My name is Equation. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info may have something to do with the name, but my life is almost full of science-related things. At the same time, I also concentrated on science in high school.

There seemed to be the sound of something falling to the ground, which was quite crisp, as if it felt plastic........

"Aren't those my glasses?!"

The boy sat up from the soft bed, ignoring his sleepy eyes, and endured the dryness to judge the position of his glasses with a vague perspective.

The whole world is like a mosaic, and even a meter in front of you is a huge obstacle in the fog. The only way to do this is to grab the edge of the bed with one hand and search with the other.

Suddenly, he screamed and fell under the bed, his head was in close contact with the ground, there were not many muscles in his shoulders, and his bones hurt abnormally.

He took a few breaths and finally found his glasses next to the table, and when he put them on, he could only see the world in two small pieces of glass.

"It's a nuisance. ”

He was also sighing, standing in front of the mirror in the toilet. I can see his weak body clearly, less than 1.65 meters tall but with a head that looks big compared to his thin body. Although the shoulders are wider than the average girl, they are not wider, and the palms are naturally white because they often hold the pen, and the skin is relatively fine, so there are always bad habits when holding things.

For example, now, the toothpaste he grabbed in his left hand was either a gesture of altering the belt or pinching the eraser. Holding the end of the toothbrush with his right hand, there is always a sense of disobedience that makes him want to pinch the head of the toothbrush like a cat scratch.

After tidying up in a daze and having a simple breakfast of bread slices and jam at the table, he hastily swallowed his stomach, picked up his schoolbag, and symbolically said to his parents, 'I'm going to school' and set out on the road.

His walking may have been caused by bending over the table, and if he didn't have his chest, he felt that the bones in his waist would wrestle against each other, which was really uncomfortable. He still habitually lowered his head to look at the ground, mostly walking by feeling. Even he knew very well what state he was in....... Live in a dream.

Along the way, he often fantasized about when he would be able to be like the protagonist of the online novel, be able to be emotional, and be able to have a strange fate. As the old saying goes, 'Heaven descends on the people, and they will suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skin'. He thought that his torture should come to an end.

For example, when you are in physical education class........

"Hey! Isn't this the college bully in our class? Why do you look like you're going to die?"

The equation started with a weak body, running like a strange species, drooping its arms and throwing it wildly, each step less than three centimeters. The sound of wheezing to the death was like a tractor about to be scrapped, and the throat like a wind-breaking box really scared many people. Even though it was only one lap away, I could see that he was soaked all over his body, and if it weren't for the refreshed appearance of a boy in the class after running, he might have been thought to have run a marathon.

No one knew the pain he was in at that time, his whole body was drained of energy, and it was not muscles or bones that stepped on the ground under his feet. Every time you land on your feet, you will experience the sharp pain of twisting your muscles and bones, the center of your foot is like being pricked by a needle, the whole body has a tendency to fall apart, and the sound of the heart lingering in the brain has been playing non-stop. Consciousness became more blurred with each advance, and there was only a clear place in the corner of the view, where sat a boy with his eyes closed and disconnected from the world, but the boy was too far away from him to see the boy's face.

Being ridiculed for being in poor health or something, he wouldn't have minded. I also understand that as a nerd, there is no need to feel inferior to this.

The problem is......... His father was a table tennis coach who forced him to learn table tennis as a child, forced him to practice, and threatened him to watch games.

His mother won a prize in swimming competitions and worked in the sports industry. She was very supportive of his father's approach and treated him with the same attitude that his parents had always had.

So he longed for those who could win sports championships at a very young age, but he also hated them in his heart, such as well-known table tennis players, Ma Lin, Wang Hao, Zhang Jike......

He shouted in his heart, should every Chinese know how to play table tennis? It is said to be a national sport, but the birthplace is not in China, just because China is the best country in the world, because it was originally built as a sports facility to save money.

Just like Peking Opera, the whole world knows that Peking Opera is the quintessence of China, but not everyone in Anqing, Anhui Province, where it originated, is not all Chinese.

He couldn't overcome his parents and had to choose to compromise. Doing things that don't make sense to him every day, it's better for him to spend such time than watching a few episodes of anime, at least he can see things he hasn't seen before.

