After the flag-raising ceremony, it was the head teacher's lecture, listening to the head teacher's reasoning, Jiang Xiaofan felt bored and bored, so he simply didn't look over his head and looked at the scenery outside the window. The head teacher has been leading this class for a year, and for students with problems like Jiang Xiaofan, as long as Jiang Xiaofan does not harass his classmates and does not make trouble in the class, he will turn a blind eye to Jiang Xiaofan, and Jiang Xiaofan will do whatever he likes. Now seeing Jiang Xiaofan just looking out the window, he is Amitabha Buddha in his heart.

Listening to the head teacher's chattering words, Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but smile bitterly. Compared with the head teacher, her nominal mother is much better than her, and her own mother is simply a fairy who comes in the breeze!

Finally, a 45-minute class was over, Jiang Xiaofan hurriedly ran out of the classroom, came to the side of the campus pool rockery, breathed in the fresh air, and couldn't help but wonder if he was sick, why did he come to the school to confine himself in this small classroom.

However, after less than 10 minutes of rest, the bell rang for class, Jiang Xiaofan smiled helplessly, and had to return to the classroom. This class is a Chinese class, and it is still the head teacher Xu Fenglai who walked in. Now let's come to the first unit of the school's Chinese textbook, "Border City", which was written by Mr. Shen Congwen, and contains profound ......."

Jiang Xiaofan held his cheek with his right hand, poked the pen with his left hand, and looked straight out of the window with his eyes, his thoughts had already traveled around the world.

Xu Fenglai, the head teacher, noticed Jiang Xiaofan's appearance and coughed, "It's already the third year of high school, and the students should study quickly, especially the students who have been absent from class for more than ten days for some reason. ”

However, Jiang Xiaofan ignored it and still looked out the window steadily. Xu Fenglai was so angry that he hurriedly cleaned up his mood and calmed down. "Students, let's continue to study "Border City". This article ......"

Jiang Xiaofan didn't realize that the head teacher was referring to him, but Jiang Xiaofan's heart was not here, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it. Coupled with Jiang Xiaofan's divine sense, it is naturally more than enough to understand an article, and even unforgettable. Today's Jiang Xiaofan is no longer what he used to be, if he is willing, Jiang Xiaofan can get a full score at any time. Jiang Xiaofan looked out the window, watching the butterflies flying outside the window, trying to perceive the trajectory of the butterflies. Although he couldn't cultivate, Jiang Xiaofan still felt the aura of heaven and earth all the time, hoping that one day he could cultivate again.

finally got up until the bell rang for the end of class, Jiang Xiaofan stood up and stretched, and was about to find a place to rest, when the music of radio gymnastics was broadcast on the radio. "SHIT!" Jiang Xiaofan secretly scolded in his heart, "Don't go, this boring radio gymnastics is not good-looking, resolutely don't go!" When he walked out of the classroom, Jiang Xiaofan took the opportunity to leave the class team and trotted all the way to the school commissary.

"Oh, isn't this the big and young Xiaofan classmates in the class next door! I came to the commissary to buy food again!" The words fell, and a classmate with loose hair, slender eyebrows, rat eyes, and thin nose and lips appeared in front of Jiang Xiaofan. Jiang Xiaofan glanced at it and recognized him as Zhang Zhijun from Class 10 next door, who followed him all the year round and ate with him, always flattering himself before and after him.

"Oh, it's Zhang Zhijun, come, buy something to eat. ”

"Thank you, Fan Shao, you're welcome. Zhang Zhijun unceremoniously ordered the plum, the cone, unpacked it and ate it deliciously.

"Tell me, what's the matter. Jiang Xiaofan's face was expressionless, with melon seeds in his mouth.

"Fan Shao is really smart, look at this. Zhang Zhijun mysteriously took out a few black cockroaches from his trouser pocket.

"Plastic cockroaches, what are you going to do with them?" Jiang Xiaofan looked at the plastic cockroaches, and then remembered what he had done before, and his heart was amused.

