The woman sitting at the desk is wearing a well-tailored suit, her hair is meticulously combed, and her eyes are sharp under gold-rimmed glasses. At this moment, she was looking at the "Application for Changing Major" in front of her with a serious face.
After a moment, this powerful lady looked away from the paper, looked at the person standing in front of her desk with her head lowered, and slowly said: "Classmate Fang, are you serious?"
Fang Qingnuan's already drooped head lowered, and she squeezed out an undetectable hum from her throat: "Yeah."
"This is the first time I have seen such an outrageous request since I became the dean." Ms. Mandela, the dean of the School of Mental Healing, said, turning on the optical computer projection screen and calling up the admission information of the person in front of her.
Admission information for the 139th freshman class of the First Imperial Military Academy:
Fang Qingnuan: Female
Test area: remote galaxy
Written test score ranking: 2
Mental power level determination: A level
Physical strength: Level C
Overall ranking: 2
Department and major: School of Spiritual Healing (Spiritual Awakening and Treatment)
[Note] The student’s mental strength level reached S level when he entered the school for retest, and needs to be carefully observed.
"In just one month, it is impossible to advance your mental power from A level to S level. Although I also think that the machine malfunctioned when you took the exam on the remote star, but the admission score cannot be changed, and you are still ranking second for yourself. Are you angry?" When mentioning the S-class mental power, Mandela's face showed a rare expression of relief. Twenty years later, she finally met another extremely talented student.
Fang Qingnuan, who stood opposite her and dared not express her anger, bit her lip like a little quail, her clenched fists loosened and tightened, and she squeezed out a few more words: "No, no, Dean. I only……"
"You just failed the written re-examination for admission? Do you just don't want to be a roommate with Janeve, who ranked first in admission?" Mandela asked rhetorically in a tone that I understand, and walked to the side of this thin girl. , lightly brushed her shoulder, "You just wrote an application form to switch from the top major to the bottom major to attract the school's attention?"
Fang Qingnuan fell into a brief silence and cursed a series of dirty words in her heart.
When I woke up, I opened my eyes and found that I was in the examination room of a written examination. I couldn't understand a single question. What else could I do if I didn't hand in a blank paper?
Roommates with Janeve? The original owner received the lunch just because he was her roommate. If he couldn't afford to offend her, why not apply for a dormitory change to hide away?
Draw the attention of the school? If it weren't for the fact that this college broke so many rules and wouldn't even approve a dormitory change application, would she apply to the College of Nutritional Sciences where she hides away from others?
There is no book system, and there is no memory inheritance. The countdown to death starts when you come up. This kind of hell-level time travel will make no one confused!
Yes, Qingnuan here is not Qingnuan over there. This shell is replaced by a roaring soul from China, the earth in the 21st century.
She hadn't thought about how to deal with the old aunt in front of her who looked so resolute but was actually so difficult to deal with. A soft, crying female voice broke the stalemate between the two.
"Oh, Xiaonuan, is it really because of me? You said you don't mind, but you still mind that I, who is not worthy of my name, appear next to you with the title of number one..."
The half-open door of the office was pushed open by a blond girl wearing a white skirt. Her facial features were exquisite and beautiful, especially those eyes filled with moisture, which were like crystal sapphires in the morning mist. It made people sigh that the Creator is eccentric at the same time. , but also just want to hold the treasure to make her happy and smooth her slightly frowning eyebrows.
But Fang Qingnuan turned around and saw this pitiful little white flower, and felt that her already swollen brain became more painful. The heroine, if you don't go and chat with the hero, what does it mean to come over and talk to me over tea?
After several days of observation and speculation, Fang Qingnuan determined that this world should be the world in a book with a bad article.
She had never read a word of the novel called "The First Love of an Interstellar Boss". She only remembered it after being teased by her best friend a while ago. Because there is an unlucky cannon fodder character in it who has the same name as himself.
In short, when college just started, the heroine and the hero were in an ambiguous period, and suddenly a charming fiancée descended from the sky and the hero killed the heroine. But by mistake, the killer turned out to be Fang Qingnuan.
The murder case went unsolved, but the male protagonist's boyfriend was so powerful that he took the frightened female protagonist home and "lived together". Soon after, the veil between the two was broken and they were together naturally.
God knows how panicked she felt when she came out of the written examination room in a daze and was pulled by the beautiful girl who claimed to be Janeve to answer the questions.
Fortunately, after the urine escape, it was time for the mental strength test. As the first place in the class, Janeve was called by the teacher to help test the equipment, so he didn't bother her anymore.
But who would have thought that when she entered the test chamber in second place, the display device outside glowed with golden light, frightening everyone. The teacher called the dean and the others, and then took a test in front of the whole class and the crowd who came to watch after hearing the news, and confirmed her true S-level strength.
Although Janeve smiled and congratulated her, her attitude towards her was not so warm after that, and she simply stayed up that night, allowing her to enjoy the happiness of being alone in the luxurious dormitory.
That day, the girls in the class couldn't stand the fact that Janeve was so beautiful and so close to Denver, the new school idol, so they spread the news throughout the school. Almost everyone knows that there was a bullied S-class freshman in the first grade of the Healing Department. Because he came from a remote galaxy in a poor country, he was overpowered by a rich business lady with A-level mental power, and he was ranked second in the grade.
The next day, the results of the written test came out. When everyone saw that Fang Qingnuan ranked at the bottom and got a zero score, they made the rumor even more exaggerated by spreading it from person to person:
"Have you heard? That genius S-level in the healing department, in order to protest to the school that he was the first in the class, he deliberately handed in a blank paper in the written examination!"
"Are you so tough? I remember she was ranked second in grade during the unified examination!"
"That's not all. I have a relative in the logistics office who told me that early this morning, the S-class applied for a dormitory change. He would rather squeeze into a four-person room than share a room with the eldest lady."
"Tsk, tsk, I don't believe it when you say there is no bullying on campus."
"Speaking of the eldest lady's A+, it is said that there is something fishy about it. Her high school classmates said that she was still a B in her senior year of high school. They all suspected that she took enhancement drugs before the test."
"I know this. I have a relative who works in the laboratory of the eldest lady's family. I accidentally said that they have developed a new product, but it is still in the testing stage. She is also a ruthless person if she dares to eat it!"
"Report——! The latest news is that the S-class dormitory change application has been rejected. The eldest lady is now crying and rushing into the dormitory."
"She's crying, isn't she? Shouldn't she be crying at the S level?"
