[Campus/Fantasy/Single Arrow Favorite Characters]
[Also known as: The social troubles of famous academics]
[The protagonist only thinks about studying]
He Jixue couldn't understand why the extracurricular meeting place for the two underage female reapers had to be in the penguin pavilion of a local zoo in a certain human city.
But she came anyway. At this moment, I am secretly huddled behind the glass curtain wall with my tablemate, sharing a bunch of oden.
The fish balls were swaying in the paper cup, and the penguins tilted their heads from the other side of the glass to watch them. The scene was very strange at one time, like some kind of underground cross-species trade scene.
*
As a god of death who was picked up and raised by a demon foster mother from hell since childhood, He Jixue grew up happily in hell.
Her adoptive mother taught her to fight, teach her to be arrogant, and taught her how to gracefully swallow a whole piece of lava cake in one bite at the devil's tea party.
But until the age of 87, when it was time to enter high school, He Jixue still failed to awaken the basic power of the God of Death.
The adoptive mother slapped her head and decided to move and take her to the orthodox Death Academy in the underworld.
"Study hard and get a diploma no matter what." The adoptive mother said, "Don't be too showy. Our family doesn't have any divine backing in the underworld."
He Jixue obediently enrolled in school in a low-key manner, determined to be an inconspicuous middle- and lower-income gangster, and survive in peace until graduation.
Never cause trouble, never be a conspicuous person, never let your foster mother be called to school.
*
On the day of the actual entrance test, an A-level exotic beast was released into the field.
The teachers' protective formations were ready, and the students were shaking with their sickles in hand. He Jixue stood at the end of the line and sighed, wanting to find a corner to squat until the end.
The A-level beast suddenly burst out and attacked in her direction.
The instinct of hunting in hell was used to it, and it automatically took over without any power blessing. By the time everyone reacted, He Jixue was already standing next to the fallen body of the alien beast, holding the crystal core he had just taken out in his hand, with an expression even more dazed than the crystal core.
The whole place was dead silent.
Classmate: "... Fuck you."
He Jixue: "It's a coincidence, it's a heart attack."
Teacher:?
*
What was worse was the mid-term exam. He Jixue spent a full half hour carefully controlling the scores, counting the question numbers carefully, deliberately filling in eight multiple-choice questions incorrectly, leaving two big questions blank, and even wrote the essay into an argumentative essay about the hell breeding industry.
She was very satisfied with her operation, thinking that she was now stable, and she could at least keep the top twenty.
When the results came out, she was number one in her grade.
She was shocked and puzzled. She looked over the answer sheet repeatedly and even suspected that the teacher had corrected the wrong paper.
The adoptive mother from hell frantically flooded the parent group with: "She's my daughter!"
He Jixue silently buried his face in the textbook: What about keeping a low profile?
*
In the final exam, He Jixue learned well and accurately calculated the points for each question, keeping his total score firmly in the danger zone of the passing line.
On the day the results were released, she stood in front of the bulletin board, looked at her tenth-last result, and showed her first sincere smile since she entered school.
The classmate exploded.
"The transfer students are just above the passing mark in every subject, no more, no less -"
"Is she mocking us?"
"She's definitely mocking us!"
He Jixue: "..."
*
At this moment, He Jixue stood in the Penguin Pavilion and drank all the Oden soup base.
The classmate threw the empty paper cup into the trash can, came over and lowered his voice: "Hey, let me tell you something, the second grader in the class next door seems to like you."
He Jixue was staring at the penguin in a daze: "... Who?"
"That one, the one standing next to you in the practical class, has curly hair that looks like a human being."
"Why does he like me?"
My deskmate said confidently: "He talks in his sleep in the dormitory at night."
He Jixue slowly turned his head to look at his deskmate with a complicated expression: "You stayed up in the middle of the night and went to the men's dormitory to listen to sleep talk?"
Intention: Study hard
