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Chapter 120 Making Money

Soon, Liu Yan'er began to guide Lin Feng.

"Do you think this delivery boy can jump off?"

Wu Qian spoke to Xueying.

"It's hard to say. If he danced so fluently before, he must have a good foundation. Maybe he can jump out."

Xueying spoke to Wu Qian.

"That's true, but why am I expecting something to go wrong between these two people?"

Wu Qian said to Xueying expectantly.

"I think you should see a doctor."

While the two were talking, Lin Feng finally danced that dance completely.

"Good, not bad."

Liu Yan'er looked at Lin Feng in surprise, she didn't expect Lin Feng to get started so quickly, maybe he could succeed.

"Are you ready?"

Liu Yan'er asked Lin Feng.

"All right."

Lin Feng nodded.

"music."

As the music sounded, the figures of the two began to intertwine and change in the field.

"Quick, help me take a picture."

Wu Qian threw her mobile phone to Xueying.

"Why don't you take pictures yourself?"

Xueying said so, but she still turned on the camera obediently.

"I eat dong."

Wu Qian spoke inarticulately.

Liu Yan'er danced more and more frightened, and gradually felt that she had lost control of the initiative. Now the whole dance was initiated by Lin Feng in front of her, and she became the foil, but Lin Fenglai was the foil.

Seeing this scene, the classroom became quiet, and stared blankly at the dancing figures in the field. Unknowingly, the dance came to an end, but everyone did not react.

"I underestimated you."

Liu Yan'er said to Lin Feng with a smile, she never expected that Lin Feng's strength would be so profound, and this level would probably be more than enough in the world.

"clap clap"

It was only at this time that Wu Qian came to her senses, drumming her little hands excitedly.

Today she can be regarded as seeing what is called a master. From Wu Qian's point of view, Lin Feng's level is obviously higher than Liu Yan'er's.

"There, it's just normal."

Lin Feng said awkwardly.

"By the way, I don't know if you are interested in coming to me as a dance teacher."

Liu Yan'er asked Lin Feng, in this situation, Lin Feng could be their dance teacher, it just depends on whether Lin Feng agrees.

Liu Yan'er is looking forward to Lin Feng, she can set an example for those male students, and she can train them better, she is a woman after all, sometimes it is a bit inconvenient.

"No, I like to deliver food, remember to give me five-star praise."

Lin Feng listened to the reminder that the task was completed in his mind, then nodded and ran outside.

"What an interesting person."

Liu Yan'er looked at Lin Feng who had disappeared without a trace and muttered to herself.

"Okay, after the rest, get up and continue training."

Liu Yan'er spoke to the people below.

"Ah~"

Under Wu Qian's complaints and condolences, a new practice started again.

After returning home, Wu Qian looked at the video on her phone, no matter how many times she watched it, she still felt that it was perfect, but that guy Xue Ying didn't take a good picture, and she didn't take a clear picture of the takeaway boy's face.

Wu Qian read it several times and found that it was really good. How could she not share such a good thing with netizens?

Wu Qian thought of this, and directly uploaded the video to the Internet.

Soon, Wu Qian looked at the ever-increasing number of comments on her phone.

"Refresh, a few more comments, it's fun."

Wu Qian looked at the comments below happily and said.

Wu Qian began to play with her mobile phone endlessly.

On the other side, Lin Feng looked at the recommended things on his phone and clicked in disbelief. He didn't expect someone to take a picture of him at that time.

He was not wearing a helmet at the time, and if exposed, his life would be difficult in the future.

"Fortunately, this guy has a problem with shooting. He probably didn't take my face."

After reading it, Lin Feng found that his face was blurred throughout the whole process, so he felt relieved. Looking at the extra comments below, there were mixed messages that he vowed to find Lin Feng. Lin Feng just smiled and didn't respond.

Lin Feng threw his phone aside and started the lottery draw. Ever since he got the master appraisal skill, Lin Feng was full of anticipation for this lottery system. He might get another master-level skill at some point, wouldn't it? Happy.

"Ding, get the skill: Feng Shui Master."

"There is such a skill?"

After listening to the voice in his mind, Lin Feng said in surprise, this kind of skill would not be bad for a Feng Shui master, and it must be a profitable business.

Anyway, this is also a master-level skill, and it will definitely not lose money.

But during this time, the conscience of this system has been discovered?To actually give himself two master-level skills in a row, Lin Feng thought excitedly, maybe in the future he will be a skill every day, so wouldn't he be wonderful.

"Ding, sign in successfully, get skill: Sparrow God, get points: 10 points."

The next day, when Lin Feng heard the voice in his mind, he had a certainty in his mind. He had vaguely discovered that the sign-in skill of this system had a very high chance of triggering tasks. After such a long time, Lin Feng also The task was not triggered a few times, and the task was triggered the rest of the time.

So if you come here, you will be safe. Lin Feng still intends to go directly to deliver food. There are many places to run, and the chance of triggering it will naturally increase greatly.

Lin Feng grabbed an order early in the morning. Everyone knows that in Lin Feng's takeaway business, there is basically no work to do in the morning. Usually, he just buys something to eat at the breakfast shop on the roadside. Who knows how to order takeaway.

So it was a rare thing to receive the list early in the morning.

"Bah, bad luck, it's been all night, why is my luck so bad."

In the room, a young woman shouted angrily at the mahjong table in front of her.

"Chu Yun, you can't let it go just because you keep losing."

At this moment the man opposite the young woman spoke.

"Wang Xiang, I have a lot of money, so I can't afford to lose?"

When Chu Yun heard this, he almost lost his temper.

"What are you talking about, Wang Xiang? Chu Yun has a lot of money, and he still needs you two?"

A woman next to him gave Wang Xiang a tug. The woman's name was Zhang Miao, and she looked at Wang Xiang reluctantly.

"That's right, Wang Xiang, you can take it easy."

The last man left spoke. This man had a rough appearance, and his name was also rough, so he was called Zhang Kuang.

"Understood, understood."

Seeing that the two people were not happy, Wang Xiang quickly gave in.

"Here, isn't it just a small three yuan? I still can't afford it?"

As soon as Chu Yun said that, he threw a few tickets to Wang Xiang.

"That's right, it's me, Meng Lang."

As soon as Wang Xiang saw the note Chu Yun threw over, his eyes lit up.

"Why isn't this takeaway available yet?"

Chu Yun complained and said, she still doesn't believe it, she can keep losing like this, if she doesn't win today, these people don't want to leave.

"Is that Ms. Chu?"

At this moment, Lin Feng rushed over.

"I, I'm starving to death."

Chu Yun took Lin Feng's takeaway and started mumbling something.

(End of this chapter)