2157: C2157 The Credibility of the South Group

C2157 The Credibility of the South Group

No one knew what kind of changes Lee Nanfang's body was going through.

Even he himself was completely unaware.

It was Lee Nanfang's first time to discover something special in the virtual world. He was in a very comfortable mood as he practiced a special cultivation technique and enjoyed the wonderful feeling of communicating with the heaven and earth.

Of course, this world was fake.

His feelings could only be fake.

If he had to say that something was true, it was most likely because in this kind of special cultivation process, his mental strength would continue to increase unceasingly.

He remembered that when Yang Xiao ran into the virtual training field, he purposely provoked Lee Nanfang's murderous intent and guided the Black Dragon's growth through this method.

Now, with Lee Nanfang's state of mind at peace, it was understandable for his mental strength to be enhanced, thereby increasing his ability to resist the Black Dragon's invasion.

His mind was empty.

He had received an unprecedented spiritual baptism.

There was always the feeling of stepping onto the clouds to become a saint.

A light breeze blew past. He, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly flew up with the wind like a paper man that was as light as a feather.

It was as if there was an invisible hand holding him up high, constantly rising up, getting closer and closer to the white clouds in the sky.

All of a sudden, a strong wind blew the clouds away.

Lee Nanfang fell even faster. Just as he was about to touch the ground, his body suddenly stopped. It was only after two seconds that he completely fell to the ground.

At the same time, the ground began to shake violently.

He was no longer that contented person.

He opened his eyes and looked around.

There was nothing. It was still that world, but from the sky to the earth, to everything, it was all violently trembling.

There was even a special sound that sounded muffled.

As time passed, the sound became clearer and clearer. Lee Nanfang finally heard it clearly. It was the roar of a dragon.

He clearly remembered that every time he was under the control of the Black Dragon, before he lost consciousness, he would let out such a long howl.

Was it the Black Dragon?

What was that guy trying to do?

While still in a daze, he raised his head once again and saw that a crack had suddenly appeared in the blue sky.

The crack grew larger and larger, spreading across the sky like a crack in tempered glass, scattering in all directions.

As the cracks expanded, the dragon's roar became clearer.

What was going on?

Was the black dragon in the world, or was it Shen Qingwu, that woman, playing a prank on the virtual reality device's world settings?

No matter what.

In short, it was impossible for normal people to survive in this apocalyptic environment.

Although he wouldn't die, Lee Nanfang didn't want to casually taste the taste of death.

Let's go.

There's nothing else fun in this place anyway.

Thinking about this, Lee Nanfang followed the method that Shen Qingwu taught him before he entered the virtual world and cut off the connection between him and this high-tech equipment.

The moment Lee Nanfang exited this special system, he clearly saw that the sky had been completely cracked. There was a large patch of darkness behind the crack and a huge dragon claw stretched out from it, grabbing the crack in the sky.

That claw only needed a bit of force to tear the sky apart and bring out something from the darkness.

Right at that moment, the seconds ended. Lee Nanfang's nerves were severed and his consciousness returned to his body. At that moment, he seemed to have heard the Black Dragon's angry howls.

The voice faded and he opened his eyes. It was Shen Qingwu's professor's office.

But Shen Qingwu had vanished.

The first thing he saw was Gulina, who was sitting beside the apparatus, holding her chin with both hands and looking at him with a smile.

"Beauty Gu, why is it you?"

Lee Nanfang asked in shock.

Gulina smiled and said, "Prof. Su has some urgent matters to attend to so she left. Before she left, she asked me to come over and check on you. "Now that I look at it, there doesn't seem to be any unexpected circumstances."

"Hmm? Shen Qingwu left? "Then how long have I been lying here?"

"I don't know how long exactly. I only know that I waited here for you for four hours."

As Gulina finished her sentence, Lee Nanfang was even more shocked. He quickly turned his head to look at the clock on the wall.

Around 3 in the afternoon.

He still remembered that when he sent Shen Qingwu and Gulina back to school, it was around 10 AM in Ha City.

He had clearly felt that he had only been in that virtual world for a short while, but he hadn't thought that so long would have passed.

Shen Qingwu had a conscience.

She had an urgent matter to take care of, so she found someone else to watch over Lee Nanfang and was afraid that an accident might happen.

But it was just as Gulina had said, nothing unexpected happened at all.

Lee Nanfang felt like he had a nap. He was full of energy. Even though he hadn't eaten lunch, he was full of energy and didn't feel hungry at all.

As for the apocalyptic scene he saw in the virtual world …

Who cares?

In any case, whether there are any teams or not will not affect me in any way.

Lee Nanfang jumped out of the capsule and stretched his muscles. He secretly decided that he had to find an opportunity as soon as possible and get a few of these civilian version of the virtual reality training equipment from Longteng Force.

Regardless of the entertainment effect.

At the very least, using it as a bed to sleep on was a very good choice.

He felt that Nanfang had found a way to make money and was in a good mood. He turned around and saw Gulina holding two books and waving at him.

