Some things, no matter how much they cherish and are reluctant, they have to choose to say goodbye for their respective goals. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Forced by the necessities of life, after experiencing a difficult mental struggle, Mu Zhaoling spent a little obsession to exchange a kind of contract about the right of exchange needed for the next life - banknotes.

A little obsession can be exchanged for 100,000.

In the few days after settling down, Mu Zhaoling was super conscious, and he didn't know when the task would appear, so he was not idle. Constantly using his old nest as a base, the scope of activities continues to extend outward.

Gradually, after understanding the lethality of his own skin. Mu Zhaoling's ethics are like an hourglass, which begins to drain little by little. Playing all kinds of small tricks will be regarded as selling cute, even if it is vexatious, it will be said to be cute.

Of course, Mu Zhaoling was not so arrogant, it was just that his self-righteous conspiracy was seen through by mortals at a glance. In the era of information explosion, it is simply not too simple.

Relying on strong initiative and the confusion of his own skin, Mu Zhaoling was immediately recognized and accepted by the surrounding residents. -- This is a strong child whose parents live alone, and everyone should take care of him...... This is the perception of the surrounding residents.

In addition, these days, Mu Zhaoling has also mastered a lot of information and knowledge about life through television, field trips, special inquiries and other methods. Because of his milky voice, immature and cute appearance, and a serious super cute appearance, no one will know what this guy will think like hidden under the exterior.

Twelve o'clock in the evening. Living room.

Mu Zhaoling crossed his hands against his forehead, and there were a few books on the glass table in front of him—the books he had bought with his cute nonsense.

"The plan went exceptionally well. "No, no, no, this thing has no plan at all, it's just that life is still going well.

"Hehehe..." the corners of Mu Zhaoling's mouth twitched, revealing a smile that he thought was very evil, "I thought that after entering the abyss, it would be a nightmarish life, and misfortune and fortune would depend on ......"

On the table of "New World...... under the many books, a book called Old Master was a different color from ordinary books.

Thinking of the key point, Mu Zhaoling couldn't help laughing, "Heh... Scold... Heh..."

No, no, no. Suddenly, Mu Zhaoling covered his smiling mouth. Laughing too much is bitter.

The virus that weighs on my heart has not yet been resolved, the proud muscles have not yet been solved, everything has not yet been decided, how can I be happy too early?

Moreover, new troubles have just begun. Mu Zhaoling's eyes lit up and he looked at the electronic clock hanging in the living room. He really didn't know that his evil appearance would really make others can't help but be evil to him......

The numbers on the electronic clock hanging on the wall beat silently. Today: 01 September 00:24

"Before that, let me feel the charm of the new world!" The more the voice spoke, the more wrong it became, the more conspiratorial it was in the front, and the jubilant in the back.

The night is hard.

Because it was thrown down to the mortal world, some of the characteristics of the immortals were still retained. For example, if you don't eat or drink, you won't be hungry, and if you don't sleep, you're very energetic.

This is also what he relies on to read comics all night.

The longer he lives in the mortal realm, the more he becomes mortal. It's just the beginning.

Yes, that's just the beginning. The first grade of primary school is just the beginning of everything.

Looking at the circles of students outside the school gate, the parents who sent them to school, and the relevant transportation, Mu Zhaoling intuitively felt his scalp tingle.

However, with his "rich" life experience, he naturally knew how to deal with it, relying on his strength far beyond mortals, as if inadvertently pushing aside the people in front of him, Mu Zhaoling squeezed in.

"Hey, whose hand is touching my breasts!"

"Wait, you can't do it there!"

"Hey, what are you doing!!"

After being eaten up with tofu by a group of parents of students who were like wolves, Mu Zhaoling finally squeezed into the school gate.

After thanking the school police officer who came to care about the inquiry and being touched by him, Mu Zhaoling arranged his school uniform and hair with resentment. The clothes were found in a closet in one room, and the shoes were placed on the shoe rack in the entryway.

It's all God's arrangement!

"Little classmate, are you alright?" a gentle female voice suddenly sounded.

Needless to say, he must have come to rub oil again, and after a few days, Mu Zhaoling has become proficient in the use of words such as 'oil'.

