Chapter 3

On the counter attack of school dregs (2)

When Lu Qingwan came to the living room, Lu's father was surprised to see the thick bangs Lu Qingwan put aside. He even stopped reading the newspaper. Lu's mother brought out breakfast from the kitchen and was stunned to see Lu Qingwan.

"Late..." mother Lu put her breakfast on the table and wanted to say something, but she was afraid to say something wrong and hurt her daughter's fragile heart, so she hesitated.

Lu Qingwan pondered over the host's character and sat down at the table with his head down.

Lu's father took a look at Lu's mother and motioned her to stop talking, so as not to let Lu Qingwan, who had managed to get rid of the thick bangs, put them down again. For Lu's father and mother, Lu Qingwan's thick bangs are equivalent to Lu Qingwan's closed heart. Now Lu Qingwan's reason to push the bangs aside means that Lu Qingwan is trying to open the door in his heart. They can't scare Lu Qingwan.

Lu's mother nodded, so that Lu Qingwan didn't ask Lu's father and mother to raise her bangs, which made Lu feel relieved.

After breakfast, Lu Qingwan went back to his room to do his homework.

Back in the room, Lu opened his homework and asked system A1, "A1, do you have any golden fingers?"

Without waiting for A1 to answer, Lu Qingwan held his cheek and continued: "I remember the systems I saw were all kinds of golden fingers, such as peerless martial arts, time travel, immortality, or points for goods?"

"No A1 high cold interrupted Lu Qingwan's imagination.

"Ah? Why not? " Lu Qingwan was disappointed.

A1 Reply: "this system is a serious rescue system, not a golden finger system."

Lu Qingwan: "I'd like to say that what's the use of you?

"No golden finger?" Lu Qingwan wrinkled his face and was a little unhappy. Why is it that what he heard is different from what he actually saw?

A1 It seems to be a little hesitant: "this system will give some help to the host appropriately, but only when each world allows it."

Lu Qingwan's eyes brightened: "that's right! What is the golden finger that I can get in this world? Can you help me with my homework? "

"Help you improve your memory." A1 broke Lu Qingwan's illusion.

Lu Qingwan is helpless. Is this a golden finger?

"It's ok if the host doesn't accept it." A1 is aware of Lu Qingwan's idea and says it coldly.

"No, it's better to have something than nothing." Lu Qingwan said with a smile.

"By the way, A1, do you have the function of taking the indexes of human body as parameters?" Lu Qingwan wanted to look at his indicators just like the woman in the house.

"No A1 refused again.

Lu Qingwan tooted her mouth and sighed helplessly. How can she feel that her system is useless? Oh, in addition to improving her memory, since Lu Qingwan was admitted to one of the best universities in the world, she had a good memory. Now the shell has changed. This Lu Qingwan is Lu Qingwan of a university, not Lu Qingwan of ordinary college!

However, although Lu Qingwan complains now, he later feels that the system improves his memory. It's like an article. Before Lu Qingwan read it five times, he could only recite it roughly. Now, after reading it five times, he can recite it without losing a word. Lu Qingwan looked at the homework she had unfolded in front of her. Fortunately, she was admitted to the University by herself, and the knowledge of the world was the same as what she had learned, which made it easy for Lu Qingwan to do her homework.

In this way, adapted to his new body one day, Lu Qingwan began to look forward to seeing his rescue target tomorrow. Now it's a half semester of senior high school, and the mid-term exam is about to take place. According to the host's memory of Xia minghuai, Xia minghuai's study can't keep up with him now, and he has started a strange non mainstream form. Yes, it's the time when the non mainstream, Martian and smoke make-up fly together, sadness and colorful hair go hand in hand.

Thinking of this, Lu Qingwan sighs helplessly and corrects the rebellious youth. Will he be beaten“ Lu Qingwan "is a lonely little person in school, timid, cowardly, and some inferiority... Can I really? Don't fall apart!

Early the next morning, Lu Qingwan was awakened by the alarm clock, "ah, sad high school career." Lu Qingwan sighed and got up.

Who would have thought that she, who managed to get through the college entrance examination and squeeze through the college entrance examination, would come back again.

At the dinner table, Lu's mother has already prepared breakfast. Lu Qingwan is only responsible for eating with her head down.

Lu Qing arrived at the classroom very early in the evening, but fortunately the classroom was open. Lu Qingwan followed the memory of his host to his homeDesk, put down the bag, sit down, take out a book and start to read, of course, on the surface is reading, but in fact is thinking about his early leave late to the same desk, that is, the task object, thinking about how to guide him to the right way?

Many people came into the classroom. Lu Qingwan just showed his introversion and inferiority. Fortunately, the host didn't have to say hello to others, which saved Lu Qingwan's trouble.

"Well? You have a birthmark on your face in the late Qing Dynasty. " When a girl from the front desk came to the back, she seemed to find something.

Lu Qingwan knows that this girl is a famous little gossip. Her name is Xu Caijing. She looks pretty. In fact, she has no malice. She is just gossip and curiosity. After all, it's almost a year since the front and back tables. It's the first time that she has seen Lu Qingwan show her forehead and the birthmark on her face.

"Well." Lu Qing nodded slightly in the evening, learning to be introverted.

"I didn't find your bangs blocking me before." Xu Caijing can't help talking.

Lu Qingwan is quietly in front of the audience, but Xu Caijing has talked from the birthmark to the hospital where she went to the birthmark, and she doesn't mean to stop, especially when Lu Qingwan doesn't speak.

Just when Lu Qingwan was thinking about whether to interrupt with the excuse of endorsement, the class bell for early reading finally rang. It was really timely.

An early reading, Xia minghuai really in Lu Qing late look forward to the eyes of... Er, did not come.

Lu Qingwan looked at the timetable. The first class was Chinese, so he put his English books in the hole of the desk. As a result, when he was looking for books, his desk was knocked.

Lu Qingwan always looked at people. They were wearing big school uniforms, but the school uniforms were painted with strange symbols and words. There were lazy and ruffian smiles on their faces. Among the boys, some of their long hair was blue, and the big earrings on their right ears were slightly tilted. They were very handsome and ruffian.

Lu Qingwan knew that this was Xia minghuai.