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Chapter 277: Changing a cellmate? The kind that takes the exam for you

Chapter 277: Changing a cellmate? The kind that takes the exam for you

In the forging room of Xuanwu Heavy Industry, eight huge forging furnaces are neatly arranged, spewing flames.

The flames illuminated the entire forging room red, and the air was filled with a special smell of metal being roasted at high temperatures.

The heat wave was like a surging tide, spreading in all directions, wave after wave.

The careful cultivation of the contracted spirit is certainly the key to the growth of the Beastmaster, but the safety of the Beastmaster himself should not be underestimated.

Xuanwu Heavy Industry is backed by the military, although it is not outstanding in exporting combat talents.

However, the spiritual weapons it provides are highly trusted by the military due to their excellent quality and powerful performance, and enjoy high praise in the military.

Every year, Xuanwu Heavy Industry joins hands with several other cities to host the Rising Star Cup Forging Competition.

It is not only a grand event for blacksmiths to exchange skills and experiences, but also an important opportunity to select outstanding talents.

Previously, Sheng Nian signed up for the preliminary selection, stood out in the fierce competition, and successfully got a ticket to the finals.

There are a total of eight contestants participating in this final, and they still need to go through several rounds of fierce competition before they can finally compete for the championship.

In the audience, Ning Miao took off her flowery jacket and muttered softly, "What the hell is this temperature? It's so hot that I'm almost smoking!"

As he spoke, he revealed the pajamas underneath which were printed with an emperor pattern, and he looked very domineering.

Linghu Ying also took off her coat, frantically fanning the same underwear as the Monkey King, and asked anxiously, "Did you bring water?"

Ning Miao looked confused and asked, "Why bring water?"

Linghu Ying's eyes widened in disbelief: "Forging competitions can take four or five hours at a time, with such high temperatures and no water, do you want to be roasted into a mummy?"

Ning Miao slapped his head: "Oh, I forgot!"

Linghu Ying shouted exaggeratedly: "Oh my god, you can even forget such an important thing!"

At this time, Ning Ran, who had been sitting quietly beside him, said helplessly: "I brought it."

Linghu Ying's eyes lit up, and she immediately said, "Laodi is still reliable, Miaomiao, let's change a brother."

After spending these few days together, Linghu Ying really felt that Ning Ran was more reliable than Linghu Yang.

Ning Miao rolled her eyes at her and said unhappily, "Your water gun is so good at peeing, and you're so naive and playful. Just keep it for yourself and don't change it!"

Linghu Ying still didn't give up, and turned to Ning Ran and said, "Ning Ran, you can be my younger brother. I will leave all my homework to you, and I will also leave the opportunity for the college entrance examination to you."

Ning Ran had good grades. If she had drunk a disguise potion during the college entrance examination and entered the examination room instead of herself, she might have gotten a good grade.

Replace the cellmate? The kind that takes the exam for you?

Ning Ran refused without hesitation: "No."

Linghu Ying pretended to be sad: "How cold-blooded."

…

On the competition stage, a boy was staring at Sheng Nian coldly, his eyes full of hostility.

In a mocking tone, he said, "You girls are the ones who are taking advantage. You can get a chance to participate by using a backdoor."

The boy's name is Marathon. He comes from a forging family and is a student at Xuanwu Heavy Industry. He has bulging muscles all over his body and looks very strong.

Previously, he and his younger brother Ma Lajin participated in the primary election together. As a result, he passed successfully, but his brother was eliminated by Sheng Nian.

In order to help his brother pass the primary selection, Marathon racked his brains and tried every possible way.

Not only did he secretly replace Sheng Nian's materials, he also found people to surround him at night in an attempt to disrupt the opponent's game state.

Who would have thought that this guy had external aid, a student in the combat department of a Chinese university.

A student from another school, who didn't attend his classes properly, came to accompany me 24 hours a day, leaving me no chance to get off work.

That feeling of being unable to use your strength... who understands!

Sheng Nian showed no sign of weakness and immediately responded with a sharp glare: "Breaking the rules is better than breaking the defense, idiot."

Marathon was choked and couldn't speak, his face turned pale and blue.

Duan Zhuyue stood quietly by the side, her eyes lingering on Sheng Nian for a moment, but she didn't say anything.

At first, she was extremely disdainful of Sheng Nian, as forging and beast taming were two completely different fields.

Investing a lot of resources in the contracted spirit will always lead to improvement even if it lacks talent.

But forging is completely different. The precious materials purchased at great cost may be wasted due to a tiny mistake.

It's the least bad thing to spend money on. Some blacksmiths may even lose everything because of a slip of the hand.

Therefore, few beastmasters would choose this profession.

Sheng Nian's parents pushed her in out of gratitude for saving their lives, probably just to avoid the college entrance examination. Once she gets her diploma, she will change her career and do something else.

At first, Duan Zhuyue and Duan Lao both held this view, but after the preliminary round, their ideas changed.

The talent and strength that Sheng Nian demonstrated during the forging process were definitely far beyond his peers.

The episode was over quickly.

The host came on stage with a smile on his face and his voice was clear and pleasant, like a clear spring flowing into everyone's ears.

"Dear audience friends, the long-awaited forging competition is about to begin!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ning Miao and Linghu Ying stood up at the same time, applauding and cheering.

"As long as the furnace is not extinguished, the will will not die. Rebirth through tempering and transcendence! The Concept God is you. You are the Concept God. Come on, sister!"

Everyone: "You're sick!

The host raised his hand slightly, signaling the two conspicuous people to be quiet, and waited for the noise at the scene to gradually subside.

Then he continued: "The rules of this competition are as follows: Each contestant will forge a designated weapon within the stipulated five hours."

"The judging criteria will take into account multiple aspects, including the weapon's appearance design, material used, forging process, and the special properties exhibited by the weapon."

"During the forging process, contestants need to use the basic materials provided on site."

"You may also use special materials you bring with you, but the use of special materials shall not exceed 30%."

The host explained the rules of the competition clearly, and the contestants listened attentively and were ready to go.

Some people look focused, with confidence and determination in their eyes; some people frown slightly, as if they are repeatedly pondering the details in their minds.

At the same time, there was a lot of discussion among the judges.

"This lineup of contestants seems quite capable, but I don't know how they will perform in practice."

"I've heard of the guy from Marathon before. He performed quite well in some small events. Maybe he can bring a surprise this time."

"That's not necessarily true. There are many variables in the forging competition. Elder Duan's granddaughter is also here. Although she is young, from what I know, her forging skills are quite superb and should not be underestimated."

The judges were talking to each other, and it was very lively.

Because there are relatives among the contestants, Mr. Duan was not on the judging panel. His eyes wandered over Sheng Nian and Duan Zhuyue with expectation.

Sheng Nian took a deep breath and his eyes became more determined.

Forging consumes a lot of mental and physical energy, so Ning Miao prepared enough potions early in the morning.

At this moment, she is full of health and in good condition.Chapter 278: Harsh Words Hurt People: The December is cold, really cold

Chapter 278: Harsh Words Hurt People: The December is cold, really cold

The task of the first game was to forge a short sword. When the game started, the contestants quickly got into the game.

Suddenly, there were sounds of various tools colliding and sparks flying.

Sheng Nian, who usually looks nonchalant, seems like a different person when he stands in front of the forging table.

Staring closely at the blazing fire, the flames licked the metal raw materials in the furnace, burning them red.

When the temperature is right, take out the red-hot steel billet and hammer it on an anvil.

