[Online Game] The Art of Headmaster

Jinwu fell to the west, head Song finished chopping the last bundle of firewood for the day, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.Staggeringly striding forward to the dining room, since Yong Wu was selected as the chef of the dining room, the benefits of the Qionghua Sect have skyrocketed.The system automatically copied the recipes that Yong Wu had learned, directly enabling Qionghua Pie to achieve a qualitative leap from having nothing to eat to being able to order food.

In this regard, the old liar Song Zhanmen uttered a long list of nonsense with tears in his eyes.

"Master..." The round-faced youth stared at Song Wenshen wolfing down a bowl of pork rib noodles, hesitant to speak, "Chopping firewood consumes so much energy, you should stop doing this task in the future."

Song Wenshen stared angrily with a rib in his mouth, "How can you give up system tasks! This is a gift from nature!" After finishing his sentence, he clicked his lips twice. "Children are ignorant."

"Don't pay attention to that old liar." Yan Linlang walked slowly into the kitchen with a bundle of dry firewood. He Shi Shiran put down the dry firewood and sat at the table, playing with a green bamboo fan with his slender fingers like jade. A white chrysanthemum petal slid down from the fan.Everyone has been immune to his aura of pretentious special effects. Yong Wu glanced at him and blurted out, "Did you stuff the petals in the fan on purpose?"

Yan Linlang froze, and said with a smile, "The Qionghua in the sect is blooming pretty well."

Song Wenshen took a sip of the soup, "I bet a coin that Xiaoyan has a sack of Qionghua petals in his backpack."

Yan Linlang could hardly hold back his elegant and leisurely smile, "Yong Wu, do you know why the head insists on chopping firewood every day?" He took a sip of weak tea and said slowly, "Because the reward is so much money."

Yong Wu suddenly realized and glanced at Song Wenshen, then at Yan Linlang's dry firewood, as if he knew something.

"Little Yan." Song Wenshen asked in a serious tone, "Have you changed your equipment again?" The two looked at each other with a sense of sympathy, "It's very expensive." He clicked on Yan Linlang's equipment information, and immediately The look in his eyes changed from admiration to contempt, and this kind of rubbish attribute can also be dealt with. Where is the bottom line of this person.

Yong Wu quickly steamed a fish for Yan Linlang, "Brother Yan is fine, where did you spend all your money?"

Song Wenshen looked hopeless, "Where do you think the coal spices in your dining room come from every day? They are all daily expenses in the headmaster's system." Recently, the system has gone too far. They have to be deducted from his small coffers. He tried to stab the elder of the internal affairs hall of Michong to death several times, so what's the use of you!

Yong Wu let out a long sigh, and put an extra piece of ginger into Yan Linlang's fish.Head Song looked at him like he was looking at a moth.

... It's me who spends money, why is it so cheap?

The lives of the poor are surprisingly similar, but the rich have their own way of making money.Shutu obviously belongs to the type of working hard to get rich. Since learning the Liuyun sword technique, he has spent eight out of ten days retreating to practice proficiency.As for He You, I don't know why he is so rich. They strongly suspect that this guy is a RMB player.The most infuriating thing is Gu Mei, who is obviously a hand-chopping snack party, but she has become a rich man by eating her younger brother's soft food!It is simply unbearable!

"So why did you delete Gu Zhaoxi from the sect's blacklist?" Yan Linlang ate gracefully.

"Because Gu Mei sometimes rescues me."

Ha ha.

"Hey, are they all there?"

Song Wenshen raised his head angrily, who is so short-sighted? "You are presbyopic at such a young age?"

Hua Baimei's peach blossom eyes were misty and watery, she tilted her head in confusion, a few strands of curly hair were messily pasted around her neck. "Old Song, how many people are here?" Uncle Hua, a generation of rough men, has never counted how many people there are in the Qionghua faction.He counted his fingers for a long time, and Song Wenshen looked at him with caring eyes throughout the whole process, "It seems that the Broken Jade Sword is not there, where is your little friend?"

Song Wen sighed deeply, then turned to ask Yan Linlang, "Is there any medicine in the game that will make you mentally retarded?"

Yan Linlang said seriously, "I think it must be a high-level poison technique."

"Tsk, it looks like he was born with it." As soon as he finished speaking, a scarlet long sword lay across his neck.Song Wenshen shivered, and said with a sneer, "Don't get excited, Laohua. Hey... your sword is so cute, why does it have a pink spike."

"Fuck, old flower, why did your eyes change!"

Fortunately, Gu Zhaoci and Ji Wuping arrived at the same time to avoid the bloody incident, "Huh? Why did you two arrive together?" Hua Baimei diverted her attention, gossiping. "Let me tell Gu Zhaoxi." As he spoke, he opened the private chat system. Even though Gu Zhaoxi was a rabies patient, as a top master in the world, they still added each other as friends.

