"This is going to make a fuss," the vice president was stunned for a while, and changed the program schedule in a low voice, but the computer with the smashed screen was more or less inconvenient.

I don't understand it, but President Chu has always been very reliable and has never made a mistake.

He let it be changed, and he honestly changed it.

The vice president moved the mouse back and forth, placing the changes on the page in a corner where the screen was still visible.

After checking it many times, he pursed his lips and typed a line at the end,

"Note: This program is dangerous, please prepare for the relevant personnel of the school hospital."

Ignoring this precaution, in the next few days, the school hospital had an additional financial expenditure of "bruise medicine", after all, except for the Kassel Academy, no school hospital doctor could have expected that there would be lacerations in the kendo club program!

Click-click-click——!

The sound of machinery came from the printer, and in a few moments, a brand new program was steaming out of the oven, hot to the touch, like touching a smooth little stove.

"I don't know if this Lu Mingfei is a new god hidden in Shilan High School, even if he dares to fight President Chu, he still dares to use a real knife."

"Tsk, I hope nothing happens then."

The vice president, who doesn't play the forum, kept sighing and looking at the brand-new program schedule, but he didn't know that the road god man in his mouth didn't know anything about everything.

Ding-dong!

The chronograph knob of the scorching microwave oven points to the red line.

Chu Zihang opened the microwave oven with a warm glove, put on the spoonful of sugar prepared in advance, and stirred it gently, his eyes were deep in thought.

It shouldn't be wrong, someone is secretly targeting Lu Mingfei.

Indeed, as Lu Mingfei said, in this case, the effect of a thin rebuttal is minimal.

The most powerful weapon that can crush public opinion is the fact that the public has witnessed!

However, the results of the physical test and the midterm exam are not enough.

Lu Mingfei needs a more powerful fact, able to tear apart all the facts of bad words!

And what he can do is to provide a stage for Lu Mingfei!

A dazzling stage that everyone can see!

Chu Zihang knew that Lu Mingfei seemed to be a little resistant to the stage, as if he lacked self-confidence.

And he, who was called by Senior Brother Chu and Senior Brother Chu, rarely wanted to push someone.

Let them surprise you, Lu Mingfei.

Chu Zihang picked up the milk through the wet towel, and was about to push open his door, when the mobile phone rang softly,

Father:

"Zihang, (rubbing hands), I see that on the campus forum, you and Lu Mingfei."

Chu Zihang:

"It's not!"

Chu Tianjiao, who knocked on Erlang's leg, smiled and extinguished the Cuban cigar on his lips, muttering to himself,

"It's good if it's not, it's good if it's not."

Although some half-breeds have mental problems, sometimes it can be very flowery.

But he still wants to hold his grandson or granddaughter more or less.

"Music, let's go!"

Listening to the song and thinking about the appearance of his daughter-in-law being led home, Chu Tianjiao grinned expectantly.

I don't know what kind of girl it will be, whether it will be tall or small, eccentric or proud and cold.

Erlang's legs were staggered, Chu Tianjiao shook his ankles,

But no matter what kind of girl it is, when the time comes, he must give a big red envelope to his in-laws and mothers, thanking them for educating the goblins who can take down their sons.

Ah——!h

That's great.

Presumably when Zihang gets married, he can retire to help his son take care of the children.

The secret hut hummed a song with full anticipation for the future.

Lu Mingfei, who didn't know that he had been properly arranged, was happily flipping through the campus forum,

"Tsk, look at it now, I used to."

Click! Click!

Lu Mingfei stared at the few faceless and skinless photos, and slid the scroll wheel,

"Why is it so weak."

Well, there's a feeling of confronting your own black history.

Looking at the forum, "Lu Mingfei vs Zhao Menghua, who will win?" Looking at the data of 3:2678, Lu Mingfei shrugged his shoulders helplessly and tapped the mouse calmly.

"Hey! My friend! Ordinary real life is also starting to become interesting. ”

Lu Mingfei imitated the tone of the Western drama in his impression, like a madman who entertained himself, but finally shook his head.

Well, he really can't play with something as high-end as theater.

4:2678 data, the gap is still huge, and it is constantly widening.

“Happy birthday to you！”

“Happy birthday to you！”

"Happy birthday to Ming Fei~!"

“Happy birthday to you！”

Lu Mingfei didn't panic at all, slammed it on the bed, whispered a happy birthday song to vent his still good emotions, and gently put his eyes on the simulator.

[12 years old: After a short break after the New Year, everyone is busy.

Your parents are busy organizing the establishment of the "Wisteria Flower House", a post station in various places of the ghost killing team, and with the help of the dead child, the efficiency of the crow's message is doubled, and their faces that have been suppressed and sad are finally a little more relaxed.

The Butterfly couple are busy with the reform and construction of the medical department of the Ghost Slayer and have a preliminary idea.

The channels of medicinal herbs in various places were originally extremely difficult to impress, but because of the help of the dead children and the crows, there was quite a prospect of seeing the light of day.

Therefore, at the dinner table, they were even more attentive to the dead child's crow than to the crow.

At one point, you felt that your status at home was not even as good as that of a crow. 】

[Butterfly Chanae has not seen anyone for more than ten consecutive days, and she is crazy to participate in the task of killing ghosts in various places.

This gentle girl is growing rapidly in actual combat, like a delicate flower stained with blood, with a few more touches of slaughter.

She is holding back her strength, and she wants to become a pillar one step faster than everyone else! 】

[Butterfly Shinobi's research is in a predicament, the inventory of wisteria flowers is a little insufficient, it is very troublesome to collect and dry, and the poison she extracts needs to be injected into a tank on the ghost's body, and it is only effective that it is ineffective.

However, the appearance of her pouring wisteria flower liquid on the ghost with black circles under her eyes at night really makes you feel quite infiltrating.

Why didn't I find out before, this girl is so ruthless. 】

[By chance, you frowned and asked why you didn't use distillation to purify the toxin, and then under the girl's blank eyes, you compared the vague method in your memory, and ignited her eyes in an instant.

Your grandfather was drinking tasteless sake and accidentally heard it next to him, blinked, and had a bold idea! 】

[Soon after, a kind of liquor with a higher degree than sake was born in the same instrument, and it quickly became popular with the ghost killing team, but I don't know if the one who extracts poison and wine together will make those drunkards upset.]

With a keen awareness, Yoyashiki immediately set up large and small wineries all over the country.

Your unintentional actions have added a new way to wealth for the Ghost Slayer Team. 】

(End of chapter)