Liu Juan woke up slowly. His face was very red, like someone who had eaten a lot of wine.
The nanny said: "Ji Xiang, it's already one o'clock. Sir, do you want to go back? I can ask Lao Mu to drive Xi Jinping home. If you don't go back, you can sleep in the guest room. Sir, what should you do?"
Liu Juan turned around and didn't see Xiao Shuihua, knowing that she had been carried to her boudoir by her servants.
He rubbed his eyes and said, "I'm going home. School starts tomorrow. I have to go. Oh, no one needs to take me there. I'll take a taxi outside."
The nanny didn't say anything. She sent Liu Juan out and closed the door.
Liu Juan looked back at the red door, as if he had just had a dream. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky and saw her standing helpless in the sky, feeling indescribably lonely.
After returning home and lying on the bed, Liu Juan couldn't help but feel excited as he recalled the previous scene.
Maybe the road in the future will be more difficult than today, but Liu Juan knows that even for a small splash, he will grit his teeth and persevere.
Because Liu Juan knew very well that he had neither any background nor any capital. If he wanted Xiao Shuihua to live a peaceful life, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and accept a gaming career.
Only when you reach the level of the Demon in the game, or exceed the level of the Demon, can you change from passive to active, and you can control your own destiny.
Thinking of this, Liu Juan suddenly became very excited. He looked at the time and found that it was already six-twenty without realizing it. He quickly got up and got dressed.
According to the school's regulations, these forty minutes from seven o'clock in the morning to seven forty are morning reading time. If you are late, you will be severely criticized by the teacher.
If it were in the past, Liu Juan might not care, because he had already studied very hard, but his grades could not improve. Although he was anxious, he had a clear conscience. As long as he didn't find his parents, it didn't matter to him.
But it was different now. Now that he knew that he had the ability to remember photographs, he would not forgive himself if he continued to waste time.
Liu Juan will never forget the pressure of the saint in the game.
"Squeak!"
Because he was distracted, Liu Juan tore off the buttons of his shirt in a hurry.
He stared blankly at his hands, worried. Why was he exerting so much effort if he wasn't just putting on clothes?
wrong!
Liu Juan reacted suddenly, looked at his hands, and murmured to himself: "Why does my strength... seem to be much stronger?"
He waved his fists twice, and suddenly the fists were filled with wind, as if they contained great explosive power, and his whole body seemed to be filled with endless strength.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Liu Juan placed the torn off button on the table, glanced at the door of his mother's room, picked up his schoolbag and turned around to go out.
Liu Juan didn't care too much about whether his clothes were torn.
His mother once told him that it doesn't matter whether the clothes he wears are new or old, and it doesn't matter whether they are cheap or expensive. As long as the clothes are clean and the person is clean, they will do it right!
Liu Juan's home is not too far from the school. If you walk, you can get there in about half an hour. Worried about not having enough time, Liu Juan trotted all the way to school.
However, at the beginning, Liu Juan still couldn't control his body perfectly, so he ran as if he was drunk and staggered. Because he felt that when he was practicing the Yi Jin Jing, he didn't know why he couldn't.
flowing in the veins.
So, he slowed down.
After more than ten minutes, he gradually adapted to the changes in his body, and his steps became more even. By the time he got to school, he could control his body calmly and skillfully, and there was no difference at all.
However, Liu Juan was still late.
When he stepped into the school gate, the bell for morning reading had already rang, and he immediately ran towards the classroom.
When he came to the classroom, he didn't see the head teacher. Liu Juan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "Fortunately, the head teacher is not here!"
He walked towards his seat with luck in mind, but suddenly he felt someone looking at him.
Liu Juan turned his head suddenly and suddenly found that the teacher was sitting behind and looking at him.
