Will Mozun know how to multiply today? [Traveling]

"Jiang Yike!"

The math class representative was holding a stack of homework books, and looked helplessly at the boy lying on the table, sleeping soundly.

The young man lay quietly on his arms, his short black hair drooping down, and the sound of his breathing was soft and soft, like fluff gently scratching his heart.

The class representative took a deep breath, slammed the homework book in his hand on the desk with a loud thud, sank into his dantian, and roared angrily:

"Jiang Yike, hand in your homework!!!"

The bang bang was so shocking that the sleeping boy jumped up in fright.He supported the table with his hands, and looked at the class representative with a dull face: "Huh?"

The class representative saw that his eyes were still covered with water mist, and he looked like he hadn't woken up. He sighed: "The homework assigned by Lao Du yesterday, don't tell me you didn't write it."

Jiang Yike was shocked: "Homework? What homework??"

He looked at the class representative holding a stack of books in front of him, then turned his head slowly, and scanned the strange scene around——

Although I don't know what kind of place this is, it must be his Demon World Hall anyway.

Seeing the other party's confused face, the class representative sighed and pulled out a copy of "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" from the top shelf.

She counted and turned the page, pointing to the topics written by other students: "Here, these."

Jiang Yike took the strange book and casually flipped through a few pages.The paper rolled and rustled, and Jiang Yike's expression became more and more serious.

He silently lowered his head, gritted his teeth and said, "... I don't understand."

The narrative text can barely understand one or two, what is that pile of weird and crooked ghost symbols?

spell?

Or array?

The class representative looked at him with a frown, and his voice was rather resentful: "If you really didn't write it, I will register it, and next time you do this, you will lose points."

"Wait a moment!"

Jiang Yike fisted his fingers, slammed the table down, and asked, "Why do I deduct points? I can't understand a single question, how do I write it?"

Although he was menacing, his voice was that of a full-bodied boy, as clear and bright as the sun, and there was even a trace of laziness and tiredness that hadn't woken up.

Not feeling threatened at all.

The class representative spread his hands helplessly: "Who told you to sleep in class."

Jiang Yike snorted coldly, and stepped on the plastic chair directly with some worn-out sneakers.

He crossed his arms, leaned over to look at the class representative, and said in a contemptuous and arrogant voice, "I won't write anymore!"

Just kidding, I am the majestic Lord of the Demon Realm, if I don't want to do my homework, I don't do my homework, can you control me?

Class representative: "Then register your name."

Jiang Yike staggered and almost fell off: "Hey, wait a minute, don't remember my name!"

.

How could the class representative care about whether he wanted it or not? He calmly scribbled down his name on the notebook, and walked away with his homework in his hands.

Jiang Yike sat down angrily, and the chair slammed back against the wall.He looked dissatisfied, and his slender legs were directly placed on the table, looking like a big boss.

The tablemate who was watching was stunned. He looked at Jiang Yike and asked in a low voice, "Hello? That, are you okay?"

Just a few days after the start of school, my new deskmate has always been shy and timid, and his voice is also thin and weak, and he never dared to speak loudly.

Why is it hammering the table and pushing the chair again today, like a different person?

Jiang Yike didn't answer the question from his deskmate. He rubbed his eyebrows, turned over suddenly, jumped off his chair, and rushed out of the classroom.

Taking a look at the class card, the class he is in seems to be called "Class F", which is regarded as an ordinary class in Nancheng No. [-] Middle School. Class B.

There were a lot of people standing in the corridor, Jiang Yike glanced around a few times, secretly thinking that this world is really inexplicable, most people are so tall——

It's uncomfortable to have to look up to someone else's perspective.

Five fingers sank into the hair gap, messing up the soft black hair a little, Jiang Yike frowned, walked angrily, and recalled what happened.

He had just woken up and was still not fully conscious.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a strange scene everywhere he looked, and he was even a little at a loss because of the strangeness.

Immediately afterwards, the memory of the original owner suddenly flooded into his mind, mixed with the previous memory, in a disorderly manner.

If this place is not a dream, then he should have traveled to a strange place called 2036 and replaced the original soul in this body.

Fortunately, the original body is also called "Jiang Yike", so the name has not changed, and there is no need to adapt to a new title.

Master Mozun followed his memory to a place called "the washroom". As soon as he entered, he saw a clear mirror of Mingsheng glass in front of him.

A little boy in a school uniform was reflected on the mirror, his hair was a little long, hanging softly on his eyebrows, and his eyes were covered with a layer of clear water, which looked clean and simple.

Who is this little weak chicken?

Jiang Yike frowned, moved his body to the right, and saw that the person in the mirror stone was also moving in the same direction.

Jiang Yike: "?"

He raised his right hand, and the man in the mirror also raised his right hand.He waved, and the man in the mirror waved with him.

Jiang Yike: "???"

No way?

Shouldn't it be what I thought it would be?

Jiang Yike lowered his head slowly, and saw that the five fingers were slender and slender, with clear joints, but they looked a little thinner, without any sense of strength.

It’s over.

The author has something to say: Let’s open a hole!The hot chicken author sprinkles some flowers on himself

The next pre-received article to be written, "Little Wolf Dog His Milk is Sweet" is in the column, the milky and soft little wolf dog Gong X is addicted to raising a baby, please bookmark it, okay! !

—The copy is as follows—

With a winning rate close to 100%, occupying the first place in the ranking list of the holographic chicken eating online game "Peak of Honor", Huo Shen, who doesn't talk too much and is accurate, suddenly opened a low-end novice game, and then...lost.

——What happened, Huo Shen lost the low-end game? ? ?

After the loudspeaker announcing the battle situation drifted past, all the players on the server were shocked and rushed to the main city to watch the excitement.

According to reliable information, Huo Shen was driving a two-seater off-road vehicle and rushed into the drug circle without looking back, and couldn't pull it.

Afterwards, the reporter managed to grab an interview opportunity and excitedly asked about the situation at that time.

"Because I promised my brother."

The teenager was sitting on a chair, wearing a clean white school uniform, looking more serious than ever before.

"Take him to see the stars."

XXX

In this regard, a certain brother showed a "kind" smile: "That sounds nice, let me see your homework?"

Huo Lan: QAQ