"Sister Yuanyuan, your handwriting is really beautiful. Can you teach me how you write like this?"
"Well... Anyway, my handwriting has always been beautiful since I was a child. I was praised by my teacher when I was in school. But my handwriting is too straight and it always feels stiff."
Yuan Yuanyuan and Xiaoying kept writing until the lights on the roadside were turned on. During this time, Xiaoying's mother asked Xiaoying to go back for dinner. Before leaving, she came over to take a look and said with surprise that Yuan Yuanyuan's handwriting was really beautiful.
... I guess in the eyes of Xiaoying and her mother, Yuan Yuanyuan, an unemployed vagrant who has no income for years, must have escaped from some miserable place and is a semi-illiterate person who knows nothing.
Yuan Yuanyuan ran her hands through her hair. Her hair had indeed become too rough in recent years, so she really didn't look like she was still studying a few years ago.
But to be honest... Yuan Yuanyuan was a good kid who studied well back then.
When Yuan Yuanyuan was little, her mother was a gossipy person. She would always tell her, "Hey, the girl from Aunt Sun's house in the building in front of us is back again. I don't know where she went to fool around. She looked quite smart when she was little, but how come she has become so messed up when she grew up? She is not good at anything and no one wants her to work anywhere. She is not a good student..."
Between the ages of seven and ten, Yuanyuan Xiaoyuan would hold her chin and listen, nodding as she listened;
Between the ages of ten and fourteen, Zhong (II) Yuan Yuan would glare at her mother with disdain and ask, "Can you please stop talking? Is it fun to gossip about others everywhere?"
When she was fourteen years old, Ohara Yuanyuan's reaction was just to listen to her mother muttering about these things silently, but she did not interrupt or refute, and occasionally gave a polite smile.
But no matter what the reaction was... To be honest, Yuan Yuanyuan never thought that she would end up like "the girl from Aunt Sun's house in the front building."
She wasn't kidding, she really hadn't thought about it.
She has always worked very hard. She is absolutely not like “the girl from Aunt Sun’s house in the building in front”, who was naughty when she was young, lazy when she grew up, went out drinking with a bunch of bad friends until she vomited, and didn’t listen to her parents.
She has always been very obedient, went to school on time, followed the routine, and was also prepared to find a job, get married, have children, retire, and die in a routine manner...
Yuan Yuanyuan would be very proud to hear praise from her parents. She would also be very proud to hear praise from her teachers and classmates.
Generally speaking, if you follow these steps, you will have a perfect future.
But now... she seems to be no different from "the girl from Aunt Sun's house in the building in front".
Maybe someone is pointing at her from behind and saying, "Hey, that sloppy girl in the building in front of us who wears clothes that cost less than 100 yuan is back again. I don't know where she went to hang out. She's not good at anything and no one wants her to work anywhere. She's a bad student..."
It’s not that Yuan Yuanyuan hasn’t tried hard, she has really been trying to learn well.
She sighed, smoothed her hair, looked at the remaining postcards, and continued to write in a serious manner.
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"Ah... this kind of competition is just a money-grabbing scam..." Yuan Yuanyuan took a new issue of Mengman from the stall.
Ever since Xiaoying sent out two large stacks of postcards that day, she has been idle at home. It was not until this morning when Sister Xue told her that the pub was finally cleaned up and could open again that she prepared to pack up and go back.
Yuan Yuanyuan's time of picking her feet at home can finally come to an end. The "man in black" has been too much of a celebrity in recent weeks, so she doesn't dare go out on the street. Plus, she is a timid person, so she can only stay at home and not go out.
Their kind of work does not distinguish between Saturdays and Sundays, and they have to work even on holidays, so even though tomorrow is the weekend, Yuan Yuanyuan still has to go, even though even a high school student like Xiaoying can have fun the next two days.
What was I like when I was in high school
Yuan Yuanyuan recalled that the study atmosphere in their school was really terrible. Everyone seemed to be staring at each other, and some people with bad intentions would secretly scold you even if you studied for ten minutes longer than me. Poor students almost had no human rights. Even the dormitories were divided according to good and bad students. Poor students were not even qualified to live in the dormitories.
School ends at 9:30 p.m. and school starts at 6:30 a.m., with less than five hours of sleep a day. A person will become quite mature in a year.
As a result, the Ministry of Education has been rectifying the academic style in recent years, and the younger students are more relaxed than the previous generation, and the school is dismissed earlier and earlier.
So... not only the fighting between monsters, but also the fighting between humans is quite scary.
Yuan Yuanyuan walked towards home, listening to the messy noises coming from the neighbors' house, including the humming of the TV and the sounds of Xiaoying and her classmates eating.
She walked into the house, closed the bedroom door, climbed onto the bed, quietly took out her peace locket and checked the contents inside.
Almost everything in it has been translated, but the content was really beyond Yuan Yuanyuan's expectations. Before she saw the full text, Yuan Yuanyuan thought that the content might be a bit weird. It was not until she finished reading it all that she realized how weird it was.
After reading the entire article, she was a little unsure about what kind of feeling she should have towards the big shot who wrote this book, admiration or fear, respect or disgust.
But no matter what kind of person he is, one thing is beyond doubt: he is a genius.
Although Yuan Yuanyuan's level of classical Chinese translation is not up to professional level, the knowledge she gained in high school is enough. This monster created a method of practicing sorcery, which is very magical. It uses a very strange thing to practice.
