When I walked into the classroom, I saw that most of the seats were still empty, and it was clear that many of my classmates had not yet had time to make it back.

I saw that the English teacher, Mr. Zeng, was already standing on the podium, and the students who came back from the stage were talking to each other in twos and threes, and from the excited expressions on their faces, I could feel that they were very nostalgic for the celebrities they had just witnessed in the playground.

I also walked briskly back to my seat, took out my English textbook from my desk, and fell into deep thought as I unintentionally flipped through it......

Since I now have the memory and ability to graduate from college in four years, every class in the future will not be of much significance to me, unless I have learned the average course and listen to it again and improve it, and there is no need to listen to the class again if I have done well in the exam.

After all, whether I am a hotel waiter or a tour guide in the future, I will come into contact with a large number of foreign tourists, so I was very attentive to this course at the beginning, so that I thought that I learned well in this class, and there was no need to waste time studying for another four years.

If you have to learn again, it is enough to increase your vocabulary, because graduating from university is only CET-4, and if you want to be extremely fluent in communicating with foreigners, CET-8 is the ultimate goal.

Therefore, I decided that I would not spend time listening to English classes in the future, but would rather buy some grade 8 books and study on my own, which would be more meaningful to me.

Just as I was unintentionally flipping through my English textbook and thinking about how to get myself to level 8 as soon as possible in the future, I saw that the class was almost full, and it was obvious that the other students had finally returned to 66.

"Hey, buddy, my name is Yang Chen, what do you call me?" and my tablemate Yang Chen greeted me warmly after sitting down, rubbing his ankle with one hand as he spoke.

"Oh, hello, my name is Su Feiyang. By the way, if you have a twisted foot, you should immediately go to the bathroom to rinse your ankle with cold water, and then go to the infirmary to wrap it up and come back to class, otherwise you will have to limp for the next month. I also replied a little absent-mindedly, casually when I saw him rubbing his ankles with his hands.

"If I'm not mistaken, you didn't go downstairs to the playground at all, did you? How did you know I had twisted my foot? And I don't even know what happened, I just feel a little uncomfortable now. Yang Chen asked with a look of surprise.

Hearing Yang Chen's question, I realized that I had said the wrong thing again.

Because I was "unpredictable prophet" again, the main reason was that in my future memory, Yang Chen limped to class the next day.

And the reason why it became like this is that when I was squeezing around the playground to watch celebrities filming TV series, I twisted my foot and didn't pay attention to it. At that time, he just felt a little uncomfortable in his ankle, and he didn't take it seriously, and when he returned home in the evening, it was swollen in the middle of the night, and it was too late to be sent to the hospital for bandaging, and then he limped for a full month before he returned to normal.

So of course I couldn't bear to let my best buddy in the future go to class with pain, so I instinctively reminded him kindly, but I ignored that this reminder was actually from the memory of the future, which naturally made Yang Chen look at me in surprise and wait for my answer.

"Oh, I didn't go downstairs to the playground, I just stood in the hallway and saw it from afar. Because I had sprained like this before, I didn't use cold water in time at that time, and it tossed me for more than a month. So if I were you, I would have asked for leave to go to the infirmary to deal with it, so as not to suffer in the future. I quickly explained, and casually lied about the fact that I had also sprained my foot, which was a digression, so as not to let Yang Chen get entangled in how I knew about the sprain he had just made.

After all, the playground was crowded with people just now, even if I was below, I might not be able to see him twisting his foot, not to mention that I was still standing in the corridor of the teaching building, so I knew that my words could not stand scrutiny, so I quickly diverted the topic and urged him to go to the infirmary to deal with it.

Fortunately, Yang Chen was also honest, and he also had unconditional trust in me, so he hurriedly raised his hand to report to Mr. Zeng, claiming that his foot was twisted and he needed to go to the infirmary immediately to bandage it, Mr. Zeng nodded, and he agreed.

He also asked me to help him go with me and take care of him, which was naturally full of promises for me, who had no intention of going to class.

Then, with my support, Yang Chen limped out of the classroom and walked towards the infirmary.

Along the way, I also secretly told myself to be cautious before speaking in the future, and not to be an "unpredictable prophet" anymore, lest it be troublesome for teachers and classmates to treat me as a monster after a long time.

There are even some bad things that I always anticipate in advance, isn't it a crow's mouth?

Of course, I know it's not impossible to remind them in advance so that they can suffer less. It's just that we have to learn to help them secretly and skillfully, even by pretending to help others, instead of blurting out to help them in an extremely abrupt way, as we do today, which is counterproductive.