Ji Wuping glanced at his head, "Aren't you afraid that the news about you looking for Gu Zhaoxi will spread?"

"What's the matter?" The head of Hua is a straight man.

"It will become a fan fiction with a whole page." The head of Song gloated and took out a post newspaper.

"Why did the head of Hua come to the door in person?" Gu Zhaoci filled the vacant place on the table, and Yong Wu thoughtfully brought a plate of delicate mung bean cakes.

Only then did Hua Baimei stop her teasing thoughts and start talking about business. "Actually, there is a mission for you to help."

Song Wen took a deep bite of mung bean cake, "Is this mission special?"

"Why do you see that?" Hua Baimei looked at Song Wenshen with a little bit of speculation in her eyes.

"You are the head of a purely female school. If you raise your arms casually, all the men in the world will follow you. Why did you come to me?"

Hua Baimei rubbed her chin with her index finger, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "This sounds a bit strange. This task is indeed a bit tricky."

The cause of the incident was that one of Hua Baimei's disciples had completed a high-level task. Early in the morning, Hua Baimei's head was called to drink tea by the pigeon of the martial arts leader. It took half a day to grind out the task.Before leaving, the leader looked at Sect Leader Hua's frail body, and suddenly remembered that although Sect Leader Hua was a bit rough, his subordinates seemed to be all girls, and he seemed a little worried.So sympathetically added a condition to the task trigger, which must be completed by the two sects. At that time, Hua Baimei almost challenged the leader of the martial arts, which almost made a big news.

"This is discrimination." Hua Baimei took a sip of tea and found that Yong Wu had added beauty-enhancing flowers to his tea. "I'm going to the forum to complain."

"Forget it." Song Wenshen broke the siege, "Just the group of cute girls under your command, writing novels is okay, but if there is a real fight, how many of the entire Fuqu faction can do it?"

"Wuping." Hua Baimei snapped her fingers.

The fan of blood clothes brushed against Song Wenshen's forehead. If Ji Wuping hadn't been merciful, Song Wenshen would have lost most of his blood no matter how fast he reacted.Ji Wuping's fan technique is not comparable to Yan Linlang's forcibly reformed sword technique. The Qianhong high-level sword technique in her hand will definitely not live up to the reputation of the killing star of the Fuqu Sect.Ji Wuping retracted the fan, but somehow it touched a mechanism, and an inch-long sharp blade popped out from the front end of the blood-clothed fan.Seeing this, Song Wenshen touched his forehead and smiled at the other party, "It seems that Miss Ji is not willing to disfigure me."

Ji Wuping's eyes moved slightly, he was just about to teach Master Song what it means to forcibly tease a girl and die quickly, when he suddenly stopped, Gu Zhaoci put his hand on the hilt of the Broken Jade Sword.

"So you came to see us?" Song Wenshen propped his chin and laughed. "Can't you handle the other four sects?"

Hua Baimei sighed, "The player is okay, but the NPC has to gain favor, trouble."

Song Wenshen slammed the table down, making a loud bang. "it's fate!"

"Shut up." Hua Baimei didn't listen to his tricks at all, and she knew that the big flicker was hooked again by looking at the other party's appearance. "There is a labor fee."

Song Wenshen's complexion suddenly changed, revealing the face of a good old man. "Old flower, you have difficulties, I must help! Brother, do you think so?"

Hua Baimei drank her tea and got up, "I'll let you know the time and place when the time comes. You call the Venerable Master."

"Wait." Song Wenshen stood up and put his arm around Sect Master Hua's waist. "What's the hurry, we haven't finished talking yet."

Hua Baimei glanced at that hand, thinking that this person would really do something when he disagreed with him, and suddenly thought for no reason why Gu Zhaoxi always ran to his brother, there are wolves in the sect! "What else do you want to say?"

Song Wenshen put his two fingers together and rubbed them obscenely, "Fee rate?"

Hua Baimei's eyelids twitched and she rolled her eyes, "Why are you so picky?"

Master Song smiled kindly, "Of course not talking to me. Our sect's second brother is in charge of the money."

Yong Wu was dumbfounded, didn't he hear that Yan Linlang was in charge of money?He is a moonlight...

Yan Linlang smiled frankly, "Master Hua, let's sit down and discuss in detail."

Only the poor know how to bargain!Head Song stroked his chin contentedly, look at Gu Mei's young master, let him bargain?Don't think about it!At the critical moment, the second child is still reliable!

The author has something to say: Head Song with an innocent face: I am really straight!It's just a misunderstanding!

Wild rice dishes: Hehe.