Feng Han sat in the classroom, secretly covering his mouth with his hand and yawning, a long conversation with Chu Bingyan last night made him still think a lot after returning home. Pen~Fun~The story of the ancient times of the www.biquge.info is so bizarre, there is really a heaven and earth vitality in the universe that can be cultivated? Could it be that he is really the bloodline of the legendary Fuxi? The wind and cold that I thought about it again and again fell asleep at two o'clock in the morning, so that I yawned and kept yawning as soon as I arrived at school.

"Ding Ding Ding!" The class bell rang, and to the surprise of all the students, it was not the classroom teacher who walked in from the classroom door, but the head teacher who had always been in sight.

Everyone looked at each other, speculating about what was going on?

The head teacher did not disappoint everyone, rubbed his hands and stood on the podium, and said excitedly: "Students, our class will usher in a new classmate, and she is also a beautiful woman, I hope you can take care of it more and help the new students integrate into our collective as soon as possible." ”

In order to recruit talents, the key colleges and universities have created an examination for transfer students, but does a transfer student need such a grand introduction from the class teacher? It is hard to imagine that the serious and dull class teacher will use the word beauty when introducing new students, which makes everyone look forward to this mysterious transfer student even more, and many people even stand up and look outside.

With the sound of "da-da" footsteps, a long skirt as white as snow in the mountains first caught everyone's eyes, then Yingying held the light Chu waist in her palm, then a dizzying arc that was about to come out, and then up was the snow-white jade neck, the delicate chin, and finally the jade face that was not powdered but as bright as the morning glow reflecting the snow. Take a ferry to the Black Pavilion to see the new festival

Everyone froze for a second, and then suddenly a whistle rang out in the classroom.

The head teacher hurriedly pressed down with both hands, signaling everyone to silence, he introduced: "This student Chu Bingyan is very famous in the academic world, and many of her articles have been published in famous academic magazines and newspapers at home and abroad. Next, we have asked Mr. Chu to say a few words, and everyone applauds and welcomes. ”

The applause at the bottom was thunderous, of course, it was caused by the vigorous applause of the male students, and the applause of the female students was much smaller, and everyone deeply felt the huge pressure brought by this same-sex leader.

With a confident smile, Chu Bingyan gracefully walked to the podium and bowed, before saying: "I have always known about the great reputation of Shu University, and the school motto of Shu University 'the sea is inclusive, and there is tolerance is great' makes me feel very nostalgic, today I am fortunate to come to Shu University to study, I hope that the students can help a lot, and when I step out of Shu University, I can proudly say that I have not disgraced this great school, and I have lived up to this youth." ”

The goddess's humble words attracted applause for a long time, and Feng Han looked at Chu Bingyan on the stage with a smile, and only then did she understand the true meaning of the other party's sentence last night, believing that we would meet again soon.

When the applause stopped, the head teacher said, "Student Chu, find a seat with no one to sit down, presumably Professor Chen, who is in charge of the class, has been waiting at the door of the classroom until the flowers are gone." ”

The class teacher's cold joke did not make the students laugh, and their attention was focused on Chu Bingyan's search for a seat. The boys who were not around sat up straight one by one, holding their heads high, and not squinting, hoping to attract the attention of the goddess, but also afraid that the anxious appearance would cause the goddess to be disgusted. As for the boys who were already sitting next to them, their faces were not so good-looking, and they drooped their heads, just hanging their heads and pausing to cry out that they had missed the opportunity.

Chu Bingyan's beautiful eyes flowed, she pretended to look around, and then walked towards the vacant seat next to Feng Han seemingly casually.

Regarding this result, Feng Han already knew it, and with Chu Bingyan's insight and wisdom, he came to Shu University not to study, but to contact him nearby.

The other students didn't know the cause and effect, and they all secretly shouted that the wind was cold and had **** luck. It can be said that Feng Han just now is the most indifferent person, but everyone knows that this classmate has always been withdrawn and wooden, and it is understandable to see the goddess indifferent. Maybe it was because of this that the goddess didn't think this guy was dangerous, so she sat next to him.

When the class officially started, many people still secretly looked at Chu Bingyan's table, only to see the goddess erecting the textbook in front of the table, concentrating on taking notes while listening to the class. The wind chill at the same table was afraid of attracting the attention of his classmates, and he didn't dare to act rashly, so he listened attentively all the time, and it can be said that he has never been so serious since he went to college.

After a long while, Chu Bingyan gently touched Feng Han's shoulder with her elbow.

Feng Han turned his head in astonishment, and saw Chu Bingyan clicking on the notebook with the tip of the pen. Following Chu Bingyan's prompt, Feng Han looked over and saw a sentence written in her notebook: "Your popularity is not good, but your popularity as a woman is not bad." ”

What do you mean? Feng Han didn't understand, he couldn't open his mouth to ask, so he drew a big question mark in his notebook.

The girl in the purple dress in the third row in the front, you like her, but she doesn't seem to like you, but the girl in the penultimate row in the back who looks very pretty in the yellow dress, I think it's very interesting to you.

Seeing what Chu Bingyan wrote, Feng Han peeked back and found that the girl in the yellow dress that Chu Bingyan said was her classmate Lu Jing, and her appearance in the class was only inferior to Huang Xiang, but that girl usually had nothing to do with herself, why did Chu Bingyan say that she was interesting to herself.

"How do you tell?"

Feng Han wrote such a sentence in his notebook.

