There were many more messages on Weibo. Lie Mengmeng randomly browsed one of them. It was either a message forwarded on the official blog of the Cultivation Sect, or a certain sect elder or even the headmaster left a message below.
A person whose certification information is shown as: President of Hua Xiu Guo Leiden University @ Director of Guodian Martial Arts Hall, commented: Procrastination does not exist. I can’t help but want to educate the author of any procrastination. impulse!
From @罗利仙 instructor blog: Isn’t Wang Situ tired? Our Xianjiao provides door-to-door performance services to enhance your mental arousal! We don’t charge! Just update it a lot! If necessary, please send a private message to Guan Bo Niang! mwah!
Comments from @paladin's legend_milk rider's official Weibo under @罗丽仙教: Guan Bo Niang! Seeking attention! Asking for mutual fans!
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Lie Mengmeng glanced at Dad Wang, grabbed the mouse and closed the Weibo page: "Stop struggling, you should try your best to code..."
As soon as Lie Mengmeng finished speaking, Dad Wang saw the phone on the table vibrate suddenly and received a secret text message with the number "7777777".
When he saw the number displayed, Dad Wang already knew who it was.
When I opened the text message, I saw that it was from the "adult".
The adult: "I saw your Weibo. Someone wants to arrest you? What does the red-haired medicinal wine do? Do you want me to find someone to check it? Forget it... I will directly order the trademark to be blocked. I have asked Dean Qi to locate your mobile phone. If anyone comes looking for you in Songhai City, Dean Qi will know it right away. I will find whoever is looking for you... So please update quickly! No Immortal King is watching. , I’m going to die!_(:3 ∠)_”
Dad Wang: “…”
Lie Mengmeng stood far away and did not see the specific content of this text message from Father Wang, but it was obvious. He saw that when Father Wang saw this text message, the expression on his face was filled with deathly silence...
And the text message number just now was actually 7 times 7!
Needless to say, I knew this must be a reminder message from a big fan.
7 7…
Emmm... Lie Mengmeng held her chin and thought for a moment: The world is focused on you!
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July 20th is the 13th Thursday of school.
During self-study this afternoon, Wang Ling was going to test the medicine ball. The opening ceremony was already over. There was no large audience of three grades like last time, which made him feel a lot more at ease. However, there were still people watching, and they all came out to watch during self-study in the afternoon because they didn’t want to rest.
In the entire first year of high school, besides Wang Ling, there were three other people who signed up for the medicine ball event. One was Fang Xing, one was the former classmate Shi Shuai, and the other was Hu Su, who had been repeating the grade for four years and had made rapid progress recently. .
After the slap in the face the day before yesterday, Shi Shuai was no longer as arrogant as yesterday, which made Teacher Ye very happy.
Shi Shuai is usually a thorn in his side, and he gets into trouble a lot in school. In the results of the ten students the day before yesterday, all of them performed exceptionally well, but Shi Shuai was at the bottom. Teacher Ye estimates that this incident will have a big impact on Shi Shuai. .
So in today's medicine ball competition, no matter whether Shi Shuai's score is good or not, Teacher Ye will decide to encourage him. If he hits a stick, he will be given a candy. This is the basic operation.
Every teacher in No. 60 Middle School attaches great importance to spiritual education. The success of spiritual construction education will directly affect a person's future.
Especially in the period when special honors like the first year of high school lead to emptiness and confusion, and it is easy to be cynical and like to post some particularly pretentious and non-mainstream texts in social media and friend circles... It is particularly important to correctly guide the construction of the soul.
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The three referees who were in charge of supervision this time were still the same three referees who came the day before yesterday and yesterday, but this time the arbitrator was replaced by an experienced referee among the three. Zhuo Yi was not present today due to work reasons.
The old referee held a special red medicine ball and explained before the game: "According to the competition rules of the medicine ball event in this district league sports meeting, we will play a total of four students, Wang Ling, Fang Xing, Shi Shuai and Hu Su. The results are evaluated, and finally the throwing distances of the four people are added up to calculate the total score. One meter is worth one point! The full score is one hundred meters!"
After finishing speaking, the old referee handed the special red medicine ball in his hand to Shi Shuai: "You go first!" The old referee did not do this intentionally, but simply because Shi Shuai was closer. That’s all. Although the impression Shi Shuai left on people the day before yesterday was indeed quite profound.
However, you have to give people a chance to change... What if someone performs well today!
Ordinary people's medicine balls weigh between five kilograms and eight kilograms. If you want to keep an ordinary medicine ball during the foundation building period, it is certainly not a problem to throw it several hundred meters. However, this red medicine ball was specially customized by the cultivation school. It is a medicine ball specially made for competitions for cultivators in the foundation-building stage. Although it is a small one, it weighs one hundred kilograms.
Shi Shuai couldn't help but sink his hands as soon as he took the ball. Although it was not as easy as the old referee holding the ball with one hand, there was still no problem in throwing it. The old referee is a cultivator in the Golden Core stage. To him, this solid ball in the Foundation stage is as heavy as lifting a chicken.
On the other side, the remaining two referees have already arranged a "sand path" with a sand gourd magic weapon on the playground of No. 60 Middle School. This is to prevent the solid ball from causing damage to the playground when it falls to the ground. The sand path It is one hundred meters long, but the three referees generally feel that students in the foundation-building period have not received professional training and cannot throw too far.
Yesterday, the best result of the two key high schools, Kaoshan High School and Jinyuan High School, was that the person who threw the farthest was only seventy meters.
What's more, in the medicine ball event, judging from the results in previous years, No. 60 Middle School is not competitive. It failed in the first two years, and its results were at the bottom. The results of No. 59 Middle School were six times behind. A big hit out of ten.
When he was officially throwing the medicine ball, Shi Shuai couldn't help but glance at Wang Ling. He had been looking for an opportunity to apologize to Wang Ling.
Shi Shuai had been planning this matter since the opening ceremony the day before yesterday. He repeated the apology lines in his heart countless times, but he just couldn't say it out loud. And there are so many people nearby now that he is embarrassed at all...
"Let's compete first... and then find another opportunity!" Shi Shuai gritted his teeth secretly, then looked at Bai Misha in front of him seriously and said.
After accumulating strength, he put his body into a "slingshot" position and threw it forward with a roar: "-Let's go!!!"
Shi Shuai's medicine ball was thrown in the void in a perfect arc, and finally fell into the bunker in front...
Damn it!
73 meters
The old referee and the two referees next to him, including Teacher Ye and all the students on the court, were immediately stunned...
Beside him, Fang Xing showed an expected smile.
He noticed that Wang Ling quietly retracted his raised fingers.
(End of chapter)