"Hey, wake up."

"Wang Zhe, wake up!"

The tutor and classmates formed a circle, some patting lightly, others shaking vigorously.

Wang Zhe finally relieved himself, but his eyes were still dull, as if he had lost his soul.

"Mentor, Wang Zhe has no soul......"

"It's all to blame on Sun Da, I saw with my own eyes that the big man bullied him again, you see Wang Zhe's arm, he was kicked by the big one."

"He's not going to become a ghost, Wang Zhe was so scary when he laughed just now......"

The crowd was gossiping, muttering around them.

In this world of spiritual emptiness and basically no entertainment, it is not surprising that such a topical matter appears in front of everyone's eyes and is discussed in the heavens.

After a long time, Wang Zhe regained his senses, and there was more color in his eyes. The body is still thin and weak, and the clothes are in tatters, but the soul stored in it is fundamentally different, replaced by an otaku from Earth who has just cultivated the Great Crossing Technique.

"Are you alright?" The tutor asked with a strange look in his eyes.

"It's okay, I just had a nightmare." After answering, Wang Zhe was stunned for a moment.

It's amazing that I can understand their language and answer them with ease!

Nima, when did a foreign language become so easy to learn, and how good it would have been if English could be so easy to learn before I came here, it's wonderful to think about. When I did that damn grade 4 paper, I closed my eyes and opened them again, and I was proficient in English. When the top students write seriously, they can draw casually, and when others are listening, they are like listening to Chinese dialogue. Hehe, it's no different from daydreaming.

"No, this state is not ......"

Wang Zhe always felt a little strange, a kind of indescribable weirdness.

"By the way, why do I want to think about foreign languages, English, and other labor and management. Now the point is that I've crossed over, shouldn't I be a mixed bag? Why is there no wave in my heart? ”

Ignoring the strange eyes of others, Wang Zhe sat on the small bench with a blank expression, he just wanted to be quiet.

The instructor returned to the podium and continued to talk about loyalty to the lord of the city and to the royal family. There were people around him again.

"Wang Zhe, were you beaten stupid?"

"Wang Zhe, how much money did the big one rob you again?"

"Hey, I'm asking you."

Wang Zhe was silent.

"What are you pretending to be, sitting on a small bench and thinking you are an uncle, believe it or not, I beat you?"

"Dog, forget it. If you really drive him crazy, you won't be able to bite him! ”

"Hahaha......"

Wang Zhe really didn't have the strength to deal with the boring classmates around him at this time, and another Wang Zhe's memory came flooding back. It's like a very long dream, from birth, to the death of my father, to my school...... For a long, long time, until he grabbed the scissors like crazy and wanted to stab Sun Da to death.

In a short period of time, the mental energy is extremely depleted, dizziness, nausea and retching.

After everything was adapted, Wang Zhe only felt that life on the earth was so far away, like a bubble in the sun, beautiful but bursting as soon as it was poked. On the contrary, life in Chrysanthemum City is real, and the memories on earth are like dreams imagined by schizophrenia and another personality...... Being bullied there, having parents, bad guys being controlled by the police, eating meat can be tired of it, how can there be such a good thing in the world, there is heaven!

I've been bullied all day and I'm hallucinating? But why is this illusion so real?

"If I were really Wang Zhe on the earth, I would draw circles every day, curse the author's big bastard, and give the big crossing technique, but what about the standard golden finger? I didn't see it, I didn't see it!! ”

"If I were the king of the earth, I would regret it now, and I wouldn't wait for a good paradise, so why did Mao come to this ghost place?"

Eh, the style of painting is wrong, this kind of thing can only be said by the king of the earth.

Chrysanthemum City Wang Zhe really couldn't do it.

"Maybe I'm the king of the earth, if not, why would I be stunned before I pass out, and I can't let go of it. In addition to the initial joy, after realizing all the possible results of this result, why is the coma full of attachment and guilt for his parents, reluctance to give up on his friends and miss his crush. ”

But, but but, why would I consider myself to be the king of Chrysanthemum City? Zhuang Zhou Xiaomeng, butterflies flying, regardless of the cause and effect of his cause, maybe it is for the needs of the plot?

Anyway, it's enough that I'm still alive, so let's take it as a forced explanation for the author's quick start of a new life after crossing for the pig's feet!

Well, that's all! If I am a traverser, the earth is a past life, and Chrysanthemum City is this life, not asking about the next life for the time being, it is already chaotic enough, let this life live longer.

"I may be the legendary Su Hui person, and now I am awakened, and I will shine for a lifetime, so that I can live up to the extra experience of another world."

Wang Zhe was afraid that if he continued to think about it, he would go crazy sooner or later, so he wittily stopped thinking and emptied his body and mind.

When the judgment continues, it suffers from it.

Since I like to see the world with the way of thinking about the earth, I should go with the flow. The identity of Chrysanthemum City is an unchangeable fact, the son is not ugly, the dog is not poor, the mother and sister are the inseparable fetters of this life, you need to treat yourself sincerely, and you can't be too nostalgic for the past life and bear this life.

Therefore, the accidents of the past life should benefit this life.

