Chen Beifa got up and walked to the cabinet, stretched out his hand and stroked it for a long time, but he didn't open it after all.

It's been a long time since I last opened the cabinet door, right?

That time the cabinet door was opened, which caused a sensation in the whole school, and the name of Chen Beiqi completely resounded in Luoshi Vocational School.

But to face the reality, Chen Beiwei had to lock the cabinet door and never open it again.

It's just that Xiang Bei's words today inexplicably burned the passion in his heart.

"Ahh

......

Coming out of the office, Xiangbei didn't rush downstairs.

After a pause at the top of the stairs, he turned and walked up.

On the roof of the office building of Luoshi Vocational School, there are more than ten floors of high-rise buildings with a height of nearly 50 meters.

Dozens of meters, looking at China, even if you look at Luo City, it is just an inconspicuous building.

However, in this Luoshi Vocational School, the height of this office building, as the façade of the vocational school, is already overlooking the existence of the entire vocational school.

On the rooftop, there was no one except to the north.

At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the weather is not cold, and the warm breeze blows gently on the face, which is very comfortable.

The area of Luoshi Vocational School is tens of thousands of square meters, dormitory buildings, teaching buildings, restaurants, libraries, and some buildings occupied by clubs.

But these buildings are all a little shorter in front of the office building.

Standing on the edge of the rooftop to the north, looking at the campus below with people coming and going, as well as the trees and grass that have quietly sprouted green shoots, I suddenly felt a sense of melancholy in my heart.

Bustling and crowded, youth is infinitely beautiful, and it should be a carefree age.

However, there is a soul that does not match the body living in the heart of Xiangbei.

"Lingkui, you say, what are people living for?"

[Lingkui doesn't know, but Lingkui knows that he lives for the host, maybe I... It's kind of alive. Lingkui also paused slightly.

"What have people been looking for?" For the humanization of Lingkui, Xiang Bei is no longer surprised.

[Host, will you regret it if you try it again?] Lingkui said softly.

"If you don't regret it, how can you regret it, this is the dream of many people." Xiangbei replied without hesitation.

Who would regret living again, even the emperor above 10,000 people also wants to borrow another 500 years from heaven.

[Then what is the purpose of your first life?] 】

This time, Xiang Bei thought about it a little, and then his eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, and then he became firmer and more and more determined.

"Make up for the regrets!"

Xiang Bei said these four words word by word, and when he said this, the firmness in his eyes was already indestructible.

In a trance, there seemed to be a light of faith on Xiang Bei's body, which made people feel very dazzling.

"I see, Lingkui, thank you." To the north, it comes from the bottom of my heart.

Your own system may not be the best, but it must be able to mark the direction of your own progress, and you have to ask for something.

[Lingkui will always accompany the host.] 】

There is a water in this world that is hard to find, and the water of forgetting love is forgotten.

There is still one medicine in this world that is hard to find, and that is the medicine of regret.

A person's life is more or less regretful, and going north is also not exempt from vulgarity.

But now that there is a chance to go north again, will those regrets be staged, no.

Or is it that it will not be tried to do so.

"Look, there's a student up there, what's going to do that?"

"I'll go, I just watched the news of a student jumping off a building, he won't want that, right?"

"Dude! Don't be impulsive! ”

Although it was dozens of meters away, the shouts below could be clearly heard to the north.

Glancing contemptuously at the growing crowd below, he turned north to leave.

"It's impossible to jump off a building, even if everyone in the world jumps, Lao Tzu won't."

"Because Lao Tzu is heading north, he can't fall to the north if he jumps off the building." Muttering north, he walked down.

......

Jinhuafu community in the center of Luoshi.

Xu Xiaoya looked at the pages in front of her, and a strange look appeared on her face.

With her family's background and connections, it is not too simple to investigate a student in school.

On the snow-white A4 paper, the name, age, class, and even the nickname of the game are investigated clearly.

Including Xiang Bei's resume in Luoshi Vocational School for one year, how many times he has been described by the school, are clearly written on paper.

"To the north, I have been in school for a year, and I have few friends, but the relationship is very good."

"I fought 36 times a year, an average of once a week, there were no big mistakes and no small mistakes, his style of doing things was cynical, and he was a bad boy in the eyes of others."

"It has a lot to do with Chen Beifang, the director of education of Luoshi Vocational School." Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoya stretched out her slender little finger and clicked on the paper.

Chen Northern Expedition, Chen Northern Expedition, is it?

Xu Xiaoya didn't think deeply, after all, she only needs to focus on Xiangbei now.

"Nothing else, the key is that after last Saturday, there has been a huge turnaround."

"I love to play CF the most, but the technology is extremely poor, I have never won a stinky gun heads-up, and the technology is so bad that everyone in the vocational school knows it."

"But overnight, it's like a different person, not to mention the soaring technology, and the gun king who is the first to beat up."

"Later, I fought against some students who were not convinced, and it took three days to conquer the first job, and this is going to fight for the second job?"

Xu Xiaoya's crisp and melodious voice echoed in the room, sometimes speaking quickly, sometimes pondering.

Looking at Xiangbei's information, Xu Xiaoya sometimes frowned, and sometimes couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly.

If nothing else, just write these experiences to the north, and it can become a biography.

The key is, what is the reason why a rookie can become a god that everyone admires overnight?

Could it be that he was stimulated by being squeezed out by the members of the team, so he motivated himself to work hard, and his skills reached the peak in an instant?

"But shouldn't this kind of thing be the plot of a novel? Scrap counterattack? Xu Xiaoya was puzzled, and she was even more curious about Xiangbei in her heart.

Other than that, there was nothing big going on around Xiang Bei, or what could have contributed to him becoming a great god.

However, at least from now, it can be seen that Xiangbei really relied on his own technology and did not open as they thought.

"At least this is because we misunderstood and wronged him, and our entire team owes him an apology."

Xu Xiaoya felt a little ashamed and sad in her heart.

His own offline team has been established, and it is time to urgently recruit masters.

Who would have thought that Xiang Bei, who has always been looked down upon, turned out to be a hidden god.

But such a great god was squeezed out by the team, and I have to say that this is my own dereliction of duty.

"But! You're so arrogant that you want me to go back and invite you? ”

"Who am I, Xu Xiaoya, when will I bow my head to others, will I invite you?"

"You're thinking beautifully." Xu Xiaoya said as she took out her phone again.