Chapter 6 The cowhide is too big

The pain of life lies in the fact that the happy days cannot be kept, and the painful days are always so difficult.

Xiao Xi, who had been lying in bed for seven days, was woken up by the broken alarm clock. Hey, lie down for another day today, and start working hard tomorrow... No, today is the eighth day, how can there be tomorrow! Xiao Xi got up as soon as he could, and recalled in a trance the life of the past seven days of depravity. Play games until 3 o'clock in the middle of the night every night, wake up at noon the next day, order takeout, and continue to fight. It is worthy of a body with a monk's foundation, if it was placed in the previous life, even Xiao Xi when he was young would have collapsed after five days of forgetting to sleep and eat. Xiao Xi, who has been in the liver for seven days now, would not have been a problem if he hadn't been panicked by the fact that he was going to class today and reporting his progress to Teacher Zhao, and he would not have been able to fight for another ten days.

No wonder the predecessor was so straightforward.,My Xiao Xi was also an old oiler who mixed in the post bar forum in my previous life.,I have the glorious experience of fighting hundreds of games.,I still know how to play and forget to eat.。 What's more, the predecessor, a good baby who has been doing it for 20 years, suddenly got an invitation to the internal beta of an epic masterpiece like shit luck, and the stimulation was too great, and he died of sadness. By the way, tomorrow is the open beta day of that game, and I have to find a way to not let the predecessor die so inexplicably, and I have to ask for an explanation for the predecessor in that game. Go with peace of mind, in the name of my Xiao Xi, I will complete your unfinished business for you, I will finish the games you haven't played, and I will let her live happily if you have no one to take care of your sister. There are six points of suffering in the world, but you have eaten nine points, don't worry, I will balance the three points of suffering you eat for you, and I will never let you feel the injustice of this world!

Xiao Xi, who had been angry all the way for himself, finally arrived at the campus. On the way to the classroom, Xiao Xi always felt that someone was pointing behind his back and smearing his image, but as soon as he turned around, those classmates pretended to be nothing. Xiao Xi, who felt that his dignity had been provoked and his peaceful salted fish life had been disturbed, was secretly ruthless in his heart, just you still want to see Lao Tzu's jokes, Lao Tzu's salted fish life for so many years is not in vain, and he must make up an impeccable excuse to mix it up perfectly.

And that's what those talk about:

"Wow, look at it, that is a genius who is praised by Teacher Ritian, praised every person, and has taken a seven-day vacation by the way."

"Yes, where? You must know that Mr. Zhao is a ruthless person, not only ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to himself. ”

"Just over there, seeing the person with Erlang's hand behind his back and his expressionless face, I was seriously hit by the aura of contempt of the ruthless man, and I was about to die."

"I also feel the same way, I think that back then, Teacher Ritian, in order to complete the anti-heaven declaration of 'I want to be unable to cover my eyes this day, I want this earth to no longer bury my heart, I want all living beings to understand my intentions, and I want all Buddhas to disappear', but Shengsheng changed his name from Zhao Hao to Zhao Hao."

"Shhhh Hush. Be quiet, if it reaches Mr. Zhao's ears, we will be finished. You must know that if Teacher Ritian hadn't been obsessed with his three anti-heaven styles, he would have been promoted to a great monk a long time ago. You must know that the two top magazines of Xiuxue and cumin have mentioned Teacher Ritian, and Teacher Ritian is recognized as the top three in the world and the top ten peak monks in history. Needless to say, his proud disciples have seen it. We're pretending that nothing happened. ”

In class, Xiao Xi, who was named by Teacher Zhao's earnest eyes, looked at the classmates who were either envious, curious or admiring, and the same table at the table where it was not a big deal to watch the excitement. Xiao Xi silently swallowed the single-minded behavior of apologetic and admitting his mistakes, looking at this situation, if it goes according to the original plan, isn't the original idea to brag and lie, can't I apologize? I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong, the prodigal son did not change his money, and from then on I studied hard every day, and the act of atonement for my sins did not work at all.

Who would have thought that the original bragging behavior for the sake of embellishment would ferment into this, which is equivalent to brushing the prestige of the Gray Fort area from the original passers-by to reverence, and if you admit your mistake, the prestige will suddenly become a negative value that everyone spurns. My Xiao Xi's reputation will be completely ruined, so we still want to be a face-saving person! Even if we don't have a face, Mr. Zhao's face still needs it, who knows how many people he has shown off to in the past seven days, if he knows the truth, Xiao Xi suspects that he will be beaten to death. Even if I am lucky, I Xiao Xi can leave a life, I don't know how many little shoes are waiting for me in the next two years, and half of the four years of college have passed! Xiao Xi hasn't had enough salted fish.

