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Chapter 17 Demon Realm(1/2)

The messy cost plus a place with more than 4,000 yuan, and the golden cake that Ningxia only got was eaten up before it could be heated up.

Tuition is expensive, but this is the way to go. Ningxia can only go up even if she bites her cheeks.

After visiting the charging room, the more than 16,500 copper coins he received were only 3,700.

He paid all the two-year fees at once, mainly because he also had to support Old Man Cheng, who spent money for no reason.

He couldn't stay away from the day and could not even go to school in the end.

Just pay the fee at one time.

In addition, in order to facilitate practice, he spent four times the accommodation fee to ask for a single dormitory.

After leaving the charging office, he started to work hard. He first went to the management office to get books, bed sheets, bedding, basins, bowls, buckets and buckets. After moving them back to the dormitory, he was busy cleaning.

I was busy until the evening and finally cleaned up the new peaceful place.

Compared with the old dormitory, the new dormitory with sufficient money is much more considerable.

When you go out, you will see the mountain view, the sky is high and the clouds are wide. Only after you are more than twenty meters away can you have another single dormitory. In terms of privacy, it is undoubtedly much better.

After dinner, Ningxia compared the class schedule. At about 7:15 pm, there was an evening class.

Ningxia went to Ningxia very early. Before seven o'clock, he rushed to Classroom No. 9. By then, there were already many people sitting in the classroom.

The classroom of nearly 200 square meters is neatly arranged with benches and tables.

Before coming, I inquired about it in Ningxia that the seats in the classroom were not fixed and they were seated at will.

He was a newcomer and did not choose the front seat, so he sat in the third row to the end on the left.

He had just sat down, and many people cast inquiring eyes at him. When he saw the new student ID on his chest, he immediately understood.

At nearly seven o'clock, the students arrived one after another, with about a hundred and fifty people.

"Hey, newcomer, I've taken my seat."

Ningxia looked up, a tall man stood beside him and said in a deep voice.

"Feel sorry."

Ningxia stood up and left.

The tall man was surprised to find that Ningxia was not inferior to him.

The fat man who was sitting next to him was smug and shrugging his shoulders, and sat down proudly.

At this time, the front row was full, and Ningxia could only turn backwards.

Suddenly, I saw someone waved at me in the second to last row, and it turned out to be an old acquaintance Wang Shuisheng.

Ningxia sat over and Wang Shuisheng whispered, "That guy is called Zhang Fang. He likes to stab the thorn the most, don't pay attention to it."

Ningxia nodded and was about to speak when Liu Chaoyuan walked in with a book.

Ningxia whispered at Wang Shuisheng, "Who is this?"

Of course he knew Liu Chaoyuan, but he was just curious about Liu Chaoyuan's specific identity.

Wang Shuisheng smiled and said, "You don't know him? The director of our class is coaching."

Ningxia then realized why Liu Chaoyuan asked himself what it meant to be "How is the junior class 3"?

Liu Chaoyuan was just in front of him and heard the bell ringing. Everyone stood up and saluted Liu Chaoyuan.

Liu Chaoyuan replied with a bow and said loudly, "I won't go to class today. I'll introduce you to you to know new classmates."

Wang Shuisheng stared at Ningxia in surprise and whispered, "What's your relationship with coach Liu? When I was transferred to the class, he didn't introduce it so vigorously."

Ningxia ignored Wang Shuisheng, and Liu Chaoyuan waved to him, so he could only stand up and greet everyone's attention.

He was about to introduce himself, Liu Chaoyuan said, "To the front."

This time, a buzzing sound occurred in the field.

Ningxia strides to the front desk and briefly introduces herself.

There were many female students in the classroom, whose handsome starry eyes were shaking their faces.

His skin is excellent, with three-dimensional facial features and deep eyes.

During this period of practice and polishing, the tall body is like a sharp javelin.

Liu Chaoyuan patted Ningxia on the shoulder and said aloud, "Ningxia is a good student, everyone should get along well with him."

As soon as this sentence came out, Wang Shuisheng was completely confused.

Liu Chaoyuan has a temper? Although he has not been here for a long time, he has been famous for a long time. He is simply a master and never says extra words.