Sheng Nian's eyes were focused, and every time he swung the hammer, he brought just the right amount of force, making crisp sounds as the hammer rose and fell.

As time passed, the hot soup produced tiny beads of sweat, which slid down rhythmically with the movements, dripped onto the scalding ground, and evaporated instantly.

In the audience, Ning Miao watched Sheng Nian's smooth operation and couldn't help muttering to herself: "This sister... doesn't she have a system too?"

Linghu Ying looked puzzled and asked, "What system?"

Ning Miao explained: "It's the kind of golden finger that is specially used to cheat for the protagonist, but it will consume the protagonist's mental strength."

When Linghu Ying heard this, she suddenly realized, "I don't know whether Nian Nian has it or not, but I definitely have it."

Ning Miao's pupils trembled: "So you have it too, what system did you bind to?"

Brain exchange financial system? IQ downgrade system? still...

"Android?"

"What?" Ning Miao was rarely stuck: "What kind of cheat is this?!"

Linghu Ying explained seriously: "It also consumes my mental energy, but with it, I can see idiots thousands of miles away without leaving my house. Isn't this considered a cheat?"

Ning Miao was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "It seems to be... everyone has this cheat!"

"Elementary school students don't have..."

The game was still going on fiercely, and reporters from various media were rushing around the venue with their cameras.

Sometimes I squatted down, sometimes I stood on tiptoes, trying to find the best shooting angle.

The live camera keeps switching as the reporter moves, not missing any wonderful moments.

"Dear audience, our camera is now focused on the most anticipated contestant in this competition. She is Mr. Duan's granddaughter - Duan Zhuyue."

A reporter held a microphone with an excited look on his face, and winked at the cameraman. The cameraman understood and gave the first shot steadily to Duan Zhuyue.

In the camera, Duan Zhuyue was wearing a simple and capable forging suit, with neat short hair, her eyes were focused and sharp, and she was full of energy.

Every movement is full of power and confidence, and the tools in his hands seem to have life.

The reporter quickly handed over the microphone and asked enthusiastically, "Can you share with us how you feel standing on this field at this moment?"

Duan Zhuyue stared at the red steel billet and said without raising her head, "I can't share it. I don't have time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he skillfully picked out the steel billet, and smashed it down with a hammer, and large sparks exploded like fireworks.

The reporters and cameramen's faces turned pale with fear. They quickly stepped back several steps, looked at their equipment, and were thankful that they were not splashed by sparks.

Eating out is very expensive, I can't afford it!

Soon after, reporters and cameramen turned their cameras to the marathon.

"Mr. Ma also comes from a blacksmithing family. His grandfather, like Mr. Duan, once participated in an international forging competition. Although he missed the championship, his superb skills are still impressive."

While introducing him, the reporter handed the microphone to Marathon with a smile on his face: "Mr. Ma, what do you think of participating in this Rising Star Cup?"

Marathon raised his head slightly, showed a confident smile, and talked freely into the microphone.

"I feel very honored and excited to participate in this competition. Since I was a child, I have watched my grandfather forge various weapons and have a deep love for forging."

"Standing here today, I hope to create the best work with my own strength and live up to everyone's expectations."

Having said that, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at Sheng Nian, with a hint of disdain and ridicule in his eyes.

"At the same time, I also hope that the organizers can raise the threshold for the finals and not let in just any random person."

The reporter followed Marathon's gaze and saw that it was a new face, which made him feel confused.

In the audience, Ning Miao's face fell. He drank a bottle of camouflage potion to moisten his throat and started talking on the microphone.

"I'm just a casual observer, but I just think that Sheng Nian's condition and technique are the best."

The sound was so loud that it instantly attracted a lot of people's attention.

Marathon turned his head subconsciously and saw a person with a mosaic on his face.

Linghu Ying was not to be outdone and also made a censored statement: "To be fair, I also think that contestant Sheng Nian has superb skills and is obviously the champion candidate."

When Marathon heard this, his face instantly turned gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Water army, definitely water army."

Ning Miao met Marathon's gaze and said sarcastically, "What the hell is Marathon? You look at me like a fool. You can't stand seeing passersby talking!"

Marathon's mouth curled up, his fists clenched so tightly that his joints turned white from the force, and his eyes were full of anger.

Linghu Ying also followed suit and taunted, "I don't mean to target you, but I think this guy is a little weak. Can he hold out for five hours?"

Ning Miao also echoed from the side: "Don't keep hammering, or you'll hurt your hands."

Linghu Ying took over and said, "Go home, please. Go home. You are more suitable to be a pile of shit. Don't bring shame to the forging industry."

Seeing this, the reporter quickly spoke out to stop them: "Please restrain yourself and don't mess with the contestants' mentality."

Ning Miao immediately retorted, "The forging room is owned by your family, and you are not allowed to speak."

The reporter was speechless and didn't know how to respond.

The host quickly warned: "If you keep talking too much, I'll kick you out."

Ning Miao: "You're always using a fork to warn people. What kind of host are you? You should just cosplay as Yuan Hua forking a fish."

Host: "Security, harpoon...harpoon...harpoon people!"

"Stop, stop, stop, stop… Can't I just stop talking? Honest advice is always unpleasant to the ear, and you can't even listen to this. It's no wonder you can't be the champion if you raise such a grandson."

Marathon: A fish with no morals, this is definitely a fish with no morals, a fish with no morals who has never attended a moral education class.

Everyone: Harsh words hurt people. It's so cold in the twelfth month. It's really cold!

In the audience, Mr. Ma broke down and said, "Get out! Get as far away as you can!"

Sheng Nian seemed unaware of the chaos in the outside world. He was immersed in forging and just kept swinging the hammer.Chapter 279 Marathon, right? I'll let you pull as much as you want.

Chapter 279 Marathon, right? I'll let you pull as much as you want.

Ning Miao persisted and finally managed to stay in the audience.

Time flies...

Duan Zhuyue was the first to complete the production of the steel blank, in which ice crystals were inlaid and integrated with ice elements.

Each firing is an extreme test of skills. Ice and fire are in conflict, and any mistake will lead to failure.

But spiritual weapons with ice attributes are extremely precious, and choosing to add this element is also a unique move.

Four hours later, Duan Zhuyue completed the quenching enchantment, and the blade was straight and hard, without any problems.

He let out a long sigh and a confident smile appeared on his face. As long as he polished himself well, there would be no problem passing this competition.

Marathon's mentality was affected, his hands were unsteady, and he made several mistakes, but he quickly adjusted himself. After the forging of the steel billet was completed, he began to enchant.

The rest of the people have their own tricks and hope to stand out in the competition.

Eight forging furnaces simultaneously emitted temperatures of over a thousand degrees, causing many spectators to leave midway.

Forging is not like beast taming competition. There are no special effects to see, plus the high temperature is really unbearable!

Fortunately, it is winter now. If this kind of competition were held in summer, people would probably get heatstroke before it even starts.

Sheng Nian's speed was not slow either. He chose to add the familiar fire element, step by step.

She was the second person to start tempering after Duan Zhuyue.

The moment the blade fell into the quenching oil, his originally calm expression suddenly froze.

Damn it, someone actually tampered with the quenching oil.

He looked around with a sharp gaze, and the moment he met Marathon, he could clearly sense the other party's gloating.

Marathon sneered, "You can't even master the quenching, and you have the nerve to come to the competition."

His tone was full of sarcasm, and the corners of his mouth raised with a hint of contempt.

