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Chapter 3 [On how to retaliate against society]

Chengnan High School.

The third floor, Grade 2 Class [-].

The moment Bao Shiyi walked into the classroom, the whole classroom fell silent, the noisy voices disappeared, leaving only an embarrassing silence.

It's like being muted.

unexpected!

The classroom was almost full of students, and Bao Shiyi felt that the scene in front of him was a bit weird. Everyone was looking at him, and they wanted to pull back.

Did he take the wrong script and go to the wrong room?

"Hey, everyone!"

Bao Shiyi raised the corner of his mouth, showing what he thought was the most kind smile, raised his left hand and waved to the classmates.

Say hello gently.

With this wave of greeting, everyone's eyes fell on the sixth finger of Bao Shili's left hand in an instant.

"It's really six fingers!"

"Ah, scary!"

"Look, look, I'll just say, he just has six fingers."

"It's so pitiful. There are six fingers. Don't talk about others in front of others. It's not good."

……

Girlfriend!
You're the one with the loudest voice, pretend I didn't hear you!

Bao Shiyi kept reciting the "Pure Heart Mantra" in his mind, trying not to go crazy, and walked towards the girl who said this last time just now.

His original owner is a negative energy body, if he is accidentally provoked, it is like touching the start button and going berserk.

There is an empty table next to the girls.

Obviously, Bao Shiyi's rejection of the girl's confession just now has spread in the class.

We all know that there is a classmate in their class who is a weirdo.

Because one hand has six fingers!

"Hi, my name is Bao Shiyi."

Bao Shiyi stretched out his hand, with a sincere and expectant smile on his face, hoping to shake hands with the girl in front of him, good friend.

The girl looked at Bao Shiyi's outstretched hand. The six fingers looked terrifying at close range, and her expression changed instantly. She was a little scared, but she still insisted and said, "My name is Xu Wanqing."

Bao Shiyi moved his left hand forward again, and said with a smile: "Shuimu Qinghua, Wanxi Qingyang, such a beautiful name, I hope you will take care of me from now on, at the same table."

Shuimu Tsinghua, Wanxi Qingyang, really well said!

It was the first time for a girl to hear someone who could say such a poetic sentence about her name.

However, Bao Shiyi grinned, revealing his white teeth.

This smile, these six fingers, Xu Wanqing shivered for some reason in the hot weather, feeling panicked.

……

Bao Shiyi sat in the classroom, trying to ignore the probing eyes around him, and kept chanting "The Mantra of Pure Heart" in his mind.

He is strong by him, he is strong by him, and I am full of breath.

Those who achieved great things in ancient times must first suffer from their will, exhaust their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies...

"Pack Eleven? Pack Eleven, has Pack Eleven arrived yet?"

With a "swipe", all the eyes in the classroom turned around and stared at Bao Shiyi.

Bao Shiyi came back to his senses, raised his hand as a signal, and said, "Bao Shishi has arrived."

The middle-aged female head teacher didn't rest on Bao Shiyi's fingers, and she didn't understand why all the classmates looked at Bao Shiyi in such a uniform way, helped the black glasses frame on the bridge of her nose, and said something to Bao Shiyi with a smile .

"Then it's time for you to introduce yourself, come up and say a few words."

Bao Shiyi nodded and walked towards the podium.

"Short-lived ghost, did you hear what I said, you must make good use of your own advantages, use your story to make them sad and cry for you."

"Come on, I like you!"

The same raspy voice.

Still the original recipe, the original taste.

Bao Shiyi felt a chill in his heart, and stood on the podium, looking at his classmates in the audience.

I really want to slap the podium and sing "The Most Dazzling National Style" loudly.

The boundless sky is my love, the flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills, what kind of rhythm is the most swaying...

Xu Wanqing looked at Bao Shiyi standing on the podium, thinking that Bao Shiyi wanted to shake hands with her just now, she was afraid to refuse her, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

She felt that she had hurt a fragile and sensitive deskmate's heart.

"Hi everyone, my name is Bao Shiyi, one two three four five six seven eight nine eleven eleven."

"Forehead……"

There was a moment of silence in the classroom.

