"The results of your class's evaluation this time can only be said to be a mess! It can be seen that you are all very distracted this holiday, and you don't pay attention to it, students!"

In the classroom of Fengcheng Moral Education High School, the head teacher of the fifth class of the third year of high school called Qiu Yingmei slapped the tablet computer on the table, and his back was heartbroken.

"I have repeatedly emphasized, don't think it's the last year, you can relax, you can't relax in the slightest, students, the all-round sprint has begun, at this time do not seek to advance by leaps and bounds, but remember to occupy a stable! to recognize the current situation, comprehensively lay a solid foundation, and at the same time to identify their own goals to unswervingly implement! to do a comprehensive review of their knowledge points, if you do not have a comprehensive and sober understanding of yourself, then you are also a muddy ......"

Qiu Yingmei has a plump body, a beautiful nose and a wide face, narrow eyebrows, her husband cheated on her husband when she was forty years old, she once raised a knife to catch people up on the rail car, her husband was so scared that he was so scared that he never appeared again, this incident once became a disturbance in Moral Education High School that year, and that was when Zhang Jingyao entered the school in his first year.

After that, Qiu Yingmei seemed to have spent her endless energy that she couldn't vent on dealing with their fifth class, making the whole class miserable and complaining.

"Okay, I've also said what I should say, if you are still a little bloody, go back and give me a good heart, maybe there is still a chance, let me raise my face! Also, Song Xinrong, you stay, Teacher Qiu has something to tell you......"

Qiu Yingmei's previous words were as hard as steel, but when she talked about Song Xinrong, her voice suddenly lowered an octave, and she was actually much gentler, which made many people in a class goosebumps, and some people even simply stuck out their tongues sideways and made a disgusting action.

Song Xinrong has outstanding appearance, and she has always been among the "Five Sisters List" and "Goddess List" among the students of Moral Education High School, which are the best-looking girls who are often circulated among students. With good grades and excellent character, coupled with a pair of naturally good skins given by his parents, it is difficult for such a person not to be noticed.

Of course, Qiu Yingmei can scold everyone in the class, and she will not scold Song Xinrong, and even call her down alone to encourage her to open a small stove.

After class, coax to disperse.

At this time, Qiu Yingmei, who had just stopped Song Xinrong, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly beckoned in the direction of Zhang Jingyao, "Zhang Jingyao, wait a minute!"

Song Xinrong glanced at Zhang Jingyao.

Then came Qiu Yingmei's voice, "Call your parents to come to me tomorrow! You take the exam, you are not honest in the exam, you dare to write a love letter in the examination room! Don't say it's not you, the words are yours." ”

The expressions of the surrounding students suddenly looked quite exciting.

Yi Ge, who was next to Zhang Jingyao, gently tugged at Zhang Jingyao's clothes in private, with a look of "good brother and righteousness".

After Zhang Jingyao made eye contact with him, he turned his head and said, "The main central idea of the love letter to Song Xinrong comes from Yi Ge, I just ghostwrite and polish!"

The whole class burst into laughter, Zhang Jingyao, this kid is too skinny, and his main idea comes from Yi Ge, he was betrayed in an instant, and Yi Ge next to him gave him a few punches.

But soon, the laughter accompanied Qiu Yingmei, who had a calm face, gradually subsided.

The power of accumulation is like thunder.

......

"Poof!" "Poof!"

With the cans knocked open and two cans of ice cola in his throat, relieving some of his depression, Zhang Jingyao stood at the school gate, looking at the rail trains that snake like dragons and snakes between the tall buildings in the distance, and the crowds of traffic on the elevated suspension bridges.

This scene could have been very decompressing, but the two clearly had no intention of looking at the scenery.

Yi Ge said, "This is miserable, not only you, but I also have to be invited to parents, my dad is not much gentler than your dad! You must know that I am thinking about hooking up with girls all day long in the most critical year of high school, and I am going to die!"

Zhang Jingyao glanced at Yi Ge, "Your father still cares about your early love? ”

Yi Ge was stupid, "It's not about early love...... Instead, he told me not to be wrapped up with you all day long, saying that the two of us smell the same thing, and the stars in the sky are all plucked......"

Zhang Jingyao was silent, okay.

Go home first.

The two stepped onto the station and entered the commuter train hanging upside down on the maglev track.

"Student card!" "Student card!" The female voice of the train heard the sound effect of swiping the card, and the two entered the train.

Departing from the central disc of the commuter transit building, the train winds its way out of the high-rise buildings and through the middle of the mountain, quickly speeding between the undulating mountains and the sea in the distance.

In the changing scenery outside the window, several light curtains in different positions in the train carriage play advertisements for new ergonomic equipment.

Where armed conflicts have broken out again, and where there are meteorological and geological disasters.

Zhang Jingyao's head was dizzy, everything around him seemed to be moving away, and then a dull pain and a knife-like colic pain from the brain stem hit him instantly, hissing...... It hurts!

