"Tick.. Backbite.. "If there's one thing that's the most annoying, it's the morning bedtime ringing." The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info harsh, sharp, and most importantly, the reason nurtured by civilization is reminding the groggy brain over and over again of the possibility of being late.

"Trouble is dead, damn the start of school. Normally, the stilt class is it, but it is the beginning of school. ”

In a bedroom littered with all sorts of paints, with an unfinished painting on an easel in the corner next to the bed, a spotless computer desk sits the only tablet that has been wiped down that reflects the first rays of sunlight that enters the room. A boy with short black and white hair is lying lazily on the bed. Opened his eyes with a pair of red pupils, reluctantly turned them off and put them on the bedside table, constantly making chopping motions and making a "Tick.. Backbite.. Tick." The sound of the knight-type alarm is turned off.

"Sunglasses, what about sunglasses? really, you can do without sunglasses madao, probably. Damn albinism, is it really better to live alone, no, according to someone, is it forced to try to adapt to this society? It's great, it's a step forward, Shu Fengxun. ”

casually put on the school uniform that is white and green, and can only be described as a compliment to the ordinary level. Shufu Xun wears sunglasses to maintain her image on her left eye, and her long oblique bangs cover most of her face outside her left eye. Looking at his pale face in the bathroom in the mirror, after a simple wash, he looked at the vibrant city through the window, and the dazzling sunlight.

"Sure enough, sunlight and air are the worst enemies. ”

I hate the city, and more importantly I hate my life now. Repeating monotonous and meaningless things every day, but having to repeat them.

There are some things, although I didn't seem to understand them before high school, but I finally understood them after entering high school, and the smell of wind ...... It's changed. The untimely heat and restlessness of the crowd crowded on the road, the rustic wind mixed with the smell of mothballs on someone's suit. At the intersection, the road surface is run over by a constant stream of vehicles. What was left behind was the restless smell of gasoline and gunpowder. Viscous and scorching air filled the small, closed city.

Or should I say, small and insignificant, drowning in the vast and boundless city, obviously when I was a child, I felt that this world was so small and small. Under the agitation of the wind, it seems that you can run with the wind to every corner of the world.

However, I am a sword, no, I should say that I live like a sword, and of course, it can also be said that I am a lonely person who is left out of the masses. Regardless of the feelings of others, he walks in a straight line as he wants. It's like that.,Mio Chengfei Akiyama's anthropomorphic body or something.。 Therefore, it is natural to become an excluded and despised individual. Pretentious, unruly or something. If it weren't for the identity of a painter, I am afraid that it would have become the fertilizer of new socialism long ago.

"What is this?"

Shu Fengxun, who walked to the door of the class, couldn't see any emotional fluctuations in his indifferent left eye because of his sunglasses. Staring at a man who was cowering and wearing a standard professional attire with a gloomy dead face, he sighed helplessly, and just said silently in his heart.

I knew the man in front of me, a man who couldn't see any expressions, who couldn't find any mistakes on the surface, and who looked rigid. My friend's girlfriend's agent, no, I should say that I'm one of the few people who are excluded from the majority, right? Although I didn't have time to make the contact numbers of these few friends into an inexhaustible address book and circulate them.

However, the greed revealed in the eyes, the stench of filth that emanates from the heart, is really annoying.

With deep disgust, Shu Feng Xun quickened his pace, because of the dead face that was startled by the sudden arrival of Shu Feng Xun, he made a backward jump in some horror, and his feet that did not stand firm were firmly stepped on by Shu Feng Xun.

"Ah, I stepped on Xiang. ”

With obvious unwillingness on his calm face, Shu Fengxun said in a disgusted tone to the dead man's face.

"What are you talking about, do you know the rules, but you're still a high school student. ”

The dead man looked at Shu Fengxun with an extremely indignant look, and his tense face had a look of seeing a turtle.

Hey, spare me, I've been despised by people like you, and it's not good to spread the word.

