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Xia Shang's body seemed to be imprisoned in a closed and narrow space, his head was about to become brittle, his eyes couldn't be opened after all his efforts, is he dead or not?Is it the end?Has he returned from the novel world to the real world?

Xia Shang was hesitant, and decided to find a small author for a theory. Don't ask me why he can find an author, just yes.

The little author was so upset, sitting in front of the computer and crying, what should I do now?Accidentally, I wrote all the male protagonists to death.

Xia Shang wanted to hit someone when he heard it, but he didn't expect it to be a mistake. What should I do? I ask you what to do.

The writing was interrupted. In the novel world, Xia Shang and Hu Zhongyue don't know whether they are dead or alive. However, it is not logical that they should not die in such a major traffic accident. But then again, if they are really dead, then write a fart.

Xia Shang couldn't help feeling flustered when he thought of his [-] million gambling debts, but the novel wasn't over yet, and he couldn't go back. Isn't this a waste of time?

Hey, you can write whatever you want, anyway, life or death is up to you.

The young author stabilized his mind and said calmly: I have decided, you have crossed over! ! !

Xia Shang was powerless to complain, so hurry up, we will be crushed to death if we are not suffocated under the car.

Keke - it's so serious

When Xia Shang came to his senses, he was sitting in the last row of a classroom, surrounded by noisy crowds of all colors. He looked down at himself, and he was wearing the same school uniform with light gray checks as them.

All of a sudden, I felt like thinking of something, [By the way, what's my name? 】He panicked and turned over the math textbook in front of him, hehe, he was relieved, there were three crooked lines on the first page of the book:

Name: Xia Shang

Grade: Senior Three ([-]) Class

School: Nanshi No.[-] Middle School

Even if you are a little smart enough to write your personal information in the textbook, Xia Shang's trust in the young author is obviously insufficient.

These are all secondary. Xia Shang’s main concern is Hu Zhongyue. He probed around. With Hu Zhongyue’s altitude and appearance, he is easy to recognize even in the crowd. But after searching, he found that there was no Hu Zhongyue.

Xia Shang was a little worried, he couldn't be still at the scene of the car accident!I don't know if I'm dead or not!It would be a pity if he died, he was a nice person.The novel is not over, I don't know if the character can return to the real world after death, alas!If you can't go back...

Unable to help himself, Xia Shang thought of his own fate, it would be unlucky to meet such an unreliable author, alas!I also feel that there are risks in any line of work!

Seeing that Xia Shang actually pulled away and was in a daze, the little author got a little emotional: Don't worry, only people who die can come back, can you concentrate, OK?

Xia Shang propped his forehead with his left hand, thoughtful.The noise in the classroom gradually died down. A short, fat female teacher with black-rimmed glasses entered the classroom with a pile of homework. Her eyes fell on the wall behind the classroom.

"After class, the squad leader and the sports committee re-pasted the words that fell off."

Xia Shang followed the teacher's words, turned his head sideways, and saw two red and black slogans on the wall:

Heavenly King Gedihu, full test 985

As long as you don't die, learn from death

However, the characters 'Li' and 'Xue' were hanging in the air, and Xia Shang read them out with his head sideways.

In today's high school, even the promotional slogans are so powerful. Xia Shangxiang's vows for the college entrance examination back then were basically:

The fragrance of plum blossom comes from the bitter cold, and the sword edge comes from sharpening.

Work hard and gain a lot, be happy to learn, be kind to think, be sharp and innovative

Something like this.

"Xia Shang, did you hear me talking to you?" The female teacher picked up the blackboard eraser and slapped it on the podium.

Her gaze was fierce, her eyes stared like Tongling, and her fat body was shaken.

Xia Shang said "ah", turned around immediately, stood up with a whoosh, his face was hot.

"Teacher, did you call me?" Xia Shang opened his big eyes, his face flushed.

Puchi—the two girls in the front row leaned forward, covering their mouths and laughing. Xia Shang looked around and didn't understand why everyone was holding back their laughter, so he turned his eyes back to the podium.

"If I don't call you who, can it be that there are two monitors in our class?" The female teacher's face sank, like a piece of black cloth.

The rustling sound rose from every corner. The girl sitting in the front row of Xia Shang gave a thumbs up, turned her head quietly, and lowered her voice:

"Squad leader, you're doing well today." The voice was as soft as a mosquito's, but Xia Shang could hear it clearly.

Xia Shang blinked his eyes, muttered his lips and looked at everyone. He was a little surprised that he was suddenly dubbed the squad leader. After all, he was always only responsible for his appearance.