"Although you seem to be listening carefully, every 10 seconds, you can't help but look at the girl in the front row. Although the girl in the front row would occasionally pretend to look at us naturally, I only saw confusion and confusion in her eyes, and I didn't look jealous. On the contrary, the girl in the back row will cast her eyes on your back from time to time, but she will ignore me, a big beauty. ”

Feng Han's old face was slightly red, he didn't understand why Chu Bingyan had deduced so many things in such a short period of time, and he didn't understand why she even looked so clearly where Lu Jing, who was sitting in the back, was looking. However, Feng Han was not prepared to continue on this topic, he wrote: "Let's talk about the apocalypse, no matter how bad the environment is after the apocalypse, it should gradually stabilize, after all, we are no longer comparable to the human beings who lost their divine power in ancient times in the development of material civilization, so there will not be a situation where the flood cannot be controlled in the first few decades." So why do you say that we cannot rebuild our homes safely, and why are humanity still struggling to survive? ”

"This apocalypse is no longer a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster. ”

"Man-made disaster?" Feng Han thought to himself, could it be that the terrifying demon king appeared and wanted to take the opportunity to dominate the earth.

"Thousands of years ago, it was the Heaven and Earth Vitality that leaked out, and the human beings themselves were not affected by the collision of the original power, they just lost their divine power and could not rely on the material power of the time to defeat the natural disaster. But the apocalypse in front of him is a collision of two origin forces, and many human beings who have not survived the hedge of this invisible force will become immortal monsters whose consciousness is dead, their bodies are strong, and they only retain their attacking nature, just like the zombies in those post-apocalyptic movies. Under these circumstances, do you think the survivors will be able to rebuild their homes in peace?"

Seeing this passage written by Chu Bingyan, Feng Han couldn't help but shudder, and even thought of why zombies always rule the world in post-apocalyptic movies, maybe it was a premonition in the subconscious of human beings.

"At the end of the Great Seven Reincarnations, the killing of each other takes place, and it takes place shortly after the beginning of this millennium, when the dead in the ground will break out of the grave. Beautiful women shine, but they can no longer shine, they have no salt for a long time, they are in the company of ugly wolves, monsters are fighting wildly, their muscles are rotting and their skin is sore. These two prophetic poems by Danmas vividly describe the aftermath of the apocalypse, and I doubt he was able to witness what happened. At that time, the land was full of deserted villages, and the whole world could only be described by the word dead silence. ”

The wind cold vest was dripping with cold sweat, and he thought of the strange dream that had been bothering him, that world was also empty, and the world depicted by Chu Bingyan was only missing the monsters everywhere. He wrote: "I have been having a strange dream for a long time, in which there is no living thing at any time, the sky is gray, and I am left alone, and the desperate loneliness is suffocating." ”

Chu Bingyan hadn't heard Feng Han talk about this, so she replied, "What's so strange about your dream?"

After pondering and meditating, Feng Han wrote, "It seems that there is no more." He vaguely felt as if he had missed something, but he could no longer remember, he had completely forgotten the majestic voice that had come from the void.

"Maybe it's just the ancient bloodline you carry that gives you some sense of the future. Chu Bingyan couldn't deduce more content from it, so she could only make such conjectures.

"Am I really a descendant of Fuxi?" Feng Han thought that it could be said that the entire Huaxia clan was a descendant of Fuxi, so he added: "Is it really the bloodline of Fuxi?"

"Since Yao left eight jade pendants that restart the vitality of heaven and earth, then naturally these eight jade pendants will only be handed over to people with extremely noble status for safekeeping, so if your pendant is passed down from generation to generation, the result will be eight or nine. ”

"If the truth is like this, compared to my ancestors, I can be said to be ashamed. Feng Han laughed at himself.

In this way, the two of them used the cover of erecting books, you and I communicated with each other. Every time others looked sideways, they thought that these two people were learning their own and concentrating on taking notes, but no one expected that these two people would communicate silently in private under cover.

Zhang Fan was the only one who saw the abnormality, he originally thought that Huang Xiang was the most beautiful woman in the class, and he was a match made in heaven and complemented each other. Who knew that today she actually killed Chu Bingyan, who was beautiful and fragrant, compared with her, Huang Xiang was reduced to a dispensable chicken rib at once.

Zhang Fan regretted that the ticket to the Sweet Girl Singer Club was sent early, he was not a person who gave up easily, so he took advantage of the excellent position behind the wind chill side, and seemed to be listening to the class, but in fact, he had been paying attention to the wind chill table.

At first, he thought that the two had nothing to do with each other, but they were just taking notes, but gradually he realized that something was wrong. The rhythm of these two people's notes is too weird, basically one person finishes writing and the other starts to write, and there is never a time when two people record at the same time.

This time Zhang Fan understood that the two were communicating through notes, of course, he didn't think that these two people had already known each other, he only thought that Feng Han had become emboldened after yesterday's untimely confession, and seeing that it was hopeless to chase Huang Xiang, today he directly accosted Chu Bingyan, who happened to be sitting next to him, and what was even more infuriating was that he seemed to have succeeded.

Zhang Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and he sneered in his heart. It's really a boy who doesn't know whether to live or die, Huang Xiang is already an unattainable existence for you, and now he actually eats the bear's heart and leopard gall, and the toad wants to eat swan meat, so he has a more outstanding idea of Chu Bingyan. Yesterday I could ignore your actions, and today you poor boy dare to beat the idea of the goddess in my heart, and I will let you know how to write dead words.