Falling in love with your eyes
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Yao Yue Er

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The bell rang throughout the entire University A. The students swarmed out and gathered in groups of three to five to discuss where to go later. I packed my bag and set off on my way home. However, before I go home, I have to go to the class next door to look for someone. My high school classmate, Cheng Min. And I'm Elegant. How about it?

I'm elegant, a true lazy person. My personality changes with my mood. When I'm happy, I'm a cheerful child. When I'm unhappy, I'm an autistic child. When I'm depressed, I'm a melancholic woman. When I'm very angry, hehe, I'm a violent woman. Most of the time, I'm very quiet and don't talk much. Music, pop music, especially love songs. She had learned martial arts and hidden weapons since she was young. In addition, she didn't like dresses. [Favorite food: As long as the taste buds can accept it.] Talent: I can sing and play the piano, but I only know how to play pop music. To me, classical music is lullaby. I also know how to play the flute. Most importantly, I like to watch cartoons. Because of this, I was teased by my friends for a long time. They said that I wouldn't grow up. Sigh, it's hard to be a child. " As for my family, I don't have any. You'll definitely ask me about my life, right? Hehe, although I don't have any family, I don't know why there are always people who send me money. Each time, it's 100,000 to 300,000 yuan. The interval is three years. At first, I thought it was a scam.

"Yes, at the beginning, I was only seven years old at that time. I graduated from kindergarten with the help of a kind person. One day after school, a person wrapped in clothes handed me an envelope with a bank card and a letter. He left without saying a word. I had no choice but to ask the teacher to read the letter for me. Who asked me to not know many words? The letter only said that someone would send me money every three years to ensure that I would have nothing to worry about." The condition was that I had to become the disciple of the martial arts teacher named in the letter. The teacher disagreed at first, thinking that this was a scam. However, I did as it was written because I was just an orphan. There was nothing on me that could be cheated. Moreover, it was impossible for me to not have parents. I held onto the mentality of luck and thought that this was done by the parents I had never seen before.

"In the end, there was no result. I became the disciple of that teacher and worked hard to learn martial arts every day. At the same time, I used the money in my card to pay for all my needs. Then, I turned eighteen this year. That martial arts teacher had passed away three years ago. His other students organized his funeral for him and refused my help. I knew that they were thinking for me, but it also made me feel that I was out of place. After that, I didn't meet them. As for the person who sent me the money and the mysterious person from back then, they didn't appear in the end." Now that I think about it, it's a little unbelievable. Perhaps it really is my parents that I've never met.

"Minmin, I'm not done yet. Let's go back together.”When I came to the class next door, I saw Cheng Min, who had short hair, wiping the blackboard. Chalk dust flew all over the sky. I hid outside the door and shouted, I wouldn't go in with so much dust.

"Ya Ya, what are you hiding for? Come in and help.”Holding the blackboard eraser, Cheng Min pointed at me and shouted, looking like a leader instructing an employee.

She stuck out her tongue playfully. Who wants to work? It's not like she doesn't know that I'm lazy." Then take your time. I'll go back first.”After saying that, he quickly left. When he heard the angry roar behind him, he felt proud. Although he was very lazy, he persisted in his daily training. As a martial arts student, he had to practice every day. Sigh, was it easy for him?

The house I live in is not far from A University. I only need to cross two streets and a park to reach it. I hereby declare that I'm renting a house. As usual, they passed through two streets filled with people and cars. The park that they had to visit every day appeared in front of them. The park was quite large and the facilities inside were not bad. Whether it was fitness facilities for the elderly or entertainment facilities for children, they had everything. Moreover, the scenery was wonderful. The flower beds and trees gave people the illusion that they were in the suburbs. It was spring now. Look at the birds on the trees and the colorful flowers in the flower beds. It was a veritable bird song and fragrance.

But it was so strange. Where did those people usually go? Standing in the middle of the park, I looked around and couldn't find a single person. Usually, when I came back, I would see many old people and children. Those people were quite familiar with me because I came here every morning to practice martial arts. I originally wanted to borrow soap from the grandma next door to wash my clothes. Forget it, I'll go next door when I get home.

So I crossed the park as usual and stopped. Oh my god, where is this? Where is my home? Why is there a tennis court in front of me? Also, listen to what the people around me are saying. Japanese, earth, why am I in Japan? Wait a minute, why did that person in the stadium look so familiar?

I walked over to the person who looked familiar. His hair was grayish-purple. Was it dyed or natural? There was a mole at the corner of his eye. His eyes were quite sexy. His clothes looked like the Frost King uniform from the King of Nets. Wait, Frost King?! Could it be…" You, you're not called Atobe Keigo, are you?”I pointed at the man in front of me who looked like Apollo. Please don't say yes.

"Yes, I am. Who are you, this unglamorous woman? Huh?" I saw the man twirling his bangs. His voice was so nice that it sounded like the universe, but it also brought me a bolt from the blue. That was-I've transmigrated!!!

I didn't give up. I asked the girl opposite the man who looked like Ju Xing," Are you Ju Xing from Unmovable Peak?"”The girl slowly nodded. Very well, I've given up. But, God, you're joking. Why did you send me here? I'm so lazy. In the past, someone gave me money and I didn't have to worry about living. But here, I'm unfamiliar with the people and the place. What should I do?

"Ah, thank you for helping me confirm a big deal. Goodbye.”I instantly hid my surprised expression and said expressionlessly. Then, I turned around and muttered in my heart, What to do, what to do, what to do…

"Stop, did I say you can leave? Huh?" Behind him, the voice that he had heard countless times sounded again.

He turned around and sighed at the flawless queen that Xu Fei had mentioned. The queen's appearance here meant that the regional preliminaries had already begun. The protagonist, Ryuuma Echizen, had already entered Qingxue and became the main candidate. Frost Monarch's next opponent would be Fudo Peak, right? It seemed to be more than 20 episodes in the animation. Today was the day of suffering for the Sea Hall. She pushed up the purple glasses on her nose bridge." What do you want then?”I'm very depressed now. Even if you're the queen, you'd better not provoke me. Otherwise, this lady will serve you with her fists.

"Your name? Huh?" On the other side, the Queen, who was supposed to tease Ju Xing, asked.

" F * ck, this voice is really too beautiful, but why are you asking me for my name?" He rolled his eyes and smiled." I'm from another world, so this world should be blank to me." Atobe Keigo, President of the Ice Emperor School's Student Union, Head of the tennis club, and the young master of a financial group. If your family background is so powerful, you can check it out yourself. I don't want to say it, bye."”After saying that, I left. I still have to worry about my life so I don't have time to tangle with that narcissistic young master.

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