Xueba God-level system

The inside of the desk is very small, in addition to books, you can also place some other small things.

For example, cards, watches, and Gao Yaxuan's favorite small mirror with a picture of a cat.

Not to mention, she's quite petite, and it suits her very well.

After touching under a layer of books with her hand, she pulled out the key.Just when she was about to leave, a strange light suddenly came from behind her.

Suddenly, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Curious, she turned away.I saw that in the textbook of Chinese Compulsory II, there was a faint, faint fluorescent light, as if there was a smart phone with a screen that was always on.

Without thinking too much, she opened the textbook, and a miraculous scene appeared in front of her eyes.

I saw that the good pages of the book suddenly turned white without a single word appearing.

She was sweating profusely, thinking she was bewitched.Why does a book with words become a blank sheet of paper?

Just as she was flipping the pages of the book vigorously, suddenly a blue light burst out.She couldn't pay attention for a while, and she was so frightened that she sat on the ground paralyzed, and she didn't recover from it for a long time.

Looking at the familiar textbook in front of her, Gao Yaxuan began to feel resistance.What is going on, she is not very clear.

At this time, handwriting began to appear one by one on the cover.When she got close, she saw it clearly, and read it in a low voice.

"The wheel of missions is about to turn, and the era of high school masters has arrived. You are not only flowers in your youth, but also shoulder the heavy responsibility of fulfilling your mission. Hello, Chinese Star, I believe that under your leadership, Class Nine will be even better. Go up a floor."

"As for the Xueba spar, don't be in a hurry for now. After completing the follow-up requirements, it will naturally return to your body and activate the IQ factor."

Gao Yaxuan didn't know what Xueba spar was, and whether it was composed of isomers.

Since there is a task to be given to her, she is willing to accept it.

Then he locked the door and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

Just as she left, a figure appeared in the classroom.It turned out to be Miss Cloak, the incarnation of the goddess of wisdom, combining beauty and beauty.

"I hope Gao Yaxuan won't let me down!"

All she could hear was a slight sigh, and then disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Niu Zihao had already fallen asleep soundly, and dreamed about a few interesting things that happened in the self-study tonight, which still had an endless aftertaste.

It's just that he slept so deeply that he snored all over the floor, which is obviously noise pollution.

Fortunately, the high school students in this era are more popular in one room, one room system. They don't like the life of eating in a big pot, and they are more chic and comfortable when they are alone. Reading a book and eating a bowl of instant noodles are very stately.

If this was changed to a dormitory environment in a university, at least four people would have to stay in one room.

In the middle of the night, Niu Zihao snorted a dozen times, so how big the psychological shadow of the other three people should be.

If it was a roommate who didn't fit in, it would not be impossible to directly carry him into the water room like a black man carrying a coffin.

"Hey, don't let people sleep, go out and disturb others if you have the ability, don't bother me."

At this time, the brother in the next room couldn't stand it any longer, and kicked hard towards the adjacent wall.

It was simply too painful. I had to struggle to listen to the teacher's chanting during the day, and I had to work overtime at night to listen to "The Voice of China".

The little brother in the next room covered his ears with a quilt, but it didn't help at all, and the snoring sound became more and more obvious.

Until now, his whole body has collapsed, and he is about to think of crying.

There was really no other way, so he turned on his phone, and by the way of reading the novel, he covered up the unbearable memory of this scene.

As soon as the first chapter started, he was sleepy and unable to hold on anymore. It was already past one o'clock in the morning, and it was estimated that the snoring sound lasted almost two movies.

I want to sleep, but it’s too noisy. If I wake up, I have to go to school to sign in and punch in for self-study early tomorrow morning.

Unknowingly, the students have long compared going to school to going to work, but the only thing that is annoying is that there is no salary, and a part of it has to be paid.

Inadvertently, he glanced at the phone in a hurry, and the three words "recorder" displayed on the screen that was not very bright caught his attention.

"hey-hey."

He showed an imperceptible smirk, and then pressed the record button.

Looking at the frequency vibrating above, he was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear.

Not long after, there was also a snoring sound from the next room, and it was actually on the same frequency as Niu Zihao's.

"Ah, oh!"

Niu Zi opened his eyes fiercely, needless to say, he was also woken up by his own noise.

However, just as he was about to roar loudly, he closed his eyelids and fell asleep again.

After a while, he woke up again like just now, and it started again and again, with a cycle of 25 minutes.

It's so noisy, it's hell if you don't sleep in class the next day.

The Goddess of Wisdom couldn't stand her stimulation either, she jumped out of his mind and headed outside.Just tonight, she still has a plan to implement, and she can't be delayed by Niu Zihao.

Even though Cao Yuanyuan's painting level is so high, she is still a little afraid of this "Nv Zhong Yu Lang", if she can't draw the charm in it, it will be over.

She didn't want Meng Ke to look at her with ridicule, "Come on, Yuanyuan, you are the best!"

After a long period of self-encouragement, she picked up the paintbrush and began to sketch lightly.

Seeing that it was almost dawn, the waste paper on the ground beside her feet was thrown everywhere, and it was about to gather into a hill.

The sketches at hand are getting less and less, and the wrinkled paper on the ground is slowly increasing.

She has an obvious characteristic, if there is a slight mistake, she will start all over again.

I have to say that Yuanyuan is quite picky about herself.With her personality, she must be the most perfect to meet her wishes.

But is this possible?

Even the most talented painter can't guarantee that he won't make mistakes.

"Oh, I can't always draw well, so angry!"

She shook her little head and kicked the waste manuscript over, very cute.She suddenly had an idea, as if she had thought of a good way.

His eyes narrowed, he smiled slightly, picked up the paintbrush and started working again.

Under her description, two vivid cartoon characters appeared on the drawing board, Patrick and SpongeBob SquarePants.

In the pitch-black alleyway, Gao Yaxuan trotted silently by herself.Fortunately, the landlord was waiting for her at the door, so she was able to come to the dormitory safely and smoothly.

After this little incident, she swore to God that she would never forget things again.

"Hmm, it's all Niu Zihao and the others, it's too annoying, what's the point of having a good evening study session."

She turned on the lamp and poured herself a glass of boiling water.