Koko - let's cut in -

【"Mr. Guo, why did you choose Xia Shang as the squad leader?" Song Li was puzzled. 】

【"I am happy to see his face. I am happy to see him dangling in front of me." Guo Jie smiled. 】

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Halfway through the class, voices came from the door of the classroom, and more than fifty people all looked in that direction.Xia Shang stopped writing and poked his head out of the window. He was sitting in the last row of the first group. As soon as he stretched his neck, he saw several tall figures standing outside the classroom.

A boy wearing a navy blue T-shirt and black ripped jeans walked into the classroom, stood beside the podium, scanned the entire class with an expressionless face, lowered his head and kicked on the ground.

"Hu Zhongyue—" Xia Shangqing couldn't help shouting.

Guo Jie walked in from the outside, and pointed her sharp eyes at Xia Shang. She was standing beside Hu Zhongyue, half a body shorter. She was about to speak, but felt that something was wrong, so she took a step back, walked onto the podium, and stood still. , waved his hand and said:

"This is a new transfer student in the class, named Hu Zhongyue."

Xia Shang's eyes are full of Hu Zhongyue, Hu Zhongyue is very cool and cold, just like when he was in ALIN.

But it's different, I think of how embarrassed he was when he was cooking in a shirt, sitting in the office to help himself correct articles, complaining about his poor logic, and often being mad at himself for his good looks.

Hu Zhongyue in the classroom now is a little strange, with a sense of distance that Xia Shang can't tell.

Didn't you just break up?Why are you strangers?What's the problem?

Time travel is different——

Xia Shang tried his best to meet his gaze, no matter what, he was the only person Hu Zhongyue knew here

Keke—I, Hu Shi Zonggong, is finally back.

"Would you like to introduce yourself, new classmate?"

Before Guo Jie's words hit the ground, Hu Zhongyue interrupted:

"I'll sit there." His gaze was attracted by Xia Shang's fair face, cute bangs hanging down on his forehead, and a pair of watery eyes, as if he was talking to himself.He points to the first group with two fingers.

"Well, okay." Guo Jie watched Hu Zhongyue's back.

After confirming that Hu Zhongyue was walking towards him, Xia Shang curled his mouth and looked at Hu Zhongyue. He wondered if he was nervous. His lower lip was bitten deeply by him. Hu Zhongyue walked around him and sat beside him before he turned his head. .

"Hey, you've been watching me for a long time." Hu Zhongyue knocked on Zhou Shang's table, but didn't look at him.

Xia Shang's heart skipped a beat, it was still the same subwoofer:

"Who's looking at you? I'm worried about you." Xia Shang tilted his head secretly, his eyes glanced up, and the bangs on the ear pinnae were cut neatly, sliding out a section and a half arc.

"Worried about me, what are you worried about me?" Hu Zhongyue turned his head and found Xia Shang who was peeking at him. Xia Shang dodged, and the nail on his thumb was snapped loudly by his index finger.

Xia Shang's lips blew up and down, and he pouted and said, "I'm worried you're still in the car."

Hu Zhongyue leaned against the wall, leaned sideways, and looked at Xia Shang who was as obedient as a little sheep: "Are you acting like a spoiled child to me?"

Kuku's face finally improved a bit, Hu Zhongyue reached out and snatched the math book that Xia Shang was holding under his hand.

"Xia Shang~" Hu Zhongyue kicked his feet and looked down at Xia Shang. Xia Shang's face turned red again, and he turned his head away not to dare to peek again.

"Why are you so obedient!" Hu Zhongyue was lying on the table, with his head close to Xia Shang's arm, looking at Xia Shang's red lips and clear eyes and giggling.

Xia Shang put down his writing pen and said softly, "It's good that you're fine!" Then he turned to look at Hu Zhongyue, with a rare smile on his tough and clear face.

Hu Zhongyue raised his eyebrows, Xia Shang was flustered and devoted himself to studying again.

"What's the matter? What should I do?" Hu Zhongyue seemed to be tied by a thread. He sat on the stool, leaned back, and looked at Xia Shang with scorched eyes with his head sideways.

Wearing the school uniform, half of the ankles were exposed, thin and white.

Xia Shang quickly took a step back on the stool, dumbfounded, Hu Zhongyue, when did you look at yourself like this?He woke up like a dream, opened his mouth wide, took a deep breath, and took a long time to say a word:

"Do you know me?"

Hu Zhongyue shrugged, and by the way, straightened Xia Shang's stool with his foot: "I just met you!"

Chi - the stool is upright, and the person is quite light.

"Ah?" Xia Shang sat on the stool and was turned abruptly. He lowered his voice as much as possible and said, "So you don't know me?"

"Hey, Xia Shang, why have you been seducing me all this time?" Hu Zhongyue smiled with a warm wind in his ears.

With a hook of Hu Zhongyue's foot, Xia Shang's stool joined his own.

The author has something to say:

Don't be ashamed that the plot develops too fast

Because the back is bloody