In chemistry class, the fat girl Mu Ling propped her head, covered her eyes with the back of her hand, and fell asleep in a daze, thinking that she could become a fish that slipped through the net of the inspection team, a typical hiding her ears and stealing the bell. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hey, hey, Huang Da is here, don't sleep." Lu Xian, who was at the same table, lightly hit Mu Ling with his elbow and reminded softly. Well, Lu Xian's real name is Lu Xin, the model is tall and has good grades, and he is also beautiful, so he has the reputation of "fairy", standing with Mu Ling, um-, although Mu Ling is not short, but because she is very fat, the two of them stand together, just like a slender and a short winter melon.

"What are you arguing about, all the good dreams have been disturbed by you." Mu Ling complained, she dreamed that she was back in elementary school, and she began to use her existing experience and knowledge to make a fortune, mix with the underworld, shop for antiques, and have a portable space, with her own beauty and clear spring, and her bloated body has also transformed into a graceful and graceful sexy nine-headed body, dominating the business empire at a young age. There is no shortage of beautiful male subordinates around him, and he finally met a gentle president boss, and when he was about to launch a raid, he was woken up alive.

"Cut, I don't know the hearts of good people, and when you are remembered, some will cry." Lu Xian didn't care about her anymore and took notes alone.

Speaking of this broken system, Mu Ling has the urge to scold her mother, every day and every class, the director of the school guidance comes to patrol from time to time, specifically catching those who sleep, desert, shaking legs, and your sister has to catch the pen, which makes Mu Ling's hands itchy and legs itchy all day long, and it is uncomfortable. The teacher on duty changes every day, and he can't figure out the routine at all, and today is even more excessive, it turned out to be the iron-faced commander Huang Dada who went into battle in person, so just in case, Mu Ling asked Lu Xian to secretly remind him, and there was the above one.

"Jingle Bell~~" After fighting with the Sandman for half a class, the class is finally over.

"Lu Xian, lend me a note."

"I haven't sorted it out yet, it's late." After Lu Xian finished perfunctorily, he went up to the question with the book, which is really a typical good student.

Mu Ling lazily held her head, staring at the villain in the book in a daze, her dream since childhood was to become a world-renowned cartoonist, from the third grade after being introduced to the anime pit by Dragon Ball, she couldn't extricate herself, to the end of junior high school, Mu Ling watched almost all the daily comics, all kinds of never picky, Tanmei is especially the favorite, hehe, the rotten girl's heart is exposed. Although I still only know a few words in Japanese, the level of painting is like a roc spreading its wings -- soaring to 90,000 miles, after all, the foundation of five years of Chinese painting and three years of sketching is not covered. When I got to high school, the rules were strict, and I had a computer to play, so I could only read novels on my mobile phone to relieve my boredom, what kind of fantasy, science fiction, crossing, farming, etc., etc., etc., those who came did not refuse.

As the saying goes, investment and gain are directly proportional, and the more time to read novels, the less time to study, so Mu Ling was originally a key high school in the city with excellent grades, but after three years, it was like the Great Rift Valley in East Africa, straight down, and now she has become an ordinary student who is not inconspicuous at all, oh, if you ignore the obese body.

After class has always been a good time to send test papers, when it came to yesterday's chemistry exam papers, Mu Ling had the urge to tear up this piece of paper for a moment, grandma's, when the old lady is a bully, right, dare to draw a pig next to my name, naïve and don't pull, where is the graffiti age of the three-year-old child, say I'm fat, I admit it, but I can't trample on the dignity of the pig, people are innocent and have infinite dedication, what a great animal, it was painted next to the bright red score, 66, one hundred and two total scores, all failed, Pure heart let that pig die of shame.

Mu Ling turned around and asked the representative who drew the pig's head, and the representative used his mouth to Nu Pan Wen, who was sitting diagonally opposite Mu Ling, don't be deceived by this Wen Zhen's name, he is an out-and-out gangster, at the beginning, he also relied on someone in his family to spend money to buy the school, and he didn't miss his job all day long, all kinds of tricky things are easy to do, and it doesn't matter what kind of man or woman fights, of course, if the opponent is a beautiful woman, the exception. After glaring at him for two seconds, Mu Ling still turned around and sat back in her position, what can you do, your strength is not as big as that of others, and you can't fight, what's the use of good eloquence, and you don't have Stephen Chow's ability to scold dead people, if someone comes up and punches him directly, you have to lie down and suffer. Looking around himself, in addition to the fat meat, he can resist the beating, and he has no advantage at all, if he rushes up in one go, isn't there nothing to look for. Well, in the face of the crazy wolf dog, most people still choose to back down and protect themselves, Mu Ling thought about it, and left this fruitless thing behind.

Soon, the day's class was coming to an end, and in the last class meeting, the head teacher walked into the teacher in ten-centimeter high heels.

"Today, Principal Huang seriously criticized our class, saying that our class is very noisy and the concentration level in class is very low."

