The sophomore class classroom that has been lost for a long time.

The students are seriously bowing their heads to brush the questions, and the sound of brushing left by the tip of the pen on the end of the paper is busy and warm.

At the table by the window, a young man with gloomy eyebrows held his cheeks and looked out of the window in a daze.

Very unhappy.

She walked over and reflexively tried to knock on the table to warn the classmate not to get distracted.

But when my fingers tapped on the table, nothing came out.

She looked at her fingers and immediately accepted that she was in a Piao situation.

Is this weird? Not surprising. It's all a dream anyway.

Song Jinqing knew very clearly that she was dreaming.

Throughout the day, she followed the boy and watched him casually go to class, brush up on questions, and run exercises......

is obviously doing these very seriously, but Song Jinqing feels that the child has wandered into the world.

Sure enough, the math papers were handed out in the morning, and the scores were miserable.

The soul of the teacher, which has not been awakened for a long time, is ready to move. She wanted to tug at the boy's ear and tell him to listen to the lecture.

But this can't work, she's a Piao, she can't do it.

Song Jinqing didn't know why she had to follow him, obviously she was surrounded by her kind classmates, and there were so many, and the impression in her heart was much deeper than the teenager in front of her.

But even if she drifts away, she can't help but come back in the end.

It's a confusing bond.

The boy's name was Xu Bin, and her name was what she saw on his failing paper.

Strange and a little indescribable, familiar.

Finally made it to the end of school.

As a teacher, she really can't turn a blind eye to the children's sloppy attitude towards learning as dispensable.

Don't worry, don't worry!

Even though she has been dead for so many years, the occupational disease still refuses to let her go.

In the end, I inexplicably followed the little boy home, and continued to watch him eat and do his homework like a wandering spirit......

The homework was written, and she could only stand aside and be in a hurry.

When the homework was finally "written", he opened his laptop and stared at the document full of dense words for a long time.

"This classmate, why don't you check your homework again? 6 out of 10 questions are wrong, outrageous! Song Jinqing chattered on the side.

But people can't hear it at all.

The computer was not turned off, so I turned off the lights and went to sleep.

What a completely lifeless teenager.

Song Jinqing couldn't help but shake her head and continued to "class" beside his bedside, "Really, at a young age, why don't you have the spirit of a young man at all. ”

But no matter what she said, her mouth was tired, and the young man still couldn't see her or hear her.

She floated helplessly, looking at the computer screen that was still lit.

That said, it doesn't seem good to peek at a student's diary......

But this may not be a diary.

Yes, how can it be a diary, what diligent child would write such a diary.

She's a teacher, and she has to care about her children's reading, yes, that's it.

I came over with a little bit of curiosity, but I saw that it was one.

"The Mirror Continent of the Last Days"

Author: Sunflower

Song Jinqing blinked, and looked back at the young man who had fallen asleep behind him in surprise, he was also frowning in his sleep.

She didn't even recognize him.

Yes, she was 60 years old when she was reborn.

But the world looked just like when she left, the teenager was still a sophomore in high school, and he was still silent in the sadness of her departure.

I finally know how this inexplicable bond came about.

She sighed and looked again. At this point, the page is showing the scene where she appears. Looking at the whole screen, she thought about looking down, and the screen actually scrolled down.

It's a dream, after all.

Song Jinqing believes that everything is unbelievable and can be explained.

At this point, she suddenly had an idea.

She tried to type with her mind, but unexpectedly, the screen actually responded, typing out a line of handwriting according to her thoughts.

……

When she opened her eyes, Song Jinqing looked at her warm and comfortable bedroom in the new "dungeon", and she was still in a trance.

It's really unexpected that you would dream about the things of your past life.

However, I always feel that I have an explanation, and my heart is much brighter.

She got up, and the eyes of those around her opened their eyes.

"Early."

"Morning."

They hugged and kissed, and they were still in love for decades.

Of course, she deliberately didn't write these in that book, because she wanted to take care of one gently, and she had a crush on her heart.

Even if it's in a dream.

