[Full-time Master]Why is it you again?

"Oh, isn't this our Rong Yan?" A strange voice sounded in his ears, which could be heard through the headphones.

My eyelids twitched, I controlled my gaze not to turn to my side, turned up the volume of my headphones, and tried to concentrate on playing the Honor League.

"Now One Autumn Leaf has moved on..." "Oh, I've learned to ignore people."

The earphones were suddenly taken off, and I hit her with my backhand, hitting the back of the hand of the female classmate who was trying to snatch my earphones.

"Hey... you bitch, you're beating someone up!?" The girl yelled at me.

Really annoying.

I rolled my eyes, pressed pause, threw the phone on the table, and moved my hands, making a clicking sound. A group of girls who had been tightly surrounding me couldn't help but take a half step back.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing?" A dissatisfied male voice came from the side.

Immediately, a girl was pushed forward, probably touching the person's table.

I don't care about anything else and am ready to threaten them. I stood up, casually grabbed the collar of the leading girl, hesitated for a moment, and didn't do anything else. I just lifted her up hard and laughed a few times.

"S.B has no tutor." I said softly, "nmsl. No, I can't make a baby out of nothing."

I changed my focus, "A bunch of orphans don't have food to eat. How about giving her ashes to you for dinner? If I want to thank you, I'd like to go to her grave and dance on her grave. It's like a farewell party."

I chuckled a few times, then sat down and continued to put on my headphones.

All the girls were stunned. In their minds, apart from the gangster boys who would curse so dirty, this was the first time they had seen a girl spit out sweet things fluently and clearly.

None of us noticed that the boy next to him had taken off his headphones, his eyes flashing with interest.

……

lunch time.

I took out the bread I brought, ate it in a few seconds, then hung up my headphones and started listening to English.

Suddenly a male voice came from beside him: "Your name is Rong Yan?"

I turned my head in a familiar way, and saw the delinquent boy who also had headphones hanging on his ears leaning sideways and talking to me.

...Holy crap, why is he a professional player again? Isn’t this Sun Xiang?

Why are you now my classmate? ...but there was a time when the junior high school classmates were really popular, but I didn’t go there very often at that time, it seemed like a celebrity had emerged.

Could it be Sun Xiang? Wait, I meet professional players too often. Now I really feel like I have a built-in attraction BUFF. Will professional players still attract each other?

I didn’t want to talk to this stupid Qingduo, so I just said, “Yes.”

Then turn around and continue listening to English.

Sun Xiang was not happy: "Why, just one word and it's all over? Do you know who I am?"

Do you know that what you say sounds like a domineering president? Where else do you want to throw me and ask the butler how I am now?

I replied with a big eye roll: "Zi Xiaoyang Xixi."

"Zixiao...Yang Xixi?" Sun Xiang repeated with a suspicious look on his face.

I looked at him with the eyes of caring for mentally retarded children: "Write it down."

Unexpectedly, Sun Xiang wrote it down obediently.

"Damn it, I'm just playing word games with you." Sun Xiang was angry.

I let him hold his breath alone because I really didn't want to talk to him. Ever since I learned that he had teamed up with Excellent Era to steal Ye Xiu's One Autumn Leaf account, I swore that I would never look at him again except during the competition.

When Sun Xiang saw that I didn't answer him, he sneered: "You're playing hard to get?"

"SB, it's hard to get." "You dare to call me SB?"

Seeing the adolescent boy jumping up and trying to hit me, I was about to reach out and suddenly recalled certain scenes in my mind, so I controlled myself not to do it, but poked the screen a few times and switched the screen to Honor. League, third season.

Wang Buliuxing used his unexpected style of play to successfully bypass his opponent in the arena, and now he has consumed less than 5% of his health.

This is still the image of Wang Buliuxing when he first entered the league. The magician has become so proficient in his playing style that he scares his opponents.

"You also play Glory?" Sun Xiang's voice rang in his ears again. He glanced at it and asserted: "Season [-]."

"Not bad." I watched Wang Buliuxing's operation carefully and couldn't help but praise.

"It doesn't matter, as long as anyone can tell that he is third..." "I think Wang Buliuxing's operation is good."

Sun Xiang was almost on the verge of explosion. He looked at me hard, let out a loud "hum", then pulled out the seat and sat down.

After driving Sun Xiang away, all the pores in my body felt refreshed. After taking a look at Wang Buliuxing's operation, I started thinking.

In fact, looking at Wang Jiexi's operation now, it doesn't have much effect on me.

"Your thinking is very similar to Wang Jiexi's." Sun Zheping's voice seemed to sound, "The main thing is when to use it."

Seal...unseal...at the right time...

I frowned in distress, how did the future Wang Jiexi do it just right? He must have such a good brain.

With a flick of his finger, he jumped to the team competition time.

Most of the time, Wang Buliuxing was flying alone. It seemed to be flying randomly, but it had its own rules. For a small part of the time, a guardian angel named Fangfeng followed closely behind him, adding blood to him.

And in this game against Excellent Era, they still lost. Regardless of the cannon and spear combinations in the next season, in terms of the current One Autumn Leaf, it is really difficult for Wang Jiexi, who has not yet grown up, to defeat the opponent, let alone the opponent who has been working with the team for three full seasons, and the captain of Tiny Herb, Wang Jiexi, has just... He's just come on stage.

I wrote down two big names on the first page of my notepad.

