ps: I've always thought that a novel is a story, a novel is not a thesis, it doesn't need to be too rigorous in terms of words, and it doesn't need to be verified or anything, and occasionally there will be typos, bugs, etc., and it takes too much energy to improve the structure of a world, and many settings will be dazzling, and you can't even see what is written.

So I'm just telling an interesting story with a clumsy pen, as long as the story is read thoroughly, read smoothly, and read refreshingly, even if it is successful, I will naturally work towards it.

Therefore, there is such an evil and unreasonable story as this book, so gentlemen, please don't look at this story with too harsh and rigorous eyes, as long as you suddenly find that this story is actually very interesting in your spare time, it is enough.

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In the evening, the dormitory.

Zhuang Mingge was lying on the bed, constantly thinking about what happened in the morning, who saved him Zhuang Mingge didn't care, not that he had no heart or lungs, but there were more important things.

My identity as a mixed-race child is the most important thing.

Discrimination, disgust, and even hatred.

From the exposure of his mixed-race identity, he saw that the eyes of those people on the street were full of such emotions, and even some extremists actually wanted to kill themselves.

I rub, what the hell is going on.

If he hadn't figured this out, Zhuang Mingge would never have walked outside again, let alone appeared in public.

It's a matter of your own life, so you can't be cautious.

And the last time I died, I was confused, and I was finally reborn, so I don't want to die worthlessly.

In the following days, Zhuang Mingge locked himself in the room, and worked hard to check all the books in the room, trying to find some eyebrows from them.

It's a pity that there are too few books in the room, only three, one is a student code, one is a dormitory rule, and the last one is a basic course, which has nothing to do with his identity, even if he turns out Yi Barrett's notes, they are all some magical problems and basic explanations, and they also do not record about his half-blood identity.

Although the room is also equipped with a computer, Zhuang Mingge has traveled over time, and there is no memory of Barrett, so the address of the campus network is not known.

I checked the tour records on the computer, and to my surprise, there was nothing in it.

It's like buying it and never using it.

In the blink of an eye, the time for vacation passed, and Zhuang Mingge didn't find anything.

The night before the end of the vacation, Zhuang Mingge, who was in a daze in the room, suddenly heard a banging knock on the door.

"Please come in. ”

The door was pushed open, and what walked in was a man wearing sunglasses wearing a big vest and casually dressed, "Yo, Yi, how are you doing, has your body recovered?"

"It's much better, but may I ask you ......?"

The man with sunglasses showed a surprised expression, "Don't you even know me, it seems that this time the amnesia is really serious, re-introduction, I'm Maiya, the dormitory administrator of this dormitory, if you have any difficulties or needs, you can contact me at any time." ”

"Okay, Maia, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Yes, tomorrow is the day you go back to school, I'm just here to remind you not to be late, if you are late, you will be deducted credits, you need credits very much. ”

From the student code in the dormitory, Zhuang Mingge has learned the importance of credits, students will automatically withdraw from school if they are cleared, and his current credits are only ten points, and he only needs to make a few mistakes to drop out.

"Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Maia. ”

Facing Zhuang Mingge's thanks, Mai Ya showed a refreshing smile, "It doesn't matter, these are my jobs, it's not early, you can rest early, don't be late when you get up early tomorrow." ”

"Wait, wait a minute......" Zhuang Mingge hesitated, and hurriedly stopped Mai Ya, who turned around and walked to the door. "Anything else?" Maia asked, turning.

"Yes, Mr. Maiya, it's hard to say, but I've forgotten how my class should go. ”

From his student ID, Zhuang Mingge learned that he was a student in Class Z in the first year, but he didn't know anything about how to go to the teaching area.

Mai Ya was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, all you forgot is gone, open the last page of your student ID, read your name and the place you want to go, and you will see the map, this is something that everyone in this academy knows, then, good night." ”

Zhuang Mingge couldn't wait to find his student ID card and turn the last page immediately after Mai Ya left.

It's a blank page, nothing.

He pronounced his name, "Yi Barrett, Year Z Class." ”

A strange road map gradually emerged in the blank space, with a few lines of handwriting in English underneath.

The place you are now in is a student dormitory, and it is still a long way from where you want to be, maybe you should hop on bus number 4 and it will take you there quickly.

This is the so-called intimate tip, Zhuang Mingge sighed embarrassedly.

Go to bed!

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The next day, early in the morning.

The golden light spilled through the window on the floor of the room, and the flying dust seemed to be visible in the beams of light, and the alarm clock next to Zhuang Mingge's bed sounded a piece of music on time at the set time.

"You're in love with that Sabi, that Sabi doesn't want you, you're more Sabi than Sabi......"

Zhuang Mingge opened his eyes, and the time was seven o'clock in the morning.

