Opening his eyes suddenly, he saw the familiar carved bed board above his head, and the sound of footsteps sounded in his ears. Ji Wuchan was putting a thick pile of homework on the table, sitting down, and taking a sideways glance.
"It's time to get up and study."
Meng San turned her head stiffly, with a confused expression, as if she had dementia, and said in a hoarse voice, "Call me?"
Ji Wuchan smiled and said, "Call me a pig."
I woke up after dreaming for three seconds.
This bald donkey!
Just now in the dream, I was bullied and couldn't resist. Now?
Beat her to death!
Without saying a word, Meng San opened the quilt and rushed towards Ji Wuchan.
Ji Wuchan reacted quickly, turned around to avoid, cast a spell with one hand, and pinned her down on the table.
Meng San was about to resist, but was suddenly startled.
"Can I move?"
"I haven't slept in vain these past four days, and I'm recovering well from my injuries." Ji Wuchan said.
"Four days?" Meng San was shocked, "How can I sleep?"
"So it's a pig." Ji Wuchan smiled again.
Meng San was still being held down, but this guy was so strong that he couldn't break free no matter what. He didn't continue to be tough for a moment, but changed the topic and said in an impatient tone, "Can I leave?"
After coming out of Wuchanyuan, seeing the long-lost real sunshine and smelling the long-lost fresh air made me burst into tears.
Feng Heyue, who came to pick up Mengsan, had a look of infatuation and asked anxiously about Ji Wuchan.
Meng San was silent for a long time, looking at her expressionlessly.
"You like that bald donkey?"
Later, whether it was because Meng San ruthlessly revealed her girlish thoughts, or because she called him "Dead Bald Donkey", Feng Heyue never asked her about Ji Wuchan again.
But from that day on, the name Ji Wuchan became a curse, imprisoning Meng San all the time.
Mengsan went down the mountain to swindle and deceive all the money, but Ji Wuchan confiscated all the money during his sleep check, and asked Mengsan to change the rice noodles himself and distribute them to the poor at the foot of the mountain; Mengsan skipped class and was late, Ji Wuchan criticized him by name during his speech at the court meeting, asking the elders to
She was punished for being late to clean the Yaoming Courtyard for a month, and for skipping classes to clean the Xuwu Mountain for a year; Meng San gathered a group of people to fight, Ji Wuchan led a group of senior brothers to help the other party, and Meng San, no one wanted to do it.
Help her during the fight...
Gradually, Mengsan was ignored by the people around him because of Ji Wuchan, and only Feng Heyue was willing to hang out with him.
In fact, Ji Wuchan is not only like this to Meng San, he is also unselfish and merciless to everyone, no matter who they are or what their background is.
It’s just that Meng San made more mistakes.
After a long time, even Feng Heyue couldn't help but sigh, "The leader is really good at picking people. He picked such a king of hell and these gangsters from Yao Mingyuan. They couldn't beat them even if they wanted to. They were managed obediently.
"
The gangster Meng San snorted lightly, "If you act like this, you will ascend to heaven in the future, and you won't get any good fruits."
Feng Heyue glanced at her and said, "Oh, it turns out you also understand these personal sophistications? Look, you usually don't pay attention to it. You hit and scold whoever you want, and you have offended a lot of people with backgrounds, right?
If you don’t have time to worry about others, it’s better to worry about yourself first.”
"I'm just too lazy to care," Meng San said, "Besides, I'm not sure I'll ascend yet."
"Don't come here! Who here is not here to ascend?" Feng Heyue didn't take it seriously at all, but she also wondered, "Sometimes I don't know how you can be so bold. You obviously have no ability."
Meng San smiled, "It's the same thing, I'm just too lazy to pay attention to it."
"Oh." Feng Heyue smiled jokingly, "What kind of powerful person are you trying to say again? The really powerful people are behind you."
At the right time, the sun was slightly drunk, streaming in through the half-open window pane, shining into her bright eyes, and reflecting the figure of Ji Wuchan walking over.
This is a public class - illusion.
Meng San usually falls off, but since Ji Wuchan became the tutor, he doesn't dare to do it casually.
The reason is simple: Ji Wuchan also took this course.
Feng Heyue was not interested in this at first, but when she heard that Ji Wuchan was also coming, she rushed over.
