The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 3 God-like speed
Looking at the Chinese textbook that was returned after only three seconds of flipping through it, Hu Xiaoqian's face turned colder, and the antipathy towards Lin Yang in her heart turned into disgust.

From her point of view, this is Lin Yang trying to attract her attention by relying on his own way, but unfortunately, she, Hu Damei, doesn't like this.Without real skills, in her eyes, no matter how fancy the game is, it's just a clown's trick.

"Now that you have reviewed it, you can start."

Reining in her thoughts, Hu Xiaoqian took the Chinese textbook, opened the page of "Xiaoyaoyou", and said coldly.

"Ah."

Lin Yang nodded, turning a blind eye to Hu Xiaoqian's cold face. When he spoke, his voice was still slow, but after only one breath, the speed of speech increased to a terrifying level: "Excerpt from "Xiaoyaoyou"-Zhuangzi. Beiming has The name of the fish is the Kun. The size of the Kun is unknown for thousands of miles... Therefore, it is said: all people have no self, gods and men have no merit, and sages have no name."

When the last word fell, there was deathly silence in the classroom. Everyone was stunned, including Jin Tianzhuang, Yang Zhen, Huang Mengmeng, and even Hu Xiaoqian...

Lin Yang's speech speed is too fast, even worse than that of Hua Shao in "The Voice".A mouth is like a machine gun, beeping and firing, making it almost impossible for people to react.

"Have I passed?"

Lin Yang looked at Hu Xiaoqian, who was holding a Chinese textbook in front of him, and his eyes were slightly dull. He asked calmly, with a calm face.

With his ability to see a thousand things at a glance and never forget in his photographic memory, he is confident that there will not be even a single typo or missing word in "Xiaoyaoyou" that he has just recited.

"You...passed...passed."

When Hu Xiaoqian raised her head, her eyes were full of confusion and she looked at Lin Yang. For this super scumbag from Los Angeles No. Sloppy and unkempt images overlapped.

If she hadn't already memorized this "Happy Journey", if she hadn't kept her eyes on the textbook, Lin Yang might not be able to keep up with the terrifying speed of reciting just now, right?
Is this still the good-for-nothing scumbag from before?
Is this the same idiot who couldn't recite "Spring Dawn" after three days?
Suddenly, Hu Xiaoqian felt that Lin Yang's body seemed to be covered with a layer of fog that made it impossible to see clearly, and she only glimpsed a corner by accident at this moment. To completely unravel the fog, a deeper understanding is needed.

Involuntarily, she stared at Lin Yang with an expression of wanting to explore, even when Lin Yang walked towards his seat in the corner of the classroom, Hu Xiaoqian's eyes kept following him closely.

However, in the eyes of other caring people, this kind of performance will make people feel that the fairy has moved the heart and is quite interested in Lin Yang.

"Crack!"

The black signature pen in Yang Zhen's hand suddenly snapped off forcefully, the sharp stubble pierced the skin, and a drop of bright red blood spilled out, dripping on the colored stationery pages on the desk.

"The clown, I will let you know the fate of using sensationalism to attract my woman's attention."

Yang Zhen's eyes were gloomy, staring at the back of Lin Yang who was walking towards the end of the classroom, his face was full of sinisterness, and his lips were even thinner because of the secret force. Those who are familiar with him will know that Yang Zhen at this moment is extremely The danger, and the person who can make Yang Zhen extremely dangerous will definitely not end well in the near future.

Lin Yang walked back to his seat calmly, not paying attention to the eyes of the whole class. After all, as a thousand-year-old immortal cultivator, he has never seen such a big storm. Such a scene is just a child's play.

As soon as he sat on the stool, the fat Jin Tianzhuang returned to Lin Yang with a face full of surprise and excitement. They were at the same table, one was the bottom one in the class, and the other was The second-to-last class, sitting in the corner of the classroom, looks like a pair of troubled brothers.

"Lin Yang, tell me, is this true... is this true?" Jin Tianzhuang grasped Lin Yang's shoulders with his fat hands, spitting stars excitedly.

Based on Lin Yang's previous dark history, it would be impossible for him to recite "Xiaoyaoyou" even with a knife on his neck, but now, Lin Yang recited it, and at a terrifying speed, perfectly After reciting it, it was like seeing a ghost, Jin Tianzhuang couldn't believe it.

"Okay, don't shake it anymore, it's true." Lin Yang raised his hand to pat off Jin Tianzhuang's fat palm, and said lightly.

Photographic memory is just a simple use of a powerful spirit, nothing to be excited about.

"Wow, why didn't you tell me that you have made preparations in advance, which caused me to worry about you all the way. Oh? No, why are you here all of a sudden? Do you just want to be in front of the whole class? Pretend to be aggressive, show your face?"

Jin Tianzhuang stared at Lin Yang with gossip flames in his eyes, waiting for an answer. Lin Yang was really abnormal today, a little unreal, and a series of actions made people even more incomprehensible.

Lin Yang looked into Jin Tianzhuang's gossiping eyes, and felt a headache. In his previous life, his buddy knew him very well, and he couldn't be prevaricated by a few words of nonsense, but he couldn't just say that he traveled back from a thousand years later, right? I'm afraid that when I say it, it will be regarded as a neuropathy.

"Well, I wrote a love letter to Hu Xiaoqian." In the end, I thought of the love letter in my previous life. Maybe this explanation is more appropriate and logical.

After all, if you want to express yourself in front of the girl you like, you have to be a little bit unique.

"what!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Lin Yang said this, Jin Tianzhuang's face changed, and he opened his mouth and said, "You are sincerely looking for death!"

"What do you mean?" Lin Yang frowned. Could it be that his life is in danger when he writes a love letter?

"Don't worry about what it means, pack up your things and leave this school now, before it's too late."

"Speak clearly." Lin Yang sat firmly on the chair, staring at Jin Tianzhuang coldly, with an indisputable feeling.

"Ok."

Seeing Lin Yang's resolute attitude, Jin Tianzhuang sighed helplessly, sat heavily on his own student chair with a fat body, and said, "You know Yang Zhen, right?"

"I know, the top student in Los Angeles No. 1 Middle School." Lin Yang nodded. Although he was obsessed with online games in his previous life, he still knew the school's No. [-]. Of course, it was limited to this.

"But do you know that the person he likes is Hu Xiaoqian, and he even treats Hu Xiaoqian as his confinement, and doesn't allow others to peek at her, let alone writing love letters."

"so what?"

"How? Hehe..."

There was a sneer on Jin Tianzhuang's fat face, he glanced at Lin Yang, and said with lingering fear: "There used to be a rich second generation, relying on some money in the family, clamoring for Hu Xiaoqian, but he only stayed in this school for a day. The rich second generation was covered in blood, and was carried out of Los Angeles No. [-] Middle School in a coma. This matter... There are gossip rumors that it was Yang Zhen who did it. However, everyone in the student circle with some status knows that this is indeed true. Yang Zhen's handwriting. Take this as an example, if you write a love letter to Hu Xiaoqian, is it not courting death?"

(End of this chapter)