Scum Girl Transformation System

The process of the competition was very fast, Lin Yilan took No.1, but unlike the previous overwhelming advantage, she and No.2's scores were very tight.

No.2 is the foreign boy with flaxen hair. The strange thing is that Lin Yilan always feels that he has seen him somewhere but can't remember where it is.

Then simply don't think about it

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"Have you noticed?" Klein asked the butler following him while sitting at the desk in his room.

"I found out the young master, and the funds flowed into the account of a 17-year-old girl named Jin Li."

Klein held a screwdriver in his hand and was screwing a screw into the formed robot in his hand. When he heard the movement in his hand, he paused: "A 17-year-old girl?"

He didn't expect that the other party was a woman, and she was so young, but he only paused for a few seconds before saying, "Continue to investigate, and find this gold mine for me."

"Yes, young master." The white-haired old butler left with great execution after receiving the order.

After the old butler left, Klein threw away the screwdriver in his hand, and smiled as if he was very happy. His beautiful gray eyes were bent into the shape of crescent moons, and there seemed to be tiny stars in the gray eyes.

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Lin Yilan didn't know that his "Jinli" identity had been hacked to the bottom. After returning to China, he used another identity forged by the system to rent a house, and he didn't have any money left to buy all kinds of things. kind of equipment.

She even bought a lot of equipment on the black market through special channels with the help of the system, because many materials are from the military, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to buy them.

The matter of winning the world championship didn't affect her too much. A trip to the United States didn't change much except that there were a few more people on the list than before.

She almost locked herself in the house for a week when she returned home. After the game, she can finally calm down and do what she likes.

There are many messages on the phone about Zheng Song, she pretends not to see them, and since she doesn't want to talk about them, don't give any vague hints to others. Convinced, she is such an upright person.

Chen Zhi is two years older than her, he will be in the third grade soon, and she will also be in the first grade soon.

After this competition, there will be a long vacation, and then there will be no vacation for the rest of the time. Every night, self-study lasts until 10:30, and Aunt Liang will come to pick her up around [-] o'clock.

Carrying her schoolbag, she walked slowly towards the school. On the way, she did not forget to help an old man to cross the road, and it took a lot of time to send a lost child to the nearby police station.

When she arrived in the classroom, she was already the last one, but because she had just won an award, the teacher turned a blind eye to her being late.

She found her seat and sat down. Luo Yi sat behind him, propped his head on his arm, and looked unlovable. When he saw Lin Yilan came back, he became excited: "Son, you know that Dad has Do you miss you so much? Do you know how Dad spends these few days when you are not here?"

Lin Yilan felt his fists itch when he heard his sticky and sticky tone. He turned his head and said expressionlessly, "No one copied your homework for you, right?"

Luo Yi, whose little thoughts were exposed, was not embarrassed, and pretended to be Xizi holding his heart: "How can you think of me so much?"

Lin Yilan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned his head back.

She didn't need to listen to these junior high school anymore, she just sat in her seat and finished the homework owed in the past two months, after all, she was a good student.

After class, Lao Wu, the head teacher, walked towards her: "That Lin Yilan, our school will have a commendation meeting in the morning the day after tomorrow, and you are going to give a speech, so remember to write the speech."

Lin Yilan had a bitter expression on his face when he heard the words: "Teacher, can I not go?" She really vomited when writing speeches. At the beginning, her daily self-criticism of a thousand words was in the format of speeches. Scared to hear this.

"It's not up to me to decide, it's up to the school." Old Wu put the text message on his phone in front of Lin Yilan.

"Have you finished reading? Remember to write." Old Wu, as the homeroom teacher of the third year of junior high school, was extremely busy every day. Seeing that Lin Yilan had finished reading, he put away his phone and walked out in a hurry.

Luo Yi laughed unscrupulously from behind. This time, Lin Yilan's fist was really hardened. He endured it again and again, thinking that it is better not to be as knowledgeable as this kind of idiot, so as not to lower his IQ.

She wanted to take out her draft book from her drawer to write a speech, but she reached out and touched something like an envelope.

Lin Yilan paused, and then took the envelope out of the drawer. When she took it out, Luo Yi, who was smiling behind her, suddenly fell silent.

Lin Yilan was quite strange. She was sure that there was absolutely no such thing in the drawer before she left, so she turned her head and asked Luo Yi: "Who put it?"

This guy has been sitting behind her, if anyone put an envelope in her drawer he should know.

As a result, she turned her head and saw Luo Yi with a stiff face, looking very nervous.

Lin Yilan looked at the envelope, and then at Luo Yi: "Isn't it you who put it?"

"It's not me, don't talk nonsense!" Luo Yi quickly retorted, speaking faster than a cannonball.

Lin Yilan was stunned: "I'm just kidding, why are you so excited?"

She was a little surprised about the origin of the envelope, so she opened the envelope to have a look.

After reading a few lines, I suddenly realized that this is a love letter.

The envelope is pretty, but the gold and jade are ruined inside. The dog-crawling handwriting on the letter really hurts the eyes. Lin Yilan couldn't help complaining: "Why are there typos? Has this person graduated from elementary school?"

Luo Yi: "..."

Luo Yi's face turned pale and red when he heard the words: "This is more or less the intention of others, it's not good for you to say that."

Lin Yilan glanced at him strangely: "He can't hear again, what's the big deal."

But seeing Luo Yi's face getting more and more ugly, Lin Yilan suddenly realized something, and quickly changed his words: "The literary talent is very good, very spiritual."