"Compared to you who are peeping in the crack of the door, I already have a lot of rules, get out of the way. ”

Glancing at the dead man's face with disdain, he grabbed the collar of the dead man's shirt with one hand, and threw it out casually at a speed of about 5cm per second under the dead man's scolding and angry roar.

"So, being late again?"

In the classroom, one was wearing a yellowish white coat. A long hair with a golden shawl that still flowed perfectly behind his head, and a handsome half-race face that was dazzling. The young man with a helpless expression asked with an indelible wry smile at Shu Fengxun, who had a sad face.

"Hmm, I'm sorry. ”

Shu Fengxun, who has not yet stepped on the sad fact of stepping on Xiang, issued an established fact like an apology to the blonde man without sincerity. There is only humility in mind to give a reasonable explanation for the fact of being late.

Strictly speaking, being late is not a big mistake, just like a round online game of Journey to the West, where the second strike is regarded as a high-damage skill. Lawyers also defend themselves only after the perpetrators, and the suppression of rebellion begins after the rebel uprising. So, being late is not a big deal. In other words, if you have the consciousness of not throwing money at it, taking a break for a round without being lost, and you have the confidence to become a starter, then being late is actually a good start. If it's not almost late, how can you bump into a male god or a cute girl running away with bread in your mouth.

"Aren't there any normal students in this class?"

The blonde man, who is the head teacher, habitually touched his chin with the judgment of teacher ethics unique to the teaching profession, and issued the first definition of the beginning of the third year of high school to everyone in the class.

"Miss Gelan, it's time. ”

An emotionless, mechanical, loud voice came from outside the door. A young voyeur dressed in standard professional attire, if you look closely, it is not difficult to see that he is trying to hide the wrinkled marks of his clothes. The young man faced one of the class in denim shorts, knee-length boots, checkered scarves, and a short, delicate cardigan. The girl with short reddish-brown hair said helplessly pointing to the watch on her wrist.

"It's already a lot of time for you to come to the opening ceremony, and then we're going to have to train you in music and theory, and I'm going to introduce you to the teacher who choreographed for you, so it's time for us to go. ”

This girl's name is Wen Gelan, one of my few friends, and this boy is.... One of the few friends who really is. Shu Fengxun looked at Wen Gelan with obvious reluctance on his face, a slightly pale boy, sitting cross-legged on a somewhat narrow square bench in the penultimate row of the classroom, his fingers flying quickly on the screen of his mobile phone. It is like a fully automatic printer, working tirelessly under the action of electric current. The golden AKGhi-Fi headphones are worn around the neck, and the gentle electronic music that everyone around them can hear.

This is a boy who can be called a sky blue sunflower that stands out from the crowd. Who would have thought that such a poor student who seemed to ignore anyone and looked like he was the most well-behaved person in the class. IQ181, in terms of wisdom and ability alone, is probably the highest I have ever seen in my short life experience, and I don't even think that I will be able to meet a higher IQ human in the future. But neither me nor he is a living person living in the real world, so we are friends.

As the only debut female artist in the class, campus idol Wen Gelan's.... Boyfriend, childhood sweetheart, nanny?, the two didn't clearly indicate any relationship, but they looked like old husbands and wives who had gone through an unknown number of years. Lovers are not full, if you really want to use one word to describe it, it must be right to use such a word.

Hmm? Faces I've never seen before. Yellow, no, orange roses, with a crimson soul under the seemingly pale yellow exterior. Next to the boy named Xiang Wenxuan sat a girl wearing glasses, a thin body, and bright yellow sweatshirts.

Shu Feng Xun Gujing Wubo's eyes fluctuated slightly, revealing a look of wavering, and then Shu Feng Xun hid it deeply in the bottom of his eyes, and a thoughtful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Are there any transfer students at this time? Interestingly, it seems that the life of the third year of high school will be even more noisy. But what a lucky girl. Regardless of the region, bullying is an inevitable fact, excessive modesty will be considered cowardice, and excessive publicity will be considered arrogant. If you take the wrong step, you may be excluded from a class that has been divided for a long time, and only everyone in this class cannot exclude transfer students.