The compromise made the parents more and more inches, and when they saw that it didn't work, they decided to use a gentle way of speaking, and a strong way to drive the ducks to the shelves again. He finally knew he couldn't rest on his laurels, using the only study he could be proud of at the moment as a shield. He asked the teacher for a lot of questions every day, and he kept writing frantically!

At first, anyone who saw the sea of questions he experienced could only close their eyes and leave silently, it was too terrifying. He brought ten rolls home every day and couldn't sit in a chair and be lazy. He knew that he would return to that hellish life when he was found out about his laziness, and he thought that he would one day get used to it. Every day of unlimited questions brought smiles to the faces of every teacher who taught him, and they laughed and talked in the office about how serious the student was.

They don't know.......... He was already nauseous! He was sick to his stomach! His spirit was at a critical point! The only thing that could comfort him was that the teachers called the parents to persuade them to support the child's learning, so that he could escape the clutches of his parents. But how long can this last?

He sat silently in a chair alone, and could feel the gentle gaze of the teacher in every class. But he knew that it was because he studied well that the teacher would take care of him. He longs for those poor students to be able to swear without thinking, and the two of them are fighting. So one night Mo came across a game..........

It was at this chance that one day he watched a duel between a level 7 junior player who didn't know whether to live or die and a quasi-super player. As a conscientious person, he despises this kind of behavior of bullying the small with the big and bullying the weak with a gun. He just stood there staring at the white and gray illusion on the field with indifferent eyes, although he desperately used his combat skills to close the gap in strength between the two, and finally used his surprise sneak attack intention to win the victory. But they all broke their legs and were trampled on top of their heads under the opponent's arrogant and unreasonable strength.

"That's enough!

He also had the same words in his heart as Xiao Yusheng had said before. 'The fist of the strong is always omnipotent. ’

Just as the contempt in his eyes slowly increased, the white figure stood up again, and then he felt the difference. What is the white figure a little more....... It seems to be self-confidence!

He scoffed at the recklessness of the white body. After just a few minutes, his eyes widened, a fact that no one could believe it! A level 7 player had defeated a level 30 player!

Just kidding! Let's lie! It's absolutely impossible! It doesn't make sense at all!

The fact in front of him is that the fighting master is as terrible as the scene of winning the fighting honor. The arms that fell to the ground and the top of his head were in a dying blood groove because of this, which was a terrible price he paid! Even so, there was such a big gap between the two in terms of equipment and combat power! Even a full-level player couldn't support himself after being hit by such a large amount of lightning! Why could he block it!

This kind of shock has lingered in his heart for too long, and he understands that he also longs for such a person. Have the courage to challenge the strong upside down, have the perseverance to face heavy defeats, and have the confidence to defeat the opponent. It's just like the main character in the novel.

"Good morning. ”

The math teacher greeted him cordially. It dawned on him that he had arrived at school. On the way to the corridor, as usual, everyone glanced at him with the eyes of the scholar and left. No one spoke to him, and no one was close to him, isolating him like a fragile object in a place where no one cared.

Sitting in a classroom with not many people, he finally mustered up the courage to take out his mobile phone.

"Spend one hundred and fifty points searching for players. ”

Keeping it skeptical, he wants to expose a fact. One hundred and fifty points requires an average of a dozen wins to win back in addition to the game, and for this price, the official system will give him a map to search for all players within a radius of five miles. He couldn't take it anymore.......

The players who exist in this school are revealed, perhaps because Nightdream Snow's level is too high to be revealed. Xiao Yusheng and the remaining three were undoubtedly exposed to his field of vision!

He followed the direction and focused his gaze on Xiao Yusheng, who had just sat down, he didn't know this person very well, but he knew his name. Those empty eyes would have a creepy feeling whenever he looked at them. He was laughing in his heart, laughing like crazy!

If it weren't for cheating with this kind of thing, how could he get a perfect score! Even I can't do it! I must teach this mean, shameless, and unearned cheating villain an unforgettable lesson!

The corners of his mouth cracked a terrifying arc: "Forced to challenge ......."

To be continued.........