After the two of them withdrew, Zhuge Zheng's face changed suddenly, how could he still have the smile before, sighed, and muttered carefully. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Alas. I didn't expect you to be..."

After Zhuge Zheng finished saying this, I didn't know what came to mind, and sighed deeply again, "I hope you can be blessed, now I can't help you at all, and you still need to get through this difficulty by yourself." You still have to ask the chasing and iron hands to be sure. ”

Zhuge Zheng whispered to himself, the voice of the voice was not too loud, if Wang Hao was sober, I am afraid that he could only hear it if he listened carefully, so he turned around and left the room.

"Where is this? I remember... Yes, I absorbed the internal force of several of them, which caused the internal force to be chaotic and unstable, and I suffered internal injuries. But now this is? "When Zhuge Zheng and I left, Wang Hao opened his eyes and found that the place he was in was not like the four famous catches, and after a closer look, he found that it was here.

"Here? Isn't this my home? How is this possible? Wang Hao took a closer look and found that he was actually in the real world room, yes, Wang Hao couldn't be mistaken, he had lived here for so many years, and it was impossible for him to even admit his own room.

"Wang Hao, you haven't gotten up yet, don't be late for the first day of school today. Hurry up. When Wang Hao was still wondering why he came back, suddenly a woman's voice came from outside the door.

The impact of this voice on Wang Hao was not ordinary, because it was too familiar, and Wang Hao stopped thinking about this voice all the time.

"Mom!"

"What for? How old is this, it's still frizzy, hurry up, today is the first day of your senior year of high school, it's not good to be late. Hurry up and change your clothes. The woman, that is, Wang Hao's mother, was still making breakfast in the kitchen, and she was hugged by Wang Hao from behind.

When he looked back, his son's eyes were a little red, and his expression was not right, and he hurriedly knew if something had happened to his son. "What's wrong? Did something happen? ”

"It's okay, Mom, I'll go back to my room and change my clothes first." Wang Hao noticed his gaffe, and he also froze for a moment, and then returned to the room.

"How is that possible? March 1st? What day of school did I go back to? But how could Mom? Wang Hao took out his mobile phone and found that the date was actually September 1, and then thought that in August, his parents died in an accident, and all this seemed to be wrong.

"System? Chamberlain? Wang Hao called out the existence of the system in his mind, but there was no answer at all. Clenched his fists, Wang Hao began to use his internal force.

"How is it possible, could it be that it was all my own dreams before?" After trying for a long time, Wang Hao found that there was no trace of internal force, and hurriedly began to meditate on the bed, but the answer was still the same, there was no internal force at all.

"You're out, breakfast is on the table, you can go to school quickly." When Wang Hao was a little disappointed, his mother outside the door also went out to work.

"Forget it, whether it's true or not, just go out and see for yourself." Wang Hao changed his clothes, although he picked up his schoolbag and prepared to go to school.

After going out, everything he saw, as Wang Hao expected, everything was normal. And this usually makes Wang Hao feel a little uncomfortable, because Wang Hao is more sure that everything is a dream.

"No, no, how could there be such a long-term dream, it's too real." Wang Hao was still muttering, as if he hadn't noticed the changes around him.

"Wang Hao! Once you have a holiday, you can't relax! Come on, come up and solve this problem. In the snickering laughter of the surrounding classmates, Wang Hao also heard the shout of Teacher Huang on the podium, and quickly stood up and looked at the topic on the blackboard carefully.

"Now he is miserable, and Teacher Huang's class dares to desert." Near Wang Hao's table, a man said to the person sitting with him.

"Yes, this question was specially explained to us by Mr. Huang, I heard that it was a bonus question for the college entrance examination in previous sessions, but it can only be solved by the knowledge of the university."

Wang Hao didn't hear the muttering under the podium, but frowned and looked at the blackboard in front of him, but the chalk in his hand did not fall for a long time.

"Okay, if you can't write it, forget it, you go down, remember to listen to the lecture next time, don't be distracted." Teacher Huang saw Wang Hao standing there motionless, and knew that this question was not something that Wang Hao could answer at all, and Wang Hao usually performed well, so he let Wang Hao go down.

Hearing Teacher Huang's words, Wang Hao also breathed a sigh of relief, although he walked back to his seat.

Wang Hao didn't notice that above the first row, Lin Xue had been looking at Wang Hao tightly with worried eyes.

The day passed, Wang Hao also returned home, and after the happy family had dinner, they returned to their small room. I took out a pen and paper from my bag, not knowing what I was writing.

"Huh? Do you have this kind of topic now? It's already so deep. When Wang Hao was writing carefully, Wang Hao's father's voice suddenly came from behind him.

It turned out that when Wang Hao was writing seriously, his father had already stood behind and watched, but he didn't make a sound, so Wang Hao didn't find out.

"Of course, today's students are much more difficult than what we used to learn, we were only exposed to English in junior high school, and now? Kindergarten and elementary school have been learned. You don't care about the child, it's the third year of high school, give him a good study. Wang Hao's mother heard her father's chatter and ran in and pulled her father out, for fear of delaying Wang Hao's study.

In fact, they didn't know that what Wang Hao wrote was not homework at all, but the college question that Mr. Huang wrote on the blackboard today. When Wang Hao was in front of the blackboard, he had already thought of the answer after reading the question, but Wang Hao didn't write at that time, because what Wang Hao wanted in his heart was not to write, but to find that he could write and was shocked.

It would have been a good thing to be able to write, but now it is different, Wang Hao knew that when he was in his third year of high school, he would definitely not write this question, so when Wang Hao was on the way back, he used his mobile phone to check some topics in college and found something that made Wang Hao terrifying.

All of them, every question will, whether it is college mathematics, physics, chemistry, as long as it is a topic in the university, it appears on the mobile phone, Wang Hao can instantly think of the answer, and the way to solve the problem, and all of this is only one possibility.

Thinking of this possible reason, Wang Hao frowned, walked quietly to the bedside, closed his eyes, and continued to cultivate his internal strength.

"Why?" Two hours passed, and after Wang Hao got up from the bed, he stood by the window and muttered to himself.