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The assessment: Excellent. 】

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Leaving the classroom, out of the sight of those gazes, Bu Chijing also felt a little more relaxed.

In the aisles of the corridor, in the classrooms he passed, there would be a sound of desks and chairs pulling.

'Classroom Order Destroyer' is another of his nicknames.

With his trouser pockets in his hands, he walked unhurriedly and slowly, his peaceful gaze always falling on the cracks in the stone slabs on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's Buchi-san!" A girl's face was taped to the glass in the hallway window.

"Ahh It's really a late classmate! "Another girl was in the face.

"Oh! My melancholy prince, what are you sad about! For the sake of our partner's life that we haven't started yet? Definitely! "The third girl's face is half close to her face.

"I saw it too! So happy! "The fourth...... Because of the limited area of the window from the classroom to the corridor, only two large nostrils can be exposed......

It wasn't until the passing step Chijing walked away that the roaring teacher drew the attention of the group of girls back to the podium. But it's still inevitable that there will always be a group of people who will giggle at a lesson......

There are also many girls who express their love in a more elegant way and are not so manic. For example, in another class where Bu Chijing was passing by, several girls saw the figure walking outside the window, and they only followed it with their eyes for a while.

"I feel that no matter where the students who are late, it is a disaster for girls."

"Bu Chi seems to be constantly unwell, and sometimes he can go to the infirmary two or three times a day."

"There is no perfect life, he must be troubled by some stubborn diseases. I've decided to become a doctor, if Buchi-san needs me in the future...... I'll be there for him. ”

Several other girls were immediately amazed.

At the corner of the corridor, three boys who suddenly rushed out blocked Bu Chijing's way, and with lightning speed, they bent down and bowed to Bu Chijing at a ninety-degree angle with neat movements.

"Buchi-san! Please accept our invitation to be the president of the student council! It's true! I've been waiting for you for over a year! ”

Call...... The wind brought up when the three of them bent down blew Bu Chijing's not-so-obvious bangs.

Bu Chijing left his pockets with both hands, his fingers on the outside of his thighs, and bowed slightly to the three of them. "Sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry right now. I have no experience in student union work and am not up to the task. Please serve the students better in the future, thank you for your hard work. ”

The voice......

The three of them seemed to have been struck by lightning, and they were completely stunned, forgetting to straighten up. The background canvas of spring, summer, autumn and winter is changing, and they seem to be listening to the wonderful sound, and they are enlightened and integrated in an instant, which is a refreshing feeling that can only be had after a moment of peeking through the mystery of the black hole of the universe and the paradox of time!

Just because of that gentle and gentle voice!

When the three of them came back to their senses, Bu Chijing had already passed by their side, walked around the corner, and stepped on the stairs upstairs.

When Bu Chijing reached the third floor, he could still hear the movement coming from the staircase......

"Vice President! What are you crying about? ”

"Woo! Woo-woo! I was so impressed! I was able to get the encouragement of my classmates, and suddenly I felt that the complicated work of the student union was full of meaning! Woo! ”

"Vice President, although it is easy to be regarded as a pervert, we can't help but leave tears of excitement!"

"Buchi-san, we need you!"

"Buchi, the student union can't do without you! Yes! ”

Three boys in their third year of high school began to hug their heads and cry around the corner......

The teacher in the next class who was over half a hundred years old rushed out of the classroom, holding a whip and jumping like thunder: "You boys, get out!" Don't interfere with Lao Tzu's class! ”

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Is it still so strong? Bu Chijing thought in his heart, although his eyes were flat, but there was some helplessness in the blandness.

He frowned slightly, closed his eyes, and the action of stepping on the stairs was not affected by his closed eyes. An image came to his mind:

The long sword, the familiar long sword of his own, was stained with a trace of blood on the snowy sword.

That time, I was standing at the top of the Eiffel Tower, with a huge barrier at my feet that covered the battle, and a beautiful enemy nailed to the tower. It was an idol girl with a spear pierced through her chest, a ponytail, and a short pink dress, and the girl was smiling sickly and crazy at him, and screaming:

'I curse you! I curse you! I forsake the chance to return to the original world, and curse you for it! I'm going to make you feel the pain of being stared at! I'm going to make you miserable! ’

'I'm going to keep you under the watchful eye of others for the rest of your life!' Live like they like! ’

You'll know, you'll know why I got out of there...... Yes! ’

The picture was seen by Bu Chijing, so there was no face on his face. In the girl's cry, the long sword with a bright sword body was raised, and his figure rushed forward, and the figure of the girl and the iron tower behind him instantly enlarged in the picture.

