lost narrative poem

Chapter 132 Happy New Year!

"Student Chen Zhen?"

Yitiao Le looked a little confused, scratched his cheeks and thought for a while, but he didn't think of anything, so he focused on the main point: "This name seems... Are you Chinese?"

"That's right, me too... Well, I just transferred to another school last year..." Xia Ran replied casually, but paused halfway, as if she was seriously thinking about how many years ago it was.

"No wonder your skill is so good!"

Yitie Le suddenly realized something, seemed to understand something completely, and became excited at the same time, "But so, are you a senior in the senior year? I'm in the first year of high school..."

It seems that his logic is a bit strange. Is it the kind of misunderstanding that Wai Guoren often has about Chinese people?Do you think that as long as you are Chinese, you must know kung fu in human design?

Impossible?Those crooked nuts like Yankees are fine. After all, they are separated by almost half a world, as if they are in two different worlds. Misunderstandings are also normal.

However, this is Japan... Is this guy brainwashed because he watched too many martial arts movies and kung fu movies?

Xia Ran thought about it, and felt that this was very possible, and immediately looked at Yi Yi Le with pity.

So while he stopped, he reached out and patted the thin high school student on the shoulder, and said in an old-fashioned way——

"I didn't say that, since it's already the first year of high school, it's better to distinguish between fantasy and reality."

"?"

Yile suddenly felt a little unclear, so a question mark slowly popped up above his head, why did the senior suddenly say this to himself, and he couldn't understand what it meant.

"Okay, we're already at school..."

However, Xia Ran didn't say much on this topic, but just looked forward, and her tone suddenly became brisk for no reason.

"The bell will ring soon, so don't waste any more time, go back to your own classroom, and remember to be more careful in the future."

"Ah? Oh..." A Le looked forward subconsciously, only to see the still unfamiliar school gate appearing in front of him, and he had completed the short distance without knowing it.

He hurriedly replied, and then as if he suddenly remembered something, he called out quickly, and fumbled around on his body in a hurry, and took out the phone from his pocket after a few seconds——

"By the way, senior Chen Zhen, I forgot just now, I haven't...uh..."

He didn't go on with what he said, and stopped abruptly, because the moment he raised his head, he realized that there was no one around him.

"..."

"..."

Subconsciously looking around, Yi Yi Le found the boy's back at the front school gate.

At this time, Xia Ran had already walked into the school gate as a matter of course, just like other students who entered one after another, but although most of them were wearing standard school uniforms, his figure was still easy to be the first time to be found.

It's not because of his tall and slender figure, but because of the strange aura that he exudes naturally. He himself is not aware of it, and he turns a blind eye to the frequent sneak peeks from the people around him.

"No matter how this senior walks, there is no sound of footsteps..."

Seeing that conspicuous figure disappearing into the crowd, Yitiaole immediately scratched the back of his head helplessly, gave a wry smile, and put away his phone while sighing a long time.

It's just that having said that, this senior is really capable of doing his own thing, leaving as soon as he says, doesn't he even have time to listen to himself say a word?

Of course, Yi Le can also feel that the other party's behavior is not arrogant and defiant.Otherwise, there would be no need to meddle in other people's business like that before, and I would have extended a helping hand to myself——

Although it is said that there is nothing wrong with Yiyi Le, it is purely a misunderstanding, but his father's loyal subordinates have been beaten twice in succession for no reason and for no reason.

But this is enough to prove what kind of person this classmate Chen Zhen is.

only--

"Chen Zhen... I haven't heard of this name..."

Raising one hand and scratching the back of his head, the thin boy was thinking hard, wondering if he had heard of this name before, and he always felt a little familiar, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.

"bell--!!"

But at this moment, a clear and sharp bell rang through the entire campus, interrupting a happy train of thought.

"Oops! It's too late!"

The thin boy, as if he had just woken up from a dream, hurriedly ran forward, followed the crowd in front who quickened their pace, and rushed into the school gate with the speed and momentum of a [-]-meter sprint.

The teacher guarding the gate looked on coldly. He was used to it. He even raised his wrist to look at his watch from time to time, as if he would close the gate ruthlessly the moment the bell rang at any time.

This put a lot of psychological pressure on the students who were running wildly, making them miraculously speed up a few points after already reaching the limit speed...

Probably the kind who can't see clearly in the surveillance.

……

……

Xia Ran returned to her seat and sat down before the bell rang.

He glanced at the death sprint that was performed every day outside the window, then opened his schoolbag, took out the books inside, and then started his daily rhythm.

