"Gross!"

Although Feng Xue didn't really spit out the overnight meal, but poured the food that had been packed from the cafeteria into it with an extremely delicate technique, the ghost brother still let out an extremely miserable hiss, and then shook his wavy neck like a big rope and withdrew from the window.

At this time, Feng Xue still maintained that sleepy posture, rubbed her eyes slowly, and then touched a pair of glasses from the bedside and put them on her face, and said inexplicably:

"Huh? It's weird, I think I'm throwing up? Is it a dream? ”

After speaking, he shook his head, just sat at the head of the bed, took the photocopy of the notebook and flipped it up, looking like a good student.

But maybe it was because the psychological shadow of his shocking vomit on the long-necked ghost was too heavy, and he waited in the dormitory for half an hour, but he didn't see the ghost come back to take revenge.

"It's almost time."

Feng Xue closed the notebook and put it in her schoolbag, and after the routine was incomprehensible to the dormitory, she returned to the second and third classes of high school.

It's just that the moment he stepped into the door, his eyes suddenly cast over, and the suddenly focused gaze stabbed Feng Xue.

", the standard line of sight kills, right?"

Feng Xue restrained her darkened face and looked back, and then found that ......

Everyone's eyes didn't seem to be right.

The little thirty people in the class are not looking at the strange talk or the cold and gloomy in ghost movies, nor is it a strange godless direct gaze, but a kind of ......

There was a sense of curiosity in the dazedness.

However, this disappeared again in a very short time, and after that moment of silence, everyone began to communicate again.

Feng Xue began to wonder if he had triggered some special mechanism, until he heard that a classmate who was having dinner with him at noon today was bragging to other boys-

"What are you lying to, I slept for a while at noon today, and when I get up, it's called a pillar of optimus! If you don't believe it, are those girls who like to sleep in class older than girls who study all day? ”

", that's it?"

Feng Xue felt "sleepy" in her heart for a while, but she didn't have the idea of letting her guard down, carefully stuffed the salt that appeared out of thin air into her schoolbag, and then sat back on her seat and began to read.

This time did not last long, because soon, as the monotonous bell was ringing, the head teacher walked into the classroom with a black face, and all the noise fell silent in an instant.

"Starting from Li Xiaoming in the first row, each person recites one sentence!"

When the students in the classroom heard this, they were in an uproar, and when the head teacher heard this voice, he immediately frowned and said:

"Why, after a few days off, I forgot to study before class? How did I teach you before? And the texts in the first chapter of the textbook are very important, let you memorize them for your own good, start now, Li Xiaoming, you come first! ”

"!"

Listening to the classmate known as Li Xiaoming standing up, Feng Xue, who stumbled and recited the first sentence, rolled her eyes, and immediately opened the textbook, looking at the content of this first lesson, it was actually Dou E's injustice.

Good guys, this thing......

"Can you carry it?" Feng Xue counted the heads, and when he saw his own sentences, in order to avoid the "teacher, I didn't memorize" and "You stand, the next one, and then his back", he looked back and forth twice, and after confirming that there were no pits, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He wasn't worried that his actions were too obvious, after all, nine of the ten people in the class were cramming improvised.

Of course, he is an exception at the same table.

"It's a good table mate at the level of weird talk!"

Feng Xue sighed in her heart, but she looked like a good student, but before she could wait for him, a terrible scream came from next door-

"I'll rob you immortals!"

In the midst of the scolding, the powerful aura was overwhelmingly suppressed, but it was only a few breaths, and the suffocating feeling quietly disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

"Another dead player?"

Feng Xue sighed secretly in her heart, but she didn't have any intention of being distracted, but concentrated on coping with the test from the teacher and classmates.

After so many levels, Feng Xue still didn't see any traces of the elements, which made him a little concerned.

……

Sunday, September 2, 2001, weather, fine

Feng Xue sat in the classroom with a stationery bag, looking at the test paper in front of her, her face darkened.

There is no way not to be dark, because the phantom thing in his heart is spread out in front of him like this at this time-

Name: Phantom Object: The first semester of the second and third classes of the high school Chinese survey paper

Elements: [Knowledge], [Exam], [Q&A], [Survey]

Introduction: The new semester test paper of XX Higher Experimental High School contains various questions about the language, please be sure to answer them carefully.

Note: You may be able to challenge the blank paper, there are surprises!

……

"I don't want to ask what the surprise is!"

Feng Xue grinned, and finally forcibly darkened the urge to complain, who knows if he took out a bag of salt in the examination room, would it be regarded as cheating by the invigilator who was not easy to mess with at first glance?

Uh, wait~!

Feng Xue suddenly felt a flash of inspiration, as if Conan had been hit in the back of the head with a laser sniper rifle, and then, with a handful of it, he activated the power of the money printing machine, rubbed out a small amount of banknotes, and then copied the answer to the dictation question on it.

"No Thoughts!"

There was no need to use his hands, just his thoughts, and a spiritual qi wrapped the roll of banknotes, flying from the blind corner of the invigilator, sticking to the ground to the feet of a student who was farthest away from Feng Xue - in the roll call, all the teachers gave him evaluations, all of them were "problem students".

"Smack!"

The sound of the paper roll hitting the wood was very slight, but it was extremely harsh to the invigilator.

He twisted his head at an angle close to the limit of human beings, and then his body slowly turned with his neck, and the stiff feeling instantly reminded people from the original normal campus plot that this was actually a supernatural set.

With the invigilator's movements, the original shutting sound of writing in the classroom also stopped abruptly at this moment.

"What is this?"

The teacher looked at the small denomination banknote on the ground, looked up at the scumbag on the desk, and looked at the banknote, slightly concerned, tangled for a while, and said truthfully:

"Money?"

"Yours?" The invigilator asked, but his eyes never took off the coin, and the scumbag hesitated and wanted to nod, but he still restrained himself and shook his head.

Seeing this, the invigilator reached out and picked up the banknotes on the ground, slowly spread them out, and as the text appeared in front of his eyes, his expression, which was originally quite peaceful, immediately became hideous-

"You, stand up!"

About Yang Wei, this is true, lack of sleep will lead to flat chest and Yang Wei, I don't believe you can take a look, girls who study well in high school are basically flat, and uneven are basically uneven before junior high school.

In addition, about Yang Wei's threat theory, this is also a classic, how we advertise the mask during the epidemic, we don't wear it, but I don't know who spread a sentence about the epidemic that caused Yang Wei, and all the big men obediently wore masks.

As for why the ghost didn't resist...... When you eat drunk shrimp, can you think of the shrimp suddenly spitting out you?

(End of chapter)