My wife is a passerby villain

There are indeed no buses after ten o'clock.

Yin Hang could only take a taxi back.

It was already half past ten when he got home. Yin Hang threw his schoolbag on the sofa and lay down on the bed.

He was helpless when he thought of what happened at school.

It's rude to stare at others, and it's even more embarrassing to be called to your door after being discovered.

But Yin Hang didn't have any good ideas.

When solving problems, he tried his best to leave a good impression on the other party.

I planned to revise it again tonight, then type it into word and print it out, so that I can avoid my bad handwriting.

By the way, I will think of another reason and see if I can add WeChat.

If chatting on the Internet, Yin Hang can go much smoother.

He doesn't want to have any contact with the opposite sex in real life. He just needs to be able to talk to An Tong on the Internet. After she meets the protagonist, he can ask for her contact information in the name of a classmate.

They will wait in the same place before entering the secret realm. They can't quarrel as soon as they meet, right?

As a result, the other party led someone to block the door. I panicked and forgot to ask for WeChat.

And what did the girl next to An Tong mean? She thought she liked An Tong, so she said that?

However, at this juncture, learning should really be the priority, but...

The more Yin Hang thought about it, the more annoyed he became.

Turn on the computer and search for some exercises as usual.

This route can be said to be a helpless guarantee.

Rather than saying it is a method, it is more about doing something to comfort yourself.

Baidu's search records basically include Qigong practice, Tai Chi introduction, Taoist top ten health methods, breathing, large and small Zhou Tianyun Gong, etc.

But when he really started to try, he found that all the information either skipped over the key content or skipped chapters.

For example, in the so-called Qigong practice, Yin Hang can understand the meditation postures, mental states, and breathing ranges in the first few chapters, and then imitate them.

However, the sudden appearance of meridians, Dantian, and luck immediately confused Yin Hang.

Search these separately, one article per statement.

The same goes for the introduction to breathing. He can still find the location of the specific acupuncture points, but he doesn't explain at all how to transport Qi to the acupoints.

Yin Hang tried to sort these out and then fill in each other's shoes.

As a result, he discovered that several key places had been erased in a tacit understanding, and then replaced with unknown words to take over the context.

Finally, when Yin Hang tried to look for information on the Internet and found that there were also holes, he understood.

What he can think of, how could others not think of it.

In the past, there might have been some leaks, but now, at the time when spiritual energy is reviving, the national level has long known about it and taken action.

Rationally speaking, practicing privately is definitely not allowed in the current environment. After all, it can easily lead to social unrest.

But when Yin Hang is not a vested interest, he will inevitably be jealous.

But no matter how much he thought about it, there was nothing he could do. He had been trying this for a month.

After washing, he went to bed before twelve o'clock.

The school's morning self-study starts at 6:30 in the morning and lasts until 7:10.

Class officially starts at 7:20.

Day students do not need to attend morning self-study.

Yin Hang arrived at the door of the classroom at 7:30. Normally, he would have to wait for morning self-study before he could enter the classroom.

However, today he discovered that there was no self-study class in the class, and there were only three people chatting.

After seeing Yin Hang, a tall and thin boy asked: "Have you finished drawing blood?"

"Drawing blood?" Yin Hang froze. After he came to his senses, he hurriedly asked: "Are you going to have a physical examination today?"

"Yes, the teacher made the announcement yesterday and wrote a reminder on the blackboard."

Yin Hang's mind went blank.

Is this the beginning?

According to the setting of the novel, the results will be available one day after the physical examination.

On the third day, they started taking people away secretly.

Yin Hang's whole body went numb instantly.

He originally planned to practice the so-called qi on the Internet, so that he might be able to cheat the physical examination and be selected.

"When will it end?" Yin Hang asked hurriedly.

"It's half past nine...what's wrong with you?"

"Ah... I've eaten in the morning. I'm going to the toilet to throw up." After Yin Hang finished speaking, he threw his schoolbag at the door and ran towards the toilet.

"Good guy." A boy looked at it blankly, walked over, picked up Yin Hang's schoolbag, and put it on his desk.

However, a boy next to him asked doubtfully: "It seems you didn't say you weren't allowed to eat, right?"

"But usually you are not allowed to eat when taking blood. Anyway, I didn't eat."

"That's right, but is it too late to vomit now?"

"Who knew, this Yin Hang is really ruthless."

Yin Hang rushed to the toilet, closed the door of a cubicle tightly, turned on his mobile phone, and set an alarm for nine ten.

Then he went online and found those messy exercises, and continued to sense the so-called qi.

However, he couldn't calm down at all, and at the same time, some students who came to use the toilet kept interrupting him.

Finally, he put on his headphones and played a constant and sharp background noise, and then slowly calmed down.

After a while, the sound of an alarm startled Yin Hang, and he realized that it was already ten past nine.

However, during Yin Hang's meditation just now, he felt like a slender down feather stirring non-existent Qi in the air.

He knew it was useless, but he kept trying.

After gritting his teeth and holding on for another five minutes, Yin Hang pressed the power button on his phone with his fingertips turning white, and then rushed towards the infirmary.

When he arrived panting heavily and sweating profusely, he found that in addition to a few medical staff, there were also several middle-aged men wearing blue shirts and suit pants.

One of them came over after seeing Yin Hang.

"Which class are you in and what's your name?"

"582, Yin...hang." Yin Hang, looking at the opponent's uniform and armbands, suddenly realized something.

"Hmm...582." The middle-aged man turned the folder to the page of Class 582. After tearing off the last barcode on it, he handed it to Yin Hang and said, "Go for a physical examination."

"Thank you, thank you."

Yin Hang, who received the barcode, walked into the infirmary with his feet a little weak. There were four or five people queuing in front of him. Yin Hang took the opportunity to practice for a while. Although he didn't know what he was practicing at all, it was like drowning.

People blindly want to grasp everything around them.

When it was Yin Hang's turn, he remembered to turn up his sleeves. In just two minutes, the medical staff completed a series of operations such as patting the arm, tying a tourniquet, disinfecting, inserting an acupuncture, drawing blood, and covering the cotton swab.

After watching the other party take away his test tube and seal it with a barcode, Yin Hang walked out of the infirmary numbly.

It seems like everything is over.

Back in the classroom, Yin Hang was not in the mood to listen to the class.

This major physical examination is the mysterious curtain that faces ordinary people, and it is also the ticket to the new world.

And Yin Hang knew what was behind the curtain and had been looking forward to it.

However, he seemed to be late, or in other words not qualified to enter at all.

He remembered that the setting in the novel was that one year later, even ordinary people could practice cultivation and introduce spiritual energy into their bodies.

I wanted to take advantage of this setting, can I practice it now?

As a result, my blood was drawn even before I could achieve anything.

Yin Hang lay weakly on his desk and remained silent until the third period.

When the third period was about to end, he secretly took out his mobile phone that he had brought with him as a day student, started to search for information on the Internet, and at the same time wrote a bunch of unexplained words on the cursive paper.

He kept writing and then ticking off some parts. He repeated this process until the bell of the fourth period in the morning.

Senior high school students eat at different times than other grades, so there are not many people in the cafeteria.

Yin Hang arrived at the cafeteria and waited for a while before going to get his meal. Then he took the plate and strode to Area C of the cafeteria, leaning towards his target.

Although after getting closer, his feet were still a little soft, causing his body to be unstable, but Yin Hang still gritted his back molars and sat opposite An Tong.

An Tong: "?"