According to the rules of conservation of two-phase physical luck, Chen He has jumped from a low-level genetic person to a key person who can partner with peerless beauties, and the probability is so small that it is close to non-existent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Originally, he should, easily be able to accept, the fact that he can't enjoy the treatment of key people.

It's just that in this case, it is really an impossible task to ask him to become a monk.

Chen He returned to the dormitory in a daze almost under the control of his subconscious.

Although the dormitory building of Zhongtian University, where he lives, has been renovated several times, it still maintains the wartime design style, which is simple, practical and sturdy.

At this moment, in the corridor on the ninth floor of the dormitory, there are crowds.

Before Chen He had time to react, the fat man Wan Youlong had already led a large group of classmates to surround him.

"Chen He! I didn't expect you to be a scheming man, usually serious, but secretly full of flowers. Wan Youlong was furious, and he drank at Chen He all the time.

Chen He is low-key and rarely pays attention to the criticism of others, but he doesn't want to avoid Wan Youlong's unreasonable reprimand at this moment.

"Wan Youlong, I'm serious, or a fancy intestine, what's the matter with you?"

Chen He resolutely stood in front of Wan Youlong, although the two of them were of the same size, but the well-proportioned muscles of his whole body and a masculine aura between his eyebrows instantly suppressed Wan Youlong's momentum.

"Why is it none of my business? It's everyone's business! If it weren't for you secretly doing evil, how could everyone lose their crushes at the same time? This is tantamount to a collective breakup!"

Wan Youlong, who had been prepared for a long time, used only one sentence to completely arouse the emotions of the students who followed behind him.

"That's it, tell me quickly, what did you and Teacher He do just now?!"

The crowd at the scene was indignant, and Chen He had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer this dilemma for him.

"It's nothing, Teacher He and I were discussing life just now!"

The explanation given by Chen He was very pale and lacked the slightest sincerity, and even he would not believe it.

The people, who were deeply tormented by curiosity and jealousy, suddenly became manic, and they took turns to extract confessions.

Chen He, who was messy in the wind, struggled to break free from the crowd, but was annoyed to find that his wallet was in Wan Youlong's hands.

That night, in the box on the second floor of the expensive Yinfeng Building, there were ghosts and wolves howling from classmates, and Chen He's heart-wrenching sighs.

The concentrated release of suppressed desires made the students go crazy.

A dozen or so weak teenagers who usually wilt and chirp actually consumed all the inventory beer in the restaurant.

Chen He, who didn't drink at all, also used wine to kill his sorrows, and drank until he was eight points drunk.

"Chen He, you take the beauty of Lao Tzu, I want to fight with you!"

"Rabbit cub, what kind of green onion are you, Chen He's family is so talented and beautiful, but you kid, you don't deserve to lift my shoes!"

The classmates quietly split into two factions, one faction was envious, jealous and hated by Chen He, and the other faction was envious and jealous of love.

After the two sides decided on their positions, they began to ridicule each other and refused to give in to each other.

Table tennis!

An unfinished bottle of beer was slammed to the ground, foam splashing all over the body, but no one really wanted to do anything.

"Stop!"

In the corner of the room, a roar erupted, and a swaying figure stood up, it was the rich second-generation Wan Youlong.

Wan Youlong was a little crazy at the moment, he kept jumping and shouting, and slapped his hand on the table, shouting loudly without any restraint: "Hypocrisy! It's all hypocrisy! You know what love is? What is true love?"

"It's just me, it's just me!

A few words, so that the originally noisy crowd immediately calmed down, no one expected this situation.

In the eyes of everyone, Wan Youlong is a dazzling rich second generation, and he will never have a crush on He Bize.

"Every class, I wrote a love letter to Teacher He, and wrote ten letters! Every time I handed it to her by hand, she always sternly refused and warned me never to do it again! To this day, she doesn't even know my name. Wan Youlong choked up and continued.