'No! I don't want to go back! No! ’

The girl's mournful cry had pierced Bu Chijing's eardrums at the time, and seemed to be echoing in his ears now. A stream of hot blood spurted in front of his eyes, but it didn't touch his own skin, for he was wearing the white mask.

'I'...... Curse...... You ......'

The last bewitching smile, dyed blood-red, stung Bu Chijing's nerves.

Boom! The sound of a heartbeat.

Bu Chijing opened his eyes suddenly, he had already walked through the two flights of stairs and reached the corner of the fourth floor.

Taking a light breath, he walked towards the infirmary in the far corner, neither fast nor slow.

The sound of desks and chairs pulling, crowded faces appeared in the classroom windows everywhere, the screams of girls, the sighs of boys, and the roars of teachers......

He has been in this high school for more than a year, and he has actually gotten used to it.

The goal of the B-level dimensional force, the curse launched at the cost of the original life, still can't be eliminated?

However, this does not affect anything, this popularity comes from the curse, not his own desire, and there is nothing to be proud of and complacent.

Compared with these, he has a more important mission, a more important task, and more importantly, everything he cares about......

Bu Chijing opened the door of the infirmary, and the female doctor sitting inside hurriedly covered the makeup bag in front of her, raised her head and smiled kindly at him.

It's a pity that the young man only nodded slightly, his face was plain and easy-going.

He asked, "At what level, I need to be dispatched again." ”

The female physician hurriedly replied respectfully: "C-class energy reaction, it is an armored group of creatures, and there are more than a hundred of them. The diameter of the hole in the wall hole was nearly ten meters, so the headquarters urgently mobilized Buchi to come and support. ”

The wooden door was pulled shut by him with his backhand.

Bu Chijing skillfully hung up the hook lock, unbuttoned his coat casually, and hung the coat that was a little extra for the battle on the hanger. The infirmary is closed to the public, and there are no windows around it, so the light is slightly dim.

Walking over to the seemingly ordinary medicine cupboard, he rested his hand on a glass that revealed its true face—a green screen with palm prints.

"Drop! Identity verification is passed, and you are welcome back, Lord Buchi, honorable Guardian of the Plane. ”

The medicine kitchen moved away silently and gently, revealing a hidden private room inside.

Before entering, Bu Chijing paused, turned his head slightly, looked at the female doctor with the rest of his eyes, and asked, "When can my transfer application and leave be approved?" ”

"Three or three days later...... There will be results...... Should. The female doctor pressed the document on the table, in fact, she had already gotten the document in her hand, and her eyes struggled slightly.

Without waiting for her to say anything, the medicine kitchen had slowly moved back to its original position, and the back of Bu Chijing standing there with his pockets in his pockets disappeared from the sight of the female doctor little by little......

"Ahh The female physician whispered, clutched her chest tightly, and magically pressed an area, and she sobbed and said, "I'm going to lose you, Lord Buchi." Why be so cruel to me! I can divorce you for your sake! Buchi-sama ......"

This annoying curse.

Bu Chijing pursed his lips slightly, and at the waiting moment when the teleporter was pumping his power to activate the teleportation field, his gaze fell on the lone photo frame hanging on the wall of this single room.

The light of the teleportation array flickered, making the photo in the frame a little blurry and unrealistic, as if it was a photo of seven or eight children.

This device was moved from the junior high school with him.

"I mean, I'm the only one left here......" he muttered.

The aperture in front of him flickered, and he stepped into it, his figure disappearing with a thud......

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Ding-dong-dong!

The sound of school at noon is always a little faster than the bell of class.

The double ponytail looked at the empty desk next to his left hand, and was slightly stunned, and snorted, "It's just a ready." ”

She leaned on the table, continuing to hold her notebook and laugh foolishly. A similar figure was drawn in the corner of each page of the notebook, her thumb swiping across the page, the corners being lifted and falling in a slump.

The figure in the painting slowly moved, wearing a white ghost mask, a silver-white battle suit, and holding a snow-bright long sword......

Lean forward and rush forward with a sword.

"Heh, hey, hey, hey......" The ponytail squinted, and suddenly let out a smirk of self-satisfaction.

The jargon should be: laugh.