"I said you too, Zhong Lao's fat person is standing behind you, you can't feel it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xie Yuhao made fun of Wei Huajun.

"No, I'm reading novels, I'm so fascinated by reading them, I don't notice, I'm not usually like this." Wei Huajun's face flushed slightly, and he defended.

Then, Wei Huajun looked at Xie Yuhao and continued.

"Have you watched "Breaking the Sky", the period of our summer make-up classes last semester was over." Wei Huajun said, saw Xie Yuhao nodded, and continued, "Seriously, this novel is really well written, and what makes me excited is that among so many fantasy novels I have read, it can be ranked in the top three." ”

"Xiao Yan's talent, different fire, very rebellious, before becoming the emperor of the fight, almost killed the same level in seconds, and the challenge of skipping the level is the same as cutting melons and vegetables, and it can be done in minutes. But it's not good if you go more than two levels.,It's reasonable.,If you can kill you by going two levels.,Then you don't need to read this novel.,The final ending is the same.,The protagonist defeats the big boss.,Win the beauty.,From then on, go to the pinnacle of life.,Become the first person.。 This kind of ending, I have seen too much, and there is nothing new. ”

"Fortunately, the silkworm potato doesn't know what to do in the end, it's like a madman, the plot behind it, it seems to be a little rushing, the writing is not as good as the front, and it feels like it's going to be unfinished, but fortunately, the final ending is suspenseful, so I can see a different ending from other novels of the same type, which is good and acceptable."

"You're right, I've been reading the novel for the past two days, and the protagonist in it has only two words, against the sky, the more two levels, or even the third level can easily kill the opponent, the protagonist is the protagonist, and the aura is too invincible. But like you, I don't think it's new, this kind of cool novel, I'm tired of reading too much. Xie Yuhao was also interested, and with a smile, he talked with Wei Huajun.

The voices of the two were already very loud, and there were not many people in the classroom at this time, so Yu Wenhao and Wu Shuaishuai, who were at the front, could naturally hear them clearly.

"Haozi, you say, is Xiao Yan very powerful? I think it's okay, every novel I've read before is more powerful than Xiao Yan, and it's fierce. Wu Shuaishuai listened to the conversation between Xie Yuhao and Wei Huajun in the back, and he was also interested, and he couldn't help but look at Yu Wenhao and talk about the novel "Breaking the Sky".

"I think it's good, Xiao Yan is good, you have to see the bumpy life in front of others, and it is natural to be a little stronger in the back, the novel, it's good to read it." Yu Wenhao is naturally one of the fans of this novel, listening to the three of them talking, they are also talking about their own thoughts.

"However, this novel written by Silkworm Potato, to be honest, is considered a top-notch existence among the fantasy novels I have read. Of course, I didn't read fantasy novels before, I read Xianxia. The novel "Dou Po" is the first fantasy novel I chased, and it is really well written. ”

"Well, it's really good, and the update is also very powerful, I don't say. It's over. Wu Shuai Shuai also agreed with Yu Wenhao's opinion.

"By the way, Haozi, in addition to "Dou Po", what other novels do you read, recommend one to me. The novel I read recently didn't feel as good as "Dou Po", so I barely watched it. ”

"This, I don't read many novels, the first one is "Zhu Xian" written by Xiao Ding, I think, it is necessary for you to take a look, and if you want to read it word by word, if you look at it at a glance and ten lines, forget it, so you can't understand it."

"yes, I'll search for it now."

As soon as he heard Yu Wenhao's recommended novel, Wu Shuaishuai hurriedly sat in his seat, took out his mobile phone, looked out the window vigilantly, and found no figure of Zhong Lao, so he quickly searched.

Seeing another guy who was pulled into the pit of "Zhu Xian" by himself, Yu Wenhao smiled.

"The novel "Zhu Xian", I personally feel, is the first choice for reading online novels, first read this novel, and then you go to read the others, your realm will be different, you will feel that many novels, characters, plot settings, are the same, the taste is the same as chewing wax. Of course, if you can't understand it, then there's no need to dwell on it. ”

Yu Wenhao sat down and muttered.

