Xiang Ji saw a somewhat dilapidated and low school.

It's so familiar, isn't this what my school was like when I was in elementary school?

This is the school's three-story school building, and then it was changed to four floors? Well, that's not right. It seems to be three floors. There is a playground over there, and in front of the playground is the school's flag-raising platform, but the flagpole is so old and black, shouldn't it be a shiny silver white paint?

Oh, that seems right, the thick iron flagpole with a layer of dark rust on it, isn't it black? The flag-raising platform was later expanded, and a new large brick platform was built in front of the original small cement platform, and cement was also paved with tiles. Well, yes, that's why the table should be that big.

Well? It doesn't seem right? It's not in the right direction! How do I remember that the position of this platform is not in the direction of the playground? But the memory just now is correct? Which memory is true? Oops! No matter! It's here anyway.

Xiang Ji saw a lot of familiar things, compared with their position and form in his memory, some were right and some were wrong, but they all seemed to be correct; many things he remembered as if they weren't like this, but Xiang Ji couldn't think about them, and he couldn't think of anything. Because if you think about it, there's nothing wrong with it, does it?

In short, Xiang Ji kept doubting in the constant discovery, doubt, and denial, but in the end, all this became normal in the process of doubt. Everything is normal, all the doubts are gone, the world seems to be like this, right, the world is like this, everything is reasonable.

Carrying a small schoolbag sewn from canvas, Xiang Ji hurriedly ran towards the school gate. I'm about to be late! The huge quartz clock hanging on the school building is about to point to 8 o'clock. Oops! After all, I still didn't catch up! When I ran to the gate, the bell had already rang at 8 o'clock, and I was late! What should I do? On the first day of school, woo~

"You're late!!, which class?" ordered the student on duty at the school gate, and the three bars on the other party's arm were particularly dazzling.

I won't say it! I don't care about him, I'll just rush over! Anyway, I'm tall and long-legged, and he can't outrun me! Don't let the teacher catch me being late! Woo~

Xiang Ji ran to the door of the classroom in his memory and found that the teacher had already entered the classroom, so desperate! Fortunately, the back door of the classroom was still open, and there was no endless road! My seat was in the last row! It was so good!

Looking at the gap where the teacher turned around, Xiang Jimao rushed to his seat with a swish. Haha! I'm safe! I'm lucky I'm fast!

The female teacher turned around, looked down, and said with a smile:

"Hello students!"

"Old ~teacher~ good!" replied the child at the top of his voice.

"Okay! Today is the first day of the new semester, let's take the roll call, and the students who have their names will shout, understand?"

"Sun Xiaohong!"

"Here!"

"Wang Xiaoming!"

"Here!" ......

"Okay, everybody's here. Let's come to class!" said the female teacher, closing the roster.

"Today we learn the first lesson, ancient poetry, chivalrous travel!"

Hey, why didn't the teacher call my name? The first lesson was not right? The teacher was in the wrong class! Of course, the good boy Xiang Ji couldn't let the teacher make mistakes, and raised his right arm high.

"Report!"

"Huh?"

"Teacher, you are in the wrong class! Didn't you say it last semester? The first lesson we are going to learn is the first understanding of the meridians! Also, you haven't called my name yet, teacher!" Xiang Ji stood up and said loudly to the teacher.

The classroom was quiet all of a sudden, and the atmosphere was a little cold, did I say something wrong? After a long time, the beautiful female teacher spoke:

"What's this classmate's name?"

"My name is Xiang Ji!" said Xiang Ji loudly.

"Xiang Ji, let me see, there is no you on the roster? Is there a classmate named Xiang Ji in our class?" the teacher asked suspiciously.

Xiang Ji suddenly felt as if he had made a mistake, and a sense of catastrophe came to his mind.

"No, teacher. ”

"Teacher, I know, he's in the wrong classroom!" a child's voice cried out cheerfully.

"Yes, he's from the next class. Another voice.

"Hey, from the next class, we don't go to the first understanding of the meridians! Our class is going to go to the chivalrous journey! Go back to your own class!"

"Yes, go back to your own class! You're so stupid!"

"Haha! I don't even recognize my own class, I'm really stupid!"

It's a shame! Xiang Ji slipped out of the back door of this classroom like a mourning exam. Well, I'm going to have to find the right class this time! I'm going to have to look at it a few more times this time. Xiang Ji was secretly annoyed and made up his mind.

This time it wouldn't be wrong, Xiang Ji pushed open the yellow-painted iron-clad wooden door. Huh? This seems to be my middle school classroom? That door is not right, it is double-open, and there is no such door in the elementary school classroom, what's going on? Middle school?

