[Grim Reaper] Protagonist Growth Plan

His own brown-haired man yelled.His eyes were red, he drew the saber quickly and anxiously, and swung the saber quickly and accurately, obviously he had practiced countless times.

The man he aimed at turned his head with a faint smile, his eyes were gentler than the lake water in spring, he could drown people alive, but the movements of his hands were unambiguous, and he firmly clamped Yue Jianshan's Zapao Dao, "Ah, isn't this our fourth seat. Good day, um—the unknown fourth seat."

His tone was calm, but it irritated the other party even more.

"Don't play dumb, Aizen!" Yue Jianshan's aura continued to rise, "Shijie..."

At this point in his words, he was suddenly interrupted by a crisp female voice, "Kakaka! Yuejianshan, I said Kaka, did you hear me?"

Ai Ran let go of her hand when she heard the words, and she didn't look on guard at all.

The girl who spoke jumped between the two from the roof of the [-]th team. She was wearing a short smoky purple kimono that fit very well, showing off her white skin and long legs. , didn’t even listen to my previous class?”

Yue Jianshan snorted out of his nose, and angrily dropped the tip of his knife to the ground, "Who do you think you are, Wangyue Cangqian!"

Qiancang was about to kneel down to this big guy—to be honest, if she hadn't seen clues from the other party's extreme targeting of Aizen and Heiko Mako's protection of him, she wouldn't want to care about this guy at all.

She still remembers Qianyewei's death in her heart.

Yes, this Tsukimi Yamato in front of her, she thinks it will be Tsukimi Yamato 110 years later.

110 years later, on the night when the Death Crash Course was destroyed, the traverser Aizen once said to Kishi Yu with a smile: "Long time no see, Hirako Mako 110 years ago. You used to know the plot well and couldn't defeat me. Now even your body It's gone, what else can you do?"

In other words, Mako Hirako in 110 years, as a time traveler, aimed at the time traveler Aizen.And Tsukimi Yamaki, who is so close to him, is not the character Tsukimi Yamaki that appeared in the original work, but is very likely to be a time traveler—just like Mochizuki Asakusa herself 110 years later.

By analogy, Yuejian Shanqi is very likely to be the so-called "protagonist".

To be honest, looking at everything 110 years ago, and thinking about everything 110 years later, things are different, and she feels a little uncomfortable.But if everything is exhausted here, then the post-110 generation she is really in will be completely different.

In a dilemma, doing one's best and obeying the destiny is the only way to go.

Mochizuki Qiancang looked up at the blue sky and white clouds and took a deep breath, trying to restrain his emotions before speaking, "Yue Jianshan, let me ask you, what are the key factors that affect the victory or defeat of a battle?"

"Strength! The ability to cut fists and walk away ghosts."

"Wrong." Qiancang stretched out his index finger and swayed left and right in front of him, and casually asked another question, "Hitsugaya, please answer this question."

Shiro Dong put away the paper and pen he used to take notes, and replied lightly: "It's fashionable."

"Bingo!" Qian Cang compared his thumbs to him, and the other party looked away uncomfortably, and the tips of his ears turned red.

Lying not far away, Kisuke Urahara, the nominal vice-team of the [-]th division, covered his blinded eyes, lazily sighing, "It's nice to be young."

"Let me emphasize once again that fashion value refers to an indicator that is handsome and strong at the level of soul, spirit, and mentality, and is used to describe whether a person is fashionable or not and how high or low. Who will use the fashion value system to analyze just now? The battle between Shan Sixi and Aizen's vice-captain?"

Kuchiki Byakuya, who was squatting on the tree, raised his hand and jumped down from the tree, nimbly like a little monkey.

Qian Cang desperately connected the youth with excess energy in front of him with his captain 110 years later, shivering under the sun.

"Aizan's vice-captain angered Yue Jianshan by forgetting the opponent's name, and the fashion value increased. On the other hand, Yue Jianshan used all his strength at the beginning of the battle, and the fashion value decreased. One goes up and down, and the vice-captain of Aizen will win. undoubtedly."

"Well, very good." She reached out and grabbed a handful of candies from her bosom to the boy Bai Zai, watching him take it arrogantly, "After a few days, Vice Captain Aizen has the deepest understanding of fashion value."

After all, going to the sky in one fell swoop, betrayal, second person, speech, conspiracy, ascending to the sky, taking off glasses, applying pomade - the pioneer of the blue fashion era, even the counterfeit blue dye that travels through time can also be honored.

She turned her head and told Dongshiro, "Hitugaya, remember the mistakes Yue Jianshan made, remember to preserve your strength in future battles, and show weakness in time. The most unwise thing to do is to amplify your moves in front of an enemy whose strength is unclear."

Although it may be useless to say it, she still hopes that Xiaobai will suffer less harm.

