Chapter 880
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Yang Ping looked at the boss, looked puzzled and asked, "what's the harvest?"
The boss smiled vaguely, took Yang Ping to the corner and whispered, "I don't tell him yet, but you are a good friend of secretary Yang. I must be very comfortable introducing a place. The service inside is first-class."
When the boss talks about service, his eyes shine with cheap light, as if he were in love for the first time.
Yang Ping was more puzzled and asked, "is there any service in the Conservatory of music? Is it performance? That's right. The female students in the conservatory are in this line of work and will certainly perform a lot."
The boss was startled and shouted, "no, you don't even understand what I mean?"
Yang Ping was surprised and said, "yes, I really don't understand. How can I know if you don't make it clear?"
The boss shook his head and sighed. In an old driver's tone, he patted Yang Ping on the shoulder and said, "after you go in, you will understand that life lies in sports. Men lie in picking up girls."
Yang Ping smiled.
The boss smiled, too.
"I know what you mean."
Yang Ping suddenly realized it and nodded very seriously.
The boss secretly said, "well, after you go in, tell me my name and say the teahouse. I'll definitely give you a discount."
Yang Ping was surprised and said, "there's still a discount for watching the show, isn't there a mistake?"
The boss almost fell to the ground and shouted, "it's not a performance, it's service. Do you understand the service?"@^^$
Yang Ping shook his head.
The boss patted his head and didn't know how to explain it. He looked left and there was no one, so he said, "in fact, it's that thing between men and women. As long as you spend money, everything can be solved."
Yang Ping stared.
The boss shook his head and said, "do you really or falsely don't understand? You won't have never heard of it. There are many beautiful women in the hostel of the Conservatory of music."
Yang Ping opens his mouth.! $*!
The boss sighed, "you see, you are a virgin. You haven't seen beautiful women, have you? There are a lot of them."
Yang Ping exclaimed, "boss, you have a good eye. You can see it."
The boss smiled mysteriously, stared at Yang Ping's hand and said, "for young people with rough palms, don't I know that?"
Yang Ping hugged his fist and said, "I really admire it."
"You are Secretary Yang's friend. Why haven't you even touched a woman?" the boss showed a sorry expression and said helplessly.
"I'm simple," Yang Ping said seriously.
The boss was stunned and said with a random laugh, "yes, you are simple."
They looked at each other and smiled, as if they had met a very happy thing. The laughing stomach hurt. The boss sat on the ground, smiled, shook his head and said, "it's the first time for me to be like you, but it's very interesting."
Yang Ping said with a smile, "I've seen a boss for the first time, but I don't think it's interesting."
The boss asked, "why?"
Yang Ping shrugged and said, "I always think that a saint is a saint. No matter what happens, he can be very calm in any environment. But I found that your acting skills are really poor in you."
The boss was stunned and said, "what sage, I don't know what you're talking about."
Yang Ping smiled, folded his hands and said, "boss, if you poison next time, please inquire first, because I'm not even afraid of voodoo and Gu poison. The means of your five poisons cult are useless to me."
Chirp
A brightly colored scorpion fell to the ground and was trampled to death. Yang Ping said, "I said poisoning is useless to me. You should be a new comer."
The boss looked at the dead scorpion, stepped into a lump of shit and frowned.
"You shouldn't kill it."
The boss looked cold and said in a deep voice, "it's like my own son. I have to revenge for killing my son."
"Then come on."
Yang Ping doesn't care.
The teahouse owner sighed, shook his head and said, "but not now, Yang Shao. You deserve your reputation. If you are given another five years, I am not your opponent, but there are many geniuses in history. The ones who live the longest are often not geniuses."
"You used to be a fool?"
Yang Ping asked with a smile.
The teahouse owner squinted, stared at Yang Ping, released the field, isolated the surroundings, and said coldly, "in that case, I have to..."
Boom!
When the field broke out, Yang Ping was ready to fight, but the boss's response was unexpected. He shouted and looked like he wanted to fight, but he turned and ran away and disappeared.
