My two-dimensional life

It seems that the boy cares for infection, the girl said his name in the hang: "Subfair ..."

"What about the last name?"

"Asian ..."

"Hey? The last name is this?"

In the conversation, the boy found that the adults who have passed around seem to have curious eyes, whispering, seems to treat them as brothers and sisters, or girls are bullied by him, after all, a lovely girl is crying, I am very attractive. Watching, the boy is blessing the hand of the girl with the girl: "Asia is fame, in turn, leave here."

"No ... is not the balance of Afen ..."

In the argument of a girl with a bow, he is not pulled by the boy, and walks on the tile street on the start of the shop street snowflake ...

"The sky is bright ... I have to have breakfast ..."

Among the strange alarm clock, Guo Huang woke up from sleeping, after a while, I found that the snow's voice came from the alarm clock, this is a recording alarm clock, entry the owner's voice and then People got up, but the famous snow is so soft, and people are more sleepy. Guo Huang is busy, calling out a breath.

"Dream? Well, you should seem to memorize the dream, it seems that after returning to this town, my memory is slowly awakening for a child, I am slowly awakening."

Guo Huang is very understanding of the dream, after all, is a man who created a dream of the dream. If he carefully recalls, the next door is a horrible voice. It is a mixture of all kinds of ringtones, and the symphony and no-chaos, the scalp of Guo Huang listened to the scalp, and even busy out of the room, sounding the room. The door, the road: "Famous snow!"

Unfortunately, his voice flooded in the mixed song of the alarm clock, Guo Huangforted, twisted the door lock, good in the name of the snow, there is no anti-lock door to let Guo Huang go in, Guo Huang's first thing is to take the thousand-hand Guanyin The same technique, put all the alarm clocks, finally the world is quiet, he calls out a breath, turned to see, don't cry, because the cousin is famous, still sleeping in bed.

Wearing pink sleep, holding a frog, the foundation of the cat girl sleeps, Guo Huang has to pass, hold her shoulders: "Famous snow!"

The name of the snow is like the rickets. After half a day, he opened his eyes after half a day, and he asked himself: "You Jun?"

"It can be awake."

Guo Huang called out a breath, the famous snow stood up from the bed, lazy stretching: "Good morning."

"..."

Guo Huang said nothing, although the beauty girl is awake, it is very attractive, but Guo Huang is really obeyed, and she finally understood that she said that the alarm clock is the reason for the life.

Chapter 17 Horror Jam

Guo Huang finally understood why the famous snow needs so much alarm clock, otherwise, it must not get up every day. After seeing the name of the snow, I made an yawn, and I was asleep again. Guo Huang helpless hands on her shoulders and wakes her: "Don't sleep."

After tossing for a while, Guo Huang himself washed, leaving the name of the snow in the room. Autumn Aunt got up early, I have already prepared for breakfast, hot black tea in this northern country town in the northern town, and there is a warm and heart, and I also changed the clothes in the living room in Guo Huang. Drinking a red tea admired. The famous snow is coming, and it is still asleep asleep.

Guo Huang couldn't help but: "I remember when I was so sleepy, so many alarm clocks didn't wake up too exaggerated."

The name is only fascinating, and the autumn aunt has gone to the road: "You I, you will go to school today."

"Well, the first day of transfer."

"That takes a little, leave a full-time impression on the new classmates, breakfast is Western-style bread, I don't know if you are not used to it."

"Nothing, my mother said that people can't pick eating."

Guo Huang's words let the young unlike autumn aunt smile, smile like flowers: "The sister will say this? I remember that she is very pickless."

After the end of the finished bread, he had gave Guo Huang. Guo Huang took the bite and bite. Just wanted to praise it, he heard the famous snow that had already returned to God: "You Ying, the bread is not Is it to eat some jam? "

"Well? Ok, I don't really like something sweet, the bread itself can be."

Guo Huang can be a person who eats tomato sauce. Even if it is a worldwide, it is not used to Western sauce. At this time, the autumn eyes loured: "Their just, there is no sweet sauce, I don't try my hand."

Yumi Aunt's kindness, Guo Huang naturally will not refuse to nod: "Well, ok."

The opposite sister is famous. It is still a bit sleepy. Suddenly, it has been frightened, and there is no sleep, standing up: "I am full."

"Hey? Are you not eating a bite?"

Guo Huang was surprised to watch her, and the name was shake his head: "I am already full."

"It's going to sleep."

Guo Huang ridiculed a sentence, Qiuzi Auntie came over, said: "You Jun, the sauce is brought."

I don't know if it is an illusion, Guo Huang felt the fear on the face of the snow, and there was a little bit of Baba. "I am going to prepare things."

After saying that the pace is stiff, Guo Huang is very surprised, and the autumn put a transparent glass bottle on the table, there is a brown sauce, Guo Huangdao: "Qiuzi Auntie, the famous snow does not eat breakfast, no problem?"

