Jiang Yao failed to survive the catastrophe and woke up on the iron bed in the Academic Affairs Office.
Ranked last in the school, the head teacher said: Your parents must come to the final parent-teacher conference.
She said: My grandma is here.
——This is the first talisman she drew in the human world.
Gu Jianshen, who was first in grade, handed over a cup of milk tea: "It's my honor to write a review for you."
She traced his collar with her fingertips: "Don't write too provocatively. I don't like to be remembered."
He didn't know that he was the first person who made her want to draw one more stroke after she had been drawing talismans for three hundred years.
The underground cracks are expanding by three millimeters every day, and the Nascent Soul Stage monks will pass through them in eight months.
Ajie had been writing notes in the dark for three years, and the word "Gu Nian" on the thermos cup was almost gone.
She wants to weld the door shut with cinnabar, blood, and talismans that refuse to be extinguished.
Reading guide:
1. The heroine is really a big boss, looking at the college entrance examination from the perspective of a charm maker, mathematics is the rune pattern, and English is the incomplete paper
2. The male protagonist is affectionate but restrained, has the blood of a gatekeeper, and has a hand as steady as a ruler.
3. Slow-heat dual strength, daily life and fantasy intertwined, long foreshadowing, ruthless recycling
4. Ajie's line runs through the entire text, and his identity remains a mystery.
Intention: Even if your destiny is laid out, you must choose your own path.