What is it like to study at Midtown High School?

After solving the matter of Mela, I resumed my normal school life, going to school-daze-after school, home and school at two o'clock and one line, very stable, but this false stability was soon broken, I wobbled to the point of After the weekend, I looked through the calendar and found that the monthly exam is coming soon? !

Looking at the people around me, Nick has already entered the state of ignoring the world as nothing. Sam and Luke also put down the video games and began to occupy the living room to prepare for review. Raiders viciously.

Monthly exam!Why is there a monthly exam!Every time the health bar is not added to half, the opponent comes to R, how are you going to live this day!I choose to go back to the city.

I held the textbook in one hand, review materials in the other, and a pencil in my mouth. I watched the dangling words with my eyes, and felt that I knew each one, but I was not very familiar with them. on knowledge points.

Ava wanted to make up lessons for all of us, but Ava, who was in a state of high tension, was completely worthy of her title of "White Tiger". As soon as she picked up the book, we could see the menacing flames behind her, so we all Very honestly tossing about by myself, not daring to wander around the house.

Seeing that I was scratching my head and scratching my head, Peter had no choice but to sort out the textbooks for me himself.

"Look, the monthly exam is not a midterm exam. You just need to read through the textbooks you have taken this month. What have you learned this month?"

I looked at him dumbfounded.

"...wait a minute." Peter turned around and called Nick, and then continued to tell me, "What you have learned this month is..." He opened my textbook catalog and circled the progress for me. Then he said, "You take out a piece of paper, and I'll report it to you. Let's start with memorizing subjects. The important knowledge points in history class are..."

In this way, while Peter said, I memorized and summed up all the knowledge points that may be tested in all subjects. I was surprised to find that it was a little more efficient. At least I finally knew what I had learned this month.

Peter with dry lips and mouth collapsed on the bed, and I thankfully asked, "Hey, would you like something to drink?"

"Thanks, get me a Pangalactic Gargle Blast."

"The other person didn't want to talk to you and threw a bottle of Coke at you."

Peter told me that if you really don't want to attend the class, you can just look at the materials I compiled manually in class, and try to do the questions, the effect may be better.

I was full of confidence: "Hahahaha, I will definitely pass this time."

Peter: "..."

When I went out the next day, I didn't even bother to memorize the textbooks, so I took the review materials and my notes that Peter gave me, and went out under the jealous eyes of Sam and Luke, and decided to use the last three days to make a living. sprint.

As a result, as soon as I sat down, before I even opened my schoolbag, Teacher Karina gave me a big news.

"Sorry to take up everyone's time, let me introduce our new classmate: Melanie Strange." Teacher Karina patted the podium, trying to attract everyone's attention.

But I couldn't pay attention to her at all, I stared at the "new classmate" next to Teacher Karina: "Nick, tell me, is that guy named Melanie Strange our Melanie?" ?”

Nick was also fascinated: "May...Meera?"

Catherine, the blond girl, discussed in amazement with those around her: "My God, she looks so small!"

Mela 1.4m Strange has changed her loli skirt and put on short sleeves and short denim. Her curly black hair is cut a little short and hangs obediently on her shoulders. She looks a little nervous and shy He smiled down at the podium.

I swear I heard the otaku swallowing - huh, you stupid humans.

"Hi everyone, I'm Melanie Strange, of course you can call me Mela directly." Mela said sweetly.

"Miss Strange, may I ask you to go to the wrong school gate?" George whistled from below.

Meera's expression remained unchanged, the corners of her mouth raised, and she said with a smile, "Of course not, I will be able to take the driver's license test soon."

I do not believe.I stared at Meera, but Meera didn't look at me, she tricked all the lolicons with her perfect façade.

Teacher Karina knocked on the table calmly, and arranged a seat for Mela. Of course, she could only sit in the first row. Teacher Karina put her next to Catherine, diagonally opposite to me.

I pulled Mela out after class, leaving the damn lolicon nerds behind.

I looked Meera up and down several times: "How old do you say you are?"

