The next morning, Xu Ling walked into the school stuck in a corner.

He never advocated getting to school early. In his opinion, what if he went there for about ten minutes in advance? Isn’t it good to have that time to sleep and keep your energy in good health?

Adhering to this belief, in his more than ten years of school life, Xu Ling would only go to school early on the first day after each holiday, and he would understand the reasons.

I walked through the corridor of the teaching building where there were almost few people alone, but I was still thinking about the hidden task I posted yesterday.

Every time before, the system would roughly explain the role of task rewards, but this time, when Xu Ling asked a question, the electronic sound did not say much, and only gave a four-word answer.

[Illegal request.]

He was surprised, but after thinking about it for a while, he didn't continue to get entangled. He thought that the system would not harm him anyway, no matter what he did, he would first get it.

In the middle of the night, Xu Ling, who was sleeping soundly, felt like he had entered a strange dream. His vision seemed to have entered the universe, staring at the current planet from the vast void, and seeing that there was a bottomless darkness in a place where he could not recognize where it was.

Intuition told him that this darkness should have a considerable relationship with the SAN value.

Thinking of last night's dream, the person had already walked into the classroom. He was surprised to find that it was not the teacher who was standing on the podium, but the head teacher. At the same time, in the seat below the podium, several students were changing the positions of the books and articles back and forth.

"What's the matter? Change seats early in the morning?"

When he walked into the classroom, the head teacher smiled at him and said, "It's the last year. I'll re-arrange my position. You go and sit with Wang Xiaohua. Learn from different people and maybe you can improve."

Wang Xiaohua is the class’s study committee member, with a comprehensive force index of 1.37, second in the class.

Xu Ling looked at Luo Zhixing, who was sitting and not moving for no reason. The latter lowered his head, but rarely read his boxing book, as if he was just dazed.

"Oh, OK."

He responded and walked to his seat to move books.

"Oh, I haven't read a book today, I'm lazy, I'm so proud."

Xu Ling joked and went to hug the things on his table, but felt that his sleeve was suddenly caught.

Luo Zhixing looked up at him and said in a very low voice: "I'm sorry, Xu Ling, I didn't think of this, but my father... I'm really sorry."

Xu Ling was stunned and looked at the apologetic squad leader and fell into thinking.

Luo Family Villa, Luo Qianqiu, strength background... So that's the case? It's really a terrible desire to control.

He roughly guessed the problem, looked back at his class teacher Yang Chengwu. He didn't pay attention just now, but then he realized that the other party's smile was a little stiff, and it seemed that he was under pressure and had to do it.

Xu Ling smiled in his heart, took it seriously, bent down and said to Luo Zhixing: "Squad Leader, I'll tell you a story."

"ah?"

"In the past, there were two people who worked as classmates in the martial arts school for three years and became very good friends. Later, the two joined the border guard together and were still brotherly comrades-in-arms."

"Once, the two quarreled. When the Cold War reached the third day, the beast tide suddenly broke into the territory and the troops were at the city. The situation was very critical. Everyone realized that before the reinforcements arrived, they might have to fight their lives to protect their home behind them."

"At the last moment before going to the battlefield, neither of them could be sure whether they could escape unscrupulously. In order not to leave regrets, they said sorry in unison before parting."

Luo Zhixing looked at him calmly: "What's next?"

"Later, both of them died gloriously in battle, and the survivors buried them together."

"I understand."

Student Luo suddenly raised his head, "You want to say that as long as there is a deep bond in your heart, even the gap between life and death cannot separate your good friends."

Xu Ling shook his head: "No, I want to say that it's okay, don't apologize a few times, it's unlucky."

“…”

"Oh, squad leader, what a big deal. I'm not a pretty girl, why do I have to sit at the same table with me? No matter what, we are all friends." Xu Ling smiled and patted his shoulder.

After hearing this, Luo Zhixing burst into tears: "Xu Ling, you are such a good person!"

After a while, after changing the seat, Xu Ling sat down in Wang Xiaohua's disgusting gaze, and said a little more advice.

Before leaving, Yang Chengwu came to him and whispered: "Come to my office after class."

"Ao."

Xu Ling knew in his heart that due to the overly powerful external interference, the characters involved had their own thoughts in their hearts, and the most was guilt.

But they probably didn't expect that Xu Ling, the only victim, actually had no objection. He just wanted to do the task silently and amazed everyone.

The morning is usually a cultural class, and the physics teacher walked into the classroom while the ringtone.

On this world line, the status of natural science teachers has fallen to the bottom. After all, warriors can even dismantle tanks with bare hands. The coffin boards of all the big guys in the textbooks have long been pushed into outer space.

Less than ten minutes into class, Wang Xiaohua stared at the blackboard, pushed her elbow to Xu Ling, and whispered: "You should have stayed away from the class leader long ago. If it weren't for your influence, his force index should have exceeded 2.0."

This female study committee member with freckles on her face is Luo Zhixing's fanatical suitor, a little fan, and the ultimate brainless fan.

Xu Ling was amused and crying. He did have a bad personality in the past, but to be honest, he had never done anything that would drag Luo Zhixing down. At most, he would not cooperate with the martial arts plan he proposed.

But he did not refute, but followed up: "You are right, I'll trouble you from now on."

Wang Xiaohua snorted: "Why should I help you?"

"Don't you want to complete the unfinished career of the squad leader? Don't you want to carry the burden forward. Is it okay to give him a peaceful life?" Xu Ling pinched his thigh and smiled hard.

The pupils of the study committee member instantly experienced a magnitude ten earthquake.

"You're very reasonable."

"puff."

After all, he couldn't hold it in. He didn't expect his new deskmate to come and help him. He just used to tease him a few words.

Whoosh, a piece of chalk head flew over. Of course, it could not hit Xu Ling who was full of sense.

"Some people say something as soon as they start class, where do they come from so many words?" the teacher said on the podium.

Seeing that Xu Ling was defeated, a snicker rang in the classroom.

Most of these people have a bad impression of him. After all, Xu Ling used to use his cold butt to criticize Luo Zhixing's hot face, and Luo Zhixing is the class monitor who is loved by everyone. He is the second place in the school and the honor of Class 3. In comparison, it is understandable that they don't like him.

But now Xu Ling feels very unfair. He didn’t do the things in the past. Even if it was really done by him, he wouldn’t be allowed to be a new person.

Wang Xiaohua sat upright, as if she didn't remember that she was the one who took the initiative to start the conversation just now.

Xu Ling rolled his eyes and continued class.

Because the martial arts school does not have high requirements for students' cultural courses, the difficulty of the course content is much lower than that of ordinary high schools. What I have learned now is a piece of cake for Xu Ling, who has been on another line for two years. He was drowsy and finally got over the get out of class.

Just as I was about to report to the class teacher, I heard Wang Xiaohua say coldly: "If you don't take any serious class, even I can't help you."

Before he could answer, a classmate next to him said, "Xiaohua, I think you are just worrying. Teacher Yang tried his best to transfer him to you top students. He didn't know how to cherish him. Who would help him when he saw it."

Xu Ling wanted to speak again, but was interrupted again, but this time the Feng Discipline Commissioner sitting at the door shouted.
Chapter completed!