Dayan, Xizhou.

Changsheng City No. 3 Middle School, Class 3 and 5.

It was a midsummer night, and the spacious classroom was brightly lit.

The cool night breeze blows in from outside, bringing a little bit of refreshment.

Nearly a hundred students, under the soft light, had the same emotion on their different faces——

nervous!

They held their breath and focused their eyes on the podium.

The performance of the students in the audience made Yan Sirong nod with satisfaction.

But when her eyes fell on the boy in the last seat in the classroom, her eyes became sharp.

There, a young man was lying on the table, fast asleep.

"Huang Feng!"

"arrive!"

Suddenly hearing a familiar voice, Huang Feng stood up suddenly.

Seeing Yan Sirong glaring at the podium, a wry smile appeared on his face.

I've been caught!

I secretly regretted playing too late last night. After arriving at the classroom in the morning, I couldn't hold back my sleepiness and went to see Mr. Zhou.

Do you know what day today is?

"Do you know what day today is?"

I don't think you know.

"I don't think you know."

Your parents send you to school just to let you sleep? Are you worthy of them...ah?

"Your parents send you to school, just to let you sleep? Are you worthy of them...ah?"

Silently reciting the familiar words in his heart, Huang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into a trance.

It’s so boring, it’s just the same old words!

Whoosh!

Suddenly, following Yan Sirong's "What's your attitude?", a sound pierced the air.

There is a hidden weapon!

Huang Feng suddenly woke up and his body reacted first to avoid it.

Bang!

Still wondering why he reacted so quickly, Huang Feng raised his head and saw the blackboard eraser deeply embedded in the wall.

Falling into a state of confusion.

A big question mark emerged from Huang Feng's heart: When did Witch Yan's blackboard eraser become so powerful?

"Stand still!"

When Yan Sirong saw that Huang Feng had not been hit, a strange light flashed in her eyes, then she cleared her throat and said seriously.

"A hundred years ago, the strange world invaded the Blue Star. Monsters, demons, ghosts, unknown creatures began to harm mankind, and they never stopped."

"Fortunately, there are charioteers among humans who can resist them, so that the current human habitat can be preserved..."

Spread something?

Huang Feng's face was filled with astonishment and he was dumbfounded.

"I just lay down to catch up on my sleep...and ended up traveling through time?"

What about the memory of the original owner?

Turning his head to look at the reflection in the window, Huang Feng's pupils couldn't help but shrink tightly.

Such a handsome man, isn't he himself?

"Soul wear? Wear through? Parallel time and space..."

"Huang Feng, are you distracted again? Can you tell me about the strange way you dealt with it at night?"

On the podium, Yan Sirong's face was full of anger.

"I... can't." Huang Feng raised his head in confusion.

"Ah!"

Smiling angrily, Yan Sirong's pretty face became twisted with anger.

"No! Huang Feng, what should I say to you?"

"Puppy love affects your studies. You once entered the No. 3 Middle School with first place. Look at how far your grades have dropped in the past three years."

"The last one in the class, what? If you break up, you will live and die and be completely ruined? Tonight's awakening ceremony is about your future life, are you sure you don't regret it?"

Sami?

Puppy love? Breakup? Awakening ceremony?

Each piece of information reached Huang Feng's ears, making him feel as if he had been struck by lightning, and his body became stiff.

It’s a dream!

Snapped!

"Si, it hurts!"

Holding his numb right cheek, Huang Feng was sure it was not a dream!

Damn it!

This is a great start!

"It seems that you also know that you are wrong!"

Huang Feng's slap made Yan Sirong stunned for a moment.

After a few seconds, she continued: "There is only one way to deal with weird people, and that is to become a charioteer."

"If you want to become a charioteer, the most important thing is to awaken your talent."

"Talent is fundamental!"

"Tonight's awakening ceremony is your opportunity. If you successfully awaken your talent, your future will be limitless."

…

Finished.

Yan Sirong saw that Huang Feng still looked confused, and she sighed softly in her heart. She no longer had too much hope that Huang Feng could awaken his talent during the awakening ceremony.

well!

What a pity for this seedling!

"Huang Feng, please sit down."

Seeing Huang Feng sitting down dullly, seeming to be thinking about something, Yan Sirong shook his head slightly: Even if he figured it out now, it's too late.

The clock on the wall shows the time.

4:04

"In ten minutes, the awakening ceremony will begin. I won't say anything else. Come on, students."

After saying that, Yan Sirong turned around and left the classroom.

As for her leaving, the students in the classroom had mixed reactions. Some were so nervous that they cried, while others were so nervous that they laughed and laughed...

Huang Feng, who was in the corner of the classroom, frowning thoughtfully, didn't look so strange.

"this thing!"

Looking at the notebook in his hand, Huang Feng was shocked.

"deathnote?"

death Note?

I wanted to look for clues in the drawer, but something like this appeared.

It seems quite bluffing. Could it be that "I" am still a chuunibyou?

With a sneer, Huang Feng opened his notebook, and his expression froze in the next moment.

"My name is Huang Feng. When you see this sentence, it means that I am dead."

"Please rest assured that we are one and the same. This Death Note is my legacy to you."
To be continued...