Yang Fan is not a smart person, at least that's what he thinks.

Because compared to his sister's intelligence evaluation of 85 points, Yang Fan, who only got 55 points, has always felt a little inferior. Even though this score has exceeded the average intelligence level of 50 points in all humans, he still doesn't think he is a smart person.

However, in order to gain a foothold in the South China Martial Arts School and not give the class teacher or school leaders the excuse to drive him out of the school gate, he still relied on his extraordinary perseverance and efforts that far exceeded ordinary people to complete all the cultural courses.

In a school like the South China Martial Arts School that only focuses on martial arts cultivation, Yang Fan is definitely an alternative.

He is the only student who scored almost zero in martial arts, but was still able to rely on his average score to force himself to stay in the South China Martial Arts School, unprecedented.

Due to the school rules set by the South China Grandmaster, even the current martial arts school principal did not have the right to persuade Yang Fan to leave.

For this reason, Yang Fan was often rolled down. The reputation of shame in South China has even fallen on him since the beginning of his senior year of high school, but he still insisted on it, and this persistence lasted for three years.

There is no way, who made the entire Xichu City belong to the South China Martial Arts School have the most abundant martial arts resources, and who made him never give up and always wanted to break the spell that could only stay at the second level of the martial artist in his life?

As for why he was recruited into the South China Martial Arts School with his second-level martial arts education, others have long been unable to trace it back.

Only Yang Fan himself still remembers that in order to realize his wish to enter the South China Martial Arts School to study and practice martial arts, Yang Chaoqun invited the director of the admissions office to eat high-level beast meat for half a month, and nearly half of the family's savings were spent.

Therefore, even if it is for Yang Dad and so much money spent for their family, Yang Fan has to insist on finishing high school in these three years, otherwise it would be a loss.

Enter Class 29 with your head held high and your chest held high.

Several students who had arrived in the class unexpectedly looked up at him.

Oh! What's wrong with this guy today? It seems a little different from usual?

When Yang Fan entered the classroom, he always walked with his head curled up, like a little transparent person, which could not attract anyone's attention at all. It's not like today, with his head held high and his chest, walking with a calm and calm smile on his face, giving people the feeling that he had been reborn.

Is this a happy event?

Someone looked up and looked at Yang Fan suspiciously. Could it be that this guy had finally broken through the realm that he had been holding back for ten years, and now he is at level 3 of the martial artist?

The aura on my body has not changed, it doesn't look like it.

And even if you break through to level 3, you are still a useless person. There is no reason why you will be so happy?

Many people glanced at him and ignored him. A wasteful man who was destined to be eliminated was worth their efforts to observe.

"Yang Fan! Yang Fan! Come quickly!"

In the last row, An Sheng waved to him excitedly. This was Yang Fan’s deskmate, the level of cultivation level of the fourth level of martial artist. Well, the second-last player in Class 29 was Yang Fan’s only friend in the class.

This is the case when birds of birds of birds of a feather flock together. Even if a beggar hiding on the road begging for food, there may be one or two like-minded friends around him.

Like Yang Fan, An Sheng was not favored by other classmates because of his weak strength. Over time, he got together with Yang Fan and became a pair of friends who joked with each other and kept warm.

"What's wrong, fat man!"

When he saw An Sheng, Yang Fan unconsciously thought of the first grand-level spiritual master in the Federation he saw in the last few minutes of "Savior".

Not to mention it, if you look closely, it looks a bit similar. Both of them have surnames and are so sexy.

Maybe this guy Ansheng didn't brag about him normally, but his grandfather might be that Anle.

"Go and go, call me fat again, do you believe me?" An Sheng glared at Yang Fan with annoyance, "This handsome man is called a rich person, a tall, rich and handsome man, do you understand?"

After curling his lips, Yang Fan ignored him and sat down in his seat, habitually opening the book, wanting to review the things he had learned yesterday again.

"Hey, why don't you say anything? You just saw that you were quite energetic, why did you become a dull again?"

Sure enough, An Sheng is just a chattering guy and is idle for a moment. Even if you don’t ask him, he will not be able to control his words and say them to you.

"By the way, you were the last one who spoke in the group last night? Isn't it? It's amazing, brother, you can brag so fresh and refined, and you can make everyone fall down in one go!"

An Sheng stretched out his thumbs to Yang Fan. It was definitely not an easy task to make the good man Zhao Chu so angry that he used the Great Forbidden Genius.

"I'm telling the truth, I didn't brag." Yang Fan replied to him calmly.

An Sheng's eyes lit up and he was happy: "I just like your serious nonsense and unique style. I will come here again next time I have the chance!"

Well, I have no common language with this bitch.

Yang Fan tilted his head and continued to ignore it.

"You carefully watch the high school mathematics textbook for one minute, your logical analysis ability is slightly enhanced, and your knowledge experience is +1."

