"Xin Mu, with a total score of 87 points, is the third lowest in the grade."
Li Yan, the head teacher, sounded like a poisoned knife and slashed Qin Mo's eardrum. The classroom exploded in laughter, someone clapped the desk, someone whistled, and even a funny animal-like noise came from the back row.
"Ha ha, 87 points? This waste can't even be touched by a grid line!"The boy with the head of the hedgehog deliberately shook the test paper, "I choose the topic all Meng C is higher than him!"
"Damn it. dare you come to the elite class with this grade? I'm afraid I didn't come in through the back door, did I?"The girl with the ponytail rolled her eyes and her nail polish sparkled ironicly pink in the sun.
Qin Mo bowed his head and pinched his nails deep into his palm. The bright red "87" on the exam paper was stunned by sweat, like a pool of blood of shame. He could feel the eyes cast from all sides - scornful, mocking, compassionate, like a myriad of needles stuck to his spine.
Suddenly, a heavy copy of the May 3 hit him on the back of his head.
"Hello, waste!" Ye Lingxiao's voice came from the back row, with a condescending amusement. "When you use your answer cards as draft paper, remember to ask yourself whether it's worth it."
The laughter ripped the roof over.
Qin Mu jerked his head up, and a fire ignited in his pupils.
"Tick! Detected extreme humiliation of the host, the Almighty God System activated!"
A mechanical sound struck in Qin Mu's mind like thunder, and Qin Mu''s vision was suddenly flooded with blue light. Virtual panels unfold, and data flow cascades down:
[Host: Qin Mo]
[Current Subject Level: General Lv.0 (Academic Slag)]
[Initial task: three days to complete the physical education course martial arts special training, defeat the elite class provocateur!]
[Prize: Basic Combat (Sports) · Muscle Memory Acceleration]
"This system will help the host strike back to the top." The mechanical voice was cold and certain, "In three months, you'll step on everyone's faces and sit on the throne of the first grade."
Qin Mu's breathing suddenly quickened.
"Qin Mo! What are you stuck with?"Li Yan's whip snapped on the podium. "Get out and stand!"
Amid the gloating eyes of the whole class, Qin Mo rose slowly. He lifted his hand to wipe the blood off the back of his head and suddenly grinned.
"Mr. Li." The boy's voice was like ice, "In three days' time I'll show you what a true genius is."
The classroom was suddenly silent.
The next second, an outburst of ridicule almost toppled the ceiling. "Ha ha ha this waste is crazy!" "Is he insane by the 87 points?" Ye Lingxiao even laughed to the point of pounding the table. "Qin Mo, if you can get into the top 100, I'll eat The Fifty-Three on the spot!"
Qin Mo ignored the noise behind him. He pushed open the classroom door. At the end of the corridor, the elite class was arms folded and laughing. Led by Ye Lingxiao, he leaned against the window sill. The sun gilded him with a golden fringe, but it could not illuminate the harshness beneath his eyes.
"87 points? What a shame."Ye slapped the armband of the president of the student union. "Why don't you drop out of school? Don't waste educational resources."
Qin Mo stopped.
"Ye Lingxiao." He looked up, eyes like a scabbard knife, "three days after the physical education course, I will personally break your face."
Ye Lingxiao stunned, then became angry:"It's up to you? Waste that can't even pass muster?"He grabbed Qin Mo's collar violently, and his fist slammed windily into the front door.
"Tick! Detected that the host had set up a war letter, the system rewarded early spending!"
Qin Mu's eyes flashed a myriad of fighting images: the strength of the straight fist, the muscle trajectory of the sidekicks, the strength of joint skills... It was as if a thousand practical experience had been infused into every limb. Ye Lingxiao's fist slowed indefinitely in the field of vision. The moment he avoided his side, his right hand instinctively pressed the other's wrist and twisted it.
"click!"
The crisp choking of the bones made the corridor noiseless. Ye Lingxiao's cry had not yet been uttered, but Qin Mo's knee had fallen heavily on his stomach. The president of the student union flew out like a ragsack, knocking over the trash can, and test papers and snack bags clattered around him.
The crowd onlookers retreated like a tide.
Qin Mo shook his wrist, and the system prompt sounded cheerfully in his head:"Mission progress is 50%! The official showdown will unlock the 'attack increase'!"
...
Three days later, physical education course fighting training ground.
In a circle in the center of the rubber mat, Ye twisted his neck to warm up, and the black belt of taekwondo was stuck sharply around his waist. The side of the field was packed with people, and even a teacher held up a mobile phone to record the video.
"I hear that waste is challenging Yige?" "Yige just took the runner-up in the city's Junior Karate Championship last week. He can smash three tiles with one punch!""Open! Open! Bet Qin Mo falls down for a few seconds!"
Qin Mo walked into the venue with an expressionless face. The sun, shining through the glass roof of the stadium, cast a shadow over his eyelashes.
"The rules?" He asked.
"There are no rules." Ye Lingxiao licked tiger teeth. "Beat until you kneel and beg for mercy."
As soon as the whistle fell, Ye Lingxiao had come like a cheetah! The whip leg cut through the air and swept Qin Mo's temple. If this foot were hit, an ordinary person would absolutely collapse on the spot.
"Detected murderous intent! The Attack Increase Activated!"
Qin Mu's vision suddenly covered with blood.Ye Lingxiao's movements decompose into slow motion in his eyes - raising his leg at 43 °, focusing on the outside of his thigh, and the defensive blind spot is three inches below his left ribcage.
He moved.
Lean sideways, twist your waist, and slash your right hand into the inside of Ye Lingxiao's knee with a knife, while your left leg sweeps down the plate like a steel whip!
"Bang - click!"
Ye Lingxiao's leg bone made a sour noise, and he turned in half a circle in the air, slamming his back head against the cushion. Qin Mo failed to give him a chance to breathe, bullying him and slamming his elbow like a meteorite into his chest!
"Sigh -" Leaf Lingxiao blew out a gulp of sour water and curled up into shrimp.
There was a dead silence.
Qin Mo stepped on his trembling wrists. As he leaned over, his hair shattered to cover his eyes, only showing a sneer at the corners of his mouth. "Eating The Fifty-Three is too cheap for you." He grabbed Ye Lingxiao's hair and turned his pale face to the crowd of spectators. "Now, who is the waste?"
"Tick! Mission accomplished! Awarded 'Disciplinary Breakthrough Cards' have been issued!"
"Next task: math class cracks a darkroom trick and uses a parabola equation to counter a chalk attack!"
Suddenly there was a scream from the side of the field: "Yego is spitting blood!" Qin Mo let go and watched the paramedics rush into the field. He turned and walked to the dressing room, behind countless eyes of horror.
The mirror in the changing room reflects the teenager's injured face. Qin Mu turned on the tap. As the cold water rushed across his knuckles, he stared at the flow and suddenly smiled.
The show has just begun.