"Why am I called Eleven? It's because I—"

Speaking of this, Bao Shiyi pursed his lips, hesitated to speak, pretended to be sad, and a piece of sad erhu music appeared systematically in his mind.

Nima, there is also a sound effect bonus!
Accompanied by the system's out-of-tune singing voice, "Little cabbage, ground yellow, two or three years old, motherless..."

Bao Shiyi scolded her mother in his heart, but on the face he put on a strong face, raised his left hand and said, "Because I was born with six fingers on my left hand, and there are eleven fingers in total, so it's called Eleven."

As he spoke, Bao Shiyi choked up.

It's like a mouthful of old phlegm stuck in the throat, not going up or down.

"Because, because I was born with six fingers, I was thrown in an orphanage when I was a child, and they abandoned me."

"I haven't seen my parents since I was a child. I don't know what they look like. I was brought up by Grandma Zhang in the orphanage. When I was in the orphanage, those children called me a six-fingered monster, didn't play with me, and bullied me. ..."

Bullying a ghost, those children are the same as me, whoever dislikes the abandoned children, and unite together to speak out.

Unity is strength, this strength is iron, this strength is steel, harder than iron, stronger than steel...

Bao Shiyi was focusing on two things again, silently singing to the system in his head, but his words made the classroom quiet down.

In this passage, Bao Shili's story really made many people feel very uncomfortable, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

It's so pitiful that he is an orphan or abandoned.

Born with six fingers, she has been bullied all the time, it's really pitiful.

"Zhou Jie, sad value +5!"

"Li Qiang, sad value +2!"

"Xu Wanqing, sad value +20!"

Bao Shiyi glanced at his tablemate Xu Wanqing. He didn't expect this to be a big grain producer. It seemed that he would hold hands with his tablemate in the future, as good friends.

……

"Fang Yue, sad value +8!"

"Lin Ge, sad value +0.01!"

I'll go, I'm hard-hearted and stingy enough, but I still have a 0.001.

"Tian Qin, sad value +100!"

This is the real big grain producer!

What kind of tablemate is so weak, and it is true that the maternal love of middle-aged women is easy to overflow.

If it floods and collapses, and finally breaks the embankment, will it be enough to live for 500 years?

Bao Shiyi looked at the ever-increasing negative energy value on the panel, and really wanted to sing "The Most Dazzling National Style".

The feeling of being surrounded by sad values ​​is really cool.

"In the days to come, I hope that everyone will not think that I am a monster just because I was born with six fingers. I really hope to be friends with everyone."

"I also hope that everyone will not stare at my left hand all the time, and don't show sympathy in the eyes, otherwise...you will regret it."

Finally, Bao Shixi emphasized one sentence.

In fact, when Bao Shiyi was telling his own story, he was hesitant. He was worried that seeing those sympathetic eyes, he would not be able to help but go crazy and hit people.

What a big BUG, ​​it's an unbearable pain for life to have him, a negative energy body who can't accept sympathetic gazes, absorb the sad value.

God is jealous of talents!
Why was he not long after he was reborn, yet he didn't live to be eighteen, and died young.

There is also a copycat version of the neuropathy system.

Looking at the students under the podium, Bao Shiyi had a look of loneliness and sadness on his face, and the melancholy in his eyes almost broke through the sky.

"It's good, it has great potential. This story made me cry, short-lived ghost, you are really pitiful."

"Come on, keep going, I'm optimistic about you."

If Bao Shiyi didn't pay attention to the system, the melancholy was swept away on his handsome and fair face, like a face changing in a Sichuan opera, and the painting style changed instantly.

Sadness transformed into self-improvement!
Bao Shiyi's face was shining with determination, his thin and thin body was about to walk all the way, his chin was raised slightly, he looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and said softly, "Finally, I will give you one of my favorite words."

All eyes fell on Bao Shiyi.

With his eyes focused, Bao Shiyi looked into the distance with a bright smile on his sad face, and raised his head slightly. The sun shone on his face, shining golden light.

In the end, Bao Shiyi clenched his fist firmly and said, "The world kisses me painfully, and I repay it with a song."

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