Subsequently, Yu Wenhao also took out his mobile phone, put it in the drawer of the desk, looked out the window twice, then opened the webpage and typed in the words "Immortal Rebellion".

"Hey, it's finally updated."

"Dingding......

When the class bell rang, Yu Wenhao hurriedly turned off the screen of his mobile phone, put it in his schoolbag, looked out the window, and after a while, sure enough, he saw Zhong Lao patrolling outside the window.

In the classroom, Xie Yuhao and Wei Huajun are also smart, as soon as the class bell rings, the two put down their mobile phones, Wei Huajun closed the back door, or looked at it, or held his head, looked out the window, and waited for Zhong Lao to come.

Of course, sometimes, Zhong Lao would deliberately kick the back door lightly, kicking Wei Huajun against the back door with a stool.

Soon, the last English class was about to end, and then it was time for school to end.

In class, Mr. Xiao Luo's mouth was dry on the podium, and the students in the three rows below, one or two people were quietly talking about something, three or four people were in a daze, and five, six, seven, eighty and nine people were burying their heads, looking at the mobile phones in the desk drawer.

Looking at the classroom discipline that he has long been accustomed to, Mr. Xiao Luo has nothing to complain about, it can be regarded as a kind of abandonment, and explained to the students in the first three rows, explaining the meaning, usage, and format of some English words written on the blackboard.

Yu Wenhao occasionally looked out the window, in a daze, occasionally looked at the English words on the blackboard, took notes, and the whole person seemed to be out of state.

Speaking of English, Yu Wenhao was quite good in junior high school, at that time, among the three major subjects, Chinese was Yu Wenhao's best, English ranked second, as for mathematics, it was barely enough, and occasionally it could break out a little.

In high school, ahem, this, only the subject of Chinese can be taken out to brag, how how, English and mathematics, especially mathematics, it is simply a bucket that can't be helped, it is unbearable to look back, and it is all tears when you talk too much. That's a strong presence that hovers from single digits to the passing line. The other two subjects, physics and chemistry, are even more miserable, and they can burn incense and worship Buddha for more than ten or twenty points.

"Dingding......

The bell for the end of class to save all living beings—the bell for the end of school—has finally arrived.

"Oh yes, it's school."

"Let's go, Internet café."

Many students became full of vitality as if they had eaten a lot of blood and blue.

"Okay, students, write down all the words on the blackboard, these are the key points. Class. ”

Teacher Xiao Luo pushed his glasses, and after finishing speaking, he picked up the book and walked out of the classroom.

After packing his schoolbag, Yu Wenhao watched Wu Shuaishuai take out his lunch box and prepare to go to the canteen to eat. Because he is a boarding student.

"Haozi, remember to bring me buns tomorrow, I want onion buns, three."

"Okay, got it."

Yu Wenhao looked at a separate position at the back, where was He Cheng's position, but the seat was empty, thinking about something, he left first.

Out of the school and walking on the road, Yu Wenhao looked at many men and women around him in pairs, and felt a little uncomfortable, so he quickened his pace and walked towards home.

Walk briskly all the way back to grandma's house.

"Grandma, I'm back."

"Come back, wash your hands, eat."

In the back room, there was a happy voice from my grandmother.

After eating and helping his grandmother clean up, Yu Wenhao went to the outhouse and did his homework.

At night, lying on the small bed, Yu Wenhao looked at the ceiling by the light coming in through the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

An illusory figure emerged in the darkness of the outhouse.

It's the inner demon comfort.

At this time, he was standing in the dark, and through the light coming in through the window, he could clearly see that his heart was at ease, the indifferent look on his face, and although the aura on his body was restrained, it gave people a ferocious feeling like a wild beast.

He glanced at Yu Wenhao who was lying on the small bed.

"Thank you."

With a mutter, the comfortable and illusory figure of the heart demon slowly dispersed.

In the early morning, a ray of morning light came in and landed on Yu Wenhao, exuding a slightly cold breath.

Today is Saturday, November 12th, but Yu Wenhao is a senior in high school and has to make up classes, so he still has to get up early.

"Ah......h

Stretching a big lazy waist, Yu Wenhao woke up quietly.

