Fast travel: The host is too crazy to shoot, the system can't stop it

Chapter 192 Postscript ([-]) Sheng Jianxing’s Wonderful Adventure
Sheng Jianxing is very sleepy at the moment, and his head is inexplicably dizzy, probably because of the noise from the two bastards of Gu An. The two children sleep during the day and make trouble at night, so it is difficult to take care of them.

After helping Gu An take care of the children for two days, Sheng Jianxing felt that his biological clock had been assimilated, sleeping with them during the day and getting up at night.

"Classmate...classmate?"

Sheng Jianxing felt that someone was calling him, the voice was far and near.

Who?Sheng Jianxing had a bit of a headache, and finally fell asleep with his eyes closed, don't those two brats mess with him, right?
"Classmate." The person who shouted was probably a little angry, and turned to others: "Pat him."

Immediately afterwards, Sheng Jianxing felt that someone was shaking him vigorously. This strength is completely impossible for a child, so he was shaken soberly. He raised his head subconsciously and asked, "What? What's going on?"

As soon as he looked up, he saw a pair of eyes, a pair of very familiar eyes, serious and slightly angry.

"My classmate, you have already slept for most of the class. Shouldn't you wake up?"

Sheng Jianxing was stunned for a moment, then stood up immediately, as if he wanted to go straight forward, but was caught by the desk in front of him, and almost fell over!
"Nan Xu?!"

A loud shout attracted the attention of the whole class. Everyone looked at this person in surprise, and after a silence, they began to whisper.

Yan Nanxu frowned and reminded seriously: "University, it is a good thing for teachers and students to be close. I don't mind calling names directly after class, but now in class, you should call 'teacher' no matter what. .”

Sheng Jianxing couldn't make up his mind at the moment, stared at the person in front of him, and said in a daze, "Old, teacher?"

It's over, it seems that he fell asleep directly.Yan Nanxu sighed in his heart, and was not happy to take care of it anymore, he waved his hand and said, "Stand here and wake up."

Sheng Jianxing watched the person walk back to the podium and continue to lecture, his mind went blank, and then he seemed to wake up at a certain moment, and immediately turned his head to ask the students beside him: "Well, tell me, what time is it now?"

"Ah?" The deskmate was stunned for a moment, pointed to the front and said, "There is a clock on the wall."

"No, it's not the time, I'm asking how many years is it now?"

The tablemate's eyes became a little strange, he looked at Sheng Jianxing, and tentatively replied: "Year [-]?"

Sheng Jianxing frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

Seeing his reaction at the same table, relying on years of experience in reading novels, he carefully asked: "Well, where did you come from?"

However, before the two of them finished talking, they suddenly heard a knocking sound on the podium, raised their heads and met Yan Nanxu's gaze, and the tablemate immediately bowed his head and fell silent.

Sitting and sleeping, waking up and chatting, school just started, this student really left a bad impression on Yan Nanxu.

"Come on, please answer this question. Briefly describe the political situation and ethnic relations of the Sixteen Kingdoms and Northern Dynasties. Sit down if you can."

"Sixteen Kingdoms?" Sheng Jianxing analyzed the topic very carefully, and finally said: "Sixteen Kingdoms and the Northern Dynasty, is it the Northern Dynasty of the Sixteen Countries?"

The tablemate was shocked after hearing this, and lowered his head and lowered his voice to remind: "It's the Five Hu and Sixteen Kingdoms."

"Ah?" Sheng Jianxing was even more confused, and blurted out: "Why is there a 'Five Hu'? How many countries are there?"

Sheng Jianxing was confused, and Yan Nanxu was also confused. After all, they were all admitted in the exam, so why not just forget about it after a vacation?

Seeing Sheng Jianxing's bewildered look, Yan Nanxu was silent for a while, and then said: "Why don't you memorize a dynasty song."

Sheng Jianxing blinked, and whispered, "Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing?"

Yan Nanxu: "..."

Suppressing his emotions, Yan Nanxu asked again: "What was Tang before?"

After deliberating over and over again, Sheng Jianxing smiled embarrassedly and said, "Anyway, it must not be Chunqiu."

The whole class laughed in unison, and then immediately fell silent after feeling the teacher's anger. Yan Nanxu took a deep breath and said coldly, "Stand for me next class too."

But Sheng Jianxing himself didn't seem to be afraid at all, he laughed inexplicably when he saw that the person in front of him was angry, nodded and said: "Okay, whatever."

"What's your name?" Yan Nanxu felt that it was necessary to remember this student.

"Sheng Jianxing."

"Okay, I wrote it down." Yan Nanxu nodded, and then returned to the podium to continue the lesson.

