"This mission is over. The winner, Anyang, will be awarded 100 credits to fellow student Anyang."
"The loser Xu Yiran will be punished."
The dazzling news was reflected in Xu Yiran's dull eyes. After a long while, Xu Yiran muttered with dull eyes: "Why, why did I lose to you? Is it because my skills are inferior to others?"
"No." Anyang suppressed his smile and said seriously: "You are very strong, really, you are very powerful. For your peers, your ability in the field of chess is definitely top-notch, not inferior to mine."
"Then why am I still defeated so miserably?" Xu Yiran asked painfully. Knowing that he would die, perhaps Xu Yiran's last wish was to know why he was defeated miserably at the hands of Anyang.
"You were defeated by your mentality." Anyang said: "Whether you were too impatient or I deliberately provoked you later, your heart should not be shaken by this. Under the premise that everyone's chess skills are similar, they cannot maintain
A peaceful heart is the most fatal factor in your defeat."
"You despicable villain, what you said just now was indeed intended to disturb Xu Yiran's mood, you bastard!" In the crowd of Class 4, a boy with red eyes was clenching his fists and cursing angrily.
These words were naturally what Anyang said just now, and what Xu Yiran had been saying from the beginning.
This person's name is Zheng Nianqi. He has known Xu Yiran since childhood. They have been in the same class since elementary school and have been in the same class until high school. Now that Xu Yiran is about to die, he is naturally extremely angry.
Should you vent your anger on the ghost masters? It's simple to say, but when you really encounter this kind of thing, how many people are willing to let go of the culprit who directly killed their friends? This is human nature.
In Zheng Nianqi's eyes, what really made Chen Yiran die was Anyang in front of him.
"That's enough, Nian Qi. If you lose, you will lose. There is nothing mean or despicable, and Anyang did not cheat." Chen Yiran raised his head, exhaled, and said: "I lost, and I am convinced...
Mentally I am completely defeated, I have nothing to complain about..."
"Yi Ran..." Zheng Nianqi murmured with tears in his eyes.
There was silence in the classroom, and students from both Class 3 and Class 4 were watching this scene silently.
Anyang was silent for a while and said: "I will avenge you. I will kill those ghost teachers myself."
"Haha, okay! Then I'll wait below for them to accompany me." Chen Yiran laughed loudly, as if he felt that he didn't have much time left. He took out his mobile phone and typed: "Anyang, your class
I also know about Shi Song's transfer of credits to Ye Yan. After today's competition, I believe you have the ability to kill the ghost teacher. In this case...then I will give you all my credits. This is what I can dedicate.
The last bit of strength."
Soon, in the task group, a message from Chen Yiran came out: "I voluntarily transfer all my credits to Anyang from Class Three!"
Immediately afterwards, the mobile phone sounded a notification tone, and the message on it read: "Since classmate Chen Yiran voluntarily transferred his credits to Anyang, the 100 credits owned by Chen Yiran will be transferred to classmate Anyang."
"Wow!"
There was an uproar in the classroom. It was unexpected that Chen Yiran would transfer his credits to Anyang before he died. This was really unexpected.
In addition to the surprise, many people also had a look of envy in their eyes. This was a hundred credits, and they were obtained so easily.
I remember that Anyang originally had 150 points, plus 100 points for this mission, and Xu Yiran's 100 points, his credits are now as high as 350 points, surpassing me who has 300 credits, and becoming the third
one.
Just when we were surprised that Chen Yiran transferred the credits to Anyang, the black mist on Chen Yiran's head began to surge, and his eyes quickly began to be filled with black spots. Before Chen Yiran died, he said one last sentence: "Nian Qi, take me with you
Live for my sake!"
After saying that, Chen Yiran's neck seemed to be twisted by some huge force and turned 180 degrees, frightening many girls to scream.
"Yi Ran!" Zheng Nianqi rushed forward. Looking at the miserable death of Chen Yiran, Zheng Nianqi cried in despair and helplessness.
In fact, looking at the scene in front of me, I feel quite heartbroken. It can be seen that Zheng Nianqi and Xu Yiran have a very good relationship, just like the brotherhood between me and Zhang Xinyu, Lin Huai, and Jiang Chen, and now there is also Anyang.
If one of them died in front of me, I might cry my eyes out.
Even Xu Yiran himself had no intention of retaliating against Anyang in the end, and Zheng Nianqi and the other students in Class 4 had even less reason. In the end, Zheng Nianqi was taken away by the students in Class 4 with his eyes blank after Chen Yiran's body disappeared.
