Chengnan High School.

Third floor, Class 2, Grade 1.

The moment Bao Shiyi walked into the classroom, the whole classroom suddenly became quiet, the noisy sound disappeared, leaving only awkward silence.

It seems to be muted.

unexpected!

The classroom was almost full of students. Bao Shiyi felt that the scene in front of him was a little strange. Everyone looked at him and wanted to take it back with his steps.

Did he get the wrong script and go to the wrong room?

"Hey, hello everyone!"

Bao Shiyi raised his mouth and showed his most kind smile. He raised his left hand and waved to the classmate.

Say hello gentlely.

It was this wave of hand that everyone's eyes fell on Bao Shiyi's left hand's sixth finger.

"It's really six fingers!"

"Ah, scary!"

"Look at it, I just said that he just has six fingers."

"It's so pitiful. There are six fingers. Don't talk about others in front of others. This is not good."

...

Girl!

You just have the loudest voice, just pretend I didn’t hear it!

Bao Shiyi kept chanting the "Clean Mantra" in his mind, trying not to go crazy, and walked towards the girl who said this last time.

His original owner is a negative energy body. If he accidentally gets into trouble, it will be like touching the start button and going wild.

There is an empty table next to the girl.

Obviously, the fact that Bao Shiyi refused to confess to a girl was already spread in the class.

Everyone also knows that there is a classmate in their class who is a weirdo.

Because of one hand and six fingers!

"Hello, my name is Bao Shiyi."

Bao Shiyi stretched out his hand, with a sincere smile on his face, hoping that the girl in front of him could shake hands and good friends.

The girl looked at Bao Shiyi's hand, and the six fingers looked very terrifying at close range. Her face changed suddenly, and she was a little scared, but she still forced herself to say, "My name is Xu Wanqing."

Bao Shiyi's left hand was sent forward again, and said with a smile: "Shuimu Tinghua, Wanxi Qingyang, such a beautiful name. I hope you will take care of me in the future, my deskmate."

Shuimu and Tinghua, gentle and clear, what you say is really good!

This is the first time a girl has heard someone say such a poetic saying about her name.

However, Bao Shiyi grinned and showed his white teeth.

This smile, these six fingers, for some reason, Xu Wanqing shivered and felt panicked in her heart during the hot weather.

...

Bao Shiyi sat in the classroom, trying hard to ignore the inquiring and discussing gazes around him, and kept chanting the "Clean Heart Mantra" in his mind.

He is strong, he is strong, he is strong, he is strong, and I am full of energy in one breath.

In ancient times, those who accomplished great things must first suffer their minds, exhaust their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies...

"Bake eleven?Bake eleven, has the eleven arrived?"

With a "brush", the eyes in the classroom turned around in unison and stared at Bao Shiyi.

Bao Shiyi came to his senses, raised his hand to signal, and said, "Bao Shiyi is here."

The middle-aged female head teacher did not rest until Bao Shiyi's fingers, and she didn't understand why the classmates in the class looked at Bao Shiyi so neatly, held the black glasses frame on the bridge of her nose, and smiled and said to Bao Shiyi.

"Then you're introducing yourself, let's say a few words."

Bao nodded eleven and walked towards the podium.

"Short-lived ghost, have you heard what I said? You must use your own advantages to make them sad for you and cry for you with your story."

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you!"

A slutty voice.

It's still the original recipe and the original taste.

Bao Shiyi felt chills in his heart, and stood on the podium, looking at his classmates below.

I really want to sing the podium and sing a song "The Most Charming National Style" loudly.

The vast world is my love. Flowers are blooming at the foot of the endless green mountains. What kind of rhythm is the most swaying...

Xu Wanqing looked at Bao Shiyi standing on the podium. Thinking that Bao Shiyi was going to shake hands with her just now, she was afraid of rejecting her and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

She felt that she had hurt a fragile and sensitive deskmate.

"Hello everyone, my name is Bao Eleven, one, two, three, four, six, seven, eight, ninety, eleven."

"Forehead……"

There was a moment of silence in the classroom.

"Why do I call Eleven? That's because I-"

Speaking of this, Bao Shiyi pursed his lips, wanted to speak but stopped, and acted sadly. A sad and sad erhu music appeared in his mind very strongly.

Damn, there is also sound effect bonus!

It was also accompanied by the system's unscrupulous singing, "Little cabbage, the ground is yellow, two or three years old, I have no mother..."

Bao Shiyi cursed in his heart, but his face was strong. He raised his hand to his left hand and said, "Because my left hand was born with six fingers, and there were eleven fingers in total, which was called Eleven."

As he said that, Bao Shiyi choked up.

It’s like a mouthful of old phlegm stuck in the throat, neither up nor down.

"Because, because I was born with six fingers, I was thrown in an orphanage when I was a kid, and they abandoned me."

"I have never seen my parents since I was a child. I don't know what they look like. I was raised by Grandma Zhang from the orphanage. When I was in the orphanage, those children scolded me for the six-fingered monster, didn't play with me, and bullied me..."

I bully you, those children are like me, who will still dislike the abandoned children, and they will unite to the outside world.

Unity is strength, this power is iron, this power is steel, harder than iron, stronger than steel...

Bao Shiyi was working hard again, silently singing with the system in his mind, but his words calmed down in the classroom.

This passage and Bao Shiyi's story really made many people feel uncomfortable and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

It's so pitiful, he was actually an orphan or abandoned.

Born to be six fingers, I’m always bullied, it’s really pitiful.

"Jie Zhou, sad value +5!"

"Li Qiang, sad value +2!"

"Xu Wanqing, sad value +20!"

Bao Shiyi looked at his deskmate Xu Wanqing, but he didn't expect that he was still a big grain producer. It seemed that he would have to hold hands with his deskmate in the future, and he was a good friend.

...

"Fang Yue, sad value +8!"

"Lin Ge, sad value +0.01!"

I went, this heart was tough and stingy enough, and I even had a 0.001.

"Tian Qin, sad value +100!"

This is the real big grain producer!

What kind of deskmate is so weak, but it is true that the maternal love of middle-aged women is prone to flooding.

If this floods and collapses, will it be enough to live for five hundred years?

Bao Shiyi looked at the increasing negative energy values ​​on the panel, and wanted to sing "The Most Charming National Style" to break it.

The feeling of being surrounded by sad values ​​is really great.

"In the days to come, I hope everyone will not think that I am a monster just because I am born with six fingers. I really hope to be friends with everyone."

"And I hope everyone will not keep staring at my left hand, nor will they show sympathy, otherwise... you will regret it."

Finally, Bao Shiyi emphasized.

In fact, Bao Shiyi was hesitant when telling his own story. He was worried that when he saw those sympathetic eyes, he would not help but rush to beat people.

What a big bug, I just want him to absorb the sadness value of a negative energy body that cannot accept sympathy. It is really a pain that life cannot bear.
To be continued...