At half past five, when Cheng Mo was woken up by the alarm clock, he still had some heavy dark circles under his eyes. Although he was still sleepy, Cheng Mo did not hesitate at all and did not stay in bed. He rubbed his eyes and lifted the quilt and got up directly.

Yesterday he slept a little late for the first time and spent a lot of time studying this magical watch. However, he searched through search engines and found no such high-tech watch on either Chinese or foreign websites.

You must know that the equipment for gene identification and sequencing is not only expensive, but also very large in size. It is impossible to integrate it on such a small watch. According to the current development of science and technology, this should be impossible to exist.

But Cheng Mo didn't think it was a bluff. Just by relying on the holographic image and the scattered light spots when touching it with his hand, he could tell that this watch had a lot of history. In addition, it was specially given by Li Jiting.

Handing him a relic from his father shows that this watch is definitely not simple.

After Cheng Mo got up, he pulled out the knob and looked at it. The progress bar was a little longer than what he saw last night. At this moment, the gene recognition, sequencing and DNA reading above the human body composed of light spots reached 60%.

...

The completion degree of the red progress bar displayed under the green human body light and shadow has reached 41%...

Last night, the gene chains below the waist were constantly rotating, but in the morning, the length of the gene chains decreased a little, and the length of the body increased a little. It is obvious that when the two progress bars are read, the light and shadow human body

will also be completed.

Cheng Mo had some doubts about whether this was a health smart watch launched by some company, which could check physical conditions, such as heart rate, blood pressure, electrocardiogram display, etc... It turned out that he had also worn this type of electronic watch.

...

But this watch is much taller and has genes and DNA on it, but maybe these are just a gimmick to scare people. Cheng Mo doesn't know what this watch is for, so he doesn't think about it too much.

, anyway, after all data reading is completed, there should be new clues.

Cheng Mo washed his face and brushed his teeth neatly, put on his school uniform, went to the kitchen to boil an egg, made oatmeal, made a glass of milk, and went to school carrying his heavy schoolbag. When he walked out of the house, he

My uncle Cheng Jidong hasn’t gotten up yet.

While standing in the dimly lit elevator waiting for the elevator, Cheng Mo took out his phone and checked the time. It was 6:15 when he left the house as usual, and he would arrive at the 202 bus downstairs around 6:25.

station, take the first bus at 6:30 and arrive at the school at about 7:00. It takes about 11 minutes to walk from the bus station to the classroom, so he can reach the classroom at about 7:10.

According to Chengmo's experience of more than half a year, the error in these data is only three minutes at most. The only time there was a relatively large error was when the bus driver hit a person riding an electric scooter.

Cheng Mo's life is boring and boring. He runs like a clock every day. For a heart disease patient, a regular life is the best way to extend his life...

He walked out of the community. There was a clear chill in the air in the early morning of May. Hot steam was steaming from the vat of the noodle shop on the opposite street. The steamer of the steamed bun shop was very high. However, no one visited this place yet. Occasionally,

There are buzzing electric cars sliding through the wet streets like fishes. Most of the rolling shutters of the shops on both sides are closed, and there are few pedestrians, making it seem a bit deserted...

All the sounds in the morning were like light noises in the ears, just like the faint sunshine at this time. Cheng Mo stood at the bus stop, looked up at the red sun, and took a deep breath of the cold air. For him,

For him, every morning is precious, and he has to be grateful that he can still wake up on this day.

While waiting silently, the somewhat old 202 arrived at Dingwangtai station with a somewhat laborious roar. The car body with the female star advertising painting on it stopped in front of Cheng Mo. After letting out a long sigh, the door opened, and Cheng Mo

Mo boarded the bus carrying his black leather backpack.

There were only a few people in the car, including students wearing Changya Middle School uniforms. Cheng Mo took off his schoolbag from his back and found a random seat to sit down, because he had to change classes today and all the textbooks and materials were in his schoolbag.

, so the schoolbag is extremely heavy.

