I practice by love games

Yun Xiaoming's mind was blank at this moment, unable to think.

The gold fingers of the protagonists of other novels have never been confiscated by the head teacher! !

This is how to do?

Xiao 8 said that only [-] meters in [-] seconds plus money can enter the intensive class.

Ant Huabei, who owes eight thousand, probably has no money to spare.

He also expects to improve his personal qualities in an all-round way by relying on his mobile phone, and strives to be a coward who is crying for a scholarship from the school!

"Yun Xiaoming!" Teacher Lin flashed the confiscated mobile phone, "Zero in the history test, failed in the physical education test, and you have been playing games for four classes in the afternoon! What makes you so bloated?"

Every time Mr. Lin said something, Yun Xiaoming shivered.

I thought that with the golden finger, I could play games as I wished, but I was floating!

Teacher Lin's expression became ruthless, and he spit out the verdict that choked all the students: "Parents please!"

There was silence in the classroom, and even the students who didn't care about Yun Xiaoming all cast sympathetic looks at him.

Yun Xiaoming said nonchalantly, "I don't know the contact information of my family."

Teacher Lin sneered, and his wise eyes pierced Yun Xiaoming's soul.

"Unlock your phone!"

Yun Xiaoming unlocked it with his fingerprint.

In front of the students, Teacher Lin dug out the address book and dialed a phone number.

"Hello, are you Yun Xiaoming's uncle? You are his guardian, right? I'm his class teacher Lin Zixuan, we met yesterday."

Yun Xiaoming shivered.

The whole class was trembling.

Teacher Lin said: "Your child's learning attitude is very problematic. He kept playing with his mobile phone when he was not listening to lectures in class. I confiscated his mobile phone... What time do you come to school? Down."

All the students were as obedient and quiet as quails under such a terrible deterrence.

Yun Xiaoming looked at Teacher Lin eagerly, and asked in a low voice, "Teacher, can I have a word with uncle?"

Hurry up and find a way to get the phone back, the gold finger can't be confiscated by the head teacher!

Teacher Lin sneered, and temporarily handed the phone to Yun Xiaoming.

Yun Xiaoming heard a middle-aged man's voice coming from the phone.

"Mingzi, are you naughty again at school?"

"I'm sorry, Uncle." Yun Xiaoming said nervously, "The teacher wants to confiscate my mobile phone, but...but I still want to use the mobile phone to check information, study hard, and improve every day."

There was a low laugh.

Yun Xiaoming pleaded: "Uncle, can you help me to ask Teacher Lin not to confiscate my mobile phone? I will definitely listen carefully in class and not play games."

The voice over there was very gentle, with a touch of pampering: "Don't worry, I'll tell your teacher to ask her to return the phone to you. But Mingzi, you have to listen carefully in class, you know?"

Yun Xiaoming nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Okay, I promise!"

Yun Xiaoming handed the phone to Teacher Lin, but Teacher Lin obviously disagreed with returning the culprit of the game to Yun Xiaoming so easily.

After explaining the interests of high school students addicted to games on the phone, she turned to Yun Xiaoming and said very sternly: "You can return the phone, but stay after school and memorize the key points of history. After the inspection , to get the phone back.”

Yun Xiaoming: ...

The head teacher is really cruel!

After school, Yun Xiaoming followed Teacher Lin to the office.

Teacher Lin gave Yun Xiaoming a boxed lunch: "Eat first, then memorize after eating!"

Yun Xiaoming didn't care about eating, he just wanted to recite the important points: "Teacher, I want to study."

Teacher Lin's expression softened a little, and he took out two A4 papers to print out the important points, and handed them to Yun Xiaoming.

"I'll be watching by the side, and when I'm familiar with it, when will I return the phone to you."

Yun Xiaoming looked at the two key points.

One-third is a chronology of historical events.

A high school student's nightmare!

Another third is various conventions signed by human society.

A high school student's super nightmare!

The final third is the historical significance of historical events.

The ultimate high school nightmare!

Yun Xiaoming spent three hours in a nightmare, and it was dark.He finally memorized all of them stutteringly.

During these three hours, Mr. Lin has been supervising Yun Xiaoming's study all the time, and explaining to Yun Xiaoming what he doesn't understand.

Yun Xiaoming thought to himself: Although Mr. Lin is fierce, he is really responsible!

"That's it for today." Teacher Lin saw that Yun Xiaoming had almost finished memorizing, and finally returned the phone to Yun Xiaoming, and said earnestly, "I need to review after I go back. As long as you memorize these things, the history test is not a big problem. .Your uncle is an ordinary person. It is not easy to support you in these years. Although you can't get into the intensive class, you can make money to support yourself if you work hard to get into a cultural university!"

