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

Han Bo kicked open the office door, and without saying a word, he punched Qin Zhi to the ground with a ferocious look on his face.

"What on earth do you want to do!"

After Qin Zhi took over Longyi, he unblocked posts from many years ago and made them more popular, pushing students to death. It was simply insane.

"Don't you know best? Huh?"

Qin Zhi laughed and patted Han Bo's dark face heavily, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

"Stop sending me ridiculous comments like there are no shortcuts in life. You are just a commoner who can't even pay for tuition and only knows how to flirt with girls. Now you have an annual salary of nearly a million and a stable job. Your existence is a slap in your own face."

He was clearly ranked last at first, but by relying on some unconventional methods, his college entrance examination score actually crushed him, who had always been number one.

What was the point of studying day and night? I only slept four hours a day, and I studied all the time. What was the point of all those years of hard work?

In the end, everything was destroyed by this kind of person. Even though he was admitted to Beiqiao, he no longer had the motivation to move forward and all his beliefs collapsed.

"What I hate most is people like you, especially you." Qin Zhi's cold voice was mixed with endless hatred and jealousy.

"You think I was only in there for a few days, don't you?" Han Bo gritted his teeth, his eyes reddened, "I'm telling you now, I studied for forty years, a full forty years!"

Qin Zhi was stunned for a moment, and slightly widened his eyes: "How is it possible..."

Han Bo threw Qin Zhi's collar away, took out his business card and pressed it against his chest: "Call the cleaning company and ask them to come and use the money to accumulate virtue."

Qin Zhi lowered his eyes and glanced at him, then took out the business card given by Yun Xi and threw it at Han Bo's face, then stood up.

"Ten million, I want you to split it in half."

"You still have some conscience." Han Bo took out the money card and put it on the table, then turned and left.

"You have a conscience." Qin Zhi sneered contemptuously: "If you have a conscience, why don't you find someone to clean it up?"

Han Bo stopped and said nothing in the end, quickly disappearing from Qin Zhi's sight.

It's not that he hadn't looked for one, but those psychics charged too much, often tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, which he couldn't afford.

It was not until three months ago that Ji Bin gave him a business card, but a large-scale war broke out before he could make any contact.

After the war he still couldn't find anyone and was left hanging.

Now that Qin Zhi has contacted him, Han Bo only hopes that this nightmare that has tormented him for forty years will end soon.

……

Wang Baozi Cleaning Company.

"So 14 years ago, when you and Qin Zhi were still in high school, the rumor about the non-existent classroom was already circulating in Longyi High School, right?"

Yun Xi held a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other, showing his professional attitude.

"Yes." Han Bo's face turned pale. "It is said that someone played a taboo game at that time and asked the Pen Fairy for help to improve his grades. The Pen Fairy told him the method."

Yun Xi quickly wrote it down, then asked, "Is it the method to go up the stairs at 11:11 at night?"

"No need to go up the stairs." Han Bo raised his palm to support his heavy head: "As long as you enter the school at this time, with the strong desire to improve your grades, you can push open any door at will, and it will be a non-existent classroom."

He slowly told me the whole story: "My family was not well off, and I planned to work after graduating from high school. Haha, I was just wasting my time, so the teacher couldn't stand it and felt sorry for me. He also blamed me for influencing other students. Later, we had a conflict and I beat him up. Long Yi took the opportunity to persuade me, the worst student, to drop out."

"How can a minor find a job, especially with only a junior high school diploma? I just want to get a good score in the midterm exam two days later, a score that the school won't want to expel me from school."

At this point, Han Bo covered his face in pain, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

"What is the content of the exam?" Yun Xi asked.

"All subjects in arts and science."

"What are the conditions for coming out?"

"Full marks."

Hearing this, Yun Xi was confused: "It takes forty years to reach the full score?"

It's been too long anyway.

Han Bo's sweat dripped down his temples: "It's not that it's hard to get full marks, but I can't finish answering..."

He closed his eyes, his body slid limply off the chair and he fainted.

Yun Xi tapped the book with the tip of his pen thoughtfully, pondered for a moment, then carried Han Bo towards the elevator.