In the corridor outside the ninth class of the third year of high school, a tall and handsome boy was intently flipping through a book. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yes, this boy is Song Yan who was kicked out of the classroom by Yan Weimin.

Song Yan didn't want to waste this precious time, while the time had not passed, it was good to be able to memorize more content.

In the classroom, Yan Weimin's gaze occasionally swept over Song Yan, and when he saw his appearance, he couldn't help but sneer secretly: pretending.

Near the end of class, Song Yan closed the book.

Because, the time for never forgetting the supernatural power has passed, and as soon as his mind moves, he once again called up the system interface.

There is no other change, except for the fame value column, which has changed from 30 points to 35 points.

It seems that the courage to bet with Yan Weimin just now has been recognized by the five classmates.

"Hehe, it's one step closer to 50 o'clock!" Song Yan couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

The days passed, and in a blink of an eye, it came the weekend, and in these few days, the bet between him and Yan Weimin gradually spread in the third year of high school.

Of course, most of the students who knew about this matter felt that Song Yan was too self-conscious, because at the same time as this incident spread, his previous test scores also spread.

His best score in the Chinese test was 83 points, a difference of 37 points from 120 points.

If there is only a gap of more than ten points, perhaps there will be some suspense in this bet.

But 37 points, this number is too big, and no one believes that Song Yan can counterattack.

After this incident spread in school, Song Yan found that many students looked at him as if they were watching a joke.

In this regard, Song Yan was not angry, after the news of this incident spread, it brought him some benefits, because, when most students ridiculed his inadequacy, there were also a small number of students who admired his courage and recognized him, so in a week, his fame value has grown to 48 points, only 2 points, and he can meet the lottery requirements of 50 points.

In addition to the increase in fame, these days, he has used his supernatural ability to memorize a lot of language knowledge, and even in order to improve his writing ability, he has also deliberately read several writing skills and world famous books.

As he became more and more proficient in the use of the supernatural powers, and his efficiency became more and more efficient, he now only needed half an hour to memorize a book of more than 200,000 words.

In other words, he can memorize 1 million words using the magic power once.

Looking at the 48 points of fame, Song Yan decided to brush the fame value to 50 points today, as for where to go to brush it, he has already thought about it.

However, before you can brush up on your fame, you have to go to your uncle's house for dinner.

What made Song Yan strange was that this time the uncle didn't come back for dinner, the uncle was not at home, and the aunt wouldn't give him a good look.

Especially at the dinner table, the eldest aunt reprimanded him again, which made him quite depressed, but from the faint tone of the eldest aunt, the reason why the uncle did not go home for dinner was because the director of the Municipal School and Education Bureau was about to retire, and the uncle was very likely to improve, so he had been working outside these days.

Uncle can make progress, Song Yan is happy for him.

After reprimanding Song Yan, a loving smile appeared on the eldest aunt's face and said to Song Xue: "Xiaoxue, how are you practicing the piano?"

Song Xuexiu frowned slightly, and said impatiently: "It's okay." ”

"Do you have the confidence to win the prize?" the eldest aunt continued.

Song Xue smiled disdainfully: "This is just an amateur competition, if I can't win an award in this kind of competition, I haven't practiced the piano for ten years in vain." ”

"Well, our little snow is the best. The eldest aunt hurriedly praised, but immediately her words changed: "Unlike some people, if their academic performance is not good, they have learned to fight, our old Song family is a scholarly family, why did they have such a disdain, and the family is unfortunate!"

Hearing the eldest aunt sarcastically mocking himself again, Song Yan held his breath in his heart, and he swore that he would make the eldest aunt look at him differently in the future.

Song Yan quickly put the rice in the bowl into his mouth, put down the bowl and chopsticks and said, "Auntie, Xiaoxue I'm full, I'll leave first!"

"Smack!"

The eldest aunt put the chopsticks on the table and looked at him coldly: "What, you are not happy to say a few words?"

Song Yan took a deep breath, suppressed the breath in his heart and said, "I'll go first!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan strode out of the door, he had been reluctant to swallow his aunt because he was not timid, but because the aunt was kind to him anyway, and at the same time, he didn't want the uncle to be embarrassed.

"White-eyed wolf...... Xiaoxue, look at it, in our house, we eat and live for nothing, and we also provide him with school, he treats the elders like this, don't you learn from him in the future!"

Hearing the sarcastic voice from behind, Song Yan paused, and finally didn't say anything, opened the door and walked out.

Leaving his uncle's house, Song Yan felt a little more relaxed, it was too depressing in that environment.

However, he began to think about waiting for the college entrance examination, and then went to work to earn money, and strive to go to college and no longer spend a penny on his uncle's family, he was really afraid that one day he would not be able to bear the ridicule and ridicule of his aunt and explode.

Taking two deep breaths, Song Yan put all his troubles aside, and it was important to earn fame.

Zhaojiaquan martial arts hall.

As soon as Song Yan arrived, his eyes swept and saw that Zhao Xiaoyu was fighting with two students in the ring, not so much a fight, not so much a fight, not that Zhao Xiaoyu was using the two students as human sandbags.

"Song Yan!"

Zhao Xiaoyu in the ring saw Song Yan and suddenly had no interest in playing with the two male students, and two consecutive whip legs caused the two male students to retreat and fall under the ring.

There are soft pads around the ring, so you won't get hurt if you fall.

"Song Yan, you come up and fight me!" Zhao Xiaoyu hooked his finger at him, the last defeat at Song Yan's hands made her feel extremely depressed, so she has always wanted to find a chance to get back face, Song Yan has not come to the martial arts hall for the past few days, and today finally let her seize the opportunity.

Song Yan came to the martial arts hall to brush up his fame, even if Zhao Xiaoyu didn't challenge him, he would find a chance to fight her.

"Okay, you wait, I'll go change clothes!" Song Yan smiled at Zhao Xiaoyu and walked straight to the dressing room.

Looking at Song Yan's back, Zhao Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: "Boy, you dared to force me to call you brother last time, and this time you must look good." ”

Soon, Song Yan changed into a T-shirt and shorts and came to the ring, standing opposite Zhao Xiaoyu, as for the surroundings of the ring, it was already full of male and female students, because today is the weekend, and there are more students who come to the boxing gym, and there are fifty-six people.

Looking at the dozens of people under the ring, Song Yan was very happy, because they were the guarantee of fame.

"Song Yan, this time, as long as you can block my ten moves, you will win, but I have one condition. Zhao Xiaoyu raised a finger, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"I don't agree!" Song Yan shook his head.

"You coward!" Hearing Song Yan's refusal, Zhao Xiaoyu, who wanted to regain face, couldn't help but be furious.

"Ha, don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't accept the challenge, but I don't need the restriction of ten moves, as long as you can defeat me, I will promise you a condition!" Song Yan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyu's expression was slightly slight, and then he sneered: "Song Yan, don't be overconfident!"

Song Yan's face was solemn: "The manly man spits on a nail in one mouthful!" But there is a word first, if you lose, you have to promise me a condition!"