Ghost Net Three: Peering into Immortals [Sword Three]

After the first row of questions was finished, Zhao Xiao was transferred to this row. He happened to answer the penultimate question and chose No.11 question.

The overhead fan hummed, fanning the paper rolls on the table and tilting the corners.

Both Liu Lehan and Yang Guo's hearts were in their throats—worried that the next Yang Guo couldn't answer, and the teacher would just say "answer at the same table".

It's no wonder that Yang Guo can't. The last multiple-choice question is always the most difficult, and it's a geometry problem, and the two of them have never had a sense of space. They do algebra better than geometry.

Zhao Xiao stood there silent for a while, then said slowly, "Teacher, this question needs to draw two auxiliary lines, can I demonstrate on the blackboard?"

Old Shao nodded with a smile, and made room for his favorite student to the side, even the reflection of the Mediterranean Sea was softer than usual.

Zhao Xiao took the chalk and triangle ruler and demonstrated on the blackboard.

"... Calculate the height according to the conditions, and then through the auxiliary line, we can see that this is a rhombus with four equal sides, and then use the Pythagorean theorem to find the hypotenuse, which is the root of three." Zhao Xiao paused, and glanced down along the topic.

"Question 12 is similar to this one. The position of the auxiliary line is not easy to find, but in fact, once you find it, the subsequent calculation is very simple. It is also the first to connect the diagonal lines..."

Old Shao didn't interrupt him, but nodded with a smile while listening.The question types of the last two questions are similar, and it will be better to put them together.

Yang Guo breathed a sigh of relief, and Liu Lehan also relaxed.

"Savior! You sacrificed your life well! You are as stable as an old dog! Just accept my kick!" After Zhao Xiao came down from the podium, Yang Guo frantically kicked the stool to show his emotion.

Zhao Xiao didn't look back, and silently rolled his eyes, "Weird girl."

During the classroom discussion, Yang Guo grabbed Zhao Xiao and told her the problem just now, while Liu Lehan looked at the steps on the blackboard and recalculated on the draft paper.

"The things you learn are really troublesome." Brother Hua said.

"I also find it very troublesome. Hmm... I don't need to learn it soon!" Liu Lehan complained in a low voice, "But how did you know you were going to wake me up just now?"

"I feel murderous."

"..." Old Shao, yes.

"Why did you bring the mirror with you again? Didn't I tell you to avoid these things as much as possible." Shen Huayi babbled like an old woman.

Liu Lehan said while doing the math: "I'm afraid that my mother will throw it out as trash if I leave it at home. What do you do if you lose the mirror?"

No matter how powerful she is, you can't rely on her to save your life. A ghost is a ghost after all.

Unexpectedly, Shen Huayi said lightly, "This broken mirror can't trap me."

"...a Sun Walker popped out?"

"..."

"Then you said, what would have happened if I hadn't picked up the mirror, or if I had thrown it away?"

Could it be someone else who is inextricably linked with Brother Hua now?

She was mentally unstable before, and she forgot some things. Now that I think about it, it's too coincidental. Shen Huayi rescued her back then. She had forgotten about him, but found this mirror half a year later.

It's a little subtle.

Shen Huayi replied frankly, "It doesn't matter, the mirror is just a place for my soul, not my real body."

She heard this term for the first time, so she wondered: "What is the place of the soul?"

"Literally." Brother Hua said, "If lonely ghosts like us want to survive, they must find a container to inhabit the soul, otherwise it will be difficult to survive, not to mention that I am a soul born in the game. It is only through the intermediary that one can get in touch with reality."

Liu Lehan's eyes brightened, if this is the case, does he have a clue to find the clues of Ye Yuan and Bae Luo?

She hurriedly asked: "Do all souls like you have a soul place?"

"Not necessarily. The weak don't need it, because the weak soul doesn't have time to find a habitat, and perishes after wandering for a while. The strong don't need it either, because most of the strong are souls with consummated merits and virtues, who can cross out from the data world to the real world. Reincarnated in this world." Shen Huayi added, "I am neither strong nor weak, so I have to be a salty fish."

Well, it seems that the clues are still not that simple.

Liu Lehan said angrily: "You really are a lonely ghost! Don't worry if you lied to me to take the Anxin exam, you have bad intentions!"

"...Did you jump the topic too fast?"

"Let's do this." Liu Lehan gnawed at the tip of his pen and said thoughtfully, "What did that old Taoist mean when he was in Huahai that day? Tell me and I will forgive you."

Brother Hua's voice was lukewarm, "Have you lost your desire to survive again?"

"...It's not impossible not to say."

The days are dangling and passing quickly.

There was not much time left before the college entrance examination, and amidst the somewhat panicked mood of the students, the final front was advancing even faster.

Three days before the college entrance examination, everyone was chatting with smiles as usual, patting each other on the shoulder to encourage each other to do it, the teacher took the trouble to repeat the key points on the podium, and told them to forget to go to school after the exam. One, don't worry about the answers, and concentrate on preparing for the next exam.

Liu Lehan sat in the second row and took a deep breath.

I really want to go to the battlefield. I don't want to perform supernormally, but I just want to show my strength for four years.

At noon that day, they left the show and went home to rest and adjust their status.

Some people say that if you put out one-inch photos of yourself in successive years, you can clearly see the changes in your life in the past few years from the expressions on your face.

Liu Lehan searched through his photos at home at night, and arranged several photos in chronological order on the bed sheet.

The warm yellow of the bedside lamp is reflected on these old or new photos, giving them a strange sense of age.

The one-inch photo on the member card of junior high school, the one-inch photo taken on the campus card when the first year of senior high school was enrolled, the photo taken after the accident in the second year of high school for medical examination and mental diagnosis, and the one-inch photo on the college entrance examination admission card.

Indeed, the expression changes obviously.

When she was in junior high school, she was still ignorant of the world, and like most little girls of her age, she had an innocent and lively face.When he entered the freshman year of high school, he looked a little more mature, but his face was still full of expectations for a new life.After the sophomore year of high school, the status of the photos has plummeted. Smiles seem to have been gone for a long time. Every photo shows drooping mouth corners and empty eyes.

People who are full of confusion and darkness in their hearts, how can they take good-looking photos.

The photos I took last month are much better. Although I can no longer smile as innocently as I did in the past two years, I finally stood up again, and my smile is more flat and confident.

Looking at the photos of her and Yang Guo, they are two opposites.

Liu Lehan sometimes envies Yang Guo, envy her for being so lively and cheerful, envy her always full of self-confidence.And Liu Lehan's ability to persevere to this point, apart from Brother Hua's intentional or unintentional rescue of her, Yang Guo's infectious power is also indispensible.

To be alive today, she would like to thank everyone around her.Including her parents who were mentally sensitive but never gave up on her, and this seemingly harmonious family that was actually almost broken.

Thinking of this, Liu Lehan looked up at the empty ceiling and sniffed.

Too many tears have been shed, and I don't want to let them fall at a time of celebration.

Suddenly, a slightly cool temperature came from the corner of the eyes, and a familiar voice sounded unexpectedly above the head, "Why are you crying? Didn't you say you are not worried?"