Sentimental, long-haired, artistic b-shou×Dragon Attackers
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Jiang Suixun loves literature.
In the words of his friends, he is a literary and artistic person, genuine and innocent.
It was obvious that Jiang Suixun had neither lacked money nor love since he was a child.
No one knows why he looks like this.
However, Jiang Suixun's parents were open-minded and never interfered with his hobbies; his friends were conniving, and they wished they could pretend to be literary and artistic so that Jiang Suixun would treat him differently.
Jiang Suixun's life is by no means imperfect.
Until——he passed through a novel about an aristocratic school and became an unknown cannon fodder who was transferred to the school along with the original owner.
Cannon fodder? Noble academy? What is that.
Jiang Suixun never reads this kind of works. He only reads Hesse, Kafka, Coetzee, Zvetaeva...
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The high-ranking Tianlong people in the aristocratic academy sneered and looked down on the two newly admitted upstart transfer students, jokingly betting on how many days they could survive and drop out of school.
The teacher brings new students into the classroom and asks them to introduce themselves.
Everyone's attention was instantly captured by the young man who entered the door first.
Her long black hair hangs down to her waist, her fair and soft face has a melancholy look, her gold-rimmed spectacles and chains hang down thinly, and Lemiare's shirt accentuates her slender waist.
Jiang Suixun paid no attention to the dull Tianlong people in the audience because of him. He put a faint smile on his face and introduced himself in a gentle voice, "Jiang Suixun, I like literature and hope to meet like-minded people."
The Tianlong people looked at each other with a variety of emotions, but they still maintained a high attitude of disdain on their faces.
They communicated silently, guessing that this frail and melancholy transfer student must not stay for more than three days.
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After attending school for one year, Jiang Suixun found that this school was really boring. These students always talked about vulgar things like the company, risk control, and money. No one could resonate with his soul.
Jiang Suixun is going home.
The day after Jiang Suixun submitted his transfer application.
The originally peaceful campus suddenly became undercurrent.
The Tianlong people took the love letter written by Jiang Suixun and blocked him in the toilet. With red eyes, they asked Jiang Suixun why he left quietly and irresponsibly.
The tone was sinister, "You've offended us and you want to leave easily?"
Jiang Suixun didn't pay attention to their eyes that were so dizzy that they were almost cannibalistic. He only focused on looking at the beautiful handwriting he had written on the flat paper.
——There is a place in my soul waiting for the oracle/for which I thank you*
He couldn't help but sigh. Hesse's poems still moved him so much when he read them again.
Note:
*Verse taken from Hesse
Purpose: Literature is the hotbed of love