After Zheng Nianqi left, I blinked and said with admiration in my eyes: "Anyang, you are too awesome, aren't you? You actually defeated Xu Yiran, doesn't that mean you are the first in chess among your peers in Yang Province?
?”
"I can't take it seriously." Anyang smiled and said, "It's just that the environment was special. Under the pressure of death, Xu Yiran became confused. Otherwise, it would be almost impossible for me to defeat him."
"Being able to stay calm is also a kind of ability!" Han Mengxuan also praised without hesitation: "Anyang, you are really amazing, you can do everything, you are good at everything! Even chess, you are so proficient, it's amazing
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"Thank you." Anyang smiled lightly.
Hearing this, the smile on Han Mengxuan's face froze slightly, and was replaced by a look of disappointment. Anyang was too polite when talking to her. This kind of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away made Han Mengxuan know that Anyang
He has no interest in her at all. In other words, his pursuit of this beautiful woman, intentionally or unintentionally, during this period failed to tempt Anyang in the slightest.
Thinking of this, Han Mengxuan suddenly felt a little ridiculous. She has been a proud girl since she was a child. Whether it is appearance or various abilities, she is far better than girls of the same age, and even surpasses many boys.
It is no exaggeration to say that the boys who like her line up from the front door to the back door of the school, which shows how popular Han Mengxuan is. However, there are few boys who like this proud swan.
Anyang is the only one she has met so far, who suppresses her existence in all aspects. Regardless of appearance, study, sports and other abilities, she is inferior to Anyang. It is precisely because of this that Han Mengxuan fell in love with Anyang at first sight.
, it's a pity that Anyang treats her as nothing. If they weren't in a group, they probably wouldn't even be able to say a few words to each other.
Thinking of this, Han Mengxuan felt a little frustrated. His charm was not as good as that of two stinky men, Ye Yan and Zhang Xinyu. Anyang was much more enthusiastic towards them than he was towards himself!
"You just said that you have been giving in to Xu Yiran from the beginning because you were afraid that winning the first game would cause Xu Yiran to give up the game. Are you saying that to provoke Xu Yiran and disturb his mood, or are you really letting him
Him?" I asked.
"It's both." Anyang thought for a moment and said, "I did let him go at the beginning, but I really wanted to disturb his state of mind when I said those words."
"I just didn't expect that you could actually let Xu Yiran transfer one hundred of his credits to you. You're pretty awesome." Zhang Xinyu gave a thumbs up and said in amazement: "You now have three hundred and fifty credits, which is more than
Ye Yan is number one in our class."
"I didn't expect Xu Yiran to give me the credits." Anyang shrugged and said, "But I think it's a pity that he died. As I said before, at least let him go before he left.
Looks better, right? This is the only thing you can do for him as an opponent."
"You're right." I smiled slightly, then looked at Leng Wenjun and the others in the back row, whose faces were a little livid, and sneered: "It seems that we can't do what you want. What a pity. Not only did Anyang not fail, but he made money."
One hundred credits."
"Ye Yan, don't be proud, aren't you just getting a few more credits? What's so great about it?" Peng Yu said with a livid face.
"You can't say grapes are sour when you can't eat them..." Anyang sneered: "We are amazing, how about that? If you are capable, get more credits."
"You don't need to worry about it." Leng Wenjun said coldly: "We will get the credits on our own."
Having said that, Leng Wenjun was jealous of Anyang in his heart. This was a hundred credits. Anyang got it so easily. Why didn't such a good thing happen to him? Leng Wenjun knew in his heart that the credits would definitely be in the future.
It has great uses, and it is precisely because of this that Leng Wenjun is particularly jealous.
I looked at Leng Wenjun and his group who looked ugly with a smile, and then said to everyone: "Let's not talk nonsense to these frustrated people. Let's go. We have nothing to do this afternoon. Let's relax."
I was in a particularly good mood at this time, because when this confrontational mission was first released, I thought of the worst case scenario, which was to fight the ghost masters when Anyang failed.
However, the ending was beyond my expectation. Not only did Anyang win, but he also made a lot of money. This is already a pretty good ending.
"Okay." Hearing this, everyone smiled and nodded.
However, just when we turned to leave the classroom door, a black shadow suddenly passed by the classroom window. The black shadow turned and disappeared, followed immediately by a low muffled sound.
I have heard this sound many times, and it is not unfamiliar. When I think of the black shadow falling from the sky, I quickly understand what happened.
Someone committed suicide by jumping off a building.
The sudden change attracted the attention of all the students. Everyone who was about to disperse immediately gathered around the window and looked out.
I saw a pretty girl lying on her back in a pool of blood with her eyes open.