"Wang Jiexi, Wang Buliuxing, p1~p5; Fang Shiqian, Fangfeng, p6~p8." Sun Xiang had no concerns about prying into other people's privacy. When he saw the girl lying on her back and asleep, his curiosity exploded and he put the girl under his arm. He suddenly pulled out his notepad, opened the homepage and began to read softly, "The magician Wang Buliuxing and the operator Wang Jiexi are known as magicians because of their weird and changeable playing methods..."

It was a somewhat superficial introduction at the beginning, but became more and more in-depth as it went on. The role of Wang Buliuxing was barely mentioned, and all the analysis centered around Wang Jiexi, the operator.

The more Sun Xiang read, the more frightened he became. Although there were no rules at all, the girl's analysis was frighteningly clear and frightening. It was as if she had dissected this person into countless fragments. She wrote down five pages of dense words, including some common phrases. The operation methods are clearly recorded on it.

In the next part, Fang Shiqian has less words, and it seems that he has not finished writing it yet.

Sun Xiang frowned, put the notebook back on the girl's desk, and then roughly pushed her to wake up without any mercy.

"Hey, get up." Sun Xiang glanced at the girl, with saliva marks coming out, tut.

"What the hell, Ye Xiu." The girl waved her hand impatiently, "Go and play with your Lord Grim."

Ye Xiu? Lord Don’t laugh? What is this guy talking about?

"I have to pay the Internet fee." Are you always surfing the Internet in your dreams?

Sun Xiang's force was too strong, and he even gently pulled the girl's frizzy black hair, but the girl still slept like a pig.

"Fuck." Sun Xiang couldn't help but curse at the irritation of his unfulfilled curiosity. Then he angrily returned to his seat next to Rong Yan and clicked on the Glory Forum.

Revealed - Zhang Jiale plays the transvestite account online! Grab the BOSS for Baihua Valley!

Passerby A: Although this account has been picked up by our netizens, I still want to post it today. I checked the forum this morning and no one mentioned what happened yesterday, so I will come to [-].

Passerby A: It was this female ammunition named Zhaoyang Feiyan and another named Qianhua Charming who snatched the BOSS Night Jack at nine o'clock yesterday morning for Baihua Valley. (Career Profile.jpg) (Career Profile2.jpg)

Passerby A: We know that Zhaoyang Feiyan is Zhang Jiale’s trumpet, so who is this person named Qianhua Charming?

Passerby B: I was there. I'm from Lanxi Pavilion. These two people were a sensation yesterday, masters of Baihua Valley.

Passerby C: emmmm, my domineering ambition, do you feel that Zhaoyang Feiyan’s playing style has changed?

Passerby: The operators have changed. One of them should be the successor of Dazzling Baihua trained by Baihua. After all, Zhang Jiale is also old.

Passerby B: Is Qianhua Charming the successor?

……

Sun Xiang was stunned when he looked at Zhaoyang Feiyan's particularly familiar face. He held up the screen of his mobile phone and took advantage of the fact that there were not many people in the class to quickly take a picture of the profile of the girl next to him.

After a comparison, he couldn't help but curse again: "Damn it, was she the one who killed me back to the resurrection point three times yesterday?"

The preparation bell rang, and I slowly woke up.

I didn't dream of anything during my nap. I squinted and looked at the dot. There were still 10 minutes left. The first section in the afternoon was chemistry. I took out my chemistry book and started memorizing the solubility table.

From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Sun Xiang sitting next to him, typing frantically on his mobile phone. I glanced at him, but I didn’t expect to be caught in the act.

Embarrassed, I was caught on the spot peeking at others.

I pretended that nothing happened and continued to memorize chemistry. To my surprise, Sun Xiang didn't bother too much.

After the chemistry teacher took us to review a lot of knowledge in class one, the first exam since rebirth began.

I didn’t forget much about chemistry, after all, the content in middle school and high school was related. The tip of the pen brushed down and I wrote a line. Although it was a test in class, I still dealt with it with the most serious attitude.

"XXX, 49, how can a good student get such a score; XXX, 50, not bad..."

After handing in the paper, the teacher read the score while judging, and the students' little wails kept ringing in the classroom.

"Sun Xiang, 45, Rong Yan..." I pricked up my ears.

"58." A perfect score of 65, which is the highest score in the class.

There was an uproar in the classroom. Most people were talking about my sudden improvement in grades, so some bitter people questioned: "Is this copied?"

Not to be outdone, I rolled my eyes and said, "If you don't believe it, check the monitoring system." Every classroom is monitored, because the school ethos is strict, and both teachers and students have strict moral requirements.

The chemistry teacher picked up my paper and looked at it carefully. He hesitated a little, but still said, "It doesn't look like it was copied."

"Just check, don't show off." "That's right. Oh, Meimei, you guys should say a few words..."

The noise in the class became louder and louder, and uncharacteristically, the girls who often laughed at me remained silent. They were the girls I dealt with in the morning. I smiled and said nothing, pretending to be like Ye Xiu.

The chemistry teacher had no choice but to say: "XXX, ask the head teacher to adjust the monitoring system."

I'm not upset, after all, it's human nature, I pulled it up too much.

There was a lot of discussion in the class, and everyone was waiting for the final results to come out.

Five minutes later, the classmate who was running errands came back.

"How about it? Tell me quickly."

The classmate exhaled slowly: "Rong Yan... didn't copy it!"

I smiled.