I'm dead again [quick time travel]

Qiao didn't speak for a long time. He stood upright on the bed and looked around.

There was no one else in the ward, but there was a glass of hot water on the table next to it, and there was still mist on the glass, which was hot. It seemed that there were people here not long ago.

He tried to think about what happened before, but when he closed his eyes, he saw Gu Ci's crying face, his heart ached so badly.

Altman said: "Yes, host, you can choose to store memories or feelings."

"Ok?"

"We have to go to the next world later, and you will hinder us from doing the task." He explained: "After storing the memory, you will not remember what happened in the previous world after you go to the next world."

"What about storing feelings?"

"It's just to draw out the feelings." Qiao Jiu actually saw the contempt on the Ultraman's face: "You should know."

Qiao Jiu asked again: "When will you go to the next world?"

"Well," the system said: "There are still 30 seconds left, you can choose the host quickly, otherwise I will draw randomly."

The corner of Qiao Jiu's mouth twitched: "Feeling."

He didn't want to forget Gu Ci.

Qiao Jiu turned his head and saw the two platycodon flowers in front of the bed.

"Okay," the system's voice is cheerful: "Let's go, have a nice trip!"

Qiao Jiu's consciousness fell into chaos, and when he opened his eyes, he sat in the classroom.

It seems to be summer, the afterglow of the sunset is outside the window, there is no teacher in the classroom, some people are doing their homework with their heads down, and some are talking to the people around them in a low voice.

The fan above his head was turned on very loudly, whirring, blowing up the corners of the papers on his desk.

Qiao Jiu raised his head slowly, and yawned with one hand propped on his chin, when a voice came to Qiao Jiu's ear: "Chi Qiaoqiao is here."

The tone is full of excitement.

Qiao Jiu followed their gaze towards the door, and there was a girl standing at the door with a ponytail, big watery eyes, a small nose and a small mouth, just like the first love goddess they remembered later.

The girl stood at the door and said something to a boy, and the boy came in and shouted at the back of the classroom: "Zhou Wei, someone is calling you."

Some boys started booing at the back of the classroom, Qiao Jiu looked over, and a boy stood up, as if he had just woken up, his face was full of impatience: "Who is it!"

Chi Qiaoqiao stood by the door of the classroom, playing with her fingers, with no expression on her face.

The boy named Zhou Wei had very long legs, and he walked with wind. When passing by Qiao Jiu’s desk, he even swept his book to the ground. He didn’t seem to notice it, and walked straight to the door without giving any attention. went.

Qiao Jiu looked at the slender figure, clicked his tongue, and bent down to pick up the book that fell on the floor.

When his hand touched the paper, he paused, and Jiang Zhi was written on it, like a girl's name.

He picked up the book, and flipped through the textbooks in the process of sorting out, all with the same name.

The system didn't know where it went, and there was no response after calling for a long time. The boy behind him patted him on the shoulder: "Jiang Zhi, lend me your math paper."

There happened to be a math paper on the table, which seemed to have just been handed out, and Qiao Jiu handed it to him.

Tsk tsk, changed the name.

Qiao Jiu put the arranged books on the table, and when Zhou Wei came in, he brought all the books to the ground and scattered them all over the floor.

Zhou Wei stopped walking, and looked back at Qiao Jiu, with a scrutiny in his eyes. Qiao Jiu wanted to hit him, but he didn't know who this Jiang Zhi was, so he took a breath and bent down to pick up the book.

He bumped heads with Zhou Wei.

Qiao Jiu even heard the boy at the same table gasp.

Qiao Jiu thought indifferently, oh my god, I might be bullied on campus!

But Zhou Wei didn't hit him. After being hit on the head, Zhou Wei picked up the books faster, threw the messy books on Qiao Jiu's table, and left in a hurry.

After sitting back in his chair, he slapped himself in the mouth after recovering.

Qiao Jiu: This person is not sick.

"Hee hee hee, your lovely system suddenly appeared!" The system's voice suddenly sounded, startling Qiao Jiu.

Qiao Jiu: "..."

Qiao Jiu: "Crazy you!"

System: "Have you missed me for a long time today?"

"No," Qiao Jiu said indifferently: "The next one, and there will be no next one. Give me the information of this world."

System: "Because you didn't miss me, so I won't give it!"

Qiao Jiu: You know I can sue you!

The Ultraman model in my mind is stuck at the waist: "You have no place to complain about me, hehehe."

The class bell rang, and a 50-[-]-year-old man came in. Qiao Jiu was startled: "It looks like my high school head teacher..."

The system is curious: "Where does it look like?"

"They're all bald."

System: "It doesn't matter, you will be the same as them after you reach this age."

Qiao Jiu felt that he was about to suffocate.

"By the way," he said, "what have you been up to?"

"I'm going to go through the handover formalities."

Qiao Jiu:? ? ? "Are you still working?"

"Otherwise," the system said quietly, "why do I let you all die?"

This was the first class in the evening, and his body seemed to have a bad stomach. Halfway through the class, Qiao Jiu felt a throbbing pain in his stomach.

The tablemate was called Xie Xu. Seeing Qiao Jiu's appearance, he gave Qiao Jiu a bag of biscuits from under the table.

Qiao Jiu whispered his thanks.

Xie Xu pointed to the teacher, then turned his head and went to listen to the class seriously.

Qiao Jiu sat in the third row in the middle of the classroom. The location was very good. Looking at the serious students around him, Qiao Jiu secretly slandered that he might become a top student this time.

Looking down and seeing the bright red 142 on the math paper on the table, Qiao Jiu confirmed this idea again.

He used to struggle to get a 110 in the test.

He propped his chin up and looked at the teacher who was spitting all over the podium, calling the system in his heart.

"What happened?"

"Can you do math problems?"