The deskmate lowered his voice and warned: "My buddy is brave enough, don't you want to share it?"

But when the tablemate looked at Sheng Jianxing's face from the side, he suddenly stopped - this person had a smile on his face, but tears seemed to glisten at the corners of his eyes.

It's so strange, my deskmate didn't understand, did she cry because she knew she had offended the teacher?Not at all, and it was obviously his initiative.

He said he was going to stand for two classes, but Sheng Jianxing really stood for two classes, but later Yan Nanxu asked him to sit down and didn't say anything more.

When school was over, Sheng Jianxing wanted to catch up with Yan Nanxu, but he couldn't see anyone as soon as he went out. There were so many people in the corridor that he couldn't leave for a while.

"Brother, are you going to ask the teacher to pay you back? Don't worry, Teacher Yan probably went to the office. If he is not in the office, he will be in the cafeteria. Anyway, he basically takes those routes."

Looking at Sheng Jianxing at the same table, he was really impatient and offered to provide the route.

Sheng Jianxing turned his head suddenly, and said seriously, "Is he the teacher here?"

"correct."

"I'm a student here?"

"Otherwise?" The deskmate was confused.

Sheng Jianxing nodded and murmured: "Very good, very good..."

Since then, Yan Nanxu has been around. The student who was sleeping in class would always pop up in various places.

After jumping out, there is no big deal, just chat with yourself, walk for a while, and then say goodbye.

Yan Nanxu felt that she should have gained her favorability after realizing that the usual points were important, but if she had known it earlier, why bother.

Seeing Sheng Jianxing's persistence, the roommate persuaded: "Brother, you don't have to worry so much. According to past experience, Yan Nanxu has a good temper, and basically won't make things difficult for others in normal times."

"Usual distribution? By the way, you all say normal distribution, what on earth is that?"

Sheng Jianxing said that he was already a college student before the outbreak of the virus, but at that time the military training stopped abruptly before the end of college life, and he really didn't know much about the college system.

After realizing that this person didn't seem to be joking, the roommate's eyes became very complicated. He narrowed his eyes and said, "You can't really come from time travel, can you?"

Sheng Jianxing chose to play haha ​​and fool around.

All in all, within a few days, the whole class knew that there was such a person who offended the teacher in class, and later used all means to gain goodwill, which is commendable.

In the cafeteria, Yan Nanxu suddenly stared at the soup pot in front of him in a daze.

"What's wrong with you?" Qi Ziheng asked after seeing it, "Don't you want to make soup?"

Yan Nanxu said thoughtfully: "I'm a little afraid that the student will also jump out of here."

Last time Sheng Jianxing suddenly jumped out of the bushes and it really scared him.

Qi Ziheng also knew this situation and couldn't help but joke: "This soup is almost 70 degrees Celsius. It would be a bit scary if he came out of it."

Yan Nanxu also understood, put aside the messy thoughts, turned around to go back to his seat after eating soup, but suddenly a figure flashed in front of him──
"Teacher Banquet!"

Yan Nanxu froze for a moment, the plate accidentally bumped into it, and all the soup she just made spilled down!

Sheng Jianxing had sharp eyes and quick hands, and immediately reached out his hand to block the soup first. The hot soup was very hot, and his hand was red.

"You..." Yan Nanxu was about to say something, but when he caught a glimpse of his hand, he paused, and finally sighed, "Are you going to the infirmary?"

"No, no need." Sheng Jianxing waved his hands casually, as if there was no problem.

"It's not a classmate, you are too persistent," Qi Ziheng on the side couldn't help but said, "I can see you several times a day."

"Ah, it's alright."

"It's not good at all," Yan Nanxu put down the plate and emphasized: "If you take the final test well, I can't give you a bad score. I usually don't give you a low score when you come to class. Do you have classes in the afternoon? Yes. Go to class as soon as possible. If you are late, teachers in other professional classes will deduct regular points and I have no control over it."

Sheng Jianxing was stunned for a moment, then immediately smiled and said, "Good teacher!"

Seeing people coming and going in a hurry, Qi Ziheng commented: "Does he want to keep the graduate school? He is very serious about the scores. Well, the spirit is worthy of recognition, but the way of doing it is not good."

Yan Nanxu had no choice but to say, "Too serious."

Weekend, evening dusk.

Yan Nanxu came out of the flower shop to go to the cemetery in the western suburbs, when she heard a voice coming from afar.

"Teacher Yan──"

Unsurprisingly, it was the student again.

"Why are you here?" Yan Nanxu's eyes were a little scrutinized.

Sheng Jianxing quickly explained: "No, I came to the flower shop to have a look, and I just met."

