Game Invasion: I chose the weakest class Summoner

Chapter 20 No, No Love! (The third update, please follow up!)

Zhang Lin watched Han Yu surrounded by reporters, and even slipped away. Now my mind is muddled.

Pulling back a student next to him: "Student, what did Han Yu do? Why are there so many reporters here?"

The student who was stopped took a look at Zhang Lin's miserable attire, and explained: "Senior, you may have just come out of it and didn't know that Han Yu is basically the champion of our Haicheng! Clear the dungeon in 55 minutes , and what I met was a mutated dungeon, the difficulty is the highest among all the dungeons I have seen so far."

"Wait, you said he cleared the dungeon?" Zhang Lin asked again in disbelief.

"That's right, what's so strange about this? Not only did it pass the level, but it also took the first time in Haicheng. When the dungeon was settled, it got a double S evaluation."

Zhang Lin was stunned, and glanced at the leaving figures of Han Yu and Jiang Ziqi, only now did he realize that he had really cleared the customs, but he was just too lazy to explain to himself.

Zhang Lin looked back at Ji Men, he had the same opinion as himself before.

Ji Men pinched Jiang Wen's shoulder: "Maybe it's just that he was lucky and summoned some powerful summons."

"Hiss... Captain, you hurt me."

"Oh, I'm sorry, everyone has worked hard this time, let's all go back and have a good rest." Ji Men let go of his hand, turned and left.

"Han Yu? Is a summoner really that strong?!" When Ji Men left, he clenched his fists and thought in his heart.

"What if I can defeat Han Yu? After all, the strength of the summoner is very unstable." Ji Men looked at the sky.

Jiang Ziqi dragged Han Yu all the way out of the school, let go, her face still flushed.

Looking at Han Yu, he opened his mouth and said, "Those reporters are too annoying. They are asking questions and misinterpreting my meaning."

Just now the reporters couldn't get around Han Yu, and many of them went to interview Jiang Ziqi.

"Haha, but they seem to want to portray you as a high-cold academic bully, which doesn't match your personality at all!"

Han Yu pursed his lips: "Who said that, I'm obviously cold and academic, okay?"

"Okay, let's go. In order to celebrate your performance today, Miss Ben treats you to milk tea. Let's go."

"Hey, Han Yu, your grades are so good, which university are you going to go to?" Jiang Ziqi asked while walking.

"Uh, I didn't think about it. Why do I have such good grades? We both completed the same copy, so the grades must be similar."

"It's a lie, the grades are determined by the invigilators watching the video. Everyone is different. Although I'm taking your credit, I'm definitely not as high as you."

This is indeed the truth, and Han Yu has no way to refute it.

"But I still want you to take me to paint pictures, can you not apply to schools that are so far away, my dad won't let me go too far."

"Okay." Han Yu readily agreed, anyway, he didn't have a favorite school, it didn't matter where he went.

And Jiang Ziqi's grades are definitely not bad, at least any domestic school can get into it.

"Okay! That's the deal!" Jiang Ziqi made a gesture, and walked forward in a bouncing manner.

The two wandered around for a while, and happened to reach the street below Han Yu's building, so they went back to their respective homes, and the results would probably take three to seven days to come out.

After all, it is a manual review. If the game scores are similar, the organizing committee needs to discuss how to rank them.

Han Yu pushed open the door of his own room. It was a small room of more than 60 square meters, with two bedrooms and one living room. It was the only property left to him by his parents.

Ten years ago, Han Yu's parents died on the battlefield of the third monster invasion.

The original owner of the body, in order to improve his attributes before entering high school, after trying various methods but failed, he did not know where to know the method, stimulated the muscles with electric current, hoping to increase his physique to 10.

As a result, he failed as a matter of course, and died on the spot, otherwise Han Yu would not have crossed over.

Although subconsciously still has the obsession to avenge his parents, Han Yu knows his talent.

Even if the four attributes have grown to more than eight points, it is still necessary to add the most mediocre three words in front of genius.

After finally reliving his life, he would not choose the radical way of the original owner, do what he can, and protect the people he wants to protect.

After Han Yu tidied up the room, he was ready to cook. The poor family still needs to be self-reliant.

"Hey, when can I summon a chef to cook for me every meal time." Han Yu was still busy with his work.

"I don't know if Ellie can do it?" Thinking of Ellie, Han Yu shook his head again: "All elves eat fruit, so how could they be able to cook?"

At this time, Jiang Ziqi also bounced back home, persuading Han Yu to choose a school closer to home. She is in a good mood now.

Before entering the door, I was still a little nervous.

But thinking about it, it should be the busiest time at school, so Jiang Ziqi gently pushed the door open.

"Mom!" Opening the door and seeing no one at home, Jiang Ziqi called out tentatively, but after hearing no response, she lay sprawled on the sofa.

But just as he sat down, the door suddenly opened.

Jiang Ziqi was startled and immediately sat up.

"Dad, Mom, why are you at the door." Jiang Ziqi looked up and saw that Jiang Wen and his mother Su Xuecheng were standing at the door.

"Dad, what are you doing with a hammer? Isn't school supposed to be very busy today? Why did you come back so early?"

With an inexplicable smile on the corner of Mother Jiang's mouth, she said, "Your father, he came back in a hurry to catch the thief."

"Thief? Can thieves come into our house? Didn't Dad put an automatic protection scroll at home?"

"This thief, the protective scroll can't prevent it."

Jiang Wen put down the hammer and said, "Where's Han Yu, didn't you come back?"

"No, we walked around for a while, and when we got near his house, he went back first." Jiang Ziqi seemed to understand something, and his ears turned red.

"Are you sending him home?" Jiang Wen threw the hammer and covered his old face, feeling that he had raised his daughter in vain for more than ten years. "It's hopeless, it's completely hopeless."

"It's not to see him off! It's on the way! We just happened to walk to that street..."

"Okay, let's not talk about this, what is your relationship with that Han Yu? Why do you want to play the dungeon with him, do you know how dangerous it is!"

"He's a summoner! What if he didn't summon such a powerful summoner, what if he didn't have such a strong talent for awakening?"

"It's just an ordinary classmate, what's the matter? I'm the class monitor. Of course, I can't let my classmate fail to graduate. At that time, Dad, you won't look good..." Jiang Ziqi's voice became smaller and smaller, and she blushed like an autumn girl. maple leaf.

The smile on Su Xuecheng's face could no longer be restrained: "What's the matter, Ziqi, haven't you guys confirmed your relationship yet?"

"He's like a fool...how could..." Jiang Ziqi's voice became lower and lower, and then she suddenly realized that she grabbed the pillow beside her to cover her face: "Oh! Mom, what are you talking about! No, no, Nothing at all!"

"Hahaha, okay, okay, I see, what are you and that..." Su Xuecheng looked at Jiang Wen.

"Han Yu..." Jiang Wen gritted his teeth and spit out two words.

"The relationship with that classmate Han Yu is just an ordinary classmate relationship, and there is absolutely no plan to fall in love."

Jiang Wen watched his daughter hide behind the pillow like an ostrich, and felt that the cabbage he had planted for more than ten years had been crushed by pigs: "Ziqi, it's not that Dad doesn't want you to fall in love, but you are still young... "

"Dad!" Jiang Ziqi poked her head out from behind the pillow, "I'm going to college soon, and I'm an adult!"

Why do I write this kind of thing as a single dog, I hope to have a ticket to soothe my wounded heart