Yang Ping is silly.
Sleeping trough, is this the saint?
No mistake.
Saints who want to escape are basically unstoppable. Yang Ping didn't go after him. His face became more and more dignified. When he saw anyone, he was a saint.
It seems that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Longcheng. The situation is more complex than what you judge. The previous saint was the most careful and shameless Saint he had ever seen. He clearly had the strength to fight, but he would never put himself in danger.
In Longcheng, we can't release the real strength of saints. It's futile to kill Yang Ping. So the teahouse owner immediately ran away and stopped attacking.
This is what Yang Ping is worried about.
It seems that we must go further. Find Mengmeng's master and discuss the secret of the five element needling technique for reference, so as to create the next needle, enhance strength and save the Pearl.
Yang Ping did not tangle with the sudden problems of the sage. The other party estimated that he wanted to test his strength.
Longcheng Conservatory of music is like an ancient castle. The history of the Conservatory of music is not long. The buildings inside are basically in the shape of European ancient castle, which are placed in various places on the campus.
doorway.
Luxury cars come and go frequently.
All the people on the bus are college students. The families of those who can enter the Conservatory of music will not be too bad. They can only come in if they have a burst of musical talent, such as Mengmeng.
His appearance did not attract attention, because there were a lot of handsome men and beautiful women in it, wearing fashionable clothes.
"Mengmeng should be inside. I just don't know. What's her name?"
Yang Ping released her spiritual power and explored the campus. She found a cute breath in the teaching building of the Conservatory of music. She just wanted to see what she was doing, but she was cut off by a spiritual power.
This should be Mengmeng's master!
Yang Ping was so happy that he didn't confront Mengmeng's master. He came to ask for advice instead of fighting. He must be polite.
When you enter the campus, you are surrounded by long legged beauties, which is no less than that of Longcheng Normal University, and the girls in the Conservatory of music are more fashionable and attractive.
"Lying in a trough, that's OK. It's immoral!"
Yang Ping saw a girl walking on the road directly in a bikini, which attracted the attention of many boys. She was not very beautiful, but her skin was white and her figure was good.
But most people have no other expression.
It seems that girls are used to doing this.
Sure enough, when Yang Ping entered the Conservatory of music, he really realized that the Longcheng Conservatory of music was different from what they knew outside.
Behind the bold and unrestrained, there is a smell of something wrong.
Yang Ping's curiosity turned into doubt. The Conservatory of music was full of evil spirits. It seemed that a monster was dormant. If you observe carefully, you will find that there are many things wrong.
The students walking on the road have few expressions on their faces.
Is the whole college controlled?
A terrible idea came out of Yang Ping's heart.
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Yang Ping looked at the boss, looked puzzled and asked, "what's the harvest?"
The boss smiled vaguely, took Yang Ping to the corner and whispered, "I don't tell him yet, but you are a good friend of secretary Yang. I must be very comfortable introducing a place. The service inside is first-class."
When the boss talks about service, his eyes shine with cheap light, as if he were in love for the first time.
Yang Ping was more puzzled and asked, "is there any service in the Conservatory of music? Is it performance? That's right. The female students in the conservatory are in this line of work and will certainly perform a lot."
The boss was startled and shouted, "no, you don't even understand what I mean?"
Yang Ping was surprised and said, "yes, I really don't understand. How can I know if you don't make it clear?"
The boss shook his head and sighed. In an old driver's tone, he patted Yang Ping on the shoulder and said, "after you go in, you will understand that life lies in sports. Men lie in picking up girls."
Yang Ping smiled.
The boss smiled, too.
"I know what you mean."
Yang Ping suddenly realized it and nodded very seriously.
The boss secretly said, "well, after you go in, tell me my name and say the teahouse. I'll definitely give you a discount."
Yang Ping was surprised and said, "there's still a discount for watching the show, isn't there a mistake?"
