Daiyu: After being reborn, who still wants to be a yandere?

[Mr. Zheng, I participated in the city chess competition and won the championship]

At this time, Mr. Zheng was recalling the chess game he played with Daiyu in the evening and Daiyu's moves.

He held the pen and wrote down the thoughts in the notebook, pondering them secretly in his mind.

"Where on earth did this girl learn her chess skills? They are completely different from any other teaching methods on the market. Her main focus is on catching the opponent by surprise."

I opened WeChat and planned to send a message to Daiyu to discuss chess, but I saw two friend requests:

What city champion?

He simply clicked to ignore this title which was as valuable as rice.

Lin Xi didn't get a reply for a long time. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep all night.

**

Early in the morning, a few little sparrows flew over and chirped, perching on the top of the pear tree and singing.

Daiyu opened the window, enjoyed the first ray of morning light, and breathed in the free air.

It’s the third day in this dynasty, and I feel it’s pretty good.

After a quick wash, she went downstairs and found the rose saltpeter she had made yesterday.

Observe the texture, it is still paste-like, and it will become powdery after drying.

Daiyu had never tried rose salt paste before, and she had just washed her face but had not yet applied any ointment.

She pulled out the wooden hairpin on her head, and her black hair cascaded down.

Bai Fan also got up at this time and sat in front of the window sill combing his hair. When he saw Daiyu's long hair and thought of her cheek allergy and the black marks that could not be faded, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Daiyu took down the wooden hairpin, lightly touched the rose cream, put some on it, and rubbed it into the palm of her hand.

The ecological environment near Crescent Creek is good, the water is clear, and wild roses drink the wind and dew.

The rose ointment made from those petals is clear and pure, making people happy when they see it.

Because the paste is rich in moisture, unlike rose saltpeter, it does not need to be diluted with water.

Daiyu walked to the lotus pond in the yard and, using the reflection from the water, applied rose cream on her cheeks.

Bai Fan came down from upstairs, walked to Daiyu, and also looked at the water tank.

Several lotus buds are about to bloom, and one next to them has already sprouted small petals. The flowers are pretty, making the person in the water look even more charming and lovely.

Bai Fan didn't know that she had just applied rose cream, and pointed at the drying tray and asked:

"Xiaoyu, is the rose ointment ready?"

"Not yet. Let it dry in the sun and grind it into powder."

"These birds are so naughty that they have even lifted up the veil."

As Bai Fan spoke, he pulled the drying curtains down tightly.

Last night, with the guidance and help of He Shuirong, Daiyu was able to recite the 26 English letters backwards.

She sat under the swing, took out her mobile phone, found a video about English learning for young children, turned on the multiple playback, and followed along to learn the phonetic symbols.

After learning the phonetic symbols, she ran back to the house, found an English dictionary, and was finally able to memorize the words.

Bai Fan, wearing a white linen martial arts uniform, stepped onto the plum blossom pile and began to do abdominal breathing.

She squatted with her legs bent, taking one step at a time, stepping on the end of the stance with the front of her foot with each step, twisting her body inward and raising her arms horizontally.

After memorizing the words for more than half an hour, Daiyu was finally tired of this boring and mechanical way of memorizing.

She found an audio clip of words to memorize, turned up the volume, and then casually picked a rosewood pear from the tree.

He stepped onto the plum blossom pile, his figure as light as a dragonfly skimming the water, and shouted to Bai Fan:

"Grandma, watch this!"

Daiyu threw the pear forward lightly and it fell into Baifan's hands.

Bai Fan responded quickly and took over.

"nice shot!"

“Good ball.”

Daiyu recited the sentence at the same time as the audio software.

"Grandma, let's play a game. Whoever spells the word first before the next one pops up will get the pear. The loser will need to use the Golden Rooster Stand to hold up the pear when the next word pops up."

Bai Fan wanted to cry but had no tears. Couldn't she just do a good job of planting seeds?

The audio software announces the next word:

"name."

Daiyu quickly spelled out: "Name".

Bai Fan had no choice but to put the pear on his forehead and perform the Golden Rooster Stand on the Plum Blossom Pole.

……

The grandparents and grandchildren had a great time.

After finishing the exercise, I went back to the house to have breakfast.

Bai Fan felt her legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead. She really doubted what kind of torture she had suffered that morning. She reached out and kept hitting her calves.

Daiyu, on the other hand, was graceful, humming a little tune, with a look of ease and happiness on her face, as if they were not standing on the same type of plum blossom piles.

Bai Fan couldn't help but sigh, "It's great to be young."

Well, I need to work harder to memorize words.

Perhaps because she had just exercised, Daiyu was sitting upright at the table with a bowl of porridge in her hand. Her cheeks were smooth and bright. Bai Fan couldn't help but stare at her in amazement, always feeling that something was wrong.

The weather is quite hot, so the clothes dry quickly.

The school uniform that Daiyu took home yesterday was washed and was dry this morning.

She went out wearing the uniform of No. 6 Middle School.

When she walked out of Jiuqu Alley, she saw Lu Fang standing at the entrance of the alley waiting for her.

The moment he saw Daiyu, Lu Fang's eyes lit up.

He met Daiyu the day before yesterday and yesterday. On the one hand, he was grateful to Daiyu for saving his life, and on the other hand, he was attracted by Daiyu's independent temperament.

So even though the black mark on Daiyu's face was extremely obvious, he unconsciously chose to deceive his eyes with his brain and simply ignored the black mark.

But at this moment, the woman in front of him had skin as smooth as jade, and the sunlight shining on her face made her complexion even more flawless and translucent.

She had a head of ink-splashed hair, tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, and matched her pair of smoky eyebrows and eyes.

Her figure is graceful and her steps are elegant and graceful, which is really different from others.

If she hadn't been wearing the No. 6 Middle School uniform today, Lu Fang would have really thought that she was a fairy from an ancient painting.

Daiyu saw Lu Fang staring at her blankly without saying a word and asked:

"Student Lu Fang, what's wrong?"

Lu Fang came back to his senses. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Daiyu again, and found that she still looked the same as before.

Lu Fang pointed at her cheek and asked:

"Daiyu, is your mark gone?"

Daiyu then realized that after applying the rose ointment in the morning, she went to learn English. Later, because her face was no longer itchy, she forgot to apply the ointment.

At this moment, she regretted not bringing ointment with her when she went out.

Just now when she was applying the rose ointment, she looked at herself in the water surface, and now she didn't look in the mirror.

Daiyu thought something was wrong with the allergic spot on her face, and asked hurriedly:

"Why? Are there any other symptoms in this area of ​​my cheek?"

Lu Fang coughed slightly and said:

"No, I don't have any symptoms."

After Lu Fang finished speaking, he took off his schoolbag, took out an invitation letter from it, and handed it to Daiyu:

"Here, this invitation letter for the cultural exchange of Dream of the Red Chamber is for you."

Daiyu was somewhat surprised to see this red and gold invitation:

"Dream of Red Mansions Cultural Exchange Meeting?"

Lu Fanghui said:

"It's actually similar to an antique auction, except this one focuses on cultural exchange in the field of Redology."

Antique auction? Daiyu thought that she was just a student now, so how could she afford to buy antiques?

Moreover, she came from ancient times and had seen a lot of antiques, so she didn't think they were rare.