Chapter 4

Chengdu No. 2 middle school is a public middle school. The teaching quality is not the best in the city, but it is not bad. At least five banners can be hung at the door after the college entrance examination every year.

Lin Xiaoxian ran into the gate of the school and saw that the green belt around the playground was pleasant green, and the wet air was quietly dense here, with a trace of earthy smell.

He looked down slowly. The early morning sun gently passed through the high mist and sprinkled a little on the wine red plastic track. In the center was a newly repaired basketball court, and the paint in some places was still covered with fresh wet marks.

On the yellow and white tiles of the distant teaching building, there are the most beautiful mottled traces in memory. The neat sound of early reading in the third classroom on the top floor, through a small piece of bamboo forest in the atrium garden, through the old desk on the podium, and through the memory river like old photos, gently echoed in his ears.

Lin Xiaoxian breathed deeply. All this is incomparably true.

At his age, he never thought that one day he would be filled with emotion because of this simple scene.

He took out his mobile phone, turned on penguin music and put on the walkers' wired headphones that had been used for a year. Lin Xiaoxian ran on the playground.

One... Two

[physical strength + 1]

[physical strength + 1]

...

At the age of seventeen, the running boy exudes clean and young vitality in the golden morning light.

In this state, Lin Xiaoxian's side face appears dreamy in the eyes of some Huaichun girls.

[charm + 1]

[charm + 1]

...

Lin Xiaoxian turned around and saw two girls in regular clothes peeping at themselves outside the green grid beside the runway.

Lin Xiaoxian smiled back at the two girls, and then continued to be beautiful alone, alone + 1.

However, just like Wang Xiaomeng at that time, there are certain upper limits and conditions for the increase of such points.

The two girls stopped after adding a few points to him, and then slowly added four or five points until a new girl joined.

When running, I added 1 point in the first lap, then 1 point in the second lap, 1 point in the third lap, 1 point in the sixth lap

Lin Xiaoxian ran for nearly 2 hours. When he was panting at last, he opened the panel and added a total of 7 or 8 o'clock.

"It's too hard..."

Although the increase of points is slow, the effect is also obvious.

Under normal circumstances, if people who have not exercised for a long time run for two or two hours at a time, they will certainly have weak waist and legs, limited chest pressure and insufficient oxygen supply to the brain.

But now Lin Xiaoxian has no other symptoms except soreness and weakness in his limbs.

And he can feel that if [physical strength + 1] is tired during running, the fatigue of the body will be slightly weakened.

It's like every increase is a supply station.

"I have to insist. I can't eat hot ass in a hurry. It's also a task with a long way to go..."

Lin Xiaoxian wiped his sweat and took over the grass green towel.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

“......”

Immersed in the perception of the system, Lin Xiaoxian wiped the sweat on his face before he realized that he didn't know when to appear behind him.

"Scare me." Lin Xiaoxian touched his chest.

"Silly, you..." the other party giggled.

The visitor is Chen Ming. Lin Xiaoxian is a good friend from kindergarten to college.

Lin Xiaoxian also believes that he is the only boy around who can compete with him.

Melon face, soft hair, some natural curls, more beautiful, is a standard beautiful teenager.

It's not surprising that Chen Ming appears here. He is weak and ill. Intense confrontation sports such as basketball are not suitable, but he likes table tennis. He comes to school every weekend to play for a while. After playing, he just starts to study late.

"You're running." Chen Ming's speech is very gentle and a bit like a spring breeze.

"It's time to prepare for senior three. The body is the capital of the revolution."

Chen Ming was surprised: "when did you have such foresight?"

"People will grow up. After this illness, I feel a lot." Lin Xiaoxian showed the sage's smile.

[nonsense, current level: LV1 (210)]

The panel information suddenly jumped out, and Lin Xiaoxian was covered with black lines.

"Have you finished your homework? I'm going to finish my self-study this evening. " Chen Ming suddenly asked.

"What homework?"

"English weekly."

Lin Xiaoxian remembered that he sent an English weekly last week.

Like many materials, although students can choose whether to order or not nominally, in fact, schools collect money and order uniformly.

Lin Xiaoxian remembers that some students in the class didn't order at the beginning.

