As soon as Zhou Shu walked into the classroom, someone smiled at him and said, "Big guy, you cultivated immortals again last night?" ”

He didn't answer, but walked to his seat, knocked on the arm of his tablemate, and said, "I'll copy my homework." ”

I discharged nine notebooks.

They deliberately shouted again: "You must be kneeling again!" ”

Zhou Shu opened his eyes wide and said, "Why do you slander people's innocence out of thin air like this......"

"What innocence? I saw you play a Ruiwen with my own eyes the day before yesterday, and you were hung and beaten by Galen. ”

Zhou Shu's face turned red, the green tendons on his forehead bloomed, and he argued, "Rui Wen's loss to Galen can't be considered a loss...... Speaking of matching, if you don't play seriously, can you count yourself as losing? ”

One after another, difficult words, such as "heroic restraint" and "bad state", caused everyone to laugh, and the classroom was filled with a happy air.

Zhou Shu stopped arguing with them, nine homework, Koko didn't do it, early self-study is to speed up the time to make up for homework, and besides, he is often laughed at by these guys, and he is more or less used to it.

Zhou Shubi finished copying all the homework like a dragon and snake, a morning self-study plus the time after class, and it passed like this, and when it came to the first history class, Zhou Shu finally fell asleep in the teacher's fragmented thoughts.

The high school students of salted fish have such a comfortable life, and at this time, there is also a Zhou tree in a different world and a different time and space.

He looks much more vicissitudes and maturity than the current Zhou Shu. With melancholy and unwillingness in his eyes, he looked at the e-sports news on his phone.

"Sky Clan ADC Centrifugal Officially Announces Retirement, Four Years Veteran Disconnected......"

Under this news, countless powders and blacks are spraying at each other, some people are sentimental, some people are regretful, but more people are crying out for joy.

"Spicy chicken AD, it's good to go, don't send it."

"4399, I'll do it too."

"Thank you for giving the newcomer a chance."

Zhou Shu looked at these comments, and only felt a heartache, he was the retired rookie ADC, at the recent S series semifinals, he chose his best VN and played an output of 4399. Since then, the Godhead has fallen. From the pride of the national service ADC, it has become the shame of the national service ADC.

Someone knows that he had a bad cold on the day of the game, and when he was playing, his mental state was already extremely poor, and that VN was targeted too much by the other party. However, even if these are said, they will only be used as excuses.

In esports, if you lose, you lose, and there is no reason.

Burdened with such infamy, Zhou Shu finally chose to quit. After all, he is indeed old, even if he doesn't have 4399, he originally planned to retire after the last game, but he didn't expect this battle to make himself lose his night.

However, it's fate! Nothing to complain about.

Zhou Shu turned off the screen of his mobile phone, stopped thinking about the abuse, and was about to leave with his suitcase when he suddenly heard a commotion.

"Didi ......"

A runaway car rampage, when Zhou Shu reacted, it was already in front of him, Zhou Shu only saw the panicked look of the female driver inside, and he felt that the sky was spinning for a while, as if it was flying?

"Why don't you go to the brakes?"

This was Zhou Shu's last thought before he lost consciousness.

I don't know how long the darkness has been, Zhou Shu suddenly felt a hand slapping his head.

"Who!"

Zhou Shu stood up very irritably, and at the same time roared unhappily, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that something seemed to be wrong.

He was in a classroom, and the classmates in the classroom were all looking at him with shocked faces, and in front of him, there was an old man with a book.

Zhou Shu looked confused, the old man shook his head helplessly, and said, "I've never seen anyone sleep so soundly in class, do you want to give you a bed, classmate?" ”

"Huh?"

Before Zhou Shu could understand what the situation was, the old man said, "Young people don't giggle, in the future, emmm, let's change the subject." You stand in class first, students, let's continue to talk about the representative ideas of the Mohist school, in general, it is both love and non-aggression, such as the behavior of Zhou Shu who is not good at studying, we can't punish him, we must treat him equally......"

Laughter suddenly sounded in the classroom, and the old man didn't bother with Zhou Shu, and when what happened just now didn't happen, he started to lecture again.

Zhou Shu: "......"

Teacher, you are so naughty, does the principal know?

Zhou Shu stood stunned for a long time, and suddenly remembered, isn't this the old man Cao, the history teacher he was in high school?

Although this teacher is old, his lectures are very interesting and trendy, and it is said that his hobby is to read jokes on the Internet, and he is also a senior joker.

Zhou Shu looked at the students in the classroom again, matched them one by one with the somewhat vague impressions in his mind, and finally, Zhou Shu came to a conclusion.

I'm born again!

However, Zhou Shu was not very excited, because living again means that he has to experience the past suffering again, what a pain!

"Classmate Zhou Shu, it's not honest for you to stand, let's talk to your homeroom teacher after class!"

Zhou Shu looked left and right, and looked contemplative, and finally annoyed Old Man Cao, a teacher's patience has a limit.

Just go to class and sleep, stand up and make small movements, I don't want to lose face!

Zhou Shu: "......"

Seeing that Old Man Cao was really angry, many people cast sympathetic glances at Zhou Shu, calling you Pi, now something is wrong!

Zhou Shu stood for a long time before class ended, and Old Man Cao walked outside the classroom with the book, and did not forget to say to Zhou Shu: "I'm waiting for you in the office!" ”

This time, it was a catastrophe.

"Big guy, tell you not to cultivate immortals, look, now it's time to cross the catastrophe!"

Zhou Shu looked at the person who spoke to him, it was a bad friend in high school, Mo He, at this time, a small piece of information suddenly appeared in Zhou Shu's mind, that scene similar to Kong Yiji's slots, it was the head of this bad friend.

The picture in his mind only flashed for a short time, and Zhou Shu suddenly realized that this was probably his previous memory, but when he was in high school, he was already very good at playing games, how could he be laughed at?

Like, something, it's not the same as it used to be?

With this doubt, Zhou Shu walked out of the classroom, and walked in this familiar teaching building again, Zhou Shu felt like a world away.

With his feet on the ground, Zhou Shu still felt a little illusory and ethereal, until he walked to the door of the teacher's office and roared, which lifted the half-conscious and half-confused Zhou Shu: "You kid is trick-or-treating me again, don't let me in!" ”