After getting up, washing, and eating the breakfast made by his grandmother who got up early, Yu Wenhao smiled and waved to his grandmother, then went out with his schoolbag and went to school.

Walking on the path, the surroundings are not too bright, and there is a feeling of pitch black.

But Yu Wenhao often walks this path, and he is not afraid of falling because of some darkness.

At this time, the sky was just dawning.

At the fork in the road in front of the path, Yu Wenhao walked out and looked at the road, there were only two or three pedestrians.

Many shops on both sides of the road are closed, except for the light of the street lamps that can be clearly seen, the rest is a little hazy and dark.

There were also wisps of faint mist floating around, and at this moment, in his senses, it was very quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the past, without the noise of the past, without the noise of the past, only quiet.

The second one at the fork in the road is a small shop selling steamed buns.

At this time, under the light of the white energy-saving lamps inside, a middle-aged woman was kneading dough, a middle-aged man was wrapping the stuffing of steamed buns, and another middle-aged woman had just brought a bowl of soybean milk porridge to an old man.

"Boss, here are three onion buns."

"Yo, you're so early on Saturday." The middle-aged woman kneading the dough listened to the voice, turned her head to look, and saw that it was Yu Wenhao, a regular customer, so she smiled and joked.

"Yes, it's the third year of high school, I have to make up classes on Saturday, and I have to get up early." Yu Wenhao replied with a smile.

"Then your grades must be good." Another middle-aged woman came over and beckoned, and at the same time opened the big steamer for steaming buns, took out three small buns for Yu Wenhao, and packed them.

"Come, your onion buns, a total of two pieces."

"Give."

took the bun handed over by the middle-aged woman, and Yu Wenhao gave the money.

"I'll go first."

After saying with a faint smile, Yu Wenhao waved his hand to the three bosses of the house, turned around and left.

Yu Wenhao quickly came to the school gate and watched as the doorman uncle had just opened the electronic door and walked in.

This week, it was Yu Wenhao's turn to clean the construction site, so the people in their group came early.

"Xiao Wu, your bun."

In the classroom, Yu Wenhao looked at the empty classroom, only Wu Shuaishuai, who was sitting on the seat waiting for his bun, was alone, and shouted in a low voice.

"Oh, thank you Haozi." Taking Yu Wenhao's bun, Wu Shuaishuai put the mobile phone in his hand in his schoolbag and got up.

"Let's go, sweep the construction site."

"Let's go."

With Wu Shuaishuai holding an iron broom, they walked down the Zhiyuan Building together, and went to the playground, and the construction site in the middle belonged to them, and the two began to sweep the ground.

Yu Wenhao's group has a total of seven people, as early as before, they were discussed, with a clear division of labor, as long as it is sweeping the construction site, in the morning, two people, noon, also two people, in the afternoon, the same two people, the seventh person, is responsible for taking out the garbage, no need to sweep the floor, and the two people who swept in the morning, no need to sweep at noon and afternoon, the same for the two people at noon and afternoon, so that you can save manpower and time.

Looking at the yellowed dead leaves that fell on the ground, Yu Wenhao swept and swept, distracted, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the other side, Wu Shuaishuai was eating steamed buns while sweeping the ground, and inadvertently saw Yu Wenhao sweeping the floor in a daze.

"Haozi, which woman are you thinking about again, do you want my brother to help you pull the strings."

Yu Wenhao, who was startled by Wu Shuaishuai's enchanting voice, came back to his senses and looked over.

"No, your brother and I, there is no shortage of women."

"Damn, just like you, you want to be a woman."

"Your sister, you're talking about you."

The two swept the floor and amused each other.

"Yo, brother traitor, I'm sweeping the floor again."

When Yu Wenhao and Wu Shuaishuai were amused, a familiar voice came from the edge of the playground in the direction of the school gate.

"Wang Xian, are you here so early?" Yu Wenhao looked over and saw Wang Xian, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Hey, I don't want to come so early, don't you want us to come to the classroom at 7:50 and start reading early, I can't help it, okay, don't talk about it, it's almost time." Wang Xian looked sleepy-eyed, replied to Yu Wenhao, waved his hand, and walked towards Zhiyuan Tower.

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