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Chapter 1 Rebirth? Or transmigration?

"Li Su!"

"Li Su!"

"Li~!Su~!"

Angry voices sounded.

In his sleep, he seemed to hear someone calling his name. Li Su, who had been drunk last night, opened his eyes in a daze.

"Who is calling the spirit so early in the morning?"

Li Su slowly opened his eyes with a dissatisfied look on his face. He finally finished socializing and could have a good rest for two days. However, before he woke up, someone shouted from beside him.

Um?

Opening his eyes, Li Su, who looked confused, couldn't help but shudder, looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar environment in front of him.

It's classroom.

The blue and white school uniform reminds me of the time when I was in high school.

Are you dreaming?

Li Su looked confused and couldn't help but rub his eyeballs. He had graduated from college tomorrow morning. Why did he suddenly return to his high school days?

Am I reborn?

Just when he was confused, a piece of chalk came out of the air on the podium.

Bang!

The chalk head hit Li Su directly between his forehead and eyebrows, causing him to lean back and feel dizzy.

Immediately, a cold voice sounded, "Next time, if you dare to sleep in class again, you won't come to class."

hiss!

Li Su took a breath of air, and the severe pain made him wake up all of a sudden. It was obvious that this was not a dream.

But why?

He was familiar with that cold voice. It should be said that he would never forget it in his life. Yi Qinglian, the head teacher in his third year of high school, the devil teacher, the person who loved communicating with parents the most in the school, and a naughty and mischievous guy like Li Su in his youth.

Their nightmare.

During her three years in high school, Li Su was invited back to her home thirty-nine times.

Damn..., Chapter 39, what kind of deep hatred?

Even after graduating from college, Li Su still had a shuddering feeling when he recalled it. In his memory, he was beaten by his parents so many times that his belt and bamboo poles were all broken.

If he hadn't been so strong, he might have died.

Look up and make eye contact.

Yes, it's the devil.

Li Su lowered his head subconsciously, which left a very deep impression on his heart.

But..., why?

After the fear passed, Li Su felt a little confused again.

Although Yi Devil likes to invite parents, she has a very special characteristic, that is, she will never fight with students, even if she is angry. Not only that, her purpose of asking parents is not to let them beat their children, but to

In order to communicate, Li Su was beaten so badly. Most of the reason was because his parents believed that a filial son would grow out of a stick.

And, do you want it to hurt so much?

Touching the center of his brow, Li Su felt that his brain was about to turn into water.

If you don’t touch it, you won’t know. When you touch it, you will be startled, and you will touch a lump directly.

It's the remains of chalk, which shattered where it collided with too much force and stuck to his forehead. (Huh? You don't know what the image is? You can try it. Go to the community to find some mud and knead it into a ball.

, and then throw it hard on the wall, preferably in thin mud, or try throwing it at home. I used to do this kind of thing when I was a child... It's very intuitive.)

How much strength does it take to throw out such a situation?

Li Su was a little shocked. Although Yi Devil has a devilish personality, his strength is another matter. Let alone throwing chalk, even throwing blackboard wipes doesn't have this power, right? Not to mention that he is sitting in the sixth row.

It's a full five or six meters away from the podium.

How can a small piece of chalk be thrown so far away? It still has such great power?

"Li Su!"

Just when Li Su looked puzzled, Yi Devil's voice sounded.

"Here!~" Subconsciously, Li Su stood up straight with a loud voice. Although he could not figure out the situation, the memory of his body and soul and more than once told him that when Yi Devil appears in front of you, you must do

There are only three things: obedience, obedience, obedience.

"Tell me, one of the legendary figures of the Northern Song Dynasty in the last century. He was born in the Murong family. He had a face like a crown jewel, elegant demeanor, both civil and military skills, chic and elegant, alert and wise. Murong was known as one of the twin peaks of Southern Murong.

Why do you suffer repeated setbacks and eventually lead to mental disorder?"

ha?

Li Su, who was extremely nervous at first, but if he failed to pass the next test, he would definitely die. He couldn't help but open his eyes wide and looked at Yi Devil stupidly, with a look on his face that said, "You're fucking kidding me."

History of the last century?

Murong Fu?

Is this a topic that should be discussed in class? And is it also the history of the last century? Is there such a year in history?

Looking at Li Su who was stunned and speechless for a while, Yi Devil shook his head and turned his eyes to the other side: "Irene, you answer."

"is teacher!"

A girl with a single golden ponytail, blue eyes, and a Nordic appearance that was obviously different from Oriental softness stood up.

"Murong Fu was extremely talented in martial arts, but his political qualities were mediocre. He saw small gains and forgot the great righteousness. Although his heart was higher than the sky, it was just a castle in the air. Not to mention that people in the Song Dynasty returned to the Song Dynasty, and there were several people around him who were better than others and looked down at them with eager eyes. The masters did not care.

There is absolutely no room to take advantage of the chaos..."

Li Su, who speaks pure Mandarin, is a little embarrassed to say anything else. This clear analysis undoubtedly shows the degree of this girl's research on this novel. The description, metaphor, and summary, at the end,

Li Su couldn't help but nodded suddenly.

But is it appropriate to openly discuss martial arts novels in a high school class that is extremely important to life?

There's still a moment to wait. Is it better to wait a moment?

In high school, there were Europeans and Americans in our class? Why didn’t I know?

"It's very well said. Murong Fu was a talented person, but he failed miserably in the end. The fundamental reason was that he did not start from reality. If a person wants to reach a high place, in addition to having a goal, he must also pay attention to his feet. He just talks about it.

If you have a lofty dream but don't set out with reality, even Murong Fu's talent will fail, let alone others?"

Yi Devil nodded, with a satisfied look on his face and said: "Very good, Eileen, you have a very thorough grasp of this knowledge point, keep it up."

The beautiful blonde girl showed a happy smile on her face, then glanced at Li Su, as proud as a little peacock, and sat down.

"Then, let's continue talking about the following content. Everyone, turn to page 19 of the textbook. In the last lesson, we talked about the Shuangfeng of the Northern Song Dynasty. Today, we will continue the next lesson. During the history of the last century, the Ming Dynasty threatened the world and controlled the world.

More than sixty years later, at the age of 100, the Heavenly Demon Art was completed. In the final battle, the legend of the generation, the magician Pang Ban, shattered into pieces and disappeared into the void..."

Standing in the classroom, Li Su listened blankly to the eloquent Yi Guaibo on the podium, as well as the interesting people listening below the podium. For a moment, Li Su couldn't help but doubt his life.

I am reborn???

No, even if the teacher intended to make a joke, the students would follow suit. At such an important point in the senior year of high school, treating martial arts as history is too much.

What's more, Yi Momo doesn't teach history, she teaches Chinese.

Then, he didn't lose the high school group photo. From time to time, he would even take it out to reminisce about his youth.

There are no blond European and American classmates there.

What the hell is this???


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