Ouyang Dong looked at Ji An, who was swearing, and then looked at Zhan Li, who was refuting Ji An with a cry, and couldn't help but have a wave of anger on his face: "Cousin, I'm not a child, you lied to me again!"

Listen to the cry of this big sister.

Miserable!

If you don't be abandoned hundreds of times, you will never be able to cry such a tactful and mourning, and you will sing such a good tune.

According to Ouyang Dong's own artistic appreciation, plus a band, agent or something, he can directly announce his debut.

Ji An wanted to explain casually again, but he inadvertently swept over Ouyang Dong's head, and suddenly found that the label on his head had turned into a cloud again.

His expression froze suddenly, and he immediately withdrew his attention from Zhan Li and began to coax the child.

"Cousin, you misunderstood me, I would lie to you? Listen to me explain to you. ”

Making a beautiful female student cry and just leaving it aside, this hateful act was immediately taken into the eyes of the others present, and added another piece of evidence to Ji An's evil deeds.

A few of the students began to talk, of course, their voices were subconsciously lowered, so as not to attract Ji An's attention.

"Look, I didn't expect such a bad guy to appear in our class. ”

"Classmates, are we just going to let him continue like this while he does nothing? ”

"Tsk, he's gone too far, why don't we tell the mentor?"

Hearing such a sentence, some people immediately jumped out to object: "No! If the tutor is involved, the matter will be big, I don't want to be punished inexplicably as soon as the school starts, and I am even more afraid that the tutor will favor that guy." ”

One of the guys, who was not very good eyesight, squinted his glasses and hunched his back, stood up and proposed: "Classmates, that guy didn't do this kind of thing once or twice, I think he just took pleasure in hitting his classmates, and we can't do him one-on-one, and the collective power is infinite, why don't we join forces and form an anti-Ji'an front alliance!"

Immediately, someone's eyes lit up, and he slapped his palm and said: "What a good idea! We should join forces to deal with him, isolate him, and resist him!"

In order to guide the students to spontaneously create this atmosphere, the instructors will automatically set a target for them at the beginning and exert external pressure on them, so that if they find that they can't beat them, they will naturally seek to huddle.

Before asking for a fan, Zhenren repeatedly showed his sharp words and deeds that annoyed Ji An, but he didn't impose a specific stop behavior, Feixue Zhenren had a hundred ways to shut up Ji An, but he confessed at a very fast speed, and did not show the overwhelming superiority of the monk in the face of mortals at all, creating a false impression of "I can't say you, it's you who are more powerful", all for this purpose.

Individuals who are too good are destined to suffer more grinding, either to be a role model or a target.

For historical reasons, collectivism is in vogue here, and everything else has to give way to it.

Ji An understands this, and as for the classmates who were hit by him uniting to isolate him or something, even if he knew, he wouldn't care at all.

At this time, he was trying his best to appease Ouyang Dong, who had changed the label, but fortunately, this bear child was young, once he figured out his personality, he would find that this guy was very easy to deceive, and after a while, he smiled, and the label on his head re-unfolded into a villain relative.

Ouyang Dong hugged Ji An's side waist, rubbed it, and shouted in his mouth, "I forgive you, cousin." ”

After appeasing Ouyang Dong, Ji An turned his head to look at Zhan Li's direction again, and found that the person had long since disappeared, leaving a small stall of water stains in place.

Looking at that area, I want to know how miserable the little girl cried before.

Ji An muttered in his heart, as for it?

Ji An found that the psychological quality of this class of classmates is not good, and such a small blow can't be resisted.

The picture of Zhan Li breaking down and crying flashed in his mind, Ji An smiled suddenly, looked meaningfully in the direction where he came, and silently spit out three words: "Heroine." ”

A small disciple peak, male protagonist, female protagonist, villain, small boss, original male supporting role, cannon fodder, passers-by, key figures in the event, hey Qi is alive, it looks like a good show is about to be staged.

……

In the depths of the Daoyi Mountain Range, the clouds and mist shrouded.

One of the peaks is extremely strange, the interior has been hollowed out, leaving only a thin layer of mountain as a shell, and the inside of the mountain has a special soft soil climbing, spiraling upward, as an internal passage up and down the peak.

At the bottom is a huge condensed city, no different from the human city outside, where many fist-sized creatures live, these creatures are not strange-looking, but small and delicate, a bit like a human, but different from a human.

They have short, shaggy tails, spotted limbs, and rather bloody graffiti on their foreheads that clearly symbolize their status in this vast kingdom.

Graffiti is bloody but very delicate, not as colorful as tattoos, that is, simple blood mixed with other special substances are used to paint on the surface of the body, and things such as heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys are painted on the forehead to salute the head and limbs.

It's a harsh order.

The creature has no fixed name, but the owner of the mountain generally calls them "test subjects".

There are long walkways inside the mountain, which can lead from the underground to the outside world, but these test subjects will avoid the concept of "escape from here", maybe this idea will pop up at a moment, but the next second before they can take effective action, the fragments hidden in their biological genes will induce the nerve fibers in their brains, carry out directional changes, and manifest themselves in action, that is, they are suddenly stunned for a moment, and then do what to do.

And at the top of the mountain, there was a membrane that they couldn't see, and on it stood a group of white-robed monks who were suspended outside with hundreds of jade slips in front of them, ready to record the experimental data at any time.

The vice president of the Daoist Academy, Ning Jiuchi was on patrol, he glanced around with his divine thoughts, and nodded at the other white-robed researchers, his expression implied with relief: "Everyone, the experiment has been successful, and this project has been proven to be feasible." ”

Suddenly, a strange greeting came from behind him.

"Mr. Ning, I haven't seen you for a long time, but your old body is still so healthy. ”