I trade seven with the gods

boom--

Li Hanyao's smile froze on his face,

A thunderclap seemed to explode in his brain, his ears were buzzing, and he could no longer hear anything.

Only four words echoed in his ears:

"A Liang is dead!"

……

The downpour continues outside the classroom,

This weird heavy rain has been going on for several days, and every time it pauses for a few hours, then it continues again.

It was as if God was suffering from incontinence and kept peeing.

Li Hanyao stared at the heavy rain outside the window in a daze.

on the podium,

The history teacher is talking:

"Our ancient China was a special civilization,"

"Western countries, in their ancient times, the divine power suppressed the imperial power. In most countries, the imperial power has never been able to surpass the divine power,"

"However, in our Chinese state, theocratic power has always been in an awkward position."

"Even with the development of time, the ruler of the empire has become so humble that he calls himself the 'Emperor', and the monarchy has been granted by the gods, but the 'gods' still have no sense of existence in the history of China. They have always been the tools of the emperors..."

……

But Li Hanyao couldn't listen to any of the lessons.

His ears were filled with Xiang Tiange's description of Aliang's death:

"He was strangled to death..."

"My face turned the color of pig liver..."

"Slobber is all over the floor. I am incontinent. The stick in my crotch is still hard. I looked at it and it's not as big as me..."

"The strange thing is that this guy's tongue was cut out. The murderer is so cruel..."

"His body was so hard that I even went up and kicked him twice. Damn, it felt better than playing football..."

"I picked up the hundreds of dollars that fell on the ground in his pocket while others were not paying attention. Broker, do you think I should give it back? I won't be arrested for this, right?"

……

Li Hanyao suddenly felt very cold. In the past 18 years, he had never felt as cold as now.

He wrapped himself tightly in his school uniform, his body shivering violently due to the cold.

what happened?

I just had a nightmare, and A Liang was strangled to death by me.

As a result, he really died in reality?

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

Li Hanyao bit the tip of his tongue, shook his head, and began to try to convince himself.

Correct,

You can no longer think wildly,

It's just a coincidence,

I have never heard that people killing people in dreams can become reality!

If this is the case,

The head teacher has died ten times a long time ago!

Li Hanyao smiled bitterly, feeling that he was really too sensitive.

If I had this ability, would I still be living such a miserable life?

……

"Teacher Wang, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm here to collect the tuition and miscellaneous fees. The Academic Affairs Office is in a hurry..."

at this time,

Outside the classroom, a girl wearing glasses opened the door and said.

The history teacher pushed up his glasses and ordered:

"Just pass from the last row forward. There is no conflict between collecting money and giving lectures. Everyone must maintain discipline. I will continue to talk..."

Li Hanyao is in the second to last row.

He hurriedly took out the money from the sewn pocket of his underwear while others were not paying attention.

This is so embarrassing!

Usually when using money in the past, Li Hanyao would find a deserted place and take it out in advance.

but,

Who knew that tuition and fees would be collected in such a hurry this time, so they caught him off guard!

Xiang Tiange couldn't help but complained in a low voice:

"Why are you so hasty? Don't you have money to refuel the principal's BMW?"

Xiang Tiange's words made the class burst into laughter.

His unintentional move could be regarded as buying Li Hanyao some time.

but,

The more anxious a person is, the more he will be in a hurry.

In the past, Li Hanyao was able to get money out of this quite easily, but at this moment, he couldn't get it out.

Not only that, his hand was stuck inside his underwear.

Xiang Tiange, who was not far from Li Hanyao's seat, accidentally caught a glimpse of this scene, and his eyes widened instantly.

Good guy Xiang, Laoyao, you are still awesome. You only have so little time to collect tuition and fees, and it won’t delay your training!

at last,

Li Hanyao took the money out.

Thanks to state subsidies, high school students do not receive much tuition and fees, so Li Hanyao's savings are still sufficient.

however,

Just when Li Hanyao was counting the amount of tuition and fees to be paid from his savings.

His long fingers suddenly stopped.

Why...20 yuan less?

……

20 yuan,

Not a lot,

In this day and age, it’s not even possible to buy an expensive cup of milk tea.

But at this moment,

This is only twenty yuan... but it makes Li Hanyao feel like he has fallen into endless hell!

This is because,

Li Hanyao remembers it very clearly,

in his dreams,

He took out 20 yuan and bought cigarettes for A Liang.

But now the 20 yuan is really gone.

This also means...

Li Hanyao sat blankly in his seat, his body as stiff as a sculpture.

"Hey, hurry up and pass forward!"

The girl behind Li Hanyao urged impatiently, but found that Li Hanyao didn't move at all.

Right now,

Most people in the classroom also noticed something unusual about Li Hanyao.

because,

Only Li Hanyao's row did not pass the money over.

on the podium,

The history teacher is still talking non-stop:

"To sum up, with Lin Xiangru's unremitting efforts, the State of Qin finally returned the Heshi Bi to the State of Zhao..."

The history teacher smiled and explained:

"Actually, you won't take these historical stories in the college entrance examination..."

"However, the reason why the teacher wastes time and talks about this is to let you know that most of the difficulties you are facing now are nothing."

"It's just a college entrance examination, can it be more terrifying than the scene when Lin Xiangru faced the King of Qin thousands of years ago... Haha..."

The voice fell,

The history teacher took the lead and laughed a few times.

She felt that her last sentence was quite funny and should show her sense of humor.

"Ha ha……"

unexpectedly,

There was silence below the podium,

No students laughed.

"..."

The history teacher's expression froze, and he took the lead and laughed twice:

"Ha ha……"

Still no one laughed.

Not only that, the atmosphere became increasingly awkward.

"Hahaha……"

The history teacher continued to laugh awkwardly, trying to make everyone laugh again.

However, no one's attention seemed to be on her, and all the students turned their heads to look in one direction.

The history teacher stopped smiling and the smile gradually disappeared.

She finally understood why no one paid attention to her humor.

That's because the attention of all the students in the class was attracted by one student.

The history teacher followed everyone's gaze and looked at Li Hanyao.

Li Hanyao sat in his seat in a daze, his expression a little dull.

The history teacher frowned slightly,

She figured it out,

This poor boy has long been in a fuzzy state.

The history teacher narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice:

"Li Hanyao, the teacher asked you, in the story the teacher just told, what did the State of Qin return to the State of Zhao..."

Her voice suddenly rose and echoed throughout the classroom:

"You are not allowed to think, you are not allowed to recall, and you are not allowed to ask others. I only want your first reaction, and I give you three seconds to answer me!"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

……

Li Hanyao woke up with a start and came out of his sluggish state.

He stood up subconsciously and answered quickly:

"Twenty dollars!"