I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

Zhao Linglan is driving a second-hand psionic sports car. It does not burn oil and does not charge. As long as one unit of psionic energy travels for two thousand kilometers, there will be no residual gas.

When approaching the sports car, Yang Fan was a little itchy. He couldn't help but want to go to the main driver. As a result, Zhao Linglan gave him a co-pilot.

"Bad boy, how many times have you told me that you are not allowed to touch the steering wheel!"

Unexpectedly, Yang Fan glanced at it. Zhao Linglan sat in the main driving and gave a seat belt. He also told Yang Fan to bring the seat belt to the car.

“Why?” Yang Fan dissatisfied: “My driving skills are very good, you have to believe me!”

"I believe you a ghost. The last time I believed you, I asked you to drive the Q1 at home to the moat. I haven't got it yet!"

Zhao Linglan glanced at Yang Fan and then skillfully started the sports car. Once the throttle was added, the sports car would be on the road smoothly.

Is there this?

Yang Fan Nono said nothing, no impression at all, when is the matter to be turned out to say, interesting?

It must be said that the Psionic sports car not only has stable performance, but also has a fast speed. In less than ten minutes, they steadily parked in front of the Yangjia Restaurant in Anping Street.

The hotel is not big, there are only two facades on the left and right, because it is not a meal, so it is empty and there are no diners.

After Zhao Linglan and Yang Fan walked in from the outside, there was a "welcome!" in the direction of the kitchen. Then the curtains glimpsed and a smile with a smile on it came out from inside.

Yang Fan’s father, Yang Chaoqun.

The third generation of the Yangjia Restaurant, a cook with a martial artist's first-class strength but never hunted the monsters out of the city.

Seeing the entrance is Zhao Linglan's mother and son, Yang Chaoqun's face is even more smiling: "It turned out that my eldest son came back, come back just right, come in and help me to get started, your favorite omelette noodles will come out immediately. Pot!"

Seeing the broad and loving smile on Yang Chaoqun's face, Yang Fan was warm in his heart and said: "Dad, today our school simulates..."

"It’s OK, what the school is doing for him, now it’s important to eat noodles, come in and help!”

Yang Chaoqun interrupted Yang Fan’s words and did not want to reveal his son’s scars. Anyway, he never expected his son’s martial arts to be so powerful. He cares, his son’s cooking in the morning.

As the fourth generation descendant of Yangjia Restaurant, Yang Chaoqun always hopes that his son can settle down and inherit his clothes.

When a cook has something bad, eat and drink, even if it is really going to fight, it is also a proper logistician in the army, and the safety factor can be much higher than the cannon fodder that is charged.

It is a pity that Yang Fan does not let him worry about it. He always wants to pursue what is the peak of martial arts. He wants to go hunting outside the city to hunt the monster. Even if he has been practicing for ten years, he is still a veteran second. He has never been willing to give up.

I hope that this mock exam will allow him to recognize the reality and willingly inherit the restaurant of their Yang family.

"Right right, don't say anything in the past, let's eat first!" Zhao Linglan voted for Yang Chaoqun's appreciative eyes and directly pushed Yang Fan into the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the door, Yang Fan saw a petite figure squatting on a table in the back and holding a bowl of sea to eat noodles.

"Brother, are you coming back, how is your test?!"

When I heard the movement, Xiaotoutou turned back and revealed to Yang Fan a big smile, but the question asked was a bit of a heart.

Yang Fan didn't care about her problem. Her eyes were fixed on this younger sister. Her heart was awkward. Isn't that the little apprentice Yang Guo that he received in Rongcheng? How did she come to reality and become her sister?

Yang Fan slammed his head and couldn't help but walked up, raised his hands, and squeezed on the two little faces of Xiao Yangguo. It was really evil, and even the feel was the same!

"Brother! How do you lick my face, how many times have I told you that I have grown up, and you are not allowed to lick my face again!"

The little girl glared at Yang Fan and reached out to open his hands and protested.

"fruit, how to talk to your brother! Your brother is like you want to pinch your little face, the sister of someone else wants to let him pinch him is not too rare to pinch it!"

Zhao Linglan secretly gave Yang Guo a look. This girl is really less and less eye-catching. Didn’t you see your brother’s mood is not so good today?

"Mom, you know that you are facing him, patriarchal, hehe!"

Yang Guo naughtyly rushed Zhao Linglan to spit out his tongue, and then looked at Yang Chaoqun with a pair of big eyes: "Dad, you saw it, my mother and my brother joined forces to bully me, you can't care!"

Yang Chaoqun couldn't help but smile: "You little spirit, is your brother bullying you, how do I feel like you are deliberately bullying your brother?"

Yang Guo’s little face was red, and he was dissatisfied with Yang Chaoqun’s face: “Sad father, bad father, you bully me, ignore you!”

