The next morning, Wu Wei pedaled to school on his broken bicycle as usual, and it took him a lot of effort to persuade Lin Yuxi to get off the back seat and ride her own pink girl's bicycle with good performance. It's always a good day without a little devil to be entangled, Wu Wei thought to himself, so he hummed a little song and went to school.

When passing through the alley, Wu Wei saw the fortune teller who had been the same for ten years, the years had left furrows and ravines on his face, but only his deep eyes were not infected, and those eyes seemed to be able to see through the vicissitudes of the world and grievances and hatreds.

"Wu Wei, come here." The fortune teller greeted.

Although Wu Wei often played with the old gentleman's fortune-telling posts naughtily when he was young, it was the first time he took the initiative to greet Wu Wei like this, so he felt very surprised.

"You put this on." The old gentleman took out a golden hoop, which was shaped like the one brought by Sun Wukong in Journey to the West.

"I don't want to be a monkey," Wu Wei refused in his heart, after all, it was the first time he had seen such a strange thing.

"Try it, trust me, this thing will do you a lot."

Wu Wei held his trust in the fortune teller and picked up the golden hoop, which was a dark red metal product, and it could be seen from the smooth surface of its friction that the years had passed long enough, but it could not stop the faint luster of the treasure. Wu Wei put it on his head, and within ten seconds, he felt a tingling pain on his head, which made him cry out in pain, and hurriedly tried to take off the golden hoop with his hand, but he couldn't touch the golden hoop.

"Don't touch it, it's already inside you, and you still need to discover the beauty of it." After saying this, the old gentleman continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

"What the hell is this, sir? Tell me. Wu Wei was a little anxious, but the old fortune teller seemed to be settled and did not move.

Wu Wei had no choice but to get on his broken bicycle and go to school. Fortunately, the golden hoop ached for a short time at the moment when it was first put on, and then it didn't move again. After such a long delay, it's a sure thing to be late. When he arrived at the school gate, the uncle had already known Wu Wei, and he was late for eight out of ten days, and he was a typical example at school. The uncle didn't say anything and let him in.

Today is Friday, and the first period in the morning is Wu Wei's most hated Chinese class. Chinese teacher Li Huiyuan is a four-eyed short, fat man with eyes, and the proportions of his upper and lower limbs are extremely incongruous, coupled with the Mediterranean-style top of his head, it simply can't match his name better.

"Did the quilt not let you go today, or did you help grandma cross the road again?" The hateful Li Huiyuan used Wu Wei's usual excuse of being late to scold him.

Wu Wei was not happy in the morning, so he walked into the classroom directly without looking at the teacher, found his seat and sat down. This move made Li Huiyuan very angry, and his face turned red:

"Who let you in! You get me out. ”

"Teacher, I'm sleepy, please be quiet in class." After Wu Wei finished speaking calmly, he fell asleep directly on the table, causing the strong son at the same table to give a thumbs up under the desk.

Li Huiyuan, a teacher, will only care about a few top students in the class, and if he is a poor student like Wu Wei, he will be sarcastic and punished and reported to the director of academic affairs. But he never dared to hit a student. The current high school students are all very well developed, and if you look at Li Huiyuan's figure, you can see that you are probably going to lie on the ground before you can do it. Li Huiyuan looked at Wu Wei, but he couldn't help it.

"Copy the text of Kong Yiji yesterday twenty times and give it to me." After speaking, he shook his head and continued to read the water tune song head, and the hair on the top of his head fell out of the two sideburns, which was so funny.

Wu Wei would definitely not copy that text, not to mention that yesterday's article was already lying in the toilet. Wu Wei raised his head and looked at Gu Xiaoyi who was sitting in the first row, she was always so arrogant and serious, bowing her head from time to time to write notes, the early summer sun shined through the window, faintly sprinkled on her body, she stroked her sideburns, and looked radiant. Wu Wei was stunned for a while, and didn't notice that Harazi hung down on the desk.

Wu Wei came to his senses, but fortunately, sitting in the last row of the classroom, the strong son at the same table was still concentrating on the graceful posture of Teacher Bodo, and he didn't notice his embarrassment. Qiangzi's real name is Long Dongqiang, because he loves a certain Japanese culture very much, and always works hard to study closely, his classmates gave him the nickname of Midwinter Qiangzi, and later called Qiangzi directly for convenience. Wu Wei really couldn't listen to Teacher Feiyuan's noise, and he fell asleep without taking it for a while.

"Hey, wake up, don't sleep."

Wu Wei opened his eyes only to find himself in a closed passage, surrounded by crystal walls and cold mist. In front of him was a little monster like a dog, a bear, a cat, and a donkey, but when he opened his mouth, he spoke human words. Wu Wei was startled when he saw this thing, and because it was cold here, he couldn't help but sneeze.

