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Chapter 110 109. Ning Rongrong: What Kind of Experience Is It Like to Be a Boy?

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A corner of Shrek Academy.

Facing the rising sun, Yang Ming sat cross-legged and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

Last night, I don't know what happened. When I woke up today, Yang Ming always felt a little weak. He paused his cultivation and just did a simple meditation.

However, after these years of precipitation, Yang Ming also pushed his soul power to the twenty-sixth level of soul power.

Although the amount of soul power that Yang Ming needs to be promoted each time is three times that of others, but also, at the same level, Yang Ming's soul power reserve is also three times that of others.

If he didn't have so much soul power, it would be difficult for Yang Ming to even use the martial soul Qinglian Earth Heart Fire and the soul skill Balrog Body.

After meditating, Yang Ming saw that it was getting late, so he hurried to the cafeteria.

Not surprisingly, there was no one in the cafeteria, Tang San Xiaowu and the others had obviously gone to the playground to gather.

After a hasty breakfast, Yang Ming came to the playground, but found that the atmosphere was a bit dignified.

There is still only one teacher who comes to class, Dean Flender.

At this moment, Flender was reprimanding Ning Rongrong, because Ning Rongrong did not run around the village as he ordered yesterday during the day and at night.

Perhaps it was because Ning Rongrong felt offended by being reprimanded in front of so many people, or because she looked down on Flender from the bottom of her heart, Ning Rongrong could no longer maintain her superficial gentleness, tearing off her usual Pretend, Jiaoman said:

"Flender, I'll give you face, and I'll call you the dean. If I don't give you face, you're nothing."

"Do you think Miss Ben is easy to provoke? With my status in Qibao Glazed Tile School, if I want to go to some middle and high-level soul master academy, I can go if I want to, and people have to welcome me. Who do you think you are? You want to take care of me too?"

Everyone was quite surprised.

Obviously, everyone did not expect that Ning Rongrong's usual behavior as a lady is just pretending.

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly. Before experiencing a series of things, Ning Rongrong was a little witch spoiled by her parents.

Even though Flender had expected this, but today Ning Rongrong's words were very unpleasant, which made Flender look uneasy.

Seeing this, Yang Ming couldn't see it.

Anyway, Dean Flender was very kind to Yang Ming, and gave Yang Ming instructions on how to train the martial spirit Qinglian Dixinhuo, Yang Ming couldn't just sit idly by.

"Dean."

Yang Ming came to Flender and whispered in his ear:

"Why don't you let me discipline Ning Rongrong for you?"

"Huh?" Flender narrowed his eyes slightly, as if getting to know Yang Ming again, and said in a low voice, "Are you sure, you can handle her?"

"certainly."

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth raised slightly, revealing a confident smile.

As the saying goes, the wicked need to be grinded by the wicked.

Ning Rongrong is not considered a villain, she is still a kind little girl in essence, but the elders in the family doted on her too much, so that she was too self-centered and didn't care about other people's feelings at all.

In other words, Ning Rongrong is actually just a brat at this stage.

Flender pondered for a moment, he still had the letter from Ning Rongrong's father in his bosom, with it, it was equivalent to a Shangfang sword, and he himself had plenty of ways to deal with Ning Rongrong.

Having said that, Flender is quite curious about what method Yang Ming will use to educate Ning Rongrong.

Because, in Flender's impression, Yang Ming is a rather savage boy who can work with his muscles but never thinks with his brain.

Could it be that Yang Ming wants to beat Ning Rongrong up?

Flender frowned slightly, it's okay to beat Ning Rongrong, as long as you can't beat her to death, and let her feel the beatings from society, maybe you can restrain your spoiled bad temper?

Flanders took Yang Ming's hand and whispered:

"Later, when you hit her, remember to be harder and lighter."

"Uh……"

Yang Ming blinked his eyes, and realized that the dean had misunderstood him, so he couldn't laugh or cry.

Well, Yang Ming also admits that he is usually quite savage, but he is not so savage as to bully girls, right?

Yang Ming didn't bother to explain to the dean, but took out a bottle of water from Youhaina Ring under his puzzled gaze.

Well, a bottle of water looks ordinary, nothing special can be seen.

It's just, its name is, gender conversion potion.

Yang Ming returned to his friends, handed the gender-changing potion to Ning Rongrong, and said:

"Look at you yelling for so long just now, you are thirsty, why don't you drink some water to moisten your throat?"

Against the setting sun above his head, Yang Ming grinned at the corners of his mouth, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

Possessing Gilgamesh's leadership temperament and a beautiful youth, Yang Ming's every move has a feeling of making the opposite sex feel very comfortable, and it is easy to win the favor of the opposite sex.

Although Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment in his heart, women are visual animals, and they are more receptive to beautiful things, so he took the gender-changing potion wholeheartedly, opened the bottle cap, and swallowed it in one gulp.

grunt.

Ning Rongrong smacked her lips as her throat slid up and down, feeling a little sweet.

Produced by the system, it must be a high-quality product.

After a while, Ning Rongrong felt as if something changed in her body.

Well, how should I put it, I feel that my chest is not as heavy as before, as if two taels of flesh are missing, and there seems to be something more underneath, a little bulging, very uncomfortable.

Ning Rongrong's legs were restless, rubbing each other, and then he noticed that the eyes of everyone looking at him had changed. Ning Rongrong had never seen that kind of eyes before, it didn't seem to be surprised, nor did it seem to be contemptuous.

If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be amazing!

Yes, amazing!

In the eyes of everyone just now, Ning Rongrong was still a slim girl, but after drinking the gender-changing potion, she immediately turned into a boy.

The originally delicate skin has become rough, the eyebrows have become tough, the muscles on the slender arms are bulging, and more importantly, the Adam's apple has grown on the throat.

It's like being transformed into a living person!

See you soon!

Ning Rongrong frowned into a Sichuan shape, she couldn't bear the eyes of her friends, she parted her lips slightly, and said:

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen girls?"

As soon as the words came out, Ning Rongrong immediately covered her mouth in horror.

This thick and deep uncle voice is definitely not me!

Give me back my fresh and melodious girlish voice!

Ning Rongrong looked down, at this moment, she suddenly realized that there seemed to be something missing in her chest.

"No, how could this be?"

The deep and magnetic bass came out of Ning Rongrong's mouth, which made her wish to slap herself.

She obviously didn't believe in evil, and she didn't know where to take out a mirror. When she saw the completely unfamiliar "self" in the mirror, Ning Rongrong seemed to lose her soul, and murmured:

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

(cough cough, it will change back)

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