On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

If Wen Yan knew Jin Heng a little better, he would understand the unfinished words in the other party's eyes, but unfortunately, they don't know each other now.

Jin Heng is too harmless, wearing a full set of school uniforms, his black hair has not been dyed, and it is a little long, almost piercing his eyes. How should I put it, he looks like a good student.

But those bad boys like to bully good students.

As he got closer, Wen Yan could even smell the faint fragrance of laundry detergent on his clothes, but he was overwhelmed by the extremely offensive tobacco smell on his body after a while. The two smells were mixed together, contradictory and incompatible.

The students around saw that Yan was bullying others, they just pretended not to see it, and hurriedly walked past with their heads bowed, not even daring to look at the excitement.

Wen Yan was expressionless, and patted Jin Heng's face. The voice was loud, but it didn't hurt, but the deterrent effect was enough. "Which class is it, and what's its name?"

The little bastards usually ask this kind of question for the convenience of cleaning up and seeking revenge in the future. A few words can frighten this group of students who have not yet entered the society into soft-legged shrimps. A Mao, A Gou from Class 4, just talk about it.

Because of Wen Yan's actions, Jin Heng had to turn his face away. He raised his eyes, and the upward arc at the end of his eyes, with a captivating look that did not belong to this age, said in a low voice, "Senior class two and six, Jin Heng .”

It looks very cowardly.

Which Jin is Jin, and which Heng is Heng? Wen Yan didn't know, so he just asked casually, stared into Jin Heng's eyes for a while, saw that the other party looked like a cowering white rabbit, then sneered, and pushed him away casually. opened--

Luo Ming walked out from the school gate.

It's not appropriate to call it walking, it's more like slipping, with rapid pace, not daring to lift the head, it's quite different from the usual high-spirited appearance at school, like a guilty mouse.

As soon as the mouse appeared, Jin Heng, the "rabbit", was temporarily thrown aside.

Wen Yan didn't know how he kicked it, the discarded soda can that was lying quietly on the ground suddenly flew over with a whooping sound, and hit Luo Ming's back of the head impartially, smashing him violently.

"Finally willing to come out?"

Wen Yan jumped onto the roadside flower bed with a smile, and then lit a cigarette. Thanks to the height of the terrain, when he looked at people with such a condescending meaning, he was not at all worried that Luo Ming would run away, and those bad boys had already surrounded him in twos and threes. , You kicked, I pushed and blocked the person.

"What are you running for? A few days ago, didn't you say that you want us to look good, x your mother b, are you just so courageous?!"

"Run, why don't you run away!"

Those gangsters who studied in the vocational high school were obviously more ruthless, they slapped the head and face several times, and directly slapped people out of blood. Luo Ming, who was 1.8 meters tall, was shrunk into a chicken by the slap, and he didn't even dare to say a word.

Luo Ming is the bully of No. 6 Middle School, but in front of these people, it doesn't seem to be enough. None of the former followers dared to stand up and help.

Jin Heng watched quietly from the side, until the evening study bell rang, then he looked away, he turned and walked into the school gate, he didn't know what he thought of, looked back against the background of the night, and unexpectedly met the man standing by the flower bed smoking a cigarette The unruly boy met his gaze.

Jin Heng's pupils were too dark, normal people would only feel that they were a pair of lifeless eyes, but Wen Yan looked at them at a glance, but only felt that the weeds were separated, and the glory and withering were inexhaustible.

Wen Yan flicked the cigarette ash, showing a little scarlet fire on his fingertips, very interested.

Jin Heng followed the crowd to the teaching building.

There is still one evening self-study and school is over. Teacher Yang, the teacher in charge, is lecturing on the blackboard, mainly for the good students in the front row. Jiang Shaolong and his group either pass notes or doze off, obviously to dawdle .

Tang Guo is both the class monitor and the school girl, and her grades are also good. Whether in the eyes of the boys or the teacher, she belongs to the category of people who have the upper hand. She handed out the test papers of the last test, and when she passed by Jin Heng, she would always Say a few more words, "Jin Heng, your ranking has improved by two positions this time compared to last time, keep going."

She seems to be very concerned about Jin Heng's grades.

Jin Heng's grades in his previous life were not good, and he has been hovering in the middle and lower reaches. After all, few people can stabilize their grades when they are bullied by the whole class. Later, when Wen Yan covered him, Jiang Shaolong and others dared not find him. Trouble, that's when it suddenly emerged and broke into the top ten in the school.

Jin Heng had a utility knife in his hand, which was very thin and could only be used to sharpen pencils. He was holding the piece of cold iron, wondering what he was thinking, when he heard Tang Guo's words, he came back to his senses and said two words, "Thank you. "

Jin Heng seemed to be smiling, gentle and harmless, Tang Guo walked away a little embarrassed, Jiang Shaolong sat in the corner with his legs crossed, his face was gloomy enough to drip water

Jin Heng didn't seem to notice his hostility, and hid the utility knife in his sleeve. The soft cloth wrapped the cold and hard sharp weapon, and no one except himself knew it.

Most of the answer sheets on the table were red crosses, and many questions were wrong. Jin Heng put them in the drawer at a glance, held a tube of black pen with his fingertips, and tapped and tapped lightly amidst the teacher's lecture. Hit the desktop.