Yi Ge turned his head when he heard Zhang Jingyao's movements, his face condensed slightly, "Your head hurts again?"

The labor pain came and went quickly, and after the dullness subsided, Zhang Jingyao looked at Yi Ge and shook his head.

"Still can't check the problem? What's wrong with you? But I have it too, and my head starts to hurt when I write math and chemistry equations! How much did you take this review?"

“435。 Zhang Jingyao said.

"Haha, I'm 424, my family listens to Rong 630 points, damn, we are extremely small in comparison!"

......

"Big Banyan District Station, it's here!"

The train was announced, the car arrived, the sound of the air pressure door sneering, and the two of them got out of the platform, which was the low-lying area of the Steel Forest City, which formed a funnel-shaped shape down to the coast.

Near the coast is a small high-rise area, which is a well-known rich area in the Big Banyan District, and the higher area here is the old city, where Yi Ge lives below, and Zhang Jingyao's community lives on top.

Yi Ge is the child of a rich family, and there is a big family behind him. He doesn't take a private car to get to and from school, and he commutes by light rail with Zhang Jingyao just to have a companion.

"Gone!"

"Let's go back and think about what to tell my dad and your mom!"

......

"Jingjing is back!" The community is the nature of the compound, the signboard on the first floor hangs "Zhao Ma Pea Mixed Noodles", there are stalls at the door, sitting and eating noodles, and Zhao Qin, the mother who is cooking noodles in front of the cauldron, greets Zhang Jingyao.

Most of the guests are regular customers of the community, and one of them said with a smile, "Jingjing is so big in a blink of an eye, I think at the beginning, you won the award in elementary school, and the whole community knew about it, and at that time, it was said that your family was going to be a big man!"

After the man finished speaking, Zhang Qin poked his head out and shouted, "Let's eat your noodles! My family's Jingjing is already very good! If he hadn't suffered from headaches before, our family would have been admitted to the junior class of the Academy of Sciences!"

The man teased with some gloation, "Who told your family to be so swaggering earlier......

"Get out, Wang Daqian! Lao Tzu's son will be very good in the future! Don't get pink eye!"

Although the community is a regular neighbor, there is no shortage of rumors.

Your family has a good thing, and when you see a future, you will come to compliment you, but who knows what you actually think in your heart, envy and jealousy are common to everyone.

I can't see you anymore, and it's even more common to say cool things.

This Wang Daqian is doing some small business outside, has a philistine temperament, and often carries a gun and a stick when he speaks, and Zhao Qin usually goes back directly.

Wang Daqian was still there.

Zhang Jingyao walked into his house, and Zhao Qin brought out the meal that had been heated in the morning, "Zhang Jingyao, you work hard in the last year, and when the time comes, you will be admitted to a good university and show those people, my son is this!" Zhao Qin said and gave a thumbs up.

In this situation, Zhang Jingyao really didn't want to speak, "Mom, the teacher asked you to go." ”

"Okay, the meal is hot, your dad is coming back late in the sports car, I still cook noodles for the guests, you eat slowly by yourself, and do your homework after eating." ”

After speaking, Zhao Qin went to the kitchen counter of the noodle restaurant renovated on the balcony, Zhang Jingyao sat on the table in the inner room, looking at the awards pasted all over him, which were all kinds of awards he won when he was a child. "First Prize of Youth Star", "Special Prize of Youth Power Competition", "Transcendence Star" ...... It was accompanied by a number of framed photographs of the award-winning winners.

Zhang Jingyao was particularly capable when he was a child, and even appeared on Fengcheng's TV station, and was once a well-known "prodigy" in the octagonal building community where his home was located.

The family went to various hospitals for examination and treatment for his disease, and the family, which was not wealthy, took on a lot of debts, but there was no improvement.

Therefore, Zhang Jingyao many times, even if he was sick, he didn't tell his parents that he went to the hospital for examination, spent money, and did all kinds of treatments, but he could not cure it in a conservative way!

He also heard his parents worrying about the money for his medical treatment through a door, and he pulled his hair and hated himself very much.

He is a "prodigy" who has seen the peak and surrounded by flowers, but fate seems to play a joke on him, throwing him to the peak, but he is mercilessly thrown to the trough.

Life seems to be learning to reconcile with his imperfect self, because if he doesn't comfort himself so much, he may have given up on himself very early. Since high school, he has endured more and more frequent headaches, but he has shown that he has shown a lot of improvement with his parents.

Zhang Jingyao ate hot tomatoes and eggs, shaved rice, sweet and sour taste.

These awards and award-winning photos in this room are still the talk of my mother to show off to the neighborhood, the charm that blooms between her brows that have been polished by life, the source and sustenance of her half-life glory, and the fact that she is busy fighting against all the fierce pillars of life in front of the noodle stall transformed from the balcony at this time.