She clapped her hands, "Everyone has worked hard, this is the end of today's lesson on how to occupy the high ground of fashion value at the beginning of the battle. I repeat, first of all, find an opportunity to introduce your name and ability—"

She glanced at Aizen next to her, and the other party took a step forward without a word, and carried out today's Nth demonstration, "Oh? You are interesting. Who am I? I am Aizen Soyousuke, the deputy of the fifth team. team leader."

He pulled out the Zanpakuto, waved it casually, pretending to understand, "My Zanpakuto is called Mirror Flower Water Moon, and it can confuse people's perception. Then, be careful."

"Not bad." Qian Cang continued to explain after evaluating, "If your strength is enough to instantly kill the opponent, then kill the opponent instantly. If not, then enter the preparation before falling to the ground. Don't use your full strength, deliberately being attacked by the opponent, pretending to be at a disadvantage— —”

She winked at Aizen, who smiled and walked up to her, "Captain Mochizuki, please be merciful."

"Don't worry, Aizen vice-captain. You have the fashion value bonus of self-introduction, I can't beat it."

Qian Cang also smiled, pulled out the bank, spotted the gap between Lan Ran's movements, and hit the opponent's abdomen with the hilt of the knife, watching the opponent flying out and falling down while clutching his abdomen, but his movements were still damn chic.

"Vice Captain Aizen's acting skills are top-notch." She nodded, "Remember, you must learn this to win sympathy. Also, the communication between me and Vice Captain Aizen is also an important part. Besides, Xiaoge?"

She looked around and pulled out the big cat that was drowsy under the warm sun, "In terms of names, please learn from Xiao Ge. Although for various reasons, the real name cannot be revealed, but Xiao Ge's name It is from Spanish. Today’s homework is to give yourself, Zanpakuto, and Swastika a different name. I will check it in class tomorrow. The content of tomorrow’s class will be about coping after falling to the ground, please Go back and preview the content."

The teaching materials are distributed to individuals before class, all handwritten by Qian Cang, which condenses her research on the fashion value of Bleach for so many years.

Hirako Mako left with Tsukimi-san, Aizen also went to handle official business, Urahara Kisuke seemed to have taken root on the roof, and Asagi didn't call him.Winter Shiro accompanied the itchy Grimmjow to the side to practice fashion value theory, Qian Cang was about to go back to sleep, but the boy Bai Zai stopped her and looked at her handwritten textbook with disgust, "Mochizuki , your calligraphy is too bad, for my eyes, I want to give you a special training in calligraphy."

"Huh?" Qian Cang's eyes widened.

The other party continued to say solemnly: "I am Byakuya Kuchiki, the grandson of Yinling Kuchiki. My specialty is calligraphy."

Captain, your trendy value theory is too blunt. Hey, are you participating in the student union interview...

She glanced at the Gou Climbing character on the textbook, well, her calligraphy looks really eye-catching.

Qian Cang sighed, obediently sat on the futon and picked up the brush, with his index finger hanging slightly in a posture of holding the brush, waiting for Bai Zai to correct the mistake.

Bai Zai touched his chin, "The posture of holding the pen is very standard, why is the handwriting so ugly? You can write two random words and show me."

She wrote a few commonly used characters as she said, and he saw the problem at once, "The shape of the characters, your jerk back is not bad, but the shape of the characters is very poor, and you need to practice on a few radicals that are difficult to write. From today At the beginning, I will give you homework every week, calligraphy practice is a long process, so be mentally prepared."

Bai Zai grinned with his brows and eyes crooked, his shining eyes showed the purest period of a young man.

Qian Cang was taken aback for a moment, the captain had said similar things to himself before - practicing calligraphy should not be impatient, the most important thing is to persevere.But at that time, she was playful, and felt that she would be taken to the virtual circle by Lan Ran in a year or two, and she would not be able to use it after practicing, so she did not listen to the captain's words and practice privately.

And the letter she left behind in the past, the writing is strong, like a dragon walking around, which shows that she has succeeded in practicing calligraphy.

She smiled wryly, maybe she wasn't the captain, he just matured and took on the responsibility, but it was her, the same situation changed in a different way.

It seems that she really left a big homework for herself.

She held the pen and said with a smile, "Then please write two words for me to copy and practice deconstruction, Kuchiki... little teacher?"

Eight lessons

The sacred tree is towering, and it is at the beginning of the new year. In the temple at the foot of the tree, there are constant residents who come to offer incense and pray for blessings. One of them, a girl in a deadly costume, lit a stick of incense and asked for a lottery. Get out of the temple.Along the way, many people recognized her and greeted her warmly.

A little girl with ponytails covered her mouth and snickered, "Sister Mochizuki, come out to fish again today."

"What nonsense?" The girl's mother patted her on the head with the hand that was not carrying the basket, turned her head and smiled and apologized, "I'm sorry, Master Mochizuki, this child Xiaomei has somehow learned some weird words."

Mochizuki Qiancang rubbed his nose with a dry smile, "Actually... these are the words I usually say, I didn't expect Xiaomei to remember them all."

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