hey your coffin lid is flying

The class on Friday afternoon was very difficult.

Especially in the... first week after summer vacation.

In the group of five, except for Xiang Yang, all the rest chose to give up amidst the English teacher's buzzing abandon.

Li Qi and Zhang Biao held their chins with one hand, and they caught several catties of fish.

Galoye is even more exaggerated.

He fell asleep straight away.

What's more, he still put his head on Xiang Yang's arm, and his two legs rested on his outer legs. Looking from behind, it looked like a princess hugging her.

Xiang Yang propped up his hands, looked at Jia Luoye in half of his arms, and considered whether to push him away to wake him up. After thinking for a long time, he finally just raised his hand and touched his head.

In fact, he was quite sleepy, not because he didn't want to attend the class, but because he knew everything in the class, he had already signed up for the class during the summer vacation, and learned everything.

Coupled with the high autumn air today, if I don't sleep, I always feel sorry for this day.

But with Jia Luoye's posture, if he twitched his hands while falling asleep, this guy's head would probably hit the table directly.

"Hey." Xiang Yang sighed, and continued to look down at Jia Luoye.

Fortunately, his hair is not oily, very soft, and has no dandruff, and it smells a little faint fragrance. Xiang Yang didn't pay much attention to this smell at ordinary times, but after sniffing it, he discovered that Galo leaves actually had a body fragrance.

The smell is a bit ecstatic.

In a daze, Xiang Yang came to the stone wall with the huge totem painting again.

The distance was a bit far away, and it looked even blurrier than last time. He instinctively walked forward for a while, and finally he could see clearly.

I saw that on the stone wall, in addition to the super-large mural with eight arms and four hands that looks human but not human, there are actually some characters engraved on the lower left. Xiang Yang has never seen it before, but he knows the characters:

"Chi You, God of War, returns with the Absolute Axe!"

Just as he finished chanting, the surrounding battlefield, which was originally as quiet as death, suddenly became hostile and agitated, and the evil wind blew everywhere, making people's spinal cord ache.

Xiang Yang staggered, and his palm directly touched the stone wall. The moment his palm touched the stone wall, a white light flooded into his brain, and it roared. I can't see anything clearly, I can only vaguely feel the murals on the stone wall - it's moving!

"Xiang Yang, how long are you going to point at the blackboard?" Vincent Yang stood in front of the podium, looking at Xiang Yang like a ghost.

Because Li Qi was changed seats by the Devil Duan, his current position is equivalent to the VIP among the VIPs in the concert, he is simply the supreme VIP. He can see that there is no displeasure and affection on Vincent Yang's face, which can't help It made him feel the double standard of society when he was young.

He felt that if it were him on stage now, Vincent Yang would definitely not be so chattering with him, and would have slapped him long ago.

Xiang Yang still stood where he was, indifferent to Vincent Yang's question, with his palms still on the blackboard.

"Hey, Xiang Yang, don't stay here, Teacher Yang is calling you!" Li Qi couldn't help but lifted his foot and kicked Xiang Yang from under the chair.

Xiang Yang woke up suddenly, but now everything he saw was white, and his eyesight had not recovered.

It felt like a full minute passed before Xiang Yang's eyes returned to normal, and the surrounding scenery slowly began to appear.

He looked at Vincent Yang, and Vincent Yang looked at him, both of them were a little confused.

"Ah..." Xiang Yang was a little speechless, stunned: "Why am I standing here?"

"I also want to ask you." Vincent Yang sighed: "It's halfway through the class, why did you come up and shout Chi You? Do you think this is a history class or a Chinese class?"

The whole class was laughing, and Li Qi and Zhang Biao were no exception.

but……

Except for Jia Luoye, he propped his head and stared at Xiang Yang on the stage for a long while, the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised to reveal a smile, but the smile was fleeting on his face, and soon disappeared.

Standing on the podium, Xiang Yang scratched his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, teacher, I was distracted just now."

"It's good to know that you're wrong, and go back to your seat quickly. We'll be assigning weekend homework next." Vincent Yang nodded and reminded: "At ordinary times, pay more attention to rest when studying, and don't be too tired."

Xiang Yang nodded politely, then walked to his seat.

But as soon as he took a step, Li Qi turned his head, stopped him with his feet, and asked in a low voice: "Xiang Yang, were you sleepwalking just now? How did you do it? Teach me, how about it?"

The corner of Vincent Yang's mouth twitched: "Li Qi, turn right when you go out, and stand still!"

"Did you just talk about the evil god Chi You?" Jia Luoye touched Xiang Yang and asked in a low voice.

"Huh?" Xiang Yang raised his head and was stunned.

Galoye stared at him steadily, the long eyelashes on his blue pupils gradually turned golden yellow under the slanting sunlight, making it difficult to leave his sight.

"Are you in a daze again?" Jia Luoye raised his hand and shook in front of his eyes: "Hey, hey?"

"Well, it seems to be, but I haven't seen that text, but I feel that's what it means." Xiang Yang was stunned for a while, lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, "It said Chi You, the god of war, not the evil god Chi You you just mentioned .”

Zhang Biao in the front row pushed his chair onto Xiang Yang's table: "Hey, Xiang Yang, did you sleepwalk again just now?"

"It seems to be," Xiang Yang was not sure.

Zhang Biao expressed his sincere admiration: "Fuck, you are still awesome! We only dare to go fishing, and you have risen directly to sleepwalking!"

"Get lost!" Xiang Yang kicked Zhang Biao's chair.

Galoye closed the English book and put it on the table, wrapped his arms around him, rested his chin on it, and rubbed his whole body against Xiang Yang: "Sleepwalking again? Did you often sleepwalk before?"

"It's not often." Xiang Yang moved out: "It's just that in the last one or two years, I often fell asleep and changed places as soon as I opened my eyes."

"Then do you always dream of Chi You?" Jia Luoye rubbed against him again: "Is he still alive?"

"Damn it, can you two still do it?" Zhang Biao pushed the table in front of him again, and turned his face away, "It's just a dream, after such a long time, why don't you think about where to go this weekend... Woolen cloth?"

Before he finished speaking, Vincent Yang walked down from the podium at some point, and was staring at Zhang Biao: "If you don't listen to the class, what are you talking about! Get up, turn right when you go out, and stand still!"

Li Qi let out a giggle from outside through the window, "Stupid!"