Why didn't anyone tell me this is a parallel world?

A sunny midsummer day.

Outside the examination room of the just-concluded high school entrance examination.

Xia Liuying held the pink bear pencil case in her hand and looked at the students and parents passing by, as well as the metal fonts of "Baihe City Heji Middle School" reflecting the sunlight not far away.

She stood in a daze for more than half an hour, still not understanding why she, who should be dead, returned to the day when she was 15 years old and the high school entrance examination ended.

Until a very familiar girl walked out of the examination room and naturally hugged her arm.

"Yingying, you must have been waiting for a long time! The questions this time are so difficult. I really envy you academic masters. You can even hand in such an important exam so long in advance... I feel like I will not be able to get into Zhisheng High School. .”

Xia Liuying came back to her senses at the lively voice of the girl in front of her, and a vague memory fragment flashed in her mind. This seemed to be her classmate in middle school?

However, the memory of her middle school years had already been overwritten by the following ten years, and she had no impression left.

The most important thing is that the two of them did not go to the same high school, so their original positions were quickly replaced by others, and the memory of her also faded over time, leaving only a rough silhouette, vague. Remember this person exists.

Xia Liuying, who didn't even remember the girl's name, couldn't remember how she answered the girl for a while, and she wasn't even sure how she got along with others in junior high school.

He could only say tentatively, "I still want to go to Sungkyun High School."

This is the name of the high school she attended in her previous life.

"Eh!" The junior high school classmate who didn't recall his name suddenly opened his eyes in shock, his face full of disbelief, and his tone was exaggerated.

"You mean Sungkyun High School??? Is it the Sungkyun High School??? Is it the Sungkyun High School I know???"

This reaction shocked Xia Liuying, although in her memory, Chengjun High School was a very famous private high school in the country.

It is said to be named after the first ancient university in history, the school during the Yao and Shun eras. It is famous for cultivating elite talents, with a 100% admission rate and a top-notch high school admission rate of more than 90%.

But it's not like his reaction was so exaggerated... Xia Liuying blinked at a loss.

Even though her family is not the richest man in a company group or a family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, but only has a small transportation company with an annual income of hundreds of thousands, she was still specially recruited because of her merits.

Of course, this was also thanks to the family of her stepfather, whose mother remarried, who provided her with a lot of help.

What on earth could possibly warrant such an exaggerated reaction?

"Have you really thought about it? That's Sungkyun High School!!!" The junior high school classmate who didn't remember her name still had an expression of disbelief and asked repeatedly. Obviously, this answer had a little more impact on her.

Xia Liuying couldn't help but laugh at the exaggerated expression of the other party, and her tone inevitably showed confidence, "Although it is Sungkyun High School, I will have no problem getting into it."

After all, in her previous life, she was admitted by special recruitment with the top score in Baihe City's high school entrance examination. Her father and mother's remarried stepfather, who were far away in another city, together undertook the high tuition fees for Chengjun High School for her - just like two people who had no money. The men I have met cannot be said to be equally competitive.

Xia Liuying received a sum of money that she could use until she graduates from college.

"But..." The junior high school classmate who didn't remember his name looked confused, as if he didn't know how to describe it.

Xia Liuying didn't dwell on the unfinished words of the other party. She saw the familiar bus number plate in the corner of her eye and hurriedly pulled the other party over.

Some memories are so profound that even if I am inexplicably reborn as a fifteen-year-old, I still haven’t forgotten which bus is the bus home.

Her ears were filled with the footsteps of people getting on and off the bus and the sound of wind. Xia Liuying didn't hear the other party's whisper clearly.

"But... Yingying, what you tested before was a comprehensive B grade. The admission standard of Chengjun High School is 3A. Dongmao High School or Xinchuang High School is more suitable for you."

So Xia Liuying didn't realize that there seemed to be something wrong with the world she was reborn in.