I made myths

Chapter 92 Illusion
The sun was dazzling and hot in front of him, Wen Qian couldn't help frowning, subconsciously covered his head with the quilt, and didn't poke his head out until he had difficulty breathing.

A somewhat familiar voice came from my ear: "It's already noon and you can't get up! Hurry up and eat."

The stern tone, coupled with the anger of getting up, made Wen Qian a little annoyed, and said: "I don't need to eat anything, just bask in the sun."

"Basking in the sun? Do you think you are a plant? If you like to eat, you will not eat it, and you will fall down if you don't eat it."

boom!
The door was closed heavily, Wen Qian lay on the bed with dull eyes, looking at the familiar ceiling that he hadn't seen in decades, and murmured: "This is... what's going on? I've time-traveled again?"

He clenched his fist, but without feeling any strength, he punched the wall, grinning in pain.

Looking at his bleeding fist, he fell into thought.

He clearly remembered that he was crossing the tribulation at the beginning, and lost consciousness from the pain, why did he go back when he opened his eyes...?
"Could it be possible that the catastrophe can break the limitation of time and space, and reverse time and space?"

"Or is the so-called time travel really just a dream?"

Wen Qian felt a severe headache, like a needle being pricked, he opened the window and stretched his head out of the window, looking at the crowd talking and laughing outside, a sense of strangeness swept over him.

"Fictional myths? Make a sound while you're still alive."

There was no response, the outside of the house was still noisy, and the house was still quiet.

His mother's call came from outside the door: "You really don't want to eat! Get up quickly! Your food is ready for you!"

"I know mom."

Wen Qian shook his head, and walked towards the door, a familiar warmth welled up spontaneously.

Sure enough, I still feel a little bit reluctant.

"Mom, wait until next time, I will eat next time."

As soon as the words fell, he turned around and ran, and jumped down from the window. The height of more than ten floors only allowed him to spin three and a half times in the air, and then he fell to the ground with a snap, and his flesh and blood flew all over the place.

This sudden change made the passers-by downstairs panic, either yelling with limp legs, or stammering with their mobile phones to call the police.

But Wen Qian's consciousness was still clear, and he felt the pain of being smashed into meatloaf.

"Hehe." He smiled, and said softly to himself: "I have lived in that world for more than 20 years, and I have experienced so many unimaginable things. ?”

……

……

I don't know how long it took, Wen Qian woke up again, the sun was still dazzling, but what greeted him was no longer his mother's criticism, but someone else's scolding.

"Wen Qian, what the hell are you doing in NB? You think you are noble just because you got the first grade? What do you think you are?"

"I'm telling you, even if you are admitted to a key university, you will have to work for me in the end!"

"As long as I tell my dad, tomorrow you will be expelled from school for fighting!"

……

Listening to the arrogant words, Wen Qian felt nothing in his heart. After all, he didn't feel much when he heard it for the first time.

He slowly raised his head, looked at the face that had long been blurred in his memory, and recalled that this was when he was about to graduate from high school after time travel.

Because of time travel, his mental age is much older than his body, and his position is completely different.

Others are still thinking about what to eat in the cafeteria today, but he has already considered which university to go to, what major to study, where to work after graduation, and the goals to be accomplished after work.

Different thoughts are naturally incompatible with the so-called "peers".

He himself doesn't like interpersonal communication, so he simply gave up taking the initiative to deal with people and devoted himself to studying.

But he doesn't cause trouble himself, but it doesn't mean that things won't take the initiative to find him.

A rich second generation in the same class always dislikes him.

Maybe it was bad luck, but he really met someone who was unqualified and not very good at thinking.

In addition, the rich second generation devoted themselves to inheriting the family property and started to learn related management early.

But this guy always uses the same reason that Wen Qian is arrogant after studying well to trouble him.

It is said that his father is not only the principal, but also holds other high positions, and has a wide network of connections.

Wen Qian naturally didn't want to have a bad relationship with him, but he also didn't want to lick his face to cater to him, so he just ignored him.

And then it's over...

how can that be possible?
If a person doesn't like you, then he doesn't need your black spots, he will find reasons for himself to bully you.

The rich second generation, whose name he had long forgotten, not only gets angry when he sees him, but also always finds faults in various ways.

For example, the antecedent of this time, because he encountered troubles in writing novels, he was already very busy.

In the end, he also led a group of dog legs to taunt all kinds of things not far away, such as the death of the gloomy man's family and so on.

For this kind of hilarity, Wen Qian usually directly slaps the other party speechless, and leaves when the other party breaks the defense, leaving them powerless and furious alone.

But this time he couldn't hold back, relying on the tricks he had learned from the old man at the entrance of the village, and he was usually strict with himself, he beat up the other five scumbags whose private lives were messed up.

Then he was reprimanded:

"Although it is indeed their fault this time, you should also find the reason from yourself, right?"

"Why don't they scold others, only you? Isn't it your fault first?"

"Your parents let you come to school not only to learn the contents of the textbooks, but also to learn to communicate with others. If they scold you, you just bear it. Why do you want to do it?"

"Could it be possible to bear their scolding and make a difference?"

"Don't show your face there, put aside the facts, even if they are 90.00% ninety percent wrong, you are not one percent wrong?"

……

This kind of reprimand, Wen Qian could memorize it in his previous life, went in his left ear and went out of his right ear, and then we have the current situation:
"Ask you! Why don't you speak? Are you dumb?"

"I was hit by you this time. I should have hit back, but after all, we are classmates, and you will have to work for me in the future. You can't make the relationship too rigid."

"I don't ask you to kneel down, just bow, apologize, and hang out with me from now on, and this matter will be over."

"Have you ever..."

"What did you say?"

"Did I tell you about it!"

The ultimate bad mouth, the ultimate enjoyment, because he was worried about his parents before, he left without hesitation, and was slandered and expelled from school by this kid.

Later, when I heard that his family went bankrupt, Wen Qian didn't add insult to injury, he just acted calmly when he was harassed by the barking of wild dogs while walking on the side of the road.

Now that he has obtained fictional myths, because his status has become so different, he has completely forgotten what happened in the past.

But now after going through a catastrophe, he realizes that he is not a bold, long-sighted person at all.

He was just afraid of trouble, with the faces of these guys in front of him, he still wanted to beat them up!
Wen Qian punched out, this time with all his strength, he knocked out the opponent's front teeth and fell to the ground.

He didn't give the other party a chance to breathe. He pressed on the other party, hitting him in the face round and round, and kept shouting: "You are a fart without your father! You are such a useless waste. You can't even grab shit!"

While beating and cursing, blood spattered his face, but he still didn't stop.

The students around screamed frantically, which disturbed the teachers in the office, and they all came out to check the situation.

Witnessed Wen Qian beat a normal student into a pig's head.

Then, drooping two pairs of blood-stained hands, she walked towards them step by step, her face full of helplessness and regret.

"teacher."

"Wen, Wen, Wen Qian, calm down..."

Snapped!
Crisp slaps sounded, and the woman fell to the ground. Wen Qian said indifferently: "I misunderstood my son, and you would have killed someone else. Can you care about the students who are good at studying?"

"Forget it, why are you talking so much about it? It's all false. At most, let me release some of the emotions I'm squeezing inside."

Under the blank eyes of the teacher, Wen Qian jumped over the guardrail and jumped headfirst from the fourth floor.

Gudong!One sound.

Strongly smashed the skull.

(End of this chapter)