……

The first rays of sunshine in the morning woke Xu Bin up on time.

Since the teacher left, his whole body has been in a mechanical and regular state, no one sees any difference in him, although his grades have been declining, he has only been able to master one or two courses. Because he is quiet and does not cause trouble, even his parents are pleased that he is more "sensible" than before.

The first thing I do when I wake up is to say good morning to the "teacher".

He came to the computer as usual, but when his eyes fell on the extremely familiar screen, he saw that the place where Song Jinqing appeared was broken, and there was a line of words in parentheses underneath.

(Rewrote the following story, I hope you like it.) Song Jinqing)

He froze where he was.

Whose prank is it?

He rushed out of the room and asked his mother, who was making breakfast, "Who came into my room last night!" ”

"No one?" Mom looked puzzled, "It's almost 11 o'clock when you finish your homework at night, and your father and I have already slept ...... You've lost something, oops, shouldn't you be a thief, let's go, go to your house, do you want to call the police. ”

He hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop his mother, "It's okay, I didn't lose anything, it's just that a scroll is missing, I'll look for it again." ”

"Oops! Surprise me, you kid, don't mess around, go see if you have a ...... on your bookshelf I'll go out with your dad for a while, you remember to eat the meal on the table, and you can't stop studying during today's holiday, you're a sophomore in high school......"

In the nagging voice of his mother, Xu Bin went back to the room.

His house was no different from yesterday, all the windows were closed, and his house was on the 22nd floor, so there was no way a thief could climb in.

Besides, no thief would write it.

Take a deep breath.

Xu Bin sat back down at the computer and watched the story rewritten by "Song Jinqing".

This is a completely different story with "Song Jinqing" as the protagonist.

He watched her live happily in the dungeon, was admitted to Magsari, missed Jingyan but made a lot of good friends, they explored the spirit mirror together, adventured together, even if the end came, everyone did not give up on each other, but fought side by side to save the world together.

Xuanjing did not perish. It was reborn in a desperate situation and stubbornly ushered in a new future.

And Song Jinqing, she lives arbitrarily, free like a bird, soaring above the clear sky.

By the end, he had choked up.

There was no one at home anymore, but he still covered his face and cried quietly.

……

Song Jinqing got up to wash, looked at the mirror, and suddenly fell into deep thought, she was in a dream last night, although she hastily explained all her life, but it seems that she forgot to urge the child to study hard.

Thinking about his sleepwalking attitude towards learning and his miserable results, Song Jinqing frowned.

No, how can this work!

At this time, the mirror in front of her suddenly turned into water ripples, and then showed dense words, which was the one she continued to write.

"System?" She whispered in surprise, but received no response.

The system is indeed no longer there.

Song Jinqing studied the words in the mirror, and then found that it could be continued like in a dream.

Although the system is gone, this is the power it left to itself.

Song Jinqing suddenly remembered that on her birthday yesterday, the green network that accompanied the rebirth of the entire Xuanjing was officially announced offline. Instead, a new interstellar network developed by the New Academia Sinica was named Sumire Net.

After the green net dissipated, the strength returned, and Song Jinqing seemed to have indeed noticed some changes in her body. But she was too busy drinking with everyone to celebrate, and she didn't take it seriously.

Looking at it now, it's really an amazing new ability.

Could it be that last night was more than just a dream?

In that case, let's make up for the regrets.

……

Xu Bin finally recovered from the state of fainting from crying, he wiped the tears on his face, and was about to re-read this wonderful story, but saw that at the end of the story, new handwriting began to appear.

The words appear one by one.

But the others sat in front of the computer, the keyboard was in front of them, and absolutely no one moved.

The curtains were drawn in the room, and although it was daylight, it was still drowsy.

Such a strange scene, Xu Bin was surprised, but he didn't feel scared, but became excited.

He watched as the words began to take shape and become such a paragraph.

"Thank you for giving me a story.

I also hope that you can continue to write your own story in this world.

Study hard and make progress every day!

Song Jinqing. ”

Although it was cold, I insisted on writing it to the end.

It's a happy and lonely thing to finish.