Inadvertently caught a glimpse of the bouquet Yan Nanxu was holding, Sheng Jianxing asked, "Gypsophila? Does teacher like Gypsophila?"

Yan Nanxu was silent for a while, looked at the person in front of her, and finally said, "Mother likes it."

"Oh," Sheng Jianxing understood in seconds, "is the teacher going to visit mother? Shall I go together?"

"What are you doing?"

Sheng Jianxing scratched his hair, "I just came to this city, and I haven't visited the city before. I happen to be on the same road as my teacher, so I don't have to worry about getting lost."

Yan Nanxu didn't say much, but said: "It's not interesting there."

"It's okay, it's just a walk anyway."

Yan Nanxu didn't object or agree, and let Sheng Jianxing follow.

I have to say that Sheng Jianxing is very good at observing people's words and expressions, and if he sees people who don't seem to want to chat, he will quietly follow them.

The sunset in spring is gorgeous and gentle, slowly and silently.

When Sheng Jianxing saw the empty cemetery not far away, he paused slightly, but remained calm and followed quietly.

At the entrance of the cemetery, Sheng Jianxing stopped, didn't say much, and watched Yan Nanxu go in.

The cemetery is always very quiet. When you look up, you can see birds passing by in the sky.

When Yan Nanxu came out, he saw that Sheng Jianxing was still standing there, and he didn't seem to have moved at all. He was a little surprised and said, "It's getting dark, why don't you leave?"

Sheng Jianxing thought about it for a while, and then replied incoherently: "I have a friend, and I like to chat with him when I have nothing to do. Sometimes we chat for a long time, and it's dark when I look up."

When Sheng Jianxing said this, his voice was very soft, but he was also very serious, he was obviously smiling but with a kind of indescribable bewilderment.

Probably sensing similar emotions, Yan Nanxu asked: "Are we good friends?"

Sheng Jianxing nodded with a smile, "Yes, very good friend. It's a pity that I don't know what flowers he likes, so I have to bring a different one every time."

"If you have a heart, he should like it."

Sheng Jianxing looked at the person in front of him, took a deep breath and said slowly, "That's good."

Yan Nanxu's home was very close to the school, and the two were on the same road. On the way back, Sheng Jianxing became more cheerful, and took the initiative to mention things about his hometown.

He will mention the two children he grew up with, the construction of the people in his hometown, and the bustling street market during the festival...

Sometimes some scenes may seem strange, but more often they feel lively and prosperous, full of life and expectation.

"People in your hometown seem to be very enthusiastic." Yan Nanxu finally commented.

"Because each of them is looking forward to the future with all their hearts." Everyone knows how much they have paid for this future.

Night has fallen, the moon has risen, and the lights are on.

Yan Nanxu walked downstairs, and Sheng Jianxing said he didn't want to go back to school for the time being, so he followed her here.

"Okay, let's go back. Don't wait until the dormitory building is closed and you can't get in. I'm going home too."

Sheng Jianxing nodded, and said obediently: "Okay, I'll go back right away."

"Then why are you still standing here?"

The night was shrouded in darkness, but countless lights were lit in the community, so it didn't look dark.

What a wonderful, peaceful and peaceful world.

Sheng Jianxing said slowly, "Let me watch you go home."

With the back light, Yan Nanxu couldn't see his expression clearly. This request was a bit strange, but it was not considered offensive, so he turned and went upstairs without asking too many questions.

The floors in this community are not high, Sheng Jianxing quietly watched the lights turn on layer by layer in the corridor, and finally stopped on one of the floors, and then a room on that floor suddenly lit up, and the light came out from the window, it was soft warm light──
he's returned home.

Sheng Jianxing laughed, his vision was a little blurred, and he looked like he was about to cry at any moment.

From the very beginning, he noticed that his fingers had become transparent. He was not surprised. From the moment he came, he knew that he did not belong here and would eventually leave.

Now, you can also leave...

"Goodbye."

The silent farewell was drowned in the darkness, blown away by the evening wind, and blown to a peach blossom on the roadside. The flower suddenly bloomed and then fell, falling red all over the ground...

When Yan Nanxu arrived at home, she subconsciously looked down from the window. The roadside was empty and there was nothing.

Probably go back.

The evening breeze is tired, the spring is quiet, the flowers bloom and fall in the world, and the world knows each other and partes with each other.

In class on Monday, Yan Nanxu looked at the boys in the class during the roll call, and asked a little puzzled: "Are there ten boys in our class? Why do I remember that there seem to be eleven?"

A boy immediately said: "There are only ten. There are only a few boys. Teacher, you remember wrongly, but we are all here."

Yan Nanxu lowered his head and thought about it seriously, and finally apologized: "That may be because I remembered it wrong."

(End of this chapter)