So you are also a girl

Mi Xiaoliu clicked ten times again and again, most of which were meaningless memories, such as sitting on the bus...and then disappeared.Just waiting for the bus, there is no special event, even such boring and useless memories will be drawn, and there is no guarantee for a single draw of 100 Mira.

Even so, it could give her a sense of fulfillment in her empty heart.

Compared with these memories, the ones that have been drawn but repeated are really meaningless, and it will not make her recall this image in her mind again.

Twitching again, this time in the memory, she was in a dark enclosed space, bound by ropes like safety belts and unable to move.

She couldn't move, and no one brought her food.Just lying there quietly, I don't know how long it has been.

At first, I had no strength, thirsty and hungry.

Time passed by, and my mind began to become a little unconscious, but I wanted to sleep but couldn't.

so thirsty...so hungry...

Then, her parched mouth had made her subconsciously forget about her hunger, and her only desire was to replenish water.

In the end, she couldn't tell the reality clearly, it was all gray, and the picture of herself drinking water appeared in front of her from time to time, but the attack from dry mouth and empty stomach in the next second told her what reality was, and then the sudden coldness of her body, Consciousness eventually returns to darkness...

After the memory was over, Mi Xiaoliu folded her arms and was stunned for a long time.

Mi Xiaoliu didn't stop and continued smoking.Even if you have just tasted what it would be like to starve to death without money.

"Master..." Sasha seemed to want to stop, but she stopped while talking.

When there was only 1000 yuan left, she hesitated and ordered another single draw.

Repeat memory.

"Master, stop!" Sasha anxiously stopped.

Without stopping, another single draw.

After drawing the common sense that "the umbrella suddenly turned over because it was blown by the wind", she stopped in satisfaction, as if this was what she wanted to draw.

Only [-] of the [-] mira were bluntly smoked.

Sasha breathed a sigh of relief and explained to her: "Master, when you experience something, there is a high probability that you will get the memory of the related event that day."

It was already early in the morning when Mi Xiaoliu became curious about the umbrella, which was the day.

Because I slept very late yesterday, I felt a little unhappy when I was woken up by Sasha in the morning.

In the first class, my head was bit by bit, and I wanted to get down directly.

Also sleepy was Yiwen on the left, yawning very clearly.

"Little Six." Yiwen called her softly.

Mi Xiaoliu turned her head away.

"My pen is out of water, can you lend me a pen?" Yiwen put one hand in front of his mouth in a half trumpet gesture.

Without answering, Mi Xiaoliu quietly rummaged through the plastic pencil case that she had before amnesia, and handed a pencil to the other party.

Because when she used the pencil too hard yesterday, she broke the lead, but she couldn't sharpen it.

"Pencils can only be used for drawing..." Yiwen reached out helplessly and took one by himself: "I'll just use this one."

I took an ordinary fountain pen.

Mi Xiaoliu wanted to take the pencil back, but for some reason she didn't hold it.

Yiwen once again helped her catch it quickly: "Handle it with care."

Mi Xiaoliu looked at her left hand in confusion. She felt that her left hand didn't work that well, and she wasn't that coordinated when holding an object with her right hand.

This action is like the second disease in the eyes of others.

When Mi Xiaoliu was "sick", Yiwen secretly observed the red-shelled black pen lying quietly in her pencil case, without saying anything.

Of course he didn't forget to bring the pen, he just wanted to make sure that the red shell and black pen was still in Mi Xiaoliu's hand, and he didn't dare to take the pen directly.

Maybe it's just a coincidence, almost every student has done the thing of putting the black refill into the red pen case, and almost every student has also done the thing of breaking the clip of the pen cap.

Mi Xiaoliu was lying on the table yesterday morning looking very weak, probably because of taking N1202.

N1202, an illegal banned drug, after taking it, ordinary people can also use abilities for a period ranging from three hours to 24 hours.The principle is not to stimulate the supernatural power in the human body, but to forcibly implant a supernatural power.