At this moment, there were few students in the classroom, and a teacher was standing on the podium to pack up his things, and asked in surprise:

"Who are you looking for?"

You can't make a mistake in the classroom again, right?"

"I'm here to report. ”

"What's your name?" the female teacher began to flip through the roster.

"Uh, Item. My name is Xiang Ji. Xiang Ji said with some apprehension.

"Well, Xiang Ji, with your name. Come, check that the school still has a student number. ”

"Xiang Ji, Shenwu Elementary School?

"Yes, it's me. "This time I finally found the right class, Xiang Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, the basic external skills are eight layers and nine sections, the basic internal skills are 10 layers, the basic light skills are nine layers and the seven stages are three, the hidden weapons are eight layers and the four stages, and there are also basic metaphysics, high-level?

"Very good transcript, good student! Good boy! Just stay a little bit, you only come when the report is over? Don't do this next time!" the female teacher said with a chuckle.

"Well, it's a little late. Teacher, is there anything else I can do?" Xiang Ji was a little embarrassed by laughter.

"Oh, it's nothing. You clean the classroom with them. The teacher pointed to the students below.

"Okay. Xiang Ji obediently picked up the broom and turned around. !!!!Good...... At that moment, there was only such an incomplete adjective in his heart, and there was a silent boom in his ears!

Unprepared, everything happens unexpectedly. At this moment, he saw a girl who was swinging a broom and turning her body, bowing her head slightly, a very good girl. She didn't notice Xiang Ji's gaze, just stared intently at the ground, and her pure ear-length hair fell down, gently covering her delicate ears.

Xiang Ji's head was buzzing, he couldn't see the style of the clothes the girl was wearing, and he couldn't see the girl's charming face clearly, he only saw an arc, the girl's body bowed slightly, that beautiful arc!

At this moment, Xiang Ji knew that for the rest of his life, he would never be able to forget this arc again, he was hit by a dangerous bullet, and the shock wave instantly stopped his body and mind.

Why do you still refuse to let me see your face clearly? Are you avoiding me, or have the years not painted your face with the appearance you should have? Or has your image gradually blurred in my mind? No! I remember, I always remember it clearly! No matter how the years have washed away, it has never diluted my thoughts about you.

Even if I can't touch your face through the long river of time, your silver laughter has always surrounded my ears, and your breath will always remain in my heart, and that shadow, that arc, is so real, so palpable, although it always seems to be elusive! "Oh, is she? Nangong Wan'er, a very good girl. She was the most qualified in our class. ”

Her name is Wan'er?

Nangong Wan'er?

Wan'er~......

Divine Soldier World.

At this time, the Wan'er girl in Xiang Jimeng's dream had just finished another round of her experience in the rivers and lakes.

For several years in the Central Plains, the Tiger Village, which has hundreds of martial arts masters, was completely wiped out by this young girl overnight. The fierce thieves and bandits with strong martial arts in the village all ended up in different places.

Of course, in the eyes of the world, the little girl should be a teenager, a young hero with a prominent family. "Welcome to the young master!" The servants guarding the gate knelt down and greeted this young master who had become famous in the rivers and lakes in recent years.

But the young master's temperament seemed to be quite cold and arrogant, and he swept through the gate with a light effort, and drifted straight into the depths of the splendid and elegant building complex behind the door, without paying any attention to these families.

Fortunately, everyone has long been used to this, and they don't think there is anything abnormal. "The young master is so clever and light!" Some of the gatekeepers enviously talked about the amazing light skills that the young man had just glimpsed. "I heard that a few days ago, the Tiger Village on the boundary of Bozhou was bulldozed by the young master overnight, and the strength of many masters of the Tiger Village is so vulnerable! It is conceivable that the young master's martial arts have entered the territory in the past few years!" The well-informed family showed off his latest information to his companions.

And the protagonist of the topic has returned to her own room at the moment, and immediately locked the door.

The girl's unpretentious attitude towards the people in the family is certainly due to her own identity and personality characteristics. But the eagerness to go home this time also has something to do with the fact that she has been worried for a few days.

Ever since she had exterminated the Tiger Village a few days ago, she had felt uneasy, and today she felt even more frightened, as if something bad was about to happen. "Wan'er~" A voice began to call her in a low voice in her heart, if there was nothing.

Where this premonition came from and why this voice came from, the girl actually knew it in her heart.

She knew that one of her special friends was probably in danger. And this friend, in this world, only she can see, and only she can help him. The girl needs a safe environment to meet this friend.

Meditate cross-legged on a wooden bed, restrained. Through a mysterious connection, the girl successfully communicates to another world.

Wood, what the hell is wrong with you?!

You have to hold on!

Wait for me.