Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

[Demining: There is a Danmei deputy CP in this plane, if you step on a mine, please skip it yourself! ! ! 】

Her identity in this plane is a senior high school girl named Song Le from a key provincial high school.

The child who came out of the "Happy Orphanage" knows that only by studying can she have a future, and she lived up to the expectations of the kind people who sponsored her, so she worked hard and her grades have always been among the best in the top class.

If it wasn't for the sudden illness, then Tsinghua University and Peking University would definitely not have run away.

It's a pity that she had just entered the third year of high school, and she had to leave school for nearly half a semester because of illness.

With the help of kind people, he survived the difficult treatment.

Now I am temporarily unable to speak because of the damaged vocal cords, and it will take about a year for it to slowly recover.

Song Le stared at the ceiling in a daze. The original owner of this plane was very good, but he didn't understand the task of being a good person in this plane.

Continue to watch the plot.

The original owner, Song Le, was admitted to the ideal university in the end, but because of blindly studying, his vocal cords were damaged and he had no communication with the outside world for almost a year, as well as his inner inferiority and depression, and he had no friends at the end.

He is gloomy, never speaks, and is unconsciously rejected by his classmates.

Originally, she was very withdrawn in the first and second grades of high school, but in the third year of high school, after being unable to speak, she was even more excluded.

Song Le frowned, thoughtfully, and clicked to view the task. Sure enough, it was not far from what she imagined.

On the illuminated panel it reads:

Task content: make at least three good friends.

Task rewards: Soft Girl Coin*10000, Durian Candy*2.

Do you accept the task?

Song Le subconsciously clicked to accept, but suddenly realized a problem——

Durian candy?

The reward this time is actually durian candy?

Hmm... It might be crazy to be a good person, Song Le couldn't help but think of his rejection of the charming smell of durian candy.

Puff puff chick.

After staying in the hospital for the last few days, Song Le packed up his things and went back to school.

She is a boarding student, and the accommodation environment in the province's key points is excellent, in a four-person room, with bed and desk.

Song Le's table is the one at the back of the door, and the other three girls have pasted beautiful and bright table paper on the table, and placed bottles, jars, and shiny gadgets on the table.

On Song Le's desk, there were only one pile after another of books, textbooks, tutorial books, test papers...

Song Le looked at the heavy stacks of books, like mountains, and couldn't help but gasped and rubbed his forehead.

Put those books, one by one, into the small compartments of the desk, and put the ones that couldn't fit or were too big in the cabinet below, and finally sorted out a large piece of the desktop.

Song Le sat down, wrote down his situation on a piece of paper, then put on his schoolbag, locked the door and went to the teaching building.

The head teacher and Teacher Lin are gentle and enthusiastic women. After reading it, they immediately expressed their understanding.

It happened that the next class was her Chinese class. One second before the class bell rang, Teacher Lin led her into the classroom.

Teacher Lin gently led Song Le to the podium, waited for the piercing bell to pass, and smiled at the students below: "Let me introduce, this is a new student in our class, Song Le."

More than 40 pairs of eyes looked over, Song Le: "..." A little nervous.

The girl is wearing a black and white school uniform, with shoulder-length hair and thick bangs. It is not difficult to see that she is uncomfortable in the face of so many gazes. She lowers her head slightly and covers herself with her hair, but her fair complexion can still be seen, almost It's clear.

And the thin, fair hand holding a large sketchbook.

——Because during the months of treatment, I basically didn't see much sunlight.