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The sound of the flashlight blasted in my ears.

Soon, the white light dissipated.

There is no one in the classroom.

...

2018, May 25th.

Haiyang No. 1 Middle School, the second grade (12) classroom.

Lu Li, who was resting at the desk, got up from the desk with a calm expression. After all, this was not his first time crossing.

perturbed?

surprise?

Nonsense.

He was just wondering why the world he visited this time was so familiar.

Looking around, whether it's the layout or the faces, you can correspond to those people in your memory.

So, is this leaving college and returning to the past?

Since Bai Xiao hadn't told him, he could only explore slowly, but one thing was certain, this world must deviate from memory.

"It will be the first monthly exam in two days. I hope the results are not too bad."

"Don't worry, I just finished sub-subjects, and the degree of difficulty is definitely not high. The school must build up confidence for us."

Right now is the break time after class, and a group of people are in front of them, chatting.

The little yellow hair at the head is called Zhang Congxin.

Lu Li was deeply impressed by him, and he wore yellow hair on his first day in class.

At the beginning, the head teacher hadn't even asked.

After all, everyone has just completed the division of classes, and they are not familiar with each other, and with this one case, they are left alone.

But over time, many boys in the class began to imitate.

In the end, the head teacher pulled the history teacher from the basketball court. It was her husband, a muscular man with an athlete certificate, who reiterated the school discipline rules in public.

The next day, everything went back to square one, with only one yellow hair left.

Of course, Huang was not so exaggerated, and when the head teacher asked, he answered that he was born like this.

In this way, Xiao Huangmao's name spread.

As he recalled, the short boy next to Lu Li shook his head and said with a sad face: "Ah, it was a wrong decision to choose Wuke at the beginning. This road is too difficult to follow."

"Since I can't calm down to study, it's better to choose martial arts. If you really have a little talent, you won't have to worry about your livelihood in this life."

"Yes, this is only the first month. I will wait until the results come out. If it doesn't work, I will switch back to the liberal arts, wasting a little time and tens of thousands of dollars in tuition."

Several people were discussing in a rush, sometimes sighing, sometimes raising their eyebrows, and Lu Li's head was full of black lines.

Vuko?

Go to the wrong set.

Isn't this a physical class? It is the liberal arts class that is often jokingly referred to as science.

In other words, why is there no memory fusion?

Negative Ratings!

At the same time, Xiao Huangmao also noticed Lu Li who was sitting up, and smiled back, seeming to apologize for waking him up.

"Okay, just be quiet."

"There is an important announcement."

At this moment, a voice came from the door, interrupting Lu Li's idea of ​​getting information.

Teacher Wong.

His face was pale and not tall, but he was extremely responsible. It was a nightmare in the hearts of many classmates——

In physics class, I especially like to call people up to answer questions, or go to the blackboard to do questions. If I can’t answer them, I will receive the sharpest ridicule.

Teacher Wang never hits people, he just likes to let students experience the most extreme mouth odor.

At this time, all the people gathered together have returned to their original positions, silently waiting.

"The day after tomorrow will be the first monthly exam for this year's martial arts students, and I have to pay 5,000 yuan for the registration fee." Lao Wang said concisely: "If you are sure to participate, you will hand over the money to the monitor tomorrow morning. The list will be required by tomorrow afternoon at the latest Reported."

"Well, that's it."

"Dear students, turn the book to page 18. Today we will study Chapter 2 "Basic Boxing (Required..."

The style of painting is ridiculously crooked.

However, the experience is really novel.

In a world that advocates martial arts, students are divided into two majors: liberal arts and martial arts. The former seems not very good, while the latter is highly sought after.

However, if you want to study martial arts, you must have a well-earned family background.

One month of enrollment, a fee of tens of thousands of yuan will be paid.

Participate in a monthly exam and pay a registration fee of 5,000.

This is 18 years. Although prices have begun to rise, they are not so outrageous. Housing prices in Haiyang City have just broken through five figures.

In other words, after two years of martial arts studies, you can buy at least two houses in the city.

Lu Li doesn't know if there is a golden house in the book, but if you want to study martial arts, you must have a golden house at home.

"In other words, why don't I have a mobile phone? I remember that during this period of time, I was obsessed with novels and couldn't help myself. Even if it was Pharaoh's class, if conditions permit, I can't make mistakes."

Lu Li touched the inner pocket of his jacket, then flipped through the pile of books on the desk, and found that he was not carrying a mobile phone.

And the little man sitting next to him secretly bent down and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"Borrow a cell phone."

If some details haven't changed, the other party should hide this prohibited item nearby.

That's right, Lu Li intends to check the information online to see what the world has become.

"You are crazy! Pharaoh's class touches the phone, you are not afraid of being pulled up by him to be a human sandbag?"

Seeing the dumbfounded look at the same table, Lu Li sighed and said: It seems that Lao Wang's personal settings have been reversed, and he has never hit anyone...

"You two, stand up."

Whatever you think.

Since Lu Li has not yet entered the role, he has always had a mentality of regenerating his life, and he hasn't converged. Therefore, he has been spotted early.

Almost at the same time, the little guy at the same table sold the person without hesitation, "Report to the teacher that Lu Li suddenly spoke to me just now, and I persuade him to take the class well and cherish the opportunity to learn."

This...personal setting has not changed.

Facing Teacher Wang's scrutiny gaze, Lu Li smiled apologetically, with a surprisingly good mentality.

After all, the trajectory of life has shifted.

Seeing Lu Li's reaction, Lao Wang was stunned. After a long time, he said in a deep voice:

"Sit down and listen to the class. The day after tomorrow will be the first monthly exam."

"You can see that you have the talent to become a warrior. Don't let your family down."

After speaking, Pharaoh started the lecture again to teach the students some fighting skills.

During this period, no accidents happened again. In fact, out of respect, Lu Li forced his desire to explore, and after listening to this course, which was actually not very nutritious——

It's too simple~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Don't be angry, I can't help it, one death is better than two. "

"Besides, Lao Wang didn't pursue it either."

At this time, Lu Li didn't have time to care about these things. He had a lot of curiosity to explore.

"It's okay, I went to ask for leave from the head teacher, and suddenly remembered something was going on at home."

"The last class is gone?"

Lu Li responded and walked towards the office with his memory.

A relaxed copy based on the world?

So, where is the dark creature.

Walking in the familiar corridor, Lu Cheng's feelings are complicated, but there is not much sadness.

On the contrary, he was rejoicing that he had entered college and bid farewell to the ordinary life of the past.