......

After eating and washing the dishes, Zhang Jingyao entered his room, closed the door, he climbed to the side of the bed, and the sky whirled.

The intense headache was like the tentacles of a shadow monster, twisting the left and right corners of his head, as if to tear his head in two.

Then suddenly a dull pain that made his heart stagnate, Zhang Jingyao straightened his legs, he felt bad, and there was a kind of sad and fearful that his life had come to an end.

The next moment, the head seemed to crack, and all those maggots attached to the bones were peeled away at once.

In front of him was darkness, like the darkest realm of the beginning of the universe, and a rectangular thing slowly emerged.

If you want to say, more akin to a long river of ink, a box appeared.

There are some things on top of the box that are high and narrow at the bottom, and they are raised.

When Zhang Jingyao's gaze stayed, the first black bulge loosened and the outer layer cracked.

A black mask quietly appeared in front of Zhang Jingyao.

Zhang Jingyao was stunned, not because the simplicity of this black mask and the huge hollowness of the eyes were daunting, but because of the shape of this face he had seen before.

A hundred kilometers away from Fengcheng, a relic of an ancient civilization that has been studied for 10,000 years has been unearthed so far, which is called the "Lianghe Civilization".

The site unearthed unexplained gold objects and structures that were works of art far beyond the human productivity of the time, and also gave rise to a large number of unexplained mysteries.

First of all, this civilization site has not excavated any documents and human bones, but judging from the unearthed cultural relics, this civilization greatly worships the stars and extraterrestrial creations, and even has a very accurate calendar, and understands the laws of many stars.

Generally speaking, a civilization that has far more productivity than its surroundings should form a culture that radiates to its surroundings and even influences the subsequent human history, which is also the sensational but puzzling part of the Lianghe civilization.

This civilization seems to be isolated from the rest of the world, and its scale is extremely small, and there is no trace of it in the regional historical records. It's like only a few hundred people, but highly developed and splendid, and finally disappear into history without a trace.

Because of this incomprehension, the outside world has been passed around, and when things are not resolved, they will be attributed to civilizations that have connections with aliens.

However, there is no clear statement in the academic community.

The most representative of the Lianghe civilization, that is, a gold mask unearthed, is said to be as pure as the current level of 49 gold, or even 59 gold, which is already an unsolved mystery.

Zhang Jingyao was also in the Lianghe Civilization Site Museum and saw the golden mask up close. Zhang Jingyao didn't know if it was the origin of his headache, it was at that time.

And now, the black mask in front of him had the same shape as the golden mask.

It's the same simplicity, with the mark of the stars on it, and the huge depth of the eye sockets.

The black hole at the eye of the mask had an attraction that made Zhang Jingyao want to reach out and pick up the mask and put it on his face.

It was just a thought or consciousness, and Zhang Jingyao found that the mask had been held in his hand.

It's cold to the touch, but it doesn't feel a bit of weight.

And picking up this mask, Zhang Jingyao seemed to see a man directly through nothingness.

It was a burly man of about fifty or sixty years of age. The man with a hooked nose and a short-necked leather jacket stared at the void, his gaze deep and distant, vivid in his mind.

Zhang Jingyao put this face on his face.

Then, a sense of weightlessness and darkness enveloped him.

......

"Sand ...... Rustle......"

Zhang Jingyao opened his eyes and saw a slightly salty and humid night sky, a few stars scattered, and the moon was as bright as a silver plate. Then the first sense is pain.

Pain, pain, pain!

There was a sharp pain all over his body, no pain that was not painful, as if many bones in his body were broken, and there was a warm liquid and the smell of blood on his face.

The sound came from the rubbing of his back against the fine gravel on the ground, and someone was dragging him on one leg like a slaughtered pig.

Further ahead, there was the sound of shoveling sand, and the other party's accomplice seemed to be digging a pit.

A pit where people can be buried.

At this moment, Zhang Jingyao and the owner of this body seemed to merge with memory, and he knew all the ins and outs.

The man's name is Van Helsing.

Twenty years ago, the boss of Long Kui, a high-level general, was arrested and sentenced to 20 years in prison for the welfare of the company 20 years ago.

It's tricky business. Because the wharf of Hengshui Port does not belong to Longkui, it is a "warring" zone, and the opponents are all plotting, and there are many parties behind it, and even ...... And swords stabbed from behind.

And the current Van Helsing, a general who was famous twenty years ago and is now unknown to no one in the rivers and lakes, is obviously "on the road".

This information quickly flowed through Zhang Jingyao's mind.

He already felt that his current body had changed.

The sharp pain in the body began to subside at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

He twisted his broken fingers, spun around, and went from a kink to a ballet straight and vigorous.

The back of his cracked head, the bones began to grow and bond, and then the nerves and flesh "crawled" out and fused with each other.

And his body at this time began to gain some ...... as he recovered from his injuries unimaginable abilities.