Cheng Junyuan is a student in the second class of the third year of Qinghe High School.

His grades are ordinary, neither high nor low, his face is delicate, and his hobbies are the mobile game "Glory of Kings" and the Internet.

In addition, he occasionally plays basketball or table tennis with his classmates, so his physical strength is not bad.

Lately, he's been feeling that something isn't quite right.

I can't say what's wrong, but Cheng Junyuan just feels weird!

He pulled out his phone and glanced at the time, and rushed into the classroom quickly.

Sitting in his place, Cheng Junyuan looked up at the calendar hanging on the blackboard.

"There are XXX days left before the college entrance examination!"

Cheng Junyuan was a little short-sighted, and he couldn't see clearly how many days were left, and he didn't bother to see it clearly.

College Entrance Examination......

Thousands of troops crossed the single-plank bridge.

Students with good academic performance are looking forward to the college entrance examination, and they are full of fighting spirit and passion.

Students who are poor in their studies have long been able to anticipate their grades, and their mentality is quite peaceful, they can play, eat, and sleep when they should play.

The most difficult thing is that Cheng Junyuan's grades are neither high nor low.

I'm worried that I won't do well in the exam, I'm worried that I'm not playing well, and I'm looking forward to the outbreak of luck, and the questions I encounter are exactly what I will do.

The class bell rings.

The math teacher, who was known for his severity and was known to his classmates as the exterminator, walked into the classroom and began to parse the classic example problems on the blackboard.

Cheng Junyuan glanced at it and knew that he would do this topic himself.

This is not common.

As an anxious middle-grade student, Cheng Junyuan's mind was a mess.

For a while, he thought about listening to the lecture well, practice makes perfect, and learning from the past; After a while, I thought that I should grasp every minute and every second, and strive to learn more knowledge blind spots, instead of listening to lectures, it is better to find an exercise that I did wrong, and refer to the answers to explain in detail.

After struggling like this for a while, Cheng Junyuan couldn't help but look at a classmate in front of him.

The man was wearing a clean white shirt, his hair was clean, supple, and pitch-black, and his shoulders and back were inverted triangles, giving him a feeling of energy.

From the back, you can't see your face, but you can also feel the calm and unhurried calmness and mysterious, indescribable temperament.

"Yan Anqing...... If only I were like him! ”

"This kind of person may be born to be a winner, right?"

Cheng Junyuan thought like this and couldn't help but sigh.

Yan Anqing is a genius!

There's no doubt about it!

As a liberal arts student, he can score more than 700 points in almost every mock test, what does it mean?

All over the country, any university, Yan Anqing can choose at will!

"At this level, the things that people are pursuing are no longer what universities to be admitted to, right?"

Cheng Junyuan subconsciously turned his pen, pretending to be attentive to the lecture, his thoughts were fluttering, and his mind turned a thousand times: "I heard that he has been pondering oil painting recently, what modernism, retroism, classical source ism, messy, I don't understand it at all......"

He sat up straight, trying to climb over the "wall" formed by the other classmates to see what Yan Anqing was doing now.

Cheng Junyuan squinted his eyes and saw this person's movements clearly!

"Drawing? it! The exterminator was so indulgent to him? Still smiling at him? ”

Cheng Junyuan, who witnessed this scene, felt extremely angry in his heart, and he was so jealous that he was separated.

"That's the legendary discrimination! I saw it! ”

Cheng Junyuan complained frantically in his heart, but on his face was the standard facial paralysis expression of a little fresh meat star.

He waited tormentedly until the end of class, came to Yan Anqing's table in a trance, and pretended to glance at the other party's paintings casually.

"it!"

Cheng Junyuan's eyes were almost glued to Yan Anqing's painting: "Awesome! ”

Compared with those abstract painters who cannot be appreciated by normal humans, he prefers this kind of realism, at least ordinary people can understand and appreciate the beauty and artistic conception in it.

The content of the painting is very simple, it is a young lady in casual clothes, about the age of 20, who has just graduated from college?

The young lady can only be said to be above average, but it gives people an inexplicable sense of comfort, which looks much happier than those PS faces and Internet celebrity faces.

Quite attractive!

The more I look at it, the more I like it!

In the lower right corner, there seems to be a word "Wan" written in block letters.

Cheng Junyuan subconsciously moved closer.

He noticed that on the cuffs of the young lady, a round national treasure was drawn.

"It's so cute! Is this a fantasy, or is it real? ”

Cheng Junyuan felt a little excited.

He also wanted to look twice, but his vision was blocked.

"This is my girlfriend."

Yan Anqing stared at him coldly: "Don't look at it." ”

Cheng Junyuan, who was scolded for two sentences, froze in place for a while, and his face turned red: "I'm sorry!" I don't know, I'm sorry! ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Cheng Junyuan suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Sister and brother love?

Calf love?

Handle get√!

Cheng Junyuan was about to say something to Yan Anqing, but looking at the other party's indifferent expression, he suddenly felt depressed and had no fighting spirit.

What about puppy love?

This big guy is not an ordinary person, I heard that his paintings have been to many international art exhibitions, and any painting can be sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars.

I heard that this is because he is too young and someone in the industry market deliberately lowers the price.

Otherwise, Yan Anqing's paintings, at a normal price, would be a number that Cheng Junyuan couldn't imagine!

Moreover, the top art academies in China, such as Sino-American, Gaomei, CAFA, Huamo and other universities, have all thrown olive branches to Yan Anqing.

What does this mean?

Originally, Cheng Junyuan didn't know, but since a few days ago, a certain bag who was good at gossip asked his classmates and popularized relevant knowledge to everyone, he understood.

Yan Anqing is now more prevalent than those who escort Tsinghua University, he is completely a free man, not to mention early love, as long as he does not break the law and commit crimes, he will do whatever he likes, and the school will not care at all.

Regarding Cheng Junyuan's small thoughts, Yan Anqing watched the fire, but turned a blind eye.

He used some extraordinary strength and little skills to dry the oil painting he painted for his girlfriend Li Wan, and then collected it closely.

"The inherent attributes of the Demon Absolute Plane have not changed at all, but with the rise of the Earth's extraordinary power, it seems to have attracted the attention of some supreme beings in other planes......"

Yan Anqing's eyes flashed with a solemn look: "Their power has penetrated into the ZX1220 plane. ”

Previously, at the end of "Civilization Race", he had already felt some ominous power that eroded the will of the Molten Pupil Dragon.

The later transcendent slaughter battles were also because of those mysterious outside forces.

According to Yan Anqing's observation, the eyes of the supreme beings in the outer plane have already invested in this ZX1220 plane, and its focus is on this high school under their feet!

Buzz Buzz!

The world is turned upside down!

I heard the cries of students and teachers.

"There was an earthquake!"

"Run!"

"You go first, I'll be right away!"

"What is this kid doing standing stupidly! Run! ”

Yan Anqing could clearly feel the ......

This is not an earthquake!

The whole school has been uprooted from the face of the earth and moved to a place never seen before.

"Welcome to the Punk Battlefield ......"

The mysterious voice seemed to have a cruel smile.