Everyone was even more shocked, there were many people who wrote love letters to Mr. He, and the answers were the same.

After being warned by He Bize, no one dared to write a second love letter, but Wan Youlong wrote a full ten.

Everyone was impressed by the rich second generation in front of them, no matter what their previous impression was.

"Chen He, how can you be virtuous? Why are you favored by Teacher He?" Wan Youlong beat his chest and shouted like crazy.

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, Chen He hurriedly got up and explained: "Things are not as you think!"

Chen He wanted to explain clearly, but he couldn't tell the truth of the matter, and in the eyes of everyone, there were no three hundred taels of silver here.

"Of course it's not like I thought!" Wan Youlong cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Teacher He usually flirts with you, but today she confessed to you, but you cruelly rejected her! Because you are too inferior and feel that you are not worthy of her!"

"What?!"

Wan Youlong's serious expression when he spoke instantly deceived everyone, and the scene was in a commotion.

The drunken crowd exploded the pot, and many people had already picked up the bench, ready to shoot Chen He to death.

Fortunately, Wan Youlong's drunkenness continued to escalate, diverting everyone's attention in time.

"The person who really has low self-esteem should be me! You call me the rich second generation, but in fact I am a mallet! Until now, I am still a virgin, who can understand this kind of pain?" Wan Youlong said about the sore spot, and he actually cried loudly.

The incomparably extravagant pain of the rich second generation is not something that everyone can understand, but everyone can feel the truth of Wan Youlong's pain.

The scene fell silent for a while, and Wan Youlong successfully won the first place in the miserable competition.

"A group of disciples, and a stinky and shameless rich second generation!"

At this moment, a shout came from outside the crowd. Everyone looked fixedly, and it was a man in black who spoke.

The man in black who suddenly appeared, although he looked gentle, exuded a fierce momentum around his body, which made everyone's hearts feel terrified.

"Who is the disciple, what's wrong with the rich second generation? I think you are stinky and shameless!"

Wan Youlong, who was very sad, heard the shouting like a triggered spring, jumped up from his chair, and rushed to the man in black, like a big mountain blocking his way.

The man in black didn't move at all, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Wan Youlong's arm, which was half a head tall, and then twisted it to his side at will, twisting it like a twist, and pressed Wan Youlong to death on the ground.

"What?!I think I'm a mallet, I can bend it!" said the man in black coldly.

Wan Youlong lay on the ground with his face down, grinning in pain, but his throat seemed to be tightly locked, and he couldn't scream.

The man in black was actually self-cultivation, and all the students present immediately looked at each other and didn't dare to make a sound.

Only Chen He, who was at the front of the crowd, was suddenly pushed vigorously, and involuntarily staggered to the side of the man in black.

"Huh!"

The man in black turned his head to glance at Chen He, with a hint of strangeness in his eyes, but he was not polite.

"You disciple, do you want to bend too?" the man in black shouted in a rough voice with round eyes.

In an instant, an invisible pressure struck, Chen He's heart sank, and he glanced at the helpless Wan Youlong on the ground, and he really couldn't bear to retreat.

In the end, he was ruthless, suddenly grabbed the arm of the man in black, and pulled it back hard.

The man in black did not have thick arms, but his body did not move like a stone statue, and his eyes looked at Chen He coldly, revealing a look of displeasure.

"Let go!" the man in black shouted in a deep voice, his tone was very strange, as if he was deliberately hiding something.

"You let go of my classmates first!"

After Chen He jerked a few times, he found that there was no effect, so he had to shout.

"Then don't blame me!"

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, his arm lifted his clothes to make the wind, and he actually lifted Chen He high, as if he was not affected by gravity.

Chen He felt that his body was instantly out of order and stiffened, like a fried twist. With his feet off the ground, he flew towards the ceiling, unable to make any resistance.

"Humph!"

The man in black let out a soft snort in his nostrils, with a smug expression on his face, but the next moment it suddenly froze.

