My name is Chen Xiaodong, a top student at Tsinghua Xiancao High School.

Ordinary freshmen in high school.

The advantages are good learning, being able to endure hardships, having a good temper, being filial, being able to cook and housework well, being calm in trouble, and not being alarmed......

The disadvantage is that it is too unlucky and handsome, oh yes, and short-sighted.

This bothers me.

This is an era of cultivating immortals for the whole people, the immortal system is very perfect, and all kinds of immortals perform their duties.

Everyone has to register the immortal card from birth, commonly known as the immortal certificate, and the daily life is no different from the modern day tens of thousands of years ago.

Tens of thousands of years ago, in modern times, there were police officers to catch criminals, and teachers taught knowledge, and in the current era, there are gods and ghosts, and immortals teach immortals.

The only thing worth saying is that the immortals here are divided into levels, ranked, powerful and idols, but now idols are more popular, and I am helpless.

I don't want to be an idol because I'm too handsome.

Everyone will have a level after graduating and squeezing into the immortal class, and before graduation, they will awaken a unique ability, the level is from low to high ABC, and then there is the R-level immortal, which is the strongest immortal.

And I, since I was a child, I have been determined to become an SSR-level immortal to slay demons and eliminate demons, eliminate harm for fame, and since then I have embarked on the road of fame and fortune and getting rich overnight.

These are all previous words, so I will be modest and not say them, so as not to hit everyone's self-esteem, and I am afraid that everyone will feel uncomfortable.

Oops, it's not early, I have to go to class.

"Bell bell bell bell ~"

The familiar class bell rings.

Chen Xiaodong, dressed in a blue and white school uniform, with dirt on his shoulders, stood in front of the school gate of Tsinghua Xiancao High School, poked his nose with his middle finger and looked at the uncle at the school gate, with a serious face.

"Uncle, if the reason why I was late was because I was just knocked out by the flower bed that fell from the sky, do you believe it?"

The uncle was wearing a military coat, clattering melon seeds, looking at the TV series in front of him and laughing, ignoring Chen Xiaodong completely, until he was tired of eating, he slowly spoke: "Xiaodong, you are late every day this month, it's not that the uncle doesn't help you, it's that you are too late too many times!" ”

Without waiting for Chen Xiaodong to speak, the uncle looked at him with sympathetic eyes, picked up the list of latecomers at the table and handed it to Chen Xiaodong.

"Take it to the Academic Affairs Office, Uncle can't help this time."

Chen Xiaodong took the list, looked at the countless names on the list, and sighed helplessly, "Thank you, uncle." Silently, he walked to the Academic Affairs Office.

Chen Xiaodong didn't really want to be late, it was really his luck was too bad, every time he went out, he could encounter different things, and in the eighteen years he went to school, he didn't have one who could arrive on time.

"It's really moldy, it seems that this scholarship has been ruined again, and it's okay to eat instant noodles at noon."

Chen Xiaodong said to himself, and after a while, he walked to the door of the Academic Affairs Office, and opened the door naturally as if he was going home.

"Hello director, I'm here again......"

Before the words fell, a book smashed into Chen Xiaodong's head with a bang, and it hit Chen Xiaodong's face door accurately.

Pain and pain...... My handsome face won't break its face, will it......

An old man who looked to be only one meter five walked up, with silver hair, a big belly, a displeased face, and stood in front of Chen Xiaodong with his waist in a menacing manner.

The old man raised his head, "It's you again, it's you again, do you still want to squeeze into the immortal class?" Do you think that if you study well, you can do whatever you want! ”

Chen Xiaodong is one meter eight or nine tall, in stark contrast to the old man, and suddenly the old man's momentum is a little ridiculous.

Chen Xiaodong picked up the book that fell on the ground, lowered his head and looked at the old man embarrassedly, and squeezed out an ugly smile, "Director Yuan, of course I want to, but it's not something I can control, you also know that my family has been possessed by moldy gods for generations, so forgive me again." ”

Chen Xiaodong didn't quibble, his family has been possessed by a moldy god for generations, and he can't get rid of it.

Director Yuan sighed, held his forehead speechlessly, moved to the office chair with a wave of his hand, picked up a golden bronze mirror from the table, and said with words in his mouth: "Move times, move times, move times, Shiro Zeren come out quickly." ”

What the hell is this, is this a password?

Chen Xiaodong twitched the corners of his mouth, speechless.

After speaking, the bronze mirror suddenly emitted a bright light, and a middle-aged man with long hair and a small face appeared, with single eyelids and thin lips, a thin body, white skin like a dead man, and a black robe like a skirt.

The man looked at the old man with a fierce look on his face, and roared loudly: "Yuan Jianlong! What's the matter with you! I'm too busy to know it! ”

Yuan Jianlong coughed a few times in embarrassment, glanced at Chen Xiaodong, took the bronze mirror into a few points, and said in a low voice: "Shilang, your class Chen Xiaodong has been late again this month, come and take him away, I'm going to be annoyed to death." ”

Chen Xiaodong was very discerning and lowered his head.

Director Yuan of Tsinghua Xiancao High School has been obedient to the head teacher of Class A, Shiro Zeren, although the matter has already spread, no one knows the reason.

Shiro Zeren clasped his ears impatiently, "I know, I know, I'll come." ”

Yuan Jianlong put down the bronze mirror with satisfaction, and with a turn of effort, Shiro Zeren suddenly appeared in front of the old man, frightened him, holding the chair handle with both hands, looking overly frightened.

"Shiro, you don't make a sound at all, you want to scare me to death! Hey, sooner or later, my lifespan will be shortened by a few hundred years by you. ”

Shiro looked up at Yuan Jianlong with disdain, "There's a lot of nonsense, what about Chen Xiaodong?" ”

Yuan Jianlong stretched out his fat hand and pointed back, "Just standing behind you, hurry up and take it back, but I'm going to be annoyed." ”

Shiro Zeren turned around and saw Chen Xiaodong with an ugly smile on his face, his brown pupils instantly turned red, his hair became longer and rushed towards Chen Xiaodong, wrapping him tightly and floating in the air.

"I said it, Chen Xiaodong, don't make trouble for me again."

Chen Xiaodong has long been accustomed to the binding of this head teacher at any time, his face was expressionless, and he replied calmly: "Teacher, you also know that I have no choice but to go to class, and the first class is still yours, let me go to class quickly." ”

Shiro Zeren felt a headache when he looked at the problem boy in front of him, he didn't know how many times this was because Chen Xiaodong came to the Academic Affairs Office, but there was no way.

Who calls the rule that teachers can't hit students? (Smiling face)

"Alright, let's go, teach new content today."

Shiro Zeren closed his eyes, his pupils turned brown again, and his hair quickly retracted and returned to its normal length, which was his awakening ability.

[Shiro Zeren] ranked 11th in the immortal power list

Repair: 130000

Rank: R-class immortal

Ability: Scorch, which allows the hair to be extended to bind the opponent, and the hair can become burned, which is suitable for ranged attacks and not suitable for close-range combat.

Gender: Male

Age: 25

Occupation: Teacher of Tsinghua Xiancao High School

Birthday blood type: January 1, Taurus, blood type A

Height: 168

Something I like: Candy.