Routine, Mu Ling said silently disdainfully in her heart, the teachers are like this, first beat Meng with a stick, then kill the chicken and make an example of the monkey, and then give a sweet date, and finally everyone is happy, can you still play something fresh, the little heart is looking for excitement.

"Especially today, there are classmates talking in class." Come, kill chickens and monkeys, I don't know who killed? Mu Ling touched her chin and pondered. Principal Huang pointed out the girls sitting in the penultimate row of the second group. Hey, isn't that me and Lu Xian, I'm a god, I feel like I'm a chicken, phew, what a chicken is not a chicken, but this stimulation is a bit unexpected" After school, two classmates came to my office. ”

A class ended in the endless abuse in Mu Ling's heart, Yaya, this big yellow eyes are not good, you must have forgotten to wear glasses, there are so many people talking in the front row, it is obvious that it is almost in front of you, but as soon as the door is closed, you can't see it, what else is this inspector, retire early and go back to take your wife, but I always stare at the back row, I don't know that after a semester, no one in the first three rows has been remembered, and the last three rows have become a hornet's nest.

"Hi ~ Lu Xian, unify the confession." Mu Ling asked solemnly, anyway, it is not the first time she has been arrested, and she is used to it. However, Lu Xian was still doing his own thing, and the birds didn't even glance at Mu Ling. "I've been at the same table for two years, and if there is a problem, how about discussing it? I ask you. Mu Ling said in a consultative tone.

"If you want to say it yourself, anyway, when the teacher asks me, I'll tell the truth, and it's none of my business." Lu Xian's attitude is still tough.

Tsk, I'm not a primary school student, and I still play a routine of not lying, fake, true. Mu Ling no longer insisted, it's a big deal to invite the second parent, the mother has been promoted to a regular visitor, at least the doormen know each other. However, the head teacher didn't embarrass the two girls too much, just warned them a little not to speak without permission in class, no matter what, maybe for the sake of Lu Xian's face, their parents are from the Education Bureau, and they can't afford to offend. The reality is so skinny, Mu Ling silently raised her middle finger.

At the end of the evening self-study, Mu Ling rushed out of the classroom with her schoolbag on her back, although she lived in the community next door to the school, but a trip was also a fifteen-minute walk. Because of this, I was scolded by the head teacher many times for being late, listen, "Your home is the closest to the school, but you are always the latest to arrive at school." "I'll go, it's my fault, other people's parents pick up and drop off by car, and the long way is only five to ten minutes by car, and I run over for more than ten minutes, and the fat man is out of breath when he runs two steps, don't you know common sense?

When she got home, Mu Ling threw off her schoolbag and threw herself on the bed, and all the resentment of the day was sprinkled in her sleep.

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Early in the morning, the birds chirped, Mu Ling woke up slowly, the dazzling light made it impossible to open her eyes, the sun was so big, I was terrible, I overslept, early in the morning, the alarm clock was going to be against me, Mu Ling sat up vertically, tried her best to open her eyes, just wanted to reach out for her clothes and froze, what the hell?

Nima, what kind of trouble is this, Jie, Jie, isn't it the old house I lived in when I was in elementary school, and my room is also old-fashioned - the walls are simply divided into two parts, white and green, and the bed is also a spring bed, not a soft Simmons. I'm a good girl, I'm reborn, no, no, I finally survived until a month before the college entrance examination, and I'm about to be liberated, how can I do it all over again, this is a dream, the same as the dream in chemistry class. While thinking, he fell on the bed again, burying his head under the quilt, this is a dream, this is a dream, it's good to wake up, it's good to wake up...... I chattered for about ten minutes, three, two, one, open, Mu Ling opened the quilt openly, and it was still the scene of the general, pinching himself fiercely, it hurts, it hurts, God, what are you kidding? As for playing me like that?

It's okay to be reborn.,If you can mix up like the protagonist in the novel.,I'll reluctantly accept it.,The key is that the dream is different from reality.,I don't have a super memory.,I don't know how to speculate in stocks.,I don't understand the market.,In addition to more than ten years of book knowledge.,And major events of the country.,What Olympics,What earthquake and bird flu,I still know something.,But it's useless.,As for the underworld.,Make fun of your sister.,It's just an ordinary well-off family.,Mixed with the underworld.,I'm okay to find death.。 Besides, I don't have the ability and channels to mix.

By the way, Goldfinger, don't most of the rebirth texts in the novel have goldfingers, so Mu Ling began the process of looking for Goldfingers, flipped left and right, no jade pendant, no bracelet, no wrench, and I don't have any perspective ability, spiritual ability, I'll go, this is purely to let me live another life. It's all boring, and I don't have any deep hatred, and I don't have any regrets in life, and my life hasn't started yet, so there's no point in living again. What's more, I haven't been in love once, and I'm going back to the age of playing with little kids, which doesn't obviously want to lower my IQ.

Thief, you bastard, I really don't want to be reborn!