Six Hundred and Thirty-One, the Price of Recording the Truth

Jiang Xu looked at Ren Xiaosu and said, "Yang Xiaojin is a good girl, but she's a bit withdrawn."

As soon as these words came out, Ren Xiaosu was not happy at first: "Why are you withdrawn? The girl is fine, and she is right. Isn't Qinghe University just a bunch of flowers in a greenhouse."

"Why are you competing with me?" Jiang Xu said with his eyes wide open, "And why are my students all flowers in the greenhouse."

"When I came to Qinghe University before, they were still debating whether there should be nuclear weapons in the world," Ren Xiaosu said disdainfully, "They are hiding in this greenhouse and discussing the world's major affairs, can you make them stop being so ambitious? It’s better to think about how you can survive in this troubled world. You see, an accident is about to happen in Los Angeles, and you immediately protect them. These students don’t even know what kind of threat they are facing.”

"No matter how big the threat is, what does it have to do with the university, and there is nothing they want here," Jiang Xu said.

"Editor-in-Chief," Ren Xiaosu sighed, "I admire your insights on current affairs, but you have made the same mistake as others, that is, you have underestimated the role and power of supernatural beings in this era. I have seen the earth in front of me." Crack, I have also seen with my own eyes that someone controls 5,000 people like dolls, if those politicians think that the world is still their stage, and they can turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain, then these politicians will also fall."

Jiang Xu is not a person who does not listen to suggestions, he said: "The person who manipulates five thousand people like dolls should be called Li Shentan, and who is the person who may crack the earth?"

Ren Xiaosu didn't answer this question, because he didn't want outsiders to know how terrifying Yan Liuyuan's ability was at its peak.

Seeing that he didn't want to answer, Jiang Xu asked again: "Then why do you think extraordinary people become extraordinary?"

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and replied: "This is what Yang Xiaojin told me. When a disaster strikes, the spiritual will is the first-order weapon of human beings. There is another person who talked with me about a similar point of view. This person is Li Altar, he said that human beings have not yet mastered their own bodies, but it is done by the subconscious mind, when human beings can control the subconscious mind, they will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with gods with mortal bodies."

Ren Xiaosu continued: "I stayed in a library for a long time before, read a lot of books, and wanted to understand the world. Among them, I saw a very interesting book called Journal of Abnormal Society and Psychology, which recorded a The first thing is that a scientist did an experiment, he gathered 11 people together, blindfolded them one by one, and told everyone that he would use hot iron to burn them."

"But he actually used ice cubes instead of burning iron, and put them on the skin of these people, and then something strange happened. After these people were stuck with ice cubes, 2 people didn't respond, and 3 people started screaming , and six others had burns and blisters on their bodies. However, when they learned that ice was in contact with their skin, the burns disappeared within a few minutes."

Jiang Xu asked curiously: "If this is the case, then that means that the superhuman has developed his own subconsciousness, so as to control himself to control the world?"

"I don't know either, I think even Li Shentan may not have figured it out, otherwise he would have become a god long ago," Ren Xiaosu said, "But no matter what, this is no longer a world where schemers can do whatever they want. , and among these extraordinary people, many of them have already regarded ordinary people as ants. In order to get what they want, they will even drag the whole barrier to be buried with them. Mr. Editor-in-Chief, when you walk, you will pay attention Did you step on the ants yourself?"

Jiang Xu said, "Yes."

Ren Xiaosu: "... Awesome."

The old man Jiang Xu laughed happily, as if being able to choke Ren Xiaosu was something to be very happy about.

Finally avenged the chess game just now!

"Will you still come to the university to attend lectures?" Jiang Xu asked suddenly: "Why did you come to Los Angeles? It seems that you know what will happen in Los Angeles, so why do you still risk yourself?"

"I came here to find Yang Xiaojin. I don't know her whereabouts now, but I found some clues, so I plan to stay and take a look." Ren Xiaosu is now waiting for the thugs to appear: "Besides, Qin Sheng and Lao Li and I are also friends. Yes, it’s time to help them.”

"I know that kid Qin Sheng, but who is Lao Li?" Jiang Xu asked suspiciously.

"Li Yingyun," Ren Xiaosu explained.

"Oh, I call him Xiao Li," Jiang Xu said with a smile.

Ren Xiaosu was unhappy: "Is it interesting to take advantage of such a small matter as a freshman editor-in-chief?"

"I'm indeed much older than you, how can I take advantage of you," Jiang Xu said, "You haven't answered my question yet, will you still come to class later?"

"Yes," Ren Xiaosu said frankly, "It's very rewarding to listen to your class."

"Okay," Jiang Xu took his crutches and got up: "Then we will see you in class later, and I am also looking forward to your questions. If you don't have enough time in class, you are welcome to visit Hope Media as a guest."

After saying that, Jiang Xu limped out, Ren Xiaosu asked curiously, "Did someone break your leg? Did you take revenge?"

Jiang Xu answered irrelevantly: "This is the price of recording the truth."

...

In the afternoon, Ren Xiaosu continued to attend classes according to the schedule, but the other classes were not as interesting as in the morning. The other party followed the script on the podium, which made Ren Xiaosu drowsy.

He found a male classmate and asked nonchalantly: "I heard that there was a girl in this class who was very popular. Is it the girl named Yang Xiaojin? When did she leave Qinghe University?"

"Oh, I can't remember that, it was about ten days ago," said the male student, "She also stopped coming to class all of a sudden. It was the class committee who asked the counselor and found out that she had taken a leave of absence. What, you want to inquire about her too?"

"Me too? Who else would?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.

"That's too much," the male student said with a cheerful smile, "the class often has to take classes with other classes, that is, two or three classes attend the same class together, and many male students fall in love with her when they see her." But why are you here to pay attention to this matter for the shouted one? What are you doing outside the school? Are you short of money. "

"Oh, follow the baked sweet potato seller at home," Ren Xiaosu said casually with a smile.

The male student didn't say anything to Ren Xiaosu, but continued to listen carefully to the class and take notes.

A female classmate muttered in the back row: "I don't know where Zheng Hang found him. He's not bad looking. He looks very well-proportioned."

Many boys don't know that the topics that girls discuss in private are more nasty than what they discuss...

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There will be another chapter later, looking for typos