"Hah!"

In mid-air, Chen He forcibly got rid of his restraints, let out a loud shout, stomped on the ceiling hard, and rushed down towards the man in black like an eagle.

Even if the man in black was strong and caught off guard, he couldn't stop Chen He's impact, so he had to retreat.

Wan Youlong on the ground took the opportunity to stretch out his hand, and suddenly the man in black lost his balance in an instant, and rolled straight downstairs.

Chen He was also taken and rolled downstairs together.

Thump!

The two fell heavily to the floor on the first floor, but fortunately Chen He fell on it and was not injured, but his lips were pressed against a piece of warmth.

At first, he felt okay, but when he came back to his senses, he felt very sick.

"Ahh

Chen He jumped up like crazy, desperately spitting and spitting!

"You!you!What are you talking about?!"

The man in black also jumped up quickly, his expression was very strange, and he shouted on tiptoe.

"I've kissed the dog's mouth, can't I bah?!"

Chen He, who had just been taken away from his first kiss, completely forgot the strength of his opponent, and roared wildly with a little bit of alcohol.

"A dog can't spit out ivory!"

The man in black was furious, flew forward and waved at the back of Chen He's neck, and then turned to leave.

Chen He's eyes darkened, he lost consciousness and fell to the ground, unconscious.

In a long slumber, Chen He dreamed of a strange golden giant eye hanging high in the sky, silently staring at a strange verdant grassland.

The golden eyes glow with a warm light, and there is a sacred feeling that illuminates all things.

The verdant grassland is full of vitality, like the purest pigment rendering, which makes people can't help but give birth to the urge of spring.

The dream is quiet and beautiful, but it is faintly unsettling, like an alien world.

Chen He wanted to leave immediately, so he started running on the grassland, but suddenly a miserable scream came from his ears, and he suddenly woke up.

"Wan Youlong?!"

Chen He took advantage of the outdoor light to see Wan Youlong lying on the ground at the head of the bed, and couldn't help but sit up.

"What's the ghost called??,Yesterday I was so tired that I couldn't walk when I came back from carrying you, so I'll make do here, as for kicking me down!" Wan Youlong rubbed his sleepy eyes and explained very dissatisfied.

"Thank you then!" Chen He gasped, feeling a little embarrassed, so he asked, "The man in black didn't embarrass you, right?"

"No, he was gone when we came down!" Wan Youlong replied with a sigh of relief.

"What a weirdo!"

Chen sighed casually, but he always felt a little strange in his heart, but his mind was blank and he couldn't sort it out for a while.

"Chen He, I have a stomachache and I have to go to the public toilet. ”

At this moment, Wan Youlong had already gotten up from the ground and spoke.

"Well, do you have the key? Wait until you go back to your dormitory to sleep!" Chen He turned over on the bed and asked casually.

"Okay!"

After Wan Youlong responded, he groped his way towards the door of the dormitory, but after a while, he walked back again.

"Damn, the power went out suddenly, and it's too dark inside the public toilets!" Wan Youlong muttered.

The public toilet is usually very gloomy, and it is even more scary after the power outage, so it is no wonder that Wan Youlong does not dare to go in alone.

Although Chen He was reluctant, he couldn't bear Wan Youlong's bitter pleading, so he decided to accompany him over.

Crash!

In the silence and darkness, the flush toilet was loud, even a little deafening.

After the sound subsided, there was even more dead silence all around.

Suddenly, a strange red light flashed in front of the two of them.

"Chen He, something is wrong!" Wan Youlong said in a trembling voice while still sitting on the toilet.

"I'm afraid of you!"

Chen He responded in a daze, but suddenly there was a shocking noise in his ears.

Rumble!

Thump!

Crash!

The two of them rushed desperately towards the door, but the scene in front of them made them instantly stunned!

After the earth-shattering noise, the dormitory on the opposite side of the corridor had all disappeared, leaving only a thick dust mist rising from below.