"Lee Nanfang, I'm relieved if you're fine. I have a required course in the afternoon, but fortunately you woke up so early. Otherwise, I still need to apply for leave, so I'll be leaving first. "

As they spoke, Gulina walked out.

Lee Nanfang also wanted to say goodbye.

However, when the words were about to reach her mouth, Shen Qingwu's words suddenly came to mind.

Nana has autistic syndrome.

Because of this mental illness, she had never had any real friends, nor did she care about anyone.

And she has a special interest in you, Lee Nanfang, which means that you are the only friend in her world.

As the only friend he had, he would accompany her occasionally and have a few words with her. It was like doing quests in a game, wasn't it good?

To you, it's just a small matter.

However, to Nana, this was definitely something that would make her happy for a whole year.

These words were like an incantation, they lingered in Lee Nanfang's mind and the "goodbye" that was on his lips all of a sudden became: "Wait." Beauty Gu, since I have nothing better to do, how about I accompany you for a lesson? "

He regretted saying those words.

He had never attended a primary school in his entire life. Recalling the scene of the teacher sitting in the classroom and listening to the teacher harping on it for tens of minutes, not understanding what the other party was talking about, he felt uncomfortable.

However, he only regretted it for a moment.

Seeing the happy smile on Beauty Gu's face, Lee Nanfang felt that even if he were to go to jail for tens of minutes, it would be worth it to be able to get a smile from a beauty.

The two of them left the office and headed straight for the great hall in the school building.

Boss Lee had never thought that he would start his first university course in such a hasty manner.

A compulsory course for college students called "Public Economics."

Lee Nanfang still doesn't understand, why is there public economics, is there private economics as well?

Is it the kind that teaches men how to make money in the village?

The professor in the class was a small old man. He was short and looked to be about 1.6 meters.

He wore a pair of large framed glasses that almost covered half of his face.

A typical scholar dressed up like this. Just looking at such a teacher, it was enough to make people uninterested in attending classes.

It would be great if a woman like Shen Qingwu came to class. If all the universities were full of mature and sexy young girls who attended classes, Lee Nanfang thought it would be a pleasure to live on campus for the rest of his life.

Although the professor didn't give Lee Nanfang any sense of anticipation.

However, Lee Nanfang was filled with joy when the real class started.

At the beginning, the old professor called the roll.

He called out four to five names consecutively, and they all answered in different tones.

However, the source of the sound was all from the same location. It was clear that someone had skipped class, and the others had already answered.

Lee Nanfang saw the old professor adjust his glasses and look towards the source of the voice. He did not lose his temper and did not say anything else.

This old man had quite a character.

Just this small incident made Lee Nanfang more interested. He listened to the content of the old professor's lecture seriously.

You don't have to say, there was actually something that Boss Lee agreed to.

The old professor talked about public economics and said the term "credibility". In order to explain this term, he also gave an example. Now that he mentioned it, Chinese merchants like to ask foreigners to endorse them.

It sounds boring.

However, the old professor also took Boss Lee's Nanfang Health Club as an example, which would be much more interesting.

"Some ads are for foreign celebrities, they have some star effect, it's not surprising.

However, there were also some advertisements, they were for foreigners at all, to deceive people.

As long as it is a white skin gold hair foreign person, holding the product smilingly gives a thumbs up, immediately appears the product trustworthy, the quality of the quality.

The people of China, on the other hand, liked this sort of thing.

On the face of it, it is a foreign face that is rented by a foreigner.

In fact, in his bones, he was renting the credibility of a foreign country.

This is also proof from the other side that the celebrity effect in China is not as good as before, that celebrities can't get new people from the masses, and that domestic products can't get the approval of consumers.

This was a lack of credibility.

Of course, the main purpose of this example is to appeal to everyone to support Chinese goods, but sometimes we have to admit that the credibility of foreign countries is a little higher than that of China.

At the very least, a Health Club shop that opened Bund Road a while ago invited dozens of famous international soccer stars as a proxy. This was a good example of the perfect use of foreign credibility.

If you simply believe in the credibility of the country, invite the international soccer players to be your spokesperson.

Then, there is no need for us to continue this Health Club anymore … "

These words made Jack's impression of the old professor soar. He started to wonder if he should give the old man two V3 cards and ask him to hide in class to help advertise Nanfang's Health Club.

However, he quickly dispelled this thought.

Because as they went deeper into the classroom, the old man no longer mentioned Nanfang's Health Club anymore, making Boss Lee rather dissatisfied with the other party's advertisement.

The old professor was full of zest.

Like most of the other students in the classroom, Lee Nanfang was drowsy.

Suddenly, a crisp ringtone sounded out, interrupting the professor's lecture and waking all the students up.

Many people frantically searched for their mobile phones. In the end, they discovered that the ringtone belonged to a boy sitting in the middle of the right row.

The boy picked up his phone and looked at it, then rejected the call.

The old professor glanced at him and continued his lecture.

In less than half a minute, his phone rang again.

The boy refused.

The old professor continued his lecture without batting an eyelid.1

Then the third time.

The professor was a little annoyed. "That student over there, please give me a reason why you don't respect me!"

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