"Ah" yawned, with an unconcealable sleepiness, Shu Fengxun walked quickly to the seat behind Xiang Wenxuan, tidied up the somewhat messy desk, and prepared to experience the best lullaby from the high school classroom in the endless sleep.

This is the only class in the whole school that does not divide arts and sciences, and the special abnormal education class 0.8. The liberal arts and sciences are separated, and one classroom and two systems coexist peacefully. The liberal arts and sciences each have all the rights except to wage class wars and diplomacy, and can participate in the good existence of campus affairs.

"Bang dang. ”

The violent sound made Uncle Fengxun, who was already a little sleepless, sit up from the desk weakly. The transfer student stood on the edge of the window in surprise, looking at Xiang Wenxuan in horror, Xiang Wenxuan's calm face at the moment, clear eyes, as if the pupils of the soul that saw through everything, were flowing with inexplicable coldness.

Alas, what is this, intimidation?Are you a baby of air quality floating above the magic capital, after a few cute cells have been squeezed, all that remains is to complain about the anger that humans inflict on you. Really, if you have that time, it's better to find a place to collect a different fire or something to transform your anger.

sighed lightly, and for Shu Fengxun, who really couldn't stand it, opened his hazy eyes, and roared in a tone like reading software.

"Hey, that's enough, Xiang Wenxuan. It's your business to be willing to endure that kind of bird spirit, and it's not too immature to sprinkle your anger on newcomers. Disturb my sleep. ”

"That's really the case, I'm sorry. ”

After being stunned for a moment, he looked at Wen Xuan with an apologetic expression and said to the transfer student. Hey, it's me who reminds you, and it's me who saves the beauty of the hero. Say thank you, you bastard, who do you think pulled you back from the lost path of life. Well, forget it, who made me a quiet man.

....

"This feeling, this voice, what?" Shu Fengxun, who fell asleep, a special feeling and voice echoed in the empty heart.

"This is!"

Plate eraser, metal plate eraser. A plate rub with powerful potential energy, with a trace of immortal will of its owner, with a wisp of extreme aura that surpassed anyone in the class, crushed towards Shufeng Xun. In the moment before the plate friction flew in, Shu Fengxun's left hand was weakly grasped, and he received the plate friction that was still roaring and releasing powerful potential energy.

"Hmph, that's naïve, it's already common sense. Do you think the same trick can be used on me twice, Mr. Eddard? ”

"Yes, then the sleeping fighter Uncle Fengxun, please send the eraser up, and by the way, use more than 1 rhetorical device to describe the process of sending it up. ”

Unbelievable, even now, unbelievable. This one wears a white coat with some yellowing. The man with a flowing golden shawl long hair perfectly tied behind his head, a handsome and eye-catching mixed-race face, and a realistic elf daring man, turned out to be a Chinese teacher.

Did the people of the Celestial Empire in this world go to foreign countries to teach foreign languages, and the contrast should not be so obvious. Politics, sports, and all kinds of subjects that suit you honestly, and speak fluent Mandarin is a qualified Chinese teacher? The so-called Chinese teacher, if you can't use 800 idioms at a time to play idiom solitaire, you can't be qualified.

"Ah, it's hard for even a literature professor to play idiom solitaire with 800 idioms at once. Xiang Wenxuan, who was still playing the elimination game in the front row, seemed to have guessed Shu Fengxun's thoughts at the moment, and said in a completely impossible tone.

"Oh. That's right, someone's answer to you. ”

"Well, I'll take a look. At this moment, with my voice, with my words, with the ability to move the heavens, turn the sword into the sky, and judge the evil. Uh, what's it, charms, magic?"

Shu Fengxun, who had a sluggish face, read the marginal words on the note.

"Actually... It's a rhetoric!!"

"Ha, chanting rhetoric? Is the problem here? This is obviously all open, okay, why do you, as a Chinese teacher, take it for granted that this is a kind of rhetoric? No matter how you say it, rhetoric should be a metaphor for personification, and no matter how bad it is, it is also a comparison or something. When did the grammar of the Celestial Empire become so profound. ”

"Ahem. I didn't expect that Shu Fengxun also has a deep knowledge of this. The setting is better than imagined.,Xianxia?,No,Is it more fantasy.。 ”

The blonde man standing on the podium coughed lightly and said with a solemn expression.

