Infinite Shadow Clones, If I Find My True Form, I Will Lose!

The early morning sunlight flows in through the classroom windows and shines on the dozing students.

Tang Gao lay down on his desk to rest. He felt that the sun was just right and the warmth on his body made him feel particularly beautiful when sleeping.

Although there was an automatic hang-up, Tang Gao relied on his physical fitness and perseverance to improve. Last night, he simply let his body sleep, and his consciousness entered the brutal justice to fight, complete tasks, practice, etc.

Facts have proven that people sleep not only to rest their bodies, but also to rest their minds.

Early this morning, Tang Gao felt that his consciousness was tired, so he had to give himself a break and let the Brutal Justice Messenger hang up and act on his own.

Fortunately, the results of a night of hard work were very significant. Tang Gao had cultivated for three years and two months and successfully entered the realm of a first-level cultivator.

He is also a first-level cultivator of the high-level attribute of the fighting spirit system, the spirit of justice.

In the college entrance examination, just the first level of initial cultivation is already considered an excellent result.

Not to mention Tang Gao's achievement.

While copying his homework, Liu Ren whispered: "Brother Tang, do you know what happened last night? That incident in the commercial street?"

Tang Gao didn't raise his eyelids, lying on the table and responded in a low voice: "Yes, I know."

And very clear about the whole process.

Liu Ren wrote quickly and clicked his tongue: "Oh my God, that monk with the Chinese character face is so strong. He killed eight people and a monster in three seconds. What kind of cultivation does that require?"

Tang Gao found a comfortable position: "I don't know."

Substandard cultivation.

Liu Ren turned over a page and continued to copy his homework, sighing: "My dad was busy until late at night yesterday, and General Liu asked him to be responsible for investigating the violent justice messenger."

Tang Gao's eyelids twitched and he couldn't help but look at him: "No, why are you telling all the secrets to others?"

Sooner or later, your father will be tricked to death by you.

Liu Ren curled his lips and copied the homework cheerfully. As the old saying goes: "You can find the draft by entering your ID card on the official website. This is already semi-public information. I entered the draft for my dad last night.

Besides, how could this kind of information trick my dad?

Brother Tang, you won’t betray my father. "

Tang Gao closed his eyes and lay on the table, too lazy to pay attention to this filial son who had betrayed his own father: "Well, you and I are in the same boat."

But this message from you lets me know that I should be very careful about your dad.

The group leader came over with a dark face, rolled up his sleeves and glared at Liu Ren. In the group, Liu Ren was the last to hand in his homework every day.

Even if it was handed in last, the homework of Tang Gao, who had the best score in the literary test, was also delayed until the end.

Liu Ren smiled playfully, took out a pack of snacks from his pocket and gave it to the group leader: "It's almost time, it's time, just wait."

The team leader took the snacks and said with a slightly calmer expression: "Hurry up, five minutes to go. Prepare for the small martial arts test after the first class teacher's class today."

Liu Ren speeded up copying homework and was surprised: "Again!? Isn't once a week enough?"

"Hurry up and write yours, you are the most procrastinating. It's almost the college entrance examination, can you get some snacks?"

Liu Ren had no time to continue chatting, so he finished copying it with concentration. Then he checked it carefully and found that the name was Tang Gao. He quickly picked up the tape and stuck it off, changed it to his own name, and wrote the two characters Liu Ren very carefully.

Liu Ren finally handed it over to the team leader with confidence.

The team leader directly stacked them together and took the homework to the office.

Liu Ren breathed a sigh of relief and became more interested. He asked Tang Gao to chat: "Brother Tang, what do you think of the little martial arts test?"

"Sit and watch."

Liu Ren looked at him speechlessly, looked around, leaned over, and lowered his voice: "Brother Tang, I didn't know you were hiding so deeply last night. Are you planning to make a big splash?"

Tang Gao didn't raise his eyelids and lay down lazily: "Well, I have this plan, don't disturb me, I want to sleep."

"Oh, okay, you can sleep."

Liu Ren moved back obediently and started playing with gel pens to kill time.

After a while, the head teacher walked in with a dark face, carrying homework, holding a pointer in his hand, and exuding murderous aura.

The noise in the class disappeared instantly, and everyone hurriedly pretended to study seriously.

The head teacher stood on the podium with a dark face and said nothing, waiting for the school bell to ring.

Liu Ren hurriedly sat up straight, put his hands on the table, and felt a slight cold sweat on his forehead. He always felt that the head teacher's murderous intention was directed at him.

Weird, why am I so cruel to her? I didn’t make any mistakes either!

The class bell rang, the monitor shouted to stand up, everyone stood up.

Tang Gao slept soundly and did not stand up. This was his privilege. As the student with the best score in the literary test in the class, the class teacher allowed him to sleep and rest, as long as he could ensure that his grades did not drop.

Everyone sat down, and the head teacher looked at Liu Ren with murderous eyes, and the lion roared: "Liu Ren, stand up!"

"Snapped!"

The pointer hit the podium and woke up Tang Gao.

Liu Ren suddenly stood up, put his hands on the seams of his trousers, and stood up straight: "Here you are!"

The head teacher looked furious: "You have to stand in class today, and you are not allowed to sit down!"

Liu Ren felt confused and didn't know why, so he hurriedly asked: "Why, teacher, I didn't make a mistake. I was severely scolded by my father yesterday."

"Look at your homework! Come over and read it yourself!"

Liu Ren looked confused, "That's not right. I copied my homework more carefully today than yesterday. There can't be anything wrong!"

Liu Ren walked to the podium without believing anything. He stretched his head and looked at it, and cold sweat suddenly started to flow down his face.

There are two assignments on the podium, one has Liu Ren written in the name box, and the other has Liu Ren written in the name box.

Well, after it was glued off, the handwriting was brightly colored, and the two big characters, Liu Ren, were written very seriously.

It’s over, I took it too seriously and changed Brother Tang’s name.

"Get out of here and stand and listen!"

Liu Ren had just taken two steps when the head teacher's murderous eyes glared at him again: "Why don't you go? Hand out your homework!"

With a murderous look in his eyes, Liu Ren picked up the homework and started distributing it. He sent it to Brother Tang. He took another look at the name box before sending his homework correctly.

Tang Gao didn't know why Liu Ren was scolded. He took the homework and looked at it. He couldn't help it and laughed like a pig.

The students at the front and back desks were already very curious. When they came up to take a look, they all laughed out loud and sat back with satisfaction.

Soon, what Liu Ren had done spread throughout the class, and laughter broke out one after another.

I have to say that Liu Ren is really a talented person who copies homework.

Tang Gao looked through the class teacher's review and found that there was no problem. He put it down with satisfaction and continued to sleep on his stomach.

After seeing that the homework was distributed, the class teacher walked down, picked up Tang Gao's homework, and began to talk about knowledge points: "First-level cultivators are the simplest and most important watershed in the cultivation system. As long as you become a first-level cultivator, you are qualified. Admitted to the best cultivator academy in Shanzhou..."

Tang Gao fell into sleep, feeling that he had not slept like this for a long time, sleeping carefree.

It was like walking for half a lifetime on my feet and learning to sleep in bed for the first time. All the stress was released.

"...Brother, Brother Tang, it's time for a little martial arts test."