Chapter 1: Killing the Advent
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"Why is this dream again, so many heroes, so many monsters, Superman, Iron Man, Hulk, Alien and Godzilla." Wang Jing fell asleep in a daze, as if he was in a movie world, and familiar characters and familiar monsters appeared in his world: "Oh, no, it's the day after tomorrow, it's 2012, it's Resident Evil, ah, come, come, don't come again, you destroy my home, my relatives, my friends, my lovers, dead, all dead, I'm going to kill you, kill all the people who come." ā
"Kill!"
"Kill the Advent!"
"The embodiment of love and justice...... Beautiful man warrior cute and stiff ...... Destroy you on behalf of the moon and transform! ā
"Transfiguration."
Wang Jing's heart was filled with endless anger, and he suddenly shouted, sat up, panted and glared ahead. As everything in the lecture hall came into view, Wang Jing's breathing gradually slowed down, his face was flushed, and he lowered his head in embarrassment, eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, it was simply too embarrassing.
The students in the lecture hall looked at Wang Jing one after another, and after a short period of calm, noisy laughter rang out in the classroom.
"Haha."
"This comic."
"I'm laughing to death."
"Wang Jing, quickly change your body and show everyone."
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Wang Jing's face was hot, and he lowered his head and was depressed to death.
It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing.
He didn't know why, he always loved to dream about it all this time.
said that he watched a lot of movies and television, and he didn't have that condition when he came to the mountain village, and he only watched it on his classmate's computer during the time he was in college, but it wasn't like this, sleeping and dreaming are these episodes, Wang Jing was depressed to death, and he felt embarrassed even more.
Wang Jing knew that he was a peasant boy from a remote mountain village, although he said that he was the champion in the 36 lines. But relatively speaking, for rural children, what can you do if you don't study, do you like to pick up and urine to farm and eat sweet potatoes? Or sell blood, sell rou, sell labor to move bricks? Studying and going to college is the only chance to change your destiny.
Although he is not the top student in the college entrance examination, he is also the existence of the NO1 score in the college entrance examination in this class. Carrying the expectations of his parents who have been facing the loess all his life, and under their tired, old, and stubborn eyes that only by studying can he change his fate, Wang Jing carried his luggage and pinched the crumpled stack of change that his parents stuffed for him to study in the metropolis of the East China Sea to apply for student loans.
After coming to the bustling metropolis, Wang Jing was indeed a little abnormal because of his poverty and earthiness, and he seemed to be a little depressed and inferior, feeling that the people around him seemed to be looking at him, and their eyes were so stinging, which made him very hurt and uncomfortable, and he didn't dare to look at their eyes at all, but after a period of military training, he adjusted his mind, and his mind became firm, firmly believing that he could change his fate as long as he worked hard.
It's just that.
In particular, Wang Jing really wanted to scold his mother, some time ago, especially when he reported on the beginning of school, because after coming to the metropolis from the mountain village, he saw such a big contrast, his mood was indeed a little abnormal, and he felt inferior and uncomfortable, but the classmates did not deliberately mock and sarcastic.
But, with no idea what the bastard had lost, it hit the back of his hand. As a result, a circular scar appeared on the back of his right hand, which was very ugly, as if a TT-like ring was stuffed under the flesh skin of the back of his right hand, and he seemed to begin to become in a trance, and his spirit was sluggish, and he often dozed off in class, in exchange for the strange eyes of his classmates.
Wang Jing could feel their contempt, contempt, and even pity, like the kind of eyes that gave alms dogs. I didn't even have sympathetic eyes, I felt that Wang Jing didn't work hard, he deserved it, why should I sympathize with him, sympathize with him, I might as well sympathize with a dog.
For example, now, Wang Jing can feel the strange eyes of the classmates around him, and some people point at him from time to time, whispering and discussing, and he doesn't need to look at them to know the contempt and ridicule hanging from the corners of their mouths.
"Smack."
"Smack."
"Quiet, quiet."
