Chapter 1: I Am Me

"I just said I bought this to cheat money."

"That's it, that's it."

An inconsequential autumn, Yulan Middle School's {pure fiction} autumn school uniform began its annual "sale" again, to be honest, it didn't look very good, the pure white base, plus the combined color of brown and purple, like a burnt eggplant.

Makiko looked at the school uniform in front of her desk, couldn't say anything, stroked it, and her trembling right hand retracted into her pocket. Shaking his head, he grabbed his school uniform and walked straight away.

"Komaki, I said, we also know the difficulties at your home, but wearing school uniforms is the rule of our school. Well, this makes it difficult for me to do. The head of the teaching looked at the young man in front of him with the sharp and cunning eyes of a vulture, tall and thin, with a somewhat tired pale face, but with a little indifference in his eyes.

"Teacher, I don't want a school uniform."

"Komaki, why don't you listen?"

"I said, I don't want it, I can't afford it."

"Okay, then, then you will take care of the school laboratory for another 3 months, and you will pay me this money." “”

"If you don't speak, you'll be treated as a default. Komaki, you must know that the school takes great care of your students in need."

"Goodbye."

Without any emotion again, he jumped out of these two words dryly, turned and left.

Muzi, he is called Muzi, he has no name, only knows his surname Mu. In this Yulan Middle School, which is an aristocratic school compared to ordinary middle schools, his appearance is an alternative. A year ago, when the new high school entered the school, everyone let their parents drive their best cars, put on "amurs" and "gucci", everyone's face was full of wealth, and the boy who came from afar had no famous brand, no luxury car, and even a neat set of clothes, a pure white shirt, a pair of jeans that were washed so that the color could not be seen, and a pair of leather sneakers. Just like that, walk in, the gate, and walk towards the top 1 building.

Since the beginning of the school year, Muzi has been a legend. In the entrance test, only 23 people passed the comprehensive test of 621 questions in 11 subjects, including aggregate physicochemistry, biology, politics, history and geography. And Muzi scored 2900 points (about 5 points a piece), what a concept! In a place where you should compare your father and mother with others, but someone humiliates you with your grades~~~ This attracted the attention of everyone in the school, and Muzi was treated like a panda (no mistake), however, Muzi just accepted all this as a matter of course, and gradually he was isolated by others, until now, no one will look at him anymore, only cursing everything about him in the bulletin board after the exam.

Makiko went back to the classroom, well, still complaining about the school uniform. "It seems that a few months' wages will have to be paid for this clothes," Muzi seemed to remember something, his brow furrowed, and he had an unexplained disgust for the clothes on the table.

At night, for Muzi, he came very early, and every time he was the first to walk out of the school gate, walking through the crowd of cars to the remote alley. It was a low bungalow, with weeds and moss growing on the walls, and the sloping walls disrupted the sloping rain and slapped it wantonly on the face of the herd. He stole open the door and walked to the room in the dark.

"Komaki, is that you?"

"Mom"

"What's wrong with you?"

"I might be late late, be careful yourself." Muzi whispered, looking at her mother lying on the bed, her originally beautiful face had become pale because of her long-term illness in bed, and every breath seemed to lose her life. "I'm going to revise in school, and exams are approaching." "Oh, okay~~ Do you still have any money on you?" "Mom, this is for you" used her already slender hand to take out a cloth bag from under the pillow, and trembled and put the 5 yuan, 2 cents loose ticket into Muzi's hand. Muzi, but you have to fight for your mother" Muzi didn't say anything, covered the quilt for her mother, and turned to leave. When I walked out of the room, the sky seemed to become clearer, and I couldn't open my eyes. Muzi looked up at the direction of the sun and wanted to meet the sun, but found that his eyes had betrayed him and he couldn't open them, "People, are you destined to accept your fate?" ”

Muzi left in one direction, not school, not home, a place he thought was right.

Shangjing, autumn night

Ming Xiao turned on his computer and retrieved the documents of himself and his teacher about brain memory transmission and the "dream transformation" plan in the past. Her hands were trembling nervously, her actions were violating state regulations, and this plan was a "secret weapon" used to psychologically transform enemy soldiers, to control others through dreams, and to modify memories. However, it is still in the research stage. "Huh? No, hasn't this method been denied by the state? That is, the neurons are directly stimulated by the computer, and the data is formed directly from the division of the neurons, but the technology required for this method has never been successful, and the test subjects are either brain necrosis or memory disorders. There is still a long way to go before you can achieve the situation of memory reorganization. Ming Xiao wanted to prove his idea through this experiment, "Why didn't that dead old man approve of me, obviously by assimilating brain data with computer data, my paper also clearly proves this, but" Ming Xiao thought about it, and suddenly remembered one thing, "I seem to remember that we will have a kind friend, and we are coming~・"

"Ding Dong~~" Muzi rang the doorbell of an apartment, he actually didn't want to come here, the woman here, although she looked beautiful and delicious, but when she saw herself a few days ago, that kind of eager gaze, as if alas, are the current cuties so active

"Come in." Muzi was just about to speak, the door had been opened, and standing in front of him was an unspeakable woman, unable to say her flaws, but always felt that people had to look for her shortcomings, the more they couldn't find it, the more obsessed they were. A white vest that only reaches the abdomen, revealing a smooth, delicate abdomen, a slender waist like a willow swaying in February, a pair of hot pants on the lower body, two slender legs, less than a little dirty, snow-white and silky. There is no powder on his face, but his cheeks are pink, "Hello" "I've been waiting for you for a long time, come on" said and turned around and ran, not even able to speak clearly. "She said that there was a job for me, what it was, and I always felt an ominous premonition." Makiko followed her into the room, and the door shut, blocking out the sunlight outside and letting it say goodbye to the darkness......

P.S. This novel is made up of many stories (no children's !! If there is any novel little story, you can tell me, Xiaosheng is grateful (bow here~~~~!! ）