It’s eight o’clock in the morning.
Xia Ran, wearing a pair of glasses, dragged her schoolbag with one hand and walked slowly into the main gate of the school.
Perhaps it was because the bell didn’t ring until 8:35, so at this time, the school gate and inside the campus were still sparse, and few people could be seen.
And the road in the distance has begun to become busy, with more and more vehicles and pedestrians, office workers who look in a hurry, housewives who go out to buy food, and those who still don’t understand what stress is. Carefree children.
He stood on the spot and looked at it. He couldn’t help sighing and walked into the campus. He felt that he still didn’t fully adapt to the rhythm of this country…
After all, how can domestic students have such a relaxing time? It can be said that they are all the same from elementary school to high school. The uniform is to start the day at six in the morning, and the cruel ones are from six in the morning to eleven in the evening. Many, do not treat students as human beings.
As Xia Ran, who only turned over a year ago and spent the past few years studying in China, she is naturally very aware of such things.
That’s why he’s not used to this. Maybe it’s a deeply ingrained work and rest habit. Many times, if he sleeps until seven or eight in the night and sees it’s already bright outside, he will subconsciously wonder if he is sleeping or not. overdone.
Feeling a vibration and hearing a slight beep, he frowned, took out his phone and glanced at it, finding a new email.
“From: Machida”
“Title: About New Work”
“Content:…”
He didn’t read the content, so he closed the information page with a blank face.
This guy is so troublesome, why is he urging him to and fro every day, and he has repeatedly told himself to calm down and polish it. Later, after seeing the speed of my own work, I began to remind myself every day, wishing I could drive out ten works a day…
Is it all so realistic? The adult world…
Anyway, there is definitely no new work. Fishing is the ladder of human progress. Before, he just wanted to leave a sum of money for his family after he encountered an accident.
That’s why I use my golden finger to carry some things from my dreams to the real world.
And the astronomical amount lying in the account now, he probably can’t use it up in his life, there is no need to work as hard as before.
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Class B in Year 2, this is Xia Ran’s class.
Logically speaking, this kind of guy is almost equivalent to being suspended from school for a year. He spends most of the time in the hospital and at home at two o’clock and one line, and the time he comes to school adds up to less than a month. It should be normal to repeat a year.
However, he didn’t, and he continued the upgrade process as normal——
Although he said that he couldn’t hear pleasant sound effects such as “levelup”, and there was no beam of light falling from the sky, he instantly increased his attributes by one level in the dazzling light and shadow special effects, and returned to blue when he was full of blood. weak.
However, he just upgraded, from a high school freshman to a senior high school sophomore.
And that’s not all, after the results of the final exam were announced, he had almost missed a year of classes and even won the first place in the year. This incident once became a hot news in the school, and even people exclaimed “Are Chinese students all monsters?”…
He is now more or less a campus celebrity, or one of the top-ranked. In the beginning of this semester, within a few weeks, he has found two people in his shoe cabinet and drawer. Number of love letters.
So, what the **** is going on with these little girls in this country?
It is also fortunate that his friends are not very few, but none at all. After all, just after entering school last year, he directly took a long vacation to recuperate his body.
So no one is familiar with him at all, and no one can talk to him at all, coupled with the status of an international student from China, and the fact that he can be directly admitted to the first grade without much class for a whole year , a character that is neither friendly nor close to the people…
So, he didn’t come from the masses, and he didn’t go to the masses, and the social circle didn’t develop much at all, and the a.t. force field protected him well——
While separating interpersonal relationships, it also fundamentally eliminates some troublesome things.
After all, this is a very simple truth. Not to mention that the dividing line between geniuses and mortals is so exaggerated, but the class antagonism between academic tyrants and academic scumbags still exists. Faced with this kind of unreasonable monster that seems to have been known without learning, most of the ordinary classmates will only quietly stay away.
Well, keep your distance while respecting, otherwise it will be very frustrating, even just looking at the reflection of the other person’s glasses.
Only some of the same top students would take the initiative to come to Xia Ran to communicate, but most of the time they just discuss the problems of study, and Xia Ran can often solve these problems easily.
After all, he didn’t get his grades by cheating in exams, but his real hard power—although it was also thanks to the golden finger with great side effects.
And this kind of performance also made Xia Ran further establish the image of a super scholar, and people who had some doubts about whether he used improper means in the exam have also died.
