There is no system for the anime, so I have to work hard on my own.

“Drip, drip, drip…”

A burst of rapid yet continuous alarm sounds broke the tranquility of the early morning and echoed in the bedroom.

A white hand slowly stretched out from under the quilt, like a ship lost in the darkness, and began to blindly search for the source of the sound.

It sometimes groped to the left, sometimes tried to probe to the right, trying to catch the alarm clock that kept making annoying sounds.

However, perhaps because Ye Yusheng was not fully awake, his fingers had lost their usual sensitivity and sense of direction. Despite trying for a long time, he still could not touch the target, as if it was something untouchable.

Time passed minute by minute, but the hand was still wandering and groping in the darkness.

Finally, the owner of the hand seemed to have found the direction suddenly and successfully caught the alarm clock he had been looking for.

The next second, with a crisp "pop" sound, the whole world returned to peace in an instant.

After completing its task, the hand slowly retracted into the quilt until the alarm clock, like a death warrant, rang again.

This time, the drowsy Ye Yusheng woke up instantly as if he had been electrocuted. He sat up, quickly looked at the alarm clock, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Well, fortunately, there is still time.

But the short time left was like a death warrant, constantly urging Ye Yusheng to speed up again and again.

He quickly took off his pajamas and threw them aside, then grabbed a set of school uniform and put it on without paying attention to the wrinkles. While buttoning his clothes, he walked towards the bathroom in his slippers.

I went to the bathroom, washed my hands, then grabbed the toothbrush, squeezed some toothpaste, dipped it in the faucet water and put it in my mouth.

As the rustling sound was heard, white foam soon appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Then put the toothbrush cup under the faucet to collect water. After rinsing your mouth, put the toothpaste and toothbrush in the cup and put them aside. Put your hands together to scoop up a handful of cold water and wipe it on your face. Then grab a towel to wipe off the water on your face and the remaining foam at the corners of your mouth.

The movement was as smooth as flowing water, as if it had been repeated hundreds or thousands of times, and had long been engraved into the body and become an instinct.

The long hair behind his head was casually tied into a small braid, which matched his handsome face and the scholarly air he exuded from inside out, as if he had read countless books, giving people a sense of elegance.

No wonder he is so popular in school.

Why is your hair so long?

That's of course thanks to the school.

Unlike domestic universities, which have strict regulations on hair length, hairstyle, and color, Japan's requirements for student hairstyles are really too relaxed.

So much so that he even grew his hair long.

Of course, there was also the reason that he was too lazy to go to the barber shop.

After washing up, changing his shoes, and grabbing his schoolbag, Ye Yusheng rushed to school like an arrow from a bow.

As for breakfast?

Ye Yusheng could only say that he had never seen many college students who would eat breakfast seriously.

what?

Is he no longer a college student?

Are you a high school student?

There's nothing we can do about it, because his living habits in his "previous life" were so bad...

So, skipping breakfast is normal, right?

perhaps.

……

On campus.

"Good morning, Mr. Hiratsuka." Ye Yusheng greeted the figure with long hair draped over his shoulders, wearing a suit and a white coat.

Hearing the familiar voice, Shizuka Hiratsuka couldn't help but turn her head, and then, as expected, she saw Ye Yusheng's panting and embarrassed appearance, and the words that were about to come out of her mouth were swallowed back.

The corners of her eyes twitched. She understood very well that the guy in front of her must have gotten up late again.

Well, I'm used to it.

She rolled her eyes at him, her tone tinged with teasing, "Hey, look! Isn't this the top student in our class? Why are you only here now?"

As she spoke, she looked at the clean but wrinkled school uniform on the man again, and was speechless again.

Didn’t you see your armband?

Don’t you know that it’s your turn to be on duty today?

He dared to appear in front of me without even tidying up his school uniform and looking sloppy. Isn't he just brainless and asking for a beating?

Although she thought so, Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't think too deeply about it. After all, good students have privileges no matter where they are, don't they?

And if good students have some problems in certain areas, it’s not a big deal, right?!

perhaps.

