The Rebirth of the Legendary King
Ling X
Third-graders have a pretty solid lesson schedule. Lessons that can make them relax are just physical education. The others broke their heads.
The first lesson this morning was chemistry.
Ling took the chemistry book. He included another book that had been made as a sleeping pillow. Then he sat back and looked ahead. He turned the pen on his finger.
"Ling, this game has just been released. Let's play" said Yuan as he looked at Ling's bored gaze.
Ling stopped turning the pen. He glanced at Yuan. He put down his pen and tilted his head.
They sat by the window. The morning sun shone on Ling's face becoming slightly golden. As the wind blew into his hair, his face became even more handsome.
"Goodness I can't breathe" Yuan said stunned as he looked at Ling.
Ling took out his chemical notebook from the bag. He threw it at Yuan. "Listen to the teacher and take notes. In my book too" Ling said. His tone was relaxed but sounded domineering. Yuan obediently took out his chemical notebook. He looked at the teacher in front and listened seriously. Ling was still sitting quietly in his chair.
That year he graduated with a science degree. He attended Shadow City International University, the most frightening university in the world.
Lessons such as chemistry, physics, or biology have been etched into his brain. He can teach students with his knowledge, especially only for high school lessons like this. For him only small things.
He pulled out his phone and downloaded an international trading app. He then logged into the account that had already been created by Uncle Qian.
There's 100,000 there.
He's a little surprised. Then he thought that uncle Qian was the money keeping the money. With an additional 100,000 from Liam, he had a total of 200,000 now. The money is not big, but it is also not small for beginners.
He later changed his account name to Ling X. It was the account name he had made before.
Stocks can be settled by long trades and short trades. A short trade means that it can settle on the date when it bought the stock. However, few can make short trades.
If you can't keep a stock in ten years, you shouldn't keep the stock in ten minutes.
Ling saw the chart. No one is going to sell shares at this time. He tapped his finger at the table. Then calmly he sold his shares.
Several thousand shares that he sold immediately bought out. Then many comments filled his account.
[Wow I bought Gong Company's shares easily. Is this guy stupid?]
[The rise is very clear, but this guy is selling his shares instead. He must be a stupid rookie!]
Ling smiled faintly at those comments. He saw his money rise even if only slightly. Then he posted a comment.
[It's better to sell your shares now. Don't get stuck tomorrow.] - Ling X.
After that, more and more comments entered his account.
[I'll give him a slap tomorrow!]
[Are you trying to attract attention in a stupid way? This stock has high potential.]
In the office, Yuan Ming looked at the hot comments on the stock market. He read with a deep look. There was one account that made a scene that morning.
Bang out!
He dropped his phone as soon as he saw the name of the account.
*
The last subject is physical education. Yuan packed his bag as if preparing to go home. He looked at Ling pleading, "Ling let's skip. I'll treat you to ice cream."
Ling glanced at Yuan who was already sitting neatly. "Sure," he also tidied up his books. They left the school through the back gate.
According to his memories, Qi Yuan was one of Ling's friends. He is an ordinary person who is innocent and likes to talk carelessly.
"At the end of this road there will be a very famous ice cream shop. Although he was in a remote place, but it felt like there was no doubt," Yuan explained as he led the way in a small alley.
"I'm sure you must be hooked because ...," Yuan's words stopped.
Ling lazily raised his head. He saw some young men tattooed, with a cigarette in his hand against them. Their hair is colorful, their pants look like they were accidentally torn on the thighs. They look like criminals.
Upon seeing Yuan, they said, "Hey! You have to pay if you want to get through this road!"
Yuan quietly pushed Ling backwards. He tried to speak boldly. "How much do you need? I'll give it to you."
He took out some of his money. It seems like he's been used to being blackmailed.
Ling only looked at Yuan's trembling back. Usually, he can solve his own problems. However this was the first time he had seen anyone standing in front to protect him. He smiled thinly. Then Ling advanced and took the Yuan money.
At the same time, there were people laughing warmly from behind. "Young Master Chen, do you need any help?"
Ling looked back. He saw a woman with a slender body standing in front of the car not far from them. The woman was holding a cell phone.
Upon seeing Ling looking at him, he curled his lips, smiling faintly. It was Yu Bin.
After Ling saw him for a while, he then shifted his gaze. He looked back at the young men in front of him.
"Are you stupid? Don't you recognize me?" asked Sheng Man dismissively. He looked at Ling's face with detail.
"Oho! Aren't you the one who got a lot of rewards in the training arena? If you give me all those gifts then I'll let you go. Do you realize Urban City is not safe now? Don't let you guys be one of the corpses lying on the street," his tone grew even more dismissive.
Yuan's face paled. He immediately said, "Sister Sheng Man, my friend is just joking. Ling quickly apologized."
Yuan saw Ling still silent next to him. Yuan suddenly shouted, "Be careful!"
Sheng Man's men took out a knife and pounced on Ling. He flanked Ling's neck with a knife in his hand.
"This man is brave! He's so stubborn!" Yu Bin immediately turned off his phone. His heart is beating fast. He immediately approached them. Even if he did not know Ling though, he would do the same. This is a humanitarian act.
"No need," not even a step, the voice of someone stopped him. He looked back.
"Xia?" tanyanya looks confused.
"You just rest in the car" he continued.
Zhuo Xia ignored Yu Bin's words. He looked towards Ling. His eyes look deep. Her graceful face was clearly plastered in the sunlight. Her long hair was tied up like a ponytail, dangling down very beautifully.
Still staring at Ling, he said in a serious voice, "His posture shows everything. He is in good shape if he attacks from any angle. Has he not now turned into a genius?"