Sheng Nian's eyes were solemn: "Cherish the present time."

Marathon was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Sheng Nian looked calm and said in a calm tone: "Literally."

After saying that, he stopped paying attention to Marathon and turned around to continue concentrating on sharpening the saber in his hand.

There was a problem with the quenching, which was her biggest dilemma at the moment. She could only hope to remedy the situation by polishing it.

After years of sharpening the knife, Sheng Nian's technique was definitely fine, but the steel blank had too many flaws, and the fire element power that had been incorporated into it was also largely lost.

It was originally expected to reach bronze level quality, but it dropped directly to black iron.

Finally, the bell rang to signal the end of the competition, and all the contestants stopped and took their works for testing.

The atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense. Some contestants were full of confidence, while others were nervous.

Marathon forged a scimitar with a graceful curved blade, a thick back, a sharp blade, and a cold glow.

He also specially added lightning attributes to the knife, which made it extremely advantageous whether it was a swift slash in close combat or using the burst of lightning elements in long-range attacks.

He held his head high, put the knife into the tester, with a determined smile on his face, as if he had already seen the dawn of victory.

The machine starts running and the test begins.

"Ingredients: fine steel, Nine Heavens Thunderbolt... basic material ratio: 80%, meets the requirements"

Hearing this result, Marathon's smile deepened and he glanced at Sheng Nian with a look full of provocation.

Sheng Nian turned his face away and said, "Your mouth is crooked, your eyes are slanted, and your facial paralysis is serious. Go get treatment as soon as possible to avoid being paralyzed for the rest of your life!"

Marathon: (╬￣?皿￣?╬)

When he first met Sheng Nian, he was also amazed by her appearance, so he wanted to go up and get to know her.

But just after a few jokes, the opponent's big gun attacked directly.

In public, he was kicked several meters away. Who could understand that kind of shame and anger!

But considering that the other party was a first-time offender, he still endured it.

But later, Sheng Nian became stubborn and aggressive, stealing his limelight everywhere, and ruining his relationship with Duan Zhuyue...

This is intolerable, what else can we not tolerate?

Marathon left the testing equipment and walked towards the judges' seat with a sour face.

Duan Zhuyue stepped forward and started a new round of testing.

Her work is a Miao Dao, which is 1.6 meters long and has smooth blade lines that can be used for both chopping and piercing.

Combined with superb swordsmanship, it is definitely a powerful weapon in fighting.

After putting the Miao Dao into the tester, confidence was revealed in her eyes. Wait quietly for the test results.

Test: "Ingredients: fine steel, ice glass phantom marrow... basic material ratio: 75%, meets the requirements"

After the results came out, Duan Zhuyue nodded slightly, as if she had expected this result.

Before leaving, he glanced at Sheng Nian's knife and frowned slightly: "Don't make such a low-level mistake as quenching next time, so as not to embarrass my grandfather."

Sheng Nian took a deep breath and said, "There won't be a next time." Then he placed the saber on the detector.

The saber is two meters and two centimeters long, with a straight and slender blade and a wide tip.

The handle is long, with an iron stop at the end and anti-slip treatment to enhance the stability of holding.

After the test began, Sheng Nian looked calm on the surface, but he was still a little nervous inside.

Soon, the test results came out: "Ingredients: fine steel, red flame molten crystal... basic material ratio: 71%, meets the requirements"

I was relieved to hear this result. At least the proportion of basic materials meets the requirements. It now depends on how the judges judge.

Testing continues.

The works of the other contestants also have their own merits, but compared with these three, they are somewhat petty and naive.

The bigger the knife, the more time-consuming and laborious it is to make. The competition has a time limit, so for the sake of completion, the contestants will naturally choose a short one.

One of the contestants used 100% basic materials without any enchantments, so his score was bound to be greatly reduced.

The other contestant was obviously a second-generation rich man. His entire knife consisted of only 30% basic materials, which went against the rules of the competition and he directly lost his qualification as a judge.

When the test results came out, his face turned red and he shouted out his innocence.

"Isn't it just the material ratio? My sword is so beautifully designed, why are you disqualifying me from the competition?!"

As he spoke, he waved a colorful straight knife with an excited look on his face.

Colorful black. Among the eight people present, only he can create colorful black.

Why not qualified?

The staff shook their heads helplessly and asked people to leave the venue one by one.

Soon, the test was over and the seven knives were placed quietly on the table. The judges carefully compared and examined them and began the discussion.

"Although it is very difficult to increase the ice attribute, the degree of completion of this Miao Dao is the best among all the works." A judge pushed his glasses, his eyes full of praise.

"It's difficult to enchant the thunder attribute, and it's not easy to create a scimitar shape." Another judge echoed, his eyes falling on Marathon's scimitar.

"This saber is truly majestic and has been polished to perfection, but the contestant's skills are not good enough and there was a problem with the quenching." A young judge frowned and said with some regret.

"This Yanling sword is not bad, but the degree of completion is too low." Another judge expressed his opinion.

The judges had a heated discussion, with one comment after another.

The contestants were waiting anxiously, and everyone was praying silently in their hearts, hoping that they could get good results.

In the lounge, Ning Miao handed over a bottle of Yuan Zeng Ling Liquid and asked, "Sister, are you confident in this competition?"

She didn't know anything about forging, so naturally she couldn't understand the ins and outs of it, so she could only ask.

Sheng Nian took the medicine bottle and drank it all in one gulp: "The quenching oil was tampered with, and the saber did not reach the expected quality."

"Tampering?!" Ning Miao's eyes widened, and his voice rose eight degrees: "Who did it!"

Sheng Nian let out a long breath: "There is no evidence, but it is most likely a marathon."

Ning Miao's expression turned fierce: "Marathon, right? I'll let you pull as much as you want..."Chapter 280: A natural talent for acting, even the best actor would bow down to him

Chapter 280: A natural talent for acting, even the best actor would bow down to him

The judges' discussion lasted for more than half an hour. The dim lights reflected the concentration and tension on everyone's face.

In the end, Duan Zhuyue and Marathon successfully stayed. The moment the results came out, the former felt relieved, while the latter felt vaguely complacent.

Sheng Nian and another boy named Jian Lou also narrowly advanced to the next round.

Tomorrow is the final, and the rules of the competition are simple but strict: within eight hours, make a heavy sword according to the drawings given by the organizer.

After a busy day, Sheng Nian dragged his tired body and went back early to rest.

Linghu Ying stayed in the dormitory to guard against sneak attacks. The final was approaching and personal safety could not be taken lightly.

Ning Miao and Ning Ran took the disguise potion and sneaked into Xuanwu Heavy Industry like two nocturnal cats and dogs.

In the restroom, Marat was squatting on the toilet, playing Beast Tamer Glory with great interest.

The phone screen emitted a faint light, and excited mutters came out of his mouth from time to time.

Suddenly, a shadow fell without warning. I looked up subconsciously, but before I could see what was happening, a big sack hit me on the head.

Ma Jin was instantly in a panic, struggling and twisting his body, trying desperately to hold the sack open with his hands and pushing his legs hard against the ground.

"You're actually peeping at people pooping, you're a pervert, a real pervert!"

But before he could break free, he felt a severe pain in his head. Soon, his vision went dark and he passed out.

Only when the person in front of him stopped moving did Ning Ran breathe a sigh of relief.

He quickly stripped off the man's clothes and pants, pulled out his belt, and tied his hands and feet tightly.

