I will eventually become a god

At half past one in the afternoon, Xue Jing arrived at the school.

Just like in the morning, he did not go directly to the class, but once again stepped onto the Qingda campus and came to the Qingda library.

Compared with the sparse crowds in the morning, there were quite a lot of people in the library at this time, but everyone was very quiet, and basically the only sound that could be heard was the turning of pages.

Xue Jing's arrival attracted many students' attention. A short-haired girl sitting on a chair in the lounge area, holding an extracurricular reading book, looked at Xue Jing, who was wearing the uniform of the attached middle school, with bright eyes, and whispered excitedly to her best friend beside her. :

"Look, look, that brother is so good-looking!"

"Shall we go find him and ask for his WeChat ID?"

While staring at Xue Jing, her best friend complained: "Don't you like Nian Shang? Why are you eyeing the little puppy from the attached middle school?"

"Even if you don't like sweets, you will still salivate when you encounter this top-notch dessert!" The short-haired girl's eyes lit up.

“Let’s go, let’s go, I’ll go find him and ask for his WeChat ID, and you’ll be there to encourage me...”

With that said, she stood up from her chair.

The chair was pushed away and rubbed against the floor, making a slightly sharp sound.

As if hearing the movement here, Xue Jing turned her head and looked at the short-haired girl.

"..."

The latter was glanced at by those cold eyes, and his whole body felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head, from his scalp to his heels, and all his inner desires disappeared in an instant.

It wasn't until Xue Jing walked up to the floor and left her sight that the short-haired girl suddenly covered the plump fruit on her chest and gasped for air, like a drowning person who had just been rescued from shore.

Her best friend was stunned, and immediately patted her back to help her calm down, and asked concernedly: "What's wrong, Xiaolin, are you okay?"

A girl with a single ponytail named Xiaolin said with lingering fear: "I don't know why, that brother... seems to be very dangerous, so I won't ask for WeChat."

…

Xue Jing, who didn't know how much psychological damage her inadvertent look had caused to others, went straight up to the seventh floor.

The seventh floor was as deserted as ever, in sharp contrast to the popular first six floors. There was only one girl, sitting on an old chair, holding a book, and she was still too upright to find any fault. She was sitting upright, her light blue skinny jeans stretched as tightly as a ripe peach.

It was the girl Xue Jing met at the same place in the morning.

Different from the morning, when the girl saw Xue Jing, she nodded towards him, her waist-length ponytail swaying slightly, and a smile appeared on her clean and beautiful face.

Xue Jing smiled, said nothing, and nodded towards her.

He thought this kind of nodding acquaintance without speaking was quite interesting.

Walking into the bookshelf area, Xue Jing began to look for clues that might be related to the 'divine substance'.

Under the dim light, Xue Jing and the girl were busy in their own ways, clearly distinct from each other. They seemed like two unrelated passers-by, but also had an inexplicable and natural sense of harmony.

An hour later, Xue Jing learned a lot of things that ordinary people didn't know, but still learned nothing about divine substances.

"Let's go to class first."

Shaking her head, Xue Jing put the books in her hands back on the bookshelf and walked out of the library.

On the seventh floor of silence, only the girl is left, like a lonely spirit trapped here. Only the occasional sound of turning pages can prove that she is a real person.

…

When Xue Jing walked into her class, she found that the tables and chairs that had been scratched by Pei Youguang had been replaced by a complete set.

"It was second grader Pei Youguang who moved here and replaced your desk and chair."

A classmate who came here very early explained.

"That's right." Xue Jing responded.

He didn't care, he could sit on the table and chairs with or without the flowers, but after all, the drawers of the scratched desk and chairs had been stuffed with dirty things, so it would be good to replace them.

Pei Youguang is a sensible person.

Xue Jing thought.

It was not in vain that I gave him a sincere education.

The four afternoon classes passed quickly. Xue Jing and Li Ge said hello and said they had something to do and asked him to leave first.

Then he packed up his textbooks, put his schoolbag on one shoulder, and walked out of the third teaching building.

The attached middle school has three teaching buildings, one for each grade, and each grade has twenty classes.

Xue Jing came to the corridor of the second teaching building where she was a second grade student. She leaned on the pillar at the door, took out her mobile phone, and looked at some videos explaining martial arts while waiting.

His appearance is quite eye-catching, and when the second-year students coming out of the building see him, their eyes will more or less stay on him.

He didn't wait long, and soon, a rich young man who was surrounded by a group of boys, with his nose and eyes bandaged and wrapped like a mummy, came out.

It was Pei Youguang.

The boys next to him were also more or less injured, but not as serious as Pei Youguang.

When he saw Xue Jing, Pei Youguang was stunned for a moment, then trotted over and said attentively: "Hey, Brother Jing, are you waiting for me?"

His performance immediately stunned the second-year students around him.

"Is this Pei Youguang?"

"Ah? Is this Pei Youguang? He's tied up like a mummy, so I didn't recognize him."

"Who is that person? Why does Pei Youguang seem to be... licking him?"

"It's Xue Jing from the third grade! I saw him this morning. He was called out by Zhou Juncheng at the school gate. I thought he was going to be beaten by Pei Youguang. Why did he seem to be fine..."

"Stupid, Pei Youguang is like this, he must have wanted to hit someone but got hit instead."

"What happened, didn't Pei Youguang practice martial arts? How did he get hit like this?"

There were small discussions around, and the students all looked excited as if they had eaten a big piece of melon.

This school bully is not popular on weekdays, and now he seems to be at a disadvantage, so everyone is very happy.

"It's his fault, he bullies people every day, and now he hits the wall!"

"Finally someone can deal with him."

"Pei Youguang and I are in the same class. In the morning, he was still saying that he would teach Xue Jing a lesson. It is said that it was because Lin Shiyu likes Xue Jing... Look, Lin Shiyu is here."

Lin Shiyu, a school girl wearing a school uniform skirt, with long and straight legs shining in the sunset, walked out of the teaching building and saw Xue Jing, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on her pretty face.

She was just rejected in the morning when she confessed her love, and now she met the person involved again, she was immediately embarrassed.

Fortunately, Xue Jing didn't even look at her, as if he didn't notice her at all. Although he looked a little ruthless, which made her feel disappointed, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Shiyu hurriedly picked up her schoolbag, took her best friend's hand and ran away.

"Brother Jing, you are here to learn strength from me, right? Let's go to my house. My house is quite big. I have almost all the equipment for practicing martial arts in the dojo..."

Pei Youguang said, using his remaining right eye to signal his younger brother.

The latter immediately understood and stepped forward and said attentively:

"Brother Jing, let me help you with your schoolbag."

"Well, let's go." Xue Jing smiled, handed the schoolbag to his younger brother, and followed Pei Youguang out of the campus.

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