Zhu Yang didn't enter the game at night this time, and her mother called out suddenly.
I was shopping outside for afternoon tea at the moment.
It was rare for her mother to have no job today, so she was interested, so Zhu Yang would naturally not refuse.
But then again, since Zhu Yang became a player, it's hard to say anything else. With low-key and good things, he naturally has to keep his parents close.
Especially when it comes to food, in the past, if they had good food, they would often eat to keep fit. Later, when they got the Lingquan space, they often took over the work of buying vegetables and fruits at home.
Originally, I wished my father and my mother that although they were well maintained, they were no longer young. Especially in the past two years, Zhu Yangdu graduated from University, maybe the transition of children from students to social people is also a hurdle for parents' mentality.
At the very beginning, Mother Zhu was occasionally complaining to her that no matter how expensive skin care products were, or how regularly maintained and massaged, there was still no way to prevent wrinkles.
As a result, after Zhu Yang's recuperation, the two of them began to grow against their age.
Not to mention the inevitable skin and physical conditions brought about by age, business partners who know them are saying that they are getting younger and younger.
In addition to dressing stylishly, it is not limited to the so-called 'stable' of this age. Sometimes when I look at it in a trance, I think it's a young man in his thirties.
I wish mom's skin and body condition are better than most little girls who don't pay attention to the law of life, that is firm, young and active from the inside out.
When I go out, I am often approached by young men. If it was said that I was attracted to the charm of mature women in the past, then now I basically kill all ages.
As long as Zhu Yang spent her afternoon tea with her, she encountered several groups of people who ordered something from the next table.
Seeing that it was almost time to enter the game, Zhu Yang got up and said to her mother, "I'll go to the bathroom."
Wish Mom waved her hand: "Go quickly, I'll show you the bag."
This afternoon tea restaurant is relatively high-end, and the bathroom is spacious, clean and private.
Zhu Yang approached a compartment, glanced at the time on the phone, sat and waited for two minutes, and then entered the game.
I don't know if the garlic in the last game made Zhu Yang a bit miserable, which caused Zhu Yang to have resentment towards the game for the past two days. This time, the dungeon exchange window was empty.
directly into the game.
After the feeling of weightlessness, Zhu Yang opened his eyes and found himself on a school bus.
Because everyone around was wearing the same school uniform as her, but they were all girls, all kinds of people, but mainly white people.
Zhu Yang glanced at her, and she was the only Asian in the entire carriage. She was sitting in the back corner of the school bus, and she looked like she was being pushed out.
Clearly the white girls were much more active, sparring in the car, and the atmosphere was so unhappy.
The other races are seventeen or eighteen years old and look more mature than those of the American race, so Zhu Yang's appearance was not specially adjusted to be immature this time, and even mixing in it does not appear to be inconsistent.
However, Zhu Yang soon discovered the difference between these people. Compared with other campus copies, the general students are different from the existence of the background board.
All the girls in this car have a kind of aura. Of course, if they are described by the characteristics of players, they have a source of 'spiritual power'.
This is also the basis of the ability to emit. If Zhu Yang in the high-level field could only see a slight difference, then he can clearly see it now.
She can even see the size, number, tenacity, and smooth operation of the candle-like sources in different people's bodies.
Zhu Yang knew that this was the almost transparent ability to analyze the human body after the ability of the spiritual female player was revealed in the last game.
In conclusion, most of the girls in the car are good, and some of them are particularly special.
Of course, these special features are not dusty, except for one girl who looks introverted and timid, who is the most ostentatious.
Of course, excellence makes people confident and high-profile, of course.
Zhu Yang learned about the situation and stopped paying attention to the inside of the car, but turned over the contents of his schoolbag.
Textbooks are ignored, including a school brochure.
[XX Witch School]
Um? Is there really such a magic school in the modern background
It's not like the previous vampire school, which is only hidden in unknown conditions, but such a school title that is open and upright.
Like the school opened by Professor X, it is paradoxical to have a 'Genius Boys Academy', but this place is directly named after a witch.
Could it be that this belongs to a background similar to Harry Potter
At any rate, Zhu Yang, who was in the romantic period of children, was a little excited. For a while, this school bus will not drive through a wall or pass through a tunnel to appear in other spaces, right
To be honest, she can make the same or even more exquisite special effects with her own abilities. She can restore many of the abilities of the superheroes or fairy tale characters she longed for in the past.
However, the environment is still different.
Just when Zhu Yang put away the brochure and looked out the window expectantly, something smashed at her from the front.
Zhu Yang subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it, it was a ball of paper, just like a student deserting in class to attract others' attention.
She glanced at the paper ball in her hand, looked up, and saw a tall, white girl with blond hair in a ponytail looking at her and saying, "Hey! I'm talking to you, Asian."
