The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

There are people who are angels who break their wings, and there are people who God wants to break your wings to make you die.

I heard from my mother that Li Shepherd was born with a thunderstorm that almost killed him when he saw the world of flowers.

This makes Lee Shepherd wonder, how many things did he do in his last life to hurt God?

Shepherd Li was only able to open his eyes when he was three years old and to walk shaking when he was seven years old. Talk when you're 10, until you're 14 and you can't practice your sword like any other teenager --------

Some say that when the gods close a door, they keep a window for you.

If Wu can't do it, then read well. Maybe you can drink a few more bowls of spirits and write a few poems like those literary Confucius. But whenever Li Shepherd picked up the book, his head became faint and he quickly pillowed on those square words into his dreamland.

The same table shouted, didn't wake up.

Teacher scolded, useless.

A new teacher even broke a ruler because Lee Shepherd slept in his classroom -- that's an alloy ruler.

However, Shepherd Li remains the same.

Drowsy as hell!

Just let him sleep and we can talk about anything.

Without a good night's sleep, his temper was particularly grumpy.

For example, during his trip to the lake today, he had such a fierce conflict with Zhang Chen, precisely because he was awakened when he was not sleeping enough to have a good dream.

At least that's what Lee Shepherd thought.

Wow -------

Shepherd Li's head came out of the bathtub and gasped.

He calmed down for a long time, but he still had a heartbeat.

“Aren't I a piece of shit?” Shepherd Li thought in his heart. “What happened to that punch just now? ”

He carefully wore his arms and his skin was just as delicate as ever, just soaked in purple red by hot water.

Ta-da!

The door of the room was pushed open and a lovely girl rushed in and asked eagerly: "Brother, have you been bullied by an asshole again? ”

Girls have big eyes, like they bring their own natural glasses. Except for the black ink ball, you can barely see the white eye.

The tip of his nose was slightly upright and his little mouth was red. Skin feels like snow when your fingers touch it gently and it melts.

White light gauze white brilliant, peach red ribbon on head shakes slightly because it runs too fast.

The girl's face was sweet and even though she was in a state of anger, she still had the urge to pinch her little face forward.

Miss Li, three years younger than Shepherd Li. The two studied together in Renaissance High School, Li Shepherd studied senior year, and Li Si studied senior year.

Of course, unlike Li Shepherd's ‘scum’ brother, Li has been smart and clever since childhood. Since childhood, he has been the child king, and every year he has won the school's first laurel crown with the best grades.

She studied three years later than Li Shepherd, but only one grade lower than Li Shepherd. Because she jumped twice in a row when she was a child.

Jumping was also recommended in high school, but was rejected by parents. They believe that three years of high school is the most important three years, and that they are better prepared for the examination of the best universities in God's kingdom.

Miss Li is a beautiful little girl at school or a famous school-grown figure. She was able to find out about the bullying of Li Shepherd in the first place, and Li Shepherd was not surprised.

Shepherd Li held his chest to cover the dew spot and said with a bitter smile: “Miss Li, how many times have I told you to knock on the door when you come in -----”

Li Ming has never been used to knocking on doors, and every time he enters his room, he runs straight into it. Li Shepherd also doesn't know how many "Flower Palace" he could not have sacrificed in time to hide.

Whenever Li misses seeing Li Shepherd reading these ‘bad books’, he grabs them and says he wants to give them to his parents.

Strangely, the parents never talked about it with Shepherd Li.

“Oh.” Li Mingxiang blushed slightly, sweeping Li Shepherd's eyes and retreating.

When you leave, don't forget to close the bathroom door.

Knock, knock, knock -----

There was a knocking room outside.

“Brother, may I come in?” Miss Li shouted at the door.

Li Shepherd looked helpless and said: "Come in. ”

Li Ming pushed the door in again and asked anxiously: "Brother, which bastard bullied you? ”

“I bullied people.” Li Shepherd said. He didn't brag to his sister this time. He did punch Zhang Chen away. There are a lot of people who can give themselves a witness.

“Brother, who did you bully?” Miss Li's face eased slightly and asked out loud.

Li Shepherd's face was touched. He thought he was his own sister.

