After checking the documents, the school security guard handed them back to Situ Nan, and at the same time raised the remote control in his hand.

"Enter."

Situ Nan was a little unhappy.

Just a word?

What about your welcome leader?

What about your hat?

What about the smirk on your face?

Look down on my fourteen-year-old Santana, don't you?

How can you be a school security guard with such a snob.

What to do with teaching bad children?

Those are all the flowers and bones of the motherland.

They've learned, how still do I mix.

Situ Nan, who scolded all the way, didn't really want to find fault.

It's purely suffocated in the courtyard of the deep house, it's hard to come out for a walk, and the floor tiles are not in the right joints, so he has to comment a few words, and his mind is not good.

After finding a place to park the car, Situ Nan threw away his sunglasses and struggled to close the window.

Then he lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, bent down, touched the base of the car, and finally took out three large brown paper envelopes.

Two of them have already been opened.

That's the purpose of his trip.

Come pick up the last person.

Situ Nan flipped the last envelope, feeling very light.

The less information the easier it is, the last A4 paper with more than 20 pages took more than five hours to sign.

I have to say that in this Internet era, young people who have never seen anything in the world have a lot of eyes.

After opening the envelope, a photo slipped out.

After taking a look, I was a little disgusted.

It's too plain, like looking at a photo of your sister.

After pouring it twice, there was nothing.

Empty?

Just a photo?

Situ Nan was stunned.

Oh no, this is here to pick up people.

This is to invite the ancestors.

……

An Tong!

You can't be in love anymore!

Before the college entrance examination, he didn't like you anymore.

So, so you can't like him before the college entrance examination!

Be sure to study hard!

After the college entrance examination, what's that?

Hey, hey, hey......

In the first class, An Tong covered his face with a book and smirked.

And Yin Hang stood next to the trash can, silently punishing the station.

He was late.

The reason is simple, An Tong borrowed his mobile phone.

That's a multi-hating phone.

For example, alarm clocks.

There was a lot of things that happened yesterday, and An Tong was also a little upset, and he was going to sleep directly, but he turned over and over again before falling asleep.

After waking up, the comfort of sleeping until he woke up naturally made him a little strange.

When he felt empty on the pillow, he realized something.

Finally, the wall watch shows that there are seven minutes left......

Class!

Usually he is at school at this time!

Now you will be blocked by taxis, and you can only take the bus, at least in the congested section, there is a dedicated lane.

Buses run every six minutes on average.

After Yin Hang waited for more than half an hour, he arrived at four cars at the same time.

Subsequently, he saw the eighth peak of the morning in this world for the first time.

At the same time, I want to ask, which one is smart enough to choose two universities, a high school, a junior high school, and two elementary schools on the same street?

Yin Hang, who stood all the way on the crowded bus, continued to stop when he arrived at the school.

He felt that before he crossed over, he had read books for nearly twenty years, and the number of punishments and stops was not more than a month.

But fortunately, the worst fears have not happened yet.

After running the recess exercise, Yin Hang went to the door of An Tong's class, wanting to stop her and return her mobile phone to him when An Tong came back.

He also had to hand over his phone to the head teacher.

But when he found that only Jiang Shiyun walked back alone, he hurriedly ran over.

"Jiang Shiyun?"

"Alas, Yin Hang?"

Yin Hang was a little gasping because he had just finished running, and after looking behind her again, he asked, "Where is An Tong?" ”

"I don't know," Jiang Shiyun said a little disgusted: "What are you looking for her?" ”

"She borrowed my phone, and I have to get it back."

"Borrow your phone?" Jiang Shiyun shook her head: "There was a teacher in the first class who called An Tong away, and he hasn't returned until now...... Hey, don't you need me to get it for you? ”

"No!"

Realizing that something was wrong, Yin Hang rushed back to the classroom, and then he slammed his hand on a stack of books on his desk.

"In the first class, is there anyone coming, let's ...... Named? ”

"Roll call?" The same table was taken aback, and then recalled: "Oh, yes, I called Zhang Donglin out." ”

"Which one is Zhang Donglin?" Yin Hang was stunned, then patted his chest, and asked breathlessly, "No, no my name?" ”

"Uh...... If I have your words, I will tell you. ”

"Do you know where they went?"

"Office?" The table mate guessed a little confused.

Yin Hang took two steps back and immediately rushed out of the classroom.

There are 18 classes in one grade, and there are three grades in total.

If on average there are two to three people in a class.

That's about a hundred people.

Ordinary idle classrooms must not be accommodated, and the playground has no secrecy, so it must be in a place like a lecture hall.

When he walked around the teaching building and ran to the lecture hall, Yin Hang kept coughing, feeling a faint smell of blood in his throat.

However, in front of the main entrance of the lecture hall, there was a cordon, a 'requisitioning' sign stood in the hallway, and two women in cyan robes, who looked to be in their twenties, were standing in the shade chatting, and there was an open wooden box against the wall.

And on the side of the wooden box, leaning on two thin swords with a faint green.

This is supposed to be a traditional monk, right?

It is not an adaptive ability that is stimulated by relying on the tide of aura, but through cultivation, the meridians are opened, and then in the environment where the aura is becoming more and more intense, the aura is infused into the body, which is naturally different from ordinary people.

This is the route that Yin Hang regarded as the most guaranteed at the beginning.

As a result, he practiced like a headless fly for a month.

Now the results of the physical examination have also come out, which proves that he is not as good as the old man in the park, and he doesn't know what he has practiced.

At least at the uncle's age, he didn't have to breathe for an hour or two of sword energy, and now that he is running like this, he is about to lose his breath.

However, what Yin Hang couldn't understand was that Qin Shimao had clearly said that he was special, could it be that he was too special, a little extreme, and couldn't detect it?

He'd have to go see what's going on inside anyway.

Yin Hang remembered that when he first crossed here, he couldn't find the teaching building, and he once came here with a confused face.

The lecture hall is connected to the adjacent office building, which is a sealed wall, but the third floor of the office leads directly to the second floor of the lecture hall.

Yin Hang really had no strength, walked to the office building with weak feet, and walked around it before he found the path, which was stuffed with a dusty electric car.

Yin Hang squeezed over and found that there was no one.

Captain Yin breathed a sigh, it was not as rigorous as he imagined, as long as there were other people with territorial talents, he felt that he could blend in.

Walking through a section of the school's honor wall, he came to a corner, and turned around to the second floor of the lecture hall, but a cordon appeared at the end of the corridor that directly stunned him.

Yin Hang, who reacted, realized that he was stupid.

If you take the trail, you have to enter the avenue in the end, what are you thinking!