"True,"

Jin Heng can't remember how he met Wen Yan back then, but in this life, he still needs a knife in his hand...

"True,"

Wen Yan is the best knife...

"True,"

Because of too much force, the tip of the pen sank in.

The head teacher opened the table for the exam and asked them to write a set of test papers. After the exam, school was over. She put away the thick stack of papers, told the students to go home early, and then walked away on high heels. .

Everyone in the class is out of cage

The birds disperse immediately, and soon there are not many people left in the huge classroom, and only Jiang Shaolong and Jin Heng are left in the end.

Jin Heng didn't leave, he sat quietly on his seat, seemed to be waiting for something, rubbed the things in his sleeves for a while, the huge classroom was empty, and there was a dim light above his head.

"Boom—"

Jiang Shaolong suddenly got up from his seat, and kicked away the table and chairs blocking the way. The heavy objects rubbed against the ground and made a harsh sound, which showed his rising anger, and his rough facial features appeared a little distorted due to jealousy.

"I'm fucking telling you to stop approaching Tang Guo, are you deaf?!"

In fact, it doesn't matter whether Tang Guo moves to Jin Heng or Jin Heng moves to Tang Guo. Jiang Shaolong will only clean up one person. He walks behind Jin Heng and is about to pull him from the chair. When I got up, unexpectedly, there was a sharp pain in the back of my hand, and I retracted it like an electric shock.

Jiang Shaolong retreated subconsciously, looking down at his hand, but before he could see it clearly, he was suddenly hit hard on the abdomen, followed by a tearing pain in his scalp, and he was pushed against the door panel from behind with a bang. .

Now everyone is gone, including Jiang Shaolong's followers.

Jin Heng's eyes were gloomy, as if a wild beast had come out of the cage in his heart, bloodthirsty and cruel, he pressed Jiang Shaolong's face firmly against the door, then tightened his grip on his hair, banging against the door again and again, lips The horns slowly raised, and asked him in a low voice, "Why, you are very jealous, huh?"

The movement didn't stop, Jiang Shaolong was already dizzy from more than a dozen heavy impacts in succession, he was terrified in his heart, he never thought that Jin Heng, who is usually timid and silent, would dare to do such a thing.

Is he crazy? !

Jiang Shaolong only had this thought in his mind. He struggled hard, blushed and his neck was thick, and shouted hoarsely, "Jin Heng, fuck you! Believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

He couldn't turn his head back. If he turned his head now, he would find the young man behind him as terrifying as a ghost.

Jin Heng laughed lowly when he heard the words, sick and weird, "Then I'll kill you first."

He made this decision easily, took out the knife hidden in his sleeve, and pushed out the blade inch by inch. The sound of clicking made Jiang Shaolong's scalp numb, and he struggled harder, "Jin Heng! Jin Heng! You're crazy! What the hell are you trying to do!"

Jin Heng remained silent, and pointed the tip of the knife at Jiang Shaolong's back, but before he could make a move, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain like an electric shock all over his body, and with a flick of his wrist, the utility knife fell to the ground with a clang, because of the paralysis With a feeling, he staggered back two steps, and managed to stand still while leaning on the table.

Ding, it is detected that the host has violated the rules, and the punishment of electric shock will be imposed

Because of this episode, Jiang Shaolong was finally rescued, his tall figure slipped to the ground like a puddle of mud, his head was covered with bruises, he probably felt that Jin Heng had lost his mind and went crazy, he didn't even care about revenge, he got up and twisted in a hurry He opened the classroom door and ran out scrambling.

Seeing this, Jin Heng sneered, picked up the knife on the ground, got up and chased it out, but just as he was about to step out the door, he remembered something, suddenly restrained his expression, and slowly backed away.

He stood there without moving, turned around to look at the empty classroom, recalled the strange mechanical sound that sounded in his ears just now, and squinted his eyes.

Jin Heng said two words "Come out."

The system flew out very obediently. After the previous hosts, it has now summed up a set of self-introduction lines, flapping its wings and saying, dear host, as a person selected by the interstellar executive, you are lucky to have a rebirth Opportunity, but your every move in the future will be under the supervision of the system, and you are not allowed to do anything that violates the modification manual, otherwise you will be punished by electric shock just like before.

It concludes that life is hard-won, please cherish it~

The light blue body of the system floated quietly in the air, like a scene that would only appear in a sci-fi movie. Jin Heng looked at it expressionlessly, digesting what the system said just now. After a long time, he finally "Oh." with a chuckle

He said "whatever."

The system reminded him that if the transformation fails, he will lose the chance to be reborn.

Jiang Shaolong had already run away, Jin Heng threw the utility knife on the ground with a clang, and his expression returned to his usual gentleness and innocence, even with a trace of cowardly innocence, he said slowly to the system, "But, I never said that I I want to be reborn..."

Jin Heng smiled strangely, "I never said I wanted to be reborn."

Those three years of nightmare, three years of quagmire, why let him go through it again?

The system thinks that this is the choice of the interstellar executive, and it has nothing to do with it because...you need to transform.

The system says you missed one thing, sorry for one person.

Jin Heng's smile faded, and his eyes were gloomy, "I have never been sorry for others."

The system hesitated for a moment, and spit out a name. Where is Wen Yan?

Whose fault is it for the wrongdoing and hurting others in the previous life, and the prison for more than ten years? , please keep in mind:,