This thing is what appears dozens of times in the text - blood.
And this thing must be... human blood.
This monster proposed a hypothesis of using human blood for cultivation in a very magical way, and implemented it himself. Judging from the results described in just a few dozen words, it was obviously quite good.
... But if this character were put in a novel, he would definitely be a cannon fodder.
According to the routine throughout history, those who dare to use human blood for cultivation are all villains, and they are definitely the first to die.
Yuan Yuanyuan actually didn't want to touch this thing anymore, either from a moral or IQ perspective. She put the peace locket back, quietly set an alarm, and then lay on the bed and slept until midnight.
When the alarm rang at twelve o'clock, she struggled on the bed for a while, then turned over and sat up, turned on her charged mobile phone, took out the Mengman app, and found the latest updated chapter of Monster Records.
Yuan Yuanyuan felt that looking at this thing was a bit like flipping through a book. It did not have the casual feeling she had before she knew what it was. Every time she flipped a page it was like tearing open a book.
This story is written based on the experience of the male protagonist, who is actually a character with a sarcastic aura. He is currently facing a very dilemma.
This guy is actually starting to prepare to do something big to benefit mankind.
Even though he is a small lower-class person in a famous and upright family, the protagonist is not a very rigid character. He is a little cunning and righteous. Judging from his appearance alone, this male protagonist is really handsome. It has been a long time since I saw such a handsome and comfortable protagonist in a comic.
After the protagonist came to the chaotic city, although he was lurking for a long time, he also did a lot of big things. The first big thing he did was to deal with many monsters in the chaotic city, openly and secretly, and the second big thing he did was to discover the large number of "humans" smuggled in the chaotic city.
Luancheng is worthy of being the most chaotic city in the monster world, and there is even the phenomenon of smuggling human food.
In fact, monsters cannibalism is a long tradition, but in modern times, because humans have gradually adopted some countermeasures, it is difficult for monsters to eat people without any worries as before, so many monsters have adopted this "smuggling" method. This is Ji Qiu's original words in the comics.
Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the line of words, bit her finger silently and nodded.
In fact, she had thought about the possibility of such a thing happening in the monster world before, but she had only seen it with her own eyes for the first time a few days ago. It was estimated that the girl at that time was "smuggled" in this way.
The smuggled humans might be those who have been missing for several years, or they might be illegal residents from remote areas... Yuan Yuanyuan looked at Ji Qiu's detailed explanation and felt that this guy really knew a lot. She was not very clear about this before, but she did not expect Ji Qiu to be so clear about it and even knew where the people got the information from.
Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly paused when she thought of this.
She suddenly flipped through a few pages quickly and stopped at a page.
The picture on the phone screen was of a familiar girl. This girl had a face that was very familiar to Yuan Yuanyuan, and was wearing clothes that were very familiar to Yuan Yuanyuan.
Yuan Yuanyuan remembered the price of this dress very clearly, it was 19.5 yuan. When she first came here last year, it happened to be a clearance sale at Tuerling across the street, so she bought several sets in a row.
It's pure black and not a good fabric. It's pilling after being worn for so long. I don't know which brand it's imitated from. But even though the material is terrible, the style of the clothes is still pretty good and it makes her look slim. After she put it on, she felt that her slim waist was exposed.
Although Yuanyuan's frame became a little bigger after the transformation, she could still fit into the dress. She liked the pure black one the most, and there was another pure white one, which was almost torn after being washed.
That day she went to smash up the pub... She was wearing this outfit.
Yuan Yuanyuan did give this dress to the girl on the screen, because when the girl was rescued by her, her clothes were already torn, and Yuan Yuanyuan didn't have any at the time, so she could only take off the dress and give it to her.
She was now looking at the girl on the screen who was supposed to be sent to the Public Security Bureau by her using the map navigation. She picked up her clothes and sniffed them... Then she looked up with a look of disgust and said, "There's no evil spirit at all... It smells like Liby laundry detergent."
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Yuan Yuanyuan sniffed the smell on her body and it was indeed the smell of cheap Liby laundry detergent...
This is not her fault. She wants to save water, so she usually washes her clothes by hand and only uses the washing machine when she needs to spin dry...
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Ahhhhh! Fuck! This is too cliche!
You are such a serious man, why are you learning to dress like a crossdresser! And what about the "sixteen-year-old girl" you mentioned in the bar! Is this the level of your inspection? If I knew this guy was the protagonist, I would have let him die on the table long ago!
Yuan Yuanyuan was lying on the bed, screaming silently.
She didn't know how to describe her feelings, especially after watching the little girl on the screen rub her face twice, revealing an especially upright and manly face...
“Is this monster stupid? Why did God bring me to the Public Security Bureau? Ordinary humans will be killed even if they are sent to the Public Security Bureau, and the tavern can’t let the news spread... And he actually used a map to navigate... My god, this monster looks pretty poor.” The protagonist on the screen muttered as he walked out of the Public Security Bureau. He was still wearing Yuan Yuanyuan’s black clothes, and looked like a gangster boss from somewhere...
Yuan Yuanyuan fell on the bed, like a turtle with its cover lifted...
There were many strange comments below. She only read the first one with the most likes, which read, "Ahhh, the protagonist in women's clothing is so fucking cute!"
Yeah... it's pretty cute... really cute.
Yuan Yuanyuan closed her phone and threw it on the bedside, without even looking at the remaining photos.
Fuck you, I'm irritated.