Zhu Yang threw the paper ball up and down in his hand: "Speak!"
The girl with golden ponytail choked, then sneered: "We are very curious about how an Asian witch was admitted. It is said that you have no faith at all, nor do you believe in the existence of gods and demons."
"Is it true that this year the school has opened up places for Asia again, so you will sit here? Or even if the places are open, only you will be able to sit here?"
Does this background still have a contempt chain
Zhu Yang's recent experience is always the school copy, which is already very tired and crooked, and does not want to play with children.
The piece of paper in his hand was thrown back at the girl with the golden ponytail, and the other party didn't have time to pick it up, and was smashed right in the face.
It is said that no matter how hard a piece of paper is, it won't hurt anyone.
But the girl with the golden ponytail let out a scream of pain, and then fell back to her seat.
When he raised his head, his eye circles had already cleared.
"Oh, my God, what have you done?" The girls around her were in a hurry, and some pulled out mirrors amid the screams of girls with golden ponytails.
The other party collapsed when he saw his eye sockets, and stood up rubbingly: "You Chinese—"
Zhu Yang turned around with a classic school tyrant threatening face: "Huh?"
This picture actually looks a bit funny, because whether it is from the school structure, the race or class, or the comparison between the girl and Zhu Yang.
No matter how you look at it, the girls with golden ponytails are the ones who bully and intimidate others, and Zhu Yang should be a little white rabbit who is alone and shivering in a foreign country.
But Jin Mawei was so frightened that she took a step back, and even her body shrank, and she didn't know what she was counseling after she realized it.
Seeing this, Zhu Yang smiled kindly and said, "Didn't you ask why I was admitted? That's the reason."
"It doesn't make sense that spicy chickens who can't even avoid paper balls can enter the school, but a genius like me is out there?"
The girls in the golden ponytail are not willing to give up, but obviously they are not the top of the pyramid in this car.
In the front row, there was a girl with platinum blonde hair and her long, smooth hair neatly draped over her shoulders and suddenly said, "Rena, the sound of your duck is full of you as soon as you get in the car, you just can't learn to be quiet. Bar?"
The golden ponytail girl named Lena probably suffered a loss from the platinum blonde girl. Despite the girl's typical American sweetheart appearance, Reina, who was much stronger than her, had a flash of fear in her eyes.
After muttering a few times, the group of people put down a wait-and-see look at Zhu Yang, and sat back angrily.
Zhu Yang gave them a smile and gave them a middle finger. Seeing that the little girls were irritable and didn't dare to be presumptuous, they had a big appetite on the spot, and even took a few packets of snacks to eat under the cover of their schoolbags.
It seems that she will never learn to show adult tolerance to bear children in her life.
The school bus seemed to be driving for a long time, and after a while, the bustling atmosphere began to get lively again.
However, no one came to talk to Zhu Yang, and even a few of them looked like girls who would be excluded. When they saw her, they were either guilty or afraid of getting involved, or they couldn't hide their worries and fear of her. This moment of anger will lead to terrible revenge on the other side.
After all, the witch school has long been born with similar groups due to structural problems over the years.
Unfortunately, the school bus did not pass through the mysterious tunnel or wall, nor did it fly into the sky.
After an hour, we stopped in front of a huge manor-style building.
The school is large in size, stylish in style and tasteful, and a picture taken anywhere is a favorite photo landscape for Internet celebrities.
The buildings are uniformly white, which makes the sky more and more clean, and the swimming pool gardens and the like are cleaned very cleanly.
But it's more like a rich man's vacation estate than a school.
However, the number of students is very small. In addition to the dozens of people in Zhu Yang's car, there are also two different school years, and there are no more than 100 students in total.
Moreover, the school year is not divided according to the actual age and school year, but according to the strength of the magic performance of admission and the progress of the course after the school.
Therefore, it is often possible to see the lower grades in their twenties and the upper grades in their eighties and nines.
"Yuna is a genius." At this time, a voice appeared next to Zhu Yang, it was the platinum blonde girl in the car before.
Zhu Yang followed her line of sight to look at the eight or nine-year-old girl again. In fact, she was also the only child here. Although there were differences in the surrounding age, most of them were teenagers who should go to high school or college in reality.
The platinum blonde girl said: "Magic power usually appears when you are over ten years old, and it will be stable and available for us to use flexibly after a few years. The school's standard for beckoning students is not even at the level of flexible use."
"Yuna is only nine years old now, and she is only the third student in the school's history to be admitted under the age of ten."
Looking at the brochure, this school has been established for hundreds of years, which means that there have only been three such geniuses in hundreds of years.
After the platinum blonde girl finished speaking, she smiled at Zhu Yang and stretched out a hand: "My name is Yufei, it's nice to meet you, and I'm very interested in you."
