American exorcist god

The sky had just turned white, and there were very few pedestrians on the street. Xu Yi and Lisa stood in front of the bus sign, waiting for the school bus.

They attend Santa Ana Middle School, an aristocratic school with a school bus every day.

Given the family conditions of Xu Yi and Lisa, the word "noble" naturally has nothing to do with it. They were able to enter Santa Ana Middle School based on their grades.

As an aristocratic school, it also needs people with excellent academic performance to support its face. Otherwise, Santa Ana Middle School would have long been a laughing stock just because of those "noble children".

When they study in Santa Ana, not only do they not need tuition fees, but they also receive scholarships every year.

The school bus hadn't arrived yet, so Xu Yi took out a notebook and wrote and drew in it with a pencil.

"What are you doing?" Lisa turned her head in confusion.

"Artistic creation." Xu Yi didn't even raise his head.

Lisa tiptoed to peek, dumbfounded, "Are you creating art?"

"Malevich, do you know?" Xu Yi asked.

Lisa shook her head.

"A famous abstract painter, we are following the same path."

Lisa looked at the crooked stick figure in the drawing book and rolled her eyes, "My three-year-old brother should have studied in the same school as you, right?"

Xu Yi closed his drawing book with a snap. Of course it wasn't because he was being squeezed by Lisa that he couldn't continue drawing, but because the system's voice sounded again.

"Painter entry experience +1, current progress: 2/100."

As he gained experience, some painting experience naturally appeared in his mind, and he felt that his hands became more dexterous.

If he was allowed to draw again, it would at least be at the level of a simple drawing.

This is the overbearing part of the entry. There is no need to learn skills from a teacher, and there is no need to worry about bottlenecks.

As long as he keeps painting and fills up the progress bar, he can become a qualified painter.

The top priority, of course, is to get the psychic entries out, but the "scholar" and "painter" entries also need to be prepared in advance.

"Psychic painter" sounds like some kind of supernatural profession. Xu Yi is very curious about how powerful this advanced term is.

The blue and white school bus drove slowly from a distance, stopped in front of the bus stop, and the doors opened automatically.

Xu Yi took the lead to walk towards the school bus. The moment he stepped onto the stairs, he stopped suddenly and looked up towards the end of the car.

"Sorry, I suddenly remembered that I left something very important at home." Xu Yi apologized to the driver and exited the school bus.

Xu Yi grabbed Lisa who was about to get in the car, "You come with me!"

"What did you forget?" Lisa asked curiously.

"I forgot my pen, but I suddenly remembered that there is a spare one at school." Xu Yi casually said.

"What's so weird today!" Lisa muttered softly.

Of course Xu Yi had his reasons for doing this. The moment he stepped into the school bus, the system sent another prompt.

[Psychic entry experience +6, current progress: 10/100. 】

I gained 6 experience points at once, which is more than the previous total. This means that there must be "supernatural things" on the school bus.

It would be okay if it was just him, but with Lisa by his side, he hesitated and chose to give up.

A chill suddenly poured into his pupils, like ice-cold water dripping into his eyes, and Xu Yi blinked a few times.

After the psychic entry reached the threshold of one-tenth, his eyes began to change.

He looked at the school bus and saw a girl sitting by the window in the back seat. Her long golden brown hair was spread over her shoulders. She had delicate features and fair skin.

The girl's information automatically appeared in Xu Yi's mind.

Maria, his classmate, whose family runs a plastic surgery hospital, is withdrawn and likes to eat strawberry ice cream and chocolate tarts.

The girl was fair and beautiful, but in Xu Yi's field of vision, there was a faint black shadow lying behind her, looming.

Xu Yi couldn't see clearly what the black shadow looked like. After all, the psychic entry was only one-tenth developed and his ability was insufficient.

"Why does he know so much about Maria, even what he likes to eat?" Xu Yi was suddenly stunned.

Various images began to appear in my mind, "he" peeked at Maria in the corridor, "he" eavesdropped on Maria talking to her best friend in the playground, "he" wrote a love letter and then burned it...

"Damn! He has a thief's heart but not his courage!" Xu Yi cursed in his heart.

Although he was dismissive of the original person's behavior, he had to admit that the original person's aesthetics, this Maria was definitely at the level of a goddess.

On the school bus, Maria looked out the window in a daze, but her best friend Lily next to her looked excited.

"Maria, that handsome guy was looking at you just now! He's wearing our school's uniform, but I've never seen him before. Could he be a new transfer student?"

"I don't know what the other person's name is, but it would be great if he was in the same class as us!"

Lily frowned slightly when she noticed that Maria had not answered, "Maria, what's wrong with you today?"

Maria finally came to her senses and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well last night."

In fact, not only last night, but also recently, she hadn't had a good rest.

Every night, she always felt like something was peering at her in the mirror. At first she thought it was a hallucination, but as time passed, this feeling became more and more real.

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Santa Ana High School.

Under the magnificent white arch, Lisa and Xu Yi waved goodbye.

Xu Yi is in the third grade, Lisa is one year younger than him, and their classrooms are in different places.

While walking, Xu Yi suddenly felt a chill approaching behind him, and he turned around suddenly.

"Classmate! We just want to say hello..." Lily's outstretched hand hovered in the air, and she was startled by Xu Yi's overreaction.

Xu Yi found out that it was Maria and her best friend, her tense body relaxed, and she smiled to relieve the embarrassment, "Good morning!"

"Hello, classmate, are you a new transfer student?" Lily quickly put what just happened in her mind and asked excitedly.

Xu Yi laughed at himself, "Is my sense of presence in the class so low? I have been a classmate for almost a year and you don't even know me?"

Lily stared at Xu Yi's face with wide eyes, and suddenly screamed, "You are Xu Yi, that Asian nerd!"

After Lily finished speaking, she realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly covered her mouth, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it's just... you have changed so much!"

Xu Yi smiled and said nothing. He knew very well that if it weren't for his face, the other party would never apologize. This Lily was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"You don't look good, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Xu Yi suddenly turned his head and looked at Maria beside him.

Maria was stunned for a moment, not expecting that Xu Yi would suddenly talk to her. Although they were in the same class, they had not spoken a few words in the past year.

She felt warm in her heart because even her best friend didn't care much about her.

"It's okay." Maria shook her head.

Xu Yi nodded and did not continue to ask.

It is a taboo in communication to keep the conversation simple and deep, so just stop talking.

He was a little confused. With Maria's appearance, in future generations, she would be a perfect campus goddess, surrounded by licking dogs.

But why does the Maria in front of her look like she has low self-esteem and is withdrawn?

"Maria, have you forgotten what I told you?" A sinister male voice suddenly came from the side.

The moment the voice sounded, Maria's body trembled slightly and her face turned pale.

Before she could speak, her schoolbag was yanked violently, causing her body to lose balance and fall to the ground.

Xu Yi looked behind Maria, and saw a sturdy boy standing there with a sarcastic smile on his lips.