"Give me a !!! death" In the silent classroom, there was a sudden roar like earth-shattering thunder, and everyone in the town trembled, and they didn't know if it was an illusion, and suddenly felt cold, and an indescribable coolness surged into their hearts, as if they were being targeted by a fierce beast, and the next second they were about to open their huge mouths to devour you, and they couldn't help but feel creepy, and shivered, and then, all of them turned their eyes to the birthplace of the sound, the last row of the classroom, a classmate who was not good-looking, and his face was full of pimples. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There was a loud slap on the table, and our Chinese teacher shook his hand and slapped the table hard. "Xia Wei, tell me again?????" On the teacher's lectern, the Chinese teacher who had just graduated and taught heard this roar, his eyes widened unconsciously, his pupils shrank, and his stern gaze instantly fell on Xia Wei in the last row.

'Where is this?' Xia Wei looked around at the classmates and angry teachers who were watching the jokes in confusion, and his heart was full of puzzlement.

'Am I not in the final fight to the death with the starry beast Panamella?' How did it get here? ’

'Am I dreaming?' ‘

"Shhh The arm came hard, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, a piece of blue on the arm, and the corners of the mouth couldn't help twitching twice.

'Is this true?' ’

Wait, I remember, as if at the last moment, my final blow with Panamella caused the space to shatter, and a spatial wormhole appeared, engulfing us. ’

'So? Am I out of danger? But where is this? ’

Xia Wei looked at the familiar faces in confusion, and always felt as if he had seen such a scene somewhere, but he had no clue for a while, and his memory was tumbling in his mind.

'If memory serves, this must have been a classroom from centuries ago?' In a short moment, the memory hidden in the deepest part was found by Xia Wei, and his eyes flashed.

Xia Wei looked around, the white walls, blackboards, tables and chairs, the podium, and the school motto were vivid, all of which were consistent with the short and beautiful high school life in his memory, and he was full of emotion in his heart.

"Xia Wei, you stand up for me, what do I ask you !!!!" The Chinese teacher felt that he was going crazy and ignored by a student, and it was the first time that he had been slapped in the face in public with his short teaching career, and he was dismissed like this.

This person is calling me, I rang out, he is the Chinese teacher who has just graduated and came to teach us. Xia Wei indifferently glanced at the angry teacher on the podium, all kinds of thoughts flashed in his heart, and several familiar faces flashed around him, Xia Wei slowly frowned.

'All this, what the hell is going on, how did I end up here?' What about Panamella? I saw it sucked in first. ’

Or is Panamella not dead, secretly hiding somewhere in the world and slowly recovering? ’

'But that's my business, even if I find Panamella, I don't have the strength to kill it. As a strong man, Xia Wei found that his powerful ability disappeared strangely as soon as he woke up, and was replaced by a thin body.

If the wood goes overseas, it is from Dan Shuiyin.

The emperors are up and down, and the birds are chasing each other.

A thousand years are still in the dark, and the eternal life is even more ups and downs.

How can it be with a stranger, and the flaws are shallow and deep.

Xia Wei stood up slowly, accidentally touched the scratch on the table with his right hand, and glanced down at his desk, which was engraved with a poem from Xiaogu (2) in "Xiao Ruan Gong Poems", the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his eyes flashed with a look of memory, and his eyes unconsciously skimmed to the upper right.

'It's nice to see you in my memory. ’

It's not that Xia Wei likes to like this poem, but the main thing is that this poem has the name of the girl he had a crush on in high school, so he carved such a vague poem as an allegory, indicating the original state of mind.

Xia Wei still remembers that he didn't have the courage to confess at the beginning, and felt that the acne on his face was not worthy of the perfect girl in his heart, and he could only bury the relationship that had not yet sprouted but was forcibly strangled to death in his heart.

"Xia Wei, what do you mean? Look down on the teacher me? Think my lectures are boring? Express your displeasure in such a way? The Chinese teacher suppressed the anger in his heart, and his face turned blue with anger, but in order to maintain the image of the teacher in front of other students, he asked again with a swallowed voice.

"Since Xia Wei has an opinion on the teacher, then I will go to my office after class to chat, now I will go to class first, students, please turn to page 83......." Seeing that Xia Wei was unmoved, his eyes were blank, the Chinese teacher took a deep look, and felt that there would be no result if he continued to ask, so he endured his anger, took a deep breath, and decided to take the class first, after all, he was still in the internship period.

Xia Wei sat down slowly, and by now, he was finally convinced that he was definitely not in the illusion arranged by others, and he seemed to have really miraculously returned to his high school days.

Back in high school, back in high school, back in high school. This sentence constantly surrounds Xia Wei's heart and cannot be dispersed for a long time.

'Hehehe, hehehe, hehehe......'

'I'm back in high school! I'm back in high school!! I went back to my high school days!! ’

'Everything, can you do it all over again?' ’

'Regrets can be made up?' ’

Or is it that the 500 years of my previous life were just a dream of Nanke? ’

No, I think I'm really going back five hundred years, in high school. ’

It's a bit unbelievable, but I really feel like I've really gone back 500 years. The thought in his heart turned sharply, but Xia Wei was still calm on the surface, disappointing those classmates who had just spoken amazingly, and thought that he could see a good show.

Although the show didn't come to pass, it didn't mean that the surrounding classmates secretly looked at him in surprise, Xia Wei, who usually talks little and likes to read novels, suddenly became the focus of everyone.

When the teacher saw this situation, he had no choice but to hold back the anger in his heart, try not to look at the last row, and tell his lesson step by step.

Ignoring the gloating gazes around him, Xia Wei indifferently took out a book from the desk, did not open it, glanced at the cover, and understood that it was the time he was in, this was the first semester of the third year of high school.

More and more memories came to my heart, and those forgotten times gradually flowed out from the deepest part of my mind.

"Suzu~"

The teacher said, "Class." ”

The students got up: "Goodbye, teacher." ”

The teacher said, "Xia Wei, you go to the office with me." ”

Xia Wei stood up indifferently and nodded, "Okay." ”

After a class, Xia Wei has sorted out the basic clues, as a peerless powerhouse five hundred years later, he has never seen any scenes, how can he be frightened by this little thing.

After the teacher finished speaking, he left the classroom first, as if he didn't want to stay in the classroom for an extra second.

"Hey, Xia Wei, you're really a blockbuster."

"yes, it scared me just now, and I thought something was wrong."

"I see that you kid is finished, you will definitely be trained to death by the teacher, I didn't see that iron-blue face, I mourned for you."

"Poor baby." "Go, the Buddha will bless you, Amen."

"Beware of the Buddha kicking you to death, return Amen."

"I want you to take care of it, I didn't say that the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable is already very good." Looking at the greetings from the hippie smiling faces of his classmates along the way, Xia Wei smiled faintly, did not answer, and walked to the office downstairs under the eyes of everyone.

"Bang"

With the sound of the door closing, Xia Wei came to the office.

"Yo, Mr. Wang, what's wrong?" The teacher in the same office couldn't help but ask when he saw the Chinese teacher coming over with a student.

"Hello Teacher Chen, it's nothing, it's just that the student is naughty in class, so I brought it over to talk to him."

"Then I won't disturb your teachers and students talking, the next one is my class, and I'm going over to prepare."

"Okay, Mr. Chen, you go slowly."