Looking at the snickering tablemate, Xiao Xi just wanted to slap him to death, others don't know, don't you know, don't you know, who has accompanied you to conquer the world in the past seven days, I will accompany you to open up a copy at night, find a strategy during the day, and take time to play my card game, and I have never worked so hard to accompany my girlfriend. You just treated me like this, five years of friendship really fed the dogs. I didn't convey these news to him until today's class, and if I knew this, Xiao Xi would spend a day to see if I could think of a way, and it would be better to have a psychological expectation in advance if I couldn't think of a way than to be here now, making things up. You must know that Xiao Xi has never been good at change, and the possibility of being caught off guard is too great.

also said with a shy face, "In addition to playing games, I am making up classes to practice, you must know that if I fail the course at the end of the semester, I will be beaten to death by my mother." I only asked you to inquire last night out of buddy friendship, but I didn't expect things to turn out like this, and I didn't tell you yesterday because I thought that you might not be able to sleep well for a while in the future. Who knew you came so late today, and when I told you about the situation, there was no time to buffer at all. ”

Xiao Xi, whose head was about to explode, finally came to a little inspiration, "It is said that before the cataclysmic era, there were not a few people who stayed up all night and died suddenly, according to the analysis of experts at the time, it was due to all-night Internet access, long-term mental tension, high brain fatigue, lack of oxygen, and heart failure, resulting in sudden death." However, since the revival of the aura, there have been few such rumors, but there are not a few cultivators who have died of mental exhaustion, especially the monks who have gone through the divination and the formation are particularly serious, and it stands to reason that the body transformed by the aura should not have symptoms of brain dysfunction, lack of oxygen, increased heart rate, and insufficient blood supply. Comparing the two, I suspect that this so-called mental power may have an inexplicable relationship with the spell of spitting out the truth. According to an early report in Shugaku magazine, everyone who was cast to speak the truth would have a feeling of dazing and swollen brain, much like the symptoms of emaciation. I suspect that the so-called mental power and the monk's consciousness are two sides of the same coin. ”

"There's some truth to what you're saying. After all, after advancing to a monk, no matter which line of the sect will be born, and without exception, they are immune to the small spell of Tu Zhenyan, which was originally speculated to be a limitation of the small spell, and it is difficult to affect high-level cultivators. However, since the advanced development of small spells began more than twenty years ago, this speculation has been self-defeating. It may be that the spitting out of the truth will exert an effect on the human spirit, but after the monk's spirit is condensed, this disturbance is not sufficient. If you can find this influence, and change it. Even if it is simply to amplify the influence so that it can have an impact on the monks, it will be of great value. In the past few days, you have to sort out your thoughts, write a paper and publish it, and I will publish it for you. If you're lucky, you'll be recognized and accepted by the Monks' Association, and you'll be able to earn the title of Spiritual Scholar. ”

All the classmates were envious. Every newcomer who steps into the cultivation world, since he can release his first small spell, it means that he has gained a firm foothold in the cultivation world, defeated ninety percent of the people in the world, and become an apprentice. And being able to master more than three small spells is a senior apprentice, and the entry requirements of all world-famous schools are high-level apprentices, and non-world-famous schools want to recruit a high-level apprentice, they have to come up with a full scholarship and offer a series of preferential conditions. However, even this is difficult to get your hands on, because every senior apprentice who has studied at a world-renowned university for four years will be awarded the title of top apprentice when they graduate, and will be recognized by the whole world. Only the best of them will be awarded the title of Practitioner, which means that you are no longer a rookie in the world of cultivation, you can already practice independently, and you can put forward your own unique views on the practice. In terms of treatment, it is completely equivalent to a monk.

Looking at the stunned tablemates, Xiao Xi psychologically gained a huge sense of superiority. Looking at the gasping classmates around him, Xiao Xi only felt that his salted fish road was bright. You must know that those who can study in the Castle of Gray, the ninth of the world's top ten universities, are the geniuses of the geniuses and the top of the scholars. The minimum requirements for tutors in the world's famous schools are monks, and a monk can teach twenty or thirty people in four years, you must know that the monk class at this stage can already be regarded as the middle and high level of the cultivation world. As a standard pyramid-shaped cultivation world, there is not one in a hundred who can be promoted from a high-level apprentice to a monk. Therefore, the number of teachers seriously restricts the number of students enrolled in the world's top universities. According to statistics from the past decade, the average number of students enrolled in the top ten universities each year is just over 1,000. As a world with tens of billions of people, there are tens of millions of fresh candidates every year, not to mention the number of repeat readers who don't have to welcome fresh students. You can imagine how fierce the competition is.

However, pretending to be cool for a while, what is that. I thought that if I didn't pretend to be particularly round, the consequences would be quite bad. You must know that Xiao Xi's conjectures come from the brain, in case it is too detached from deeds, then it will be ...... Think about the disrepute of those scholars who fabricated data and misjudged academically in their previous lives. Xiao Xi shuddered, after all, this is a different world, nailed to the pillar of shame of history, not to mention the criticism of history, it is very possible for the real body to be nailed to the pillar of shame.