Logging 10,000 Years into the Future Novel

"Master, go to No.3 Middle School."

After breakfast, Lu Sheng took a taxi to Baihe No. 3 Middle School.

Lu Qinghe's words reminded him.

The college entrance examination is approaching, and the school will be closed soon.

If he doesn't go to school again, if he wants to meet some people in the future, it will be very difficult to have another chance.

The taxi stopped at the gate of No. 3 Middle School, and Lu Sheng paid the fare and got off.

It was already past school time, so the school gate looked extremely cold and empty.

Lu Sheng walked to the small security room next to the sliding door at the gate, knocked on the window, and half his head poked out from inside.

"How late are you? Call your homeroom teacher to come and pick up the person yourself."

"Master, I asked for leave before, and I just returned to school today."

"oh?.."

The security uncle in a military coat came out of the security room, holding a small notebook in his hand.

"Which class? I'll register first."

"Lu Sheng, Class 5, Grade 3, and the class teacher is Hong Jianjun."

"Senior Three...Class Five, Lu..."

Uncle Security suddenly stopped his movements, and raised his eyes to look carefully at Sheng through the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"What did you say your name is? Lu Sheng?! Is it this Lu Sheng?"

"right."

Seeing Lu Sheng nodding, and seeing Lu Sheng's appearance and demeanor, Mr. Security's old face instantly became agitated.

"You're Lu Sheng? That martial arts genius who was on TV? From our third middle school...wait a minute, I'll make a call."

Before he finished speaking, the security guard hurried back to the security room.

Lu Sheng was left standing at the school gate with a helpless face.

"Master, you let me enter the door first."

Class 5, Grade 3, math class.

Class teacher Hong Jianjun was spitting all over the podium, and the students below were drowsy.

"Let me tell you, don't underestimate the results of cultural subjects. I know that many of you have applied for Wuhan University, but don't forget that cultural subjects are also included in the score of martial arts.

Sometimes it may be just one point away, and you will miss your favorite Wuhan University.

This point is converted into blood value, and you may have to spend several weeks or even months to exercise.

But if it is in the cultural class, it will be a matter of several big questions!

"When can I finish class..."

Under the podium, a thin white boy wearing glasses muttered listlessly, then reached out and poked a little fat man in the seat next to him.

"Liu Qiming, do you want to go online after school? I'm almost Baijin."

The little fat man turned his head, shook his head and said: "I won't go, you go, I signed up for a martial arts sprint class, and I have to go to extra training after school."

"Why have you worked so hard recently? It's not like you anymore."

"Brother, the college entrance examination is coming soon. I really don't want to go to the construction site to move bricks after graduation."

"Not so..."

The white and skinny boy was about to say a few words, but the head teacher Hong Jianjun's cold voice came from the podium.

"Zhu Xingji, Liu Qiming, you two stand up for me!"

The white and thin boy and the little fat man suddenly looked bitter, and stood up slowly.

Originally, I thought it was inevitable that the head teacher would reprimand and educate, but I never thought that someone suddenly waved at the head teacher at the door of the classroom, and Hong Jianjun glared at the two of them and hurried out.

"Wow, good luck, the school leader came just in time."

The white and thin boy smiled openly.

Liu Qiming glared at him and complained: "What's more, don't talk to me in class from now on."

"There are not many classes to talk about, and the class will be suspended soon

"Yes, classes will be suspended soon."

Someone on the side immediately picked up the conversation.

"Oh, classes are finally going to be suspended!"

"`-Aw~~"

After a while, the whole class became noisy.

At this time, Hong Jianjun, the class teacher who went out to talk to the leader, walked back quickly.

The huge classroom was silent for a moment.

A few of the happiest mischievous people who had just made a fuss, shrank their heads, wishing to stuff their heads into the desks.

But to everyone's surprise, Hong Jianjun didn't mean to be angry at all.

Instead, his face was full of spring breeze, and his face was filled with excitement and joy.

"Isn't there a ten-level salary increase?"

Zhu Xingji muttered something in a low voice, and Liu Qiming next to him gave him two big white eyes.

"Students, this class is suspended, everyone prepare..."

"It turns out that the leader is coming to inspect."

Zhu Xingji guessed with certainty.

But Hong Jianjun's next sentence caused the whole class to fall into an eerie silence.

....Lu Sheng from our class is coming soon. "

After finishing speaking, Hong Jianjun ignored them, turned around and ran out of the classroom.

In the next second, the entire class erupted into a burst of heated discussions, and everyone was boiling.

"Fuck! Did I hear correctly, Lu is back to class?!"

"It's not like coming back to class. The class is about to be suspended and you come back to give a fart. It must be something to do when you come back."

"He came back to see us!"

"God, I thought I'd never see him again. I heard that Lu Sheng was accepted as a closed disciple by the head of the Wushu Association. He practiced hard every day on the top floor of the Wushu Association building, preparing to hit the Grand Master level!"