The socks were not spared either, they were pulled off and stuffed into Ma's tight mouth to prevent him from screaming when he woke up.

Finally, Ning Ran cut Ma's palm and collected two tubes of blood with his movements being skillful and quick.

After doing all this, Ning Ran locked the toilet door, climbed over the wall and ran away with swift movements.

A moment later, in a corner...

Ning Ran said calmly, "Why not just find a chance to beat him up? Why go through so much trouble? Disguise potions are not cheap."

Ning Miao rolled his eyes at him and said, "Brother, we are all civilized people. Don't always talk about beating people." After saying that, he tilted his head back and swallowed the disguise potion in one gulp.

The reason why so much trouble is that Marathon has always been guarded by bronze-level bodyguards, and it would be too risky to take direct action.

It's different when you disguise yourself as a horse. Since you're one of us, they won't be so defensive.

After taking the medicine, Ning Miao's skin texture and the contours of his facial features changed quietly, and eventually became like Ma Lajin.

"Just wait. In tomorrow's race, Marathon is bound to lose." As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice became exactly the same as Marathon's.

Ning Ran was still a little worried: "But if you go over like this... won't there be a risk of being exposed?"

So far, there has never been such an outrageous thing as the disguise potion in the world.

My sister must have encountered some kind of adventure, or maybe... this is really the system she mentioned.

Ning Miao patted Ning Ran on the shoulder and said confidently, "Who am I? I'm a natural actor. Even Oscar winners would bow down to me three times."

Ning Ran didn't say anything, but there was still a worry on his face. He was indeed not as good as Ning Miao in terms of his talent for being friendly, otherwise he would have gone up himself.

Ning Miao saw Lao Di's concerns and continued, "With the Space Penguin here, it's no problem to escape, don't worry."

Ning Ran then reluctantly nodded and said, "Be careful."

Ning Miao shook his head nonchalantly: "Wait for my good news." After that, he quickly put on his clothes tied tightly by a horse, straightened his back, and walked straight towards a small building.

Marathon's grandfather also teaches at Xuanwu Heavy Industry and has a special residence. To facilitate communication, the family usually lives together.

Soon, Ning Miao arrived at his destination, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

At that time, Marathon was discussing the race arrangements with Mr. Ma in the living room.

Sitting on the sofa was a serious middle-aged man in a suit and tie, who was actually Marathon's bodyguard.

Marathon himself had hurt others, so he was afraid that his opponents would use the same method against him, so he had to hire bodyguards, even at a high price.

"Brother, Grandpa." Ning Miao walked over with a perfect smile on his face, "It's getting late, why don't you rest!"

Ma Lao raised his eyes, glanced at him, and said, "I'm discussing forging techniques with your brother, don't mess with me."

Ning Miao smiled and handed over a glass of water: "The competition is important, but my health is also important. You must be very tired after forging for so long."

Marathon took the water cup naturally and drank it all in one gulp: "It's not bad... you put something in the water, it tastes weird."

Ning Miao replied calmly: "A little glucose powder, to restore strength."

Marathon raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you actually feel sorry for me, you've changed your personality."

Ning Miao pretended to be angry: "I don't like what you said. We are brothers, of course I feel sorry for you."

After a pause, he said to Ma Lao: "Grandpa, don't worry too much. With my level, I am far better than my peers. It will be easy for me to win the championship."

Ma Lao shook his head, his expression still solemn: "Before it was only Duan Zhuyue, and now there is Sheng Nian. The talents of both of them should not be underestimated. We must not underestimate the enemy."

Ning Miao nodded and said seriously, "It is precisely because we cannot be careless that we need to rest well and get enough rest, so that we can be in a better state tomorrow."

Mr. Ma pondered for a moment and said, "What you said makes some sense."

Marathon stretched and complained, "I've been sweating all day, and my muscles are sore and swollen. I want to take a bath and relax."

Mr. Ma thought for a moment and agreed directly: "Go ahead, and remember to come back early after you finish your bath."

Hearing this, Marathon was delighted and put his arm around Ning Miao's shoulders: "Brother, let's go together."

Ning Miao's heart skipped a beat. After taking a marathon, he had severe diarrhea. If he really went to take a bath, he would poop in the pool.

If you follow them, you will be suffocated to death.

The experience of being smoked by Lu Ye was still fresh in her mind yesterday, and she didn't want to experience it again.

"No...Brother, I won't go."

Marathon patted Ning Miao's back vigorously: "What are you waiting for? Let's go. There's a new bathhouse in the east of the city. They offer authentic massages."

Ning Miao wanted to shirk: "I'm a little sleepy..."

The marathon, however, leaves no room for doubt: "Stop talking nonsense and just get going!"

The two of them walked away arm in arm. Ma Lao winked at the bodyguard, who followed silently...

More than half an hour later, the group of three arrived at their destination. Ning Miao and Marathon got off the car and looked up at the plaque.

"Ru Ni Bie Tiao...what a unique name."

Marathon said with a smile: "The bathing masters here are all very experienced. You will fall in love with it after enjoying it once."

"Let's go."

Not far away, in a taxi, Ning Ran's pupils trembled: "Marathon, that bastard, comes here to get a bath at this time... he's sick!Chapter 281 Collapse, Really Collapse

Chapter 281 Collapse, Really Collapse

At the entrance of the bathhouse, various promotions and reminders are continuously scrolling on the large electronic display screen.

The colorful lights complement each other, making the entire entrance particularly eye-catching.

The staff, dressed in neat uniforms, greet every customer warmly with a smile.

Marathon took the card handed to him by the waiter and took Ning Miao into the rest area.

Ning Ran was worried, so he followed in. The disguise potion couldn't transform the body, so if he really took a bath with Marathon, that would be a disaster.

Just as he was about to drink the disguise potion and look for an opportunity to change people, Ning Miao suddenly covered his stomach with a look of pain on his face: "Brother, my stomach hurts, I want to go to the toilet."

After saying that, he deliberately farted, and the stench instantly spread in the air.

In fact, it is just a crushed stinky fart egg, which contains a small amount of flat-headed tiger's fart. Although the amount is small, the impact it gives people after being crushed is still great.

When the stench hit his nose, Marathon was so shocked that he jumped back several steps, with a look of disgust on his face.

He waved his hand and said, "A lazy donkey will pee and shit when it gets old. Go ahead and find me in room number three later."

Ning Miao nodded repeatedly, saying "I know, I know" while hunching her body, squeezing her buttocks, and running to the toilet in a hurry.

The bodyguard's eyes fell on Ning Miao's back. He always felt that the tightening of the horse today was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong specifically.

On the other side, Ning Ran breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw his elder sister rushing to the men's restroom, his heart skipped a beat again.

He took three or two steps forward and went straight to the men's restroom.

A familiar face came into view and went straight towards the person he was protecting. The bodyguard immediately became alert.

He had attacked Sheng Nian before, but was fought back by him and Ning Ran. He almost died at the hands of the two during the fight.

Suddenly seeing Ning Ran here, I naturally didn't dare to slack off at all.

"What do you want to do!" Before Ning Ran could enter the bathroom, the bodyguard stepped over and blocked him at the door, his eyes full of warnings.

In the toilet, Ning Miao looked back, then turned away and walked straight into a cubicle.

Ning Ran looked at him unkindly, and said with a tone of impatience: "Who do you think you are, to be in charge of everything, to be in charge of people's shit and farts?!"

The bodyguard snorted coldly, his tone full of suspicion: "Don't think I'm stupid. The one who has been following us just now is you."