"What else can you do! If you don't like any female classmate, you can put this cockroach on her and scare her!" Zhang Zhijun smiled wickedly.

"......" If it was Jiang Xiaofan in the past, he might really do this. But now Jiang Xiaofan has already been replaced, so he naturally disdains such a child's trick. "Can it be a little new? It's like this every time, who can scare it?"

"Hehe, this ......" Zhang Zhijun smiled smirkedly and said no more.

"Eat your stuff!" Jiang Xiaofan didn't want to dwell on it more, his deep gaze swept over Zhang Zhijun, and then he lowered his head and silently swallowed melon seeds.

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Zhijun was stared at, feeling that his soul was trembling, and muttered in his heart how this mortal shao seemed to be a different person, how did he feel different from before?

"Ah, it's really a grievance!" Jiang Xiaofan saw Wang Jianlong walking towards the commissary from afar, and couldn't help but scold. At this time, the recess exercise was over, and Jiang Xiaofan left the commissary and walked to the teaching building.

"Fan Shao, where are you going?" Seeing this, Zhang Zhijun hurriedly picked up a snack and followed.

"Go back to your own class, don't follow me!" Jiang Xiaofan had no intention of dealing with Zhang Zhijun, leaving a word and disappearing.

Jiang Xiaofan came to the teaching building, turned around and went into the toilet. Closing the door, Jiang Xiaofan's divine sense spread out, listening to the voice of Wang Jianlong more than ten meters away. Jiang Xiaofan, who sensed the limit of his divine sense, smiled bitterly in his heart, this distance of ten or so meters, even a normal person can hear it, compared with the time when the divine consciousness covered thousands of miles in the fairy world, the current divine consciousness is simply useless, the only benefit is that he can hear other people's whispers, he is really angry.

Bell bell, after a while, the class bell rang, Jiang Xiaofan came back from the toilet and came to the classroom, sitting calmly, still looking at the scenery outside the window.

This class is a mathematics class, and the teacher who came to teach was Liu Wei, who is said to have won the title of outstanding teacher in the city, is nearly fifty years old, wears a pair of reading glasses, and his face is full of wrinkles. At first, Jiang Xiaofan still felt quite interested, and then he was not interested, as he looked out the window as before, and let Mr. Liu Wei on the podium talk about dragons and phoenixes dancing and falling from the sky.

Ringing ring, the 45-minute class time has passed, and Teacher Liu Wei cleaned up the podium and walked out of the classroom, which also means that Jiang Xiaofan can have a 10-minute break. The bitterness in Jiang Xiaofan's heart became even stronger, when will he be a head, if he continues like this, he will really not be able to cultivate.

Finally stayed up until the morning class was over, Jiang Xiaofan trotted all the way out of the school, and as soon as he left the school gate, he heard someone shouting: "Fan Shao, this way!" Jiang Xiaofan fixed his eyes and saw that it was Zhang Zhijun.

"Huh, what's the matter?"

"Fan Shao, let's go, go and fight a wave!" Zhang Zhijun smiled and invited Jiang Xiaofan again and again.

Jiang Xiaofan looked at Zhang Zhijun suspiciously, not knowing what medicine he was selling in his gourd.

"Internet café, Internet café, let's go, let's start a group and play DOTA together!" Zhang Zhijun pulled Jiang Xiaofan and walked out vigorously.

"......" Jiang Xiaofan was speechless, he wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, there seemed to be nothing to do at noon, so he also followed.

When he came to the Internet café, Zhang Zhijun skillfully turned on the machine, found the network manager, and ordered 2 takeaways, which was naturally paid by Jiang Xiaofan. Jiang Xiaofan sat down next to Zhang Zhijun, and with his memory, he was able to skillfully open the computer and log in to the computer system of the Internet café. After a while, Zhang Zhijun issued an invitation to invite Jiang Xiaofan to enter the Warcraft Battle.

