The life of the freshman year, the pace is slow and slow, there is no academic pressure in high school, everyone can arrange the time more freely, say fast and fast, go to class every day, play ball, play games, and time passes in the blink of an eye.

Last time in the high math class of the beautiful teacher Liu Na, Wang Sen was in the limelight, and this matter passed quickly, at first some students would nod their heads when they saw Wang Sen, but over time, this matter was quickly forgotten by the college students.

However, Yang Zhenjun, who pretended to be worse than Yang Zhenjun that day, did not forget it, and they have always been haunted by this incident. A few boys had just played a game of basketball on the side of the court, and Zhang Chengjie politely handed a bottle of water to Yang Zhenjun, "Brother Jun, what's the matter, are you still depressed about what happened that day?" ”

Yang Zhenjun snorted and didn't respond, how could he forget the shame of standing on the podium with his toes high that day, but he was trampled under Wang Sen's feet in the end, but he completely forgot that he was the first to provoke.

A girl with a good figure and light makeup on her face walked over, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Yang Zhenjun's face, and said loudly, "Ah Jun, I wasn't there that day, this Wang Sen really has those people who say that he is so good at learning?" It can't be a rumor, right? ”

Zhang Chengjie said on the side, "Chen Biying, don't you see, that kid is really evil, his method of solving the problem that day, even Teacher Liu Na praised it, this poor boy doesn't know what kind of freak he is, he didn't show anything before." ”

After listening to the conversation between Zhang Chengjie and Chen Biying, Yang Zhenjun's brows furrowed even tighter, it was really unpleasant, but there was nothing to do about that kid, so he couldn't find someone to rush into the school and beat him up.

Chen Biying thought for a moment and comforted, "Ah Jun, what are you angry with this kind of poor sour boy." Looks, singing, dancing, rapping, playing basketball, none of you are better than him, not to mention your family background, you are completely people from two worlds. ”

Chen Biying is the life committee member of Wang Sen and Yang Zhenjun's class next door, and she is also the class flower. Many male classmates in Wang Sen's class secretly like her. However, Chen Biying has always looked down on boys from ordinary families.

As the daughter of the chairman of one of the famous fresh supermarkets and cold chain transportation groups in Jiangcheng, how can she look down on those ordinary carved silks?

"Hmph, what Wang Sen, how can you compare it with my family." Chen Biying said disdainfully. Their family's business happened to have dealings with Yang Zhenjun's star-rated hotel, plus Yang Zhenjun was handsome and played basketball well, but he chased after him for a long time before establishing a relationship with Yang Zhenjun.

Listening to Chen Biying's words, Yang Zhenjun's brows stretched. "yes, what are you angry with this poor boy? It's as ridiculous as elephants and ants are angry. ”

Seeing that Yang Zhenjun's face looked better, Chen Biying's eyes rolled, and she suddenly smiled, "Ah Jun, aren't you worried that there is no chance of revenge?" ”

Yang Zhenjun looked at her suspiciously, not knowing what she had to think.

Chen Biying chuckled, "Isn't it the school's orientation party in a few days?" You and I are on the list of four hosts. When the time comes, let's find an opportunity to make that Wang Sen unable to step down, how about it? ”

Yang Zhenjun laughed with satisfaction when he heard this, pinched Chen Biying's buttocks wantonly, and said proudly, "Okay, it's still my Chen Biying who is smart, this idea is good." ”

Thinking of Wang Sen's embarrassment in front of the new students in the school, Yang Zhenjun felt proud and comfortable for a while, and couldn't help laughing.

In the dormitory, Wang Sen was lying on the bed bored, since he obtained the ghost system, with a ding, his physical abilities are no longer comparable to ordinary people.

His mentality also slowly changed, as he gradually came into contact with another world, and continued to brush up on attributes and skills, Wang Sen felt that he had gradually detached himself from the world of ordinary people.

What kind of wealth and power, as long as you want it, is not at your fingertips? Those rich second generations, the superiority of the son's buddies, is really funny in front of him. It's like a kindergarten kid showing off a big red flower in front of a college student.

"Where do I go to find the ghost next?" Wang Sen said bitterly, this thing doesn't seem to be so easy to find, and he always encounters it by chance every time.

"Hey, Wang Sen, why are you still sleeping?" Luo Fatzi walked in with a bag of potato chips, eating as he walked, making a clicking sound, "It's not okay to be so lazy, it's refreshing ......to sleep for a while."

"Sleep all the time, stay cool." Wang Sen turned over and said.

Luo Fatzi: "...... It's also nine years of compulsory education, why are you so good? ”

"What's the matter? Say. ”

"Well, it's not a big deal, it's just that the school will hold a freshman orientation party in a few days, do you have any talent show?" Luo Fatzi sat casually on the edge of Wang Sen's bed and asked.

"No, not interested." Wang Sen didn't raise his eyelids, "Can you not go?" ”

"No, the perverted counselor said, all staff participate, no absence, name one."

"Okay," Wang Sen said helplessly, what kind of welcome party is this, doesn't this delay the big thing of finding ghosts?

"By the way, I've signed up to perform on stage." Luo Fatzi said suddenly.

"Huh?" Wang Sen was startled and sat up, "I don't know what other talents you have?" ”

"Hehe, don't you know?" Luo Fatzi said proudly, "This welcome party is a good opportunity, if you can go on stage, you will be famous at once, what girl at that time, what ......" While saying, Luo Fatzi's eyes showed a colorful and fascinated gaze......

"So you chose it?" Wang Sen ruthlessly interrupted Luo Fatzi's reverie.

"No, it's brushed off." Thinking of this, Luo Fatzi's face suddenly fell.

"Well," Wang Sen nodded, "It's okay that the judges of the organizing committee are not blind." ”

"Go," Luo Fatzi glared at Wang Sen, "You don't know how much I sacrificed for this show." ”

"What? Are you still secretly practicing behind your back? Wang Sen was surprised.

"That is, you must know that one minute on the stage, ten years off the stage. I've had a lot of hard work. Luo Fatzi thought of the scene when he was practicing, and couldn't help but smile with honey.

"By the way, what kind of talent did you sign up to perform?" Wang Sen was really curious.

"It's nothing, I'm going to perform eating melons!! Ancestral Learning. Eat a watermelon in one minute. Luo Fatzi touched his stomach, "In order to practice, I have eaten a lot of melons in the past few days."

Wang Sen: "...... It's also nine years of compulsory education, and you're even better than me! ”