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Chapter 268 Gao Yi's flea market refinement

Chapter 268 Gaoyi’s Flea Market (Refined)

“The inventory is so solid?!”

After demarcating the entire page of products, Gao Yi was a little surprised by the grandeur of this celebration.

Not to mention the old faces that have appeared in the spring temple fair, some previously unheard of things also began to appear as my box deepened.

As the name suggests, Gao Yi is very interested in the product called "Absolute Correction Coupon".

——

Absolutely correct coupon.

Choose a different painting and make unconditional corrections.

——

This kind of correction includes innate production deficiencies, such as insufficient materials, resulting in a decline in the quality of the different paintings.

Of course, what is really important besides this is the correction of the complete form of the card pool's different paintings.

As we all know, Gao Yi has always taken advantage of the "newcomer benefits" of the card pool.

All the theme paintings are made with the minimum required three materials. Although there is no castration in terms of functionality, there are still some differences in numerical values.

Just because he doesn't say it doesn't mean he doesn't have ideas.

Now, since the system is arranged, Gao Yi must win it no matter what.

Absolute correction card - 30 points.

"have to."

Gao Yi slapped his forehead.

The three different paintings cost one hundred and fifty, and now add thirty, plus other scattered wants to fill the inventory, the number of points is at least three hundred.

"Three hundred...I have to jump horizontally several times to earn so much."

The reason why he came up with the market transaction of taking away money was to earn points by using the brush method of exchanging whole banknotes for change, then changing the change for whole banknotes, and then changing the whole banknotes for change.

But I didn't expect that the chairman would move it immediately with just one word.

If the system hadn't allowed him to actively intervene in activities, he would have wanted to be hypnotized!



Tick ​​tock tick.

April 29th.

Today is Friday, and it is also the eve of the Labor Day holiday. In addition to the school cleaning, the flea market submitted by Gaoyi also started as scheduled.

However, as the saying goes, the road in life cannot be smooth sailing, and Gao Yi also experienced his second overturn.

After the chairman clicked "no money", the school leaders seemed to want to show their sense of participation. After reviewing and approving, they added "dots".

[...It is obviously unnecessary to borrow the playground for activities. The large-scale circulation of people will inevitably lead to the generation of a large amount of garbage. At the same time, the rectification of the venue after the event will become an additional task, which requires...]

[After unanimous discussion in the office, it was believed that it is most appropriate for this activity to be carried out in the respective classrooms of the classes. Not only will it not hinder the cleaning of the general cleaning, but it can also promote communication between grade levels.]

[For similar matters, you can refer to the Children’s Day garden tour for primary and secondary school students. The recommended time is from noon to afternoon before school, two to three hours is the best.]

"It's gone, it's gone?!"

In the classroom, Allen's eyes widened and he looked extremely sad and angry after listening to Gao Yi's retelling: "The activity that I have been waiting for for so long is gone."

Lao Luo couldn't bear it and wanted to pat his shoulder to comfort him, but he heard his self-destructive speech there: "I also want to take the washbasin from my senior sister..."

"I also want to collect a Gundam that was sold by my girlfriend. That's about it."

Mr. Qian pursed his lips: "No matter how painful it is for you, it will be as painful as that of Lao Gao. This event is equivalent to his child. The child is stillborn before he is born."

In the corner, Gao Yi, surrounded by cold colors, was lying on his side, as if invisible tears were falling from the corners of his eyes.

He felt he had underestimated the school's emasculating power.

The flea market has closed the market, what is the difference between that and collecting rags?

Refer to the park activities. Damn it, we are not door-to-door collectors.

"Lao Gao, don't be sad. If the child is gone, it is gone. You can still..."

On the side, Xie Yingying, who happened to be passing by, was shocked when she heard these words of comfort. She covered her slightly open mouth with her little hands, and her pretty face looked like she had seen a ghost.

"Wo wo wo wo... oh my God."

At this time, the classroom door was opened, and Teacher Ma, who was carrying cleaning supplies, walked up to the podium and frowned as he looked at the still noisy scene below.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

"Quiet!"

He picked up the pointer and quickly hit the podium with a set of five lightning whips. He looked around the quiet class, nodded, and gave a brief explanation of the afternoon's arrangements.

"Everyone, just clean the classroom and everything will be fine. As for the rags... the flea market."

"Class committee members, please make your own arrangements. In short, don't change things that cannot be changed, such as your textbooks, homework, or tables... I shouldn't need to say more about this, right?"

Seeing the unanimous nods below, Teacher Ma pointed to the open space at the door: "We don't want to make any big fights. After everyone has finished cleaning, we can just find some tables and chairs to put things on."

"Then now, let's start moving the tables. Everyone will follow the duty schedule. Sweep the floor when you need to, and wipe the blackboard when you need to."

"Also, clean the chewing gum on the floor, don't pretend you didn't see it..."

Amidst the creaking sounds of tables, chairs and floors rubbing against each other, the general cleaning of No. 3 Middle School began.

"Hey, Alan."

Gao Yi greeted Allen, who was holding the eraser: "Are you going to wipe the blackboard? However, I remember that's not what you do, right?"

Allen showed a meaningful smile and walked directly to the door without answering.

"Hey, Mr. Qian."

Gao Yi saw Mr. Qian going out again holding a chalk box and humming a tune: "You..."

At this time, before he could finish his words, Gao Yi suddenly understood something and immediately chased after him.

"You two are so fucking coming back!"

"call--"

Seeing that the operation of his class market was finally on track, Gao Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

In front of his eyes, the initial transaction items for this event have been drawn up.

→Wooden stick

——A flat, smooth and strong wooden stick is definitely the magic weapon that most boys dream of. If you hide it well, you can command the world in every physical education class.

→Knife

——The knife from the laboratory seems to be a tool for the fruit power generation experiment. Because it was wrapped with bandages and tape to avoid hurting the hand, it looks like a knife and a rope.

→Scorpio Glass Ball

——There is a Scorpio pattern inside the glass, and there should be eleven other glass balls.

→Shell

——The uncrowned king in the sandpit, invincible against the pressure of numerous shells.

→[Zhuge Liang]

——The rare cards from the Three Kingdoms have super high intelligence values, which will definitely be helpful for some students whose decks have intelligence shortcomings.

Looking at these transactions, Gao Yi fell into deep thought.

It turns out that he always thought that he had escaped from vulgar taste.

Now it seems that it is still somewhat sentimental.

"Let's see if there's anything you want."

"Yes, a pack of spicy strips in exchange for this pen."

"A pack of spicy strips? Hey, I said, this is a treasure! It belongs to the beauty of our school - two packs of crispy noodles!"

"Two packs of instant noodles? There are no refills in them... Wait a minute, which school beauty are you talking about? Our school didn't choose a school beauty at all."

"Okay, Mr. Haggler! A pack of crispy noodles."

"make a deal!"

(End of chapter)


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