Hearing this familiar prompt sound, Yang Fan suddenly stood up from his seat with a tremor, shocking An Sheng, who was making no other words to find something next to him.

What's wrong with this guy?

Suddenly I was electrocuted. What was the stimulation?

"Fatty, did you hear any sound just now?" Yang Fan suddenly turned his head and looked at An Sheng.

An Sheng said dissatisfiedly: "I said, don't call me fat, call me An Sheng or Brother Sheng again."

"Don't talk nonsense, answer me!"

Seeing that Yang Fan seemed a little anxious, An Sheng stopped joking and asked in a straight voice: "There are too many voices just now. Which voice are you referring to?"

"The sound of system prompts in "Savior" is similar to that of Lin Zhi...oh, it is the kind of sound similar to that of Lin Weiwei."

An Sheng couldn't help but raise his hand and touch Yang Fan's forehead, "What are you talking nonsense in broad daylight? Lin Weiwei, do you think there is a girl in our class now?"

"No," An Sheng quickly reacted and looked at Yang Fan with a worried look on his face, "Can you not fully wake up from yesterday's virtual scene?"

"I heard that there are many people with weak spirits and strong sense of substitution. Once they enter virtual games with extremely high realism, they will completely lose themselves and cannot tell what virtual reality is. You shouldn't be like this, right?"

"is that so?"

He raised his hand to open An Sheng's fat hand, and a trace of confusion flashed in Yang Fan's eyes. The sound he heard in his ear just now was really the same as the system he got in the game.

Is there really a hearing hallucination?

"It's definitely true!" An Sheng said cautiously: "Yang Fan, you have already started to have auditory hallucinations. You can't take it lightly. You must get psychological counseling from the school doctor. Otherwise, your situation will only become more and more serious in the future. You will definitely not have the chance to continue to enter "Savior" in a month!"

"This is not a trivial matter, it's impossible to be careless. You should have heard that this year's college entrance examination has been linked to "Savior", and almost all martial arts assessments must be conducted in "Savior". Unless you don't want to graduate, you must get rid of this virtual game dependence as soon as possible."

When he heard about psychological counseling, Yang Fan unconsciously resisted. The thing he annoyed most in his life was a psychologist, psychological counseling and other things, which he hated the most.

"Don't worry, wait and see." Yang Fan shook his head decisively and said stubbornly: "Maybe I was just distracted just now and I heard it wrong. You don't have to make such a fuss, so everyone knows it."

"Really?" An Sheng looked at Yang Fan with some disbelief, "I'm not scaring you. This is really not a trivial matter. If you really can't completely get rid of the interference caused by virtual games, you will definitely not be able to take this year's college entrance examination, so you can't take it seriously."

"Of course, although it's actually the case whether you are a useless person like you or not to take the college entrance examination, but everyone only has this one in their life after all, and if you miss it, you will definitely leave regrets."

Yang Fan waved his hand and punched him: "Get out!"

Ansheng felt at ease in an instant. Sure enough, Yang Fan was still the same Yang Fan and was not brought into the ditch by the game.

But then again, those virtual games with 100% realism are really scammed. Everything is the same as the real one, making people obsessed with it and unable to extricate themselves. It's really... great!

Yang Fan continued to flip through the books, but this time he replaced the book in his hand with Chinese textbooks.

"If you watch high school Chinese for one minute carefully, your language organization ability will be slightly enhanced, your knowledge experience +1, and your writing skills +1."

Sure enough, it appeared again!

However, this time Yang Fan did not act too intensely like before, and he continued to read with a calm expression.

He didn't want to make this happen, and his class owner Huang Zhong always wanted to find a suitable opportunity to drive him out of Class 29 of Grade 3. If Huang Zhong knew that he had a virtual dependence on the game "Savior", he would definitely use this as an excuse to completely cut off his thoughts on continuing the college entrance examination.

An Sheng said it right. Although he did not take the college entrance examination, he would definitely fail. However, this was a rare experience in his life. Even if he knew he would fail, he would not want to give up.

This is his right, and no one can impose interference.

That guy Huang Zhong never gave him a good face. Yang Fan felt that he didn't need to give Huang Zhong any convenience. He just wanted to stay here, stand in the last shift, and disgust the class teacher who was so arrogant.

Disgusting others and happy yourself.

This is the standard for patients with prudentials.

And Yang Fan seemed to be drifting away from this road of no return, and he was still walking very happily.

"If you watch high school Chinese for one minute carefully, your language organization ability will be slightly enhanced, your knowledge experience +1, and your writing skills +1."

...

"You watch high school Chinese for ten minutes in a row, and your language organization ability is slightly enhanced, with knowledge and experience +1, writing skills +1, intelligence +1."

In an instant, Yang Fan's mind was clear and he felt that his thinking and memory seemed to have really changed some obvious changes.

For a moment, Yang Fan began to become a little uncertain again. Could it be that what he heard and felt now was really hallucinations?
Chapter completed!