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Chapter 29 Scholar's Opponent

Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of the master Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! Chapter 29  Adversary of the academic master

Chapter 29 Academic Adversary

Zhang Ling's additional condition was to ask Wang Ling'er to praise her on Weibo, or to be precise, to be honest, to praise her pen name (stage name) as a great beauty. This undoubtedly made Wang Ling'er and others laugh and cry.

"That's the condition?" Wang Ling'er asked after laughing.

"Is there any problem?" Zhang Ling said.

"No problem." Wang Ling'er smiled and said.

"What type of song do you want?" Zhang Ling asked.

"Hmm?" Wang Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then asked back, "What type of song are you good at?"

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Ling said lightly, then opened the door and got out of the car, and left.

"Oh!" Wang Ling'er was stunned for a moment, then laughed silently. She didn't think she wanted any type of songs, and this fifteen-year-old girl could write any type of songs.

"Why do you think of asking her to invite her to sing?" Qiu Rui frowned, not expecting that Wang Linger was looking for Zhang Ling.

"Is she really good?" Wang Yuxin couldn't help but question. She felt that the invitation to song was a bit unreliable. However, she went to music to guess the purpose of the company's invitation to song.

"Didn't you see the confidence in her eyes?" Wang Ling'er smiled and said, "This girl is curious."

Zhang Ling got out of Qiu Rui's car and did not go back to school directly, but went to the Internet cafe near the school.

The Internet cafe is full of students, but there are very few girls.

Zhang Ling went to the Internet cafe just to search for Wang Ling'er's songs and learn about her voice and song style.

The reason why Zhang Ling didn't refuse was that there were too many songs in her mind that she couldn't finish singing alone. Moreover, there were many songs that were not suitable for her. Instead of doing this, it would be better to exchange those songs for favors.

After all, China is an exaggeration of favor.

Eating alone is obviously undesirable.

Wang Ling's songs have a variety of styles, and she is obviously a singer who is not restricted by this. However, her voice is pure.

When Zhang Ling was listening to music in an Internet cafe, Wang Ling'er also opened her Weibo and posted a Weibo with a smile.

"The goddess is a great beauty! Why is Sister Ling'er's Weibo so confused!"

"Sister Ling'er talks about her goddess, and praises her as a great beauty."

"Sister Ling'er, although you are telling the truth, the taste will change when you say it!"

"Sister Ling'er is a goddess and a great beauty, but she is definitely not a goddess. Goddess has someone else."

"Sir, can't the singer who sings "Childhood" and "Chrysanthemum Platform"?"

"Sister Ling'er is answering some fans' questions?"

"The goddess is really a beautiful girl! Sister Ling'er's photo is exposed!"

"The goddess is a great beauty! I have the urge to laugh on this Weibo post?"

"Isn't it a great beauty who dares to be a goddess?"

......

Wang Ling'er suddenly posted on Weibo, with only one sentence without any explanation, which made many people confused, speculated and hot discussions. What many people did not expect was that this Weibo actually topped the topic list and the hot search list.

Before class the next afternoon, Zhang Ling got news from Zhao Xin, which was a little surprised. Unfortunately, even if Wang Linger said on Weibo that she was a big beauty and was on the topic list, her goddess charm value did not increase much.

Even if you publish a book for Mao, you can increase the charm of the goddess, but you can't sing.

Maybe it was the author's introduction and the hazy photo. Zhang Ling is now very well-known among the students with this book.

"So fast?" Qiu Rui took the manuscript handed over by Zhang Ling and said in surprise. Isn't it too fast to write the song so quickly?

"There is no limited style, so it's natural soon." Zhang Ling smiled and said, "What's more, if you have something to do next two days, you won't write it out earlier, and you don't know when it will be delayed."

"What's the speech contest?" Qiu Rui asked casually, but her eyes looked at the song manuscript.

"Yes! After the speech contest, you still have to prepare for the final exam." Zhang Ling smiled and said.

"You still need to prepare for the final exam." Qiu Rui raised her head and smiled, and said. After that, she buried her head in the manuscript again. When she raised her up again, Zhang Ling was no longer there and didn't know when she left.

"Genius!" Qiu Rui sighed and said immediately. Zhang Ling's song is of course of no quality, and it is very suitable for Wang Linger's voice.

