MTL - Tempest of the Stellar War-Chapter 7 Little poem

It is said that this time, in addition to the dawn of the elite, and some of the teachers of the God of War Academy to participate, this is a great opportunity to ask.

However, how could she invite these two guys.

"Well, I look forward to the two coming. I will send you the invitation later."

Today, Yue Jing and Ye Zisu’s attitude is surprisingly good. For the first time, Yan Xiaoshu was so close to the admired person that he had no idea what the surname was.

"Boss, you said, how confident is I?"

Wang Hao shrugged, these two girls are good characters, if there is no left in the small bones, but what can he say?

Everything is in case, I hope he is lucky.

In the distance, Yue Jing and Ye Zisu also laughed very happy. "The two fools must be very happy and surprised."

"On that day, they will be even more unexpected!" Yue Jing said coldly.

She heard from Wang Zisu that Wang Hao was ignoring him, and she was very self-satisfied. Let this idiot know that what is unattainable!

It’s a sin to be lazy to eat swan meat. It’s sinful to be lazy and ignore the swan!

The classroom has basically become a tea party. Everyone is talking about the future and the ideal. Those who are determined to settle are more passionate. Yan Xiao can finally sleep smoothly. At this time, the teacher will not care for him. Wang Hao is also Pondering his future.

The military academy does not have to think about it. His genetic number does not even have the qualification to participate. He can only wait for military service after three months. Now it is about how to live in these three months. Now it is equal to graduation, only to the point. The proof is to ponder over the rations of tomorrow.

Open Tianxun, the nearby job search information is clear at a glance, but most of them have work experience, and the age is also above 20, and the academic qualifications are not for middle school students. Wang Hao is also a little depressed, is he going to starve?

After school, Wang Hao began his career as a job, but his situation is still full, and the high is not low. However, after the recruitment of the duck restaurant, it seems that it is still possible.

Standing at the entrance of the restaurant, Wang Hao adjusted his expression, smiled, kind and sincere smile, and wanted to come to the handyman without any technical content.

Just ready to open the door, the door turned out to be open, so sincere?

A figure slammed into Wang Hao, and Wang Hao was almost instinctively flashing.

"Help, the bad guys chase me!"

A pair of white hands like jade grabbed Wang Hao’s arm and the cap was lifted slightly, revealing a dirty face.

Hey, at the same time, the world is falling.

Two black waiters dressed in black suits rushed out, one of them immediately swearing. "Bunny scorpion, dare to eat the tyrant meal, look for death, pay the money quickly, or you two together."

To be honest, Wang Hao wanted to swing his hand and not take a cloud, but somehow, the pitiful eyes made him soft, and if he was seen by the bones, he didn’t know how to do it. Fighting.

"How much money." Wang Hao was speechless. It is enough to have dozens of meals in this place. Why do you have to beat people?

"Very good, five hundred and thirty, give you a discount, even five hundred."

"Don't be me, you have a maximum of a hundred and a dozen pieces in this place!" Wang said.

"Fat, this girl came in and ordered every dish!"

Wang also understands the truth. If you don't have money, don't charge a hero.

"I have three hundred pieces on my body, you have to take it, or the police will take us away."

Wang Hao shrugged with a bachelor's stick. "If you don't, hit me for a meal."

Although a bit depressed, but halfway is not the style of Wang Hao.

The two waiters glanced at the three hundred pieces of Wang Hao and grabbed them. "You two little bastards, roll fast!"

Speaking of a punch to Wang Hao, the other party immediately slammed his hands and jumped. Wang Hao touched his face and instantly took back one hundred pieces. "One hundred, but the addiction can also ""

When someone hits your left face, you may wish to extend your right face. One hundred pieces can last for a few days.

The two face each other, their hands have swollen, and they glanced at Wang Hao and ran away.

Wang Hao shrugged helplessly, this family does not have to try, how to find a job in this year is so difficult.

There is a small tail behind him.

Wang Hao stopped and turned, and the small tail stopped, and looked up, and it was the pitiful big eyes.

Rubbing, Wang Hao’s snoring to the mouth had to be swallowed, and the dirty eyes had a strange power.

"Classmates, the same people are degrading, you also thank me, but don't follow me, frankly, I am a poor man, just all my family, I have not finished the next meal, I have to go to eat overlord. meal."

After Wang Hao turned and left, he had to find a job. This is not a joke. Without food, King Kong can also be hungry into a soft candy.

But the little tail actually followed.

"Little girl, you are following me, believe it or not, I am jealous of you!"

The girl in front of her eyes is almost as big as him, wearing a sportswear that is obviously inappropriate, and a poor expression is a little smaller.

When I was on the table, the tears of the girl slammed down. Wang Hao suddenly had no idea. I was really shameful. How can I speak loudly to the girl?

"Sorry, small... cough, my name is Wang Hao, what is your name?" Suddenly, Wang Hao found that the other person's age seems to be similar to himself, and it is not good for a small girl.

The girl screamed, "I don't know, I can't remember anything."

