In the end, none of the great gods "blessed" Ji Huai to enter a prestigious school.

Not to mention prestigious schools or universities, the "Master" finally relaxed the conditions to successfully complete high school. No matter how he threw the Holy Grail, it couldn't be the same three times.

At the end of the day, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He was so anxious that he knelt down three more times. Ji Daming tried to hold Ji Huai's head and kowtow sincerely, but Ji Huai dodged it.

Ji Huai was careless, looking at the "master" with a raised eyebrow and a casual look, and said impatiently, "You have received so much money from my dad, can you do it? If not, don't waste my time."

"You brat! Don't be rude to the master!" Ji Daming warned through gritted teeth, wanting to punch him.

Ji Huai pursed his lips, full of disdain, "What kind of master are you? How are you different from those charlatans? It's almost time, I'm already hungry."

The "Master" in yellow robe was not annoyed when he was choked, and handed him the Holy Grail, "This matter is a bit tricky. Maybe the gods want to see your sincerity and determination, so why don't you just throw it away yourself?"

He was having a bit of bad luck today, and this Holy Grail just wasn't what he wanted.

"What's so tricky?" Ji Huai took the Holy Grail, glanced sideways, and said slowly in a drawled voice, "What I want is that my parents will live forever and be young forever. The longer they live, the more they can go back. Oh.

, By the way, my dad wants me to get into a prestigious school, just Capital University. I won’t go to other schools. "

The face of the "Master" turned dark, as if he had never been so despised before, and the so-called disciple beside him could not stand still.

"Ji Huai!" Ji Daming restrained his anger. Nothing this man said was reliable. His son was so angry with him, so angry with him.

"Hey." Ji Huai threw it up casually, and the Holy Grail fell to the ground, with both sides facing up. He smiled and said, "Hey, the gods have appeared, good things happen."

After saying that, he threw it again, and again the two sides were the best. The "Master" twitched the corner of his mouth, saying that the third side could not be the best, so he held back and said, "The gods think you are very sincere, even if these will not come true, then

....”

Just after he finished sleeping, Ji Huai threw it again and landed on the ground for the third time. It was stable and did not turn over. Ji Huai turned his head and looked at him with narrow black eyes, "Three times, the god has agreed."

?"

Daming Ji was so anxious that he wanted to kick him, but when he saw that three times was the best, he was stunned. How could a god agree to such a ridiculous request?

"Master" was speechless for a moment.

"Agreed so easily? Then I want to be the number one pick, the richest man in the city, and I want to live forever." Ji Huai said and continued to throw, his movements very casual.

Everyone watched helplessly as he tossed it three more times.

Ji Daming saw that his son was obviously making trouble. In front of such a solemn and solemn ceremony, it would offend the gods, but his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton and he could not make a sound.

When the so-called "master" saw his half-smiling expression, his face became twisted and forbearing.

"Will any wish I make come true?" Ji Huai said and threw it again. No matter how he threw it, both sides landed with top. He smiled and looked sideways at Ji Daming, feeling very proud, "Dad, I

I think I am the master, and you see, the gods will agree to whatever I say."

After saying this, he casually threw the Holy Grail in front of Ji Daming. The Holy Grail fell to the ground, flipped over twice, and landed upside down.

Ji Daming: "..."

The "Master" looked at him, his expression changing again and again, more of an expression of embarrassment and uneasiness.

Even if he knew some throwing techniques, he wouldn't be able to throw the same thing several times in a row. This guy...

He finally stood up, burned the talisman, and worshiped sincerely. He did not dare to look at Ji Huai more, and said seriously to Ji Daming, "The gods have gone back, and if you need to bring them, I have brought them to you. Let the young master be different from ordinary people."

If you are different, you will become something great..."

As he spoke, he looked at Ji Huai from the corner of his eye, holding back his heartache and pretending to be indifferent, "This method is incomplete and the gods have not collected the paper money burned, so you will not be charged."

Ji Huai crossed his arms and leaned lazily on a tree on the side, with an expression that said, "I guess he still knows what's going on."

When the "Master" saw it, his eyes flashed again, and he bravely praised Ji Huai a few words.

Ji Daming and Zhang Qiulan were not at all relieved. Ji Daming even grabbed the "Master"'s hand and said sadly, "Is it hopeless? Master, save him. I only have a son like him. He needs to study some books and take the high school entrance examination."

Ninety-nine points..."

In their opinion, this situation meant that the gods refused to send heavenly soldiers and generals to protect Ji Huai from finishing high school.

The "master" finally left with his apprentice in a bit of a state of embarrassment. He didn't ask for any money because he was afraid that Ji's family would pester him.

He didn't dare to ask for it. His reputation was already established. If he didn't want to ask for it, the incident this time could be explained and he could get it back anyway. If he wanted to ask for it, it would be for the real purpose of making money.

Ji Daming was very worried. His beer belly had shrunk in size in just two days. Every time he saw Ji Huai, he would sigh. He was completely finished. He was completely finished.

As soon as he saw Ji Huai going to school, he felt scared in his heart, and said earnestly, "Son, there are not many good private middle schools in the province that you can transfer to. Why don't you go to high school and do business with dad?"