The bus stopped and went across the Xiangjiang River Bridge. When it arrived at Qiwan Town, it turned left and entered the area of ​​the Normal University. After two more stops, it arrived at the Normal University Gymnasium. This is where you get off the bus. At this time, it became a movie.

students in Changya school uniforms are walking on the sidewalk toward school.

Cheng Mo followed the flow of people as usual and entered the campus. There were birds singing a cappella in the woods on both sides of the trail. This was a dating site for boys and girls in early love. On the playground, there were athletes dragging tires and sprinting back and forth. There were also beauty lovers.

Boys and girls were running slowly in circles. When you walked into the teaching building, you could hear the sound of Lang Lang reading. It was just a little noisy and had no rhythm at all.

Cheng Mo walked towards Class (9), and naturally had to pass Class (1) at the front. He didn't look inside, but someone obviously noticed him. A bored boy shouted in the classroom: "Shen Mengjie...

...If you don't stay with Cheng Mo, I'm really sorry that he made such a big sacrifice... He went to that garbage class (9) for you!"

Then there was a burst of cheerful laughter in the classroom, and the sound of "together" resounded loudly throughout the classroom, and even the people next door (2) ran out to see what happened.

Cheng Mo passed by the windows crowded with faces expressionlessly, walking slowly according to his established pace, not wanting to speed up his pace because of these boring heckles.

When he walked to the back door of Class (1) classroom with his schoolbag on his back, Shen Mengjie's slim figure appeared in his sight. Although Shen Mengjie in Changya school uniform was not as stunning as Xie Minyun, she was still a beauty, pale and white.

She has an oval face, cheeks stained with blush, and an energetic and youthful atmosphere all over her body. She has long hair shawl, wide almond-shaped eyes, deep and wide double eyelids, but the eyelids are a little swollen, probably because she didn't sleep well last night, but there is no damage at all.

Her beauty is stunning.

Cheng Mo, on the other hand, was as thin as a bamboo pole and stood in his school uniform. He wore a pair of slightly rustic black-framed glasses. His hair was messy on his head as if it had not been sorted. His schoolbag was weighing down his back.

Wan, who looks particularly haggard due to lack of sleep, and has a gloomy and taciturn temperament, looks like an introverted, negative personality who has no friends in social life. It looks like the only activity he is passionate about is watching pornographic films and playing games at home.

18-ban games, or otakus who masturbate to their idols...

This image forms a sharp contrast with Shen Mengjie, making people sigh at how far the distance between people can be.

Many people gathered at the back door to watch the fun.

Cheng Mo looked straight away, as if Shen Mengjie didn't exist, but when Cheng Mo passed by her, Shen Mengjie said with a hint of contempt: "Cheng Mo, try not to be in class (1) in the future. Pass by the door, I don’t want others to use you to laugh at me..."

This is not a consultation or a warning, but a notification.

Cheng Mo didn't respond. He walked towards Class (9) at the end of the corridor with steady steps, leaving a series of pointing and chuckles behind him... as well as loud and unscrupulous comments... ..

"How about I sit on the bank and open the market, and see if Cheng Mo can get back to the first place in the final exam?"

"First in grade?"

"Whether I can return to class (1) is a question!"

"I think it shouldn't be a big problem when you take the silent test as an adult! It's just that it's unlikely that you'll get full marks in seven subjects..."

"Didn't Shen Mengjie say he was cheating?!"

"This shouldn't be possible!"

"In short, you will know the answer in the final exam..."

"Wow! Then there will be something exciting to watch in the final exam this time."

Cheng Mo completely ignored some of them and walked through the long corridor. When he arrived at Class (9), Cheng Mo was slightly surprised. Although the morning self-study started at 7:20, other classes usually started at 7:10. Almost everyone is here, but there are only a few people sitting sparsely in the classroom of Class (9). These people are not studying, either gathering together to talk, or sleeping on the desk... .

