The early morning air has a hint of coolness and freshness, the eastern sky is gradually covered with floating gold, a gust of wind blows, the arbor forest in front of the teacher's building makes a rattling sound, and the wisps of flower fragrance and water dew smell drift into the building, which is very refreshing.

On the second floor of the teaching building, a thin boy with a slightly pale face sat on the seat, looking at the campus outside the window with slightly blank eyes, as if immersed in his own thoughts, this person was Dior.

He was thinking about breathing. After actually using the breathing method once, he found that he could not practice the breathing method all the time, and if he wanted to use it again after one use, he would need to wait for a 24-hour cooldown time, which means that he could only do it once a day. However, the effect is very obvious, he can now feel as if he has endless energy, a steady stream of energy emerging from his body, although he only slept for three hours, but his body and spirit are in the best state, not affected by lack of sleep at all.

Of course, the actual duration of a breathing method is not fixed, for example, the time for his first practice last night to really be able to perform the breathing method is only ten minutes, but as long as he keeps practicing, and continues to be proficient, then the duration will be longer and longer, and the effect will be better and better.

However, this growth is not without limits, and Dior estimates that being able to run the breathing method for two hours is already his current limit, and he has a general understanding of the role of the first breathing method to see through the body. The breathing method can enhance the vitality of the human body and promote the evolution of the human body from the source, but there are gains and losses, and the energy that promotes its operation does not come out of thin air, its source is the energy saved by the human body every day, you must know that the energy absorbed by people through eating every day is used to maintain the normal operation of the human body, and the rest are stored in the zài cells, and the breathing method is to mobilize these hidden energies, so there is a 24-hour cooling time, which is the time for the body to re-accumulate energy.

Dio estimated that his food consumption would definitely increase significantly during this time, just now he killed three times the usual amount of food in the cafeteria, and he was just barely filling his stomach, although he ate the cheapest meals, but his living expenses were not much, so that the original monthly living expenses would last for a week at most, and it was impossible for him to ask his parents for more living expenses, which forced him to come up with an effective solution in a short time.

Just as he was thinking, the alarm bell rang, and the originally noisy classroom began to fall silent.

The Pale Sacred Deer Senior Academy has a strict timetable for the management of students, and students who violate it will be severely punished. For example, at 8:00 a.m., the school bell rings for the first time, which is the preparatory bell, and students must leave the cafeteria and rush to the classroom, and the second bell at 8:15 a.m. is the class bell, and students must keep quiet and prepare for the teacher to come to class. In addition, if you arrive at the school between 8:15 and 8:25, you must go to the attendance office to check in, get a late pass and report to the classroom within 6 minutes, but once you exceed 8:30, you will not be able to enter the classroom again, and you will be sent to the disciplinary office for a conversation after class, just like yesterday's Dior.

The bell that rang just now is the class bell.

Dior, who came back to his senses, packed up his textbooks and made serious preparations before class.

The Pale Sacred Deer Senior Academy is not the kind of aristocratic academy that cultivates specialized geniuses - the so-called specialization means that only one subject is great, and it doesn't matter how bad the other subjects are. The college's requirements for students are still as comprehensive as possible, in the past, Dior was poor because of his strict academic qualifications, and now he wants to ensure that he is hiding behind the scenes, but it does not mean that he wants to continue to be mediocre, and it is still necessary to make himself better, at least his current plan is not to enter the university that he originally attended, but to target Bernstein University, a top institution, that is, the university that Lilia will attend in the future.

On the one hand, it is to be able to monitor Lilia's situation up close while he is in college, and on the other hand, it is also to make up for his original resentment against this kind of institution of higher learning that has been out of reach.

In order to achieve this goal, the average subject needs to be very good, so studying hard has become one of his goals in the recent stage.

This class is modern literature, and it is a relatively unpopular elective course, so even if the students in this class come from multiple classes, in fact, there are only about 20 students, which is just enough for a small classroom.

The teacher who handed in this class was a middle-aged man with a mustache and a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be difficult to get along. When he arrived at the classroom, he was still a few minutes away, so he sat at his desk and sorted out his coursework.