For example, N1202 body strengthening type, no matter who uses this potion, they can use the ability of body strengthening within three hours. Even if the person already has a special ability, he will have an extra body strengthening ability within three hours.

ps: In fact, this chapter was originally [-] words, but I accidentally added too many words, and I am afraid that in the future, after tens of thousands of words, it will be put on the shelf after not many chapters, and people will say it (someone complained about this kind of book before)

Let’s split it into two chapters and update it at once today, but it’s not good to cut it from the middle, so it feels like a broken chapter like shit (still add more)

Well, we have obsessive-compulsive disorder, so many of the previous chapters have a lot of words, and I don’t know if we will change this habit in the future

Chapter 11 Disgusting

Since it is a banned drug, there is a reason to ban it. After using this drug, the human body will be infected with a germ called "black element", which is fatal. There is currently no cure.

The more you use it, the worse the infection will be and the quicker you will die.

But as long as this medicine is used, even if it is only used once, the end of this person is already doomed.

At the beginning, I don’t see any discomfort, but within two months, there will be signs of frequent dizziness and vomiting, and then I will collapse weakly on the bed, unable to get up, and gradually lose my appetite, and finally I can only die in the pain of unconsciousness.

The longest time in history after using it is ten years, and I have been in constant pain for the next few years.

Not only that, some abilities have other side effects on the spot.The side effects of body strengthening are the most obvious. After the body is strengthened, the muscles will skyrocket. But when the effect of the medicine wears off, the extremely atrophied muscles may also shrink the original muscles.

Impossible, he's only 13 years old, what can't be overwhelmed...

"Has Xiaoliu joined the club?" Yiwen lay down on the table and looked sideways at Mi Xiaoliu.

"Society?"

"Yeah, with Xiaoliu's ability, training a good physical fitness can strengthen the ability. If there is no club, would you like to join the tennis club with me?" He blinked at Mi Xiaoliu.

Jim said that when Ivan blinked, his whole heart was moved when he saw it.

"Are you hungry?" Mi Xiaoliu asked.

This unexpected question made Yiwen not know how to answer her.

Inexplicably some unpleasant sadness.

"Students, please be quiet first."

Three students wearing red epaulets walked in, and they seemed to be seniors a year or two older than them.

It's a member of the student council.

"Take up everyone's time for 2 minutes. Are there students in our class who have the ability to heal themselves? Come and raise your hand."

Seven people, including Mi Xiaoliu, raised their hands. You must know that people with self-healing abilities are not Chinese cabbage. It is very incredible that seven people can appear in a class of less than 50 people.

Two of the student union members came to the multimedia office to plug in the USB flash drive, and opened the slides prepared in advance.

It was a scene of tragedy in the hospital.

The man crying bitterly after amputation, the child who lost his hair due to chemotherapy, the girl who is about to enter the operating room but still smiles and gives the camera a thumbs up, in contrast, the crying family members around them are even more dazzling...

Accompanied by tragic music, one sad photo after another was shown.

These tragic scenes made the class, which was still whispering, instantly quiet down.

Although most people understand that what the student union is going to do this time has nothing to do with them, but everyone in the class is not a thorn, and no one can't understand the atmosphere at this time.

The leading boy with a mid-section stood in front:

"There should be many of our classmates who just transferred in, right? Before I came in, I saw many people kept their heads down and didn't like to talk." He glanced at Mi Xiaoliu.

"I know that you may have just awakened your abilities. Some people who were familiar and kind before suddenly alienate you on purpose, and then you are a little at a loss in the face of the future. These are normal. Everyone here, including us and some teachers in the school, have I have experienced it. But in fact, what we encountered was not the sky falling or something..."

First, there was an opening sentence to bring the relationship closer and calm the emotions, and then he moved away and waved his finger to project a sad and tragic picture.

"We can see that when we are enjoying our happy school days without any worries... yes, I think we are already carefree. Because there are countless desperate families in the world who have to face devastating Pain and disease. They sell the house, they sell the iron. Because it may be their parents, children, wives lying in the hospital bed..."

"But even if they raise enough money, they still can only buy a small amount of surgery. The only things that have tortured us the most in the past century are injuries and parting."

"Today, our treatment technology continues to improve with the emergence of various types of self-healing people. Many diseases that were once considered incurable have been overcome by us..."

Hearing this, even people who have just awakened and don't know their abilities will know what they are here for.

