I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 125: Sudden prompt tone
Yang Fan is not a smart man, at least he thinks so.
Because compared to his sister’s 85-point intelligence evaluation, Yang Fan has only had a low self-esteem at 55 points. Even if this score has exceeded the average human intelligence level of 50 points, he still doesn’t think he is a smart person.
But in order to be able to gain a foothold in the South China Wushu School, he did not give the class teacher and the school leader an excuse to drive him out of the school. He still relied on his extraordinary perseverance and efforts far beyond ordinary people to complete all the cultural courses. It's full score.
In a school that only focuses on martial arts cultivation, such as the South China Wu School, Yang Fan is definitely an alternative.
He is the only student who has a martial arts training score of almost zero, but he can still rely on the average score to stay in the South China Martial Arts School unprecedentedly.
Due to the school rules set by the master of South China, even the current principal of the martial arts school has no right to dismiss Yang Fan.
For this reason, Yang Fan’s reputation is not underestimated. The reputation of South China’s shame has even fallen on his head since the first grade of high school, but he still persists, and this persistence is three years. time.
No way, whoever makes the entire West Chu City the martial arts resource of the South China Military Academy is the most abundant. Whoever makes him never give up, and always wants to break through his own limits and break this life. What about the curse?
As for why he could be recruited into the South China Martial Arts School with the second class of Wushu, the others have not been able to trace it back.
Only Yang Fan himself remembers that in order to realize his desire to enter the South China Military School to study and martial arts, Yang Chaoqun successively invited the director of the admissions office to eat high-level beast meat for half a month, and the family’s deposit Nearly half of the ride.
So, even if it was for Yang Dad and so much money that their family spent, Yang Fan had to insist on finishing these three years of high school, otherwise, it would be a loss.
Head up and enter the 29th class.
Several students who had arrived in the class looked up at him unexpectedly.
Yo! What's wrong with this guy today, it seems a little different from usual?
When Yang Fan entered the classroom in the past, he had always walked with his head on his head, just like a little transparent, which simply couldn't attract anyone's attention. It is like today, with its head held high, the dragon walking vigorously, and a calm, calm smile on his face, giving the impression that it is like a reborn.
Is this a happy event?
Someone looked up at Yang Fan suspiciously. Could it be that this guy's state of ten years has finally broken through, and now he is already a martial arts level three?
The breath on her body hasn't changed, it doesn't look like it.
And even if it breaks to the third level, it is still a waste wood. It makes no sense to be happy like this?
After a glance at him, many people ignored it. A waste wood that was destined to be eliminated was worth their attention.
"Yang Fan! Yang Fan! Come and come!"
In the last row, students An Sheng waved excitedly to him. This is Yang Fan’s tablemate, and the fourth level of the martial arts class is Xiu. Well, the penultimate runner in Class 29 is Yang Fan’s only player in the class. A friend.
The so-called things gather together, and people divide into groups. That's the case. Even a beggar hiding on the side of the road begging may have one or two like-minded friends around him.
This An Sheng, like Yang Fan, was not seen by other students because of his weak strength, so he and Yang Fan gathered together for a long time, and became a fox-punk dog friend for a pair of fun and mutual warmth.
"What's wrong, fat!"
After seeing An Sheng, Yang Fan unconsciously thought of the flamboyant and extremely narcissistic federal master spiritual master he saw in the last few minutes of Salvation.
Not to mention, when you take a closer look, it is really a bit like it, all of them are surnamed An, and they are all so angry.
Maybe An Sheng, this guy didn’t brag with him usually, his grandfather might really be that happy.
"Go, and call me fat, do you want me to believe you?" An Sheng stared at Yang Fan angrily. "The handsome is called Fu Fu, Gao Fushuai is rich, you know?"
Litting his lips, Yang Fan ignored him and sat down directly in his seat. He habitually opened the book and wanted to revisit the things he learned yesterday.
"Oh, how come you didn’t say anything? Didn’t you look so energetic just now, why did you become a dull gourd again?"
Sure enough, this guy, An Sheng, is just a chatter, and he stays idle for a moment. Some words, even if you don’t ask him, he can’t help but tell you.
"In other words, you were the last person who spoke in the group last night, right? Brother enough, blowing a cowhide can be so fresh and refined, all the people are laid down! "
An Sheng gave Yang Fan a thumbs-up and was able to make the old man Zhao Chu so angry that he used the big forbidden technique. It was definitely not an easy task.
“I’m telling the truth, I’m not bragging.” Yang Fan answered him calmly.
An Sheng's eyes lit up, and he was happy: "I like your kind of nonsense, unique style, and I will come again next time I have a chance!"
Okay, there is no common language with this bitch.
Yang Fan tilted her head and continued to ignore it.
"You carefully watch high school mathematics textbooks for one minute, the logic analysis ability is slightly strengthened, and the knowledge experience is +1."