"What question?" The system said, "Show me."

Qiao Jiu didn't know how he saw it. After a few seconds, he said triumphantly, "It's not easy."

Qiao Jiu smiled: "Then I will leave it to you."

"how about you?"

Xiao Qiaojiu in his mind pretended to be dead: "I just want to be a good-for-nothing Qiaojiu in peace."

System: "Okay, you are the host and you have the final say."

Qiao Jiu smiled in satisfaction.

System: "Host, listen carefully to the class, I'm going to play games!"

Qiao Jiu:...

At night, Altman passed the information to Qiao Jiu, and at that time Qiao Jiu was already on his way home.

There's no way, if the system doesn't say anything, Qiao Jiu won't even know how to get home.

His original name was Jiang Zhi, a sophomore in high school, a top student, a commuter student, he had a house not far from the school, his parents were abroad, and they were just waiting for his family reunion after the college entrance examination.

"When will the mission come out?"

Altman seemed to be playing a game, and said casually, "Just wait."

The newly appointed Ultraman System is an Internet-addicted teenager who plays games every day, and is a chatterbox when he is not playing games.

Qiao Jiu recalled the things he encountered in the last world, and the tasks released later had clues to be found before, and maybe the same is true in this world.

Who did you meet today?

At the same table are Xie Xu, Zhou Wei, and that girl named Chi Qiaoqiao.

As for the others, have a good look tomorrow.

There was a bookstore downstairs from Qiao Jiu's house. When passing by, he thought about it, went in and bought a few books before going home.

A good night's sleep.

When brushing his teeth the next morning, Qiao Jiu saw himself in the mirror. Unexpectedly, it was his own face, peach eyes, and a casual smile.

It seemed that the original body hadn't had his hair cut for a long time, his bangs were about to cover his eyes, and with a pair of black-rimmed glasses blocking those beautiful eyes, ten points would turn into five points.

Qiao Jiu lifted his bangs up, his forehead was beautiful, and his hair was held by his hands with water droplets. Water flowed from his forehead and streaked across the corners of his eyes. Qiao Jiu raised a smiling face in front of the mirror. , a pair of squinted eyes make people feel itchy.

Because of this face, Qiao Jiu was in a good mood that day.

The first class in the morning is physics class. After class, Qiao Jiu was called away by the physics teacher. Yuan is the representative of the physics class. The physics teacher is a humorous little old man. Even an introverted person like Qiao Jiu can get along with him He said something.

He carried a large pile of physics exercise books and followed the physics teacher, listening to the little old man.

When Qiao Jiu entered the office, he saw Chi Qiaoqiao standing next to the physics teacher's desk.

The physics teacher joked, "Why is Qiao Qiao here again?"

Chi Qiaoqiao looked helpless: "Then you have to ask Teacher Xia."

The teacher Xia they talked about had a desk on the left of the physics teacher. Qiao Jiu remembered that this teacher Xia was the head teacher of a certain class in the first year of high school.

At this time, she was receiving water, and when she heard the conversation, she laughed out of anger: "Why don't you see what you did!"

These words seemed to be a reprimand, but Qiao Jiu sounded more like a joke.

Chi Qiaoqiao smiled: "Why don't you care about those boys, I said I don't like them and they still pester me."

Qiao Jiu looked at Chi Qiaoqiao. Although he was very common in this aspect in high school, he still kept it a secret from his teacher. Chi Qiaoqiao was a little surprised when he said it so hotly.

Teacher Xia came over with a glass of water and nodded Chi Qiaoqiao's head: "They are not under my control, but you are under my control!"

Qiao Jiu put the exercise book on the table, and found out the test paper from the day before yesterday to take it back to the classroom.

"Xiao Xia, don't be so strict, it's not Qiao Qiao's fault," the physics teacher said, and he patted Qiao Jiu's shoulder: "Qiao Qiao, come and get to know him, this is your senior brother."

Chi Qiaoqiao is also the class representative of the physics teacher.

She looked at Qiao Jiu, rolled her eyes, and smiled happily: "Hello Senior Brother Jiang."

Qiao Jiu pursed his lips: "Hello."

Teacher Xia waved his hand: "Go back to the classroom, remember, don't hit people in the future!"

Qiao Jiu then bid farewell to the physics teacher: "Teacher, I'm going back to the classroom."

"Go."

Chi Qiaoqiao walked out of the office with a smile, and stood at the door, his eyes lit up when he saw Qiao Jiu coming out: "What's your name?"

Qiao Jiu was stunned: "Jiang Zhi."

"Are you from Zhou Wei's class?"

"Ah."

...

Then she asked a few more questions, and Qiao Jiu answered them in a few words.

If she could say a word less, she would never open her mouth more. She was very cold, but Chi Qiaoqiao didn't seem to notice it, or she noticed it, but didn't care, and still talked to him enthusiastically.

Qiao Jiu is actually quite interested in this girl, but he can't let the character down.

Chi Qiaoqiao acted as if she just knew him, but Qiao Jiu can guarantee that she must have known him for a long time.

He didn't miss the look she had on his face when he entered the office.

The class bell rang, and the classroom of the first year of high school was in another building. Qiao Chichi ran over there quickly, and waved to Qiao Jiu: "Senior brother, I will come to play with you next time!"

The girl's voice was clear and slender, and she was running like a beautiful bird, causing everyone in the corridor to turn their heads.

Qiao Jiu stood at the door of the classroom, quietly watching her disappear around the corner.

The author has something to say:

The currently confirmed world is written in the copywriting. If there is a world you want to see, you can recommend it, but this book does not intend to write about the ancient world.

Pooh=3=

And when I go home, the wifi in my mother’s new home is connected to a computer with a universal/key/key. It’s too miserable. Can I only use my mobile phone to code? QAQ

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