[Douluo + Original God] Guide Douluo with the Original Demon

Today, there is an opening ceremony.

Today, there is an opening ceremony!

It's today, not yesterday, and not tomorrow. Just today, there is the opening ceremony.

Si Miaomiao was sitting blankly on the bed at this time, these words playing on a loop in her brain. Ask her why she is so remorseful, here’s what happened:

After Xiao Wu moved in last night, they started chatting again. She conveyed the idea of ​​equality between men and women to her. Xiao Wu studied hard and was full of curiosity. For a while, she was kind to her teachers and filial to her students. She forgot about the time and didn't go to bed until it was almost dawn. As a result, she completely forgot that she was going to speak on stage as a freshman representative!

Well, I just forgot! Si Miaomiao's expression gradually turned into a mask of pain. It was as if you were about to go to the toilet, but squatted down and realized that you didn't bring any paper!

Xiao Wu on the bed next to her seemed to hear her getting up, scratched her arm, turned over and fell asleep.

Si Miaomiao's eyes were as wide as copper bells. She was worrying about the end of her life, but this guy was fast asleep. What a disobedience!

You know, in a dormitory with many people, it is not strange for four generations to live together.

Si Miaomiao, who thought she was partly responsible for Xiao Wu, got up without hesitation. She changed into her school uniform, washed up, and stepped out of the door resolutely.

She was going to the cafeteria to buy a spicy pork steamed bun, which made Xiao Wu so hungry!

On the way to the cafeteria, in order to prevent the recurrence of yesterday's incident, Si Miaomiao kept a cold expression of "stay three meters away from me". When she met the person who approached her, she crossed her arms and made a "da baa" gesture of rejection. Finally, after experiencing thousands of times, Si Miaomiao After much hard work, we arrived at the canteen safely.

In the queue in the cafeteria, she met Tang San, who had just finished practicing the Purple Demon Eyes.

Yesterday's poem exchange gave them a special understanding of each other. Si Miaomiao couldn't help but feel a little shy about being close to home, but she still took the initiative to step forward and pat the shoulder of the person in line in front of her, "Good morning, mistress."

In fact, Tang San noticed Si Miaomiao the moment she entered the cafeteria. Although he was embarrassed to say this, he always felt that Si Miaomiao was different from others. The girl seemed to be shining in the crowd, attracting him. Sight.

When Si Miaomiao slowly walked towards him, his tense muscles were tense. The moment the girl patted his shoulder, his heart seemed to skip a beat.

"Well, you too, good morning, Miaomiao." Tang San remained calm, opened his eyes and relaxed his brows, and replied softly to Si Miaomiao behind him, "Why did you get up so early? Didn't you sleep?"

He couldn't sleep since he lay down last night. He was so excited that he couldn't calm down after tossing and turning for half the night, so he simply practiced all night.

"Uh..." Si Miaomiao looked confused.

What was she going to say? Could she tell the truth: Hahaha, I had another high with Xiao Wu last night without you, and then I also forgot about going on stage to speak today. Now I got up early to prepare myself.

If you put it this way, her image will be shattered, although she doesn't have much image left now!

So Si Miaomiao used his all-powerful words and replied calmly: "Yes, are you too? The weather is really nice today!"

Activate "As long as your expression is natural enough, the other party will not be able to find out what you are talking about"!

Tang San suddenly realized that she was just like him, a little shy for a moment, and stammered in reply: "Well... because of some things."

Si Miaomiao, who was just rejoicing that she escaped, didn't pay attention to what Tang San said. All she could see was the world's most delicious spicy pork bun!

The chef in this school doesn’t have the last name ‘Xiang’ and the first name is ‘Ling’! All the food she makes is to her liking!

Tang San noticed Si Miaomiao's gaze like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, and used his peripheral vision to look at the breakfast, which was shining with golden light and only sold for one serving. At this time, it was his turn to queue up.

Seeing Si Miaomiao looking at him with pleading eyes, Tang San couldn't help but laugh. He really wasn't someone who paid attention to food, but seeing Si Miaomiao like it so much, he had no choice but to——

Come and try it yourself to see if it tastes good!

Then, bathed in Si Miaomiao's reproachful gaze, "Don't you care about your appetite?" Tang San shamelessly took away the breakfast.