Zhu Yang smiled and held the other's hand: "My name is Zhu Yang, and it's nice to meet you too."
But Yuffie, Yuna, and the two have the same hair color, plus they look alike, so it seems that they are bound by blood.
But Yuffie seemed to see what she was thinking: "Yes, Yuna is my cousin."
There was a hint of surprise in Zhu Yang's eyes, she was not so immature that she wrote everything on her face, so that people could see through it at a glance.
Yuffie said: "This is one of my abilities, mind reading."
He said and smiled: "Whether I want it or not, I am forced to hear countless voices and secrets every day."
She looked into Zhu Yang's eyes, and her eyes suddenly became oppressive: "Why, are you afraid?"
Because in the past, the person with whom she had a good chat would turn pale and uncomfortable the moment she learned of her abilities, and even the most cultivated person would have been guarded in the depths of their eyes.
But unlike what she thought, Zhu Yang just raised her eyebrows, looking like this—
"Yeah, I just said I couldn't be stupid enough to be seen through by a high school student."
Yuffie's face was filled with uncontrollable surprise: "You're not afraid—no, you say things like this as if you're not a high school student."
Zhu Yang smiled: "Look, it means that you can't hear all my secrets, or you wouldn't ask that."
Then, in the trance of the other party, he said something that Yuffie couldn't calm down: "And what I can do myself, why am I afraid because others can do it?"
After revealing the female player's mental attack ability and complementing the incomplete version she got from Adam, it was easy for her to invade a person's mind and know what the other party was thinking.
Even under the premise of the disparity in power, it is difficult to detect at all.
But Yuffie doesn't think so. Her family is a wizard family, and she has never seen someone with the same fear, vigilance and disgust ability as her in her life.
So much so that she didn't understand what Zhu Yang meant at first, and after thinking twice, she confirmed that she had heard it right.
The other party did say that she also has the ability to read minds.
Because she was too shocked, the girl lost her calmness in the past and wanted to refute loudly, but the other party's voice did not contain the slightest sense of guilt.
Then the other party said again as if thinking, "Oh yes, I'm actually a person who pays attention to privacy. Since you remind me, I can't let you hear my heart."
Yuffie said subconsciously: "This is impossible, even I can't control myself—"
Before she finished speaking, she found that Zhu Yang's voice completely disappeared from her ears.
When no one is standing in front of her, she can still make her feel so peaceful.
Yuffie's eyes looking at Zhu Yang were magical and dazed, and there seemed to be some light coming out of her beautiful green eyes.
Zhu Yang suddenly wondered: "Why does it feel like the beginning of a movie hero and heroine?"
Yuffie was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud. Compared with the eldest lady's graceful attitude before, it was much more vivid.
The teacher had already notified the meal, and Yuffie took advantage of the situation and said, "Let's have dinner together, heroine!"
Zhu Yang smiled: "Don't, if it's a movie, I will definitely compete for the absolute hero."
"You are not the same as the Asian wizards I remember. I thought you were generally silent and shy."
After the game, the two of them talked very happily, but unfortunately, when they were about to reach the restaurant, Yuffie was called away by the teacher, saying that the dean was looking for her.
Only later did Zhu Yang find out that Zhu Yang's status as an exchange student was actually an exchange student, so she did not belong to the lower grades like the freshmen at the beginning.
Of course, this school is not without other Asians besides her, but she immigrated here very early and passed the strict screening to enter the school normally. It is not the same situation as Zhu Yang.
The whole manor is not only pure white on the outside, but also fresh and light in the interior decoration, although it is a witch school that has been passed down for hundreds of years.
But as far as the environment seems to have no heavy sense of history, it is fashionable and elegant, and there is absolutely no evil and gloomy impression of a witch gathering place.
The whole restaurant is very big, like an indoor basketball court, spacious but not empty, and the decoration and furnishings are tasteful.
Each long white dining table has twenty seats, and the total number of teachers and students in the school is only six or seven.
There are candlesticks and flowers on the table, and there are even servants serving the crowd.
Not sticking to local tastes, in order to take care of minority students and teachers, there are all kinds of dishes.
Thinking of Zhu Yang, I saw several classic domestic dishes, and the servant specifically asked her if she wanted to get it for her.
To be honest, Zhu Yang himself attended aristocratic schools with extremely expensive tuition fees, and there were posts on the Internet that summarized the fees and treatment of such schools.
A school that may be so meticulous is only seen in Zhu Yang's life based on Zhu Yang's knowledge.
For example, some of them came from wizard families or wealthy families. Some freshmen from ordinary families didn't know where to put their hands. Many people seemed very cramped.
Zhu Yang was eating when she heard Lena, the girl with golden ponytail before, who was sitting diagonally opposite her, said to the servant, "Hey! Why don't you prepare some animal brains and internal organs for her?"