The boss almost fell to the ground and shouted, "it's not a performance, it's service. Do you understand the service?"@^^$
Yang Ping shook his head.
The boss patted his head and didn't know how to explain it. He looked left and there was no one, so he said, "in fact, it's that thing between men and women. As long as you spend money, everything can be solved."
Yang Ping stared.
The boss shook his head and said, "do you really or falsely don't understand? You won't have never heard of it. There are many beautiful women in the hostel of the Conservatory of music."
Yang Ping opens his mouth.! $*!
The boss sighed, "you see, you are a virgin. You haven't seen beautiful women, have you? There are a lot of them."
Yang Ping exclaimed, "boss, you have a good eye. You can see it."
The boss smiled mysteriously, stared at Yang Ping's hand and said, "for young people with rough palms, don't I know that?"
Yang Ping hugged his fist and said, "I really admire it."
"You are Secretary Yang's friend. Why haven't you even touched a woman?" the boss showed a sorry expression and said helplessly.
"I'm simple," Yang Ping said seriously.
The boss was stunned and said with a random laugh, "yes, you are simple."
They looked at each other and smiled, as if they had met a very happy thing. The laughing stomach hurt. The boss sat on the ground, smiled, shook his head and said, "it's the first time for me to be like you, but it's very interesting."
Yang Ping said with a smile, "I've seen a boss for the first time, but I don't think it's interesting."
The boss asked, "why?"
Yang Ping shrugged and said, "I always think that a saint is a saint. No matter what happens, he can be very calm in any environment. But I found that your acting skills are really poor in you."
The boss was stunned and said, "what sage, I don't know what you're talking about."
Yang Ping smiled, folded his hands and said, "boss, if you poison next time, please inquire first, because I'm not even afraid of voodoo and Gu poison. The means of your five poisons cult are useless to me."
Chirp
A brightly colored scorpion fell to the ground and was trampled to death. Yang Ping said, "I said poisoning is useless to me. You should be a new comer."
The boss looked at the dead scorpion, stepped into a lump of shit and frowned.
"You shouldn't kill it."
The boss looked cold and said in a deep voice, "it's like my own son. I have to revenge for killing my son."
"Then come on."
Yang Ping doesn't care.
The teahouse owner sighed, shook his head and said, "but not now, Yang Shao. You deserve your reputation. If you are given another five years, I am not your opponent, but there are many geniuses in history. The ones who live the longest are often not geniuses."
"You used to be a fool?"
Yang Ping asked with a smile.
The teahouse owner squinted, stared at Yang Ping, released the field, isolated the surroundings, and said coldly, "in that case, I have to..."
Boom!
When the field broke out, Yang Ping was ready to fight, but the boss's response was unexpected. He shouted and looked like he wanted to fight, but he turned and ran away and disappeared.
Yang Ping is silly.
Sleeping trough, is this the saint?
No mistake.
Saints who want to escape are basically unstoppable. Yang Ping didn't go after him. His face became more and more dignified. When he saw anyone, he was a saint.
It seems that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Longcheng. The situation is more complex than what you judge. The previous saint was the most careful and shameless Saint he had ever seen. He clearly had the strength to fight, but he would never put himself in danger.
In Longcheng, we can't release the real strength of saints. It's futile to kill Yang Ping. So the teahouse owner immediately ran away and stopped attacking.
This is what Yang Ping is worried about.
It seems that we must go further. Find Mengmeng's master and discuss the secret of the five element needling technique for reference, so as to create the next needle, enhance strength and save the Pearl.
Yang Ping did not tangle with the sudden problems of the sage. The other party estimated that he wanted to test his strength.
Longcheng Conservatory of music is like an ancient castle. The history of the Conservatory of music is not long. The buildings inside are basically in the shape of European ancient castle, which are placed in various places on the campus.
doorway.
Luxury cars come and go frequently.
All the people on the bus are college students. The families of those who can enter the Conservatory of music will not be too bad. They can only come in if they have a burst of musical talent, such as Mengmeng.
