novelraw #308 - Chapter 308 Dawn Squad
#308 - Chapter 308 Dawn Squad
“Daoboa Daoist, what are you planning to draw today?”
Standing in front of the Synthesis Hall, Sikong Yaoyao, who had just gotten out of the car, couldn't contain her curiosity to see Qi Jing's lottery draw.
Every time Qi Jing draws a lottery, it feels very interesting, and the main thing is that she can get some of the things he draws.
Although they are all scraps that Qi Jing doesn't need, for her, a money-grubber, things that can be sold for points are good things, very satisfying.
“Drawing some cigarettes.”
Qi Jing put the car back into the space, and then pulled Tan Zuoyin towards the Synthesis Hall:
Sikong Yaoyao also trotted to catch up.
“Then draw some expensive cigarettes.”
Pushing open the door, what came into view was the empty hall.
It's early in the morning, so not many people come here to synthesize, and the peanut gallery hasn't arrived yet.
“Here!”
No, Yan Cheng and the others are still tinkering with their mechs at the appraisal machine.
“What have you guys figured out?”
Seeing Qi Jing walking over, Yan Cheng pointed to the helmet on the appraisal machine and said:
“I found that these mechs are not considered a whole at the appraisal machine, but are pieced together, so if you want to appraise them, you can only disassemble them first.”
Saying that, he pointed to the screen of the appraisal machine:
“Look, this helmet contains several kinds of things, so it can't be appraised.”
Qi Jing followed his finger and saw the words written on it:
【The number of items exceeds the limit, unable to appraise】
“How stupid, this appraisal machine can only appraise one thing at a time.”
Yan Cheng also planned to see what other uses this helmet had besides the functions listed in the manual.
“It's quite stupid, let's go, let's go draw a lottery.”
As soon as he thought that he could draw good things immediately, Qi Jing quickened his pace unconsciously.
As for the appraisal machine, he really didn't want to bother with it now.
“Let's go, let's go.”
Qi Jing had already sensed Cen Xi and her teammates chatting and laughing upstairs.
The soundproofing of the Synthesis Hall is really good, they can laugh so loudly in the room and you can't hear it outside.
Behind the door, seven female senior students and two old men were chatting inside.
Team Leader Hong and Grandpa Mo Wang were seriously discussing something, while Gou Dehao was showing off the gadgets in his bag of tricks to the remaining girls one by one.
Only Teacher Cen was like a hamster, chewing on food, without any intention of watching Gou Dehao's performance.
“Wow, the complete series of the Dawn Squad! Idol, please sign my autograph!”
Qi Jing was still standing at the door when Sikong Yaoyao squeezed in from behind.
She took out her small notebook and signature pen that she carried with her, approached the group of girls, and shouted:
“Senior students, I am a loyal fan of your team, please sign my autograph for me.”
“Easy, easy, Junior Sister, let me sign for you.”
One of the girls with pink wavy hair took the paper and pen from Sikong Yaoyao's hand, and skillfully signed the team name and her own name, and also stuffed this notebook into the hands of others one by one.
It seemed that she was already used to signing autographs.
Qi Jing quietly asked in a low voice: “Is Teacher Cen's team very famous?”
Yan Cheng and the others shook their heads: “I don't know, I haven't paid attention to it.”
They have nothing to do to search for Teacher Cen's team, anyway, it definitely won't be bad.
“Xiao Qi is here, come in quickly, what are you doing standing there?”
Gou Dehao raised his hand and beckoned them to sit down.
“As expected of Xiao Qi, the speed of passing a trial is much better than my grandson.”
The short-haired senior student Xiao Xin, who was chewing bubble gum, said:
“Isn't it all because of your bad idea, you had to trick Xiao Xi, which made her keep complaining about me.”
The instruction Cen Xi received was issued by her.
At that time, she didn't want to send it, what if Cen Xi accidentally ruined her student's trial?
However, under the suggestion of Gou Dehao and Mo Wang, she had no choice but to send out this additional instruction.
It made Cen Xi complain to her several times after she came out, owing her a lot of meat.
“How can you blame me, I didn't expect Xiao Xi to create such a big wave.”
Gou Dehao had a smile on his face, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be all soaked out of bad water.
“Xiao Xi is more clever than before, I really didn't expect her level, it directly pulled my grandson away for several days.”
Xiao Xin's bubble burst:
“You just trick your grandson like this.”
“Isn't the grandson used to trick, so that he can exercise his ability.”
Gou Dehao's way of training Gou Yigou is to let him fend for himself, and occasionally add some obstacles.
The main reason is that Mo Wang often gives Gou Yigou good things. If he doesn't stop it, Gou Yigou will become a pay-to-win warrior.
In his opinion, only being strong in oneself is truly strong.
“Is this Xiao Xi's student? Come, Martial Uncle will give you some meeting gifts.”
The pink-haired elder sister took out a handful of pink candies from under the table and handed them to Qi Jing and the others.
“After eating these candies, you will feel itchy all over, even large alien beasts will roll all over the ground from the itch.”
Yan Cheng, who had just put this candy in his mouth, was so frightened when he heard this that he hurriedly spit it out.
“Martial Uncle, will it be okay to just lick this candy?”
Yan Cheng already felt a little itchy when he said this.
Martial Uncle Huanhuan with pink hair said:
“It's okay, if you just lick it, the itch will be over in ten seconds.”
“Ah?”
Just after Yan Cheng was shocked, he felt a burst of itching in his stomach.
He immediately reached out to scratch it, but the itchy place seemed to exist in another dimension, and he couldn't scratch it no matter how hard he tried.
“It's so itchy.”
Then it was his arms, thighs, soles of his feet, and wrists, and even his forehead was itchy.
In an instant, Yan Cheng felt that the world began to blur, as if he had become an ant nest where ants lived, and all the blood vessels were passages for ants.
They walked back and forth inside, crawled back and forth, and occasionally rubbed against each other with their leg hairs.
“Ah, eh ~”
Seeing Yan Cheng like this, Song Jiang and the others immediately put the candy in their hands into their backpacks, and then ran into the bathroom next to them to wash their hands.
In case they accidentally rubbed it on the food, even a little bit would be a big deal.
Fortunately, the time was only ten seconds, and Yan Cheng only experienced ten seconds of being worse than dead.
Qi Jing looked at Yan Cheng, who was paralyzed on the ground, and leaned down and asked:
“Lao Yan, are you okay?”
“I, I think, I know, what, hell, is.”
Yan Cheng couldn't even speak smoothly.
He had just truly experienced what it meant to be unable to go to heaven and unable to enter the earth, and for the first time understood the literal meaning of "suffering."
“Martial Uncle, why didn't you say it earlier~”
Martial Uncle Huanhuan said with a wicked smile: “Oh dear, didn't I not have time, so, Martial Uncle, I will apologize to you and give you some good things.”
Hearing that there was a gift, Yan Cheng instantly became happy, but then he asked suspiciously.
“It won't be this kind of candy again, will it?”
“Of course not, I'll give you this.”
Huanhuan put her hand under the table again and groped, and took out a purple candy.
“After eating this poison candy, you will die immediately, which is much more powerful than the itchy candy just now, how is it?”
“Thank you, Martial Uncle!”
As long as it is a useful item, Yan Cheng likes it.
This candy looks good to draw!