"Our school is now holding an unpaid blood donation event only for those with self-healing ability. The blood donated by everyone will be used for medical research to help these desperate patients. For everyone, this is just an ordinary blood donation, but This 400ml blood has the potential to save countless families."

"The hospital will remember every donor's name. As a self-healing person, you may not have the opportunity to fight the evil head-on, but you still have the opportunity to become a hero who saves others behind the scenes..."

A series of sad and impassioned speeches, from the beginning to the end of the 10-minute class break, even if the fat teacher who prepared the class was already standing at the door, he was embarrassed to interrupt them.

Except for Mi Xiaoliu, the other six people reported their names.

After Sasha explained to her the meaning of donating blood, she lowered her head and hugged her arms subconsciously like when she just retrieved her memory.

Hold tight.

"Student, don't you want to participate?" The leading student will walk up to Mi Xiaoliu. He has a pretty good memory, and he remembered that among the people who raised their hands just now was this inconspicuous little transparent, because the student he cited who bowed his head and remained silent was she.

Mi Xiaoliu shook her head.

Disgusting, that's how it should feel.She knew what the word "nausea" meant on the first day, not only from physical nausea, but also from psychological discomfort.

When he heard that someone was going to draw his own blood, the disgust spewed out like magma in a volcano.

Originated from instinctive disgust, there was even an urge to send the red pen in the portable space directly into the boy's brain, even if the other party didn't force him.

"People with self-healing ability can enjoy certain social benefits when they donate blood, such as..." The student union wanted to continue persuading.

Many people with self-healing abilities have different recovery directions, and maybe the missing blood of a certain one can research the magic medicine to cure all diseases.

"If you talk about it any further, it's moral kidnapping." Yiwen reminded in a gentle voice.

Hearing this sentence, the student union reluctantly took the registration form and left.

Although it was indeed a moral kidnapping, after Mi Xiaoliu refused to donate blood, many people in the class seemed to start talking about her again in private.

Not because she felt compelled to donate blood or anything, but because she didn't fit in.

The other six people went, but she seemed so unique.

Chapter 12 Meat

The spring breeze that is approaching April has gradually warmed up, and the sun after the rain is even hotter.

Although the weather still looks a bit cold, there are still some big and strong men wearing short sleeves and sweating youthful vigor on the playground, which is in stark contrast to those students who have not taken off their coats, as if they are not living in the same season.

If the school didn't allow it, maybe some boys who are extremely confident in their figure would even take off their shirts to show off their hard-working abs.

The purpose is to focus the girls' attention on themselves.

They worked hard to show their muscular curves on the playground, and every throwing posture was a bit more standard than usual.

Because there are indeed beautiful girls watching them, covering their mouths with a shy smile, inadvertently dodging between their eyes, and talking to their girlfriends while looking at them.

"Look at that idiot, dressed like this in such a cold weather, and still thinks he's handsome like a two hundred and fifty."

"Fuck, didn't you make the shot? I could have made it if it was me!"

This is the content of the beautiful words.

It's a pity that no matter how hard they perform and how much they add points to their figure, they can't escape the fact that in the eyes of most people, their figure ranks behind their faces.

Even if a good figure makes girls feel greedy, but if the face is not up to standard, then everything will look dull.Society's constant emphasis on not judging people by their appearance cannot change the minds of others, even if they themselves are not necessarily good-looking.

Compared with these big guys who showed off their muscles, more eyes were still focused on Ivan on the tennis court.

Even though he is only 1.7 meters tall, despite his thin arms and legs, he looks fragile, even though he doesn't look very masculine.

But he smiles so sweetly!

Like a little angel, it seems that you can still see some special effects of flashing dandruff, like a paper man walking out of Two-dimensional.

Who doesn't love such a boy?

The figure can be acquired the day after tomorrow, and the face is really good-looking.And this face is just right for such a figure.

"The posture is wrong. For beginners, it is best to aim the tiger's mouth here... When you swing the racket, you must complete the action. Stop the action when you hit the ball. It is easy to miss the direction."

Yiwen taught Mi Xiaoliu how to swing the ball with his forehand.

Mi Xiaoliu who was close to him could clearly smell the fragrance of jasmine in his hair.