Bai Yueguang, he closed the crematorium [Quick Transmigration]

Chalk "da da" wrote "98" on the old small blackboard on the wall, and the big characters above the number were glaringly white.

——The countdown to the college entrance examination.

There is a tube of light in the classroom flickering slightly from time to time. The boy who is writing is wrapped in a thin short blue down jacket. He looks very serious, as if he is used to this job every morning, and his hands are also very smooth. skilled.

It’s less than 06:30, the morning reading has not yet started, and the sky is still covered with a layer of black and gray darkness. Only a few students who lived in the school and finished their morning exercises came to silently endorse in the classroom. A few on duty came early and were quickly cleaning the classroom.

Song Jiayan took two steps back slightly, looked at the words he wrote and frowned: "Really—"

"It's not very pretty." Suddenly a voice next to him said the words in his heart for him, but there was not much meaning in the words, as if they were purely commenting on the word, "But it is also a different kind of eye-catching."

You can evaluate your own words in any way you want, but it is inevitable that you will feel uncomfortable when others say something. Song Jiayan's heart ignited slightly, his brows furrowed deeper, and he saw a tall boy standing by the side wall of the classroom door Look at yourself with a smile.

The boy's eyes shone brightly under the classroom lights, with a smile that Song Jiayan couldn't understand, his long eyelashes remained unmoved, and his straight nose brought a hint of oppression to his handsome face Feeling emotional, but the momentary smile made him look relaxed: "Sorry classmate, I didn't mean to target you."

Song Jiayan was holding back his words when he was going to reply, and couldn't help but seriously looked at this strange-looking boy.

The beige sweater and black cropped jeans that this person is wearing are obviously not the clothes that should be worn this season. The black boots make his legs straight and slender, and the heavy black and gray schoolbag is carried on one shoulder by him. There seemed to be a bunch of white pendants hanging on the schoolbag. This attire made him tall and handsome, and also brought a sense of maturity that his peers did not have.

The boy's appearance and attire made Song Jiayan feel a little frustrated in his good self, but he was reluctant to admit it, and said impatiently: "Student, which class are you in? You went to the wrong classroom."

"Grade 3 (Class [-]). I did not go wrong." The boy stretched out his hand slightly to him firmly, "Hello, my name is Shen Guo, a new transfer student."

"Transfer student?" Song Jiayan glanced at him in surprise, then glanced at the small blackboard on the wall, "You are so brave to transfer at this time."

The other students in the classroom keenly heard the word "transfer student", and they all raised their eyes to the door at the same time.

"Why?" Shen Guo's outstretched hand still stayed in the air and did not take it back, "You don't welcome new classmates?"

Although there were not many people in the class, his gaze made him uncomfortable after all. Song Jiayan coughed lightly, and shook his hands perfunctorily: "Welcome, welcome, warmly welcome. My name is Song Jiayan, monitor."

Surprisingly, the palm of this thinly dressed man who looked handsome was warm, but it seemed that there was something foreign between their palms.

Only then did Song Jiayan come to his senses. He returned the piece of chalk he was pinching to his hand, and the white ash stained his hand, and he immediately let go in a daze: "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that my hands were a little dirty."

Shen Guo smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, just go and wash it. But I seem to be a little early today, and the teacher in charge hasn't come yet?"

Song Jiayan: "When the class leader comes, he usually goes to the office first, and he will come when the morning reading starts at [-]:[-]. You can either wait for him in the classroom, or go to the office to find him."

"But I don't know where the office is, can I trouble the squad leader to take me there?" Shen Guo said sincerely, "I haven't even figured out the north, south, east, and west yet."

This made Song Jiayan a little embarrassed. He had other arrangements, so he went to hang out in front of the class teacher right now, but he couldn't slip away later.

He subconsciously glanced at the other students, wanting someone to lead Shen there.

Before he could open his mouth, a pack of steaming hot things was stuffed into his hand. It was two steamed buns and a bottle of fresh milk. The warmth and heat brought a hint of heat, which made his fingers that were a little bit cold from the cold feel cold all of a sudden. Come alive.

Looking up, I saw Shen Guo smiling and said: "Can I invite you to have breakfast, please."

Song Jiayan moved his lips and didn't know how to speak. He didn't know whether the heat came just right, or the aroma of the steamed buns awakened his rumbling stomach. He nodded: "...Okay."

Shen Guo, who was behind Song Jiayan, heaved a sigh of relief secretly, it seemed that this boy was quite kind and easy to talk to.

Ah Xing: "Why can't you learn to listen to me carefully, analyze many things with you, and hang me outside as a decoration, it's embarrassing."

Shen Guo twitched the corner of his mouth and did not reply to Ah Xing.

It's not that I don't want to reply, it's just that it's strange to talk to myself suddenly while walking.

Now that he entered this mission, for some reason, his spiritual power suddenly disappeared without a trace, he could not open the Yinfeng Seal, he could not even use the skills of the three seven-character formulas, and he couldn't use his spiritual consciousness in his mind with Ah Xing who had a physical body. Come to communicate.

