Godly Scratch-Off System

"But what? Tell me." Zhong Zhen had already made up his mind to keep this genius. No matter what the other party wanted, he would do his best to fulfill it.    

    

However, when Liao Xiaoduo said it, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.    

    

"However, I wish to keep my true identity a secret. Furthermore, I can only come here every night."    

    

Zhong Zhen couldn't help but be curious, but he didn't ask too much. Maybe it was a genius who ran away from home, or maybe it was a fugitive who had provoked hatred, or maybe it was a student who was about to take the college entrance exam.    

    

Dugu Qiubai is Mouth Top King, Zhong Zhen is no doubt.    

    

After a night of fighting and looking out the window at the rising sun, Liao Xiaoduo suddenly felt exhausted, especially mentally. However, he still had to attend class today, so Liao Xiaoduo left the dojo in a hurry. As they passed by his house, he didn't forget to buy breakfast for his elder sister.    

    

Then he hurried off to school.    

    

For the culture class that didn't need to stand up, it was a lullaby to Liao Xiaoduo. Within ten minutes of class, Liao Xiaoduo tilted his head and fell asleep.    

    

A figure walked past Liao Xiaoduo and hit him. Liao Xiaoduo struggled in his dreams to get up, but this struggle lasted for a long time.    

    

However, the teacher who taught biology was looking at him gloomily from behind his glasses.    

    

"This is much smaller. Where did you go last night? Why are you so sleepy?" As a teacher who had taught for decades, he knew that most of the students who dozed off during the day had gone to play games at night.    

    

Those who stayed in the school climbed over the wall to play games. Those who stayed at home had the opportunity to play games all night long.    

    

The advent of the virtual era not only made life a lot easier, but it also gave rise to a lot of virtual games that were never seen before. The virtual battle could also be considered a game.    

    

From a conventional point of view, Virtual Helmet's greatest value was playing games.    

    

Liao Xiaoduo also knew, so he replied: "I didn't sleep well last night." This was neither true nor false. The teacher only instructed him to rest well in the future and didn't say anything else.    

    

As for the expressions of others, Liao Xiaoduo could already tell without looking. Wei Hwa and Qi Loong definitely looked down on them. Those best friends of his probably admired and sighed sadly at the same time.    

    

Lin Qing, I don't know about that.    

    

Since the beginning, Liao Xiaoduo had never seen Lin Qing's face, and Lin Qing didn't even look back.    

    

After that, Liao Xiaoduo went to see Mister Zhou.    

    

"Ring, ring, ring ~ ~ ~"    

    

A few quick bell sounds woke Liao Xiaoduo up. Before he woke up, there were papers spread all over the table.    

    

"Holy shit, today's exam!" Liao Xiaoduo turned around and asked the student beside him.    

    

"That's right!" The student seemed a little worried, yet also a little gloating. "You can't have forgotten to review it, right?"    

    

Liao Xiaoduo rolled his eyes and said, "You're right!"    

    

Liao Xiaoduo looked at the words in front of him in a daze. Although he could read them, he didn't write anything down.    

    

Thus, Liao Xiaoduo and the paper in front of him stared blankly. Staring at him, he felt an irresistible sense of sleepiness gushing into his eyes and into his head.    

    

"I'm going to sleep for a while. Teacher will call me when he comes!" Liao Xiaoduo reassured his classmates, then unexpectedly fell asleep in a relaxed and bold manner.    

    

Dang, dang, dang!    

    

Three rapid knocks on the table woke Liao Xiaoduo up. He raised his head and saw a stern expression on Han Sifu's face.    

    

Han Sifu didn't say anything. He pointed at the watch on the wall and looked at Liao Xiaoduo fearfully.    

    

It was less than 15 minutes away from the end of the exam!    

    

Liao Xiaoduo wasn't surprised by this time. On the contrary, he was scared by Han Sifu's terrifying gaze.    

    

The student at the side waved his hand and waited for the teacher to leave before saying, "I didn't intentionally stop you from being called, it's just that Teacher Han didn't allow me to call you."    

    

Picking up the exam paper, Liao Xiaoduo read a few questions carefully. He suddenly realized, wasn't it still those martial arts principles and questions? Liao Xiaoduo had already memorized all of this.    

    

Liao Xiaoduo was already at the level of an beginner martial arts expert. Facing this kind of basic martial arts knowledge, he was like a university student facing a primary school student.    

    

He wasn't in the mood to write anything down.    

    

Liao Xiaoduo was still in a muddled state of mind when the idea of a university student suddenly flashed through his mind.    

    

"Pa ~ ~ ~"    

    

He returned to the land of dreams.    

    

Liao Xiaoduo only woke up when the teacher took the exam papers that Liao Xiaoduo had pressed under his arm.    

    

The teacher roughly looked at Liao Xiaoduo's paper and showed a look of disdain. He put down his paper, knocked on the name section and said, "Write your name on it."    

    

Liao Xiaoduo came home from school. As soon as he entered the room, he heard two people's voices in his cousin's room, talking passionately about something. Liao Xiaoduo listened quietly for a while. If that wasn't Aunt, then who was it!    

    

A slight chill still rose from the bottom of Liao Xiaoduo's feet.    

    

Listening to the contents of the room, Liao Xiaoduo realized that the room was occasionally filled with cheers, laughter, and even a torrential downpour.    

    

When the topic of his cousin's live broadcast was brought up, the room was filled with laughter. When the topic of Liao Xiaoduo's studies was brought up, Liao Xiaoduo heard the sound of 'pup', 'tidying up', 'good fruit', and other sounds from his aunt. In addition, he also heard the sound of grinding his teeth. Liao Xiaoduo felt all the bones in his body tense up.    

    

Liao Xiaoduo tiptoed back to his room, taking two steps at a time …    

    

"Pa ~ ~ ~"    

    

Liao Xiaoduo!    

    

Liao Xiaoduo turned around and saw a woman in black casual clothes standing in front of him. She looked exactly like Tan Qingqing. It was just that his stature was slightly short, his hair was tied up, and there were traces of age on his face.    

    

Smiling like a beautiful, dignified lady, solemn and Tan Qingqing in the same way: do not approach strangers!    

    

She was Tan Qingqing's mother, Liao Xiaoduo's aunt, the owner of this family, Tan Hwa.    

    

Before Liao Xiaoduo could finish his sentence, Tan Hwa greeted him, "Little bastard, you've learned how to skip class and dare to sleep in class!"    

    

"Who gave you the guts?"    

    

"Give me the blank paper today!" You sure have guts! "    

    

"It's almost time for the college entrance exam. Can you get some snacks?!"    

    

"Auntie, it hurts, it hurts — softer." Liao Xiaoduo cried out in pain again and again. This aunt of his had a bigger temper than Tan Qingqing. One of his hands tightly grabbed Liao Xiaoduo's ear as he scolded him for being so ignorant.    

    

"Now that you know it's painful, why don't you forgive your aunt me and your cousin for helping you go to school and work hard to earn money?" These words made Liao Xiaoduo extremely ashamed.    

    

Although Liao Xiaoduo already had the financial strength, he couldn't help his family openly. Although the system was good, it was fair and square when it was revealed. It was easy to bring disaster upon oneself, and this was the reason why possessing a treasure was a sin.    

    

This made Liao Xiaoduo feel powerless.    

    

"I thought you brat could help me bring in some fans?" I didn't expect you to turn in the white paper. " Tan Qingqing felt that if Liao Xiaoduo was that God, then he shouldn't have handed in the white paper and should have a solid theoretical knowledge.    

    

Liao Xiaoduo rolled his eyes at Tan Qingqing. "You're thinking too much."