Ning Ran looked indifferent: "If you think so, there's nothing I can do." After saying that, he continued walking towards the bathroom.

Seeing this, the bodyguard stopped the man tightly and said in a tough attitude: "As long as I am here, you can't enter this toilet door."

Ning Ran was too lazy to waste time with the other party, so he turned around and left, retreating to the side to send a message to Ning Miao: "What should I do next?"

Ning Miao replied, "Wait until the disguise potion wears off and then leave."

Ning Ran asked again: "Marathon's bodyguards have been guarding the toilet door, how did you get out?"

Ning Miao replied: "He guards his place, and I go mine, there is no conflict."

Ning Ran replied helplessly: "6!"

Ten minutes passed, and the drug hadn't worn off yet. The bodyguard got impatient and raised his voice, "Master Ma, are you okay?"

In the cubicle, Ning Miao continued to pinch his stinky butt. With a "pop" sound, shit-yellow gas instantly spread out, stinking to high heaven.

Fortunately, she carried a gas mask with her, otherwise she would have been killed by the stench.

He deliberately lowered his voice and pretended to be weak, "I'm...not well yet!" The voice came out through the gas mask, muffled.

The bodyguard had a bad feeling and wanted to go into the bathroom to check, but was discouraged by the strong stench.

He frowned and asked loudly, "Master Ma, did you have a stomachache? Why does your stomach stink so bad?!"

Ning Miao said with difficulty: "Probably." His voice changed.

The bodyguard's suspicion increased: "Master Ma, what's wrong with your voice?"

Ning Miao finally realized that the effect of the drug had worn off, and hurriedly said, "The toilet is too smelly, it choked my throat... Go get me an air purifier."

The bodyguard asked, "Are we going now?"

Ning Miao said anxiously: "Right now, right now... I'm almost choking to death!"

The bodyguard was still a little hesitant at first, but the stinky fart coming towards him made him lose his temper and he took action immediately.

Hearing the footsteps gradually fading away, Ning Miao quickly took off his clothes, covered his face with clothes, and swaggered out of the bathroom.

When passing by the rest area, he brushed past the bodyguard, with his hands in his pockets, looking calm and composed.

Even though I felt the other person's scrutiny, I didn't panic at all.

With this mentality, it would be a shame not to practice Taoism.

The bodyguard stared at Ning Miao for several times before looking away and returning to the door of the men's restroom, shouting, "The air purifier is here, Mr. Ma, are you okay?"

No one answered.

The bodyguard raised his voice again: "Master Ma, you are not suffocated to death, right?"

Still no one responded.

The bodyguard's heart skipped a beat and he rushed into the bathroom to search, but there was no sign of Ma Jin inside.

"Damn it!" the bodyguard cursed and turned around to chase after them, but there was no sign of Ning Ran and Ning Miao in the rest area.

At the same time, in private room No. 3, Marathon was lying leisurely on the scrubbing bed, looking very comfortable.

The old man who was scrubbing her body picked up the bath towel, opened Marathon's big butt, and prepared to clean it from all sides.

At this moment, Marathon suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and then a tremendous force mixed with an unknown feces-yellow substance spurted out.

The old man who was scrubbing the patient's body was startled and somersaulted several meters away, narrowly escaping the danger.

In the blink of an eye, an unidentified feces-yellow object, like a cannonball, hit the ceiling with a "Pia" sound.

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The old man who was scrubbing the bath couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and muttered with lingering fear: "Horrible shit, terrible shit!"

Marathon lay on the bed, his face distorted with pain and beads of sweat rolling down his face.

He opened his mouth with difficulty: "Uncle... please do me a favor... I want to go up..." As he spoke, another large pool of mixture gushed out.

The old man who was scrubbing the bath was retching from the fumes and kept backing away, waving his hands and saying, "I'm old, I can't help you."

"Uncle..." Marathon was about to cry, but he could only watch the bath-scrubbing uncle run out the door.

"Spray shit! The guest in room number three is spraying shit!" The old man who was giving baths ran and shouted, and his momentum was very terrifying.

The bodyguard immediately retracted his attention and asked the old man with a puzzled look: "What do you mean by that? What do you mean by spitting shit?!"

The old man taking a deep breath of fresh air said, "You'll know when you go and take a look."

The bodyguard was full of questions, but decided to go and see it with his own eyes.

But as soon as he pushed open the door of private room number three, he was hit by a bunch of Xiangzi that flew towards him, covering his face with it.

Marathon twisted and thrashed on the ground, in extreme pain: "Help... Help me..."

"puff!"

There was another burst of explosions, and for a moment, the sky was filled with yellow fog and the atmosphere was overwhelming.

The bodyguard's heart skipped a beat, he stepped back and closed the door in one go.

Heartbreak: Work injury, the worst work injury I've ever encountered, a work injury that will take the rest of my life to heal...

…

More than ten minutes later, the ambulance arrived. When I was put on the stretcher, the marathon was still running wildly.

Although the onlookers covered their noses and moved away, they did not forget to take out their mobile phones to record and post videos, determined to help him become an Internet celebrity.

Marathon couldn't control his excitement and could only cover his head tightly with a bath towel.

It's okay to poop in public, it's okay to poop naked, as long as your face can't be photographed, it's okay, as long as your face can't be photographed…

"puff--!"

It's collapsing, it's really collapsing!

(╥﹏╥)Chapter 282 The spirit is commendable, but the effect is touching

Chapter 282 The spirit is commendable, but the effect is touching

Chapter 282: The spirit is commendable, but the effect is touching

Two brothers were taking a bath together, one was taken to the hospital, and the other disappeared.

This is a big deal!

The bodyguard was helpless and could only contact Mr. Ma and tell him everything.

Mr. Ma was furious and immediately contacted the bathhouse and checked the surveillance footage, but after watching for a long time, he still couldn't figure out how Ma Jin disappeared.

The food provided by the bathhouse was also checked and there was no problem at all.

"What's going on? What on earth is going on?!" The final is just around the corner, but he was rushed to the hospital. Isn't this a mess? !

The bodyguard said cautiously, "I suspect that it was Ning Ran from Huaxia Academy who was behind this."

Ma Lao frowned and asked, "Are there any evidence?"

The bodyguard thought for a moment and then said, "Although there is no solid evidence, I have fought him before. This guy is very shady. This time when we went to the bathhouse, he followed us all the way. It was obvious that he was not holding back his farts."

Ma Lao's eyes were sinister, and he gnashed his teeth: "Ning-Ran, you dared to murder Song'er, I will remember this grudge!"

Although the hatred in his heart was like a raging fire, Mr. Ma still forced himself to calm down.

There is no point in getting angry. The most urgent thing is to find a way to solve the current predicament.

Hurry and contact the event organizer to request a delay in the final time.

After all, my marathon spirit was almost gone, and I felt completely depressed and had no chance of participating in the competition.

Mr. Ma is a well-known figure in the industry and believes that with his influence, his suggestions will definitely be adopted.

But unexpectedly, the response given by the organizer was like a bucket of cold water, which directly extinguished the hope in his heart.

"Punctuality is the minimum requirement for every contestant. If you delay the competition just because you have a physical problem, it will be unfair to other contestants."

When Mr. Ma was angry and mad and almost collapsed, good news finally came.

Marathon was found in the school toilet.

When the man was rescued, his face was bruised and his hands and feet were tied, but fortunately his life was not in danger.