"Come here, I'll help you with your school uniform!"

Ye Yusheng also obediently took a few steps forward and walked in front of Hiratsuka Shizuka, being extremely well-behaved.

Having said that, I believe you all understand that Ye Yusheng is a time traveler.

When talking about time travelers, we have to talk about the indispensable plug-in for time travelers - the system.

Unfortunately, no one knows whether he traveled through time too early or the system got lost. In short, in short, he doesn’t have the system plug-in for time travelers.

So, who on earth said that a time traveler must have a system? Why don't you come out and get beaten?

Of course, people still have to survive without the system.

I don’t know if it’s because of the time travel, but Ye Yusheng is now a true super academic master.

How should I put it? It's the kind of thing where others have to study it seven or eight times and still don't understand anything, but he only needs to read it once to fully understand it.

He sometimes thought that if he had such learning ability before traveling through time, then he would be able to choose any number such as 985 or 211.

Unfortunately, I can't go back.

After straightening the wrinkles on his uniform, Shizuka Hiratsuka looked him over before nodding with satisfaction and commenting, "Well, he looks much more energetic now! He doesn't look that sloppy anymore!"

Then, he sighed again: "If I keep looking this handsome, I won't have trouble finding a girlfriend!"

As she spoke, she patted Ye Yusheng's shoulder. Perhaps because she was thinking about her own terrible luck in love, or because she envied Ye Yusheng's terrifying popularity in school, she couldn't help but pat him a little harder.

Ye Yusheng felt a pain in his shoulder and took a breath. He had reason to suspect that this was Shizuka Hiratsuka's retaliation against him for not fitting in.

He wanted to say something, but in the end, he remained silent.

Ye Yusheng, who has been deeply influenced by the idea of ​​not getting married, said that being single is the way to go!

That’s right, it’s definitely not because I can’t find a girlfriend. After all, who doesn’t want a sweet and soft girlfriend? (╥ ? ╥`)

The considerate Hiratsuka-sensei didn't dwell on this point too much and waved his hand: "Forget it, it's getting late, you should hurry up! If you dawdle any longer, you'll really be late!"

Hearing Mr. Hiratsuka's reminder, Ye Yusheng didn't delay any longer and ran towards the classroom. He didn't notice the helpless look on Hiratsuka Shizuka's face after he ran away.

It was even more impossible to hear the other person rubbing his temples and muttering to himself with a headache: "Tsk, it turns out to be another problem student. It's so difficult!!!"

Indeed, in the eyes of others, Ye Yusheng is a well-deserved perfect academic god——

Not only does he study hard and have excellent grades, he is also very handsome.

Of course, he would occasionally do some annoying, rather childish things. But they didn't mind. Instead, they thought it was awesome that the perfect academic god was occasionally childish! ! !

But in Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes, Ye Yusheng was undoubtedly a problem student, as if he had become a completely different person.

Not only is he lonely and friendless, he also lacks youthful vitality. More importantly, beneath his seemingly gentle appearance, he hides a coldness that keeps people at a distance. His heart is empty, as if a piece is missing.

Even if he occasionally smiled, it seemed so unnatural, like a mask, which made her think of the guy who called her Xiaojing.

In short, in her eyes, Ye Yusheng is a super problem student who is even more difficult to deal with than the second-in-grade iceberg girl Yukinoshita Yukino.

After all, Yukinoshita Yukino is a little bit aloof, has a sharp tongue, speaks bluntly, has a weird personality, has fewer friends, and takes things a little seriously. It seems, as if, that's not a problem, right? Maybe?

As she thought about it, Shizuka Hiratsuka became even more silent.

Then, an inexplicable irritation rose in his heart, and he couldn't help but click his tongue.

As expected, problem students are so troublesome!!!

Why am I the only one who encounters so many problem students? ! ! !

It would be nice if the two of them could complement each other.

Ok?

It seems that it is not impossible. Thinking of this, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, muttering to herself: "Maybe it can be done this way."

Ye Yusheng, who had just arrived in the classroom, suddenly felt a chill and shuddered. "Why do I feel like something dirty is targeting me?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes, turned his head and looked around, trying to find the source of the malice, but he found nothing after searching around.