He looked at Li Ming with a smile and said: "Zhang Chen tried to bully me, and I ended up bullying him back --but things were over. ”

“Humph------” Li Ming raised his little face and chilled out. Qian Liu Hai also swayed slightly as she moved. “It's that bastard Zhang Chen again, I can't spare him. ”

Shepherd Li quickly persuaded him to say: “Miss, things are over, your brother has not suffered this time, so don't bother him ------you are a girl-----"

Shepherd Li is worried about the safety of Miss Li. After all, Li Ming is just a weak girl. If Zhang Chen exhales her anger at herself, this is the last thing Li Shepherd would want to see.

He would rather suffer some grievances himself.

This is also the main reason why he is unwilling to conflict with people and to tell his family about his bullying in school.

“No,” Li said with determination. "No one should bully my brother. ”

“Miss -------”

“Brother, I bought you roasted sweet potatoes.” Lee missed pulling a small box out of his bag, and before it opened, he smelled a rich sweet potato scent. “Come on, eat while it's hot. ”

Shepherd Li was moved and split the dough melon in the box into two pieces. “Come on, we're halfway there. ”

“You eat, I don't eat.” Li missed shaking his head. “Sweet potatoes fart. ”

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The school kicks the pavilion and is running a friendship match inside the school team.

As the team leader of Renaissance High School, playing ball is a compulsory daily lesson for Zhang Chen.

Plus, he likes to hear those girls screaming briskly and sweetly as they spill their sweat.

“Cheung Chen, come on -----”

“Chen Zhang, you are the best -----”

“Chen Zhang, do I love you?" ----- ”

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Zhang Chen couldn't help but look at the audience again. There were a group of girls who were refueling themselves, but the most active and sweet looking girl in the whole field was something he had never seen before.

“What a beautiful sister-----”

“What a lovely voice------”

“How cute it is to jump like a little angel --------"

Because he frequently looked at the audience, several kicks from his teammates were lost by him.

The game paused and a group of players squeezed their eyebrows at him.

“Captain, there's something new going on again ------”

“Spirit cabbage, this time I give ninety-ten --------”

“I give 98 points, if you don't want to give it to me --------”

“Tired of eating big meals, you have to change your appetite once in a while, don't you? ”

Zhang Chen and his teammates muttered a few words and then walked towards the audience.

Backup fans in the audience immediately screamed, someone brought tea, someone sent sweat towels, and someone prepared a beloved lunch box.

“Thank you. Thank you.” Zhang Chen was taken care of by many fans and thanked with a smile.

He saw the little girl who had just jumped loudest, hiding behind the crowd, looking at herself with delicate eyes, but embarrassed to approach the cowardice.

New guy, understandable.

Zhang Chen separated the crowd and walked towards the cabbage.

“What's your name?” Zhang Chen had a strong voice and a gentle smile on his face.

“My name is Miss.” The girl looked up at Zhang Chen and looked down as if she were a frightened little rabbit.

“Miss, good name -----” Zhang Chen smiled even more charming.

What a good girl, the moment she raised her head and lowered her head, she made his heart pound.

She reminds Zhang Chen of a poem by Empire poet Xu Zhimo: the gentlest one with the lowest head, just like the shyness of the cold wind.

“Thank you," said the girl, blushing.

“What's in your arms? ”

“I made soup. ”

“Really? There aren't many girls who can make soup nowadays. The man who can make soup is really a jealous guy ------”

“This is for you -----” the girl raised her head, her star-like eyes firmly looking at Zhang Chen Tian.

“Really?” Zhang Chen smiled. “So I'm the lucky man? ”

“My craftsmanship is not very good ------”

“It's already hard. ”

“Probably not very tasty -----“

“Expensive. ”

“Are you sure you want to finish it? ”

Zhang Chen smiled happily and said: "Of course. How can you waste a woman's heart? ”

The girl handed over the soup bowl in her arms and gently ordered, "Be careful, it's hot. ”

“It won't.” Zhang Chen felt his heart melting away. He took the soup bowl and said, "This is the best gift I've ever gotten --------”

He raised his head and poured it.

Drinking and drinking, his eyebrows wrinkled.

When I think of the girl saying 'I'm not very good at it', he leans back and continues.

Drinking and drinking, his stomach twitched.

When I think of the girl saying 'probably not very good', he persists desperately.

Drink it and his heart hurts.

Thinking about what he said to the girl, 'How can you waste a beautiful woman's heart', he also wanted to persevere in the end ------

“Vomit--------”

He turned around suddenly and threw up in the grass behind him.