Ma was confused: "I took a shit in the bathhouse, but came out of the school toilet...did I crawl through the sewer?!"

The bodyguard suddenly realized: "The person who came to the bathhouse was not Master Ma, but someone disguised as Master Ma."

Ma was even more confused: "When the children were born, I was waiting outside the delivery room. There were only two, not a third!"

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes sparkled: "Obstetrician, it must be an obstetrician!"

Bodyguard: Old friend, do you have a lot of question marks?

Ma continued his reasoning: "The obstetrician stole my eldest grandson and instilled hatred in him for many years, causing him to kill his brother."

"No wonder things have gone wrong these past few years. It turns out that there is a villain named Fang Wo."

The bodyguard was very upset: "Old man, is it possible that the person pretending to be the Second Young Master is not related to you by blood?"

Ma retorted: "How can they be so similar if they are not related by blood? Even their voices are exactly the same."

The bodyguard gave his own guess: "Maybe he used the skills of the contracted spirit."

The skills of contracted spirits are varied and it is not impossible that they can change a person's appearance and voice.

And apart from this reasoning... he really couldn't think of any other reason.

…

Time waits for no one, and the Rising Star Cup Forging Finals is here as scheduled.

After a full night's rest and the replenishment of his physical strength from the medicine carefully prepared by Ning Miao, Sheng Nian is now in full condition.

Duan Zhuyue was also in excellent condition, standing calmly and confidently in the venue, as if everything was under control.

The simple competition uniform makes her look neat and capable. Her superior temperament and family background make people around her look sideways.

Jian Lou's condition seemed somewhat disappointing. He was lacking both mental and physical strength. It was too difficult to forge a heavy sword within eight hours.

The most inspiring thing at the scene was the marathon.

Although he had been rescued throughout the night, he was still listless and pale at this moment.

Even so, he still gritted his teeth and insisted on going on the court. His weak body but strong will was very moving.

With the referee's order, the game began.

This time, Sheng Nian was extra cautious and checked all items carefully in advance to make sure there were no problems before he started working in an orderly manner.

There are ready-made drawings and specific parameters for the heavy sword. For her, she just needs to follow the steps and there is no need to worry about anything else.

In the arena, the sounds of various tools colliding could be heard, and the competition was in full swing.

Marathon stood in his forging area, staring at the forging tools in front of him, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

However, when he just stretched out his hand to grasp the heavy forging hammer, his arm began to shake violently uncontrollably.

He gritted his teeth, trying to steady his arm, but the trembling became more intense, as if his body was resisting his will.

I've been having diarrhea all night and I'm really exhausted!

I secretly groaned during the marathon, with beads of sweat on my forehead. I felt like a small boat in a storm, swaying precariously.

He subconsciously reached his hand into his pocket and his fingertips touched a small bottle, which contained the Blood-Transforming Pill.

He quietly took out the bottle and looked at the pill that was emitting a strange red light, feeling mixed emotions.

The Blood-Transforming Pill is a dangerous thing. After taking it, it can burn a person's blood and essence, allowing the person to have super physical strength and highly concentrated attention in a short period of time.

But the price behind this is also extremely heavy. After taking it, there will be a considerable period of weakness, and once consumed in excess, it is very easy to become addicted.

It is an elixir that is banned by the authorities. Once discovered, the consequences will be disastrous.

Marathon fell into deep hesitation. He had spent a huge amount of money and gone through many twists and turns to get this pill. He really didn't want to cross this red line unless it was absolutely necessary.

He slowly raised his head and looked around, only to see that Sheng Nian and Duan Zhuyue were forging as fast as flowing water.

In the audience, my brother's expectant eyes and my grandfather's serious and concerned look were like heavy stones pressing on my heart.

At this moment, Ning Miao's highly recognizable voice came through the loudspeaker, like a sharp blade, piercing straight through the scene.

"Dear audience, please let us focus our attention on the marathon runners." She deliberately drew out her voice, her tone full of teasing.

"His efforts are like a sloth running at twice the speed. Although his spirit is commendable, the results are touching. Please let us applaud him."

The sound echoed in the venue, and every word was like a small hammer, hitting Marathon's heart hard.

When everyone heard this, they were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.

"That's too bad!"

The audience whispered to each other, expressing their amazement at Ning Miao's sharp tongue, while also sighing at Marathon's performance.

Mr. Ma was sitting in the audience, his face livid with anger: "Who is that person? Who is that person?!"

The bodyguard at the side narrowed his eyes. He was of a higher level than Ning Miao and was not affected by the camouflage potion, so he could clearly see the other person's ugliness.

"I checked before and found out that Ning Ran has a twin sister, a boy and a girl. This person should be it." The bodyguard whispered with a hint of caution in his tone.

"Ning Ran, it's Ning Ran again, this man must die!" Old Ma gritted his teeth in anger, veins bulging on his forehead as if they would break through the skin at any time.

On the competition stage, Marathon was so angry that his head was buzzing and an unknown fire was burning in his heart.

I made up my mind and didn't care about anything else and just added the medicine.

The moment the Blood-Transforming Pill went down his stomach, Marathon felt a surge of scorching heat bursting through his body, and his blood and energy surged like a raging tide.

Strength quickly gathered in every corner of the body, and the originally weak muscles were instantly filled with strength, as if there was endless energy.

The attention is also highly focused, everything around becomes extremely clear, and even the vision is improved by several levels, so that one can see everything clearly.

When he started forging again, Marathon seemed like a different person.

His technique is steady and powerful. Every swing of the forging hammer carries a tremendous force, and the "dang dang dang" sound is crisp and loud.

There was determination and resoluteness in his eyes, and his whole body was full of vigor, as if he had forgotten his previous hesitation and fear.

Looking at the changes in Marathon, Ning Miao was full of questions: "Huh? The taunt skill actually has an incentive effect, this shouldn't be possible!"

Linghu Ying was also surprised, and then curled her lips: "He must have been so angry that he lost his mind and had a moment of enlightenment."

Ning Miao thought about it and decided to continue launching her "venomous tongue attack", but no matter what she said, Marathon seemed to be deaf to her and was not affected at all.

Not only that, the opponent's speed was getting faster and faster, and the forging hammer in his hand flew up and down like a phantom.

Three hours later, with the fall of the last hammer, Marathon became the first person to complete the forging of the sword blank.

During this period, he secretly refilled his medicine several times because of excessive consumption of his essence and blood.

"These guys...are insane." Ning Miao looked at Marathon, his face full of disbelief.

All media outlets heard the news and immediately surrounded the scene like sharks smelling blood.

Cameras and cameras are all aimed at the marathon, and the lenses can record the event in 360 degrees without any blind spots.

The reporters' flattery is thrown out like wildfire, for free.

"Wow, Ma, your technique is amazing!"

"This sword embryo is obviously a masterpiece. Player Ma is extremely talented!"

"..."

In the audience, Mr. Ma vaguely noticed that something was wrong with his eldest grandson.

But the reporters' flattery showered upon him, and he was instantly immersed in glory again.

There was a smug smile on his face, and his old heart was so happy that he couldn't tell the directions. All his doubts were blown away by the praise.

His eldest grandson is so awesome that he can be the champion even if he plays for a whole night!

Just as he was surrounded by beautiful fantasies, a muffled sound suddenly came from the competition stage, and Marathon fell to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead...Chapter 283 I Really Want to Glue Your Mouth

Chapter 283 I Really Want to Glue Your Mouth

The sudden change shocked everyone. The originally lively scene suddenly became quiet. Only the heavy breathing of the marathon runner seemed particularly abrupt in the silence.