His appearance did not attract attention, because there were a lot of handsome men and beautiful women in it, wearing fashionable clothes.
"Mengmeng should be inside. I just don't know. What's her name?"
Yang Ping released her spiritual power and explored the campus. She found a cute breath in the teaching building of the Conservatory of music. She just wanted to see what she was doing, but she was cut off by a spiritual power.
This should be Mengmeng's master!
Yang Ping was so happy that he didn't confront Mengmeng's master. He came to ask for advice instead of fighting. He must be polite.
When you enter the campus, you are surrounded by long legged beauties, which is no less than that of Longcheng Normal University, and the girls in the Conservatory of music are more fashionable and attractive.
"Lying in a trough, that's OK. It's immoral!"
Yang Ping saw a girl walking on the road directly in a bikini, which attracted the attention of many boys. She was not very beautiful, but her skin was white and her figure was good.
But most people have no other expression.
It seems that girls are used to doing this.
Sure enough, when Yang Ping entered the Conservatory of music, he really realized that the Longcheng Conservatory of music was different from what they knew outside.
Behind the bold and unrestrained, there is a smell of something wrong.
Yang Ping's curiosity turned into doubt. The Conservatory of music was full of evil spirits. It seemed that a monster was dormant. If you observe carefully, you will find that there are many things wrong.
The students walking on the road have few expressions on their faces.
Is the whole college controlled?
A terrible idea came out of Yang Ping's heart.
Yang Ping looked at the boss, looked puzzled and asked, "what's the harvest?"The boss smiled vaguely, took Yang Ping to the corner and whispered, "I don't tell him yet, but you are a good friend of secretary Yang. I must be very comfortable introducing a place. The service inside is first-class."When the boss talks about service, his eyes shine with cheap light, as if he were in love for the first time.Yang Ping was more puzzled and asked, "is there any service in the Conservatory of music? Is it performance? That's right. The female students in the conservatory are in this line of work and will certainly perform a lot."The boss was startled and shouted, "no, you don't even understand what I mean?"Yang Ping was surprised and said, "yes, I really don't understand. How can I know if you don't make it clear?"The boss shook his head and sighed. In an old driver's tone, he patted Yang Ping on the shoulder and said, "after you go in, you will understand that life lies in sports. Men lie in picking up girls."Yang Ping smiled.The boss smiled, too."I know what you mean."Yang Ping suddenly realized it and nodded very seriously.The boss secretly said, "well, after you go in, tell me my name and say the teahouse. I'll definitely give you a discount."Yang Ping was surprised and said, "there's still a discount for watching the show, isn't there a mistake?"The boss almost fell to the ground and shouted, "it's not a performance, it's service. Do you understand the service?"@^^$Yang Ping shook his head.The boss patted his head and didn't know how to explain it. He looked left and there was no one, so he said, "in fact, it's that thing between men and women. As long as you spend money, everything can be solved."Yang Ping stared.The boss shook his head and said, "do you really or falsely don't understand? You won't have never heard of it. There are many beautiful women in the hostel of the Conservatory of music."Yang Ping opens his mouth.! $*!The boss sighed, "you see, you are a virgin. You haven't seen beautiful women, have you? There are a lot of them."Yang Ping exclaimed, "boss, you have a good eye. You can see it."The boss smiled mysteriously, stared at Yang Ping's hand and said, "for young people with rough palms, don't I know that?"Yang Ping hugged his fist and said, "I really admire it.""You are Secretary Yang's friend. Why haven't you even touched a woman?" the boss showed a sorry expression and said helplessly."I'm simple," Yang Ping said seriously.The boss was stunned and said with a random laugh, "yes, you are simple."They looked at each other and smiled, as if they had met a very happy thing. The laughing stomach hurt. The boss sat on the ground, smiled, shook his head and said, "it's the first time for me to be like you, but it's very interesting."Yang Ping said with a smile, "I've seen a boss for the first time, but I don't think it's interesting."The boss asked, "why?"Yang Ping shrugged and said, "I always think that a saint is a