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From a gentle little angel to a tsundere devil, from a mischievous abstract girl to a cold female academic domineering. "The two green plums are girls, they are very beautiful, but they are so annoying! They bullied me every day, even looked through my study materials, beat me, and complained to the teacher. The key is that the two of them followed me like a dog-skin plaster. Brother, can you accept one of them? " ... "You have a harem and you won't open it? Try confessing to both of them!" Liu Zhengui opened his eyes and found that he was reborn in 2017. He needs to face again these two childhood sweethearts who are no longer alive in the previous life, and the Shura field that has long since ceased to exist has been reopened due to rebirth. "You two, stop arguing! It's settled! On 135, I will go to Ye Lanyao! On 246, I will go to Lin Chenyue! Can I have a day off on Sunday?" "No! You have to stay with me on Sunday!" "Holy crap! Tang Nianxue! What did you get into this????"

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"Tang Hongxue, when will your eyes be cured?" These were the last words my biological sister said on my graveside after I died. I was once the top heir with a hexagonal God of War configuration, but I turned my entire youth into a joke. I worked for Green Tea Yang Yu'an for seven years until she took someone else's arm and handed me the wedding invitation. Behind me, my classmate Lin Nianqiu, who always wore an old school uniform and had thick bangs, and was secretly mocked as a "country bumpkin" by the whole class, disappeared forever in the alleyway where he went home from his part-time job during the heavy rain in his junior year. Until my sister, with red eyes, smashed her diary on my face. It is filled with the youth I ignored and the deep affection I never responded to. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the first day of my senior year of high school. The fan hummed and the sun glared. On the podium, the head teacher was changing seats. The eyes of the whole class glanced overtly or covertly at the girl by the window who kept her head lowered, and her whispers contained familiar contempt. "Who wants to sit at the same table as Lin Nianqiu?" The head teacher asked. There was a tacit silence in the classroom, mixed with a few uncontrollable sneers. I was also among them in my previous life, thinking about how to get closer to Yang Yu. And this time-- Under everyone's shocked gaze, I stood up suddenly. The legs of the chair rubbed against the ground, making a sharp and squeaking sound. I pushed away the table, and in the dead silence, step by step, I walked towards that corner that was forgotten by the whole world. Standing beside her desk, I spoke clearly to the astonished head teacher and the entire frozen class: "Teacher, there's no need to adjust." "I want this seat."

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