"What the hell are you, so ugly!" Wu Weiqiang was calm.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Ding Ding, the guardian of the Purple Gold Hoop, congratulations on becoming its twenty-first master, and I will serve you in the future." This four is not like a little monster who speaks loudly, and he is a cute little girl.

"What do you say, what master?" Wu Wei was a little confused.

"The golden hoop you wore this morning is called the Purple Gold Hoop, it is a treasure in ancient times, and you can have the ability to reach the heavens if you become the owner of the golden hoop. Later, the golden hoop will be passed down to the people, and it will integrate into your body, giving you some unexpected abilities and helping you become stronger. Ding Ding patiently explained.

Wu Wei instantly became excited after hearing this, as a senior errand student who is obscene with beautiful women every day, he dreams of having a powerful ability. Let yourself overcome obstacles and chase the girl you like.

"What abilities can you give me?" Wu Wei was a little impatient.

"The place you are in now is on the passage leading to the first hall of the Purple Gold Hoop, you can go up and push open that door, as for what kind of abilities will be given to you inside, I don't know"

Wu Wei walked along the long passage, and saw a number of portraits hanging on the walls on both sides of the passage.

"Oh maa!" Suddenly, a portrait in front of him grinned at Wu Wei, which frightened Wu Wei.

"Don't be afraid, that's He Shen, he is the eighteenth master of the golden hoop. After the death of the owner of each golden hoop, the original god will be sealed into the golden hoop, and together they will protect this golden hoop, and you are no exception. Ding Ding explained.

Wu Wei counted them suspiciously, and sure enough, there were twenty portraits, and each portrait had a name written under it. What surprised him the most was that there were many emperors like Liu Bang and Zhu Yuanzhang who were the owners of the golden hoop, and of course there were also huge greed and evil like Gao Yu and He Shen. However, these people all have a common trait, which is dick.

Wu Wei walked to the giant gate, only to see that the door was written "The hoop of purple gold, those who are destined to get it, the palace of the ancients, give you the art." The good will get it, the good will start and the good will end, and the evil will get it, and the evil will end up eating the evil fruit. A pair of crystal knockers on the door flashed with crystal light, Wu Wei stretched out his hand to push hard, a biting cold air came from the palm of his hand, only a muffled bang, the door opened.

It was a large hall ten meters square, and there was nothing inside, except for a scroll hanging in the middle. Wu Wei stretched out his hand and took down the scroll, which read "The Reappearance Hall of the Purple Gold Hoop", followed by some incomprehensible Sanskrit.

"You give me the scroll, close your eyes and practice, I'll recite the tantric method for you, you just need to stay focused." Ding Ding explained.

Wu Wei did so, and the process of practice was very short, and it felt that after only about ten minutes, Ding Ding spoke again:

"The reappearance hall is to improve your memory, it can give you the ability to remember, you can go out quickly, you can only stay here for an hour at a time, otherwise you won't be able to get out." After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

"Wu Wei, you come to do this question." Wu Wei opened his eyes in a daze, and heard someone calling him. The scene in the dream just now hadn't been digested by him, but it felt so real.

"Ah, what?" Wu Wei looked at the math teacher on the podium, and thought to himself, wasn't it a Chinese class just now, why did I sleep for so long.

"Didn't you rest last night, come up and try this question, this is the last question in the math paper of last year's college entrance examination." Math teacher Wang Yumei looked at Wu Wei with loving eyes, her favorite student, who had a high talent in mathematics.

Wu Wei sorted out the messy thoughts just now and walked to the blackboard, this question is quite difficult, but as a person who loves mathematics very much, the college entrance examination papers every year must be done in advance, Wu Wei has already solved this problem at the end of the college entrance examination last year. So it didn't take much time to write the answer, and it was done in two different ways.

"Good, keep trying." Teacher Wang nodded with satisfaction and motioned for Wu Wei to sit down.

Out of the corner of Wu Wei's eyes, she saw Gu Xiaoyi, she was still taking notes as always, cold and arrogant. Wu Wei wished she could take a look at herself, especially at this time. The reality made him sigh helplessly.

Wu Wei thought back to everything in the dream just now, why not try the truth or falsehood, it just so happened that the next class was an English class, and the teacher had to dictate the words. So he opened his English textbook and read all the two dozen words he had learned yesterday, and then he scanned all the words again. When I closed my eyes, I found that the words I had just read were actually jumping in front of my eyes, and even the strokes were so clear.

"Oh yes!" Wu Wei jumped up from the table, only to see that more than forty pairs of eyes in the class were looking at him in unison. Wu Wei scratched his head embarrassedly and sat down, only the strong son at the same table was still immersed in his Japanese culture, indifferent to what had just happened.

Wu Wei became more and more convinced that there was a miracle in this world, and this miracle was now on his head. In the following English class, Wu Wei completed 100% correct dictation in the astonishment of the English teacher. After Qiangzi saw Wu Wei's score, he regretted it all kinds of times, why didn't he copy him just now?