Yang Fan stared at it all the time. The head, the looks, the voice, the temper, and even the names were exactly the same. Couldn't the Yang Guo in Rongcheng be the character he deliberately virtualized according to his sister's image?

"Xiaofan, what's wrong with you, won't you even know your sister?"

Zhao Linglan has been observing Yang Fan's demeanor. When he saw Yang Guo's expression differently, he could not help but ask with some worries: "Is the impact of virtual assessment not completely eliminated, and the memory is chaotic?"

Yang Chaoqun and Yang Guo heard the words, and they turned their heads toward Yang Fan.

Yang Fan shook his head lightly: "The effect is still a little bit, but the problem is not big, you don't have to worry anymore. I will recover when I go to the upper floor to sleep later."

"Right, eat first, go to the upstairs to sleep after eating, take a good rest! You have never been exposed to such a high degree of virtual game mode, it will inevitably be somewhat uncomfortable, it does not matter, slowly All right."

Yang Chaoqun nodded and whispered two sentences, and then began to fire under Yang Fan. After a few minutes of effort, he put a bowl of steaming fried egg noodles to Yang Fan.

The bowl is a wide open bowl of sea, filled with golden noodles weighing five pounds, and a giant omelet that is big with the mouth of the bowl.

Yang Fan took the chopsticks and picked the double-sided golden quiche in the bowl. The saliva secretion in the mouth accelerated and the stomach seemed to be more hungry.

"This time, you Zhang Shu, they copied a turkey nest outside the city, and they seized two hundred pounds of fire eggs, and a whole basket of normal eggs of the size of the fist. For a long time, we have a store. No more eggs will be eaten."

Yang Chaoqun’s face is filled with a cheerful smile. As a qualified chef, he likes to see fresh ingredients fall into his bag, which means he can cook more delicious dishes for himself. The family also had diners in the store to taste.

"Thank you, Dad, I am moving!"

Yang Fan took up the chopsticks and began to sit at the table and pulled up against the bowl of the sea. He slid and slid, and the posture was just like the posture of Yang Guo when he was eating noodles.

Three minutes later, a large bowl of noodles all entered his stomach. Then, he picked up the roast meat from Zhao Linglan's new end and ate it in a big way.

These bacon are the ribs of a second-class wild boar demon, fat and thin, with aroma.

Only a small piece was eaten, and Yang Fan’s stomach was slightly bulged and completely full.

The apprentices of the apprentices have a large amount of food, but it depends on what they eat. If it is the flesh and blood of the first or second-class monsters, they can satisfy them only half a catty or two or three. One day food needs.

However, the flesh and blood of the beast is expensive, and ordinary people can't afford it if they eat it every day.

That is to say, Yang Fan, their family, how much free money, can often take out the meat of some low-order monsters to supply the daily energy consumption of Yang Fan brothers and sisters.

"I am full, go up to rest!"

Putting the tableware down, Yang Fan greeted his parents, then got out of the kitchen and went straight to the second floor from the stairs in the store.

Yang Guo is also the same. After Yang Fan left, she also trotting and wanting to go back to the room to rest.

Zhao Linglan seemed to see through the little girl's careful thoughts. When she went out, she suddenly warned: "Don't let go of your brother after going upstairs. He is in a bad mood today, his spirit is not in the state, remember to let him rest well!"

"I know that I know, my mother knows how to count me down, hey!" Little girl snorted and ran up the stairs. www.wuxiaspot.com~ After the brothers and sisters all left, they always laughed and laughed. The smile on the face suddenly came to a close, and the look solemnly said to Zhao Linglan: "Wife, Xiaofan's mental state seems to be somewhat wrong, know what is the content of their mock exam today?"

Zhao Linglan said: "In the "Salvation" as a savior, save the Terran, save the end of the world. I have inquired from the teachers of the school that each character in the game will basically have a golden finger that can be turned into a magical, let The role can be done in the game no matter what you do, all the way up."

"Xiaofan is now in this state. It is estimated that after realizing the powerful advantages of being a genius and a protagonist in a virtual game, he will start to self-doubt against himself in reality, so he will be so boring."

Yang Chaoqun’s mouth was pumping, and he was indignant and angry: “But a small mock exam, the Fed’s gangsters have to use games with such a high degree of virtuality. This is not a deliberate attempt to force those talents to be low. Is the student inferiority collapse?"

"Okay, what is the use of these things? Can you change the decision of the education bureau?" Zhao Linglan didn't take a good look at Yang Chaoqun. He said: "The urgent task now is to find a way to make Xiaofan as early as possible. Get rid of the psychological effects of the game."

Yang Chaoqun waved his hand and said: "This is not to be so anxious. My son's psychological quality is not so fragile. We should give him a little more confidence."

A young man who has lived for three years in the South China Military Academy with the name of "Shame of South China", the psychological quality has long been tempered as gold and steel bones are tough, how could it be given a virtual game life Hit it?

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