From the moment he walked into the classroom, he vaguely felt that he had become a certain kind of focus. There seemed to be such a moment of silence, followed by vague sights from all directions.

But this is an illusion, purely excess self-awareness - Xia Ran thinks so, and he knows it well.

Because he has tried it before, whether it is in elementary school or junior high school, he has experienced this many times.For example, I asked for a few days off for some reason and didn't come. When I came back to school later, I always felt that the whole class was looking at me as soon as I walked into the classroom.

It seemed that everyone was paying attention to him and wondering what he had done, which made him feel very uncomfortable at that time... But in fact, others didn't care at all, and many people even didn't notice that he didn't come to school for a few days.

——This is actually an over-magnification of self-existence, taking oneself too seriously.

It's probably the same now. Even though Xia Ran knows the reason, she still can't escape the influence of this mindset.

Because from his personal point of view, he hasn't come to school for another two months.So I subconsciously had this illusion, thinking that other students are also concerned and curious about me because I haven't been here for a long time... This is also a very normal thing.

Xia Ran was very sure of her guess, and felt that it was all an illusion, and she couldn't limit her words and deeds because she cared too much about others.

So like this, the young man turned a blind eye to his surroundings, resting his chin on one hand, tilting his head, slowly pondering over the books spread out on the table, turning the pages from time to time, his movements were very light and slow.The morning light outside the window just passed through the canopy of the cherry blossom trees outside, sprinkled spots of light through the gaps, dotted on his body, and fell on the table and books in front of him...

It seems that even the air has quieted down around him, no matter who it is, as long as it looks in Xia Ran's direction, there will be an indescribable feeling, not only quiet and comfortable, but also a kind of indescribable feeling. A sense of gentleness in words.

It was an incomparably unique temperament, extraordinary and detached, so detached that there was almost a distorted feeling, making him seem to be surrounded by hazy mist, making it hard to see clearly.It is like a misty fresh mountain mist, elegant and timeless.

There were even some girls whose eyes almost burst into flames. They were actually jealous of the book Xia Ran was reading from the bottom of their hearts.

"Ok?"

Probably because that kind of gaze was too hot, Xia Ran looked up and looked around, and those people around him woke up instantly, came back to their senses and hurriedly retracted their gaze, not daring to talk to him at all. He looked at each other.

It's strange, I always feel that the feeling of being watched just now is very clear... Is it really an illusion?

Xia Ran glanced around suspiciously, but found nothing, so she buried her head and continued to read.

The books are actually those magic textbooks, but he wrapped a cover on the outside to cover it up a little bit—in fact, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t cover it up, because no one can understand the magic that doesn’t exist in the earth system except himself. Alien characters on the Internet.

Even if Xia Ran said that this was the onset of her second illness, it didn't matter if she created her own Martian script. Even if someone suspected it, she couldn't tell why, so it was completely fine.

He didn't expect to rely on these basic magic knowledge to make himself a great magician who is proficient in magic immediately, and to master all kinds of unpredictable and mysterious powerful magic abilities by self-taught.

This is not realistic at all. After all, these basic textbooks do not record any specific spell models, only some expositions on the principles of magic, and there are quite...significant differences in the worldview.

For example, in the world of these sources of knowledge, the magic power comes from Aetherius or can also be understood as the original energy of the magic plane. It is gathered and introduced into the mortal world through the sun or stars, and various methods are applied to this energy. One of the processes utilized is called magic.

It all started with Magnus, the living designer.He created the world of mortals, but in the end, for unknown reasons, he stopped the plan and paid a lot of money to return to Aetherius.

This great being tore through the annihilation and formed a huge "hole", and this "hole" was the sun.Afterwards, many original spirits followed in his footsteps and left, and the holes that were broken were stars.

Magic energy also flows into the world through these holes, which is why people born under different constellations have different abilities, and the constellation affects their fate.

But the reality he is in is that the sun is a star, and the stars are other celestial bodies, not big and small holes leading to other realms, and it is estimated that there will be no magic power flowing out of them.

As a lost person, Xia Ran has the rule extension of the white space on her body, which is equivalent to a "compatibility patch", which can directly use the abilities of things from different worlds, but it is only usable.

When he is ready to delve into the mysteries of the principles behind it and prepare for self-study, he must face up to the difference.

(PS: New Year's Day, Happy New Year, everyone...Although I want to try not to be pigeonholed, but this is my limit, I still have a hard time using my mobile phone to find time for the chapter of intermittent coding... Tomorrow will be a whole day I won’t be at home anymore, it’s force majeure during the Chinese New Year, forgive me... um... nod...)

(End of this chapter)