0001 Prologue: It’s Impossible for My Ability to Be Such a Lack (Section 1)
There are only a dozen people in the huge lecture theater, and most of them are sitting high up behind a dozen rows and leaning against the wall, busy doing their own things with the help of their mobile phones or laptops connected to the wall sockets.
This should be a very common scene in large classrooms. But Miss Zhen, who loves to be in the limelight and sits in the front row in every class, is now mixed in with the crowd, even squeezing to the edge of the last row.
At the corner, even the teacher couldn't help but look here a few more times.
With her right hand, she gently rubbed the rune tattoo on her temple that she had just gotten a few days ago. Even she herself didn't know what it meant. Zhen Cheng herself was rarely paying attention at this moment, and she didn't even notice the teacher's suspicious gaze.
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In the past few days, the sudden appearance of tattoos has attracted many surprised eyes. Although the school does not restrict students from getting tattoos, the image of everyone's ladies and good girls has completely collapsed.
And this is just the least worth mentioning of Zhen Cheng's recent encounters. The unexpected mark and the mysterious power it brought also caused a curse that was 100,000 times more severe than the gaze of her classmates, and even forced her into desperate situations several times.
.If it weren’t for that guy…
There was some malice in her eyes, with a hint of gritted teeth, and she muttered to the back of the silver-haired figure who was sitting alone a few rows away in front of her:
"If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang."
Her eyes were fixed on the mobile phone beside the table of the silver-haired figure. The man was sitting at the farthest edge of the long row of desks. At this time, one-third of the mobile phone on the table was protruding from the edge of the table. It seemed... More
It will fall down just a little bit.
"The house leaks when it rains continuously all night, and the boat is late and encounters a strong wind."
As if she wanted to push him forward with the power of her thoughts, Zhen Cheng read fiercely again. As the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, Zhen Cheng is well-read in poetry. If possible, she would rather use these elegant poems to curse her to death.
Her enemy. Think of the beautiful painting style of taking the enemy general's head thousands of miles away...
Unexpectedly, it is difficult to fly again, the wind is noisy and it is easy to sink, and the reality is always not what people want. Two consecutive attempts ended in vain, and sure enough... it is still impossible to curse others for their bad luck with the poetry that I am good at.
Zhen Cheng had no telepathy, and it was impossible for the phone to convulse and fall to the ground on its own. It was just that the owner of the phone suddenly turned around and met Zhen Cheng's eyes, whether he heard the curse behind him or out of female intuition.
It was a girl's face that was so beautiful that it made people feel separated from each other. However, the pure face had a trace of mocking evil in the corner of her mouth. She raised her eyebrows lightly, and the silver-haired girl smiled meaningfully at Zhen Cheng.
This smile startled Zhen Cheng. She knew very well that it was impossible for any human being to hear her thoughts at this distance. It was best that the three classmates sandwiched between them did not react.
proof of.
Immediately, she became a little angry because of her overreaction. Damn it... If she hadn't been deceived by this white-haired son and daughter, she would have become a "genuine" extraordinary person by now, so why bother relying on this moment every day?
A half-baked supernatural power lingering on?
That's right, Zhen Cheng, the Thirteenth Miss of the Zhen Family, a sixteen-year-old beautiful girl and a famous detective, is still an extraordinary person.
And this newly-minted extraordinary person is deliberately seeking revenge on the person who brought her extraordinary power.
As for why he should blame the beautiful girl for his misfortune, the reason is very simple, because the strange tattoo that suddenly appeared on Zhen Cheng's forehead was thanks to her.
According to the white-haired girl, this is a path to sublimation that leads directly to the gods, and it is tailor-made for her.
Although she didn't want to believe a word of this nonsense, in fact, the strength Zhen Cheng gained from it really helped her survive a week of crisis-ridden daily life.
As for the specific power... Zhen Cheng doesn't want to think about it now, that thing is too shameful...
Including the random thoughts in class just now, she was still trying to master her power correctly... No, that was revenge, not an experiment!
She will not admit that she is still experimenting with the use of that power, trying to find someone who is more in line with her identity and image, decent and handsome, instead of like now...
No, no, this is simply a matter of logical order. If I hadn't agreed to get the brand in a moment of trance, these fatal anomalies would never have happened, right?
When the silver-haired girl turned her head to look, her elbow seemed to accidentally touch her mobile phone, so that only one-third of the mobile phone was originally hanging in the air, but now more than half of it was hanging outside the edge of the table.
Zhen Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up, the opportunity had come.
“Going down to the coal mine on a cane—pounding coal!”
With a clatter, the silver-haired girl's cell phone in front of her fell to the ground. It seemed that it had hit something bad, and the screen went blank.
You guessed it right, the power that the rune on the forehead brings to Zhen Cheng, the path to sublimation that is so powerful that it is said to be able to reach directly to the gods but is also filled with moral integrity and a touch of sadness, is exactly - rest... ah, Yan Ling!
However, the power of the word spirit that Zhen Cheng mastered was completely different from the synonyms she knew. In short, when the transfer student imprinted the mark on her, he simply explained that this power was related to the rhythm of words.
Although she didn't quite believe it at the time, Zhen Cheng was still very happy. Miss Zhen, who was born in a top wealthy family, was well-educated and talented. She was proficient in all kinds of poetry, lyrics and songs. As for the rhythm of words, she said that this way of sublimation was tailor-made for her.
Customization is indeed understandable.
I just went back and gave it a try... my heart dropped.
How should I put it, reciting poems well is not completely without strange phenomena, but there are no rules at all... it is useless.
For example, she tried to recite "Moonlight before the bed", but she couldn't find any changes. It wasn't until she wanted to buy milk tea on the way that she realized clearly in front of the shop window... that she had lost all her pocket money this month.
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To be honest, Zhen Cheng, this extremely smart little brain, was really struggling for a long time and couldn't get around it. The main reason was that this level of misfortune had filled her every day life since she was a child. It was completely impossible to verify whether it was natural.
It’s still a matter of words and spirits…
However, although it cannot be verified, we can speculate. Assuming that the phenomenon of "lost money" is caused by the spirit of speech, then it means that the operating rules of this cheating speech spirit ability that you have obtained are nothing more than homonyms, taken literally and out of context.
Then she thought of this while buying milk tea in another coffee shop, so she casually recited: "It seems that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky."
Well, although Miss Zhen is not short of money, she still feels unhappy after losing it. Aren’t you looking for what you mean? There should be money falling from the sky for me to pick it up this time, right? Even if there is an extra word "river",
What's the point of having a basin of water on your head?