"It doesn't matter, the school also has a small sales department to buy it. You Jun, give me the bread, I give you a sauce."

"Oh."

Guo Huang has handed over the bread. Seeing that the autumn opened the jar carefully painted, it was very familiar, the color of the sauce looked at the color, but I didn't know how, Guo Huangming felt a piece of silk, as if When I was a child, I got a feeling of horror film.

"Is it a illusion?"

Guo Huang said, Qiu Zi handed over the bread. After his thanks, he bite, and an incredible taste in the moment was poured into the mouth. He was infiltrated into every cell. Guo Huang's eyes were straight. I only thought that the brain is In the trembling, I lost my intuitive, and the scenery surrounded was in order to make people dazzled graffiti. There is a sense of dizziness.

I don't know how long it is, as if the sound of the world is said: "You Jun, what happened."

Guo Huang returned to God, looked at the autumn aunt, I saw her amiable: "What's wrong, and not with your taste?"

"This ... What is this jam?"

Guo Huang asked in a unprecedented voice, and the autumn smiled: "Secret, how?"

"Flavor ... It is better to say that it is more unique ..."

Guo Huang is in this world-class, there is no story memory in this world, but this moment he deeply understands that he has made a stupid thing, like opening Pandora's magic box.

"Because it is special, only the sauce I can do. Don't waste, eat it."

Looking at her kind and smiling, Guo Huang looked at the jam in the bread, although the body was extremely resistant, but did a difficult choice. Greening the bread on a closed eyes swallowed, and then the whole person is not good.

"I ... I have finished eating ..."

"Well, the name of the snow is not eaten, don't waste, you will help her."

Shouzi took the famous baby's breakfast bread, then smeared sauce, Guo Huang felt a kind of thing called despair.

"You Jun, let's go."

The savior is coming, the sound of the name is like angel, Guo Huang almost tears, standing up: "Well."

"Wait, You Jun, Bread ..."

"Sorry, the first day of transfer can not be late, and I want to go in to be familiar with the environment earlier."

Guo Huang has a perfect reason, then left the table to leave the table to go to his room, autumn looks at the bread to apply the sauce, I have to eat.

When Guo Huang took the things of school, when he woked his family, the autumn was to leave the home, and the autumn laughed, Guo Huang turned, but saw the young and unbelievable autumn aunt, smile laughing: "I am going to make Kuandong to boil at night, so after school, please ask you to bring some materials."

Guo Huangsong has a sigh of relief, not letting him eat jam, so anything can be. When I left the water, I went to the street with snow. I breathed some cold air. Guo Huang's brain finally recovered, whispered: "What is the jam."

"I don't know."

Cats and feet around the body replied: "But mom likes to eat it."

"The autumn aunt is clearly eaten so delicious, but there is such a more horrible sauce than the dark, but why not tell me, the autumn aunt's sauce is so horrible?"

"I have the opportunity to say? If it is difficult to eat, it will make her sad."

"But you don't say, let us hurt the stomach, will this still come out later?"

Guo Huang thought that if you eat this every day, he has started to shiver, the name of Xueyao: "Don't know, you need to be mentally prepared. However, the jam is not easy. If you have finished eating, you can see it for a long time."

Guo Huang feels a gray road in an instant: "I have desperate to the future, I think I am still coming back home."

Chapter 18

"Hey, it's so cold, is it so cold here?"

After the terror of autumn jams, Guo Huang found a more close to life. This North country is too cold. He is a pure ordinary person who is a purely man in the world. It seems to be scraped into the bones. The school's winter clothing is not very warm, and after walking one-end, the footsteps have begun to laugh.

"Today's weather is relatively warm."

The beautiful cousin around me is telling the tone, and Guo Huang stands there, turned around: "I will homes."

The famous snow grabbed his clothes: "No!"

Her voice is a bit anxious. It seems that he is really worried that he returns to his hometown. Guo Huang is just talking about it. It turns around: "Although the future is more robbery, if you return to my hometown, you can marry me. It can only be biting the teeth. "

The name of Xuemei is stunned, and the shy low off: "Time is not too early, don't make fun, the first day of transfer is late, the teacher's evaluation will be very low."

Guo Huang looks at the time is indeed early, and it is not true: "Then we ran over."

"Ok."

The famous snow, he heard the eyes, first step on the steps and then ran up, Guo Huang quickly followed her, watching the black silk of her winter sailor, although this stockings are very thick and very warm, Japan Regardless of the reality or the two-year-old winter dress, there are a lot of high school students, but they still admire their beautiful courage. I can't help you think of a fresh milk needs to be insulated, and the ham needs a refrigerated segment.

Ten minutes later, in the school's teaching building, Guo Huang bends his breathing of the waist, and now this body is weaker than him, and suddenly runs ten minutes, especially this winter very slippery road. I really want his little life, Guo Huang began to doubt, he was in the world of "the strongest disciple in history", how is the various hell training of the teachers, really, Easy, is it a luxury?