On the podium of the lecture hall, a beautiful teacher dressed in a black professional suit, a pair of black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and her facial features were so delicate that she patted the podium with a cold face.
Immediately, his eyes fell on Wang Jing's face, and his eyebrows frowned slightly: "Classmate Wang Jing, as a medical student in a clinical specialty, please be careful not to think that the life and death of the patient may be in your thoughts, please be serious, and come to the office after the class meeting." ā
"Yes, Mr. Jiang." Wang Jing agreed embarrassedly, and buried his head in the end. I can still hear the laughter of the classmates around me, and the eyes that sweep over me are as stinging as needles, and the words that turn to ear are so harsh.
"Everyone is quiet, we have just discussed the appointment and dismissal of class cadres, and now let's talk about the issue of students in the class applying for student loans."
"Because the policy was not perfect when the student loan was first implemented, many graduates did not repay the loan. Therefore, the bank has tightened the policy of student loans, and now the number of places is limited, everyone through military training and contact during this period of time, presumably they have a certain understanding of all students, who do you think should get student loans, then raise your hand to vote. Teacher Jiang looked around at the classmates in the lecture hall, and Wang Jing also raised his head in time and looked at Jiang Lu with attention. At the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the mist rising outside the window, and he couldn't help but take a second look.
Just as Mr. Jiang was about to write the name of the student applying for a student loan on the blackboard, a student in a Hermes casual shirt stood up, and he fiddled with the cuffs of the Hermes shirt, and then looked at Mr. Jiang, who had a delicate face, and a burst of heat flashed in his eyes. ā
"Oh? So what do you think? Jiang Lu looked at the squad leader who had just been appointed and dismissed, and the latter had successfully attracted everyone's attention, even Wang Jing looked at him.
After successfully attracting everyone's attention, especially Jiang Lu's attention, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and the corners of his mouth had a confident smile: "Everyone, classmates, it's not their fault that their family is in difficulty." I think it hurts their self-esteem a little bit to just write their names on the blackboard and have their classmates raise their hands to vote. ā
"I know that there are limited student loan places, and I am willing to give interest-free loans to some students who are in need on behalf of my father. I wanted to give free financial aid to some students in need, but I think this is inappropriate, and I should let them know that there is no free lunch in the world, and everything must be obtained by their own efforts. ā
"Well, the class leader's proposal is good, and the teacher thanks you for your generosity on behalf of the students." Jiang Lu nodded, quite appreciating the squad leader's consciousness.
"Squad leader, bull nose."
"The rich second generation is diao."
"Rich people, envy, jealousy and hatred."
"Tsk, the prince of the Zhao Group."
Some of the classmates were talking in low voices, with envy on their faces.
Wang Jing also agreed with the generosity of the squad leader. If you can't let your name be written, and then let the whole class vote, at least you can take care of your own face a little, so as not to cut a knife on your poor self-esteem.
Wang Jing relaxed his body slightly, leaned on the back of the chair and glanced around at his classmates, and couldn't help but be attracted by the scene outside the window: "This fog is getting thicker and thicker, it's really strange." ā
"But!"
The squad leader's words suddenly turned and turned his head to look in Wang Jing's direction, and everyone also looked at Wang Jing with his attention: "Given Wang Jing's performance during this time, I am disappointed. Being late, leaving early, dozing off and talking in his sleep during class, as the top student in our class who scored first in the college entrance examination, he should play a leading role. ā
"But how did he do it, his performance really disappointed me, his family is poor, everyone won't say anything, but this kind of casual style can't rise, I'm even more sorry for his parents, I don't recommend giving him a student loan, I won't provide him with an interest-free loan, but I miss his parents' hard work, willing to give him a chance to reform himself, I am willing to provide him with a part-time job, so that he can earn money through part-time work to earn his own tuition and living expenses, this is also an incentive, I hope Wang Jing can understand my hard work, Then cheer up. ā
"Wang Jing, what do you think?" The squad leader named the surname.