Yun Xiaoming bowed to Teacher Lin and thanked him from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, Teacher."

Teacher Lin didn't care too much. She looked at the sky and said, "It's getting dark. It's not safe for you to go home alone. I'll take you back."

"Not safe?" Yun Xiaoming was puzzled, but when he caught sight of Teacher Lin's eyes, he immediately understood the meaning.

With a sports score of 173 seconds in the [-] meters, it is indeed dangerous to go home alone!

So, the two walked side by side towards the parking lot in front of the school. Teacher Lin's car was an ordinary white pickup, nothing special.

But when he sat in the car, he was surprised to find that the fierce teacher Lin had a girlish heart!

The cushion of the car is pink lace, the steering wheel of the car is covered with pink lace, and even the photos placed in front of the driver's seat are wrapped with pink lace! !

Yun Xiaoming glanced at those photos, and casually praised: "Mr. Lin, your boyfriend is so handsome!"

Lin Zixuan, who was always serious and fierce, took a look at the photo and smiled slightly.

With a shy smile, stars in his eyes, reddish cheeks, he looks like a nympho girl Huaichun.

Teacher Lin twitched: "It's not a boyfriend, it's a great witch god, my idol male god!"

Only now did Yun Xiaoming notice that the man's face was also printed on the cushion in the car.

"Who is the Great Witch God? Is the movie you acted in good?" Yun Xiaoming tried his best to talk to the head teacher, creating an atmosphere of common topics.

As a result, when he asked this sentence, he found that Mr. Lin's face was ashen.

Teacher Lin asked with the unique stern tone of an educator: "Yun Xiaoming, have you forgotten all the important points of history that you just memorized? You actually asked me who the Great Witch God is?!"

Yun Xiaoming shuddered all over.

He immediately said: "No! I... I will seriously recall..."

Yun Xiaoming looked at the man in the photo again, scrutinized the man carefully, and tried to compare the photo with the historical figure.

The man in the photo looks very young, in his 20s.

The appearance is perfect, the facial features are sharp, as if carved out by a knife.

Although Xiao 8 is also good-looking, compared with the person in this photo, it is like the gap between fireflies and the sun.

The man in the photo has an indescribable chill in his eyes. His eyes are very black, like obsidian in the dark night, with indescribable magic power: the more you look at it, the more frightening you are. Looking at his eyes, It seems to be in an empty and lonely universe, with the vastness of tens of millions of light years and the vastness of the end of time.

Ice-cold, solidified, and capable of erupting with the most terrifying power, destroying everything.

Yun Xiaoming stared blankly without knowing it, and it wasn't until Teacher Lin coughed that Yun Xiaoming came back to his senses.

He searched hard in his mind for the key points of history that he had just memorized——

"It's... Zhang Fan Zhang, who has been cultivated into a bundle of thoughts, who is said to have left the body and glimpsed the ultimate mysteries of the universe?"

Zhang Fan is a well-known person in history books, and he became famous very early. At the age of 32, he was already invincible in the world.

Although Zhang Fan does not seem to match the age of the man in the photo, maybe this is a photo of him younger!

Teacher Lin sneered: "Wrong! Go back and write the important points silently five times, hand it in tomorrow!"

Yun Xiaoming quickly guessed again.

He observed the picture more carefully. He looked at the man in the picture before, but this time he paid more attention to the background of the picture.

The background is a bit like a university campus. There is a huge boulder in the center with words written on it, half of which is blocked by a man, and the word Wuhan University is exposed on the other half.

It must be Jingwu University!

The photo at the gate of Jingwu, it must be the awakening of a teenager, he became a teaching assistant at the age of 23, a professor of Jingwu University at the age of 29, and the 49-year-old Donghuang x Professor!

Moreover, Teacher Lin is a teacher, and her idol is a professor, which is also very reasonable!

It turns out that Professor Donghuang X was so handsome when he was young!Yun Xiaoming sighed silently: Hurry up and find out which Jingwu University Professor Donghuang teaches at, and I am going to apply for the exam to be his student!

"It's Professor Donghuang x!" Yun Xiaoming said with certainty.

"I also respect Professor Donghuang." Lin Zixuan said, "but not him."

Yun Xiaoming thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out.

He simply admitted: "Mr. Lin, I will write down the key points you gave me ten times when I go home."

Teacher Lin said: "It's not necessary to write silently ten times, just copy the four hundred characters related to the Great Witch God twenty times!"

