In the early morning, the sun shone in through the window, causing Yang Xiaole on the bed to feel burning pain. Sweat appeared on his forehead at some point.
"What a crappy school it is? It doesn't even have a curtain. Why is there a dormitory for girls? It's so unfair. Didn't you say that we want to promote equality between men and women? I'm sorry."
Yang Xiaole reluctantly got up from the bed, full of complaints, and looked like a deeply resentful woman.
Of course, Yang Xiaole was very happy to see that there were no curtains in the girls' dormitory, but he knew that it was almost impossible. Yang Xiaole could conclude that if there were really no curtains in the girls' dormitory, the crime rate would rise sharply. There was no way.
They were all young and energetic, and seeing the girls in the opposite dormitory showing their fair bodies, it would be a lie to say that they didn't react at all.
"Hey! Where are the people?"
The desertedness in the dormitory caught Yang Xiaole's attention. He glanced around and found that there was no one else in the dormitory except him.
"Fuck, inhuman guy, bastard."
Yang Xiaole quickly figured out the situation. Without asking, it must have been Zhuo Dang who didn't wake him up.
Extremely depressed, I took my phone and looked at it. Sure enough, it was already 10:40 noon.
In addition to seeing the time, Yang Xiaole came to see three missed calls and one text message.
Both the missed call and the text message were from the same person. Yang Xiaole opened the text message uneasily. It read, "Boy, you are dead. If you dare to miss my class, I will not spare you."
The time on the text message shows that it is 10:08, which is the class time of the class teacher. In other words, this text message was sent by her during class. Alas! What a tough girl.
The sweat in Yang Xiaole's heart was that it was rare to see such a tough teacher, especially since she was a female teacher who always called herself my mother at such a young age. I really don't know what she was thinking.
Throwing the phone aside, it was already so late, and there was no need to go to class anymore. Thinking of the boss and the three bitches selling him out again, Yang Xiaole felt so angry that his teeth itched. Counting this, it was already the second time.
Being sold for the first time, we can't just let it go today. We must at least kill a few of them.
Knowing such bad friends, Yang Xiaole could only sigh secretly that his life was miserable and that he met unkind people!
The fierce sunlight made him painful. Yang Xiaole moved his position to avoid the fierce sunlight, staring blankly at the ceiling above his head. He was a junior. In the past two years, he had done nothing. He was just messing around.
Nowadays, I think about those male pig horns in novels. They have already started to live a bad life in college, but what about him? He has no girls, no money, he is a damn failure, and he can be regarded as an alternative if he can do what he does.
"Damn it, am I born to be a bachelor? I shouldn't be. How can a handsome man like me not be liked by women? It's really unreasonable!"
Yang Xiaole scratched his head, very puzzled by this. Has the aesthetics of beauties changed these days? She doesn't like handsome guys, but likes average-looking men?
After getting up and rinsing his mouth, Yang Xiaole still stayed in the dormitory and did not go out. This was an awkward time. It was a little early to eat, so he could only stay in the dormitory and wait for lunch time.
"Dong dong..." Some strong man upstairs made a loud sound on the floor, and you could even feel the floor shaking.
Yang Xiaole in yy was frightened and woke up. He raised his head and looked at the ceiling above his head, "Damn, it's so violent, the bed is vibrating? I wish him to die as soon as possible."
When the macho man upstairs was so shocked, the dust on Yang Xiaole's head fell like rain, including some spider webs.
Yang Xiaole, who was bored in every way, looked at the falling spider web 'remnants' and felt a sense of loss in his heart. Maybe his life would fall to the ground just like these spider web 'remnants' in front of him, until they disappeared and became inactive.
No, never, he must not live a mediocre life. That kind of life has no meaning. Yang Xiaole's mind works very fast. If he wants to get ahead, he must have a strong background or unique talents.
He does not have a strong background, but he does have one specialty. Of course, he is not sure now whether it is a specialty. It may only be regarded as a little magic. It has been a long time since he has used the power that makes him both love and hate. If it wasn't
Inspired by the spider web, he almost forgot.
After watching those spider webs fall to the ground, Yang Xiaole quickly stretched out his hand to pull off a hair from his head, raised it above his head, then let go and let the hair fall to the ground.
"stop."
Yang Xiaole uttered a sentence and saw something strange happened. The hair that was originally falling to the ground suddenly stopped in mid-air. That's right, it stopped in mid-air without any support.
Everyone on earth knows that there is gravity, but what is happening in front of us cannot be explained by gravity. How can a hair stay in mid-air? According to the current scientific level, there is no way to explain it.
"Alas! When can we go further?"
Looking at the hair hanging in the air, Yang Xiaole couldn't help but sigh, not happy because of this ability.
Yang Xiaole doesn’t know what his current ability is called. It should be called a superpower as written in the novel. And his superpower can freeze small objects in mid-air, so Yang Xiaole named himself the freeze-frame superpower.
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With this ability, Yang Xiaole did not tell anyone, including Zhuo Dang and his few buddies, because he was afraid that once word got out, he would be treated like a guinea pig for research.
It was already two years ago that he discovered that he had this ability. This was when he accidentally discovered that he had this ability. He was very happy when he first discovered it. He was deeply poisoned by online novels on weekdays, which made him
He couldn't help but get excited, imagining that he could live a strong life with this fixed power and have countless beauties. However, after a few months, Yang Xiaole had gone from being extremely happy at the beginning to being disappointed now.
After all, the powers described in the novel will become stronger and stronger, but he is still the same after months of hard training. He can only control his hair, but he can't control anything else, let alone people, not even pens and the like.
Over time, Yang Xiaole became disheartened. If he hadn't been inspired by the falling spider web just now, he almost forgot that he still had such an ability.
After Yang Xiaole analyzed this power, Yang Xiaole believed that it must be related to the electric shock he received two years ago. That electric shock almost killed him. It is said that his hair was standing up at the time and he was lying in the hospital.
It took three days before I could get out of bed and walk.
Except for the time when he was electrocuted, he was neither abducted by aliens nor received the inheritance from an alien planet, so Yang Xiaole was definitely related to that electrocution.
"When can I control people?"
Yang Xiaole thought to himself, if the freeze-frame power could control people, he would be rich, and the whole world wouldn't let him go around?
Of course, that is just a dream, a dream with a slim chance, and maybe you will never reach that level in this life.
For Yang Xiaole, he was itching. Seeing that he had special powers, he found that the powers had no other purpose except for entertainment. This was like a person who was extremely hungry and had a pile of delicious food in front of him.
But he couldn't get the pile of delicious food in front of him, because those delicious foods were all on TV.
"Walk."
Yang Xiaole snapped his fingers and saw the hair hanging in mid-air slowly drifting to the ground. The freeze-frame power he possessed could only control the hair, and the time was only about thirty seconds.