Ling Chen, no, he should be called Nangong Xiao now. After calming down, due to his many years of 'work' experience and cautious habits, he began to carefully analyze the memory fragments in his mind.
The cautious him would not allow any mistakes to occur because of his carelessness! Especially now that it was almost a year in the future, he had no choice but to try his best to understand the social changes in this missing year.
Through the memory fragments in this body, Nangong Xiao felt slightly relieved that the world had not changed much. China was still the same. The elders still took turns to be the banker. Number one was still the same number one.
The Americans were still the world's boss, at least on the surface. It was still the big black horse carrying the flag. It seemed that a new round of presidential election had begun. Mao Xiong was still led by the tough guy, Pu Jin, who seemed to have an ambiguous relationship with China, but in fact, they were using each other and keeping a close eye on each other. The Middle East was still in chaos, and R Nation, Southeast Asia, and other small countries were still stirring up trouble in the East China Sea and South China Sea…In short, from these memory fragments, it seemed that the world had not changed much in the past year.
However, he was used to being cautious, so he still wanted to know more about what had happened in the past year. He quickly remembered that his ex's phone was still in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was a domestic Legend P1C72. It was a mid-end product that cost about 2,000 yuan. It was not bad.
What was even more fortunate was that the phone was not crushed when the ex fell from the tree.
Soon, Nangong Xiao unlocked the screen of his phone and went online to check on the big and small events that had happened in the past year.
After a while, Nangong Xiao finally stopped. Although there were some news topics, in general, it was no different from the society a year ago.
This way, he could be at ease. At least, there would not be any mistakes when he applied his knowledge from his previous life to this body.
Nangong Xiao was relieved, but he thought about the organization. He didn't know what the organization was like now. The old man from Division Seven who was in the same batch as him had disappeared completely after he left. How were the members of the new batch now?
Although he was curious, Nangong Xiao didn't really want to confirm it. His dream was to completely get rid of that dark life. Now that he had obtained this convenient identity, which could even be called a happy identity, he wouldn't be stupid enough to get involved again.
It was not that he was unpatriotic. As someone who had grown up under military brainwashing, he dared to say that he loved his country more than anyone else. However, the price he had to pay for this love was too high. After enduring it for one life, he really did not want to endure it for another life.
Even if the bald monk and the others knew about it and scolded him for being a deserter, he would rather bear this guilt and live on in a small way.
He yearned for being small and ordinary. He envied the ordinary people who were troubled by daily necessities. He only yearned to stand under the sun and live a life under the sun.
Nangong Xiao let out a long sigh and stopped thinking about the organization. He continued to read all kinds of news on his phone to kill time.
Nangong Xiao only stopped when the bell rang for the end of the class.
After the bell rang, Doctor Mo, who had long returned to the school doctor's office, pulled open the curtain and asked Nangong Xiao, who had already sat up," How's your body?”
"It should be fine. I feel very good now.”
"That's good. There's still one more class before lunch break. If you really feel unwell, I can help you ask for leave from the form teacher and let you leave school early to go to the hospital.”
"Thank you, Doctor Mo, but there's no need. I think I'm really fine.”Nangong Xiao didn't choose to leave school early because everything was new to him.
Of course, it wasn't that Nangong Xiao didn't attend high school in his previous life. It was just that he was monitored by the Special Operations Department when he was in high school. As one of the most precious talents of the imperial court, a flawless resume was very important. However, it was also very important to prevent the loss of rare talents.
Therefore, the three years of high school and four years of university seemed like a good thing on the surface, but in reality, Nangong Xiao was like a prisoner. Moreover, he had to act while he was in prison.
It was also because of this that he was looking forward to this kind of young and free high school life where he could even do whatever he wanted. At least for now. If he felt bored in the future, he would make plans again.
After bidding farewell to Doctor Mo, Nangong Xiao did not return to his class directly. Instead, he went to the washroom to settle his physiological problems. Then, he carefully examined the person in the mirror.
Actually, this was his main purpose for coming to the washroom.
As someone who had to live on in place of this body, if he could even feel the appearance of this body was very vague, it really should not be.
However, Nangong Xiao was a little surprised when he saw the young man in the mirror. He was even shocked.
This was because he realized that the appearance of this body was 70% to 80% similar to his younger self. At first glance, Nangong Xiao thought that he had returned to his youth.
However, it was not exactly the same as when he was young. The person in the mirror was much thinner than when he was young, and at the same time, he was ten or twenty centimeters shorter. She was only 1.6 meters tall, and with her already delicate face, she looked very feminine no matter how one looked at her.
In the words of ordinary people, it was a male and female appearance. In the jargon of the ACG industry, it was a potential crossdresser.