Later, in every English class, everyone was doing the questions in the weekly newspaper. These people stared and felt very uncomfortable. They simply ordered them.

Very few people who don't order and have to save a few McDonald's money are great gods.

There are two kinds of such great gods, some are useless, and some are useless.

"Didn't I get sick last week? Do you want to pay it, too? "

"This is not clear." Chen Ming tilted his head and scratched his earlobes.

Lin Xiaoxian actually thinks this buddy is a little cute.

"Anyway, Mr. Li said that the questions for the next week's exam will come out from this week's weekly newspaper."

"That's good. Just wait for the answer."

Lin Xiaoxian shrugs. The latest weekly newspaper is issued every Monday, while the English weekly exam is every Tuesday night.

Just copy the answer of the previous issue at that time?

But you don't have to pay it tonight. The patient, Mr. Lin can understand.

[Ding -]

When the system rings, there should be more important news.

[trigger plot task: successfully complete the English weekly report, and complete the reward: white prop X1]

Lin Xiaoxian was stunned: is that it?

Red Queen said before that the daily game does have a plot task, but he didn't expect it to be so simple, and there is really no punishment for failure.

soesay！

It's like looking for something. Lin Xiaoxian is full of expectations for this first prop.

"Chen Ming, have you finished yet? I'll copy it at night. "

"My English is so bad that I'm waiting to copy it."

They are all the same people, otherwise they won't play together.

Lin Xiaoxian might as well go back and do it later.

I passed level 4 in my previous life. Although my level is not very high, I still have no problem dealing with a weekly newspaper.

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When I get home, I feel very comfortable after taking a bath.

After exercise, the dilated pores are cleaned in warm water, dirt is discharged, and then slowly contracted and tightened.

Art comes from life. There is a realistic basis for cutting hair and washing marrow in Xiuzhen novels.

After breakfast, Lin Xiaoshu watched the variety show on the sofa. Lin Xiaoxian took the remote control board and turned down his voice.

"Brother, don't you watch it together?"

"I can sing light yellow long skirts. It's nothing to look at. Turn down the voice temporarily. I'll catch up with my homework."

Lin Xiaoshu was shocked again: "don't you wait to go to school to copy in the evening?"

"You can't always do this?"

"But you are always like this."

Lin Xiaoxian thought suspiciously. Was my high school so degenerate?

Remember, it seems to be true.

"Not today! Each assignment should be completed independently, which is the basic quality of students! "

Lin Xiaoxian entered the bedroom with righteous words, as if the light of the right way was shining on the earth.

[nonsense] skills have increased by a few points.

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Unfortunately, Lin Xiaoxian made a mistake on his desk for a long time and didn't turn to the English weekly. Then he remembered to put it in the classroom.

There's no way. It's all Providence.

Lin Xiaoxian looks at the neutral pen in his hand.

I lost~

[agility + 1]

Lin Xiaoxian thinks it's reasonable to lose more pens and be more agile.

He turned on his laptop and began surfing the Internet.

Lin Xiaoxian opened a microblog, Zhihu, station B, starting point, traveller star sky and other websites frequently logged in in previous lives, in order to investigate how much the world line changes today.

As like as two peas, he has discovered that the world after crossing is not exactly the same as before.

Like your looks.

Another example is Chen Ming's appearance.

Although Chen Ming in his previous life was also a beautiful teenager, he was definitely not like what he saw today. It felt almost like a girl.

It's not a mother, it's very natural and lovely.

Therefore, Lin Xiaoxian believes that the world must be a little different from the previous life.

Although he didn't reply after asking red, the inexplicable pop-up [intelligence + 1] system information confirmed this.

Lin Xiaoxian opened more than a dozen websites at one go, and then looked at them in turn. The more he looked, the tighter his eyebrows were.

At this time, there was a pair of eyes rolling through the door of his room.

o(￢_ ￢)o

Lin Xiaoshu saw that his brother didn't make a weekly newspaper, but skillfully turned on the computer. Suddenly, a stone fell to the ground.

"Hoo, what, brother is still normal ~"

Lin Xiaoshu loosened the prescription in his hand. It seems that he doesn't have to prescribe another course of treatment.