If you become a monster, you will succeed

"vomit!"

Although Feng Xue didn't really spit out the overnight meal, but poured in the food from the cafeteria in an extremely delicate way, the ghost brother still let out an extremely tragic neigh, and then seemed to Swinging his wavy neck like a big rope, he withdrew from the window.

At this time, Feng Xue still maintained that sleepy posture, rubbed her eyes slowly, then touched a pair of glasses from the bedside, put them on her face, and said inexplicably:

"Eh? Strange, I think I vomited? Could it be a dream?"

After speaking, he shook his head, just sat on the head of the bed, flipped through the photocopies of his notes, looking like a good student.

But maybe it was because his vomit caused too much psychological shadow on the long-necked ghost. He waited in the dormitory for half an hour, but he didn't see the ghost come back to take revenge.

"It's almost time."

Feng Xue closed the notebook and put it in her schoolbag. After the routine was incomprehensible to the dormitory, she returned to the second and third classes of high school.

It's just that the moment he stepped into the gate, a series of gazes suddenly came over, and Feng Xue was shocked by the sudden focus of gaze.

"Fuck, it's the standard line-of-sight kill, right?"

Feng Xue restrained her darkened face and looked back, then found...

Everyone's eyes seemed to be wrong.

No. 30 people in the class, but their gaze is not that gloomy and gloomy in ghost stories or ghost movies, nor is it looking straight at you with a strange and godless gaze, but a kind of...

There is a sense of curiosity in the blank.

However, this situation disappeared again in a very short period of time. After that moment of silence, everyone began to communicate again.

Feng Xue began to think about whether he had triggered some special mechanism, until he heard that a classmate who had dinner with him at noon today was bragging with other boys——

"Why are you lying to me? I slept for a while at noon today, and when I woke up, I was like a pillar of the sky! If you don't believe me, think about it, are those girls who like to sleep in class older than girls who study all day long?"

"Fuck, just for this?"

Feng Xue felt "shit" in her heart, but she didn't want to let go of her vigilance. She carefully stuffed the salt that appeared out of thin air into her schoolbag, then sat back on her seat and started reading.

This kind of time didn't last long, because soon, as the monotonous bell rang, the head teacher walked into the classroom with a dark face, and all the noise fell silent in an instant.

"Starting with Li Xiaoming in the first row, everyone recites one sentence!"

When the students in the classroom heard the words, there was an uproar, and the head teacher frowned immediately when he heard the voice:

"Why, I have been on vacation for a few days, and I even forgot to preview before class? How did I teach you before? And the texts in the first chapter of the textbook are very important. I let you memorize them for your own good. , from now on, Li Xiaoming, you come first!"

"grass!"

Listening to the classmate named Li Xiaoming standing up, Feng Xue, who stumbled and recited the first sentence, rolled her eyes, and immediately opened the textbook. Looking at the content of the first lesson, it turned out to be Dou E's injustice.

man, this thing...

"Can you recite it?" Feng Xue counted the heads and saw his own words. In order to avoid such scenes as "Teacher, I didn't recite it" and "You stand, the next one, follow his back", he went to After reading a few sentences back and forth and confirming that there was no pitfall, I was relieved.

He wasn't worried that his behavior was too obvious, after all, nine of the ten students in the class were cramming.

Of course, his deskmate was an exception.

"As expected of a good tablemate at the level of strange stories!"

Feng Xue sighed in her heart, but she showed the appearance of a good student, but before he could wait for him, there was a miserable scream from the next door——

"I sympathize with you fairy!"

As the country scolded, the powerful aura was overwhelmingly suppressed, but after just a few breaths, the suffocating feeling disappeared quietly, as if nothing had happened.

"Another player died?"

Feng Xue sighed secretly in her heart, but she didn't mean to be distracted, but concentrated on coping with the tests from teachers and classmates.

After going through so many levels, Feng Xue still didn't see traces of the elements, which made him a little concerned.

...

Sunday, September 2, 2001, the weather was sunny

Feng Xue was sitting in the classroom with a stationery bag, looking at the test paper in front of her, her face darkened.

There is no way not to be black, because the phantom he has been thinking about is spread in front of him at this moment——

Name: Illusion·Chinese Basic Paper for the First Semester of Class 2 and 3 of Senior High School

Elements: [knowledge], [examination], [question and answer], [understanding]

Brief introduction: xx Higher Experimental Middle School's new-semester test paper contains various questions about Chinese, please answer carefully.

Remarks: You may be able to challenge to hand in a blank paper, there will be surprises!

...

"I won't ask what the surprise is!"

Feng Xue grinned, but in the end she forcibly suppressed the urge to complain. Who knows if he took out a bag of salt in the examination room, would he be regarded as cheating by the invigilator who was not easy to mess with at first sight?

Uh, wait~!

Feng Xue suddenly felt a flash of inspiration, as if Conan had been shot in the back of the head by a laser sniper rifle. Then, he took a handful, activated the power of the money printing machine, rolled out a small note, and then copied the answer to the silent question on the above.

"Wuxiang supernatural power!"

No need to do anything, just thinking together, a spiritual energy wrapped the roll of banknotes, and flew from the invigilator's blind spot, close to the ground, to the feet of the student farthest away from Feng Xue in the classroom— —In the roll call, all the teachers gave him evaluations as "problem students".

"Snapped!"

The sound of the paper scroll hitting the wood was very slight, but to the invigilator, it was extremely ear-piercing.

He turned his head at an angle close to the limit of human beings, and then his body slowly turned with his neck. The stiff feeling instantly made people recall from the original normal campus plot that this was actually a supernatural film set.

And following the invigilator's movements, the original swishing sound of writing in the classroom also stopped abruptly at this moment.

"What's this?"

The teacher looked at the roll of small-denomination banknotes on the ground, and looked up at the scumbag on the desk. The scumbag looked at the banknotes, was slightly concerned, struggled for a while, and said truthfully:

"money?"

"Your?" the invigilator asked, but he never took his eyes off the coin. The scumbag hesitated for a moment, wanted to nod, but shook his head restrained.

Seeing this, the invigilator stretched out his hand to pick up the banknotes on the ground, and slowly spread them out. As the paragraph of words appeared in front of his eyes, his originally peaceful expression immediately became ferocious——

"stand up!"

This is true about Yang Wei. Insufficient sleep will lead to flat chest and Yang Wei. If you don’t believe me, you can take a look. Girls who study well in high school are basically flat, and those who are not flat are basically flat before junior high school.

In addition, regarding Yang Wei's threat theory, this is also a classic. During the epidemic, no matter how we publicized masks, some would not wear them. As a result, I don't know who spread the word that the epidemic caused Yang Wei. As a result, all the elders obediently wore masks.

As for why the ghost doesn't resist... When you eat drunk shrimp, can you think of the shrimp suddenly spitting you?