"It's okay, thank you. "You should act like a child, at least not like an old fritter. Well... Give me a dozen of such old fritters!

"I saw it. It was a female teacher who spoke, she took out a pack of tissues from her pocket, took out a piece of paper, and wiped it on Mu Zhaoling's face, "It's hard, are you scared?" ”

Cute creatures are always easy to be lovable, and she naturally noticed this newborn Shota. Because the school gate was blocked by the crowd, he had to squeeze in alone, and was touched by people in the crowd, his eyes were watery, but he didn't cry, and he squeezed out with a strong face. This kid is so cute, I really want to take it home......

High-quality goods all the way......

Touching Mu Zhaoling's little head, the gentle-looking female teacher asked, "Are you a freshman, I haven't seen you before." ”

In the sixth year of primary school, the school uniforms are different every year, and during this time period, the other grades stay in the classroom, leaving only the first-year students who need to test the spiritual vein talent.

"Yes, I'm a first-grader. Mu Zhaoling said as low as possible, so that he could appear more mature.

However, the result is still the same. It's so cute for a child to pretend to be an adult.

"Then you're going to test your talent now. The female teacher showed a warm smile, "It just so happens that I have something to do." Come, I'll take you!"

After speaking, no matter what Mu Zhaoling's wishes were, he directly took his hand and led the way.

The formal study of a psychic should be considered at the university level, but in order to cultivate a better foundation and the complexity of the various adult worlds, even elementary schools now offer biased classes.

Hawkers,It's probably similar to the specialty class.、Key class.、Experimental class and the like.。 The things taught are similar to those of other classes, except that they get a lot more resources. The placement of classes in primary school is mostly only symbolic, after all, the age is young, and the instability of talent is too great.

Psics are very talented. Most people have psychic powers, but only a few can unleash psychics, and very few of them can step into the threshold of a psychic master.

Psychic is released through spiritual veins. Everyone's spiritual veins are different. Except for a small number of general spiritual arts, the rest generally have to be developed by individuals.

Moreover, according to the experience of thousands of years in the past, the evaluation of the Spiritualist Alliance is very pertinent, and the management is also very fair, even if it is a genius, it is a reward for hard work. Social acceptance is also high, so at present, the psychic and ordinary people get along quite harmoniously.

The place where the talent test takes place is in the Winter Hall of Four Seasons Elementary School, which can accommodate thousands of people. The test item is a crystal ball of unknown material, and the subject places his hand on it, and judges the level of the subject's spiritual talent based on the intensity of the light emitted by the crystal ball.

After bringing Mu Zhaoling to the hall, and then saying some relevant precautions, the female teacher took a sip of oil and reluctantly left. After all, she still has to teach her students.

However, before Mu Zhaoling could breathe a sigh of relief, the accosting person came again. But this time it really fits the word pickup. Because this is a very handsome little girl, with concise short and medium hair, two black pearl-like eyes that are bright, and the whole person looks full of vitality.

However, he is not as cute.

"Eh!" the girl stood next to Mu Zhaoling and gently bumped Mu Zhaoling with her shoulder. "Are you also in the first grade?"

Mu Zhaoling looked at the little girl with colorless eyes, "Yes." ”

This kid will die when he grows up!

"Really, so am I!" said the little girl, with a big smile rising into her face.

"Oh. Mu Zhaoling observed his surroundings on his own, and a full understanding of the surrounding situation helped him to carry out various actions.

"Huh?" Seeing the other party's cold reply, the little girl was a little unhappy.

As if thinking of something, the little girl smiled evilly, and her little hand quietly reached for Mu Zhaoling's hair. Grab it, pull it out.

The little girl looked at her right hand strangely, because her hair was too soft, and she pulled it out with a force. Moreover, it feels really good. With a squint of eyes, the little girl put her hand on the top of Mu Zhaoling's head again, but this time she didn't pluck her hair, but stroked Mu Zhaoling's head, as if she was touching a kitten.

And Mu Zhaoling just glanced at the other party when he was just plucked, and then he didn't pay attention to it, who would not be happy with a child, but they are so old and old.