Turning off the music of the alarm clock, Zhuang Mingge vowed that if he figured out how this magic alarm clock operated, he would immediately replace the music of this Sabi.

It's really unbearable, this kind of Sabi's music, the former owner of his own body is really heavy.

Get up, dress, wash, the cold cold water soaked his face, the chill through the bones suddenly dispelled the entangled sleepiness, Zhuang Mingge's spirit was suddenly shocked, wearing a white robe, this is a first-grade school uniform, and there is a violet on the chest of the white robe, which looks very handsome.

There were already a lot of people eating from the hall of the dormitory, Zhuang Mingge found a good place to sit down, asked for a breakfast, and quickly enjoyed today's breakfast regardless of the strange eyes around him.

By the way, many facilities at the Saint Laurent Private School of Magic are free, such as breakfast, lunch and dinner, such as taking the bus, such as the playground, such as textbooks, etc.

There are also facilities that are charged, but not for monetary transactions, but for credits.

In the private magic school of Yves Saint Laurent, money is meaningless, credits will be the passport to everything, and it can be said that it is difficult to move an inch without credits.

There are many ways to earn credits, such as through some tasks issued by the college, such as gambling between students, such as winning the favor of teachers with excellent grades, and many ways to earn credits will always find one that suits you.

The breakfast match is milk and sandwiches, to be honest, Zhuang Mingge doesn't like this kind of combination, he likes soy milk fritters even more, but this is the West, all kinds of exotic buildings are reminding Zhuang Mingge that he has now left his home country to study in a foreign country.

At around 7:20, Zhuang Mingge finished his breakfast, left the dormitory area, and waited for the arrival of bus No. 4 at the bus stop on the side of the avenue at the door.

Five minutes later, the bus came as promised, and Zhuang Mingge got on the bus and found a place to sit down.

There was a blonde beauty sitting next to Zhuang Mingge, with her long hair hanging down to her waist, who was looking intently at the book in her hand and did not notice Zhuang Mingge's arrival.

However, the other passengers of the bus noticed Zhuang Mingge's long black hair and blue eyes, and avoided it, and within one meter of Zhuang Mingge's center, there were no other passengers except for this blonde beauty who was concentrating on reading.

Am I some terrible beast of the Flood?

Zhuang Mingge suppressed the urge to complain, and looked out the window attentively, but his head was confused.

What the hell is going on?

Is the identity of a half-breed so unpopular?

The bus drove slowly, passing through gardens, woods, fountains, bridges, artificial lakes, and long rivers...... and all sorts of other buildings, and finally stopped in front of a huge school building.

This is the first-grade school building, which looks like the majestic palace of the West from the outside, the whole body is pure white, there are more than 300 steps, and above the stairs are four huge round arches open to welcome students from all directions.

Humans are as scary as ants and elephants compared to this huge school building.

When he got off the bus, Zhuang Mingge seemed to hear a lot of passengers breathe a sigh of relief, which made him add a shadow to his school journey.

The identity of the half-breed seems to be more ...... than he imagined Not to be seen.

On the eighth floor of the teaching building like a palace, Zhuang Mingge found his classroom, class Z in one year.

The structure of the classroom is a stepped one, one layer at a time, and there are not many students in the empty classroom, because there is still some time before class, and most of the students should still be on the way.

Zhuang Mingge attracted the attention of several students when he entered the classroom, but the other party quickly looked away, as if he was afraid of touching something dirty.

Even the people in the classroom are prejudiced against themselves.

Zhuang Mingge sat down thoughtfully at the back of the classroom, quietly waiting for the time of class.

With the passage of time, there were more and more people in the classroom, but everyone was the same, and when they touched Zhuang Mingge's gaze, they quickly twisted away, as if they didn't see it, and no one had ever talked to Zhuang Mingge, obviously he was isolated.

Not only that, but even a student didn't dare to sit around Zhuang Mingge, and some people would rather huddle with others than sit next to Zhuang Mingge.

It's the same as the bus, except that the classrooms are bigger, and the empty seats around Zhuang Mingge are getting bigger and bigger.

Jingle ......

The melodious class bell rang, and almost at the moment when the last note of the class bell disappeared, a beautiful female teacher dressed in a female OL costume and with rimless glasses appeared.

The lecturer, with short red hair and a convex figure, and a whip in his hand, walked into the classroom and glanced at it, frowning in displeasure.

"What are you doing?" she glanced at everyone unhappily, her sharp gaze was like a knife scraping through everyone, and Zhuang Mingge even felt that his skin was pierced by her gaze.

Eventually, she seemed to give up on something, sighed and said, "Yi Barrett!"

Zhuang Mingge raised his head and looked at the teacher.

In a crisp voice, she said, "Welcome back." ”

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