"I heard that the mayor wanted to marry his daughter to Lu Sheng, but Lu Sheng refused because he wanted to concentrate on martial arts and prepare for the college entrance examination!"

"Sign! It's so easy to meet Lu Sheng once, and I must get him to sign!"

"Where is my classmate record, where is my classmate record?"

"Fuck, I have to find out the test paper with the highest score, get Lu Sheng to sign it, frame it and hang it on the wall at home."

All of a sudden, the huge classroom was noisy and chaotic, and everyone was rummaging through boxes and boxes.

Lu Sheng is coming...

Liu Qiming sat blankly in his seat for several seconds before he suddenly realized that he was busy looking for things.

Although he didn't know what he was looking for.

Ten minutes later, the boy who was standing at the door of the class inquiring about the news ran back quickly.

gesturing.

"I'm coming!"

The entire Class 5 students were silent for a moment, sitting neatly in their seats, each with their backs straightened, their necks stretched out, and their heads neatly turned towards the door of the classroom.

On the face, excitement, excitement, anticipation...

Liu Qiming was also looking around, expecting the appearance of a certain figure.

Not long after, everyone saw a group of people walking towards him quickly.

Homeroom teacher Hong Jianjun, practical class teacher Zhong Zhenguo, principal, vice principal, teaching director...

Almost all the leaders in the school came.

Each of them has a smile on their face, and they are amiable and approachable.

And the center they surrounded was a young man who was about the same age as them, about 1.8 meters tall, and tall and straight.

The boy has a tall nose, star-like eyes, and fair skin.

Although it is just a simple dress of white T-shirt and black slacks, it gives people a sense of sight of an idol star on TV and a schoolboy hero in comics.

There is an indescribable demeanor and temperament in every gesture.

0…ask for flowers……

Even surrounded by a group of leaders who are much older than him, he still has a strong aura.

Like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, it is dazzling but not hot.

The students in Class 5 were stunned. Many girls stared at the boy, as if little stars popped out of their eyes.

Liu Qiming was also in a trance.

The radiant and handsome young man in front of him was completely different from the ordinary best friend in his memory.

He felt as if something was rapidly moving away from him and disappearing... he couldn't grasp it at all.

"Students, welcome back Lu Sheng!"

Class teacher Hong Jianjun strode onto the podium and said loudly with a red face.

The students in the fifth class below were stunned for a few seconds, and then there was a burst of intense screams, cheers and applause.

Lu Sheng stood on the podium with some embarrassment and helplessness.

He originally just wanted to go back to school to take a look, but he never wanted to make such a big commotion.

He is not a leader, just an ordinary student.

Lu Sheng thought for a while, raised one hand and pressed it down.

The noisy classroom instantly fell silent.

The students in Class 5 didn't even realize that Lu Sheng seemed to have some kind of special magical power, which made people subconsciously want to obey.

"Teacher Hong."

Lu Sheng turned his head to look at Hong Jianjun, and said, "I want to have a culture class at the end, is that okay?"

"Well….."

Hong Jianjun was stunned for a moment, then his face in Chinese characters flushed red, and he was almost incoherent with excitement.

"Yes, of course."

"Thank you, Teacher Hong.

Lu Sheng stepped off the podium and found his seat.

He saw Liu Qiming staring at him blankly, and smiled at him.

In the following time, Hong Jianjun seemed to be 20 years younger. On the podium, he was excited and frustrating, using both hands and feet, and gave the most outstanding lesson in his teaching career.

And the students in Class 5 have never listened so carefully.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang once, and students from other classes came out. They unexpectedly saw that Class 5 was quiet here, only the sound of lectures echoed in the corridor.

And the school's top 1,000 leaders all stood at the door with smiles on their faces.

Curious, I walked over and looked around.

It didn't take long for the news that Lu Sheng, Class 5, Grade 3, returned to school spread throughout Baihe No. 3 Middle School.

The whole school is boiling.

"get out of class is over!"

Hong Jianjun swears that he has never said these two words so beautifully and reluctantly.

Hong Jianjun looked at a certain position under the podium, and the students in Class 5 also looked at that position.

The bright boy who was sitting in his seat stood up and glanced at the whole class.

It seems that he wants to keep every face here in his heart.

"Then I'll go first, goodbye everyone."

Before leaving, the young man patted Liu Qiming on the shoulder lightly, leaned down, and whispered in Liu Qiming's ear: "Come on, if you have time...Let's score points together.

Liu Qiming could not help but tremble slightly as if struck by lightning.

He looked at the back of the boy leaving, and swore secretly in his heart.

He Liu Qiming, even if he was desperate, he was exhausted...

Also admitted to Wuhan University.

must!

When I write this chapter, I think of my high school, with tears in my eyes.

By the way, I would like to ask any big brother to give me a reward of one yuan, and I will break an egg in the new January, so I can ask for a good start, thank you~~