After speaking, he looked at Zhu Yang: "don't you all like to eat these?"
Zhu Yang dug a spoonful of mashed potatoes into his mouth, looked at the other party and said, "Indeed, the taste of mashed potatoes is too weak, I still prefer brain flowers roasted with various spicy spices."
As he said that, he took another spoonful, watching Reina's brain eat the mashed potatoes into her mouth.
The backs of those few people froze, and they whispered: "I heard that the wizards on their side can really eat people."
"Insects, guts, people, what else do they not eat?"
"It's okay, we just don't eat at this table." Zhu Yang smiled: "Actually, strictly speaking, all the creatures in this room are in my recipe."
Even if she doesn't eat it, Longlong and Xiaoji can swallow it, otherwise they can pack it for Zhang Cuihua.
The people around them only felt that they were infiltrating, but Leina and the others were not provoked. They exchanged glances, and then looked at Zhu Yang with some malicious intent.
Under the dining table, which no one could see, a doll the size of a slap appeared in a girl's hand.
She tucked a long black hair into the head of the doll in her hand, and then secretly cut her finger with a knife, dripping a drop of blood on it.
Then give a ready look to a few people around you.
The eyes of several people looking at Zhu Yang became more and more strange, and the girl simply put the doll on the table.
In front of Zhu Yang, while saying "Go to hell, bitch!", he inserted the knife in his hand into the doll's left arm.
The people around let out a burst of exclamations, but it was too late to stop them.
They are not newcomers like Zhu Yang, who know what the other party is capable of.
As long as you get a little bit of nails or hair, you may curse the other party. Who can guarantee that you won't lose a hair or two while walking? Simply impossible to guard against.
There is no rule in the school that you can't hurt each other, but you can't murder your classmates at will.
But because there is a powerful medical witch, even if there is only one breath left, it can be restored to its original state in an instant.
Therefore, conflicts between girls in general schools may be at most by pulling their hair and fighting, but here it is not surprising that they have broken hands, broken legs and belly.
However, the cursed Zhu Yang had nothing to do, and the hand that was peeling the shrimp didn't stop for half a second. Instead, it was the girl who cursed her, and a shot of blood suddenly spewed out of her arm.
Then she let out a sharp pained cry: "Ah—"
The whole restaurant was attracted by her, and when they saw the doll in front of her, they knew that she was cursing people regardless of etiquette.
But the strange thing is that no other girl was in the same situation. On the contrary, the injury on her own hand corresponds to the one on the doll's body.
The girl turned pale in pain and looked at Zhu Yang in disbelief: "You, you, why?"
Her curse has never failed, and even the teachers in the school can only prevent it, and there is no way to avoid injury when she has all the conditions and really activates.
The current situation is beyond her cognition, and she has always been confident in her ability, so looking at Zhu Yang, the whole person fell into a huge blow.
Zhu Yang fed the shrimp into his mouth, chewed it slowly and swallowed it, and then slowly said, "How can I know why?"
"When I was eating well, some people self-harmed in front of me. Even if we had an unpleasant experience in the car just now, let's talk about a humanitarian spirit. Don't choose what to choose when you eat? Isn't that the case? Retribution?"
Leina's group looked at Zhu Yang like a monster.
The teacher hurried over: "What's the matter?"
Then he pulled the other party's bleeding hand, and then stretched out his hand and waved, and the skin of the cursed girl returned to its original state, but the pain disappeared, but her face was still pale.
If you make trouble during the group meal on the school day, you will naturally be punished.
One of the red-haired teachers said, "Carmen, Zhu Yang, you two come to the office after the meal."
"No!" A voice suddenly came from the door of the restaurant.
Zhu Yang turned back and saw an elegant and arrogant white-haired woman standing there, next to her was Yuffie, who thought it was the principal who had just called away Yuffie.
The principal walked in elegantly and said, "It's just a fight between the students. When the school starts, it's normal for everyone to not see each other for a summer vacation. Today, there is no need to be so strict."
Then she looked at Zhu Yang, looked at her deeply, and smiled: "We welcome our exchange students from China, our school spirit is like this, please don't see outsiders, if you can't get used to it for a while - then take more time to get used to it. Bar."
Zhu Yang admired the principal's appearance. Compared with the principal of a witch school, she felt that he was more like a fashion editor, like Miranda in the movie "The Devil of Fashion".
God knows she likes the elegant, arrogant, mean and powerful devil when she watches movies.
Therefore, in the face of obvious bias, she also showed rare generosity—
"It's okay, I quite like this 'lively' school spirit that is suspicious and slapstick."
As he said that, he raised his hand, and all the dishes on the table hit the faces of the girls who had found fault before.
Zhu Yang said with a bright smile: "I'm so excited to see my new classmates."