After a long while, a heart-wrenching cry came from the audience: "Song'er... my Song'er..."

Old Ma rolled and crawled out, his wrinkled face pale.

Ma Lajin also rushed out, feeling a bad premonition and feeling very anxious.

Soon, the grandfather and grandson rushed to Marathon. Marathon carefully helped him up, looking anxious: "Brother...brother, what's wrong with you?"

Marathon's whole body was twitching, black blood kept gushing out of his mouth, and he couldn't utter a word.

Overdose + strenuous exercise = suicide

In the audience, Ning Miao muttered quietly: "Is this the legendary retribution in this life?"

On the other side: Ma Lao shouted: "What are you still standing there for? Help, help!"

With just one shout, medical staff were actually called over. It is basic operation to arrange medical staff for the competition.

However, the forging competition is not a life-and-death duel, so there will be no serious injuries or deaths.

Therefore, the medical staff who organized the event were just ordinary ones.

They can deal with heat stroke or injuries, but they are helpless when faced with a marathon.

After a basic checkup, the leading emergency doctor said, "The patient's heart rate and blood pressure are extremely unstable. He is at risk of sudden death. He needs to be treated immediately."

Ma Lao pushed the man away and said, "Song'er is so young, how could he die suddenly? You quack, get out of here."

At this moment, a medicine bottle fell out of Marathon's pocket.

Upon seeing this, the doctor hurriedly picked it up and examined it. After a moment, his face changed: "Blood-Transforming Pill... Mr. Ma took a banned drug?!"

To become a doctor, you don't have to be proficient in all pharmaceutical knowledge, but you must know about banned drugs.

Ma Lajin had gone through nine years of compulsory education, so he naturally knew the horror of the Blood-Transforming Pill.

If you get involved with this stuff, your life is basically over.

He immediately shouted, "You are talking nonsense. How could my brother take drugs? It's fake. The drugs are fake... Someone framed him."

When Mr. Ma saw this, he was very panicked, but he quickly came to his senses.

He loudly defended himself, "Song'er is just too tired, that's why he is like this, it's definitely not because of any other reason!"

His voice trembled slightly due to nervousness and anxiety, but his tone was extremely firm.

Both the grandfather and grandson were defending the marathon, but this was a serious matter. After the doctors on the scene looked at each other, their attitudes became tougher.

"Mr. Ma, the situation is unclear right now. We must take both the person and the medicine for examination. This is not only related to the fairness of the competition, but also to the health of your grandson."

Mr. Ma was flustered and wanted to argue a few more words, but when he saw the serious look of the doctor and the questioning eyes of the people around him...

In the end, I could only sigh helplessly!

The doctor acted quickly, lifted Marathon onto a stretcher, and then took away the unused bottle of Blood-Removing Pills.

Under the complicated gazes of the crowd, the group hurriedly left the scene. Mr. Ma and Ma Ma were worried about the safety of their family and also went to the hospital.

The changes in the marathon distracted Jian Lou, but did not affect the progress of Sheng Nian and Duan Zhuyue.

The competition soon came to an end, and Sheng Nian and Duan Zhuyue completed the forging of the heavy sword one after another.

Jian Lou was unlucky; he had not finished polishing when the bell rang.

He was able to make it into the top three purely by luck, but it is impossible for him to get into the first place.

After the competition, the three people sent their works for testing.

The heavy sword made by Sheng Nian has a broad and thick blade, and the lines of the hilt are smooth and natural, simple and unpretentious.

Duan Zhuyue's works have different styles. The sword body is slender and the hilt is inlaid with bright gems, which is gorgeous and mysterious.

When the two swords were sent to the testing table, the audience around them couldn't help but gasp.

Judging from the appearance, these two swords are rare masterpieces, making it difficult to choose.

When the test started, the parameters of the two swords were comparable and both were excellent.

When testing sharpness and hardness, the values ​​were also evenly matched, and for a moment, the judges were in a dilemma.

Several people gathered around the testing table, carefully examining the two swords, but still found it difficult to make a decision.

The audience in the audience also held their breath and stared at the judges, waiting for the final result.

Someone approached Mr. Duan calmly and asked for his opinion.

Old Duan looked at the two swords in silence, and time seemed to be infinitely stretched.

He glanced at his granddaughter again. There were ripples on her face and thousands of thoughts surged in her eyes, and finally returned to calm.

Mr. Duan finally withdrew his gaze and said in a calm tone: "Just follow the rules." After that, he left.

People who come to ask questions feel embarrassed because they can't get the answers they want.

One is a student who has passed the imperial examination, and the other is my grandson. What should I do?

When the judges were in a dilemma, Duan Zhuyue suddenly said, "I admit defeat in this match." Her tone was calm but resolute.

Sheng Nian started from a low point and has been exposed to forging for a short time, but his works are almost the same as hers.

For Duan Zhuyue, this meant that she had lost, and lost completely!

Duan Zhuyue lost calmly, but her words were like a bombshell dropped into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves.

The originally quiet venue suddenly exploded, and the judges stared with their eyes wide open in disbelief.

Everything was fine, why did you just admit defeat?

The audience was even more confused, whispering to each other, and the discussions surged like a tide, one after another.

"What's going on? Why did you suddenly admit defeat?"

"Is there some hidden secret?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"It feels more like mushroom poisoning?"

"..."

All kinds of speculations and doubts filled the air.

Sheng Nian was also stunned. He looked at Duan Zhuyue with complicated eyes and asked directly: "The review results haven't come out yet..."

Duan Zhuyue smiled and said, "In my heart, I already have a result." After saying that, she left.

Amidst the chaos and surprise, only Ning Miao seemed to be energized.

He jumped up to the competition stage and rushed directly towards Sheng Nian, giving him a big bear hug.

"We won, we won, sister! Now it's the Rising Star Cup, and in the future it will be the Intercontinental Cup, the World Cup..."

"Luckily I met you first. If I had missed you, where would I have found such a good sister?"

Ning Miao's cheeks turned a light pink because of excitement, and her eyes were as clear and bright as ever, reflecting the appearance of the person in front of her.

Sheng Nian looked at the person in front of him with a smile and nodded heavily: "Well, I'm glad to meet you..."

Ning Miao smiled mysteriously: "If I had known you would win, I would have prepared a gift for you in advance."

"A gift?"

Ning Miao pressed a button, and at the same moment, a loud bang shook from the roof of the teaching building.

"My password, who is blasting me?"

Everyone turned their heads at the same time and looked towards the source of the sound.

Then, a beam of fire shot straight into the sky, lighting up the night sky, and blue flames exploded in the sky.

Like a giant jellyfish rising from the deep sea, its translucent blue light tendrils sway and stretch.

It also looks like the lost fragments of stars in the Milky Way, slowly falling, like a dream.

Sheng Nian raised his head, his eyes intertwined with the fragmented light, bright and warm.

Ning Miao was stunned at first, and after the splendor in the sky disappeared, he started cursing.

"I wanted a good start, but the boss gave me this blue mess. It's not festive at all!"

Sheng Nian's mouth tightened: "I really want to block your mouth..."

Ning Miao was still stubborn: "I really don't like the color blue..." He suddenly stopped talking here.

Because the eyes of the people around her were all on her, and they were not very friendly.

"You were the one who set off the fireworks..."

Ning Miao then realized that the setting off of fireworks was prohibited in Kyoto University Town.