He has given up completely. There is no point in studying and he will not be able to graduate. He can still watch by his side. What if he pokes a huge hole?

He is just such a son.

Ji Huai put one hand in his pocket and said as he walked out, "That won't work. I want to be the top scorer in the college entrance examination."

Ji Daming vomited blood.

Seeing her son leaving, Zhang Qiulan also panicked, "You should think of a way quickly. There might be trouble in two days. I can't even sleep well. Think of a way quickly!"

"Let me think about it, let me think about it." Ji Daming walked back and forth in the living room, scratching his half-bald head in annoyance. After thinking for a long time, he choked out a sentence, "How about we buy him a class cadre Dangdang?"

Once he becomes a class cadre, he will become more active and less likely to commit crimes."

"With your son's grades, what kind of class leader will he be? Is he at the bottom?" Zhang Qiulan felt that he was wishful thinking. "He came last in the exam and didn't pass three digits, so he got a zero score."

Ji Daming was also stumped. He racked his brains and suddenly thought of a position. He clapped his hands and said, "He can play basketball. He is tall and strong. He plays sports. Isn't there someone in charge of sports? You are not allowed to move the ball in physical education class."

ah?"

then--

On her way home, the head teacher of Grade 1 and Grade 3 of a private middle school who had just graduated was forced into a handbag by a plump-looking wealthy man. If he hadn't been so honest and honest and made his intentions clear, she would have called for help.

five million.

He sincerely and begged her to arrange a sports committee position for his son Ji Huai to save his children.

The newly graduated class teacher was so frightened that she quickly returned the money. The old father was even more panicked than she was. He only had runny noses and tears. Xu was really suffering, and the class teacher's eyes were red, and he promised to give her money.

Ji Huai makes arrangements and pays more attention to him and encourages him.

How can old father be called a touching and benefactor?

at the same time.

Ji Huai was doing well in school.

No matter which school he transferred to, within a few days, rich kids would gather around him in the school. No, Fang Rong and several other young men in the class were already looking up to him.

He sits alone in the back row of the classroom with his back against the wall. He likes to play games with headphones the most, and sleeps when he is tired. From time to time he takes Fang Rong and the others to play ball after school.

On this day, after the math class, Xu Xin counted the English homework books he received on the table. Looking at the names that were being crossed out one after another, Ji Huai was the only one who had not handed them in.

She thought about what happened a few days ago and felt tangled in her heart.

Do you want to remind him to pay it in? If he doesn't hand it in, he has to write his name to the teacher, because the English teacher is the class teacher and has a gentle temper. Everyone gives face to the class teacher, and he is the only one left in the class.

While he was thinking, Ji Huaizheng and several boys came back from the door. Fang Rong didn't know what he said, so he threw a sentence and said, "Did they kneel down and call daddy when they lost?"

"Call me ancestor?" Fang Rong laughed loudly, full of confidence.

Ji Huai curled his lips, a little unruly and careless. He stopped when he passed by Xu Xin's desk, glanced at the note on the homework book, raised his eyebrows when he saw his name, and stopped in his tracks.

His deep black eyes fell on her, and Xu Xin looked at his handsome and clear face. She had to admit that he was handsome and his nose was very straight, but she remembered what her deskmate said and was a little afraid of him.

He stammered and said, "Do you want to hand in your homework? I'm going to take it to the teacher."

The girl's face was timid, her voice was soft, but she didn't dare to speak loudly.

The teacher often told her to try not to interact with Fang Rong's group of people. They should study hard and not provoke them. As a monitor, sometimes you should not be too serious and just turn a blind eye.

She didn't want to be the monitor, but just a few days after school started and the class hadn't elected class cadres yet, her grades were number one, so now she is the monitor and study committee member.

Ji Huai suddenly laughed and raised his eyebrows, "Are you afraid of me?"

For some reason, when Xu Xin saw him smiling, her nervousness immediately disappeared and she shook her head slightly.

Seeing this, he smiled even wider. She was as good as a rabbit, so he couldn't help but raise his hand and touch her head, which made his heart itch.

As soon as he raised his hand, he saw Xu Xinben's expression changed again. He abruptly changed his direction and grabbed the top workbook, "I'll copy it."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Li Ling'er, who was next to Xu Xin, patted her chest quietly, took a long breath, looked at Xu Xin's eyes widened and said, "I thought he was going to do something, he was still doing his homework, it couldn't be..."

Do you like you?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Xu Xin quickly denied. Ji Huai's smile just now flashed in his mind, his eyes changed slightly, he quickly reached out and took out the biology textbook, lowered his head and got ready for class.

"I'm not talking nonsense, he must be interested in you. Although Ji Huai is a bad person, his family is very rich, very rich..." Li Ling'er shared the few things she knew in her ear.

information.

Xu Xin lowered his head to write and did not answer the phone.

"Then what kind of boys do you like?" Li Ling'er was also very curious at this age when she was still pregnant.

Xu Xin is good-looking and has a quiet and gentle temperament. During the military training, the instructor made her a model and treated her very well. The male classmates in the class also treated her very well. This is the privilege of being good-looking.

"Tell me, it's the ideal type." Li Ling'er asked.

Xu Xin was helpless by her, bit her lip, and said softly, "I like people who are well-educated and have a gentle temper."
To be continued...