Hearing this familiar reminder, Yang Fan jumped up from the seat with a fierce shock, and startled An Sheng, who was next to nothing.
What's wrong with this buddy?
Suddenly getting an electric shock, what was the stimulus?
"Fat man, did you hear any sound just now?" Yang Fan suddenly turned his head to look at An Sheng.
An Sheng was dissatisfied and said: "I said, don't call me fat, call me An Sheng, or even brother."
"Don’t talk nonsense, answer me quickly!"
Seeing that Yang Fan seemed anxious, An Sheng stopped joking and asked directly: "The voice just went up. What kind of voice did you mean?"
"The system prompt sound in "Salvation" is similar to Lin Zhi...Oh, it is similar to Lin Weiwei's voice."
An Sheng could not help raising his hand and touching Yang Fan’s forehead. "What kind of bashing do you say during the day? Also Lin Weiwei, do you think there is a girl in our class now?"
"No," An Sheng quickly responded, looking at Yang Fan with a worried face, "Aren't you not fully awake from yesterday's virtual scene?"
“I heard that there are many people with weak mental will and a particularly strong sense of substitution. Once you enter a highly realistic virtual game, you will completely lose yourself, and you can’t tell what virtual reality is. You should Isn't that the case?"
"Is that true?"
He raised his hand and opened the fat hand of An Sheng. A trace of confusion flashed in Yang Fan's eyes. The sound he just heard in his ear was really the same as the system he got in the game.
Are there really auditory hallucinations?
"Absolutely!" An Sheng said cautiously: "Yang Fan, you have begun to experience auditory hallucinations, but you can't take it lightly. You must get psychological counseling from the school doctor. Otherwise, your situation will only get worse in the future. , One month later, there will definitely be no chance to continue to "Salvation"!"
"This is not a trivial matter, so sloppy. You should have heard that this year's college entrance examination has been linked to "Salvation", and almost all martial arts assessments will be conducted in "Salvation" unless you don't want to graduate, otherwise We must get rid of this virtual game dependency as soon as possible."
As soon as he heard psychological counseling, Yang Fan unconsciously resisted. The most annoying thing in his life was a psychologist. What kind of psychological counseling is the most annoying.
"Don't worry, wait and see." Yang Fan shook his head decisively and stubbornly said: "Maybe it was just that I was distracted for a while, and I heard it wrong. You don't have to be so fussed, you know everyone."
"Really?" An Sheng looked at Yang Fan a little unbelievably. "I'm not scaring you. This is really not a trivial matter. If you can't really get rid of the interference caused by virtual games, this year's college entrance examination You definitely can’t participate, you can’t take it seriously.”
"Of course, although waste wood like you are not going to participate in the college entrance examination, it is actually the same thing, but such a college entrance examination, everyone has only such a life after all, if you miss it, you will certainly regret it."
Yang Fan directly gave him a punch with a wave: "Go!"
An Sheng felt at ease for a while. Sure enough, Yang Fan was still that Yang Fan and was not brought into the ditch by the game.
But then again, those virtual games with 100% authenticity are really pitfalls. All things are made the same as the real ones. People are addicted to it and cannot extricate themselves. It is... too Bravo!
Yang Fan continued to turn the book, but this time he replaced the book in his hand with a Chinese textbook.
"You carefully watch high school Chinese for one minute, the language organization ability is slightly strengthened, knowledge experience +1, writing skills +1."
Sure enough~IndoMTL.com~ appeared again!
However, this time Yang Fan did not act too intensely as he did just now, and he continued to read books calmly.
He didn’t want to make this matter known to everyone. The class owner Huang Zhong always wanted to find a suitable opportunity to drive him out of the high school 29 class. If Huang Zhong knew that he was right The game "Salvation" has a virtual dependency, and will definitely use this as an excuse to completely break his thoughts of continuing the college entrance examination.
An Sheng said well, although he did not participate in the college entrance examination, the result was a bear, and he will definitely fall into the Sun Mountain, but this is after all a rare experience in his life, even if he knows that he will fail, he does not want to give up.
This is his right, and no one can impose interference.
The guy at Huang Zhong never gave him a good face. Yang Fan felt that he didn’t need to give Huang Zhongxing any convenience. He just wanted to stay here and stand up for the last shift, disgusting and disgusting. Class teacher.
Disgusting others, happy yourself.
This is the standard configuration for careful eye patients.
Yang Fan seems to have gone further and further away on this road of no return, and is still walking very hi.
"You carefully watch high school Chinese for one minute, the language organization ability is slightly strengthened, knowledge experience +1, writing skills +1."
......
"You have carefully watched high school Chinese for ten minutes in a row, your language organization ability has been slightly strengthened, knowledge experience +1, writing skills +1, intelligence +1."
In an instant, Yang Fan's mind was clear, and he felt that his thinking and memory really had some obvious changes.
For a time, Yang Fan began to become a little uncertain again. Is it really all hallucinations he heard and felt now?
Not very similar!
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