Chapter 68: Received a free live

The ten-kilometer physical energy consumption under the competitive situation is very large. Even if Meng Fan ate four or five pieces of energy glue before and after, it would be hard to really make up for it, not to mention the labor.
Therefore, after Meng Fan returned to the bedroom to wash the bath, he could not get up in bed.
"Not eating yet? Waiting for me?"
Zhang was surrounded by grievances and anger and returned to the bedroom. The food packaged from the off-campus waterfront restaurant on the table was not opened yet. My heart was still touched, and the anger and grievances were half gone.
Xing Tsai song looked at Zhang’s brain and was caught by the helmet with a hard hat. He then sat in the car and air-conditioned. He couldn’t bear to attack him. Meng Fan’s guy fell asleep when he brought it out. I reluctantly nodded and said, "Meng Fan said that when you come back to eat, wait and wait for you to fall asleep."
After that, I continued to look at "Xuan Xuanzi". The book emphasizes that Qigong in the room guides him to be very nonsense, but the description of the posture and method makes him unable to bear the feeling that an ancestor will really play.
In the "Xuan Xuanzi", "Nine Shapes" and "Six Potentials" are combined with "Ten Xiu" and "Eight Movements" in "He Yin Yang", "Eight Ways" in "The World to the Tao", "SuNu Jing" "Tension and pitch, but before the inflection" eight things, Xing Tie can basically imagine the richness and diversity of the ancestors' nightlife in ancient times.
Listen to the names of these poses, empty-cut butterfly, back-flying dragonfly, cockroach pine, Lintan bamboo, seagull Xiang, wild horse leaping, white tiger tassel, Xuanzang attached... more elegant!
Long postures must be practiced.
When Xing Tsai saw Meng Fan not getting up, he ate the food around Zhang and went out to date.
Zhang was also quickly sent to the library by Wang Yanan, and the postgraduate examination had been forced to put on the agenda.
Nourish.
Meng Fan was awakened by the phone. The mobile phone was picked up by the witch Qin Qin.
"The book version of Xiaoyan's book was officially listed. I sent a few copies to you. You can come and take it now, at the office."
When Qin Lan said one sentence, he hanged the phone.
Meng Fan blinked and looked at the time, it was almost five o'clock.
I don't know if it is a physical energy consumption, or give myself a reason to sleep until it is dark.
Let's get up.
Five minutes later, Meng Fan took the picture tube out of the bedroom.
Along the way, all the students and teachers who met the unknown students were all looking at Meng Fan’s thumb.
This is... will you give yourself back to yourself before?
Obviously not.
Some people know, not only the thumb, but also say that you can actually run a micro-horse.
It is said that Meng Fan knows the reason why the thumb is being smashed, and there is a sense of existence. There are alumni in the school and the school’s amateurs seem to be very well known throughout the school.
"Five books, all have signatures."
Pointing to the five books on the table, and pointing to the chair in front of the desk, indicating that Meng Fan sat down: "Talk about it, what happened recently?"
"What is going on?"
There are no other teachers in the office, but Meng Fan is still vigilant and not sitting.
"Live, running, like dancing, catching thieves, and your level of painting." Qin Hao gave Meng Fan an old lady who had already seen all the eyes. "When you broadcast live, although the level of painting is a little bit improved, but It’s a bit faster to improve, I’ve compared it with you for a month or so, and it’s not hard to find the problem.

"God sees me pity to give me a legendary plug-in, let me live, run and dance, grab thieves, and then reward me to improve my painting level." Meng Fan directly lost the standard promise, while Also lost to Qin Hao, how you look so leisurely.
"Don't tell the truth, right?"
If Qin Qin believes in a ghost, he laughed. "If you don't say it, I will tell you your sister about Wu Tong. She should be very happy. I will definitely give you advice." Oh, yes, I really want to have a photo of Wu Tong. By the way, I will send a message to the teacher. Wu Tong looks like this. The teacher definitely likes it."
"Who is chasing Wu Tong!"
Meng Fan’s death is impossible to admit. If her sister and her know it, then the next day’s mobile phone is afraid to shut down, and even people have to lose contact.
"Is there?" Qin Xiaohe laughed. "That would be the case with them. Anyway, would they think that you are chasing Wu Tong? That is their business."
"Teacher, if you do this, it is easy to lose a student who studies and is good and motivated!" Meng Fan regretted how he would not go to Yangmei because he was worried about smog. The existence of Qin dynasty is more dangerous than smog.
"Let's say, what do you want me to do!"
Meng Fan knows that Qin Hao did not tell her sister and her directly if she came out and said that she must be bad.
Just finished, hehe, the stomach screamed twice.
"hungry?"
Qin Hao, who was going to talk, almost didn't laugh out and stood up. "I am also hungry. Find a place to eat and talk."
"First, let's not pay as much as you did last time!"

Does it necessary for a hero who donates 10,000 to be so embarrassed about his teacher?

"necessary!"
Meng Fan called and asked Zhang to come over and take the book. He was ready to leave the library and was forced to breathe. Wang Yanan was forced to rush around around Zhang, and then he read it again. Suddenly, I suddenly smiled. If Qin Qin is on the side, I must jump on Meng Fan for a while.
"It's still a matter of ancient costumes."
Going to the waterfront restaurant outside the school to sit down and order the dishes, Qin Yu said the right thing: "I used to be a student, I was preparing a comic book recently, and I need a lot of ancient costume samples. It is not very sophisticated, it is almost the same as before. In line with the traditional aesthetic of China. Yesterday she talked to me and talked about this. I thought of you. You are familiar with this piece and draw fast."
This thing says that you should thank yourself to Qin Hao, how can you "threate" yourself?
Asked: "And then?"
Qin Hao opened a can of ice to Meng Fan and said with a smile: "Then, she can give you a maximum of material costs."
Meng Fanyi: "White dry!"
"She wants more ~EbookFREE.me~ The required sample picture is very demanding in the relevant fields of the artist, and there are certain requirements for painting skills." Qin Hao also handed a straw to Meng Fan, saying: "Now we are In school, you are most familiar with this piece. I have seen her before my homework. She likes it very much. She wants to give money according to this standard. You have painted an illustration for Xiao Xiao, and the basic price is there. She really can't afford it."
"I have such a cow? You don't want me to let me go white and let me give me the next set." Meng Fan took a sip of ice, and his heart was beautiful.
"I am fooling around with you! I am thinking about your graduation thesis to go to this aspect, and then organize it in advance. It is OK to get a graduation exhibition." Qin said, "Just be a busy sister. Of course, She also said that I will thank you in the future."
Meng Fan does not eat this kind of cake, but only curious: "What is the relationship between this person and you, even the name of the sister has moved out?"
"It is the teacher and student, the relationship is better, just like me and Wang Yanan. If Wang Yanan they ask me for help, then I must also help, you say right?"
Qin Lan is really always on the eyes of the students who are eye-catching. They are willing to give them opportunities. They are also willing to help create opportunities, help solve problems and find ways to help people solve problems.
"You said it was light, but it was not another student who came to the pit."
Of course, Meng Fan knows how much Qin Qin’s help for students is a part of himself. Even if he is a member of this special relationship, he knows that Qin Hao will certainly help himself. Qin Lan looked at himself with half anger and immediately surrendered: "Draw, I paint."
Ding!
A tone that triggered a new task appeared in my mind.