Wang Xiaobao whispered without hesitation: "I chose 3, but I haven't thought about any wishes yet."

As the words fell, the black letter paper flashed through, and new information appeared on it...

So advanced?!

Direct voice recognition?

Wang Xiaobao was slightly surprised and looked at him.

"Grandpa is already known to the choice of good grandson."

"After thinking of your wish, please inform your grandfather as soon as possible and receive the reward."

Wang Xiaobao hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, how can I contact you in the future?"

The black letter paper shows: "Although Yinxin can directly connect to the two realms of Yin and Yang, the charge is too high and it is not yet included in the month. If it is not for a major event, I will not use Yinxin again."

Wang Xiaobao immediately realized that the black letter in his hand was called Yinxin.

"Now tell you the new contact method..."

"The good grandson will go to the Huanong Poultry Market tomorrow. The third stall and the fifth chicken cage have a bald rooster. You buy it and keep it at home."

"If you need to contact grandpa, light a stick of incense on the chicken cage, pat the chicken head three times, two heavy and one light, say a rooster leads the way, and grandpa will hear your voice..."

Wang Xiaobao hurriedly picked up the pen and wrote down these key points.

"By the way, grandpa, who is the ancestor who has dreamed about me these days?"

Wang Xiaobao remembered this incident.

"That's your Grandpa Taizu, Wang Tianbao!"

"In order to give you a dream, your grandpa Tianbao has fought half his life and is still recovering from his injuries!"

"Luckily, Xiaobao, you are the extremely Yin body born in the Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, Yin day, Yin day, and it is rare to see in a thousand years, so you can communicate with our Yin and Yang. No one else can do it, and your father Wang Dabao can do it either."

After saying a few more words, grandpa suddenly said something and the cost was over. The Yinxin instantly ignited and completely disappeared.

Wang Xiaobao was lying on the bed, excited and excited.

I kept thinking about the conversation I had just had with my grandfather.

I remembered the rewards that the 18th generation of the ancestors of the Wang family wanted to give him, a wish that could be realized.

"Wish... I'd like to be healthy and live a long life... I'd like to marry a good family... I'd like to go to a good university... I'd like to pick up a million people when I go out..."

With mixed thoughts in my mind, I was confused and Wang Xiaobao fell asleep with a smile.

He slept sweetly tonight.

The next day, I went to school.

The first class in the morning is English class.

Zhao Suqing, wearing a suit and hip skirt, walked into the classroom stepping on the ringtone.

Her beautiful figure made the teacher brighter.

"stand up!"

The female squad leader Zhou Qianwen shouted loudly.

"Hello teacher--!"

43 students stood up and said hello.

Zhao Suqing nodded and said, "Hello, classmates, please sit down!"

When she walked up to the podium with beautiful legs in stockings, she found that the blackboard on the podium was erased, pressing a written review letter.

"Wang Xiaobao's review letter on sleeping in class"

The handwriting is neat and sprinkled with no less than 800 words.

Zhao Suqing's mouth slightly raised and a smile appeared.

"Wang Xiaobao doesn't work hard in his studies, so he is very active in writing a review letter!"

"Have you visited the grave of your ancestors of the Wang family on Qingming Festival?"

Everyone laughed in the classroom.

Wang Xiaobao hurriedly stood up and replied, "Thank you, Teacher Zhao for your praise, I'm visiting the grave!"

He is a polite child.

Zhao Suqing glared at him, then glanced at the whole class and said, "Students, it's two days since the college entrance examination."

"We cannot slack off, we must make the final sprint!"

"Tomorrow, the English test warm-up, and Friday, the senior year group held the eighth round of mock exams."

"The three top classes have included the top 100 in the entire class. Although we are in the ordinary class, I hope someone can get into the top 200..."

Zhao Suqing was cheering the students up.

They are science classes.

Luohe No. 1 Middle School has a total of thirteen science classes, including three top classes and ten ordinary classes, with a total of more than 600 people.

The liberal arts class is calculated separately.

Class 8 of Senior High School is a regular class. As long as someone can get into the top 200 in the entire level, it is already very good.

Zhao Suqing dared not have any other extravagant hopes.

A class ended soon.

Wang Xiaobao spent his sleepiness until Zhao Suqing knocked on his head and took him to the office.

"Xiaobao, why do you always sleep in English classes?" Zhao Suqing asked helplessly, "Did you fall in love early or go to an Internet cafe to play games?"

There were a few male students in the class who were extremely poor in English, but they were very excited in English class, their eyes widened, and their eyes kept following them.

But Wang Xiaobao slept throughout the whole process.

Too puzzling.

Wang Xiaobao lowered his head and whispered: "I haven't played games, nor have I had early love."

"I also tried to study hard, but somehow, my eyelids got out of control when I heard the class ringtone."

"I want to sleep in class."

"My dad said that the ancestors of our Wang family are not good, and their inheritance is not good."

Zhao Suqing was both angry and happy when she heard it.

The first time I heard a student find an excuse to find his ancestor.

"Aren't you going to visit your ancestors' graves on Qingming Festival?" Zhao Suqing asked helplessly.

Wang Xiaobao nodded and said, "I'm visiting the grave!"

"I also burned incense and paper for my ancestors, burned Maserati, private jets, and Ocean Girls!"

Zhao Suqing's face turned red when she heard this, and changed the topic: "Tomorrow's English warm-up test, if you can get into the second-last class, I'll treat you to McDonald's."

"McDonald's is too expensive, I want to kiss the pill!"

"Okay! As long as you don't get the last exam."

......

Wang Xiaobao left the office with an excited look on his face.

Halfway through his way, he suddenly remembered his mother Zhu Caiping's confession and said that she wanted to invite Teacher Zhao Suqing to dinner, but she forgot to say it.

Wang Xiaobao hurried back.

At this time.

In Zhao Suqing's office.

There are also teachers from several other classes.

After Wang Xiaobao left, they all laughed...

"Teacher Zhao, that's Wang Xiaobao from your class, right? He is famous and ranked last in the whole grade for three years."

"When I saw this today, this child is indeed different from ordinary people. He even burned the ocean girl for his ancestors. He really has him!"

"However, you are still wasting time on him with such a bulky crane!"

"A elm-wood lump is born not a material for learning and is destined to not get into college."

"Yes, why not give time to other promising students. The admission rate is a hard assessment indicator. Don't fail to meet the assessment standards at that time."

Several teachers were drinking tea and laughing, and were still persuading Zhao Suqing.

Zhao Suqing glared at them and said, "No matter how bad the student is, he is still my student."

"If even my class teacher gave up on him, who would give him hope?"
To be continued...