If there is a sentence that can describe Lin Wudi's mood at this time, it must be... Hell knows what I've been through!

Originally, he was lying on the operating table for brain implant chip surgery, but when he woke up, he found that he was a different person.

It's clear that he... Crossed over!

Of course, if it's just so confusing, he can accept it calmly.

But the problem is that before he figured out what his identity was, he encountered the headache that had caused countless old drivers in his previous life..."Touching porcelain"!

"What kind of world is this, and does the porcelain party here have professional ethics!"

Lin Wushu glanced at the thin man who "fell" on the ground, and almost couldn't help but scold: "I'm going to come to touch porcelain on a bicycle, I'm really kneeling for you." ”

I was annoyed, and many young students dressed up around me watched in twos and threes.

"Looking at the clothes of these people, am I still on Earth?"

Lin Wushu looked around, and suddenly felt depressed: "Others have crossed over, but they all went to the other world to defy the heavens and gods, am I the unlucky one in ten thousand, who crossed over to a certain college student on the earth?"

He deeply felt that he was being ruthlessly tricked by fate, because the young people who were watching were all fluent in Mandarin, which was simply telling him... This is the earth without a doubt!

"Okay, I'll admit I'm unlucky!" Lin Wushu stepped off the bicycle with a wry smile, wanting to "condole" the lean man who fell to the ground.

Although this person's acting skills are very clumsy, Lin Wudi knows that this person is determined to slander himself, and he can't just leave.

Of course, he looked at the lean man with a very resentful and resentful gaze......

In fact, if he had been able to fall down with the car in the first place, he even thought that he had the ability to turn around on the lean man.

You must know that when Lin Wudi was studying in college on Earth, he was a backbone member of the drama club, and his acting skills were really not good!

Falling to the ground and convulsing, foaming at the mouth, rolling his eyes... With his good skills, he was confident that he could make this lean man run away.

It's just that he didn't overturn at the time, so now he can only be forced to accept this helpless reality of being false.

"Hey, boy!"

Before Lin Wushu could speak, a sturdy man walked out of the crowd, pointed to his nose and said sharply: "You knocked my cousin down, let's say, how do you plan to pay for it!"

"Oh, is it still a small gang of slanderers?" Lin Wushu frowned slightly, realizing that this person was "prepared".

However, no one could have guessed that Lin Wushu was thinking in his heart at this time: "Since I have crossed now, according to the routine, should I have a system or a standard configuration of a traverser such as a portable grandfather to help me solve the trouble in front of me, and then give me countless superpowers to reach the peak of my life?"

However, the idea is plump, and the reality is skinny.

After exhausting conventional routines such as mental meditation, as well as various non-mainstream summoning methods such as shaking his head, Lin Wudi finally understood one thing:

This crossing of his, it seems... It's so simple, no perks!

"Am I so unlucky?" Lin Wudi couldn't help but start to reflect, is it that the number of times he has helped his grandmother cross the road in the past few years is so bleak.

"Boy, if you pretend to be dumb and don't lose money, Lao Tzu will beat you to death!" The sturdy man saw Lin Wuyi stunned for a long time, and suddenly became impatient, and said viciously.

Hearing these arrogant words, Lin Wushu naturally wanted to break out and "fight for three hundred rounds" with him.

However, when he glanced down at his own body, which was not strong at all, and then looked up at the bulging muscles on the arms and chest of the other man, he immediately dispelled this thought.

"This little brother bumped into me on his own initiative, and I can't blame me for this!" Lin Wudi was solemn and said, "I believe that there must be people around here who will see it, and they can testify for me!"

"Really?" the sturdy man glanced at the spectators with cold eyes, and then asked, "Which of you saw the whole process?

As soon as the words fell, Lin Wudi immediately heard a lot of gossip.

"This guy is from the Martial Arts Society, I have an impression!"

"Martial arts club, then we can't afford to offend!"

"This kid riding a bicycle is the freshman named Lin Feng who had dinner with the Goddess of Dreams two days ago, right?"

"No wonder the people of the Martial Arts Club want to fix him!"

............

After listening to it for a while, Lin Wudi was stunned.

"What kind of martial arts club? I haven't heard of any university that has such a club! Could it be that these people have a problem with pronunciation, is it a dance club?" he muttered to himself, not knowing why.

However, what frustrated him the most was that no one came forward to testify for him, as if everyone around him was afraid of this muscular man.

"The people of the dance club are so powerful, so scared that these people don't dare to say a fair word?" Lin Wudi was puzzled, his face dazed.

"See, boy!" said the sturdy man, "no one can testify to you, that you hit my cousin on your bike, and that you will pay him for the medical bills immediately!"

After speaking, he also pinched the knuckles of his fingers, and the constant sound of breaking his fingers showed his toughness.

It seems that as long as Lin Wushu doesn't admit it, he will immediately come over and beat him up.

Lin Wushu straightened his waist and remained silent, as if he was listening to the words of a sturdy man.

"Look at the way you look, you don't want to lose money!" The sturdy man didn't seem to want to be verbose with Lin Wuyi, twisted his neck and said, "Then now I'll beat you up, and this matter will be over!"

Hearing this, Lin Wudi's gaze suddenly sank.

"I'm unlucky, I just ran into this thing when I wore it!" Lin Wudi, who was ready to be beaten into a pig's head, still didn't plan to beg for mercy.

"Zhang Feipeng, if you don't want to be beaten by me, just get away from me!" Suddenly, a cold woman's voice came.

Following the prestige, a young and beautiful woman with long hair tightly tied, wearing pure white floral short sleeves and light blue jeans slowly walked into everyone's sight.

"Lady of Dreams! This is the Goddess of Dreams!"

"This is the genius martial artist of our Jingda Martial Arts Club that is comparable to President Chu?"

"Good Peugeot's facial features, so handsome!"

"This temperament really deserves to be the first goddess of our Beijing University!"

............

As soon as the beautiful woman appeared, everyone's eyes were focused on her, and the praises and amazements were endless.

"Miss Qin, good morning!" said a sturdy man named Zhang Feipeng after taking a deep breath and greeting with a smiling face.

"I said it, get out!" the beautiful woman said indifferently.