"Looks like I have to put my physical training on the agenda…"
Of course, Nangong Xiao was not satisfied with this girly appearance, especially his height. In his previous life, he was more than 1.8 meters tall. However, the small arms and legs in front of him, his skin was fair and tender, and it could even be said that he had a delicate body. Nangong Xiao really could not accept it.
Fortunately, this body was still at the age of growth. As long as he exercised reasonably, he could grow taller under normal circumstances.
Of course, if it was caused by the genes of his family, then Ling Chen couldn't do anything. It was a pity that this body did not have the memories of his father and his immediate elders. Otherwise, he would be able to determine if there was a genetic problem with this body's height. The mother and sister of this body were not tall, so it was difficult to judge.
Although he was somewhat worried, Nangong Xiao didn't dwell on it. After coming out of the bathroom, he looked at the students walking in the aisle. The youthful aura and pure smile made Nangong Xiao happy.
As expected, the world under the sun was so beautiful.
With brisk steps, Nangong Xiao quickly went up to the third floor and arrived in front of the classroom of Grade 2 Class 1.
After calming his slightly excited heart, Nangong Xiao walked into the class.
However, just as he entered the room, Nangong Xiao was stopped by Ziju Lan who was running over.
"Xiao, are you feeling better?"
Seeing Ziju Lan's concerned look, Nangong Xiao also smiled slightly." I've rested for a period of time. I'm in a good state now. Don't worry."”
"Do you really not need to rest for a while?”Ziju Lan asked with concern as she walked to the first table with Nangong Xiao.
Tsk, this damn height allowed Nangong Xiao to still have the chance to sit at the first desk even though he was a boy.
This was not something to be happy about.
After all, Nancheng No.1 Middle School was a first-tier school. The class facilities were still different from many ordinary schools. For example, there were no deskmates here. They were all single tables. Moreover, there were only four groups in a class. Each group only had about eight students, which was 32 students.
Nangong Xiao's seat was at the first table of the fourth group. It was a window seat. To be honest, it was a good seat.
After Nangong Xiao returned to his seat, he said to Zichelan," I've never lied to you. I guarantee that I'm fine now."”
Seeing that Nangong Xiao was in good spirits, Ziju Lan felt slightly relieved. Just as she was about to say something, a slightly neutral voice came from the side.
"Oh, isn't this Nangong? Why is there a scoop on your head?"
It was Tang Silang, who was sitting at the last table of the first group…Alright, this name was quite special.
In class, Tang Silang and Nangong Xiao were more or less at odds. The reason was simple and cliché. It was because Tang Silang could not stand the sight of Nangong Xiao often hanging out with the school belle, Ziju Lan. He had also clearly expressed that he liked Ziju Lan, but Ziju Lan had no feelings for him at all. She had also clearly rejected him. However, Tang Silang had expressed his perseverance and would like to wear down a stone with constant drops of water, but Ziju Lan did not think much of it.
Actually, anyone in the class with a brain could tell who Ziju Lan liked.
Therefore, to put it simply, it was a cliché story of little wimps fighting over jealousy.
However, although Tang Silang came from a well-to-do family and was a second-generation heir, he didn't have any bad habits of bullying others. At most, he would mock Nangong Xiao, who was usually quiet. Therefore, although Ziju Lan didn't like Tang Silang, she didn't break off relations with him. At least, they were still classmates.
Nangong Xiao glanced at this Tang Silang. He was also handsome and talented. In fact, he was even more attractive than Nangong Xiao in terms of height and figure. It was no wonder that in his predecessor's memories, he always thought that this guy was a 'strong rival'.
It was a pity that his ex really lacked understanding of girls. If he had come, he would have already confirmed his relationship with Ziju Lan.
"Hey, Nangong, did you get knocked silly? Why aren't you saying anything?" Seeing Nangong Xiao staring at him for a long time without saying anything, Tang Silang frowned and then added," Although I have nothing to say to you, we are still classmates. If it was someone from another class who did it, I will help you get back at you after school for the sake of our classmates."”
He didn't expect that this little brat who only knew how to fight for the wind and drink vinegar would still have principles…
Nangong Xiao smiled to himself and said," I accidentally fell from a tree and got injured. But thank you. Student Tang, you're not bad."
"Uh…eh?"
Tang Silang was stunned when he saw Nangong Xiao's aged manner. Even Ziju Lan had a strange look on her face.
Tang Silang was stunned for a moment before he pointed at Nangong Xiao and said," Xiaolan, did this guy hurt his head?”
"You're the one who broke your head!" Ziju Lan pointed her nose in dissatisfaction, causing Tang Silang to smile awkwardly. However, Ziju Lan also felt a wave of doubt in her heart, because Nangong Xiao gave her a very special feeling at this moment.
However, Nangong Xiao was very calm at this time. After confirming that this body did not have any special connection with the imperial court, he had already decided that even if he had to live on in place of his predecessor, he would live his true self.
Let's just let the professional disguise die with the explosion…
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