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Chapter 17: Adjusting the Seat

Early the next morning, Xu Lingka walked into the school.

He never advocated arriving at school early. In his mind, what if he went ten minutes early? Wouldn’t it be nice to have that time to sleep and recharge his energy?

Adhering to this belief, Xu Ling would only go to school early on the first day after each holiday during his ten-year schooling career, and everyone knows the reason.

Walking alone through the corridor of the teaching building where there are almost no people, but still thinking about the hidden mission released yesterday.

Every time before, the system would roughly explain the function of the task reward, but this time, when Xu Ling asked the question, the electronic voice didn't say much, and only gave a four-word answer.

[Illegal request. ]
He was surprised, but after thinking about it for a while, he didn't continue to pester him, thinking that the system wouldn't harm him anyway, no matter what it was for, he got it first.

In the middle of the night, Xu Ling, who was sleeping soundly, felt that he had entered a strange dream. His vision seemed to have entered the universe, watching the present planet from the vast void, and saw a place in a place that he couldn't recognize. There is a bottomless darkness in the place.

Intuition told him that this darkness should have a lot to do with the SAN value.

Thinking about the dream last night, he had already walked into the classroom. He was surprised to find that the person standing on the podium was not the teacher, but the head teacher. At the same time, on the seats under the podium, several students were switching books and stationery back and forth. .

"What the hell? Change seats early in the morning?"

Walking into the classroom, the head teacher smiled at him and said, "It's the last year, I'll rearrange the seat, you go and sit with Wang Xiaohua, learn from different people, maybe you can improve."

Wang Xiaohua is the study committee member of the class, with a comprehensive strength index of 1.37, No.2 in the class.

Xu Ling glanced inexplicably at Luo Zhixing, who was sitting still. The latter lowered his head, but was rarely looking at his boxing book, as if he was just in a daze.

"okay."

He responded and walked to his seat to move the book.

"Hehe, I didn't read a book today, I'm slacking off, monitor."

Xu Ling joked and hugged the things on his desk, but felt that his sleeve was suddenly grabbed.

Luo Zhixing looked up at him, and said in a very low voice, "I'm sorry, Xu Ling, I didn't think of this, but my father... I'm really sorry."

Xu Ling was taken aback, looking at the squad leader who was full of guilt, lost in thought.

Luo's Villa, Luo Qianqiu, strength and background... Is this the case? It's a terrifying desire to control.

He roughly guessed the problem, and looked back at the class teacher Yang Chengwu. He didn't pay attention to it just now, but only now did he realize that the other party's smile was so stiff, which seemed to be due to pressure.

Xu Ling smiled in his heart, didn't take it seriously, bent down and said to Luo Zhixing: "Squad leader, let me tell you a story."

"what?"

"Once upon a time, there were two people. They were at the same table in the martial arts school for three years and became very good friends. Later, the two joined the border guards together, and they are still brothers in arms."

"Once, the two had a quarrel. On the third day of the Cold War, a horde of beasts suddenly invaded the country, and soldiers approached the city. The situation was very critical. Everyone realized that before the reinforcements arrived, they might have to risk their lives to defend the homeland behind them. .”

"At the last moment before going to the battlefield, neither of them was sure whether they would be able to retreat. In order not to leave any regrets, they said sorry in unison before parting."

Luo Zhixing looked at him fixedly: "What happened next?"

"Both later died with honor in battle, and were buried together by those who survived."

"I understand."

Student Luo raised his head abruptly, "You mean, as long as there is a deep bond in your heart, even the gap between life and death cannot separate good friends."

Xu Ling shook his head: "No, I just want to say it's okay and don't apologize a few times, it's unlucky."

"..."

"Oh monitor, what a big deal, I'm not a pretty girl, why do I have to sit at the same table with me, we are friends no matter what." Xu Ling patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

Hearing this, Luo Zhixing burst into tears: "Xu Ling, you are really a good person!"

After a while, after changing seats, Xu Ling sat down under Wang Xiaohua's disgusted gaze, and generously offered some advice.

Before leaving, Yang Chengwu came to him and said in a low voice, "Come to my office after class."

"Ow."

Xu Ling knew in his heart that due to too strong external interference, the characters involved had their own thoughts in their hearts, and the most guilty one was guilt.

It's just that they probably didn't expect that Xu Ling, who seemed to be the only victim, didn't really have any objections. He just wanted to do the task silently and surprise everyone.

The morning is usually a cultural class, and the physics teacher walked into the classroom with the bell ringing.

On this world line, the status of natural science teachers has fallen to the bottom. After all, warriors can even dismantle tanks with bare hands, and the coffin boards of all the bosses in the textbooks have already been thrown into outer space.

Within 10 minutes of class, Wang Xiaohua stared at the blackboard, elbowed Xu Ling, and whispered, "You should have stayed away from the class leader a long time ago. Without your influence, his force index should have broken through 2.0."

This freckle-faced female study committee member is Luo Zhixing's fanatical suitor, a little fan girl, and the ultimate brain-dead fan.

Xu Ling couldn't laugh or cry, he used to have a bad personality, but he said that he never did anything to drag Luo Zhixing down, at most he didn't cooperate with the martial arts training plan he proposed.

But he didn't refute, but went on: "You are right, then I will trouble you later."

Wang Xiaohua snorted: "Why should I help you?"

"Don't you want to finish the monitor's unfinished business? You don't want to burden yourself, so give him a quiet time, okay?" Xu Ling pinched her thigh and suppressed her laughter.

The pupils of the study committee members experienced a magnitude [-] earthquake in an instant.

"You are right."

"puff."

After all, he didn't hold back, he didn't expect his new deskmate to help him, he just teased him habitually.

Whoosh, a piece of chalk flew over. Of course, it couldn't hit Xu Ling, who was full of senses.

"Some people talk there as soon as they are in class, how can they talk so much." The teacher said standing on the podium.

Seeing that it was Xu Ling who was deflated, there was a burst of tittering in the classroom.

Most of these people don't have a good impression of him. After all, Xu Ling used to use his cold ass to tease Luo Zhixing's hot face, and Luo Zhixing is the class leader who is loved by everyone. The No. 2 in the school is the glory of the third class. , compared with the two, it is understandable for them not to like him.

But now Xu Ling feels very wronged. He didn't do those things in the past, even if he did, he is not allowed to start a new life.

Wang Xiaohua sat upright, as if she didn't remember that it was herself who started the conversation just now.

Xu Ling rolled her eyes and continued with the class.

Because martial arts schools do not have high requirements for students' cultural courses, the difficulty of the course content is much lower than that of ordinary high schools. What they are learning now is completely a piece of cake for Xu Ling, who has been on another line for two years. I was drowsy after listening to it, and it was hard to stay until the end of class.

Just as she was about to report to the class teacher, she heard Wang Xiaohua say coldly: "If you are not serious in class, even I can't help you."

Before he could answer, a classmate next to him said: "Xiaohua, I think you are just worrying about it. Teacher Yang tried his best to transfer him to the side of you top students. He doesn't know how to cherish it. Who will help you when he sees it?" he."

Xu Ling wanted to speak again, but was interrupted again, but this time it was the disciplinary committee member sitting at the door shouting.

"Xu Ling, someone is looking for you."

(End of this chapter)