"What... No... It's not... It's not me... Run..."Chapter 284 Double Standard Dog

Chapter 284 Double Standard Dog

不得不說,寧渺確實有點人格魅力在身上,從小到大就不缺人追.

When I was a kid, I was chased by my elders. When I went to school, I was chased by my teachers. When I was on vacation, I was chased by security guards.

It's quite exciting.

After running for more than ten miles in one breath, the group of four finally got rid of the pursuers.

Linghu Ying put her hands on her hips and pretended to be dissatisfied: "You are so stingy with the instant noodles worth a few dollars, and you are unwilling to buy an extra pack."

"You can set off fireworks worth tens of thousands of dollars just because you want to. This double standard is too obvious!"

Ning Miao looked very proud and patted Linghu Ying on the shoulder: "My dear sister won the championship, this is a great event, we have to set off a super big firework to celebrate! We don't have to invite the water army, but we have to have a good show!"

When Linghu Ying heard this, her eyes widened: "I also won the final exam, but you didn't show any appreciation at all!"

Ning Miao smiled awkwardly: "Um... I'll buy you a firecracker to celebrate someday, how about that? Just a token of my appreciation."

Linghu Ying jumped up and pretended to hit someone: "Just throwing cannons? You are too perfunctory!"

Ning Miao shrank directly behind Sheng Nian and poked his head out: "What else, throwing firecrackers is also quite fun."

Linghu Ying was so angry that she stamped her feet: "Double standard dog, you are a complete double standard dog!"

Ning Miao smiled and said, "Don't be angry. You saw the fireworks today. They were so beautiful. Let's celebrate together."

Linghu Ying rolled her eyes at her and said, "I got it by accident, you didn't put it there specifically for me, so it doesn't count!"

Sheng Nian's eyes darkened for a moment, then he smiled again: "Can I play a show for you?!"

Linghu Ying immediately brightened up: "Okay! I want to have a show too!"

Sheng Nian let out a long sigh: "Sisters, we must get it together!"

Amidst the laughter and joy, Ning Miao's stomach began to rumble...

Sheng Nian flexed his wrist and said, "I'm tired after working all day and I'm hungry. Let's go eat!"

Ning Miao immediately agreed: "Yes, yes, let's eat!"

The group of four found a busy restaurant, ordered a table full of dishes, and were very satisfied with the meal.

Afterwards, he went to the bathhouse to take a bath to wash away his fatigue, and then went back to nest to rest.

The next day, Ning Miao got up early in the morning. He had difficulty getting up for school, but not during holidays.

After washing up, Ning Miao excitedly suggested that they get together for dinner.

"Let's go to the Ice and Snow World. I heard it's a lot of fun there. The ice and snow sculptures are so beautiful!"

Sheng Nian immediately raised his hands and feet and agreed: "Okay, okay, I've wanted to go for a long time, but I never had the chance."

Linghu Ying also agreed: "I want to go too. I heard that the Ice and Snow World at night, when the lights are on, is magnificent and will definitely be a great photo opportunity!"

Ning Miao looked at Ning Ran: "Brother, do you want to join us?"

Ning Ran said calmly: "I need to repair my chain, I don't want to go."

When Ning Miao heard this, she immediately advised earnestly: "Brother, it will be New Year's Eve in a few days. There is no need to be so excited. Just relax."

Ning Ran was unmoved and said firmly: "No."

Ning Miao did not give up and continued, "You were fine when you were little, but since you awakened your talent, you have been either repairing chains or doing exercises. It's really boring."

Ning Ran still said those two words: "No."

Ning Miao pretended to be pitiful: "Brother... don't you really want to share the brotherly love with me? We can go out and play together, it will be so happy."

Ning Ran sighed helplessly, took out his phone, quickly operated a few times with his fingers, and directly transferred the money: "Go and have fun by yourself."

Ning Miao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted excitedly: "Thank you, brother...hahahaha..."

Ning Ran looked at her, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head speechlessly.

Linghu Ying looked envious: "Your brother is really good at speaking and his emotions are stable. Don't you really want to switch with me?"

Ning Miao directly refused: "No." After a pause, she continued: "But you can support him. You are a rich woman anyway, so supporting a younger brother is not a small matter."

Linghu Ying thought for a moment, "That's a good idea... Can I let him take the college entrance exam for me after I support him? I really don't want to review."

Ning Miao said seriously: "We have to pay more. The college entrance examination is not a trivial matter. It is very difficult."

Linghu Ying quickly asked, "How much? Just name a price, as long as it's not too outrageous, I can accept it."

Ning Miao touched his chin and said seriously: "Let me think about it..."

Sheng Nian also cheered on the side: "You only have one brother, ask for more, don't let her get away with it."

Ning Ran's face was dark, and he said helplessly: "I can hear it."

Ning Miao grinned and said, "Hold on, let's go, let's go out and tell him on our backs."

After saying that, the three of them left happily, leaving Ning Ran alone to clean up the mess.

…

More than an hour later, at the entrance of Ice and Snow World...

Linghu Ying looked at the endless team and her jaw almost dropped.

"Oh my god, there are so many people. How long will it take to queue up?"

Ning Miao's eyes rolled, a plan came to mind, and he quickly summoned a space penguin.

After all this explanation, the Space Penguin was dumbfounded.

He flapped his wings and said angrily, "You asked me to... I'm a contracted spirit, not sold at a cat cafe, how could I do such a thing!"

Ning Miao clenched his fists and threatened fiercely: "Just tell me whether you will do it or not?!"

The space penguin shuddered and nodded quickly: "Go ahead, I'll do it."

After saying that, the space penguin glided beautifully and rushed directly to the side of the team.

He first tilted his head and looked at the people around him innocently, his big blue eyes blinking.

The cute appearance instantly attracted a lot of people's attention, and there were bursts of exclamations from the crowd.

"Wow, what a cute penguin. Where did it come from?"

Seeing the good results, Space Penguin immediately increased its efforts.

Sometimes it rolled on the ground, sometimes it spun in circles quickly, and its adorable appearance made the crowd scream in surprise.

"Is this the working penguin of Ice and Snow World? So cute, I want to touch it!"

"So cute, even prettier than a doll."

"You're so good. You don't look like you've been tortured by life."

Space Penguin: I am being tortured by life nowπ_π

Suddenly, a dog pulling a sled lost control of the sled and rushed directly towards the space penguin.

The space penguin could have dodged, but it didn't, and instead took a solid hit.

When an ordinary animal collides with a contracted spirit, the latter will naturally suffer zero damage.

But after hanging out with Ning Miao for a long time, the space penguin's acting skills improved significantly. It just closed its eyes and lay on the ground, motionless.

It's so uncomfortable to pretend to be cute, I'm about to vomit it, so I might as well pretend to be dead!

Seeing this scene, everyone felt distressed. Many tourists who were still queuing rushed to the space penguin to check on its condition.

"What's wrong with this dog? How did it hit the penguin?"

"Little penguin, are you okay? Wake up!"

"The goose is so cute, how can you bump into the goose..."

"..."

Concerned comments continue to emerge...

Seeing this scene, Ning Miao smiled proudly: "Done." After saying that, he walked forward excitedly.

Linghu Ying followed behind and couldn't help laughing: "You are really good at letting the contracted spirit perform the honey trap."

寧渺仰起頭,一臉驕傲:「智慧,這都是智慧…冰雪大世界,臣服在朕的腳下吧!」