Suddenly, a crisp and rapid sound of footsteps came from outside, reaching the door of the classroom.

"I'm sorry. A girl with thick, somewhat messy brown hair walked in, quickly and carefully looked around the classroom, then timidly apologized to the teacher and handed her late pass.

The teacher took the tardiness card, pointed down, and motioned for her to sit in her place.

The girl who was late hurriedly thanked her and walked quickly to the student's seat. When she walks, her head is slightly lowered, and her shoulders are tilted forward to protect books and other items firmly in her arms, making her body look a little rickety, and the first impression is that she is sensitive and timid.

"Long time no see, Maya. ”

Just as the late girl was about to arrive at her seat, a male voice suddenly came from beside her, she raised her head, and looked at the source of the voice with some confusion - the dark-haired boy sitting in the seat in front of her seat, he was smiling at her.

She hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Hello, Dior." Then he sat down quickly in her seat.

Dio leaned half-sideways and looked at the girl sitting behind him, whose hair shone in the early morning light, looking serene and soft. Seeing Dior looking at herself, she raised her head slightly, smiled softly, and then lowered her gaze a little embarrassed.

The girl's face is actually very beautiful, it is only a palm-sized melon seed face, with delicate facial features, only this beauty is covered by her usual dress and demeanor, but when she laughs, this beauty will bloom unabashedly, in Dior's memory, it has been nearly ten years since the last time he saw such a smile, and seeing it again still makes him excited.

In Dior's heart, his first love in the true sense of the word is the girl in front of him.

To be able to see this smile again, at this moment, he felt that no matter what he paid for it, it was worth it.

But at this moment, a vicious voice came to Dio's ears: "Yo, you like this freak who doesn't even know menstruation?!"

Hearing this, Maya's face suddenly turned white, her smile faded, and she lowered her head deeply.

Dio turned his head to look at the red-haired girl in front of him, his usually above-standard face in his eyes was no different from an ugly viper sprayed with a vicious liquid.

"Black heart and vicious mouth, smell the smell of rot on your body from afar, it is not for you to take classes here, and it is not for you to like this word, and it is your destiny to be an ugly witch in a wild land. In the face of provocation, maybe Dior in the past would have held back, but now he directly scolded the past.

"What did you say?!" The red-haired girl obviously didn't expect the usually inconspicuous Dio to dare to scold her, she was shocked and angry, and her face suddenly distorted.

"Be quiet, gentlemen, ladies, class is on, please open the Abstract of Modern Literature, turn to page 121, and see an excerpt from Nabazaar's Desolation......" The teacher on the stage coughed lightly and announced the start of the class, thus interrupting the impending conflict between Dior and the red-haired girl.

The red-haired girl snorted heavily, glanced at Dio and Maya in disgust, then turned back to sit upright and turned the pages as the teacher asked.

"Don't pay attention to her words. ”

Dio whispered a reassuring word to Maya, but in exchange for a soft hum, he couldn't see her face, and he didn't know if this comfort had helped.

The school is like a small society that has not been completely formed, although it will not be completely as cold and realistic as the real society, but it still has a class distinction and its own unique cruelty, which cannot be avoided as long as someone lives for a day. In this kind of pyramid, students like Dior are not at the bottom, because as long as they don't take the initiative to cause trouble, no one will step on him, at most it will be easy to be ignored, life will not be bad there, and the worst thing is the kind of students who are far behind all groups and are deliberately targeted by some people for some reason, they are the bottom of this pyramid.

Laughing at her embarrassment, indifferent to her humiliation and thus taking pleasure, it is impossible to tell where such primitive malice originates, yet it is like a clump of sick plants that grow wildly, and when it is discovered, it has been overwhelming in the hearts of some people.

Maya is one such student who has been targeted.

And the redhead girl is part of a gang that targets Maya.

In his previous life, he was powerless to change this situation, and could only secretly bless Maya in his heart, but now, he felt as if he could do something.

The content of this lesson is the analysis of some classic literary works, which are too simple for him who has graduated from college, so he does not have to spend too much energy on them, and can do his own thing.

“...... Next, Maya-san, did you bring your favorite work?"