"Do you know the way to practice your mind?"

Early in the morning, Xu Yuanqing looked at the energetic students in the room and said mysteriously.

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

"That's going to do it."

Looking at everyone's blank expressions, Xu Yuanqing breathed a long sigh of relief and muttered to himself.

"There are still a lot of precautions about practicing the heart!"

"It's an honor to walk this road!"

"Of course, the rules of the Ink Academy are equivalent exchanges, only 20 credits, and I will pass on all my experience to you!"

After clearing his throat, Xu Yuanqing's expression became solemn, looked at everyone, and spoke.

In the room, only Xu Yuanqing's voice kept echoing, as well as the backs of several people.

"Hey, you have to believe in the credibility of a teacher!"

"Really, Tong Su is not a bully."

"You can see if I can do it!"

"Big brothers, take pity on me, let me earn some credits, the old thing of the vice principal deducted my salary for two months, and I can't afford to live..."

"The APP I made before still needs to be maintained every month, which is too special to burn money!"

Xu Yuanqing kept wailing.

Just watched as everyone packed up their belongings, pushed open the door and left.

Only Zhao Zicheng walked a little slower, deliberately going out last, looking east and west, and finally said softly: "Teacher Xu, buy your news for two credits, sell it or not." ”

"Impossible!"

Xu Yuanqing was shocked, looked at the bargaining genius in front of him, and refused without hesitation.

"Oh, forget it."

Zhao Zicheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and walked out the door.

Xu Yuanqing was suddenly anxious: "Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao, you wait, add a little, add a little, three credits, it won't work." ”

"My name is three words, and 3 is my lucky number!"

...

Zhao Zicheng paused, thought for a moment, and finally nodded: "Yes." ”

I took out my phone, operated it, and transferred the credits.

Xu Yuanqing smiled: "I'll tell you, when you practice your heart, don't litter and speak loudly!" ”

After saying that, he put away his phone, walked out the door quickly, and even started to trot at the end.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of the crowd, and his face was still full of joyful smiles.

Originally, I was thinking about deceiving Atai and Mu Yu, the two big fools.

I didn't expect to get three credits from Zhao Zicheng's hands, and I earned it by blood!

Zhao Zicheng froze in place, as if struck by lightning.

"Xu Datou, master, I don't share the sky with you!"

"Give me back the credits!"

In the midst of the grief and indignation shouts, Zhao Zicheng chased out, one after the other, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Hey, Zhao Zicheng was deceived?"

Sun Wen looked like he was watching the play, and he was amazed.

Mu Yu's expression was flat: "He is a fool, it's not normal to be deceived." ”

"Hey, hey."

Atai smiled innocently.

Sun Wenyu glanced at the two of them, as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed the words back.

You two...

How smart is it to be better than him...

……

Ink attic downstairs.

Sun Yingying's face was serious, and he didn't squint.

Even if it was his grandson standing opposite, he didn't have the idea of saying hello at all.

"You can be said to be the best young man in my Terran this year."

"Hmm... The same cannot be said either. ”

"One of the best young people, after all, there are still a few other good seedlings, just the ordinary point of the early performance."

"But you're still great!"

Realizing that what he said seemed to be too absolute, Sun Yingying thought about it and perfected his words again.

For a while, everyone couldn't even tell whether he was praising himself or scolding himself.

Let's talk about it, it's not like a boast.

Say scolding... But it's a boast.

"Forget it, don't go through these formalities."

"Come with me."

As if he had reacted to something, Sun Yingying decisively changed the topic, turned around and left.

For the rest of his life, several people silently followed.

Xu Yuanqing stood in place, looking at the figures of several people leaving, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Little ones, get this done, you..."

"It's the true sense of the Terran Tianjiao."

"It's a pity... I didn't even go through it back then. ”

"I can only brag."

Xu Yuanqing shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, just leaning against the wall, looking at the blue sky, as if he had some memories, once...

The embarrassed appearance of barely graduating from the Ink Academy.

……

The deepest part of the city, the middle of nowhere, the low mountain.

The surroundings are quiet.

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, only a trace of elegance remains, looking at the lush green mountains, which is desirable.

"Many people in the outside world say that the human race has a sacred mountain."

"At the top of the mountain, there is the temple of the human race."

"Even to enter this temple as a lifelong honor."

"There are mountains, but they are low mountains."

"There are palaces, but they are brick houses."

"What this mountain represents is not honor, but a habitat left to them by the twilight."

"Go ahead, kids."

"Go climb this mountain."

"To walk in the footsteps of those who came before us."

"Go and see a different landscape."

"I'm at the top of the mountain, waiting for you."

Sun Yingying's footsteps at the front stopped, turned around, and looked at everyone, his expression was serious, and his figure slowly dissipated.

Faintly, the whole low mountain seemed to shake slightly.

It was as if wisps of faint energy rose up and enveloped the mountain.

The fog was thick, leaving only six blue brick paths, deep in the mist, and there was no end in sight.

Several people looked at each other.

Sun Wen took a deep breath and stepped into the stairs first, his figure disappearing into the mist.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Zicheng, Lin Xiaoxiao, Mu Yu, Atai...

They each embarked on their own paths.

Yu Sheng stood at the foot of the mountain, touched his schoolbag, and stepped forward.

The surrounding scene changes in an instant.

There is no such thing as a low mountain.

There is no bustling city behind him.

Instead, a barren ruin emerged.

The wreckage of ruins can be seen everywhere.

The ground was stained with blood, and a celebrity sat in the ruins, setting up a fire and dressed in rags.

Occasionally, there is only despair in his eyes.

To life, to the future...

Wherever they looked, there was darkness and no light.

The baby's cry sounded from time to time, breaking the dead silence, but it seemed more depressed and uneasy.

It seems that just looking at it will make people feel solemn.

A deafening roar.

A huge monster beast passed by from a distance, saliva constantly flowing from the corners of its mouth, exuding a fishy smell.

A pair of eyes with the size of a head looked around.

Tyrannical, restless.

It's as if you want to choose someone to eat.

A celebrity clan panicked and with a little numbness, got up and fled, hiding in the corner of the ruins, without saying a word.