This is probably the case. Although he is kept away by most people, Xia Ran is also happy to relax. To be honest, if it is not like this, he will have more headaches…
Think about it, wouldn’t it be even worse if those love letters weren’t in the shoe cabinet, but if the person involved killed him directly in front of him, ready to take a straight-ball win?
He can handle the love letter in the shoe cabinet drawer as if he didn’t see it, but if the person confesses directly, he doesn’t know how to deal with it. He has no experience in this area… So good now.
Wait, speaking of which, does it have to be a girl who sends her a love letter?
A thought inexplicably appeared in her mind, which made Xia Ran unable to hold back a chill. She quickly shook her head, forcibly expelled such a somewhat mentally polluted thought, and tried to focus her attention on the book on the table.
Of course it’s not a textbook. After all, it’s not class time at all, and there are only half of the students in the classroom.
And he has already finished all the courses that he should learn, and he has thoroughly understood everything that he should understand – because those **** clear dreams, it is not all about encountering lunatic monsters, killing maniacs, wasteland radiation doomsday flow dangerous scene nightmare.
He didn’t mean to say that every time he went in, he had to go through a tragic torture and finally be killed before he could wake up and return to reality.
Although it is said that dying in a dream is the fastest way to get out of a dream, it is also really painful. In order not to leave a deep psychological shadow on himself, Xia Ran has always refused such a rude method of pulling the wire, and he still prefers the conventional “exit the game” option.
This has caused him to sometimes spend weeks to months or even longer in dreams that appear to be more peaceful, basically like a parallel world.
Sometimes it may be just one night in reality, but he has actually spent half a year in a dream.
And this time was not wasted by him, but was used by him to hone survival skills, learn knowledge, etc. Although it is not to say that he has lost sleep and food, and his head is suspended from the beam, it is considered to be relatively self-disciplined.
So, this means that Qingming Dream is also his golden finger in a sense, in addition to the great side effects.
Although I don’t dream every day, there are no rules. But on average, Xia Ran’s one month may be close to someone else’s one year, although he is not a super genius, and there is no setting that he will never forget and know from birth.
However, on the premise that he is not lazy, his aptitude is not stupid, at least he can learn it——
He can completely make up for his shortcomings in other aspects in a near-real dream, using many times more time than others do not know. It is precisely because of this that no one in the school is his opponent even when it is almost equivalent to a one-year suspension on the surface.
It’s not because none of the other classmates can fight, but because he’s already on the hook. On the surface, he’s either in the hospital or recuperating at home. In fact, he spends at least several years in the dream. used to learn.
If this is the case, if there are still people who can surpass his achievements, then it is probably only because others have also failed, and they are still more advanced.
His is just a “micro-self-aiming”…others are a master of “lock head”, “seckill” and “bullet tracking”…
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At 8:35, the bell rang through the campus, but there were still some people who rushed into the main gate of the school at the last minute.
Xia Ran’s position is the window seat in the penultimate row, which is the most corner seat. Here he can easily see the scenery outside the window, and it is also facing the main entrance of the school…
It’s still April, and the soft and bright sun shines in, giving him a faint sense of warmth.
Today is a good day, and Xia Ran also feels that she is in a good mood. I don’t know if it is because of her bad breath in this nightmare-
It is no longer a one-sided abuse, but in turn killing the enemy in the nightmare first.
Maybe it’s because he has a clear mind, so he feels refreshed, and he actually feels much better today. At least there is no longer the usual kind of illusory headache in the head after waking up from a nightmare, on the contrary, it is extremely relaxed.
It’s like the feeling of being cured from a bad cold, and the whole body is relaxed. It’s like unloading a lot of heavy things. Although there seems to be nothing to be happy about, I still feel that the world is beautiful and the people around me are beautiful. People are lovely.
Humans are such a fragile species…
He took his eyes back from the window, and then focused on the book in front of him, as if he was serious and careful, and his whole person exuded an inexplicable sense of leisure.
until—
A white, slender hand suddenly appeared in front of him, and then tapped lightly on the desk.
“Mr. Hiratsuka?” Xia Ran raised her head very calmly, looked at who it was, and leaned back slightly.
“Student Xia Ran, can you please come with me?” The teacher asked softly, seemingly not wanting to disturb other students around.
He nodded, closed the book, and stood up.