He didn't even see him deliberately greeting any student. As far as Wang Shuisheng knows, the niece of the Governor Guo Tong of Donghua City is also in the third grade of elementary school, and Liu Chaoyuan has never taken care of her.

Ningxia returned to her seat as she looked at her eyes all the way, and Wang Shuisheng whispered, "I didn't expect that my brother is not a little bit from me, so I admire him."

Ningxia just smiled, not argued.

He probably guessed that this self-introduction was probably due to compensation from Liu Chaoyuan.

In fact, Ningxia guessed it well.

In the operation to wipe out the Blood Killing Sect, Ningxia provided such important information.

In the end, except for five merit points, no copper coins were issued.

Liu Chaoyuan felt a little guilty and had no material rewards. He could only help Ningxia create a good learning and living environment through this kind of special attention.

After Ningxia's introduction was completed, Liu Chaoyuan said, "I still have some urgent tasks. This class was temporarily changed to Meng Zhishuo."

After saying that, let's leave first.

When he left, everyone was shocked again.

Obviously, coach Liu deliberately made this trip purely to introduce Ningxia.

In an instant, the students from Ningxia, both sides and the left and right, surrounded him.

"Brother, what's the point, so fierce."

"Ningxia? Could it be that the Ning family from Chuncheng? It's not right. How could the people from Chuncheng run to Donghua to attend the school palace?"

"I dare to ask the boss what kind of cultivation level is? How old is Nian Geng? Coach Liu has always had a very high vision, and no one in our class can catch his eye."

Everyone asked loudly, and everyone in the distance stood up straight.

Ningxia said, "You guys misunderstood. I came from a cold-blooded family and had no friendship with coach Liu. I am now guiding the fourth level."

The more he told the truth, the more everyone disbeliefed.

"Hey, that, Brother Ning, sorry, sorry, I..."

Zhang Fang, who had driven him away before, suddenly bent and rushed to the front, clasping his fists at him.

Ningxia waved her hand and said, "A misunderstanding, Brother Zhang doesn't have to worry about it."

He came to study and practice, not to be a tyrant in the school.

After Zhang Fang retreated, the gray-bearded coach Meng came late, and everyone could only get up again to salute him, waiting for coach Meng to return the gift.

This class has just begun.

This is a lesson on "The Farming of Merchant". Ningxia has read the textbook of "The Farming of Merchant" in full, but she has no understanding of the content.

Fortunately, he came from the commodity economy world, and there were explanations from coach Meng, which can be understood in many places.

He listened with relish, but found that many people were already wandering. Wang Shuisheng beside him had already supported his chin with one hand and started dozing.

Coach Meng finished a chapter in "The Art of Merchant" and closed the book with a snap.

The atmosphere in the classroom changed suddenly, and even Wang Shuisheng immediately became energetic.

Ningxia was unclear, Wang Shuisheng saw his doubts and whispered, "This is how coach Meng teaches class. He finished the lectures in three or five seconds. He likes to talk about it most and also likes to answer questions. He likes to be lively, so wait and see."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the man say, "Chairman Meng, which group of people from the Blood Killing Sect have committed to this time? It's not the Blood God Demon and the Demon Weaving Demon."

Meng Zhishu waved his hand and said, "The knowledge is too shallow. All the gods and demons in all races are amazing.

How could a mere Blood Killing Sect be related to the gods and demons?”

Ningxia whispered to Wang Shuisheng, "What races?"

Wang Shuisheng whispered, "The whole race is actually the ten thousand demons. We collectively call it the demon race, but the monster race has different categories, and the internal fighting is also very fierce.

Some even have the same power as water and fire, and they can cooperate with our human race and fight each other."

Ningxia secretly said, "There are disputes where there are people, and there are conflicts where there are interests. This is true in ancient and modern times, and it is true in people and demons."

He also said, "Meng Zhishuo Sect leader Long Yan died? What kind of cultivation is his? He feels very powerful."

Coach Meng waved his hand and said, "It's just that the qi is highly trained, and evil cannot defeat the righteous. This villain is seriously injured and escaped, but it's only a matter of time before it gets caught."

"Teacher Meng, how dare you ask what the realm of the demon clan is divided?"

Ningxia couldn't help asking.

Wang Shuisheng whispered, "I can answer you all this, why should you ask Coach Meng?"
To be continued...
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