As the No. 3 middle school in Wushan City, the school gate of Chen Shiyi's school is quite magnificent.

The nearly 50-meter-wide gate is divided into two electric sliding gates on the left and right, and the red marble platform in the middle reads "Wushan No. 3 Middle School" in several gilded characters, and there are two guard pavilions on the left and right sides.

At this time, there was already a row of tourist buses neatly parked at the door, which should have been rented by the school to take senior high school students to participate in that event, no more, no less, exactly 10 cars, and each class in the third year of high school was assigned one.

Just as Chen Shiyi was about to approach the door, the electric gate slowly opened, and he saw the students not far from inside lined up, bustling towards the door.

At the forefront is the senior high school class, which is also Chen Shiyi's class, and the teacher who leads the team is their homeroom teacher, named Zhao Chunmei, a middle-aged woman with short hair who looks kind.

"Teacher Zhao!"

Chen Shiyi greeted the other party and stepped forward.

Zhao Chunmei saw Chen Shiyi, stepped forward with a smile on her face, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Eleven, why is it so late, hurry up and keep up with the team."

"Well," Chen Shiyi pretended to be well-behaved, and then walked to the end of the line under the gaze of the whole class.

As a fool in the class, Wu Zuo is a bad student, and he shouldn't have been treated by the head teacher, let alone when he was late. But no matter what era he can't run to fight for his parents, the reason why Zhao Chunmei is kind to him is indeed because of Chen Shiyi's mother.

His mother was the director of the Wushan Ministry of Education, and she was also one of Zhao Chunmei's first students, and has always been a model figure for Zhao Chunmei and others to brag about.

So although Chen Shiyi was stupid before, the teachers of the third middle school would not give him a bad look.

Zhao Chunmei took the students in the class to the designated bus, instructed the class leader to arrange for the students to get on the bus one after another, and then walked towards Chen Shiyi in the back row of the line.

"Eleven, how's it going? Your mother called me out of the blue and said that you are better and can participate in today's "consciousness call," asked with some concern in his tone.

"Well, I'm better now, and my mom has agreed for me to participate in today's event."

Chen Shiyi was a little helpless, in the past few days, he had never gone to school, and the most he ran was in the hospital, and various examinations were done on his head.

At that time, he couldn't believe that such a large hospital was not examining his head with advanced electronic equipment, but an octopus with long tentacles, the octopus's cold and water-stained suction cup tentacles rolled his head, and two bulb-like eyes were still staring at you, and now thinking about it can make his scalp tingle and goosebumps.

Even passing by the proctology department, he saw an octopus wriggling in a glass tank.

The only conclusion from these tests was that he was cured. He is no longer the fool he was at the beginning, but only Chen Shiyi himself knows that the fool at the beginning has disappeared completely, replaced by a soul from another world.

Originally, today's so-called "consciousness call" could not have participated as a fool, due to some brain defects. But after an examination, it was found that his brain had returned to a normal state, so the family asked him to participate in today's activities, and his mother should have been on the phone with Zhao Chunmei.

"It's really good," seeing that Chen Shiyi's words are still quite clear now, Zhao Chunmei showed joy on her face, touched Chen Shiyi's head, and said in a relaxed and kind tone: "Eleven, don't be stressed, just be normal." ”

"Well, I'll go up first, teacher!"

"Okay, let's go!"

When I got on the bus, I stood in front of the bus and looked inside, and the layout of the bus was the same as that of the bus in my previous life, with two seats on each side.

Chen Shiyi was the last to get on the bus, and the car was already full of classmates. Most of the girls sit in groups in the front row, and the boys are in the back row.

At this moment, everyone stared at Chen Shiyi who came up, but no one greeted him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

After glancing at the people in his seat a few times, he walked back.

There were a few vacant seats by the window in the back row, but there were a few boys sitting in the seats on the side of the aisle, and when they saw Chen Shiyi coming over, they didn't mean to give him a seat.

I'm really not popular with my classmates!

Chen Shiyi had no choice but to walk to the last row of five people to sit, there was no one there.

But just as he was walking past the penultimate row, a boy moved his seat in. Chen Shiyi glanced at the man in surprise, it was a ****** boy with a plain appearance.

Wu Shijie.

The other party's name jumped out of his mind.,It's a taciturn person in the class.,Very inconspicuous person.,And the name of his own fool.。。

"Thank you!"

Chen Shiyi smiled at him and thanked him, and when he saw that the other party didn't talk, he sat down beside him.

The people in the car began to squirm and turn their ears......

"Hehe, 'fool' and 'dumb' make a piece, a perfect match."

Suddenly, someone whispered, and a laugh immediately rang out in the back row.

Wu Shijie didn't seem to hear it, he looked out the window.

Chen Shiyi frowned and turned his head to look at the person on the left who had just spoken.

Wang Xiaojie, a bucktooth, looks a little obscene, the most broken person in the class, likes to brag in front of his classmates about how powerful his uncle's patron saint is.

"What did you just say?" Chen Shiyi felt that he needed to make a statement.

