Let go of that white moonlight

An Xin is a third-year student in a high school in City A. The third-year high school students took the placement test at the beginning of the semester. As a scumbag, An Xin naturally entered the tenth class at the bottom of the crane, but fortunately, she did not sit on the throne of the last one in the grade.

"..." Looking at the brand-new textbook and the brand-new knowledge system, An Xin fell into a long silence.

However, his silence did not mean that he was bewildered and helpless. At this moment, he was so excited beyond words.

Senior three, college entrance examination, he had no conditions to go to university in his previous life, and originally wanted to take a college entrance examination as a souvenir of his life, but the dean happened to be ill and needed someone to take care of him, so he had no choice but to give up the high talent without hesitation. There is a chance to do it all over again.

Well, what kind of cannon fodder Bai Yueguang rescue system, isn't it fooling around all the way to the end, referring to high talents, going to college, but the obsession in his heart.

"An Xin... An Xin... An Xin! Are you sleepwalking? It's Chinese class now, what math book are you reading? You are trying to get angry with me! You give me to stand in the corridor as punishment!" Lao Liu, the class teacher and Chinese teacher, is a bit grumpy. The little old man, however, scolded fiercely, but his thoughts were all for the good of the students in the class, he just hated iron but not steel.

Especially An Xin, he could have a cerebral hemorrhage in just a few minutes!

"Good teacher." An Xin blinked her eyes. Originally, she wanted to apologize to the teacher, so as not to really make the teacher's blood burst. However, he saw a figure walking over the playground with sharp eyes. The introduction like a shadow accompanying him sounded in his mind.

That is the suffering master of this world, and his target must be non-stop to gain a sense of existence!

So, when Lao Liu finished his Chinese class and wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with An Xin for the nth time, there was no sign of the boy in the corridor, and Lao Liu's furious voice sounded again in the corridor.

"Hey, Xueba, are you going to skip class too?" Although the soul in the original owner's body is An Xin, but he is new here, and the original owner's character and behavior still have some influence on An Xin, so he subconsciously said such words, He felt embarrassed for a while.

However, it doesn't matter, as long as you can talk to the target of the capture.

Jiang Minghao looked at An Xin who was standing in front of him with a smile on his face, and frowned slightly, "It's get out of class time now."

"But you came from the playground, obviously you were not in the teaching building just now, what is it if you don't skip class?" An Xin kept on the topic of "skip class", although she still had a smile on her face, her face was clearly pale , the bloodshot eyes are also very obvious, no matter how you look at it, how haggard.

Jiang Minghao frowned even tighter, and was about to say something, when he heard Lao Liu's roar from behind, An Xin shrunk his neck subconsciously, made a face at Jiang Minghao, and ran towards the playground.

The fence on the other side of the playground is his usual route for skipping classes. In the blink of an eye, he has long been familiar with this route.

"Class is about to start!"

"Hey, I'm a scumbag, who am I afraid of!"

Ma Da, if he doesn't concentrate on getting a good night's sleep, he is afraid that he will follow in the footsteps of the original owner - he died suddenly from fatigue. He played almost all night last night and came to school early in the morning. The original owner had already stayed up for three consecutive days before For three days and nights, if he doesn't sleep again, he's really going to die!