How to beat a white flower

She wanted Spana to stay, so she said so.In the years of life, she has learned to whitewash her purpose more or less.

But only when facing Spana, Sierra never concealed it. Just like when she was first born, her brother with one body and two souls could understand what she wanted.

When a weakly breathing baby girl cries out when she is hungry, her brother will cry loudly and loudly, until the hurried parents arrive.

They grew up together, went to school together... and stuck together after their parents passed away.

In his childhood, when he didn't come into contact with many people, Spana was even the only peer who could understand Serra.

There will be times when they disagree, but they never quarrel—this is the most ineffective and time-wasting move. Talented brothers and sisters disdain this kind of debate, and often all conflicts will disappear in one night.

Countless times, Sierra could feel her heart beat in sync with Spana, she was so used to it that she stopped noticing.

It wasn't until they grew up that Serra's talent grew so bright that she competed in so many competitions, leaving her mark in every discipline.

Spana, on the other hand, focused on engineering and robotics.Although the light is not as bright as Sierra, in fact he is the one who found his way.

"I will contact you..." Spana was also stunned, and suddenly smiled, and patted Sierra's head again, "You have stopped for a long time, do what you want, Sierra."

He said so...

With Sierra's aptitude, staying in high school would be a waste of money, and it was only because of the agreement with her parents that she stopped.

"And I also have something I want to do..." He stretched out his hand and bumped fists with Sera, "Let's shock the world together."

A beam of light shone in from outside the window, and the tulle curtains were blown by the wind. The sun shone on the similar brothers and sisters, and their blond hair was identically dazzling.

The person who helped Sierra with the visa application was actually Reiji Munakata.

"It just so happens that I'm going to the embassy too..." Munakata resumed the meticulous attire he wore on the first day we met, and he was dressed in an elite style. "The visa office is next door."

"Thank you..." Sera thanked politely.

Munakata couldn't help but laugh. He pushed his glasses, "Sure enough, it's Serra. Most people would ask why they went to the embassy."

"Obviously, you are going to apply for a student visa." Sera gave him a strange look, "Isn't it?"

"Ha, indeed..." Munakata led Sera to fill out the information, and with the help of the King of Gold, her treatment can be said to be a green light all the way, "Sign here, and that's it."

He put away a thick stack of review materials and put them in his briefcase, "By the way, the school I'm going to is MIT. If you are free, you are always welcome to visit."

He had learned to say all he wanted to Serra.Otherwise, even if this self-respecting guy notices it, he won't care, it's just a little bug buzzing past his ears.

"Ah..." Sera blinked, "Bai Lan also went to MIT."

This might as well be ignored, Zong Xiang's face turned dark, why is it Bai Lan again.

Sierra's terminal rang suddenly, she clicked on it and found that there was no caller.

There is only one familiar green pattern.

"Excuse me, I'm going to answer the phone." She stood up with her usual expression, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's time for me to go to the embassy too..." Munakata said goodbye to Sierra after glancing at the expensive watch on his wrist, "We will see you soon."

Sierra nods...

The man behind the jungle is a little younger than Selah thinks, maybe about her age, at least that's how it sounds in the voice.

"Sorry, I can only contact you in this way."

"You won..." He readily admitted his failure, "How does it feel to be successful?"

"What does it feel like to be successful?" Sera repeated slowly, "I'm sorry, but I've never lost before, so I don't know what it feels like."

Success is Sierra's daily life.

"It sounds really enviable, it's the words of someone who is favored by the sun."

"Won't the king be favored?"

"You really think so?" The parrot on the screen tilted its head, and the young man's Qingjun voice was covered with an inexplicable electromagnetic sound, "The king is just a tragedy." He said so.

"That's really pitiful." Sera, who had never shown mercy before, said in a low tone, "So why did the miserable Green King seek me?"

She went straight to the point, "If you only have this kind of boring resentment, don't waste my time."

"Of course not..." The parrot combed its feathers leisurely, "Since you already know that I am the King of Green, then you should also understand the power of my palm."

"Change..." Sera spoke out first.

"Yes, you have seen the King of Gold, but you must not know..." The parrot flew to the front of the screen, as if it would rush out in the next second, "All the "Kings" know your arrival , Miss Storm who disturbed fate. "

When Selah arrived at Neon, or before that, all the "kings" who were chosen by the slate felt that power, and they were so connected to the slate, so they could also feel... What is coming is so expected, so longed for.

And so fearful.

The colorless king with the most sensitive perception made a prophecy, the gold king who suppressed the slate immediately caught the visitor, the green king hidden in the dark began to test, and the red king who had nothing to do was the first to meet Sera.

"Everyone is swayed by the golden thread of fate, but where are you, Miss Storm."

The sound came not from the terminal, but from outside Selah's window, a green parrot tapping on the window sill.

Sierra hung up the terminal, and she put her fingertips on the window frame through a layer of glass, but she didn't open the window for a long time.

"I am Change, a force against fate, Miss Storm, and we were born to work together. "The man and the parrot looked at each other through the window, but there was no more sound.

-

"Wow, this is really delicious!" Before leaving Neon, Martin stuffed his mouth with delicious sushi, "There will be no such authentic sushi when we go back."

There is already a high stack of plates in his hand. Thanks to today's advanced medical technology, the person who had to put on a cast not long ago is now able to move freely.

This competition is like a short stop in the journey of life. Everyone gathers here, and each of them is heading for a different future. The Chosen Ones have plans for their own lives. Most of them have received their recommendation letters early. With the awards added to them, there is no doubt that in the near future, they will be rising stars in all walks of life.

Martin got a ticket to Cambridge University as he wished, and he happily talked with his mother at home for several hours.

"Serra, don't you want to eat?" He swallowed the vinegared rice in his mouth, and looked at the girl who didn't move her chopsticks much today.

As far as Martin observed, Sera usually ate less.But she took a bite tonight, apparently in a bad mood.

"She will have more time to eat sushi in the future..." Teacher Elena also chewed slowly, "Sila and I will stay in Nihong."

"That's it..." Martin's hand picking up the sea urchin sushi suddenly trembled, and Jingui's food just fell on the table, "What! Serra wants to stay in Japan!"

The author has something to say:

The agreement between Sierra and her parents will be explained later ww

The cover was withdrawn by me because of the suspicion of drawing, and now I change it to a pure row =. = Sure enough, you can’t just trust cabbage’s draft appointment...

Wait until I ask the new one to have a beautiful daughter!

Volume Two: The Dresden Stones