I'll make up! I saw someone commenting that this is a pseudo-mother's book? Why is it still not the same? Xueyue is also bitter and can't say it, first of all, I want to state one thing: this is indeed a transformation novel! There was a hint in it.,The protagonist has a headache.,It's been a month since the attack.,This is a sign of transformation.。 Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Well, I was wrong, I wrote the transformation novel for the first time, I didn't expect to write it for so long, and I haven't transformed yet! That's my problem, but I promise that when the protagonist spends the second day in the novel, he'll be transformed! And I found a problem, I write too much about my daily life, and I don't know if you like this kind of daily life. If you don't like it, I hope to leave a message, and I'll move on to other plots right away. Last point, my author level is too low, and I don't even have the right to reply and speak in my comment area, so I can't reply to everyone, I'm really sorry. But I was so moved to see that readers ran directly to the post bar to Aite me and support me!! I'll definitely try to update

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Under the cover of the smile, there is actually a deep fear and uneasiness. I want to hide myself in the dark underground, no one disturbs, no strange eyes look at me, I just want to be surrounded by dead darkness and not be noticed by others.

She hates pseudo-mothers! Even to the point of inferiority!

The so-called pseudo-mother.

For those ordinary people, if you look at it a few times, it is a fresh picture. After watching it a lot, I thought it was just a little interesting.

However, for those young masters and ladies who are either rich or noble, this is an outlier!

It has been said that each class has its own unique rules, which lead to the same problem and produce different values.

The same bowl of coarse tea and light rice, ordinary people eat it, that is called spending life; And a rich man enjoys it, that is, to read life.

Ordinary people prefer to judge the value of materials by observing the surface and using their most intuitive feelings. Therefore, the pseudo-mother is a beautiful creature for them.

But for those who have seen all kinds of curiosities, and even strange and bizarre rich and noble, they are more inclined to stand in the perspective of rules to measure the quality of materials!

Therefore, those young masters and young ladies are pseudo-mothers in their eyes, and they are extremely alien existences.

Unfortunately, Qin Yunniang grew up in foster care in the Shui family since she was a child, and she has been semi-integrated into a certain class. Since I remembered my name Qin Yunniang at the age of eight, I have been suffering from deep suspicion, jealousy, disdain, and disgust... and other malicious or unintentional eye and verbal stimuli.

Ye Lixuan sighed and patted her shoulder and arm gently. A gust of wind blew, sweeping up the withered yellow leaves on the ground, like pieces of withered yellow butterflies, dancing the last dance, slowly moving towards the twilight.

Along the way, the two were silent, and under the shade of the shady trees, the shadows were stretched long, long.

About ten minutes later, a huge and magnificent building floor with three large characters written on it appeared in front of me.

The library is a magical place.

Qin Yunniang likes the atmosphere here, there are few people, and it is quiet.

Brew a cup of rich milk tea, hold a famous book in your hand, forget any unhappiness and gloom for a while, and then sit by the glass window and enjoy the beautiful morning.

On the summer solstice, the weather outside is very hot, but Biyang University is a very famous school in the country, and it is also generous to students. Free air conditioning is installed in the library, classrooms, cafeterias, and team activities departments, as well as in places where large groups gather.

You can enjoy the cold air and heat all year round.

Qin Yunniang was holding a novel called "The Sword Dance of the Elven Envoy" and reading it with relish.

By the way, in fact, she rarely reads novels, and usually comes to the library to consult books on professional skills, hoping to find a shortcut to the road of hacking.

The library has a reading room, a general reading room, and a special reading room.

Ordinary, of course, that kind of sofa area. A sofa corresponds to a computer desk, one row for every four desks, dozens of rows of computer desks, so neatly arranged in the reading room.

In the general reading room, you only need to show your student ID to enter for free. Don't expect the speed of the computer, according to the law of necessity of the school, the more outstanding the educational resources, the speed of the network is often contrasted.

Therefore, in addition to being able to look through the electronic version of the book in the library and browse the web news, if you open the game and want to play League of Legends or something, you will definitely be reported by 9 players!

As for the special reading room, as the name suggests, it is a place where you need to spend money to enter.

It not only provides milk tea, black tea, and other foods, but also has a separate room and lounge.

It's just that the price of everything, once entered, can definitely bankrupt an ordinary student, and don't think about eating for at least half a month.

As an elegant, ladylike, diligent and thrifty student, Qin Yunniang undoubtedly hates the kind of rich second generation who squander and waste money at will. With the idea that someone pays for it and eats white food by himself, he unceremoniously accused a certain young master of being so extravagant and wasteful, and then wiped his mouth while continuing to drink expensive black tea elegantly.

Spread out the novel, pursed my lips, and enjoyed the wonderful morning.

Ye Lixuan was opening his chest collar, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, holding the teacup without any gentlemanly demeanor, and then like a cow drink, he grunted and poured it in, and then crossed Erlang's legs, reading a book of modern Chinese history, and was reading it with relish.

Don't think that he suddenly changed his sex, he would love to learn and read history books seriously.

"Tsk, interesting." While watching, there was a strange smile on his face, and he licked his lips from time to time, and this expression was as obscene as it was.

Qin Yunniang couldn't help it, frowned, and stared at him angrily: "I said, as a young master of the family, could it be that you are already hungry and thirsty to such a situation now?" "This bastard is actually reading a little yellow book in the library!

"Oh?" Ye Lixuan blinked, revealing a curious gaze, "Little Yellow Book? You must be mistaken, this is obviously a history book, right! After speaking, he kept squeezing his eyes, a strange smile in his mouth, and then raised the book in his hand.

Qin Yunniang's face was expressionless, and she put the novel on the table, "Then please take the book right first, you are talking about it, you are a shame in the student world, the scum of the family!" ”

Even the most vicious language could not change the fact that this bastard had a fight with the city walls.

He wiped his saliva, then smiled, put away the little yellow book inside, and then dug under his buttocks, a poor history book that had been torn off the skin, and with a snap, it was thrown on the table.

Then he put the outer skin on again, and then he tilted his body and lay his whole head on the table, facing each other, staring at the person opposite.

In the small box, there was silence. Only the sound of the air conditioner blowing out of the air conditioner, like a rhythmic rhythm, brings a touch of coolness to the dullness of summer.

But immediately, the hollowness was broken.

Tuk-tuk.

Outside, there was a very heavy knock on the door.

"Excuse me, is Miss Qin Yunniang here?" Listening to the voice, it seems to be a male classmate.

Since the door was not locked, the man opened it halfway as he spoke.

Ye Lixuan frowned slightly, sat up straightened slightly, and stared at the people who came in with his arms crossed.

Qin Yunniang looked surprised, and looked at her curiously.

This is a very imposing boy. Mature temperament, intellectual face, obviously a good dealer. He wore a gold-rimmed glasses and a slight smile on his face, calm and confident.

The moment he entered, he fixed his eyes on the only girl at the table.

A hint of surprise and discoloration flashed in his eyes, and he smiled: "Excuse me, you are Miss Qin Yunniang." ”

She has long been immune to the title of Miss. looked at the boy suspiciously, smiled politely, and replied, "Hello, I am Qin Yunniang, may I ask you for something with me?" ”