Zhang Jiao in the bathtub didn't remember what happened at all. He crawled out of the water in a mess, subconsciously touched his dizzy forehead, feeling his head hot.

He came to the washing mirror hanging on the wall, wiped the mist on it, took a photo, and saw that his face was burning red, and said to himself in surprise: "Did this color be cooked last night?"

Then I was surprised to find that because my body was too hot, the moisture soaked in my clothes began to vaporize.

His thoughts quickly turned, summoned Fu Duanxingjun, turned into a giant pig, spit out a pile of mucus, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Since the fantasy realm, when Zhang Jiao needs to take nutrients to practice, he mostly goes into the Huaguo Mountain.

Now that the situation is unclear and eager to heal the wound, I have to eat it and prepare it in Fu Duanxingjun's stomach, stirring the crumbs of nutrient residue, and I feel a little disgusting for a moment.

It took a long time to finish the meal and walked out of the bathroom with a long breath.

Outside the door is a large room with decoration characteristics.

White floor, black walls and black and white ceilings.

There is a metal pillar in the middle, with shackles wrapped around thin chains hanging on it.

A huge massage table is placed inside against the wall.

A mirror is erected at the head of the bed, which can make the person lying on the bed appear.

Zhang Jiao is well-informed, but he has never seen such avant-garde arrangement before. He couldn't help but look at Han Shuangshuang, who was sitting on the floor with a disgusting look on his face and said, "Shuangshuang, is this your room? It's really unique.

But what happened last night, how could I be in your room?"

"You are always living in a theme hotel." Han Shuangshuang said angrily when she heard this: "Zhang Jiao, are you pretending to be stupid or really stupid? You can't even see where this is.

Which woman with a legitimate career will decorate her home with this kind of virtue, let alone an apartment in a university town.”

"Ah, this is a theme hotel," Zhang Jiao said suddenly: "No wonder it's so special. I haven't been here before, but I should try it in the future."

As he said that, he walked curiously to the pillar in the middle of the house, pulled the chain handcuffs on it, nodded frivolously and said, "It's quite strong."

You can use it to unlock new knowledge.”

"Shut up, you stinky hooligan." Han Shuangshuang said with anger.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiao curled his lips and said, "You finished supper in the middle of the night and brought an unconscious person to the theme hotel, but in the end you called someone a hooligan. Is there any reason for it?"

"You really forgot what happened yesterday?" Han Shuangshuang frowned and asked in confusion.

"It's more true than gold." Zhang Jiao sighed and said, "I only remember telling a joke and being disliked by you.

Then you were scolded by your fans and fans.

Then classmate Dou helped me stand up and apologize to others, and I seemed to be angry.

After that, I didn't know anything."

Han Shuangshuang's face showed a gloating expression on her face and added: "Later, because you summoned huge apes, white birds and a few strange costume figures, it made the masters angry.

I was knocked out with a fireball.

Because the master said you need to soak in cold water all night, otherwise you will get seriously ill.

I was afraid that it would be difficult to explain to Director Hong, so I became kind-hearted and invited a few classmates to carry you here."

"That's it," Zhang Jiao scratched his scalp and said, "There is no bathtub in the student dormitory, so it's understandable if you don't send me back.

But even if you open a room outside, you should find a more 'simple' one..."

"This is the most 'simple' room among college students." Han Shuangshuang's face immediately became cold again and interrupted.

Zhang Jiao choked for a moment and opened his mouth and said, "Ah, well, I didn't expect that you college students in Nanyang would be so fierce.

I admire it, I admire it."

"You big-headed ghost," Han Shuangshuang was angry again and shouted angrily: "Last night, because I was afraid that you would drown, my classmates and I were two of them stayed by the bathtub for the whole night.

As a result, I have to listen to you talking nonsense today, which is really annoying.

If I had known, I would have to die.

After leaving, junior sister Dou, we went back to my apartment to take a break.

Keep this hooligan here and play whatever he wants."

He pulled up Dou Wan'er's arm, who had never seen him, and went out and left.

Zhang Jiao watched the two of them leave, rolled his eyelids, and murmured to himself, "It's still a goddess, he has a really bad temper."

His attitude always seems frivolous, but he is always very alert in his heart.

After several hours, I turned over and pretended to be sleeping soundly. I didn't even happen in the afternoon, so I left the hotel.

On the way, I thought about how I lost control on the food street in the university town last night. Zhang Jiao took out his phone and searched it. He found that no one recorded it and posted it online and found that it was a bit strange.

But thinking that in the past few days it is likely to be a critical period for the secret battle between Nanyang and Himaru, and I am also a small character who has made a debut in this national competition. It is natural to give certain public opinion protection, so I felt relieved again.

At this moment, the cell phone Zhang Jiao held in his hand suddenly rang out.

When he saw that the number was Hong Tianbao's call, he picked up the channel casually: "Uncle Tianbao, I just finished class, what's the price?"

"Nonsense, Han Shuangshuang called you in the morning to report your case." Hong Tianbao said tiredly on the other end of the phone: "I was declining all night at that time, and I was in a hurry to turn it over and didn't scold you. Now it's finally..."

"Then have you successfully turned the book?" Zhang Jiao interrupted curiously.

"Of course, my skills in mahjong are first-class. I block my previous home, hold my next home, and press my opponent, and it looks like I have long two perspective eyes.

As long as luck doesn't fade, there is no reason to lose..." Hong Tianbao was shocked when he heard this, and talked about the Sparrow Sutra with great enthusiasm, boasting about his wise performance in the card game, completely forgot the original intention of making this call with Zhang Jiao.

The two chatted for a long time, and Hong Tianbao, who had worked hard to "fight" at the card table for nearly 30 hours, finally exhausted his last little energy and yawned and turned back to the topic in a row.

He reminded Zhang Jiao: "In short, you don't have enough skills. Since you are in your 20s, you are a senior extraordinary person who is planning to make a fortune in the TV industry, you must be determined to make a name for yourself. It's really no harm in learning more theoretical knowledge.

Han Shuangshuang also said that you are very thick-skinned. Last night, I was yelling directly on the food street in the university town. My face was not red and I was breathless and told salty and wet jokes without being angry. It really surprised me."

"Uncle Tianbao, that joke is not salty and wet at all, okay?" Zhang Jiao said distressedly.

But Hong Tianbao didn't listen to his explanation at all and said with relief: "No matter whether it is salty or not, in short, you can put down your posture and perform a comedian in public, which makes me very relieved.

I didn’t expect you to be such a genius dual monk and a awakened legacy.

keep it up."
Chapter completed!