Seongnam High School.

On the third floor, there are 2 classes in the first year of high school.

The moment Bao Shiyi walked into the classroom, the entire classroom fell silent, and the noisy sound disappeared, leaving only an awkward silence.

It's like it's muted.

Abrupt!

The classroom was almost full of students, and Bao Shiyi felt that the scene in front of him was a little weird, and everyone looked at him, and they wanted to pull back their steps.

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

"Hey, hello everyone!"

The corners of Bao Shiyi's mouth rose, revealing what he thought was the kindest smile, and he raised his left hand and waved at his classmates.

Say hello gently.

It was this wave of his hand, and in an instant, everyone's eyes fell on the sixth finger of Bao Shiyi's left hand.

"Six fingers, really!"

"Ah, it's scary!"

"Look, I'll just say, he's got six fingers. ”

"It's so pitiful, there are six fingers, you don't talk about people in front of others, it's not good. ”

……

Sister paper!

You are the loudest, when Lao Tzu didn't hear it!

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

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

There was also an empty table next to the girl.

Obviously, Bao Shiyi's refusal to confess to a girl just now has spread in the class.

I also know that one of their classmates is a weirdo.

Because one hand has six fingers!

"Hello, my name is Bao Eleven. ”

Bao Shiyi stretched out his hand, with a smile of sincere anticipation 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 very terrifying at close range, her face changed suddenly, and she was a little scared, but she still said strongly: "My name is Xu Wanqing." ”

Bao Shiyi's left hand stepped forward again, and said with a smile: "Shuimu Qinghua, graceful and clear, such a beautiful name, I hope you will take care of it in the future, at the same table." ”

Shuimu Qinghua, graceful and clear, said it really well!

It was the first time that the girl had heard someone 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 on a hot day, and panicked in her heart.

……

Bao Shiyi sat in the classroom, trying to ignore the inquiring eyes around him, and kept reciting the "Pure Heart Mantra" in his mind.

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

Those who have achieved great things in ancient times must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skin......

"Package Eleven, Package Eleven, has Package Eleven arrived?"

With a "brush", the eyes in the classroom turned to look at Bao Eleven.

Bao Shiyi came back to his senses, raised his hand, and said, "Bao Shiyi has arrived." ”

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

"Now that you've introduced yourself, come up and say a few words. ”

Bao Shiyi nodded and walked towards the podium.

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

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you!"

The same whining voice.

It's still the original recipe, the original taste.

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

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

The vast end of the world is my love, the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hills, what kind of rhythm is the most swaying......

Xu Wanqing looked at Bao Shiyi standing on the podium, thinking that Bao Shiyi was going to shake hands with her just now, she was afraid of refusing, and couldn't help but regret it.

She felt that she had hurt the heart of a fragile and sensitive tablemate.

"Hello everyone, my name is Bao Eleven, one two three four five six seven eight nine hundred and eleven of eleven. ”

"Forehead ......"

There was a moment of coldness in the classroom.

"Why I'm called Eleven, it's because I-"

Speaking of this, Bao Shiyi pursed his lips, stopped talking, and looked sad, and a sad and poignant erhu music appeared in his mind.

Nima, and the sound effect bonus!

is also accompanied by the system's out-of-tune singing, "Little cabbage, yellow in the ground, two or three years old, no mother......"

Bao Shiyi scolded his mother in his heart, but his face was strong, he raised his left hand and said: "Because my left hand was born with six fingers, a total of eleven fingers, it is called Eleven." ”

As he spoke, Bao Eleven choked up.

Like a mouthful of old phlegm stuck in the throat, it can't go up or down.

"Because, because I was born with six fingers, I was thrown in an orphanage as 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 scolded me for being a six-fingered monster, didn't play with me, bullied me......"

Bullying a ghost, those children are the same as me, who still dislikes the abandoned children, and they are united with the outside world.

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

Bao Shiyi was doing two things again, silently singing with the system in his head, but his words made the classroom quiet.

In this paragraph, the story of Bao 11 really made many people feel very uncomfortable, and they felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

It's so pitiful, it's an orphan, or an outcast.

Born with six fingers, I have been bullied, it's really pitiful.

"Zhou Jie, sadness +5!"

"Li Qiang, sadness +2!"

"Xu Wanqing, sad +20!"

Bao Shiyi glanced at Xu Wanqing at the same table, but he didn't expect that this was still a big grain producer, and it seemed that he would have to hold hands with his table in the future, good friends.

……

"Fang Yue, sadness +8!"

"Lin Ge, sad value +0.01!"

I'll go, this heart is hard enough, stingy enough, and there is actually a 0.001.

"Tian Qin, sad value +100!"

This is the real big grain producer!

What is the same table is simply weak, and sure enough, it is still a middle-aged woman's maternal love that is easy to overflow.

If this floods and collapses, and finally bursts, will it be enough to live for 500 years?

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

It's really refreshing to be surrounded by sad values.

"In the days to come, I hope you don't think I'm a monster because I was born with six fingers, I really want to be friends with everyone. ”

"Also, I hope you don't keep staring at my left hand, and don't show sympathetic eyes, otherwise...... You'll regret it. ”

Finally, Bao 11 emphasized.

In fact, when Bao Shiyi told his story, he hesitated, he was worried that when he saw those sympathetic eyes, he couldn't help but beat people like crazy.

What a big bug, but to ask him, a negative energy body that can't accept sympathetic eyes, to absorb the sadness value, it's really unbearable pain for life.

God is jealous of talents!

Why didn't he live to be eighteen or die young, not long after he was reborn?

There is also a copycat version of the neuropathic system.

Looking at the classmates under the podium, Bao Shiyi's face was full of loneliness and sadness, and the melancholy in his eyes was about to break through the sky.

"That's right, there's a lot of potential. I cried when I heard this story, short-lived ghost, you are really pitiful. ”

"Keep it up, keep it up, I'm optimistic about you. ”

Bao Shiyi ignored the system, and his handsome and fair-skinned face swept away the melancholy, like a Sichuan opera changing his face, and the painting style changed in an instant.

Sadness is transformed into self-improvement!

Bao Shiyi's face flashed with determination, his thin and thin body was about to go on, his chin was slightly raised, he looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and said softly: "Finally, I will send you my favorite words." ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Bao Eleven.

Under the gathering of eyes, Bao Shiyi's sad face with a bright smile looked into the distance, tilting his head slightly, and the sun shone on his face, shining with golden light.

In the end, Bao Shiyi clenched his fists firmly and said: "The world kisses me with pain, and I repay it with a song." ”

Oh yes!