At this point, Yun Xiaoming no longer knows who the Great Witch God is, so it's really time to check his IQ.

It's just that he can't believe it at all, the man in the photo and the person highlighted in the key are the same person!

Do not!

It's him!

It must be him!

The temperament can be matched, and the age can be matched.

It's just that when Yun Xiaoming recited the key points, he imagined that man as a devil with a distorted face.

Yun Xiaoming felt that the man had a bloody mouth, and there must be a human head hanging on the exposed fangs. He never thought that the real person was... so handsome!

The killings recorded in the history books did not reduce his handsomeness by half. On the contrary, he added a layer of god-like highlights to this handsomeness, making him an indelible bright star in the ancient universe.

"Yes - Wu - Ye - Yao!" Yun Xiaoming said the name word by word.

Lin Zixuan showed a satisfied look on her face, and nodded slightly: "Yes, it is Wu Yeyao who is called the great witch god!"

[historical focus]

Wu Yeyao, male, was born on December 2031, 12.

His childhood is untraceable, and he entered the public eye because of an incident known as the "Sword of Damocles" in history.

The cause of the incident was that during the Spring Festival of 2030, an ordinary man named Wu Hangyu died of the manslaughter of a high-ranking warrior.

Wu Hangyu's widow brought her children and demanded compensation from the high-ranking warrior, but the high-ranking warrior refused, saying, "This matter is very common, the weak prey on the strong."

His wife was not reconciled to her husband's death in vain, so she filed a lawsuit with the court.According to relevant laws and regulations, high-level warriors need to publicly apologize to ordinary people who died in vain, pay high compensation and maintenance fees, and be sentenced to more than 3 years in prison, and the maximum sentence can be the death penalty.

However, the lawsuit dragged on for a year, and finally the court ruled that the high-ranking warrior was not guilty, and ordered the plaintiff mother and son not to pursue the matter further, otherwise they would be punished according to law.

The day of the court ruling happened to be the eighth birthday of Wu Hangyu's only son, Wu Yeyao.

In the middle of the night, the high-ranking martial artist who had escaped legal sanctions celebrated his victory at home and got drunk.

Wu Yeyao, who was only 8 years old, suddenly appeared and killed him.

No one knows what Wu Yeyao felt after avenging his father.

It’s just that according to the available information, the 8-year-old child sat tremblingly next to the dead body, tapped the keyboard with his blood-stained hands, and edited his father’s innocent death, the inaction of the court, etc. into a press release , sent to media reporters, and admitted that he killed his enemy.

His famous saying is still deep in my memory - 8-year-old boy kills a high-level warrior, this is unusual, but the weak eat the strong!

Before this incident, high-ranking warriors regarded the lives of ordinary people as worthless, and they didn't care about accidental injury and manslaughter, and the legal provisions were like nothing.

After this incident, all the high-level warriors felt insecure and did not dare to act recklessly.

Because they realized for the first time that the weak cannot be bullied, as long as they have the heart, ants can also eat elephants.

The Alliance of Martial Artists emerged from this, and formulated various regulations to restrict the behavior of warriors.

And this incident, like the sword of Damocles, hangs over the heads of warriors with super powers, making them jealous and afraid to really do whatever they want.

Three years later, Wu Yeyao was released from prison and entered school.

He wants to be able to live a normal life.

But he can no longer grow up peacefully like other children.

No one of the same age dared to approach him, the teachers were afraid of him, and some people with evil intentions wanted to get rid of him.Everyone looked at him with strange eyes.

Because of his father's revenge, he was included in the history books, and because of this, he became an outlier among the crowd.

Until he was 18 years old, he was admitted to Jingwu University with the first grade in Huaguo. In the famous battle of dawn in modern history, he single-handedly killed three enemy divisions, and successfully hunted down S-level beasts, defending the world. In the human base, his image has changed from a terrifying demon to a human guardian.

The 28-year-old Wu Yeyao is already the strongest warrior in China.

His enemies called him Night Devil, because he started killing at the age of eight, with blood on his hands, ruthless, like a devil from hell.

His fans and admirers call him the Great Witch God, because he is handsome, because he is powerful, because although his hands are covered with blood, he does not have a drop of blood of ordinary civilians.

And the history books, call him by his name.

History textbook writer's comment: Awakened people must keep in mind that they serve the people. Warriors like Wu Yeyao can only be recognized by the people after serving the people.

After-school quiz: If you possessed superpowers, what would you do when faced with the fact that your father was killed by an enemy and had nowhere to redress his grievances? (Note: Use the principle of materialist dialectics to solve the problem.)