"Chrysanthemum City belongs to the Taiping Dynasty and is the fief of King Chen, who is also our city lord and a well-deserved royal family. Fourteen years ago, King Chen came with the Mandate of Heaven and ended the enclosure rule of the Dongyang Sect, and since then there has been a royal law in East China. Reckless people don't dare to hurt people easily, thieves disappear into the mountains and wilderness, human lives are different from livestock, weak women, widows and orphans can go to the public office to report their grievances......"

The mentor surnamed Sun is happily indulged in his own Datong world in the way of telling history and politics on the high platform.

There was a commotion down there.

Wang Zhe also did not listen carefully, and he was unwilling to accept any brainwashing. Since he remembered, East China was under the rule of King Chen of Chrysanthemum City, so he was very unfamiliar with Dongyang Sect. But for his mother's generation, the "Dongyang Sect" can be described as a trance yesterday, and it is engraved in the minds of the elders like an imprint, and the blood melts all over the body.

The people of the grandfather's generation would often sit on the straw pile in the afternoon, basking in the winter sun, half-squinting, and said to their grandson: "The eldest son is a genius, if the immortals of Dongyang Sect still come here to accept apprentices, they will definitely be selected." ”

Whether there is such a creature as a god in this world, Wang Zhe doesn't know very well, but even if there is, it is probably a weak chicken-like existence.

If they really have the ability to overturn rivers and seas, move mountains and fill lakes, how can they be robbed of territory by a prince? Immortals should not be so magnificent, offended by the laity but not punished, and crucified are all powerless false gods.

In a way, Wang Zhe thinks that he is a level above God, and compared to the social productivity here, he feels that he will bring earth-shaking changes to the world. If one day he can make a gun himself, then he will not be too far from becoming a king. To cultivate a group of loyal subordinates, you only need to wait for the opportunity to pull the flag and enclose the territory.

Once a person is silent in his own YY world, no matter how long the time is, it will pass quickly. There is nothing wrong with this truth, and there is a theory of relativity to prove it.

"That's it for this month's class, kids. This is followed by a long holiday of about 20 days, and in the first 10 days of the next month, please be sure to return to school on time and not skip school because you are helping with household chores or farm chores. Teenagers between the ages of 11 and 13 must undergo three years of 'cultural education', which is written into the law, and if they don't want to be fined, they should honestly abide by it. ”

The children were like a flock of birds, each flying away, and Wang Zhe was the only one left in the empty room.

It didn't take long for a small head to poke into the window of the second-year public court.

"Brother Zhe, it's time to go back."

"Well, you wait for me first, and come out right away."

The child at the window is called Zhang Hu, who lives next door to Wang Zhe, and has a tiger brain, but because he is one year younger, he keeps calling him Brother Zhe.

This is a master who dares to fight and fight, and he is not a bully in the first-year court, but no one dares to provoke easily. Ever since he smashed half of a brick on the head of a third-year guy who wanted to collect protection money from him, his position had been established.

Big and fat people like to bully Wang Zhe, and they also have a certain relationship with Zhang Hu. The guy who was smashed in the head by Zhang Hu belongs to the same Sunjiazhai as the big one, and has always followed behind the big ass, a typical dog leg.

The big man is not afraid of Zhang Hu, but he also doesn't want to anger a ruthless person who can treat people as mountain animals and beasts, if it wasn't for the timely appearance of the mentor that day, it would really kill people.

The big man didn't want to provoke him, but for the sake of face, he had to bully Wang Zhe fiercely.

A soft egg waste that is very close to Zhang Hu is used to vent gas, which couldn't be better.

Out of the town, there are fewer people, and there are not many people on the way. The other three people in the same village walked far in front of Wang Zhe and the others, their backs disappeared from time to time, and there were several people from Sunjiazhai hanging dozens of meters away.

Only hiding in the shade of the trees and screaming desperately, you can often see a few farmers in the field, very familiar, but they are too far away to tell the difference.

Because the dirt road has been trampled for a long time, there is only a thin layer of tenacious stems and grasses, and there are still small plantain plants hidden in it. Farmers dig up the plantain that grows, and the water boiled from this grass can cure stomach pain.

The summer evening finally had a hint of coolness, and occasionally a cool breeze blew, but Zhang Hu, who was walking beside Wang Zhe, kept his face calm.

Seeing that he was about to turn around and enter the village, Zhang Hu couldn't hold it back any longer, and asked in a complaining tone: "Sun Da is bullying you again, why don't you go to me?" ”

Wang Zhe was stunned for a moment, retracted his steps, and was a little moved. Then he said embarrassedly: "There are so many of them, it's useless for you to go." ”

"I'm not afraid of them, there are no bad seeds in Dahuai Village. In the spring, when they were fighting for water in the lake with the people of their grandson's village, my father beat them away. Daddy can beat the old ones, and I can beat the younger ones. My dad said that they are all soft eggs, as long as you are more ruthless than them, they will not dare to bully you. ”

"Well, you're right. Don't worry, I'll be the only one who bullies others from now on. ”

Wang Zhe's tone of words was flat, but there was an inexplicable domineering.

Zhang Hu looked at him suspiciously, as if he had just met. After a while, he proposed excitedly: "Brother Zhe, revenge will not be overnight." Sun Da and his two dog legs are right behind, let's hide after two turns, block them at this intersection, and how about throwing stones in the back? ”