"Hey, hey, did you watch that ball game yesterday, is it super exciting, especially the one who dribbles the ball, it's not handsome. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I'll tell you, yesterday I finally won the blind monk's dragon descendant limited skin, not to mention how exciting it is to use! It's handsome, and there is wood. Hey, hey, hey, are you listening to me? The one I drew was limited to the Year of the Dragon! ”

"Man, do you go to the Internet café last time after school today? I just bought a new hero yesterday, just in time to get acquainted with it. ”

"Save it, you pit coercion, I'm crazy to go to the Internet café with you to train you as a new hero."

Walking into the second and third classes of high school, Lee Jong-hoon listened to the classmates in the classroom talking about each other, these scenes that seemed to be the most normal in the eyes of others gave Lee Jong-hoon an indescribable sense of touch, he smiled and walked to his seat with his schoolbag on his back.

"Lee Jong-hoon, you kid changed sex today, why did you come so early?"

As soon as Lee Jong-hoon took out the textbook from his school bag, he heard a nice female voice next to him.

"Your Excellency the Disciplinary Committee called me yesterday and told me to come early today, how dare I be late, and I got up from bed early in the morning."

"Hmph, count you kid acquaintance."

The one who talked to Lee Jong-hoon was his tablemate, Liu Shengyao, who was an out-and-out scholar.

Maybe it's because the Chinese Empire has always attached great importance to a person's academic qualifications, so the heavy learning burden of students in this world is basically no different from Li Zhongxun's high school life in their previous lives, even if they are good students like Liu Shengyao, they are now making up the exercise papers that they didn't finish last night in the classroom, so every time the original owner of this body wants to copy homework, she is prevaricated in this way, and she also praises that the environment in the school is much better than writing homework at home. Those topics that need to be considered on weekdays can be solved in minutes when they are brought to school to do, of course, Lee Jong-hoon scoffed at her remarks, cut... If you don't copy your homework, you won't copy it. Where do you have so many crooked theories?

At this time, Liu Shengyao had just finished making up for the homework that she hadn't done last night, and was about to stretch her waist, when she was active, she saw Li Zhongxun walking in from the front door of the classroom, and saw him first sweep around the classroom with that strange and nostalgic look, seeing his inexplicable eyes, it always made her feel that the big boy in front of her was a little different from yesterday, but she couldn't remember what the difference was for a while, she just felt weird.

After Liu Shengyao saw him come over and say hello briefly, he couldn't help but ask:

"Hey? Lee Jong-hoon, I just haven't seen you all night, why do you feel like you've changed as if you've changed? ”

Lee Jong-hoon was shocked when he saw that his tablemate was asking this topic, I go, what the hell is this, is this chick seeing that I am not the original and genuine? But he didn't show a smile on his face, and joked with a smile:

"What's the matter, Disciplinary Commissioner, do I have flowers on my face?"

Liu Shengyao looked at Li Zhongxun and pretended to look at herself seriously, especially the corners of her mouth curled, her peach blossom eyes bent, and a bad smile on her face was immediately imprinted in her mind.

I just felt that my heart was beating faster, and my face was dyed with a seductive red rhyme at some point.

Liu Shengyao hadn't noticed the change herself, she only felt that Li Zhongxun was coming towards him, and she was inexplicably nervous for a while, and her body involuntarily hid to the side.

Lee Jong-hoon naturally wouldn't guess what the tablemate next to him was thinking now, and thought she was sick, so he asked with concern:

"What's wrong, are you not feeling well? Why is the face so red. ”

Liu Shengyao subconsciously touched his cheek, and sure enough, it was a little hot, and after a while, Liu Shengyao seemed to suddenly understand something, and hurriedly twisted his head to the side, not looking at Li Zhongxun.

Seeing her strange reaction, Lee Jong-hoon also felt curious, so he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, he felt that there was no problem, he was still very handsome!

Then he continued to ask a little inexplicably:

"Where has I changed, isn't it still the same as before?"

"I can't say it, but I always feel that you are a little different from yesterday, especially your eyes, I feel that your eyes have become different and bright from before."

Just when she wanted to say something more, she found that Lee Jong-hoon came to her at some point, and saw him pointing to her face, squeezing his eyebrows at her and saying:

"Tell me honestly, is it because of this?"

"Ah, Lee Jong-hoon, you still have to be shameless, I haven't seen anyone more narcissistic than you."

"Haha..."

Lee Jong-hoon laughed while reaching out to block the pink fist that Liu Shengyao swung at him, and when he was about to tease him a few more words, he only heard the class bell ring.

The first class is a math class, for people like Lee Jong-hoon who have already taken the college entrance examination in their previous lives, it is really boring to listen to the math class of the second year of high school that is similar to his previous life again, he only listened to it for a while and yawned, so he simply took out his notebook from his schoolbag and began to continue to write his novel.

At first, Liu Shengyao saw Li Zhongxun take out his notebook and write something on it, thinking that he was making up for yesterday's homework. I didn't take it to heart, but after a while, I looked at it and found that Lee Jong-hoon was still writing there with his head down, without any pause at all, thinking.

"What the hell is this bad boy writing, he can't copy his homework so fast, right..."

Seeing that Lee Jong-hoon had written a page in a while, he couldn't help kicking him lightly and asked curiously:

"Hey, what the hell are you writing, it's in class. If you want to write, you have to write it after class. ”

"Oh, it's just a novel, I'm writing and playing."

Lee Jong-hoon didn't raise his head, he was still immersed in the world of the novel, and just responded casually.

Writing novels, although there are many people in China who are engaged in this industry, but really speaking, it is not rare for a person like Lee Jong-hoon to start writing novels at the age of sixteen, but it is also a new thing.

Liu Shengyao saw that his subordinates kept moving, and he wrote a few lines after a while, so he didn't have the heart to listen to the teacher on the stage, and his little head came over to see what Li Zhongxun was writing.

"Breaking the Universe"?

The name seems, so white, introduction... Xiaobai, this is a world of vindictiveness, there is no fancy and gorgeous magic, and there is just the douqi that has multiplied to the peak!

"However, magic is often seen in Western fantasy novels, but what is this vindictiveness? What does it have to do with magic? ”

When Liu Shengyao continued to look down with such a question, she found that...,