Meng San was speechless, she couldn't see anything in Ji Wuchan that was worthy of Feng Heyue's nymphomaniac.
In fact, she has trouble understanding things like love at all.
It happened that there were many people attending the class today. After Lu Qinghuai and his classmates helped Ji Wuchan occupy a seat, he left due to something to do, leaving Meng San and Feng Heyue who came late to take advantage.
"Mengsan has made a lot of progress during these days." Ji Wuchan said as soon as he sat down.
Listen to the tone of this elder teaching the younger generation.
Meng San glanced at him, "Are we familiar?"
Feng Heyue immediately shouted from the side, "Mature, mature! Director Ji is the benefactor who has worked so hard to take care of your little half month! It's rare to see such a responsible director these days."
Feng Heyue is such an idiot.
Meng San was speechless for a while, tilting his head and not wanting to pay attention to her. Unexpectedly, he turned around and saw Ji Wuchan lowering his eyes, focusing on the paper in her hand.
"Did you write this word?"
He reached out and touched the part signed by Meng San.
"how?"
"So ugly."
"..."
"Shall I teach you?" He met Meng San's eyes with a serious expression.
Meng San didn't expect him to say that suddenly, so she was stunned and didn't speak.
Ji Wuchan took this moment to take the brush in Meng San's hand, dipped it in some ink, and wrote the word "Meng San" on the rice paper in front of him in a few strokes.
The pen moves like a dragon and the snake, and the iron painting uses a silver hook. It's really beautiful.
Mengsan felt that Ji Wuchan's handwriting did not give people a faint feeling like his appearance, but was as sharp as a blade.
We often hear people say that words are like people, but that is not the case.
He is such a fool who has no desires and desires, and has done good deeds as his own duty. I am afraid that he will only use such a sharp knife when dealing with himself.
"Who asked you to write randomly?"
"Take your words away, I don't mind reading them!"
Guan Guang Guan, how can there be such a person! He is always in charge and nosy! He is thankless for his efforts!
Meng San took back the pen and paper and crumpled the paper into a ball.
Ji Wuchan knew her temperament, so he didn't say anything, but listened carefully to the lecture.
He didn't see that Meng San cast a small spell and secretly collected the paper ball.
Meng San didn't understand many things since she woke up. Just like now, she doesn't understand why she should put away a piece of disgusting paper written by a disgusting person.
Maybe it's because this is the first time someone has taught me to write my own name, or maybe it's because this is the first time someone has written the name I randomly picked up when I woke up so carefully and beautifully.
When it first woke up, it found everything around it was strange.
At that time, the memory was chaotic. Meng San couldn't tell what the world was, and she didn't know what her name was. When she saw an ant on the roadside, she had to squat and look at it for a long time. Later, she got tired from squatting and wanted to stand up, but found that her legs were very weak.
Ma, he sat down on the ground and was seen by a child eating steamed buns passing by. He laughed mercilessly.
Meng San laughed, then stood up with one hand on the ground, crushed the ant with one foot, and snatched the bun from the child's hand.
That was the first time it felt full, warm and comfortable.
Later, it discovered that people generally did not dare to provoke evil people, and tried to avoid them as much as possible, so it learned to be a evil person, burning, killing, looting, and engaging in everything.
Later, it learned that it was more convenient to walk around the world as a male, so it began to learn how men speak and behave. In the end, when it looked in the mirror, it could not recognize its original gender.
There was a flood that year. Meng San saw a stupid monk who refused to eat the food he had and rushed to share it with others.
At that time, it had long been accustomed to seeing people swapping offspring for food. Seeing this scene, it felt it was an eyesore and was inexplicably unhappy, so it asked someone to cause trouble.
The troublemaker gave the monk a black and blue nose and a swollen face, and gave Meng San a sack of white-flour steamed buns.
Meng San took a bite of the steamed bun and decided to visit the place where the monk lived.
As the saying goes, environment shapes character.
If the monk is so stupid, the people who are with the monk must also be stupid. If it gets to the monk, wouldn't it become an overlord?
Later, when it arrived at the monk's place, it met Yu Sheng first.
That day on the shore, when I heard Yu Sheng's pleas and saw Xiao Hei's body, he didn't even think about possessing her.