Tang San took a bite while it was hot, and couldn't help but trembled——

The warm steam of the wok clings to the side dishes and is stuffed into the soft steamed buns while they are still hot. The aroma in your mouth is amazing. The vegetables are crispy and the meat is fragrant, and the flavor is suitable. It suits the taste of people from Shuzhou in his previous life!

Then Tang San was stunned. Ever since he became sensible, it seemed that he had always been like this, diligent, restrained, observant of etiquette, decisive... He strictly followed the records in Xuantian Baolu and asked himself. This seemed to be the first time he had done something like this. Such a 'childish' thing.

This feeling... is a bit strange.

Then he looked at the girl at the dining area. Her pink cheeks were whiter under the morning light, and her pair of green and bright eyes were bright and clear. He didn't know what she thought of, and she smiled excitedly at him, her eyes curled up. It's like a crescent moon, as if the aura is overflowing.

Tang San felt his face turn redder, it must be that the cornbread was too spicy, he was secretly embarrassed.

……

Si Miaomiao, who had lost her favorite breakfast, had an excellent idea flash in her mind, and then she showed Tang San a look she thought was ferocious, and fiercely took the ordinary breakfast, heading towards the study room in a windy manner.

She is now extremely inspired, and no one can stop her power!

Si Miaomiao sat in front of the table, chewing on ordinary steamed buns while writing nonchalantly. Her beautiful eyes were burning with the flames of revenge. With the blessing of resentment, she regarded the paper and pen in front of her as class enemies. , wrote today’s speech very smoothly——

"Me and My Resentful Classmates".

One person, one morning, one stroke, one miracle.

playground

The principal gave a formal speech on the podium and introduced them to the infrastructure and curriculum of Notting Junior College.

"Students, we know that we have two types of classes, one is cultural classes and the other is practical classes. Can you please tell me the ratio of cultural classes to practical classes?" the principal said with a self-conscious humor.

"Hahaha..." Seeing that no one in the audience paid him any attention, he continued awkwardly, "The answer is - half a day of culture and half a day of practice, surprise or not!"

Si Miaomiao looked at the principal with pity. It must be painful to talk to oneself, I understand!

In the principal’s humorless introduction, she learned:

In the cultural class, they will learn about soul masters, soul beasts, mathematics and knowledge; in the practical class, they learn how to use martial arts to fight.

The strange guy who ran into the cultural class is the school's special course - mathematics, which will be interspersed with the cultural class every day.

It is said that Sibalasi I discovered that today's soul masters and civilians are not very good at arithmetic. It even happened that the soul master summoned the soul sickle but because of his poor math, the soul skill backstabbed the owner, so he added the math skill. courses.

So why do you still need to learn mathematics when you arrive in another world?

Si Miaomiao: Launch a gorgeous rebellion against my father!

At this time, there was less than ten seconds left before Si Miaomiao took the stage to speak.

The principal finally finished his performance. He looked at the drowsy students in the audience, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and said with a wry smile: "Next, let's invite representatives from each grade to speak!"

As soon as these words came out, the students who were about to fall asleep quickly pretended to be dead, and whispers came from the crowd.

“I wonder who this year’s freshman representative is!”

"Ha! No need to ask, it must be Goddess Miaomiao!"

"Ah? Who is Miaomiao?"

"You bastard, how dare you call the goddess by her name! Watch your move!"

"No, brother, your village is connected to the Internet! Goddess Miaomiao is..."

While Miao Miaomiao's die-hard fans were preaching crazily, the principal continued to speak: "Now let us invite the freshman representative, Miao Miaomiao, to come to the stage to speak!"

There was a loud applause from the audience.

Miao Miaomiao, also known as Si Miaomiao, was walking stiffly, step by step, towards the sin-filled podium. No matter how much she prayed in her heart or how slowly she walked, there were no accidents along the way.

Finally, she stood in front of the microphone, pretending to be calm and looking at the dark crowd below. The moment she held the microphone, the somewhat noisy team suddenly became extremely silent, as if everyone was looking forward to her speech.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on her. She was the center of the audience. This feeling made Si Miaomiao, who was a little nervous, feel a sense of pleasure and excitement. Her body was secreting dopamine rapidly, and the cells in her body were boiling. They all seemed to be telling her:

Travelers, announce your arrival to the world!