saint. No matter what happens, he can be very calm in any environment. But I found that your acting skills are really poor in you."The boss was stunned and said, "what sage, I don't know what you're talking about."Yang Ping smiled, folded his hands and said, "boss, if you poison next time, please inquire first, because I'm not even afraid of voodoo and Gu poison. The means of your five poisons cult are useless to me."ChirpA brightly colored scorpion fell to the ground and was trampled to death. Yang Ping said, "I said poisoning is useless to me. You should be a new comer."The boss looked at the dead scorpion, stepped into a lump of shit and frowned."You shouldn't kill it."The boss looked cold and said in a deep voice, "it's like my own son. I have to revenge for killing my son.""Then come on."Yang Ping doesn't care.The teahouse owner sighed, shook his head and said, "but not now, Yang Shao. You deserve your reputation. If you are given another five years, I am not your opponent, but there are many geniuses in history. The ones who live the longest are often not geniuses.""You used to be a fool?"Yang Ping asked with a smile.The teahouse owner squinted, stared at Yang Ping, released the field, isolated the surroundings, and said coldly, "in that case, I have to..."Boom!When the field broke out, Yang Ping was ready to fight, but the boss's response was unexpected. He shouted and looked like he wanted to fight, but he turned and ran away and disappeared.Yang Ping is silly.Sleeping trough, is this the saint?No mistake.Saints who want to escape are basically unstoppable. Yang Ping didn't go after him. His face became more and more dignified. When he saw anyone, he was a saint.It seems that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Longcheng. The situation is more complex than what you judge. The previous saint was the most careful and shameless Saint he had ever seen. He clearly had the strength to fight, but he would never put himself in danger.In Longcheng, we can't release the real strength of saints. It's futile to kill Yang Ping. So the teahouse owner immediately ran away and stopped attacking.This is what Yang Ping is worried about.It seems that we must go further. Find Mengmeng's master and discuss the secret of the five element needling technique for reference, so as to create the next needle, enhance strength and save the Pearl.Yang Ping did not tangle with the sudden problems of the sage. The other party estimated that he wanted to test his strength.Longcheng Conservatory of music is like an ancient castle. The history of the Conservatory of music is not long. The buildings inside are basically in the shape of European ancient castle, which are placed in various places on the campus.doorway.Luxury cars come and go frequently.All the people on the bus are college students. The families of those who can enter the Conservatory of music will not be too bad. They can only come in if they have a burst of musical talent, such as Mengmeng.His appearance did not attract attention, because there were a lot of handsome men and beautiful women in it, wearing fashionable clothes."Mengmeng should be inside. I just don't know. What's her name?"Yang Ping released her spiritual power and explored the campus. She found a cute breath in the teaching building of the Conservatory of music. She just wanted to see what she was doing, but she was cut off by a spiritual power.This should be Mengmeng's master!Yang Ping was so happy that he didn't confront Mengmeng's master. He came to ask for advice instead of fighting. He must be polite.When you enter the campus, you are surrounded by long legged beauties, which is no less than that of Longcheng Normal University, and the girls in the Conservatory of music are more fashionable and attractive."Lying in a trough, that's OK. It's immoral!"Yang Ping saw a girl walking on the road directly in a bikini, which attracted the attention of many boys. She was not very beautiful, but her skin was white and her figure was good.But most people have no other expression.It seems that girls are used to doing this.Sure enough, when Yang Ping entered the Conservatory of music, he really realized that the Longcheng Conservatory of music was different from what they knew outside.Behind the bold and unrestrained, there is a smell of something wrong.Yang Ping's curiosity turned into doubt. The Conservatory of music was full of evil spirits. It seemed that a monster was dormant. If you observe carefully, you will find that there are many things wrong.The students walking on the road have few expressions on their faces.Is the whole college controlled?A terrible idea came out of Yang Ping's heart.
