Chapter 13: Thundermon

Zhang Wuji's eighteenth middle school is the most smelly middle school in the county, most of the students who go out from here go to vocational high schools, technical secondary schools, or directly enter the society with their parents to go to the Guangzhou-Zhejiang mixed factory, and the teachers who teach here are also muddy and vain, so even Zhang Wuji's swaggering and hanging a wine gourd in the school all day will not cause much disgust.

No matter how smelly it is, it is three years, on the forty-eighth day of Zhang Wuji's wine gourd, he ushered in the first test of his life. 'It's not even big enough to start being sad, and in the past three years, I've just learned to throw off blind snipers, and I've learned to hit AKs without popping beans......

I ALSO LEARNED TO TYPE SHOW ME THE MONEY AT THE BEGINNING WHEN I OPENED STARCRAFT, AND LEARNED TO END THE WAR WITHOUT TYRANNOSAURUS...... But these look so pale in front of a white scroll......

Zhang Wuji's head hurt when he thought about it, and he looked like the little fat man was also an idiot, holding a pencil in his mouth.

Zhang Wuji twisted up a piece of scratch paper and kept twisting it into a thin tube, originally wanted to reach into the ear to wash the itch, and then when he saw the wine gourd at his feet, he moved on the spot, and quietly unscrewed the lid of the gourd to put the paper in, only to smell a burst of fragrance, because the thief's heart is weak and the timing is not right, Zhang Wuji took out the paper out of the gourd, and looked at it, the paper was stained with some golden liquid, as if it was ...... Urine......

But how can this aroma be urine? Naturally, what kind of gourd contains something, maybe it is Moutai's adult wine, or maybe it is the daughter of Hong...... No matter what it was, Zhang Wuji had already stretched out his little tongue and licked it, and there was no taste...... How can this tasteless thing be so fragrant?

After thinking about it, I couldn't understand that he quietly threw the note and threw it to the little fat man, the little fat man was in a trance, and his eyes lit up, thinking it was the answer, so he picked up the note and put it in his mouth and kissed it, thinking that it was best to answer all the questions, because he was the same as Zhang Wuji, most of the exam time had passed, and only a name and test number were left,

Just as he was about to unfold, someone next to him suddenly shouted, "This classmate, what are you doing?"

A beautiful teacher wearing wide-rimmed glasses quickly walked over to the little fat man, "What's on your hand?" the little fat man muttered, "It's nothing." The note was pinched to death, but there was no chance for him to throw it out, and the beautiful teacher glanced at the little fat man's school emblem, "Hmph, cheating, students who don't cheat can't get into the point, take it out." ”

The little fat man originally wanted to process the note quickly, but he was always half a beat slower, and at this moment his little hand was firmly grasped in the air by the beautiful teacher, revealing a part of the small note, and the beautiful teacher proudly announced, "Cheating in front of me, that's a dead end, take this as a warning...... Under the ...... For...... Example"

As soon as the note unfolded, the beautiful teacher's heart was a little lost, this was clearly a blank scratch paper, but this face could not be lost, let alone let the little fat man know, so she very decisively eliminated the exam evidence, tore the small note into shreds and threw it in the trash.

The little fat man's head couldn't be lowered, and the other candidates all answered the questions without changing their faces, Zhang Wuji looked at the time when most of the time had passed and he was still a blank scroll, and suddenly felt that his future was the same as this blank paper, no life, the whole brain was empty, and a deep sleepiness struck, Zhang Wuji held his head with his hand and entered a magical dream.

A barren grassland is full of prisoners in digital suits, Zhang Wuji is also one of them, everyone walks aimlessly on the grassland, the grassland has no beginning, no end...... Only a few strange big birds, floating in the air, showed eagle-like eyes, and did not relax their surveillance of the ground for a moment......

There is thunder rolling in the sky, and every time the thunder rolls over, everyone will look up at the sky and sigh, ah...... As soon as the thunder passed, everyone walked again, and there was a particularly fat and very fat person among this group of prisoners, he was a little fat man.

The little fat man is always distracted and does not concentrate on walking, everyone knows that if you don't walk well, you have to eat a whip, sure enough, the little fat man only walked about two kilometers and began to look around, and was suddenly discovered by the old bird, the old bird flew over in the air and pecked at the shoulder of the little fat man, pecked a scream, pecked a spark......

It was another thunderbolt from the sky, and this time the thunder rolled down at least five consecutive sounds, and everyone sighed five times in a row, bowed their heads and began to continue on their way...... This is how time goes on and on, and the world is like this black hole with no beginning and no end......

I saw that on the rolling sky of the thunderclouds, a great god slowly emerged, lying in the sky, covered with flying birds, controlling the movements of the birds between one breath and one breath......

Before he got closer, he was struck by lightning, and the little fat man was directly electrocuted into a small carbon rod, and there was cold smoke on Zhang Wuji's hand, Zhang Wuji had to stop, and saw the mouth of the god in the air slowly open, and spit out a brightly colored text 'sleep', this sleeping word fluttered in the air, covered with holy light, and finally slowly disappeared on the grassland, Zhang Wuji saw that people were stupid and suddenly felt a tightness on his shoulders, and a sharp claw was on his shoulders......

"Bird?"

"Death!"

Zhang Wuji was angry for a while, and his big mouth was a lion's roar, but when he saw the roar, the bird feathers flew and the bird's body cracked......

Suddenly, there were a few rings on his head, and an old man with wide-rimmed glasses pulled the frightened beautiful teacher behind him, and at this moment he looked at Zhang Wuji with a serious expression, "This classmate, what is your behavior...... It's terrible. ”

Zhang Wuji woke up from the dream and had long forgotten the dream, at this moment he looked at the old man with the invigilator brand, and saw that the beautiful teacher was wiping his little face with a face towel, and then he saw the little fat man's O-shaped mouth that kept making noise, and then looked at the exam papers written full of words in his hand. As he spoke, he bent down three times to apologize.

At this critical juncture, a bell suddenly rang, the exam was over, and the teacher in charge did not pursue too much and put away the paper that Zhang Wuji had written full, leaving a sigh, "Hey, what kind of things are these eighteen middle schools cultivating?"

Although Zhang Wuji was unhappy in his heart, how to say that he was also on his head and feet on the ground, although his legs were hairless, his mind was simple, but he could also be called a person, and when he thought about it, he regretted that his intestines were blue, this exam was only a dream, and it was over, if he got a zero score, how to explain it to his father who was facing the loess with his back to the sky......

The crowd left the examination room one after another, and the little fat man came over and patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder, "Wuji, don't think about it, go, go to fight terrorism." Zhang Wuji thought to himself that there were not a few games there to dare to play in the future, but after thinking about it, the first game today was smashed like this, and he boasted in front of his father and many relatives last week that Haikou was going to be a blockbuster, and this first game was so ruined by himself.