Cannon Fodder Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

The live broadcast was scheduled for the afternoon of the next day, when the students were on vacation. Except for the senior three students who were about to take the college entrance examination, the rest of the grades could leave school after the morning class.

The follow-up of the previous kidnapping case is also gone.

Hearing that Jiang Ran led the Qin family into the army behind his back, and revealed Qin Wei's past (he used to bully his female classmates), the Qin family paid a big price, and Qin Wei transferred to another school with Mo Jiajun and left.

Bian Nan had beaten someone beforehand, and was quite satisfied with the result.

He went to school safely, but Bian Nan and Jiang Ran tacitly did not tell He Zhao about the black posts on the forum and the turmoil of public opinion on the Internet. He was already worried about retiring from the army, and he didn't need to worry about other trivial matters.

*

This morning, the holiday was approaching, and the students had no intention of studying, and the teacher didn't talk about anything new. It was thankless, so it was better to assign some homework for the "little devils" to study by themselves.

Thanks to Bian Nan, after these few days of training/teaching, Class A can keep absolutely quiet at least during the class, even when playing with the mobile phone, it is still silent, for fear of disturbing Bian Nan who is listening to the class carefully.

But today is different from the past. After the teacher left the classroom, the room was quiet. Bian Nan rarely read a book but looked out of the window with one hand resting on his chin. It adds a sense of melancholy, like a protagonist walking out of a comic, out of tune with everything around him.

It's really rare, the big devil has also started to be sentimental?

Some students hid behind the pile of books and looked at him secretly. Class A is located on the sixth floor of the teaching building. There is no tall building outside the window to see a large piece of sky. The sun was shining brightly, and the weather was not too hot. The breeze came in along the window sill and gently blew Bian Nan's hair.

No one knows what he is looking at, but at this moment he has already merged with the scenery into a beautiful picture, fixed in the youthful years in the memory of young people.

Bian Nan didn't care about those gazes, he just looked out of the window to make his mental strength more focused, he was flipping through Han Chen's memories in his mind, but unfortunately most of them were dark and bitter.

The cold corpses of his parents, the endless quarrels over property snatching, and the tyranny of his uncle and aunt for many years. From a few years old to a teenager, he huddled behind the crack of the door and waited for the dawn, but his sky never brightened.

Han Chen almost couldn't go to school before, the unscrupulous couple was very harsh on him, but fortunately there was social supervision, Han Qiang and Liu Fang took a large amount of inheritance and could no longer deprive him of the right to education, he went to school smoothly because of a blessing in disguise, but Going to school didn't change anything in the end.

It's just going from one abyss to another.

He once comforted himself to survive until he grew up, but he fell from a tall building before the age of 17. He fell into poverty all his life and was pointed out by thousands of people after his death.

Han Chen likes to draw and create a world of his own.

The paintings he painted are different from his life. They are not gloomy and helpless, but full of vigor and hope. He paints the paints he picked up into beautiful watercolor paintings. The contents of the paintings are all common things, flowers, alleys, etc. , trees, crowds, etc.

Common things are warmly outlined by him, like the breeze in summer and the warm sun in winter, they can always touch the softness in people's hearts, cleansing the soul and returning people to a pure land.

Bian Nan is different from Han Chen, he doesn't draw very often, these things are just additional skills for him, and sometimes he can't even use them for a hundred years.

However, the skills he has learned will not be forgotten, but his style has always been majestic, his brushwork is open and closed, and it is exquisite. In the past, most of them were ink and landscape paintings, which did not match Han Chen.

He closed his eyes slightly, and leaned closer to those memories with his heart, wanting to feel the brush of the other party.

[System: Host, your spiritual power is so strong, why don't you just imitate Han Chen's memory and engrave the painting, anyway, as long as the interview in the afternoon is fooled, after all, public opinion has already come to our side. ]

The white curtains fluttered with the breeze, and a ray of sunlight outside shone on him, like a halo of light, Bian Nan slowly opened his eyes.

"He's crying."

*

When school was over at noon, the first and second graders were in a hurry to leave school. Looking down from the teaching building, there were crowds of people, and all kinds of cars driving around the campus were very lively.

Bian Nan took his time to go to the restaurant for dinner. There were so many fewer people, and the third-year students were also very tight on time. There were many empty seats in the restaurant, and there were only scattered people as far as the eye could see.

The restaurant of Shiyi High School is also tall and upscale, and it has the aura of an aristocratic school. The food inside is rich in variety, and the chefs in the restaurant are all very powerful chefs, but the nobleness is inexplicably down-to-earth, just like being placed in the middle The stewed noodles with pork and cabbage.