Jiang Xiaofan looked at the computer screen, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but laugh. With such a mentally retarded game picture and such a rough picture quality, it can still be a mainstream game in 2010. Jiang Xiaofan unfolded his senses and couldn't help but shake his head when he heard all kinds of voices coming from the computer headset, as well as the voices of everyone in the Internet café. The people here are really idle, spending so much time in the virtual world of computers. Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help muttering in his heart, but he didn't know that he was also a member of this group of people at the moment.

"Eh, you go on the road to fight soldiers!Ah, you put your skills, magnify your moves!Hey, you go, go down the tower! Look at you, you're dead again!It's all your fault!" Within a few minutes, Zhang Zhijun shouted, "Fan Shao, why has your technique regressed so much!"

Jiang Xiaofan was expressionless, thinking silently in his heart, this is my fault. Even though my consciousness is extremely powerful, it can't penetrate the unconscious machine! I try my best to control the machine, but the machine conveys the virtual world inside the machine, and the machine is so slow, even if I dance with my hands, it won't help.

In ten minutes, Jiang Xiaofan and Zhang Zhijun lost the game.

"Fan Shao, your skills are not good!" Zhang Zhijun took off his headphones and turned his head to look at Jiang Xiaofan.

Jiang Xiaofan punched over: "My skills are not good, your skills are good!"

"No, no. If there is less, let's have another game. Fan Shao, you remember that you must buy equipment in the game, and if you don't buy equipment and go out naked, it is equivalent to giving money to others like super soldiers. Zhang Zhijun smiled, and the squinted mouse eyes looked smaller, more like mouse eyes.

"......" Jiang Xiaofan wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, the more than 2 hours at noon were also quite boring, so he just played games, so he took a few bites of rice and immediately started another game. Yes, another teenager is about to become addicted to online games and can't extricate himself, and the Internet is really harmful.

Happy times always pass quickly, and 2 hours have passed in the blink of an eye. It was 2:15 p.m., Jiang Xiaofan and Zhang Zhijun walked out of the Internet café. Jiang Xiaofan is light and clear, and he doesn't care. Zhang Zhijun was reluctant to give up, looking like he was parting from life and death.

"Eh, I said you, isn't it just a computer game, so reluctant? Jiang Xiaofan glanced at Zhang Zhijun, a little incomprehensible.

"The game is my life! Without the game, my life will be no fun!" Zhang Zhijun whined and wailed, but he didn't cry anymore.

"......" Jiang Xiaofan felt speechless, and secretly decided to stay away from this person in his heart.

The situation in the afternoon was the same as in the morning, Jiang Xiaofan still didn't listen to the class, and watched the scenery outside the window seriously.

At half past five in the afternoon, after school, Jiang Xiaofan packed his schoolbag and left the classroom like the wind. Wang Jianlong, who had been waiting at the door of the classroom for a long time, blocked Jiang Xiaofan, his brows lowered, and he glared angrily.

Jiang Xiaofan frowned, he really didn't want to deal with this guy with developed limbs and a simple mind, so he immediately took a detour and walked to the door of another classroom.

"Yo, Jiang Xiaofan, if you don't go through the front door, you have to go through the back door!" Wang Jianlong smiled weirdly.

Jiang Xiaofan stopped, if it was according to Jiang Xiaofan before, he would have rushed over and beaten him, but now he only paused slightly, and then turned a deaf ear, with a calm face, and left the door of the classroom. It's just that Jiang Xiaofan is now an immortal monarch who has lived for thousands of years, and he is no longer the young man who has nowhere to vent his blood, and he feels amused at these meaningless provocations and is unwilling to pay attention to them.

"Hmph, Jiang Xiaofan, you bastard, coward! It won't be that you were hit by a car and knocked your guts small!hahaha!" Seeing this, Wang Jianlong became more and more proud, and hummed weirdly.

Jiang Xiaofan went home, his dark and bright eyes quietly watching the surrounding scenery, clear and deep, like a jewel reflecting the surrounding scenery.