The Daily Life of the Immortal King

There are many more messages on Weibo, Lie Mengmeng randomly flipped through one of them, it was either forwarded by the official blog of the Cultivation Sect, or a certain sect elder or even the head teacher left a message below.

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Lie Mengmeng glanced at Father Wang, grabbed the mouse and closed the Weibo page: "Don't struggle, you'd better type hard..."

As soon as Lie Mengmeng finished speaking, Father Wang saw that the mobile phone on the table vibrated suddenly, and received a secret text message with the number displayed as "7777777".

When he saw the number displayed, Father Wang already knew who it was.

Opening the text message, it was the "adult" who sent it.

The adult: "I saw your Weibo, someone wants to arrest you? What is that red hair medicinal wine made of? Do you want me to find someone to check? Forget it... I will just order the trademark to be blocked." , I have already asked Dean Qi to locate your mobile phone. If anyone in Songhai City comes to find you, Dean Qi will know immediately. I will find whoever I am after you... So update it quickly! No fairy Wang Wang, I am going to die! _(:3 」∠)_”

Father Wang: "..."

Lie Mengmeng stood far away, did not see the specific content of Father Wang's text message, but it was obvious. He saw that when Father Wang saw this text message, the expression on his face had become dead silent...

And the text message number just now is actually seven sevens!

Needless to say, I knew that this must be a reminder text message from some big fan.

7 7...

Emmm... Lie Mengmeng held her chin and thought for a while: The world focuses on you! ?

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Thursday, July 20, the thirteenth week of school.

During self-study this afternoon, Wang Ling was going to test the medicine ball, and the opening ceremony was over. There was not a 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 while they didn't want to take a break during their self-study in the afternoon.

Throughout the 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, the other was the former classmate Shi Shuai, and the other was Hu Su, who had been repeated for four years and whose grades had improved by leaps and bounds 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 the side, and he got into trouble a lot in school. The results of the ten students the day before yesterday showed that everyone performed exceptionally well, but Shi Shuai was the only one who was at the bottom. Teacher Ye reckoned that this matter should have a big blow to Shi Shuai .

So in today's medicine ball game, regardless of whether Shi Shuai's performance is good or not, Teacher Ye will decide to encourage a wave. After hitting a stick, he has to give a candy. This is the basic operation.

Every teacher in No. 60 Middle School attaches great importance to spiritual education, and the success of spiritual education will directly affect a person's future.

Especially in the period when the special honor of the first year of high school produces emptiness and confusion, and it is easy to be cynical and like to post some particularly hypocritical non-mainstream words in the space and circle of friends... It is particularly important to correctly guide the spiritual construction.

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This time, the three referees who were in charge of supervision were still the day before yesterday and yesterday, but this time the arbitrator was replaced by the old referee among the three. Odd Zhuo was not present today due to work.

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 games, we will have a total of four students, Wang Ling, Fang Xing, Shi Shuai and Hu Su. Finally, add up the throwing distance of the four people to calculate the total score. One point for one meter! The full score is 100 meters!"

After finishing speaking, the old referee handed the special red solid ball in his hand to Shi Shuai: "You come first!" The old referee did not do this intentionally, but purely because Shi Shuai was relatively close. That's all. Although Shi Shuai left a strong impression on people the day before yesterday, it is indeed quite deep.

However, there must always be a chance for people to change their ways... What if someone performed well today!

An ordinary person's medicine ball weighs five to eight kilograms. If you want to keep an ordinary medicine ball during the foundation building period, throwing it for a few hundred meters is of course not a problem. However, this red medicine ball was specially customized by the cultivation school. It was a medicine ball specially made for the foundation-building period cultivators. Although it was a small one, it weighed 100 kilograms.

Shi Shuai couldn't help sinking his hands the moment he started. Although it was not as easy as the old referee holding the ball with one hand, it was still no problem to make a throw. The old referee is a cultivator at the golden core stage, and this medicine ball at the foundation stage is as heavy as lifting a chicken to him.

On the other side, the remaining two referees have already set up a "sand road" with a sand gourd magic weapon on the playground of No. 60 Middle School. This is to prevent damage to the playground when the medicine ball falls to the ground. It is 100 meters long, but the three referees generally feel that the students in the foundation period have not received professional training, so it is impossible for them to throw too far.

Yesterday, the best results of the two key high schools, Kaoshan High School and Jinyuan High School, were only 70 meters away from the person who threw the furthest.

What's more, in terms of medicine ball, judging from the results of previous years, the No. 60 High School is not competitive. In the past two years, they failed, and the results were at the bottom. The results of the No. 59 High School dropped six A large part of the tenth.

When the medicine ball was officially thrown, Shi Shuai couldn't help but look at Wang Ling. He had been looking for an opportunity to apologize to Wang Ling.

Shi Shuai has been planning this matter since the opening ceremony ended the day before yesterday. He repeated the line of apology countless times in his heart, but he just couldn't say it. And now there are a lot of people nearby, he is not embarrassed at all...

"Let's compete first... then find another opportunity!" Shi Shuai gritted his teeth secretly, and then looked at Bai Misha in front of him seriously.

Accumulate energy, then put your body into the "catapult" posture, roaring and throwing it forward: "—Go you!!!"

Shi Shuai's medicine ball threw a perfect arc in the void, and finally fell into the bunker ahead...

Fuck! ?

73 meters?

The old referee and the two referees beside him, including Teacher Ye and all the students in the field, were completely dumbfounded...

On the side, Fang Xing showed a smile that he had expected.

He noticed that Wang Ling quietly withdrew his raised finger.