"Sorry, I was delayed on the way."
Tuesday, morning, Tuesday, the last week of senior year, third period, the sudden sound and the sound of the door opening were like a straight and sharp knife, cleanly cutting off the teacher's lecture and all the stealing from the students under the podium. The whispers made everything in the classroom seem to have pressed the pause button, falling into a brief silence.
The late black-haired boy opened the front door of the classroom as if nothing had happened, stood outside the door with a backpack in one hand, knocked on the door, and walked into the classroom neatly without any embarrassment.
He is not very tall, and his black hair and bangs are slightly long, giving him a sharp impression.
At this moment, because he showed up late at the front door, he instantly became the focus of everyone in the class. As the focus, he had no consciousness, which made the teachers and classmates in the entire classroom freeze.
The black-haired boy was wearing a somewhat loose school uniform. He didn't care about the tense atmosphere and just walked into the classroom with a pale face.
Everyone was so shocked by his behavior that they had nothing to say. They watched helplessly as he carried his schoolbag and walked to the last row, his desk, pulled out his chair, sat down upright, and put his schoolbag away. He put it on the table and took out the textbook, looking like a good student.
But for such a good student, just now he completely regarded all his classmates and teachers as nothing.
"Wei Curcuma... come to my office after class..."
The head teacher of their class was helpless and could only sigh and continue the class.
Wei Zeshu is a well-known good student based on his grades and rankings. Other than that, he respects his teachers and has a good relationship with all his classmates. He is also enthusiastic and will never push back if he needs help. .
But there was only one thing that made everyone who knew him smile helplessly.
He really goes his own way too much... This incident just now is just the most insignificant microcosm of his three years in high school.
As long as it is something he thinks is right, he will absolutely implement it, making people laugh or cry, but it does not affect everyone's high evaluation of him.
His flaws do not hide his faults, this was what his former head teacher said about him. The principal could only smile bitterly, shake his head and say let him be.
"I'm just doing what I feel is right."
This was the only answer he gave.
This is the entire eighteen-year life of Wei Curcuma until today.
In two weeks, it will be the college entrance examination, and after that, they will leave middle school and go to different universities.
He listened to the school bell and looked at the catkins flying outside the window.
"I almost fainted right next to the podium just now...Fortunately, my seats are close enough."
This is Wei Curcuma's idea, and it is also his graduation ceremony
Catkins were flying outside the classroom window. The sunshine was not sunny, but it was still vaguely warm.
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"Wei Curcuma, he has been able to see [abnormalities] since he was a child without any guidance. In addition, he has excellent character and academic skills. Oh, he is not bad looking either, he is quite handsome."
"With no one to guide you, you can see the abnormality so clearly? Senior, do you think that when he showed his soul pressure for the first time, would it shatter the windows of the teaching building where he is located?"
"Yu Zhiyu, how did you end the "A Brief Theory of Spiritual Soul Pressure" that is required for your preparatory course?"
A steady male voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Spirituality and soul pressure without guidance are never talents..."
"...That is curse and torture."
At this moment, Wei Curcuma didn't know that he was not an ordinary person in every sense of the word.
The reason why he can see abnormalities is not because of his special eyes, but because he possesses a soul pressure that is difficult for others to match.
The soul pressure is more than ten times higher than that of ordinary people. Even the golden fingers of novels would not dare to write about it like this, but such cases do exist.
The soul pressure that far exceeds that of ordinary people, overflowing the soul as a container, such an instance is rare in decades and hundreds of years, and the level of Wei Curcuma is unprecedented in history.
This situation is called "soul overflow syndrome" in modern anomaly science.
And Wei Curcuma is that unprecedented individual.
The so-called abnormality is just a side effect of soul pressure.