Wang Xiaojie was stunned for a moment, obviously not realizing that Chen Shiyi, who was a fool in the class, would care about what he just said, and no matter how he ridiculed Chen Shiyi before, it would only attract his smirk.

Then he shrunk his neck and said, "It's nothing, I'm kidding." ”

Actually admit it?

Chen Shiyi was a little speechless, thinking that the other party was a thorn in the class, according to the development of the plot of the novel, now is a good time for him to pretend to be forced to slap his face, and the other party actually didn't give him a chance.

Several classmates in the back row also heard Wang Xiaojie's words and looked back at him.

Isn't it a little embarrassing now, come on, fight back against me?

Chen Shiyi looked at the other party and thought of it.

Wang Xiaojie did feel a little embarrassed, but he immediately decided to change the topic and said to the classmates: "Do you know, this Sunday, my uncle took me to the mountains to play, and I saw with my own eyes that his overlord slapped a tree with a basin thick, and that scene scared me to death." ”

"Really? Didn't you say last time that your uncle's armored bear broke a tree with a thick bowl mouth? Someone accosted.

"Ahem, there is something that can be cultivated between the guardian saint and the summoner, and the strength can be improved, this time it's another tree" Wang Xiaojie didn't have the embarrassment of being exposed, but replied: "By the way, what type of guardian god do you all want to contract?" Three generations of my family have been bears, and I want to contract an armored bear, how domineering. ”

When everyone heard him talk about today's purpose, their eyes lit up and they became interested.

"If I can contract a mountain tiger, how majestic, the king of beasts."

"I want to contract a spirit monkey, as the saying goes, it is better to mess with tigers and leopards than to mess with mandrills, this mandrill is talking about monkeys, and I have never been afraid of anyone in a fight."

"I want to make a contract with a feathered eagle."

Everyone expressed their wishes.

"I want to make a contract with a bubble octopus!" Someone said suddenly.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly froze, and they all turned their heads to look at the person who had just spoken out with a strange look.

Chen Shiyi was also a little speechless, and he also wanted to know who else had this special hobby.

I saw that the person who spoke was a boy with a Chinese character face sitting in front of him, with a burly appearance, and just sitting was a head and a half taller than the person sitting next to him.

Such a burly man actually likes such a ghost thing as a bubble octopus?

This made Chen Shiyi, who was reminded of the hospital examination again, have a chill.

"What's the matter, the octopus has a strong recovery ability, it is the preferred type of medical water guardian saint, and its combat ability is not weak, and besides, the octopus is so cute, what's wrong?" The burly boy was dissatisfied when he saw the eyes of everyone looking at him.

"It's nothing, then why don't you choose the Giant King Chapter, the combat power is much stronger than the bubble octopus?" Wang Xiaojie suggested.

The burly boy gave a look that you don't understand, and pretended to whisper mysteriously: "The bubbles spit out by the bubble octopus are so beautiful, but it's a sharp weapon for the bubble girl." ”

"Oh!" Everyone suddenly realized.

Oh what, oh, the octopus alone is disgusting enough, and the sister, how to put it?

Chen Shiyi really admired the IQ of these people.

I also said that I was a fool, a bunch of fools!

"Don't dream, the patronus is not what you want, the teacher said in class that only the patronus who is close to your own consciousness frequency can make a successful contract," a thin boy said: "That is to say, what kind of patronus spirit to contract depends on your innate consciousness frequency, this thing can't be changed, and it is destined in life." ”

"That doesn't prevent us from thinking about it, anyway, my patronus is definitely the most suitable for me, and the book also says that there is no strongest patronus, only the most suitable patronus," Wang Xiaojie said.

"You're right, but I know how to choose your own Patronus!" The burly boy who liked octopuses whispered mysteriously.

"How?"

"Nong!" The burly boy smiled and pouted forward: "Huang Wenyan! ”

Hearing the burly boy's name, everyone immediately burst into laughter.

Wang Xiaojie smiled even more: "Do you also believe in this method, folk soil method?" ”

"That's because her ancestors have been ordinary people for eight generations, and her parents can't go to the doctor for a sudden illness, and they listened to the method said by the people in their hometown village, which was popular for a while in the 90s, but the government later said that this method has no basis at all, and it is simply untenable in the face of the theory of similar consciousness frequency."

When Chen Shiyi heard this, he immediately searched for information about Huang Wenyan in his mind, this is a classmate in the class, listening to the rumors in the class, her family is poor, and her ancestors have never produced summoners for eight generations, and they are all ordinary people. Her parents had no choice but to buy a young golden retriever when she was a child to eat and sleep with her, hoping that after a long time, they would have a tacit understanding and be able to make a contract with this golden retriever.

This is also the local method of the old people in the village, and the school also said that this method is unscientific, and this Huang Wenyan became a joke among the classmates after class for a while.

"Sit down, don't talk!"

Just as the boys in the back row were talking together, a nice crisp voice suddenly came, with some reprimand in the tone.