Zhao Yu scratched his head and suddenly smiled: "Uh..." He said embarrassedly to all his classmates: "I didn't want to have a conflict with him, but... he was too rude."

As if afraid of everyone's concern, Zhao Yu immediately said: "But I didn't fight with him. I just kicked his football away and taught him a few words. Then I... came to the class."

All the classmates looked at him in unison, and after a few seconds, they turned their heads in unison, not looking at him.

Zhao Yu slowly sat down and asked Xiao Dongliang: "No need to ask, Park No matter how hard he is, is he also a tough character, right?"

Xiao Dongliang shook his head: "No, they are not ruthless characters. I found that you are the ruthless characters. Brother, I obey you. In the morning, you almost offended all the things you can't offend. I can't afford to accompany you anymore. Bye, I'll go to change my seat."

"Oh..." Zhao Yu looked at Xiao Dongliang packing his schoolbag and changing his seat. He had no choice but to enjoy two desks by himself.

The teacher's lecture was fresh at the beginning, but then it became long and dull. Zhao Yu liked swords, guns, sticks, axes, hooks and forks, and got used to car machinery, hidden weapons and light skills. These numbers that dazzled him and the confusing symbols. He really couldn't understand and could not figure it out. He fell asleep after using it for a while.

Zhao Yu was in the darkness, slowly opened his eyes and saw a blurry figure.

"Are you awake?" The other party's voice was deep and steady.

"Who are you?" Zhao Yu asked seriously in a deep voice.

"You need to define this." The other party turned around, but his whole body was still pitch black, with only a blurry outline: "But you have to die to do it."

Zhao Yu narrowed his eyes: "Haha, although I don't know where the madman came from is pretending to be crazy, I have to say that your virtue is quite cool, very much like me ten years ago."

The man looked at Zhao Yu, he was pitch black, but Zhao Yu could feel that he was looking at him.

"Diet is your destiny. Do you want it? Do you want to see my face clearly?"

The man walked in slowly, and suddenly a strange energy wrapped around Zhao Yu's whole body. Zhao Yu was frightened to find that his whole body could not move.

It is not the kind of being restricted and unable to move, but the one whose body is out of control, as if the soul is drawn away by some force, as if it is a supernatural supernatural phenomenon that makes one's soul leave its body.

The man walked up to him, reached out with one hand, and slowly grabbed Zhao Yu's hand. As soon as he held this hand, Zhao Yu immediately felt a buzzing sound, and his whole body seemed to be over-electric, but he was not really hit by an electric baton to the point where he was so painful and intense. However, his body was trembling, and he felt his soul trembling.

The person opposite still couldn't see clearly. Not only could he not see clearly, but there was another person standing behind him, as blurry as a picture that could only appear on a poor screen. He pulled the silk, his clothes, and his outfit were constantly changing.

Zhao Yu gritted his teeth: "What did you do to me!? Who are you??"

"I said, you need to define this. When you die, you will naturally know who I am. Did you see it? Did you see it? The person behind me is you."

Zhao Yu did find that the expressionless guy standing behind this man was somewhat similar to him in a blur, but he was too terrifying, like a soulless corpse, just standing there, his face and body outline were blurred, and he was shaking violently, and his clothes were constantly changing. However, those eyes were a little clear and identifiable, and those eyes were not angry at all, as empty as a dead fish, without emotion.

"Death is not terrifying, what is terrifying is your unknown and misinterpretation of death." The voice of the mysterious character was so creepy, that is, Zhao Yu, if someone else would have been wet his pants long ago!

"Silly, you are still so stupid, thinking that living is the best choice. How can you really understand that you haven't died?"

"What do you understand!? What the hell do you want me to understand!?"

"You need to figure this out yourself."

"I don't know what you are talking about. If you have the guts, kill me!" Zhao Yu shouted angrily: "I won't surrender to you!"

"Submit? If you are so untamed, you are so sorry for your words. I didn't want you to surrender, I just wanted you to face death calmly."

"You mean, I will die?"

"Too many questions make you gradually confused. You always use other people's answers to think and decide your own future. But there is only one real future."

"Let me go, damn if you don't kill me, just let me go. Don't tell me these messy things."

"Awaken, remember my words, remember my face, remember my appearance, and my feelings. One day, you will understand, truly understand, death, what is the meaning of feathers."

"Ah-kill me!"

Zhao Yu shouted, raised his head from the desk, gasped and sweated like rain. His pupils were shaking and his body was trembling slightly.

"This classmate, are you okay?" The teacher looked at Zhao Yu strangely.

The teacher has noticed the guy who has been sleeping since the beginning, but he just ignored it. It is not a middle school and it does not need to be so strict. Every student has to manage himself. If you like to sleep, you will not be in the mood to interfere with you.

But this voice did make the whole class turn their heads and stare at this strange guy. This newcomer has been in constant situations since he came to this school, and it is a person who is incomprehensible.

Zhao Yu gasped heavily and found that it was just a nightmare. He breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped off the sweat beads from his forehead and had no strength to stand up. He sat there and gasped: "I'm sorry, sorry everyone, I...I've had a nightmare."

"What a pity." The teacher said calmly: "I can't even dream when listening to my class."

"No, teacher, I'm sorry..."

At this time, the bell for the end of get out of class rang, and the teacher shrugged: "get out of class." As he said that, he gently picked up his book, turned around and walked out.

All the classmates looked at Zhao Yu, who was still immersed in the weakness and fatigue brought to him by the nightmare just now. They rubbed their eyes and tried hard to calm themselves down as soon as possible.

At this moment, someone knocked on his desk with a wooden stick, knocking loudly, and said arrogantly: "Hey, newcomer, come out and come with us."

Zhao Yu's eyes were not open, and he was still immersed in the nightmare just now, and his mind was confused: "I'm not very comfortable, you guys go first."

"So! You are so mean!" As he said that, a wooden stick slammed on Zhao Yu's head.
Chapter completed!