Chapter 308: Nanke Yimeng? Too Scary Fantasy

"Mo Fan wake up, get out of class is over!

"Hurry up, hurry up, if you don't run, you will have nothing to eat."

"Let me tell you, the juniors and juniors are too aggressive to grab the food—"

Hearing the chatter in his ear, Mo Fan frowned and raised his head.

Then he frowned slightly, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

This is a delicate and beautiful face, somewhat youthful, wearing a blue and white school uniform, looking youthful and beautiful.

She had long eyelashes, blinked a pair of big smart eyes, and looked at Mo Fan with doubts on her face.

"Mo Fan, are you sleepy, why are you in a daze?"

"Xu Jing?" Mo Fan frowned.

The face in front of him is actually Xu Jing?

Mo Fan shook his head.

Is it an illusion again?

But why Xu Jing.

High school classroom.

On the podium, Zhao Yapo had some special chalk handwriting that hadn't been wiped off, and what was written was the preface to the Tengwang Pavilion that needed to be recited.

Still in the classroom, there were a few classmates whose faces looked familiar, but whose names they couldn't quite name.

This situation——

Shouldn't it be Qin Yue?

Why Xu Jing?

There seems to be something wrong--

"Oh, let's go, let's go, there will be no food any later!" Seeing Mo Fan's silence, Xiao Xujing grabbed his hand and walked outside the teacher's room.

Mo Fan: "..."

So, what is the content and purpose of this trial?

…………

Mo Fan spent the next half day in a daze.

He is using his divine sense to explore this space, trying to find clues so that he can pass this trial.

"Mo Fan, why have you been in a daze?" The deskmate Xu Jingliu frowned slightly, looking at Mo Fan with displeasure, "Are you sick?"

Thinking of this, Xu Jing looked at Mo Fan with concern, and quickly reached out to cover his forehead to test his body temperature.

"Strange, you fell asleep in Mr. Zhao's class this morning, and Mr. Zhao hasn't hit you with a blackboard brush..."

Xu Jing muttered as she pressed her white and slender hands to Mo Fan's forehead.

Feeling the cold touch from his forehead and the faint scent of flowers on Xu Jing's body, Mo Fan still stared at the ceiling intently, as if he was thinking about something important.

"I don't even have a fever, it's strange—" Xu Jing withdrew her hand, and became more and more worried in her heart, "Could it be bewitched?"

"Ahem——"

A cough sounded from the back table with a reminder.

At the same time, slightly heavy footsteps quickly came towards this side.

Xu Jing was startled, and quickly turned her head to the side, raised the textbook, buried her head in it, and pretended to be an ostrich.

At this time, a middle-aged man who was a bit too strong walked down from the podium with a cold face.

Mo Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at the middle-aged man, the dusty memories of many years slowly came to mind.

This is his third year math teacher, Duan De.

"Mo Fan, what are you doing again? It's fine if you don't study hard, and it still affects Qin Yue?" Duan De stared at Mo Fan.

Hearing this, Mo Fan was taken aback.

Is it really Qin Yue?

But why is it obviously Xu Jing's appearance?

While Mo Fan was in a daze, Duan De's angry voice continued to sound:

"Tell me about you, the college entrance examination is less than five months away, why don't you know how to make progress?

"I don't listen to the class well all day long, and it also affects other students. If this is still the case, I will ask you, Mr. Zhao, to separate the two of you!"

As soon as this remark came out, Xu Jing immediately panicked, and hurriedly said: "Teacher Duan, don't be like this, I want to help Mo Fan with his homework and supervise his study, otherwise his grades will regress..."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head, her face flushed red.

Hearing this, Duan De was so angry that he wanted to laugh, he pointed at Mo Fan and said, "With his grades, is there still room for improvement?"

Mo Fan: "..."

Why did it start as a waste material?

He was a little confused.

He remembered that although his grades in his previous life were not outstanding, they were not bad either, and he hovered around the top ten in the class every time he took the exam.

How come Duan De said that there is no room for decline?

"Teacher, you also know that Mo Fan's grades are poor. It is precisely because of his poor grades that he needs more tutoring and supervision..." Xu Jing whispered.

Soon, she seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said: "And I have a marriage contract with Mo Fan, he is his fiancée, I can only sit at the same table with him."

Duan De: "..."

Mo Fan: "?"

Duan De didn't have much to complain about.

What age is this, why do you girl still miss her baby girl?

"Teacher, don't be angry, I promise I won't desert you in the future, and Mo Fan is too... right Mo Fan?" Xu Jing looked at Mo Fan.

Duan De also looked at Mo Fan.

"Yeah." Mo Fan nodded.

Seeing this, Duan De hesitated to speak, and finally snorted, turned and walked towards the podium.

Seeing this, Xu Jing was relieved.

"Teacher Duan is too strict..." She lowered her head and whispered to Mo Fan, "Mr. Zhao didn't say anything when you slept this morning."

Mo Fan: "..."

"I really have to study hard next time, Mo Fan, don't let your mind wander, and be caught by Teacher Duan—" Xu Jing patted Mo Fan's arm calmly, "We will be forced to separate! "

"Okay." Mo Fan nodded, staring at the blackboard, pretending to listen carefully.

"Hmm—" Xu Jing breathed a sigh of relief, quickly picked up a pen, and began to take notes seriously.

…………

Jingle Bell--

The get out of class bell rang.

After dragging the class for a few minutes and handing out the prepared test papers one by one, Duan De announced that the get out of class was over.

"Tomorrow is the weekend again, students, remember not to be playful, don't slack off, study more sets of test papers, do more three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulations, and become self-disciplined!

"The more questions you do now, the easier it will be for you to take the college entrance examination in the future.

"Okay, get out of class is over, students go home!"

As soon as the words fell, Duan De walked out of the teacher, and the students dispersed in excitement.

"Brother Fan, it's finally a holiday, let's have a go tomorrow?" The real voice of the back table horse rang in Mo Fan's ear.

However, before Mo Fan could reply, Ma Zhen was stared at by Xu Jing:

"Go play by yourself, Mo Fan will learn from me tomorrow, don't disturb him."

"That's a work-and-rest-"

Before Ma Zhen finished speaking, Xu Jing was interrupted: "I have a combination of work and rest, so I don't need to go to the Internet cafe to play games with you."

Ma Zhen covered his forehead and said with a sneering smile: "All right, all of you should study hard, alas——"

Ma Zhen looked regretful, and walked out of the classroom with a lack of interest in his schoolbag, muttering in his mouth:

"I'm being managed like this now, how will I live in the future—"

"Ma Zhen!" Xu Jing clenched her fists tightly.

"Haha, I have to leave beforehand, so I won't wait for you!" Ma Zhen was so frightened that he quickly oiled the soles of his feet and ran away.

"Mo Fan, let's go home." Xu Jing looked at Mo Fan.

"Well, go home." Mo Fan nodded, packed his things, and left the classroom with Xu Jing.

He thought about it all afternoon and observed it carefully all afternoon, but he didn't find anything wrong.

This world is too real.

Even though he knew it was the illusion space, he still couldn't find any clues.

Sometimes, Mo Fan even felt that this was real life.

Blue Star's Mo Fan, who tore through the invading creatures with his hands, seemed to be just Nankey Yimeng.

Now that I wake up from the dream, it's over.

But, why did Qin Yue become Xu Jing?