Unpretentious, but really fragrant!

Bian Nan sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and ate his lunch. There were students shuttled around the campus below, all of them pulling suitcases with holiday joy on their faces. He took a quick look and concentrated on eating.

"Hey!" A table of people not far in front exclaimed, "Am I dazzled? I seem to have seen Jiang Haoyu."

"What what? Where, where?"

"Look, next to that car, is that him?"

"Ah, it's him! He came back today?"

Jiang Haoyu?When Bian Nan heard the name, he raised his head slightly, and he followed the man's pointing finger. There was a luxury car parked there near the school office building. There was a black-haired boy standing with his hands in his pockets, his face Very cold and arrogant.

Looking at it can especially attract the attention of peers.

But unlike those excited girls, Bian Nan's expression gradually cooled down, and the letter paper was slightly hot on his chest.

[System: Why did the hero come back so early? The plot clearly stated that he only came back in the second half of the third year of high school. He had been abroad before, and that Qiao Heng from yesterday was different from the plot. It seems that the plot is not the same. So reliable. ]

It didn't pay much attention, because their task was Han Chen. As a small cannon fodder, Han Chen had nothing to do with the plot of this world, so naturally he had nothing to worry about.

"The plot is that fate will not change at will. Once it changes, it must be artificial. Didn't you notice that Jiang Haoyu is different?"

[System: Different?etc!Where did Jiang Haoyu's soul go? ]

Bian Nan stared at the person in the distance, and slowly said: "The son of luck in this world has been taken away, and now the person occupying that body is an evil spirit full of evil."

The system asks itself that it has seen many scenes, but it has never seen this kind of scene. How could someone steal the house so quietly?Heaven and earth have not found it.

Every world has its own children of luck, which can also be called protagonists. They are protected by heaven and earth, and their own luck is so high. The system has been performing tasks for so long, and it has always led the hosts to hug their thighs to live.

If it hadn't met such an unusual host as Bian Nan, it would have been impossible for it to go head-to-head with the sons of luck from all walks of life.

[System: Jiang Haoyu is dead, and all his luck has been plundered by another soul. The other party is basically the new son of luck now. The Dao of Heaven is on his side, and the plot is invalid. We don't know what will happen in the future. I know, host, this task is too dangerous, let's just retreat. ]

Its idea is very simple. To do a task is to pay attention to success or failure. Being seized is a timing/bomb/bomb. Once the child of luck has an accident, the whole world may collapse. They have a high probability of being buried here. It is better to give up. The quest goes straight to the next world.

"give up?"

Bian Nan turned his palm slightly, and there was a piece of yellowed letter paper standing in his palm, emitting a faint light, but there was no word on it. This thing is a poor communication configuration in the underworld. Since the system was bound, it has been disconnected. Display, but the basic things will still be reminded.

"You don't need to give up, find an opportunity to spread your luck, and then kill him."

[The system does not agree: You speak as if you are very skilled, this method is too dangerous, if you are not careful, you will be doomed! ]

Bian Nan looked out the window and ignored its words: "Did Jiang Haoyu step on Jiang Ran to make a fortune in the future?"

The system really wanted to persuade him to leave, but at this time he answered honestly.

[Yes, the Jiang family/family was established by Jiang Ran's father. The original plot said that Jiang Ran was crazy and unable to take over the affairs of the/family, which caused the Jiang family to fall into chaos. Jiang Haoyu took over at this time. ]

"I owe Jiang Ran a favor for Han Chen's transfer."

He didn't say much, but he showed his attitude.

[The system sighs: ... Alas, you are risking your life. ]

"Don't be so pessimistic, I'm really good at this procedure."

The originally peaceful campus life suddenly became a bit weird. Bian Nan thought about Qiao Heng who he met yesterday, and the other's distraught appearance, and guessed that Jiang Haoyu had already started to act in some way.

Before encountering the system, Bian Nan had his own task, which was to go to various small worlds to catch the evil spirits who escaped from the underworld. The letterhead on his body could detect the whereabouts of evil spirits.

But in the past, they all started from the underworld. There are hundreds of millions of planes in this world, and the number of evil spirits is far lower than this number. They are scattered in various planes. What a coincidence that he bumped into one here.

Bian Nan chuckled, and Jiang Haoyu, who was not far away in the sun, suddenly felt a chill behind his back. He looked around and found nothing strange, so he felt that he was suspicious. Standing on the campus of City No. [-] High School, he thought to himself.

This time when I come back, I must kill Qiao Heng first, such as the first step, ruining his college entrance examination.