I’m Actually a Bigshot

In such a situation, it's only a matter of time before the bào dew in class two and four of high school.

No, it should be said that so far there has been no bào dew, which is already a miracle.

"Fortunately, it's already Friday." Su Qingxing looked at the sky outside the window, "and it's almost time for school."

Just as Su Qingxing was waiting for the bell to ring, a tall figure walked past him like a gust of wind. Promise, who had been sitting in the last row for some reason, walked to the podium and took the metal pen holder on the podium lightly. Replay, "pop" sounded!

"Scared me to death!" Ying Jiaojiao, who was lowering her head to apply nail polish to her hands, raised her head abruptly, and a whole bottle of red nail polish fell down, dripping like blood on the table, "Promise, I'll never finish with you! "

"Don't you think it's weird?!" Xu Nuo first glanced at Su Qingxing, and then faced straight ahead, "A class that is approaching the final exam has seven self-study classes a day, and no outsiders want to be in our classroom. stop!"

The classroom fell silent.

Sometimes it's not the lack of truth, it's the lack of people who tell the truth.

After hearing Xu Xu's opening remarks, Su Qingxing felt that Xu Xu had indeed believed what he said in the corridor just now.

So, is it time for the Underworld Guider to appear?

Because from the beginning, Su Qingxing planned to solve this matter before the weekend, so after seeing the promise, he put his hand on the table and was ready to get up and explain this to the students in class two and four of senior high school. everything.

But before Su Qingxing got up, Promise seemed to have foreseen his work, and turned around and said to Su Qingxing: "Transfer student, don't do anything, don't say anything, just listen quietly, this is ok. Something for our own class to solve!"

Su Qingxing immediately released his hand.

"Promise, what are you trying to say?!" Ying Jiaojiao's nail polish fell to the ground, and now it's getting worse and worse, and she's in some kind of annoyed stage, "It's almost the end of the semester, the course that should be taken It's all over, and it's normal for the teacher to let us study by ourselves!"

"So is this also normal?" Xu Nuo calmly took off the glove on his right hand, and showed the red and swollen right hand that was almost deformed to everyone's eyes.

Everyone in the classroom gasped when they saw the right hand.

"Oh my God, did you put your hands in the pot to cook?" Ying Jiaojiao turned her head away, not daring to look directly, "I knew you were a lunatic, but I didn't expect you to be so crazy!"

"No matter how crazy I am, it is impossible for me to want to boil my hands into broth." Xu Nuo took a deep breath, "The original burn was just a small piece on the back of the hand, but it became like this after a day. "

Su Qingxing observed the burn on Xu Nuo's hand. At noon, the burn seemed to have just reached the top of his wrist. It had only been two or three hours, and the burn marks had already covered the wrist and continued to extend above the arm.

At first glance, it looks like Promise is wearing an odd red glove.

"How could it be like this?" It was the boy in the class with a broken arm who was talking. I don't know if he was thinking of something. Now he is holding his plastered arm, his head down and shaking.

"Don't you really feel that something is wrong?" Xu Nuo does have the feeling of being a big sister in the class, at least when she talks, the classroom is quieter than Teacher Xie's class, "Ying Jiaojiao, the injury on your finger is now How does it feel? Is it excruciating pain? If it's really just a small wound with a Band-Aid, it should have healed in a day, right?"

"Yes, maybe..."

"Do you dare to take off the Band-Aid and take a look?" Xu Nuo glared at Ying Jiaojiao before she could speak.

Ying Jiaojiao, who had liked to talk to Promise from the beginning, was silent now. She lowered her head and touched her finger with the Band-Aid, without any answer. Obviously, Ying Jiaojiao is not going to check her wounds here.

"And you, how does your arm feel now?" Xu Nuo looked at the broken boy again.

"..." The boy was silent for a while, and finally said, "I don't feel any more."

"Maybe, maybe her hands are numb, right?" The girl sitting next to the boy was also infected by the current atmosphere, and she said a little hesitantly, "Everyone is injured, and it's just a coincidence."

"No." The boy with the fracture shook his head himself, and his voice even whimpered, "I haven't felt anything since just now, I can't feel anything! I'm still scared, I've broken a bone once before, and that feeling is not at all. It's not like that! I feel like... as if the arm is gone!"

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Ying Jiaojiao hid her injured fingers, "What can this mean?"

"I would say that our body has lost the ability to heal itself now, and it all started with the last car accident." promised almost word for word, "Although so many people came to interview us, although Newspapers and magazines considered us lucky once in a century, although everyone was thankful we weren't in that tour bus."

"But aren't we the ones who know this most clearly?" The promise's voice increased a little bit, and finally turned into a shout that stunned everyone, "We have no memory of escaping from the bus at all! Didn't get off the bus at all! Aren't we the ones who knew this best?!"

"We just can't remember, and although there is no memory of escaping, we didn't

Memories of death in the car. "Some students began to refute.

"Then what's going on with us now?" Xu Nuo stretched out his scalded right hand and smiled at the rebutting classmate, "Why don't we do an experiment here, how about drawing a line on your hand?"

The classmate immediately shrank back.

"So you want to say that the reason why our injuries can't be healed is because we have already died in a car accident?" Ying Jiaojiao laughed mockingly, "How could such a ridiculous thing happen?"

"But that's exactly what I wanted to say." Xu Xu stood up straight and took a deep breath, "Maybe we really didn't escape the car accident."

"Then what are we now?" Ying Jiaojiao still had a sneer on her face, "A corpse?"

But Xu Nuo didn't care about Ying Jiaojiao's expression, just continued to say word by word: "Yes, a living corpse."

“啊啊啊啊啊！”教室里瞬间传来了尖叫声，几个比较脆弱地女孩瞬间抱在了一起，还有人捂住了自己的耳朵，希望刚才自己只是幻听了而已。

"There's no way to explain these things beyond that." Promise seemed to be the calmest of them all, but her voice trembled as well.

"We escaped from an impossible car accident, we couldn't eat anything but raw food, our body lost the ability to heal, it just gets worse as long as it hurts! Most importantly Yes, if what my brother said is true..."

"What did your brother say?"

"Smell." He promised to walk to the door of the classroom and locked the door that was already closed, "I heard that there is a smell of burnt everywhere on our body and this classroom! This may be why all teachers are Cover your nose and escape, that's why so many people escaped from the cafeteria after we walked into the cafeteria!"

"We can't smell it, but others can smell it, right?" When Xu Nuo asked this sentence, he walked all the way to Su Qingxing, "The transfer student can sit here for so long, he really has perseverance."

"I've always wanted to ask, why are the transfer students staying here?" Ying Jiaojiao glanced at Su Qingxing, "He shouldn't be here."

All the students in the second and fourth classes of senior high school also turned to look at Su Qingxing, and their eyes were staring at him like this. When they knew the true identities of these students, they looked a bit scary.

Su Qingxing is fortunate that he has not returned from the infirmary yet. If he sees this scene, he may not be able to stop crying.

"Even if the transfer student is kicked out now, he's already heard almost everything, hasn't he?" Promise vaguely perfunctory.

"This is what I should do." Su Qingxing nodded, "My task is to sit here, no matter what the taste of this place is."

Su Qingxing didn't like the promise, but he still expressed his gratitude here. Because when Su Qingxing didn't know how to start work, promise became the best person to tell the truth.

"Thank you, you don't have to say anything or do anything next." Promise returned to the podium again, "I think we need to hold a class meeting...Maybe it will be the last class meeting in this life."