In terms of memory, at any rate, there are still some vague shadows left in the first two missions, but he basically has no memory of how to complete the missions in the last world. The skills can't be used, and the store can't be entered. Except that A Xing's ability seems to have increased compared to before, other things can only be done by sinking his own brain.

Fortunately, this world is relatively gentle. Compared with the intrigues in the adult world and the swords and swords in the ancient background, the campus world seems innocent and lovely.

Shen Guo's eyes fell on the boy in front of him.

The boy is thin, with a delicate appearance and a hint of arrogance. When talking to people, he will unconsciously lift his pointed chin slightly, like a little fox ready to fight with his fangs at any time.

But those eyes are very clear and clean, revealing intelligence and some subtle tenderness, if you remove the prickly appearance, it must be extremely soft inside.

A soft heart is the easiest to be deceived and hurt by others, which led to him being murdered to that point in the plot, and ended up in a tragic end.

"Our class leader's office is really hard to find. It is said that the third-year Chinese teacher's office is on the second floor, but our class leader is also the director of the teaching department, and the office location is different. We have to climb to the sixth floor, just in time for him to exercise. Health, saves people from always swearing and panting." Song Jiayan still talks a lot, but he doesn't show any virtue, and seems to be very familiar with the head teacher Liu Qingfeng, "Actually, the head of the class is very good, don't listen to me saying that he loves you." He gets nervous when he curses. Although he curses, he never scolds good grades. The degree of discrimination and double standards is just at the textbook level..."

Shen Guo bowed his head and answered in the back, unconsciously smiled and listened to his ramblings.

Song Jiayan's voice is clear and pleasant, and his Mandarin is fairly standard, but his articulation is unique and cute. Although he keeps talking, people will not feel bored at all. It makes Shen Guo, who has been away from campus for a long time, look forward to the future. Campus life gradually has a longing.

"Oh, by the way, why did you transfer schools? It's not long before the college entrance examination. What if you don't adapt to a new environment and affect your grades?" Song Jiayan looked at him curiously, unconsciously Walked in a row with him, maybe because of the breakfast just now, he had a good impression of this person, so he couldn't help but talk a little more, "Besides, our Tie Gao is not a key high school. Although our class is not bad, the overall The enrollment rate is still not as good as that of the No. [-] Middle School next door. Which school did you go to before?"

Shen Guo replied: "Huaiyu Shenggao."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Jiayan paused and fell down a step. He raised his head in surprise: "What you wouldn't say is...that famous private school in Kyoto, Huaiyu Shenggao?"

Shen Guo also stopped, looked down at him and nodded: "Yes, that's right."

Song Jiayan was stunned. Compared with his small county here, Kyoto is already a world of difference, not to mention Huaiyu Shenggao, which ranks second among the top ten private universities in Kyoto. It is said that the threshold is extremely high. You have to enter the school and pass the interview. The number of places is extremely rare, and the annual tuition fee is close to seven figures.

Is this Tieqiao High School not good enough in front of Huaiyu Shenggao?It was simply turned into a piece of scum.

"Wow." Song Jiayan swears unconsciously, coughs lightly to cover it up, glances around but fortunately there is no teacher passing by, and calms down, "No, then why can't you think about switching to our school? Your Tuition fees are also paid on an annual basis, and Sheng Gao did not persuade you to transfer suddenly during this most important sprint stage?"

Shen Guo smiled and said nothing: "Let's go to the class teacher's office first."

Why can't you think about it?Isn't it just for the mission, for you?

He has actually been in this mission world for more than a month, but almost all of them are busy with transferring schools.

Shen Guoyuan's grades are outstanding in Sheng Gao, and he has basically never fallen in the top ten of his grade. At first, the school was unwilling to release him no matter what, and even planned to give Shen Guo a place to go abroad.

Fortunately, this is a private school, and the transfer procedure is much easier than that of a public school. Although Tie Gao is a public school, he wished to open the school gate immediately to welcome Shen Guo into the school, and directly gave Tie Gao the highest scholarship in history.

And Shen Guo's parents were abroad, and by the time he heard the news, Shen Guo had already managed to get past the signing and the dust had settled.

Although he was scolded, Shen Guo's hometown in Ning County, where Tieqiao High School is located, is where his grandfather lived alone all year round. He used the excuse of being with his grandfather, but both parents were silent for a long time and finally let him go.

In fact, in the plot, after the college entrance examination in more than three months, the Shen family couple will bring Shen Guo back to Ning County to spend two months with grandpa.

It's just that by that time, Song Jiayan had already fallen into the abyss, and there was no way to save him.

The author has something to say: opening up wasteland in the new world~It feels like opening a new article, spreading flowers and flowers~

The life pattern of the third year of campus is basically written according to the author's memory, and there is no need to delve into some discrepancies. The author's third year of high school is a bit long ago~TAT

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Ninety degrees, bow!

感谢在2021-07-1710：12：17～2021-07-1721：25：10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Luoyun Wuye 2;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Liuchen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!