agt In order for Qian Yinxiang to help him participate in the school's English speech contest, Wang Ling had no choice but to agree and let him possess the girl after nothing happened.
At the same time, Wang Ling also felt that as long as there was a ghost possessing him, it seemed that in order to prevent and resist the ghost at any time, the Yin Gong in his body was constantly improving.
Wang Ling began to wonder whether his yin skills were rewarded by the mysterious man Niu Shuai through solving crimes and doing tasks, or whether he developed them slowly on his own body.
However, at this time, his Yin Gong has reached level 40, which is very powerful.
Being possessed by a ghost like Qian Yinxiang is nothing at all.
He can completely control Qian Yinxiang's words and actions.
There are only three days left in the English speech contest.
Wang Ling has no time to think about it and has to deal with it with all his strength.
What he needs to deal with is not trying to review his spoken English, but dealing with the concerns and doubts of the people around him.
On this day, at Qian Yinxiang's strong request, Wang Ling had no choice but to let him possess him.
Before class in the morning, when he saw Lan Lingxuan and Xia Ziping, Wang Ling, who was under the control of Qian Yinxiang, did not avoid them at all and went directly to say hello.
After the last rescue in the grove, Lan Lingxuan's affection for him became much stronger.
But also because he saw her being bullied by Xu Junxi, he seemed to feel a little embarrassed every time he saw Wang Ling.
At this time, seeing Wang Ling, Lan Lingxuan seemed to have something to say.
She stopped, stared at her two watery eyes, and questioned: "You are going to participate in the school's English speech contest."
"Yes, that's right."
Wang Ling nodded vigorously.
"You are really sure of winning."
Xia Ziping stared at him, unable to believe it.
"Who knows?"
Wang Ling said disdainfully, "You still don't know what confidence I can have.
How long has it been since I first came to school that Teacher Jiao Qing insisted on letting me participate?
What can I do for the sake of the four of us?"
Class 1 and 4, I can only make do with it.”
"You are not sure at all, so why are you still participating?"
Lan Lingxuan was a little surprised and seemed a little angry, "Even I don't dare to participate."
"Oh, I forgot, our school beauties are all good at studies, ha," Wang Ling said with a smile.
Lan Lingxuan also felt that what she said was a bit too narcissistic.
After all, Wang Ling's level had not been demonstrated in their class.
Just that one calculus class has already made the students in the class admire him to the point of admiration.
"Seriously, how sure are you?"
Xia Ziping asked again, "There are fifteen departments in the school, and there will be fifteen people.
Are you sure you can be among the top seven in the school?"
"Well, this is Teacher Jiao's expectation for me, and it is also the goal of my efforts."
Wang Ling smiled secretly, "Oh, let's not talk about this.
It's so early in the morning, let's talk about love and feel comfortable. oh."
Although Wang Ling would often be attracted to beautiful girls when he saw them, he was not like the average mean boy who always teases her.
At this time, being possessed by Qian Yinxiang, Wang Ling still gave this guy a lot of initiative, which was just to satisfy his ghost's desire.
It's a pity that Ye Qianfan always stays by his side in order to protect Lan Lingxuan and Xia Ziping.
Even though it was Qian Yinxiang who possessed him and molested the girl, his body belonged to Wang Ling after all.
Wang Ling would not indulge Qian Yinxiang and let him use his body to do whatever he wanted, causing Ye Qianfan to misunderstand.
This was the case now.
Wang Ling, under the control of Qian Yinxiang, just wanted to get close to Lan Lingxuan and Xia Ziping, when Wang Ling's soul took back his body.
Ye Qianfan motioned for him to walk slower.
Seeing Lan Lingxuan and Xia Ziping turning the corner and walking into the teaching building, Ye Qianfan pulled Wang Ling and hid behind a nearby bush, and asked worriedly: "Hey, are you okay?
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I didn't hear how good your English is.
Don’t embarrass the class.”
Ye Qianfan was very worried and asked a series of questions in one breath.
"Hey, sister Qianfan, when have I ever let you down?"
Wang Ling handed his body to Qian Yinxiang again, with a confident smile on his face, and actually stretched out his arms to hug Ye Qianfan's shoulders.
"Be solemn, there are a lot of people here," Ye Qianfan said cautiously, "I know you can see ghosts, but can ghosts help you?
Besides, even if ghosts can help you fight, can they help you with some English speech contests?"
"What do you think?"
Wang Ling said with a smile.
Originally, Qian Yinxiang wanted to tell Ye Qianfan that it was Qian Yinxiang who was helping, but Wang Ling immediately warned him that this would make Ye Qianfan even more unforgettable about him.
Qian Yinxiang felt that it was right.
If he said now that he was helping Wang Ling win this English speech contest, wouldn't Ye Qianfan miss him even more and be filled with sadness?
Therefore, Qian Yinxiang could only conceal his existence and attribute all the credit to Wang Ling.
The list of participants for the English speech contest has been announced, and Jiao Qing's Class 414 suddenly exploded.
No one expected that Wang Ling would be the one representing their class 414 in the competition.
The moment Wang Ling walked into the classroom, everyone focused their attention on Wang Ling.
Wang Ling once again became the focus of everyone.
However, Wang Ling had already revealed his abilities in this class more than once before, so no one dared to question him casually.
However, judging from the way everyone looked at him, there were still many people who didn't believe that.
Especially the fourth young master, Chen Dapao, and his five or six younger brothers began to talk coldly and launch attacks.
"Oh, this guy must have some kind of background," Chen Dapao said.
"Even if his calculus is a little better, it doesn't necessarily mean his English is really top-notch.
You know we have four classes in our department.
Could it be that his His English proficiency is better than that of the fake foreign devils in Class 413.
How can he be better than our school beauties Lan Lingxuan and Xia Ziping?"
"That's right, that's right."
One of Chen Dapao's younger brothers began to agree, "Every year for the English speech competition, our department conducts competitions and selections in advance.
This year, it seems that there is not even a selection.
Others have not heard of a selection.
Isn't this more revealing?
Does this guy have a background?"
"That's right.
This kid must be the son of that wealthy businessman and official.
Alas, Fourth Young Master, we don't think he is very capable.
It seems that he is nothing more than that."
"Hey, how do you people know that I'm not good at this?"
Lan Lingxuan couldn't stand it anymore and suddenly stood up and angrily scolded Chen Dapao and his group.
"Yo yo yo, this is not the second school beauty, no, now the first school beauty drowned inexplicably, now she should be called the first school beauty," Chen Dapao said in a sinister manner, "Hey, Smurfette, this is unfair I'll tell you what happened, but it's for your own good.
You are such a bitch, Lu Dongbin, that you don't know a good person's heart."
"Who are you calling a dog?"
Lan Lingxuan was furious.
Wang Ling hurriedly waved his hand, motioning Lan Lingxuan to sit down, and then pointed towards the door.
Everyone involuntarily looked in the direction pointed by his hand.
With a creak, the door opened, and Teacher Jiao Qing walked in proudly: