I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

There is a strange story circulating in Longyi High School that there is a non-existent class in the school.

The cause was that a student forgot to bring his textbook after evening self-study. When he returned to the classroom, he found that it was full and his seat was occupied.

Everyone was concentrating on writing something and their faces could not be seen clearly. The students were so scared that they ran out of the school and told their classmates about it. When they returned again, the classroom was empty.

"Who discovered it?" Yang Shili asked.

Zhang Qingqing at the front desk shrugged: "I don't know. That's what the hot comments on the post said. Who knows if it's true or not?"

She leaned over Yang Shili's desk, her big black eyes shining brightly.

"Let's go play billiards tonight with Asai and the others."

Yang Shili frowned slightly: "I don't like playing billiards."

In fact, it’s not that he doesn’t like it, but he is the one who pays every time and is simply the one being cheated.

"Well, go ahead. It's just a few dozen dollars. Do you still need that little money?" Zhang Qingqing started to act coquettishly.

"He's bad."

As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Shili and Zhang Qingqing raised their heads at the same time, and both subconsciously distanced themselves.

"Who are you?" Yang Shili slowed down his breathing, and for a moment he felt that all the sweat stench in the class came from this person.

"Zhang Ze, your brother should have told you." Yun Wang moved the table next to Yang Shili on his own.

Yang Shili held him down and asked, "What are you going to do?"

He received a text message from his half-brother, saying that he had arranged for a poor student he sponsored to stay here and asked him to help him more.

But Yang Shili didn't expect Zhang Ze to be like this. He looked dirty and smelly. He had done his best to remain polite on the surface.

"I'm nearsighted and want to sit in the front row." Yun Wang moved the table sideways and turned around to move the empty table.

"Then change the place." Yang Shili was not polite and covered his nose in front of him: "You smell."

Yun Wang choked for a moment, then lowered his head and sniffed awkwardly: "No, you smelled it wrong."

"I smelled it too." Zhang Qingqing picked up the textbook and fanned it vigorously, saying with disgust: "It's either you or your breath."

He looked so ugly, with pimples all over his face, and one of them had burst and solidified into a yellow pimple.

It would be so disgusting if I squeezed a pimple while sitting behind her and sprayed it on my clothes.

Yun Wang pursed his lips and silently moved to the corner of the last row to sit down.

He clasped his hands together, blew a breath into his palms, and his nostrils flickered.

Could it be that Uncle Lin was playing a trick on him and deliberately gave him a stinky body? There is no reason.

Forehead...

It's not without reason. If Cheng Xuansi complains...

"Morning, Young Master Yang!"

Following the loud greeting, Wang Sai and others rushed out with their backpacks slung over their backs and sat around Yang Shili.

"Morning." Yang Shili said lightly.

Wang Sai carelessly put his arm around Yang Shili's neck and lowered his voice: "Have you read the hot post on the school forum, the one about the haunted classroom?"

"It's fake." Yang Shili had just heard this from Zhang Qingqing. It was nothing more than some people making up some mysterious and bizarre stories to attract attention.

“That’s not necessarily true.” Wang Sai said mysteriously, “I heard that a poor student went in to study with those evil students for a few days, and after he came out, he was directly admitted to Beiqiao.”

Yang Shili was immediately intrigued: "Who is it?"

"I don't know. There is another way to enter the non-existent classroom. It's all popular."

Wang Sai took out the textbook and placed it on the table: "You can ask Vice Chairman Qiang to check it out. If there really is such a classroom, we don't have to study so hard."

Hearing this, Yang Shili turned his head and said, "I'm not familiar with him."

"Whether you are familiar with each other or not, you two are related by blood. You will become familiar with each other if you talk more." Wang Sai's eyes were bright: "If I suddenly had a brother like this, I would wake up with laughter in my dreams and stick to him every day."

Wake up with laughter...

Yang Shili remained silent. Qiang Di was willing to take over mostly because of the pressure from the media. He threw him into this mediocre civilian high school and stuffed him into a crowded dormitory for six people.

He still doesn't even know where Qiang Di lives. He only receives a mere 500 yuan for food every week, and there is no other communication.

When his parents were still alive, they at least provided him with a good learning environment and pocket money. Now that he has become a little master in the eyes of others, his life is not as good as before.

Yang Shili could clearly feel Qiang Di's distance, so he tried his best to avoid causing him any trouble.

"Mr. Yang, do you have any change? Lend me some to buy breakfast." Wang Sai spoke skillfully.

Yang Shili was stunned for a moment, then slowly took out his wallet.

He couldn't fall out with Wang Sai, as the latter was very popular. Once a conflict arose, he would inevitably be isolated.

He still had to stay with these people for three years, and he didn't want to ask Qiang Di for money, so he could only live frugally and cut down on expenses.

Yang Shili just took out a five-dollar note, and Wang Sai took out a fifty-dollar note from his wallet, took five of it, and said with a smile, "I'll bring you one too."

Yang Shili secretly clenched his fists and endured it.

At this moment, a fat body blocked Wang Sai.

"Your name is... Wang Sai, right?" Yun Wang glanced at the name on the textbook.

"Who are you?" Wang Sai asked unhappily.

"I'm a poor transfer student. Can you lend me some money? I'll return it to you later." Yun Wang spread out his hands.

Wang Sai said, "I don't have any money. I'll borrow from others."

"I see you have 55." Yun Wang stared at Wang Sai's pocket: "I have hypoglycemia. I'm very hungry now. I need to eat something."

"Looking for trouble, huh?" Wang Sai shouted at the top of his voice.

He looked up and down at the disparity in their stature, took a step back, and glanced at Yang Shili with a slanted look, looking arrogant.

"Do you know Young Master Yang?"

"Give me the money." Yun Wang shook his wrist, and all the fat on his body trembled a few times.

Wang Sai pulled Yang Shili up and glared at Yun Wang: "Young Master Yang, look at him, he bullies people as soon as he arrives, and as the leader of our class, you don't do anything about it?"

The whole classroom fell silent, and almost everyone's eyes were focused here.

Yang Shili had a conflicted look on his face, and he gritted his teeth and took out ten yuan from his wallet and handed it to Yun Wang.

"We are all classmates, forget it."

Yun Wang took the money and put the wallet in his pocket: "Thank you, Mr. Yang."

The blood in Yang Shili's body froze and he stood stiffly in place.

After a moment, he lowered his head to hide the coldness in his eyes.

"You're welcome. My money is your money. Spend it as you please."