He couldn't help but feel that his own thoughts were ridiculous. He scratched his head and whispered, "It must be an illusion."

Shaking his head and dismissing the random thoughts in his mind, he casually picked up a book from his collection and began to read it carefully, no longer thinking about irrelevant things.

Of course, the books he read were definitely not romance novels like "Love Metronome" or fantasy adventure stories like "The Silver Wolf Reincarnated in Another World".

In his eyes, these novels, apart from giving people a momentary sense of relaxation and pleasure, can neither allow them to feel the grandeur of the universe, nor allow them to appreciate the charm of science, nor allow them to acquire new knowledge.

In short, worthless.

What he was reading now was none other than "A Brief History of Time", a popular science book written by the giant of physics, Stephen Hawking. Even some college students might not be able to fully understand the meaning of this book, but Ye Yusheng read it with great interest, and a look of enlightenment flashed across his face from time to time.

He immersed himself in the magical world described in the book, madly absorbing the knowledge contained in the book, while also thinking about the mystery of the origin of the universe, the birth and death of black holes, and the distortion of time.

Feel the spiritual shock and emotion brought to human beings by the vast universe, the vast space and the torrent of time containing endless miracles.

There is no doubt that he likes books, because only by wandering in the sea of ​​books can his wandering soul feel a moment of peace.

He also likes to learn, because only under the illumination of truth and knowledge can he clearly know that the world he lives in is not an illusion, but a real existence, and he can feel his own existence.

Speaking of this, let’s talk about Ye Yusheng’s pile of books - there is everything you can think of, including physics, chemistry, biology, politics, history, geography, economics, philosophy, society, etc. It’s not an exaggeration to call it a small library.

These books were accumulated one by one by Ye Yusheng over the years. Some were bought by him, some were given to him by others, and some were found in the second-hand book market.

When the other students saw Ye Yusheng reading physics books again, they couldn't help but sigh, "He is indeed a genius!"

"That's true, but isn't Ye's speed of turning pages a little too fast? He turns pages faster than I do when reading novels!" One of the students expressed his doubts.

"I feel the same way," another student echoed.

"I don't know how Ye-san manages to read so fast."

"Who knows? I'm fine with comics and novels, but I'd rather not read popular science books like this. I feel sleepy just by looking at them!"

"Hey, me too..."

"Tsk, you're different. You feel sleepy even when you're flipping through your textbook in class!"

"Aren't you the same?"

Their topics became more and more extensive, starting from Ye Yusheng's reading, to their own learning situation, to other people's gossip, and so on.

During this process, more and more students joined in the conversation, and their voices unconsciously became louder, chattering like a bunch of sparrows.

The noise was so loud that Ye Yusheng couldn't concentrate on reading and couldn't help but give her a deathly stare.

Feeling his cold gaze, the students who were still talking suddenly became quiet, like quails.

"Can you please be quiet?" But Ye Yusheng's handsome face didn't show any warmth. He just said word by word, "You're disturbing me while I'm studying."

The terrifying aura made the students tremble in fear: "I'm so... so sorry!!!"

Seeing the attitude of these students, Ye Yusheng didn't bother to pay attention to them and immersed himself in the sea of ​​books again!

Seeing this very familiar scene outside the window, Shizuka Hiratsuka felt a headache and couldn't help but hold her forehead and sigh. This guy, this is why he has no friends!

The young man with dead eyes who was sitting behind Ye Yusheng and quietly observing all this was also speechless. Similar scenes were always happening from time to time. He couldn't understand why these guys were always so noisy.

Is it so great to have friends? Asshole! ! ! !

As for himself—he didn't need friends.

Maybe those guys are just enjoying their youth!

After all, isn't youth something that only fools enjoy?

At least that's what Hikigaya Hachiman thought.

"Well, there's this guy, he's also a problem student!" Looking at those dead fish eyes, Shizuka Hiratsuka couldn't help but recall the essay that made her mentally explode, and she felt a headache.