A little hand is lightly patted, and it is uncomfortable for him to relieve hypoxia. Guo Huang turned his face. She didn't fall. She said: "It is so fast that you run, why is it uncomfortable. "

"I am the minister of the track and field."

"..."

Guo Huang said in a righteousness, when it is really unable to take people, there are still outside of memory, and she has such a powerful physical strength and endurance. It seems to confirm her words, after a few low-grade girls come in, they are smile and say hello. It is not the name of the seniors, which is obviously a member of the women's track and field.

"It is clear that you are running all the way. As a result, the more you run, you can take me dead."

Guo Huang Xiao Xiao complained, the water is famous, the sorry: "Sorry, you, I ran, habitually slowly accelerated."

Guo Huang is going to say anything, and some people come over and say hello. It is the same as the famous snow, and there is still her Class Huang Wei.

"Good morning, famous snow."

After coming over, the eyes of Mikun in Guo Huang have fallen in Guo Huang: "Xiang Zejun."

"Hey! This is so intimate in the morning."

Huang Mao and Bangbei Sichuan Run use slightly slightly founcing, Guo Huang straight back, facing him: "Are you a porter yesterday?"

"I am not a porter!"

Beichuan Run sounds in responded, I am looking for Guogang theory, Mei Shuxiang said: "Beichuan Jun, help me with the book."

"Oh, ok."

Beichuan Run contact with the school bag, the music will follow her behind, Guo Huang's heart, sure, there is still a porter, the Mei Shuxiang first go to the classroom, and the famous snow will take Guo Huang to the Academic Affairs Office to report, and some Tailing procedure.

"You I, if you can allocate it to a class."

Famous snow is slightly looking forward to saying, Guo Huang smiled and said: "If you have a definiteness, you can."

"Hey? Can the fate can be used in this area?"

The name is very confused, and Guo Hui said: "There is a thousand miles to meet, you see that I am from my hometown to the northern country town, then live in your home, this is not the edge, will definitely be assigned to a class of."

"Ok."

Guo Huang is only a statement of strong words, but it is very happy to make the water. It seems to look forward to the arrival of the class.

The edge, the wonderful.

When Guo Huang took all the procedures, when the class was taken to a class, I saw the name in my classmates, and he wrote the name of the Chinese characters on the blackboard, and then made a simple self-introduction.

However, Guo Huang is like Chinese characters like calligraphy, as well as an invisible charm after the god, still attracts the eyes of class students, and Zeus in myth is in love, it is also very beautiful.

"You Yi, You!"

After Guo Huang self-introduction, he saw the cousin of the cousin and couldn't wait to say. Suddenly attracted everyone's eyes. After all, the famous snow is also a beautiful girl who has been a number of schools. After school, I have been in the track and field event, never and classmates have a boy. What is intended, I can't think of her, I can't understand the school.

It's a little surprised by the people in love with the people. "I didn't think of it really to a class."

Shuiyu is listening to the other words, turned to look at her, and happy emotions reveal. Seeing the name of the Shuokai Xuezheng, the middle-aged class teacher and the good way: "The position is sitting next to the river classmates, if you know, what do you know, you can ask her, the progress, facilities, some rules, etc. Wait."

Guo Huang nature is a polite nod. It is in his position in many sights. On the left side of the famous snow, it reverts the second position in the window. Guo Huang has a little dumb, is this not a dedicated location of the harem male protagonist?

The famous snow has been watching him. After Guo Huang sat down, the teacher published some new semester on the podium. The new classmates said, and the Mei Xiang actually took a first step and Guo Huang hit a call: "I didn't think that your self introduction is so ordinary. "

"How is it not ordinary? Is it necessary to say, I don't want to be friends with friends, if I am an alien, future people, can you come to me?"

Guo Huang said with ridiculous, although the beauty of the "Liang Palace Spring Festival" is not understanding, but it also thinks that he is very interesting and said: "Then you seem to have friends in the school."

"So I put into myself in Pu Tong, I just forgot to say that it is also very rare attributes, than aliens, futures, super power more attracting me more."

"Is there anything more rare than these three things?"

Mei Shuxiang is curious, Guo Huang is a way: "Almost, that is, beautiful woman high school students, rare and precious existence."

The Mei Shuki is stunned for a while, and the smile is smile, and the Beichuan who is not far away is in a hurry: "Hey, Zi Zejun, you already have a high popular cousin, don't shoot in the south ... Ah ... pain ... "

Beichuan Run was kicked by Meishu, this time, I attracted the teacher's mismatics, warned: "The other side, don't talk about classes, listen to me!"

In order not to transfer the first day, he was regarded as a bad student. Guo Huang quickly sat quietly, and the Yunguang in his eyes saw that the famous snow was worth it, noted that his eyes showed joy and some shy expressions.