After Yang Chen and I came to the infirmary, after careful examination by the school doctor, we hurriedly used ice cubes to cool his ankle for half an hour, and then bandaged it with medicine, and said that it was fortunate that he came to deal with it in time, otherwise his ankle would be swollen tomorrow, and he would not be able to walk normally for at least a month.

After listening to the words of the school doctor, Yang Chen was also grateful to me, and his good impression of me also increased a lot.

On the way back to the classroom, he felt that the English class was almost over, so there was no need to rush back now and disturb the other students, so it was better to sit on the campus bench for a while and go back to the classroom after class.

I thought he had a point, so I helped him to the bench by the school fountain and sat down to make small talk.

During this period, I barely spoke, Yang Chen was talking, and the topics he talked about were all the process of watching those stars filming TV series in the playground before.

I'm not a star chaser myself, and I'm not very interested in similar topics, so I'm also casually perfunctory, and I continue to think about how I should live in the future.

I also thought of my parents at home, for me, I had been traveling all the time, and I rarely saw them anymore.

Especially before I came here, there was a nuclear explosion in the dream world where I recognized the main world, and my parents in that world no longer existed, so at this moment, I also miss my parents very much.

It's just that I've experienced so many worlds and met my parents in different worlds, and I'm also a little confused, that is, which world is the real one?

Is it in the modern world, or in the heavenly signs, or is it in another world that I don't know yet?

I'd love to ask someone in authority, but I don't know who to ask.

I was even tempted to take it out and wait for it, but then I thought about it, I was still at home this morning and had breakfast with my parents, and then came to school.

Now that I have just taken two classes, I called my parents and said that I miss them, but it is too obvious that I have no ability to live independently, and I rely on them too much, which will only make my parents feel at ease with me, so I still can't help but take out my mobile phone and call home.

It's just that I also know that from today onwards, I will live on campus and go home once a week, which is also an appointment I made with my parents, which means that I will have to wait until Friday afternoon after school before I can go home to see my parents.

Stay at home for two nights, and on Sunday night, after dinner at home, rush back to school to live.

Just when I was thinking nonsense, the bell rang for the end of class, and I instinctively helped Yang Chen again and walked towards the teaching building.

The last two classes are math classes, which are also relatively boring, and the hearts of the students in the class have not been completely recovered, so these two classes are spent in the slight chatting of the students.

And the math teacher Shen Lao himself is also deeply short-sighted, and he is particularly focused on lecturing there, but he doesn't pay attention to the light smiles and discussions that come from time to time below.

For me, it doesn't matter whether I attend classes or not, so I continue to immerse myself in my memories and can't help myself.

Time flowed quickly in this process, and before I knew it, it was time to get out of school at noon.

As the bell rang crisply, soon there were only two people left in the classroom, me and Yang Chen.

And after Yang Chen wrote a leave note for me to transfer to the head teacher Mr. Yang, he limped directly back to the dormitory to sleep, obviously he didn't plan to go to the afternoon class.

I still walked up to the podium, wiped the blackboard clean, and then turned and walked out of the classroom and walked towards the school gate.

It stands to reason that I should have gone to the school cafeteria for lunch, but now that I have traveled back in time, I am not used to eating in the crowded and noisy school cafeteria, so I plan to go to a nearby restaurant to eat something and calm down by the way.

When I casually walked out of the school gate and saw Meng Po's shabu shabu shop across the road, I immediately remembered that this restaurant was indeed a restaurant opened by Meng Po in the underworld.

It's just that I'm not sure if Meng Po at this moment can recognize my identity as a horse master in the underworld, and whether she can recognize me.

However, I still smiled bitterly and persuaded myself, that is, Meng Po should theoretically not remember me, after all, I came to this era through time and space, and Meng Po's memory at the moment should also stay in this era, and it is impossible to have future memories.

With this regret, I still aimlessly came to the door of Meng Po Shabu Shabu Restaurant, and when I saw the guests waiting in line everywhere, as well as a large number of reporters, I reacted, presumably the directors and stars who filmed the TV series in our school just now, must have come here to eat, so today's Meng Po Shabu Shabu Shop is full again.

Considering that I didn't have an appointment, there was little point in waiting here, so I planned to leave here and go to a small noodle restaurant next door to eat a bowl of noodles.

"Master Pony, please stay. Just as I was turning to leave, a woman's voice came from behind me, which surprised me greatly......