The bright morning sun softly spills into the classroom through the cleanly wiped glass windows.

“…… Students, there are only 43 days left before the college entrance examination, and in these last 43 days, I hope you can go all out, grasp every minute and every second, and create your own brilliant life after 43 days! ”

In front of the podium, the teacher was making the final mobilization before the college entrance examination, and the impassioned speaker gave an inspiring speech.

The students in the audience, after being encouraged by these words, many students turned red with excitement as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and applauded one after another!

Next, it was morning reading time, and the students took out the texts and recited them one after another.

Returning to campus, Ning Ye, who was sitting by the window, also took a book of ancient texts and pretended to read it there.

The reason why it is said to be pretending is because now he is a cultivator, he has already reached the realm of almost unforgettable, and he has long memorized these ancient texts to be memorized and written silently, and there is no need to spend more time reciting and memorizing.

However, the whole class is working so hard, and I can't be different, right?

"Ning Ye, are you doing well?"

Although his eyes were on the textbook, but his mind didn't know where he had drifted to, Ning Ye suddenly heard such a concerned greeting in his ears.

Turning his head, it was the familiar face of the Chinese teacher and head teacher with gold-rimmed eyes.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, thank you for your concern. ”

Although with his current strength, he can slap the head teacher who is a middle-aged ordinary man to death, and there is naturally no need to have any awe at the different levels.

But Ning Ye, who is a cultivator, does not have that kind of superior mentality, and deep down, he still regards himself as a student, and still maintains a sense of respect for the existence of the teacher.

As a homeroom teacher, although he teaches very strictly on weekdays, he was privately nicknamed "Four-Eyed Door God" by the students, but in fact, others are still very good, sometimes although they are stricter, but this is also a manifestation of responsibility for the identity of the teacher, and the students who want to teach should not go astray, so as not to regret it for life.

Just like now, knowing that Ning Ye was recovering from a serious illness, he insisted on coming to school to study, so he came over to ask about his concern.

"It's okay, although the college entrance examination is really important, but the body is the capital of the revolution. Ning Ye, you have the spirit of coming to class to study even if you are sick, and the spirit is indeed commendable, but if you have any physical discomfort, don't be reluctant, and you must explain the situation to the teacher in time, do you know? ”

"Uh...... Got it. ”

Ning Ye, who was praised, was very embarrassed at the moment, because she was not sick at all.

As the bell rang for the end of class, today's morning reading class passed.

The first class in the morning was math class.

The one who came to class was an old teacher who was over half a hundred years old and had a slight hoarfrost on his beard and temples.

The teacher was foaming at the mouth in front of the podium, and Ning Ye, who was sitting by the window in the back row of the classroom, looked sluggish and drowsy under the bath of Xi and the morning sun.

This is very magical, you must know that Yi Ningye's current physique is rarely affected by foreign objects, and the requirements for sleep time are also extremely short, and it can even be affected by the teacher's lectures, and the hypnotic effect is terrifying!

Of course, this pot can't be thrown at the math teacher who is teaching the podium, and there is another part of the reason, it is because Ning Ye didn't sleep well last night.

Because the crime rate in Jiangcheng has decreased significantly recently, he gave himself a few days off and rested after returning to his room last night.

And because he was at the dinner table before, after accidentally learning from the sword master's mouth that his title for Long Liuxi was what "Lord True Dragon", Ning Ye, who was lying on the bed, had been thinking about it.

He didn't expect that the dragon, a mysterious creature on the ancient Chinese totem, actually existed in the human world.

At the same time, he also remembered another very serious problem, if Long Liuxi is a real dragon, then Xiao Lian's biological father, that is, the existence who dared to attack her at the beginning, and the overlord made a bow, must not be a simple thing!

Although it was very shameful for the beastly behavior of the well-dressed beast, Ning Ye couldn't help but admire the man a little, this kind of beastly behavior really crushed the X snake Xu Xian from all sides, and dared to attack the real dragon who was a Chinese totem, how much courage did it take!

What a beast!

True warriors!

However, maybe it's a dream day and night.

So last night's Ning Ye, I had a very strange dream, in which I wore a battle armor and held a spear, riding on a snow-white white dragon, galloping the world for nine days, and fighting with all kinds of strange and ancient enemies, so majestic!

Well, in short, it's a dream that you have become a dragon knight.

Of course, the reason why this dream is strange is not just because it has transformed into a dragon knight, but at the end of the dream, after all the enemies have been eliminated, the snow-white white dragon under the crotch suddenly turned into the appearance of the dragon in the past, and glared at him with a sad and angry gaze.

Then, Ning Ye, who was frightened, was directly frightened and woke up, dripping with cold sweat.

And for the whole night after that, I was terrified and never closed my eyes again, and my mind was full of the sad and resentful eyes that Long Liuxi had experienced as if he had really experienced it.

"So online games are really harmful!"

Afterwards, Ning Ye condemned the online game he had played before, in his opinion, it must be because he was addicted to the game for a period of time before and couldn't extricate himself, and he chose the profession of a dragon knight, so he had such a strange dream.

Thinking of the previous obsession with online games, Ning Ye's expression couldn't help but be a little gloomy, thinking of his former lover.

Because of his Internet addiction, Jiang Jingyi helped him quit.

It was when the first year of high school was about to end.,Maybe it's because life is too free on weekdays.,There's no parents at home to take care of.,Ning Ye, a young man's heart.,Accidentally came into contact with that online game.,Since then, it's out of control.,Indulged in the virtual world of swords and swords.。

I've heard before that people who are generally addicted to the virtual game world are very empty and frustrated people in reality, because they can only find their own sense of existence in games.

Ning Ye doesn't know if he is such a person, but in reality, he has always lived an ordinary and ordinary life, and in the virtual world, he does live a very fulfilling life.

Later, after the start of the sophomore semester of high school, Ning Ye even often skipped class and went to the Internet café outside the school.

As a result, inversely proportional to the level of his equipment in the game is his miserable performance.

During that time, the head teacher had countless conversations with him, but it had no effect, and he wanted to inform his parents to discipline, but Ning Ye's parents were not around at all, and it was difficult to contact them, but the parents didn't seem to be touched at all, and they were really a little too open-minded.

At this time, Ning Ye, who will become an Internet addict teenager, is pulled back from the virtual world by Jiang Jingyi.

It was a rainy afternoon, and Ning Ye, who was sitting in an Internet café with a good time skipping class, suddenly dragged away the headphones on his head.

Turning her head, it was Jiang Jingyi, whose whole body was soaked with rain and her hair was dripping with water.

I couldn't tell if it was rain or tears on my face.

After that day, Ning Ye quit her Internet addiction, because she never wanted to see her disappointed gaze at her again. I don't want to let the girl I like because of my own fault, as an honor student, skip class for the first time in my life, climb over the school wall in the pouring rain, and go to the Internet café outside the school to find herself one by one.

"Teacher Huang, excuse me!"

The door to the classroom suddenly opened, and the head teacher stood outside the door and said apologetically.

"It's okay, Mr. Liu, come in."

With that, the math teacher stopped teaching and stepped aside.

The head teacher came to the podium, cleared his throat and said, "Students, there is a new student who is going to join our class today, and I hope that in the last time, everyone can get along with each other and make progress together!" Alright, now please welcome the new students with a round of applause! ”

A girl with a beautiful face slowly walked in from outside the classroom door.

Ning Ye, who was originally sleepy, saw the person coming, and suddenly seemed to be extremely frightened, and directly fell to the ground with a chair.

It's no wonder that he was so shocked and out of shape, because ......

Isn't this transfer student his old acquaintance, Dongfang Qingyue!