I don’t know much about (9) Ban Chengmo. I only know that most of the people here are the children of powerful people. They either paid a lot of money to get in, or they came in through connections. Changya Middle School first started to implement the "Learning Points" During the "system" and "promotion and downgrade", there are also people who try to put their children into the earlier classes, but it is of no use. Those who should be downgraded will still be downgraded. You can't find a connection every time, so there is no Parents are trying this...

In Changya, the further the class advances, the more intense the competition and the greater the turnover of personnel. Compared to other classes, Class (9) has almost no turnover of personnel. The 70 people in the class are firmly at the bottom of the rankings. That’s why it’s called the garbage class.

These people don’t care. They have no pursuit of getting into a good university. They all have very good resources. Either they will be recommended or go abroad... They come to Changya to study just because it is the best middle school in southern Hunan. Their parents chose it for them, they had no choice.

When Cheng Mo walked into the classroom, a dozen or so people in the classroom turned to look at him. One of them, a round fat man sitting on the desk with a stool at his feet, pointed at Cheng Mo and said, "This is not right." Are you the academic genius who failed in the ninth subject test? I didn’t expect you to actually come to our class."

Cheng Mo didn't comment on the fat man's impolite remarks. He just took his schoolbag off his back, put it on his feet and asked, "Where is the free space?"

The tall and strong fat man smiled and pointed to the last seat by the window and said: "No one is sitting there, you can sit there." Sitting behind the fat man, Mo Xigan, who was talking just now, looked a little surprised. He looked at the fat man and wanted to say something, but the fat man blinked at him and Mohawk did not make a sound.

Because the fat man's broad body blocked Cheng Mo's sight, Cheng Mo didn't see Mohawk's expression, but everyone else watched him walking towards that position intently, which made him feel a little weird.

Cheng Mo walked to the last seat and took a look. There were no books in the drawer and the desk was very clean. It didn't look like someone had been sitting there, so he put his schoolbag on the desk and sat down.

Generally speaking, because there are so many textbooks, exercises and reference materials, students will put a lot of books on their desks, so to judge whether there is someone in this seat, just look at whether there is anything in the drawer.

After sitting down, Cheng Mo ignored the glances around him, opened his schoolbag and started reading. He understood the preciousness of time better than anyone else.

As the self-study bell rang, people from class (9) gradually arrived for morning self-study. Everyone was a little surprised and glanced at Cheng Mo who was immersed in the sea of ​​books. This surprise was also accompanied by some preparation.

gloating about watching a good show.

It's just that Cheng Mo, who was completely focused on studying, didn't notice at all...

When the early morning self-study at 8 o'clock was about to end, a man who didn't wear school uniform and dyed his hair appeared at the door of the class. In Changya, if you don't wear school uniform or dye your hair, you won't be forced to correct it. It will only deduct your academic points.

So if you learn enough points, it doesn't matter if you grow your hair long and dye it colorfully to become a killer. Once you don't learn enough points, you will be immediately arrested by the student union and forced to lose your hair and change into a school uniform...

.

The man with yellow hair is quite handsome, a typical Korean handsome guy, with his hair slicked back, sword-shaped eyebrows, starry eyes, jade face and thin lips. He is wearing ripped jeans and a black Givenchy saint jumper. He is holding a mobile phone in his hand.

Bring a school bag.

After he walked into the classroom, the entire classroom suddenly became silent, and all eyes were focused on him. Only Cheng Mo, who was completely immersed in studying, was still immersed in writing test papers.

The yellow-haired man saw Cheng Mo sitting in his seat from a distance. He frowned and walked straight over to Cheng Mo with Feng Feng. Under the gaze of more than sixty people, Huang Mao kicked him

The desk made a "squeaking" sound, and the iron legs covered with plastic rubbed against the floor and made a shrill squeak.

Cheng Mo's pen drew a long black mark on the mostly empty test paper. He raised his head and saw the face of an idol drama actor. The sun shone from the window and shone on his side.

Face, a diamond earring shines...

Then a cold voice penetrated his eardrums.

"I'll count to three, get out of here."
Chapter completed!