Wang Hao was a little dizzy, the work was not found, and he brought back a drag bottle.

Wang Hao brought the "small poem" back home. The small poem is the code name given by Wang Hao, which is the homonym of amnesia. Fortunately, there is still food in the house. Wang Hao rummages through the cabinet and almost turns his home to the bottom. Finally found eighty, one hundred and eighty, the days are not bad.

When the little poem arrives at Wang Hao’s small room, it becomes very peaceful, not as fearful as outside.

"Small poem, go wash, I will get some food." I have to say that the taste of this little girl is really a bit sorry for the revolutionary masses.

After a day of tossing, the weather is too late, Wang Hao has long been hungry and has a back.

Instant noodles are also a good meal.

The sound of the bathroom stopped, and the little poetry dressed in Wang Hao’s T-shirt came out. “Sorry, I only found this dress.”

"Just wear it, I will take you there tomorrow..."

Rao is the strength of Wang’s classmates, and it’s also a loss of life. It’s awful. It seems that it’s really running, can you just pick up a little fairy?

The long hair of lavender micro-rolls, I don’t know where to dye it, it’s quite natural, the skin like white jade, smooth and shiny, frankly, Wang Hao has never seen such a beautiful girl, and most importantly, this woman The child has a pair of stars like a scorpion, clear and crystal clear, and the leaf basil is really a sweet potato in front of her. Aura, her body is full of fresh taste.

"No, ah, such a beautiful little poem, you should be able to sell a lot of money!" Wang classmates pulled their fingers.

The opposite poem was shocked. "Hey brother, don't sell me, I am very energetic and can do a lot of work."

"Khan, I am joking." Wang Hao felt that she was bad enough to bully a girl who lost her memory.

At this time, Wang Hao noticed that the little poem was wearing his clothes. He had just covered his buttocks. The slender legs were called art.

From top to bottom, every part is perfect, this kind of person is simply not supposed to exist.

Rub, this girl is not small.

"Is it a bit strange?" The little poem pulled down and pulled the clothes. The impact of this action on Wang Hao was even more fierce.

"Cough, a small poem, I will take you to the Tianxun public service system tomorrow, and then send you home. I will be here today."

Wang Wei focused his attention on his own noodles. Grandma’s legs and his own training for two years turned out to collapse.

"Thank you, brother."

The sound of a small poem is also beautiful, soft, as if it can penetrate the heart.

After three, five, and two, the face was eaten, and there was no image. I was full of life. I was eating and drinking, and I was very cool. It was very difficult for me to be very calm.

"I sleep on the sofa, you sleep inside." Wang Hao threw the shoes, and the big-legged scorpion stretched out very comfortably. Sleeping was a very happy thing for him.

In the Rubik's Cube, even sleeping is a nightmare, and now the plain life is the same as heaven.

After almost three seconds, the little poem heard the voice of Wang Hao, this...

Wang Hao’s room was not chaotic, because there was almost nothing. The little poem lying on the bed suddenly had a glimmer of light in his eyes, and the snoring outside was really rude. The little poem couldn’t help but smile, but there was such a fool. .

This feeling, although the bed is very uncomfortable, but the mood is very good.

The day is just bright, Wang Hao went out to practice in the morning, the bones said, want to become a super warrior to both internal and external repairs, the exercises are internal strength, training for muscles and endurance is external, the two must coordinate with each other to achieve the best The effect, physical fitness is to be maintained, and the sleep is very fragrant yesterday, let alone Yan Shaosheng rarely come ~www.novelbuddy.com~ suddenly there is a girl in the family who has a home atmosphere.

It didn't take long for the breakfast to enter the door, and the doorbell came very fast. "Boss, open the door!"

Open the door, Yan Xiaosu looks still intact, "Well, the parts are complete, you Laozi has let you go like this?" Wang Hao snarled.

"Mao, the **** blossoms, but with the eloquence of this highly wealthy handsome, finally get through the storm!"

"Oh, what reason is used this time?" Wang Hao is also very curious, and Yan Xiaoshu has a considerable hand in convincing people.

"Of course it is the birthday of the goddess, I said, how can we not smash the style of our strict family, so we are also the people who have a face in Beijing."

Yan Xiaosu was quite awkward and smiled. "The old man's best face, the birthday party of the daughter of the parliament, hit his soft palate. I made ample preparation this time. I took the leaf basil and my life became great. You should also find a target, the mech can not be a wife, will graduate soon, or a virgin, say no more face!"

"Hey brother, do you have a guest?" A crisp voice sounded, and Wang Hao forgot this one.

When he was on the scene, he was petrified, and he stared at the little poem. The saliva was like the Lushan Waterfall, flying down three thousand feet.

Yan classmates stunnedly grasped Wang Hao’s hands. “Brother, please introduce to your dearest brother, is this beautiful woman in front of me?”

(Seeking a referral, thank you, about the war **** covenant, to kill all opponents, or the defending fortress of the other side as a victory condition, but the former is mostly!)