"Wang Sen, shouldn't you be a big... Auntie is here, right? The fat man asked in trepidation.

"Aunt God, do you have a little common sense? Can the thing get out of this hole? Can you? Wang Sen pointed to his nostrils and laughed loudly, "I have a nosebleed!" ”

The fat man's name is Luo Pang, and like Wang Sen, he is a freshman student at Jiangcheng University of Technology, and the two are in a dormitory and have a good relationship.

"Oh, you can ......," the fat man was skeptical.

While everyone was washing, Wang Sen lay on the bed and tried to communicate his ghost system, "Ding Ding Boss, are you there?" ”

"Ding ding", a panel came to mind.

[Name]: Wang Sen

[Age]: 19

[Level]: 2

[Heart method]: A yang palm

[Skill]: Scholar

[XP bar]: 12\/100

"Huh? Sure enough, it's true! Wang Sen became excited. Thinking that after meeting that black shadow student ghost last night, he kept adding intelligence in his head, and finally added experience points, he thought about it.

Maybe it's because of the added intelligence, Wang Sen feels that his brain is very flexible now, thinking that he handed the toilet paper to the student last night, and then chattered, he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

"Well, it seems that because I have no fear of ghosts, I activated the system! It seems that in the process, you can also get attribute points related to ghosts..."

"Huh? What is this yang palm? Just thinking about it, Wang Sen felt a burning sensation in his right hand, and his palm seemed to be burned again, but strangely there was no trace of pain.

Before he could take a closer look, the feeling was gone. "Looks like I already have a Yang Palm?" Wang Sen looked at his palms and was excited.

Thinking of his ordinary self, one day he could get the system that only existed in the novel, Wang Sen's heart surged. From now on, my life may no longer be the ordinary days of going to school, going on blind dates, and working from 9 to 5.

Hehe, marrying Bai Fumei and walking to the pinnacle of life, I am still a little excited to think about it.

"How do you use a yang palm?" Wang Sen looked at his right hand suspiciously, and suddenly had a bold idea......

Slowly, he reached for his right hand in the crotch of his pants...

"By the way, Wang Sen, where is the scroll yesterday?" Seeing that Wang Sen was still lying on the bed, Luo Fatzi walked over. As if suddenly remembering something, he asked nervously.

"What's wrong?" Wang Sen was a little regretful that he couldn't try his bold ideas, and still asked with some doubts, "Isn't it just an old scroll?" Maybe it was left by the previous seniors, right? ”

"It's not that simple." Luo Fatzi looked around a little nervously, fortunately it was during the day, otherwise his appearance made people panic. "I thought of a ghost story that circulated in school."

"And this? What does it have to do with this math paper? ”

"Well, I also heard from a senior. A few years ago, there was a student who studied exceptionally well and was first in his class every exam. ”

"Huh? A top student? And then," Wang Sen asked.

"Although he has a good academic performance, because he comes from a remote rural area and his family is very poor, he is dressed very dirtily and honestly." Luo Fatzi continued.

"Some of the second-generation local tyrants in the class with superior family backgrounds looked down on him, and they couldn't compare with him in learning, so they began to play tricks on this student in various ways."

"There was an important final exam, a second-generation student who usually likes to bully him hid his papers, and as a result, this poor student had no grades in this class."

"Because of the lack of grades in one class, this poor student could not apply for a scholarship, and finally committed suicide in the dormitory."

Wang Sen was silent, he resented this unscrupulous school bullying, and he was somewhat sympathetic to the poor student's plight.

"Later, I heard that the student who hid the scroll died in the dormitory for some reason, as if he saw something very frightening, and finally was scared to death."

Wang Sen nodded, it seemed that it was the student ghost last night who fulfilled his wish. But why hasn't he disappeared yet?

Luo Fatzi continued to lower his voice, and said in a divine manner, "Later, some people often say that at night, they will see a black figure suddenly appear somewhere in the dormitory, and keep stretching out their hands, as if they are asking for something......"

Looking at Wang Sen's silent appearance, Luo Fatzi thought he was frightened, and laughed, "Look at your cowardice, hahahaha." ”

Wang Sen looked at Luo Fatzi who was laughing like a fool, and said lightly, "Hehe, I happened to meet that big brother last night." ”

"Hah??? ......" Luo Fatzi's laughter stopped abruptly and glanced at Wang Sen, "You, you... Have you seen it? ”

Looking left and right in horror, Luo Fatzi whispered, "You, you, don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing..."

Looking at the frightened Luo Fatzi, Wang Sen smiled faintly and finished mending the knife, "Really, I returned the roll to him." It's the one I found yesterday during the cleaning. ”

Luo Fatzi: "......!!!"

"Hurry up, I'm going to be late for class." Wang Sen reminded Luo Fatzi, grabbed his schoolbag and walked outside the bedroom.

Along the way, Luo Fatzi looked at Wang Sen suspiciously, touching his forehead for a while, and touching Wang Sen's forehead for a while.

"Take it away," Wang Miao glared at him, stretched out two fingers to take Luo Fatzi's fat hand away from his forehead, "Uncle, we don't make an appointment, we don't make an appointment, we don't make ......an appointment."

Luo Fatzi was still immersed in Wang Sen's words just now, after all, he did sweep out an unsigned scroll last night. He said to himself, "It doesn't make sense, I don't have a fever, is it true?" ……”

"Hurry up," Wang Sen looked at Luo Fatzi, who was a nymphomaniac, "Today is the first high math class of the new semester, and I heard that there is a change of teacher." ”

"Hey, didn't you say I almost forgot," Luo Fatzi heard Wang Sen improve the new teacher, and his eyes lit up, "Did you hear that?" ”

Looking at the way Luo Fat Man squeezed his eyebrows at him, Wang Sen was puzzled, "What did you hear?" ”

"Alas, you said you," Luo Fatzi said with disdain, "what do you care about every day besides playing your League of Legends and King Pesticides." ”

"It's crazy in the school post bar, but fortunately we reported to class early a few days ago, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to report!"

"Why?" Wang Sen wondered, when did high math classes become so popular? Everyone strives to be a good student?

"You don't know yet, do you? I heard that the new teacher this semester is a big beauty! As he spoke, saliva unconsciously flowed from Luo Fatzi's mouth.

"I heard that it's hotter than those female Internet celebrities. Male students from other departments are also rushing to register for her classes! ”