"Set, spare me, ok? Why would a handsome blonde guy of mixed race know so much about the online literature of the Celestial Empire? Why is it obviously set in the second middle school, in the Celestial Empire, it is necessary to classify fantasy and Xianxia, isn't it all Shuangwen or something, you smash me through with a board, I can also perform a Qing palace drama or something by my mother-in-law. No matter how bad it is, you have to name it in English, darkflamemaster or something, or red-haired red-eyed crusader or something. The last time I also gave the title of Red Dust Fairy. ”

Xiang Wenxuan's fingers trembled as he played the game, and said in an extremely dissatisfied tone.

"Hey, obviously the last level is a bit too high, it's basically not a level, no, extraterrestrial lifeforms, okay. ”

"Well. Didn't someone say that the so-called complaining article was implicated in him. In the Celestial Empire, I don't complain about local works, but I complain about how boring District 11 is. ”

"Makes sense. ”

The blonde man made a thumbs up gesture to Shu Fengxun, and the corners of his mouth shone with a dazzling smile.

"Look at it. ”

"Hey, as a Chinese teacher, I took the lead in agreeing with what's going on, obviously a foreigner. ”

.....

"If it's an anime or a novel, you can basically end the first chapter or the first word here.,Of course, you can also say it calmly from the perspective of the male protagonist.,This is the most ordinary daily life I have every day.。 The color difference brought about by the obviously extremely unusual daily life will fully impact the human eyeballs, and there may be a girl with open eyes with a rose-colored atmosphere staring at the male protagonist and saying "I'm curious" or something like that. ”

"It's like the prince and the princess got married, and the demon king snatched the prince, and in the end, it was inevitable that the brave man would appear, and then kill the old-fashioned plot of the prince and the demon king being happily together. ”

"Ah, on the first day of school in the third year of high school, I really don't want to disturb you playing confession play, please can you change this problem if you have something to say. ”

Xiang Wenxuan said solemnly in a heavy tone with an expression of "I don't want to hear what you are talking about here" at all.

"The most important thing is that the final plot is not old-fashioned at all, okay!! Or it's okay to form a group with someone to post comics, and the name of the group is called Dream Eater. ”

"So, where do I find such a good girl?"

"Eh, Eh!!!!!!" In the originally separate frontal class, hearing Shu Fengxun's whispering words and sighing softly, he erupted in unprecedented unanimous exclamation.

"No, Xun, who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, actually said that he was looking for a girl. ”

"No,That's not the point.,The point is that Xun who doesn't eat fireworks in the world actually wants to find a girl.。 ”

"Is there a difference. ”

"Absolutely!"

Listening to the discussion of the students in the audience, the blonde man who had completely given up the board book he was writing said loudly on the podium. The blonde man made a sad look, and then with sincere tears in his eyes, with an old and relieved expression, he made a deep affirmation of Shu Fengxun's existence.

"Teacher, teacher, I thought that such a handsome young man would die in such a boring art career in his life. ”

"Hey, apologize to me, to all the people around the world who have dedicated their lives to art. ”

"This is the Celestial Empire, no matter how deeply you study art, if you don't die, it's worthless. ”

"Positive..... Correct solution!"

It's very unexpected, really unexpected, maybe it's too realistic, even as an artist to find an excuse to refute it at all.

"I already have a sister, what's wrong with looking for a sister?"

"Ahem, Shufeng Xun, I think it's necessary to come to the office with me after class to have a good exchange. If it's really necessary, the teacher thinks we can buy a 21 yuan bun set meal while eating and chatting, what about the teacher, I think it's necessary to correct your life values now, sister control is not right. ”

"I'm just saying I have a sister. So, what's right. ”

"Hmm... Teacher, I think ah, elementary school students are the highest!!"

"Hey, hello, uncle policeman? There is a people's teacher here who spreads the idea of pornography, gambling and drugs, and I will report it..."