Meera shrugged: "15 years old, I'm still two months older than you."

I scratched the wall, expressing my refusal: "But you have no breasts." Asshole, could it be that I have been busy for a long time because of this 15-year-old fake loli?

Meera squinted her eyes, raised her leg and kicked about three inches below my navel.

I narrowly dodged it, but Mela kicked again, and I put my hand against her head: "Surrender, you evildoer, with your short hands and feet and flat chest, it's not good to be a loli!"

Later, Mela told me and Nick with a sullen face that since she discovered that she could see the future at the age of 11, she had hardly grown: "It's only two centimeters taller, and my father said it was normal. The great prophets in the past also had my characteristics of 'not getting old'."

Nick first digested these few words drunkenly, and then said with a sinister smile: "So when you were 11 years old, you didn't even have 1.4 meters?"

With a dark face, Meera kicked 11-year-old Nick away with her 15-year-old body, and sat back next to me.

I saw her expression was not very good, I thought she was still annoyed by her flat chest, so I casually comforted: "It's okay, you lolita will never be able to ask for it, you know, there are still lolicon in this world. There are many, I can point you to a few comic shops..."

Meera suddenly took my hand.

I immediately stammered: "But...but I don't like your loli."

Meera said coldly, "Shut up."

I suddenly remembered Meera's ability, and obediently shut up.

After a long time, Mela let go of my hand, frowning, took out a cigarette from her pocket and lit it.

Me: O(╯口╰)o

Mela blowing smoke rings is really a bit mysterious, and when Mela is not trying to be cute, there is no sugar in her voice, clear and indifferent, she said: "Alan, I can't see your future."

Is this sarcasm?Or sarcasm?

I scratched my head and looked at Meera puzzled.

She kicked me with hatred: "I'm not very capable, but last time I touched each of you, I could see a vague shadow of everyone else, only you, when I touched you, I saw everything not."

Could it be that I have no future?I asked Meera, "Do you know when this could happen?"

Meera frowned: "I asked my father, and my father asked me to read the book by myself. I read a lot of books and only thought of two possibilities. First, you are very strong, so strong that I can't invade your destiny at all."

I humbly rule out that possibility.

"Second, you have no fucking future."

"……Rhetoric?"

"No, that means you are dead."

"This 'dead man' should be understood from a rhetorical point of view, right?"

"Yes, but you are not dead, and this possibility is gone."

I thought about it carefully, and came up with another possibility: "Could it be because of our ability? You see, I can control time, and you can foresee the future. Is there some kind of relationship between these two abilities?" connection, so I can defend against you?"

Meera was also very depressed: "I don't know, I haven't seen this knowledge."

But compared to me being a dead person, I'm still more willing to believe that my magic resistance is stronger.

Meera blew a smoke ring and told me, "My dad asked me about you and I told him about you."

Even if you don't tell him, he already knows.I nodded, didn't ask any more questions, but changed the subject: "Your dad knows you smoke?"

"I don't smoke."

"...You want to say that you are licking a lollipop until it smokes?"

Mela fumbled another cigarette and showed it to me: "My dad made it. It's not shredded tobacco, it's medicine, which helps me improve my mental strength."

I took a closer look, and returned the magic cigarette to Meera without a word—if Harry Potter could smoke this, he wouldn't need to learn Occlumency from Professor Snape!

【Little Theater: Occlumency】

Suppose Harry Potter got Doctor Strange's special cigarettes.

Snape: Potter, how dare you skip my after-school tuition?

Harry (gasping): Since I smoked this cigarette, my liver has stopped fluttering, and my stomach has stopped hurting, and it tastes delicious. Occlumency is improving rapidly, so I won’t bother you, old man, to help me make up lessons.

One month later

Harry: Professor, why have I been gaining weight lately?

After some inspections, Snape took a deep breath: "Potter, the cigarette you smoke made Voldemort's spirit power stronger and stronger, so that it has an entity!"

Harry: o(╯口╰)o what's going on?

Snape: You're pregnant with Voldemort.