My Line Connect To The Demon World

Ye Fan said a number.    

Lin Jiarong staggered and almost fell to the ground.    

"More... less? A thousand? Brother, are you opening a shop?"    

" Why do you suddenly want so many? "    

Ye Fan smiled. "Don't worry about it. Get it for me as soon as possible."    

"Okay, I promise I will complete the mission. Hehe, it's that..."    

"Understood, just wait."    

Immediately after, Ye Fan transferred five million to him.    

"Brother, this is too much."    

Lin Jiarong looked at the balance in his card and trembled.    

He had never seen so much running water on a phone that had been sold for so many years.    

"Refund more, pay less. I have to let you earn some money no matter what."    

"Thank you, brother!"    

"[No need to thank me.]"    

They ended their conversation.    

Ye Fan did not go to find Ox Demon King.    

He would wait until the phone arrived.    

After washing up.    

Wang Yiqiao bought a bunch of breakfast.    

"Mo, Ling, come and eat."    

"Okay, what did you buy?"    

"Of course it's your favorite deluxe pancakes and fruits."    

As soon as he finished speaking.    

Yue Peng shot out like an arrow from a bow and jumped out of bed, snatching his pancake fruit.    

Ye Fan was the legendary killer of pancakes and fruits.    

If he got it first.    

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to eat any of them.    

"Is there a need?"    

Ye Fan said angrily.    

"Of course."    

They were still eating.    

Ye Fan's phone suddenly rang.    

It was an unfamiliar number.    

"Hello, hello!"    

"Is this student Ye Fan? I am Gao Zhiqiang."    

Hmm?    

Why is this name so familiar?    

But I don't seem to recognize it.    

Ye Fan muttered to himself.    

Wang Yiqiao asked from the side, "Mo, is this a call from the principal?"    

Yes, this was the principal's name.    

Ye Fan immediately said respectfully, "Hello, principal. I am Ye Fan."    

"Hehe, it seems that you are not very familiar with this principal."    

No matter what he said, he would not flatter him.    

Ye Fan smiled and said, "The key is that you have a lot of things to do every day. I am just a small figure that I usually do not meet."    

"And I have always respected you in my heart. I almost didn't realize it when I took it out all of a sudden."    

"You are quite good at talking, kid."    

Gao Zhiqiang continued, "Didn't you save a bus a while ago?"    

"Yes."    

"The flag given by the higher-ups has arrived. When are you coming over to collect it? "    

"Also, it's almost the end of the year's assembly. When the time comes, I want to give you around ten minutes or so to give you a commendation. You have to go on stage and say a few words."    

It had been almost a month.    

The banner had just been sent over?    

It was too slow.    

Furthermore, saving someone was just a temporary idea. There was really no need to give a speech.    

Good people don't need to have their names carved on them.    

Ye Fan originally wanted to refuse.    

However, Gao Zhiqiang's voice rang out once again.    

"Fan, you can't refuse! This time, the higher-ups are here to listen to the lecture. There is also a famous businessman, Huang Cang, coming over. "    

"You must appear. Otherwise, as the school's organizer, we won't be able to steal the spotlight."    

"Just treat it as a contribution to the school. You have to make some preparations."    

"Right, if you agree to help, I will add a large sum to your file, and in the future, no matter which unit you go to, I will give you extra points."    

In fact, Ye Fan had already given his reputation to the school.    

He had rejected all the previous interviews.    

He had the school receive him.    

At that time, his reputation was also hanging on the school.    

It seemed like they didn't just want to become famous in the outside world.    

They also wanted to improve the students' thinking level inside the school.    

But Ye Fan also expressed his understanding.    

Who didn't want to be famous? Who didn't want to be outstanding?    

Since the old principal had said so, he couldn't refuse anymore.    

"Alright, then I'll make some simple preparations."    

"Alright, the time will be tomorrow. You must reserve some time."    

He hung up the phone.    

Yue Peng stared at him and said, "Third Brother, this kind of honor is so good. Why did you reject it?"    

"It's boring."    

Ye Fan shrugged and said, "Alright, have you finished eating? Let's go to class together. "    

"Okay, let's go!"    

"Recently, I've been revising so much that my brain has become bigger, but I feel that the results are quite good."    

"I estimate that I won't fail the exam in a few days' time."    

Ye Fan was a little surprised.    

"Are you serious?"    

"Of course, if you don't believe me, you can test me."    

Yue Peng said confidently.    

"What do you mean by personal income?"    

"Simple, it means all the income a country can get within a year."    

"Then how do we use income to calculate the GDP?"    

"From the point of view of income, the GDP that is calculated based on the various types of income obtained during production, which is..."    

...    

"Not bad."    

Ye Fan praised him.    

Yue Peng laughed.    

"That's necessary, don't even look at who I am! The smartest person in our dormitory."    

"He really knows how to brag!"    

Wang Yiqiao sighed.    

"With Mo here, not to mention our dormitory, even in our school, no one dares to call themselves the smartest."    

"Hehe, except for Third Brother."    

The three of them came to the classroom.    

It was surprisingly quiet here.    

Yue Peng was slightly shocked.    

"Did you all take sleeping pills? Why aren't you saying anything?"    

No one answered, but they all looked at him.    

But he didn't understand and continued.    

"My eyes hurt? What are you blinking for? Is there something wrong with it? "    

Suddenly.    

A serious voice rang out.    

"Student, please return to your seat first."    

Yue Peng turned around and saw the Dean.    

"Oh my god!"    

The teaching director was definitely the school's god of slaughter.    

He wouldn't appear so easily.    

Once he appeared, it meant that someone was going to suffer.    

But I haven't heard of anyone getting into trouble recently.    

The teaching director silently walked up to the stage with a stack of attendance forms in his hands.    

He slowly said, "Ye Fan, who is Ye Fan? Is he here?"    

"I am."    

Ye Fan was startled and slowly raised his hand.    

"It's good that you are here. Someone has reported to me. He said that your attendance this semester did not exceed 10 courses."    

"I checked your attendance list and almost hit the nail on the head about your frequent absence."    

"Come with me to the office now. Let's talk about it in detail."    

Ye Fan really did not expect that the director of the teaching department would suddenly make such a move.    

He also did not remember offending him.    

"Alright, let's go."    

...    

The two of them left.    

The class immediately became noisy.    

"Who knows the inside story? Who did Ye Fan offend?"    

"That's right. It's almost the end of the deadline. Isn't this an act to cripple Ye Fan's future?"    

"Sigh, according to the rules of our school, those who skip more than a third of the class will be disqualified from the final exam. If Ye Fan can't take the exam, wouldn't the best result be that he will have to stay for another year? "    

"Yeah, if he doesn't do well, he won't be able to graduate."    

"Hmph, I think Ye Fan has offended someone who has lost his mind. For a genius like him, it would be a loss for the school if he doesn't take the exam!"    

Everyone had different opinions.    

However, none of them could come up with an explanation.    

They could only wait for the main character to come back and explain.