This is a Mandarin class.

Yu Ruoling, who has a natural talent for literature, forced herself not to turn her head to look at Li Qingfeng.

She stared hard at the textbook on the table, trying to squeeze a few more words out of head to write. And it was a tragic discovery that she couldn't squeeze out at all.

Now, she wants to squeeze Li Qingfeng even more - a certain "good friend" who has been singing non-stop for 30 minutes since the beginning of class, and sings the same lyrics.

'Is the first friend in my life so exciting like this？Damn a little regretful.... I'll definitely become someone's accompaniment player after class.'She thought.

Poke poke poke.

The tip of the mechanical pencil in Yu Ruoling's hand swayed faster and faster with the restless hand. It's her going into thinking mode -- and it's a symbol of fast movement.

After listening to brainwashing songs for so long, these lyrics were like rubbings, completely imprinted in her heart. There is also a Fearfully Step By Step plot.

Whether it is the distributive suspicion of the nine princes vying for the throne, or the struggle for the heroine. She doesn't understand, why is the heroine so popular？

Obviously just a palace maid, even if the heroine's father has a court position, it won't be a terrible competition, right？

The supporting actress can also be the heroine's "opponent", and her sister is the main room of the eighth prince, which is much bigger than the heroine's sister who is only a side room.

Why are they all like sunflowers chasing the sun, and they insist on the heroine？

Yu Ruoling asked herself a very long question, the pen in her hand poked faster and faster, "Why？"

'zi'

She finally froze completely, and a hole was poked out of the Mandarin textbook！Oh！God！She is so sorry..., this is a new, brand-new, brand-new textbook！

God how could she be so stupid, crying...

...

"Hehehe, let's poke it again."

Anyway, it's already broken, so it shouldn't matter from the broken hole to the broken hole.

A strange smile appeared on Yu Ruoling's face. And…

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Poke.

*

On the podium, there is a Mandarin teacher whose eyes grow with self-consciousness.

'Come back, eyes, don't look there anymore. Concerned about a 9-year-old who is torturing a textbook？No, she just didn't want to focus the class at all. This kind of child who can't sit still, the teacher doesn't need to pay much attention to her.'

The Mandarin teacher thought, and desperately turned her eyes back to the other good students who were writing notes, and smiled with satisfaction.

Unknown reasons, the scene of Yu Ruoling poking at the textbook with a pen, with a terrifying smile on her face, suddenly emerged in her head.

She immediately crawled, full of, goosebumps on arms.

'Freak, I really don't know what kind of bad student she will become in the future.'

Not realizing that she has become a "freak" on the blacklist of Mandarin teacher, Yu Ruoling has long since jumped out of the cycle of poking the textbook and returned to the first thinking mode.

In her own words, it's probably "contemplative pose", but just rubbing the bridge of the nose, not the chin.

'Is it because the heroine is a modern person, and the modern ideas are so different from those in ancient times that the traditional ideas of hair loss are very novel and special to the princes, so they fell in love with her？'

Or is this the "protagonist halo" that aunt said？It is mean that the protagonist is born with the concept of a heartthrob, undead ability, and a perfect ending.

'It seems like there are.'

Hmm.... she really want to go through the ancient times and try it out. Maybe it won't become a heartthrob, but a mummy lying in a coffin.

Feeling ashamed by her own stupid thoughts, Yu Ruoling snorted again in her heart, "Let's concentrate on class."

And the class bell rings.

'Why！Bell you such a...！You betrayed me！'She roared in silence.

*

After the school was over, the two walked side by side in a small alley, and the scenery in front of them was quietly and slowly changing.

Yu Ruoling suddenly felt as if she was being pulled up by the attraction of the flying saucer, and the whole person floated for a few seconds, as if she had no body, so light.

Then, the temples on both sides of the head quickly spread the pain of extreme contraction. She couldn't help but stop, lowered her head and closed eyes, pressing forehead with her hand.

"Why didn't you walk, Ling？"

"No, suddenly it's bright and I can't open my eyes."She decided not to tell her friend.

Countless times, the migraine started to attack again. Today's feeling is quite special. She have to record it when arrive home.

"It's bright？But the sunshine is not very big？Have you used eye drops？"

Li Qingfeng remembered that her mother said that after using some eye drops, the eyes will be more sensitive to light.

"Yeah, I used mydriatic in the toilet just before leaving school."

And Yu Ruoling, who inherited the family's high myopia gene, took out the name of the medicine recently used to maintain the eyes as an excuse.

"I'll just say it！"Li Qingfeng said.

Yu Ruoling kept repeating some ridiculous stories and jokes that she had heard before in order to maintain her current extremely poor mental state.

When she woke up in the afternoon, her temples were beating like a pulse, and she was sure that she would have a headache today.

...

Finally got home, she forcibly endured the pain that her head was about to burst, and shouted "I'm back！" after trying to see if there were any other family members.

She closed the door and fell on the sofa with her head in arms, gripping the hair by her sideburns tightly, taking deep breaths so as not to accidentally spit out her lunch.

After a while, Yu Ruoling finally fell into a soft sleep on the single-seat extended leather sofa.