Being able to write songs or writing songs for people is completely different.

Qiu Rui gave the song to Wang Ling'er, which undoubtedly surprised Wang Ling'er. She liked this song very much.

"Remember to give money, according to the standards of famous lyricists," Qiu Rui reminded.

"I will lose her money." Wang Ling'er rolled her eyes and then said, "The contract is ready. The degree to which she should leave will naturally leave."

"That's good." Qiu Rui nodded. She was not worried about Wang Ling'er, but worried about the company behind Wang Ling'er.

When Wang Yuxin went to school to find Zhang Ling, she had already gone to the site of the speech contest.

The Tianfu Middle School Speech Competition is officially held and involves major middle schools in the city. Since it is a competition, it is a competition, so there is a comparison.

Tianfu No. 1 Middle School is one of the best middle schools in Tianfu City, and the only one that can be compared with it is Tianfu Middle School. The two middle schools are far ahead and have a high crush on other schools. The two schools compete in each other in all aspects, which is very fierce.

Overall, Tianfu No. 1 Middle School has better science than Tianfu No. 1 Middle School. However, Tianfu No. 1 Middle School has better liberal arts than Tianfu No. 1 Middle School.

In the last speech contest, Tianfu Middle School won the championship, while Tianfu No. 1 Middle School only won the runner-up. The person who won the runner-up was Xiao Yang, and he also gained an advantage in competing for the president of the Student Union with this qualification.

"Oh, isn't this Xiao Yang? Didn't you lose last year? Why are you so embarrassed to participate? Oh, that's right. There seems to be no one who can make a move except you. Although you can't win the championship, that runner-up or something has a chance." Several people walked to Xiao Yang and others, and one of them said with a smile, "But even if you win the runner-up again, aren't you afraid of becoming a ten thousand-year-old second?"

After the man said that, he immediately laughed, and the person next to him also laughed.

Provocation! There is also ridicule! However, it has no technical content, which makes Zhang Ling feel a little brainless.

However, such provocation really made Xiao Yang extremely angry.

Xiao Yang was not so easily angered, but Zhang Ling couldn't calm down when she was in front of her.

How can you make a fool of yourself in front of your goddess?

"Sun Xing, let's talk about it when you win! You really think that you can be as lucky as last time in this competition." Although Xiao Yang was angry, he was very restrained. He did not curse, nor did he make a big fuss, but instead mocked him.

"I win the championship because of my strength." Sun Xing curled his lips and said. He looked at Zhang Ling, who was watching the show next to Xiao Yang, and his eyes lit up immediately and he said, "Hey, this classmate, are you here to participate in the competition too?"

"Do you have any objections?" Zhang Ling said lightly.

"How could it be?" Sun Xing smiled and said, "You have some time to start watching the game. Why don't we find a place, have a drink, and communicate?"

"I won't communicate with fools." Zhang Ling said lightly.

"Who are you talking about?" Sun Xing was stunned for a moment, then his face changed, he frowned and said.

"What do you think?" Zhang Ling said in a low tone.

"Let's go!" Zhang Ling then said to Xiao Yang.

"Stop!" Sun Xing did not expect Zhang Ling to be so disrespectful, and even said that he was a fool for no reason. How could he tolerate this? So many people watched.

"You make it clear, who is the fool?" Sun Xing said with a cold face.

"Isn't it obvious enough?" Zhang Ling looked at Xiao Yang and asked in surprise.

Xiao Yang was stunned at first, then smiled and said, "It's obvious. However, you can't look at fools with an ordinary eye. If he understands, he is not a fool."

"Yes!" Zhang Ling nodded, then smiled and said to Xiao Yang, "Don't argue with fools in the future, because he will pull you to the same level and then defeat you with rich experience."

When Xiao Yang heard this, he almost laughed. He resisted cooperating with Zhang Ling's performance, pretended to be curious and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"Hide! You can't afford to mess with me, you can afford to hide!" Zhang Ling smiled and said.

The two of them spoke as if there was no one around. But the sound of their speech was heard clearly. At this time, Sun Xing felt smoke coming from his seven orifices, and he felt like he was about to explode on the spot.

He mocked Xiao Yang, wanting to affect his mood in the game, but he didn't want to steal the chicken and lose all the rice.
Chapter completed!
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