6. The first class meeting
Putting the car in the underground garage, the two of them took the elevator to the house, the fifteenth floor.
Although the community looks a little old, the community is relatively tidy and tidy, and there is no feeling of dirtiness, which is what Lin Qian prefers.
"It's here, you wait for me, I'll open the door." After saying that, he took out a key from his pocket with difficulty.
Opening the door, Lin Qian found an unexpected joy, the house is not big, but fortunately, the furniture is relatively complete, and the decoration style is also which one Lin Qian prefers.
After looking around, Lin Qian was more satisfied, and he didn't want to bother looking for it anymore, so let's do it, he made up his mind.
"Okay, I'll transfer it to you."
Lin Qian said with a smile.
"Yes, but you need to pay the water and electricity bills here, and there is nothing to pay attention to the rest."
The landlord seemed to think of something, and continued: "Since you have come to live here, we are also acquaintances, so call me Brother Dong, it is too raw to call the landlord." ”
Seeing that the landlord is not the character of the traditional landlord, but there is a feeling of buddy, and Lin Gan is quite satisfied with such a landlord.
However, looking at the attitude of the young man, Lin Gan couldn't cry or laugh, he just drove a car of more than 2 million yuan, and the landlord collected rent in the magic capital, so his life would not be bad.
But Lin Qian looked at the house, and he didn't continue to think about it, such apartments were originally some small property rights, and it was not easy to sell.
After sending off Brother Dong, Lin Qian cleaned up briefly in the room, then ordered a takeout, lay on the bed, and entered the system directly.
"System, upgrade to a first-level body."
Today, when he was learning Wing Chun, the system prompted him to upgrade in order to achieve perfect integration.
Wing Chun is not a martial art that particularly requires physical strength, which shows that in the eyes of the system, his body is really in tatters.
"Ding, the first-level body of the exchange commodity is successful, and the remaining identity points are 312 points."
"Ding, start upgrading your first-level body."
After hearing the system prompt, Lin Qian was still a little confused, and he didn't know how to upgrade his body, but he suddenly hurriedly knocked his head violently, and then fainted on the bed, unconscious.
When Lin Gan woke up and looked at the time, it was already the next morning.
Teng jumped up from the bed, he only felt as if a thick layer of mud was sticking to his body, and the pores of his body were extremely uncomfortable, so he rushed to the bathroom.
"Damn, what's going on?" Lin Qian was puzzled in his heart.
But soon, Lin Qian discovered something different.
I wiped the moisture off the bathroom mirror and saw the beautiful muscle lines all over my body, and I felt like a bodybuilder.
Feeling that his shoulders were a little thicker, Lin Qian felt that now was the peak period.
Seeing this, Lin Gan's heart became inexplicably excited, he was too handsome.
But there is one more thing he hasn't done, which is to exchange table tennis mastery.
"System, exchange table tennis proficient."
"Ding, the exchange of table tennis is proficient, and the remaining identity points are 12 points."
Lin Qian looked at the table tennis options below, and his heart was full of surprise.
"Serve proficiently, 30 points."
"Counter Mastery, 30 points."
"Forehand mastery, 30 points."
……
There are also some things about how to train, what muscles are mainly trained, strategies, and so on.
These things are very helpful for Lin Qian to be a good coach in the future, which is also Lin Gan's capital.
Looking at the pitiful twelve o'clock in the upper right corner of the mall interface, Lin Qian couldn't help but sigh that he had returned to the pre-liberation period.
Although it was already September, the weather was still relatively hot, and Lin Qian didn't like to wear formal clothes, so he went out wearing a T-shirt.
He can't be late today, it's the start of school.
After the report was completed yesterday morning, the dormitory door would be opened, and at that time, all senior high school students would have to move in, which was a requirement of the school, just to ensure that the students could always be in school and in good condition.
When Lin Qian came to school, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.
This morning's arrangement is as follows: at 8:10 a.m., the opening ceremony of all senior high school students will be held in the auditorium, and then each class will have a class meeting.
Lin Qian came to the auditorium, there were already a lot of people gathered here, but it was a little noisy inside, Lin Qian did not go in, but waited outside.
"Good morning, Mr. Lin."
A sweet voice drilled into Lin Gan's ears, and when he turned around, it was Zhao Xueqing, who had changed into a school uniform today.
The school uniform of Modu No. 3 Middle School is notoriously good-looking, with a white shirt and a skirt with a little lace printed in navy blue underneath, which is pretty good.
After Zhao Xueqing entered, Ye Ling also rushed to the auditorium before the ceremony began.
At 8:10 a.m., the opening ceremony officially began.
The principal was a middle-aged man who was sad for half a hundred, and with the manuscript that the secretary had prepared earlier, he felt that he was speaking very impassionedly, but in fact it was very boring.
The classmates listened quite seriously, but these words became a lullaby in Lin Gan's ears, but fortunately, they slept very comfortably last night.
It would be embarrassing if you did fall asleep.
The opening ceremony took more than two hours to end, and many teachers came to the stage to give speeches, trying their best to study hard.
Seeing the orderly exit of the classmates, Lin Qian also left after saying hello to Ye Ling, and came towards the classroom of his class.
The third year of high school has an independent school building, and it is not difficult to find it with an impression.
The entrance of the sixth class of the third year of high school.
Listening to the somewhat messy classroom inside, the noise inside made Lin Qian suddenly understand the mood of the high school teachers back then.
Looking out of the window, a few girls were very excited to see their new classmates.
"Did you know, I heard that our homeroom teacher is a super handsome guy!"
"Really?"
Hearing this, the eyes of several girls immediately lit up.
"It's at the school gate that collects our summer homework."
"Damn, I thought it was another teacher in our school, because I was sad for a long time."
The girls' communication also attracted the attention of several boys.
"I've seen it too, and it's average, a little worse than me."
"Cut, just like you, so narcissistic."
The boy's words immediately aroused the anger of the girls.
Of course, not all the students were making a fuss, Lin Qian saw Zhao Xueqing doing the test papers on the table.
Lin Qian knew it was time for him to go in.
Coughing lightly, Lin Qian walked into the classroom, looked at his classmates and said, "Are you talking about me?" ”
After hearing Lin Gan's voice, the people in the classroom immediately quieted down, and some girls immediately had stars in their eyes.