Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei, let them live with regrets for the rest of their lives.

If we persevere, we will see the dawn of victory.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the spirited Su Xiaoqiang, wondering why his deskmate had suddenly become so enthusiastic.

Well, this enthusiasm inspired Lu Mingfei, who pulled out his thick Oxford vocabulary book and quickly flipped through it.

With his photographic memory, Lu Mingfei didn't need to memorize anything; instead, he practiced grammar quietly.

Learning English is not enough if you only get good grades on tests; you also need to practice speaking.

Teacher Da Ye can teach him authentic Beijing dialect, but as for spoken English... Lu Mingfei really can't be sure.

Should we find a foreign language teacher?

Sigh, I'm going to have to find another mom (crossed out).

On the other side, behind the English book standing upright on the desk, was Liu Miaomiao's burning cheeks.

Ruined.

She acted impulsively.

Why did she rush up and hug Lu Mingfei, especially in front of Chen Wenwen?

What if Chen Wenwen calls me to the literature club after class and, when no one's around, she chops me up?

Although Liu Miaomiao has awakened, she is still a bit timid and prefers a carefree, easygoing lifestyle.

Now that she has deliberately disrupted this peaceful and carefree life of slacking off, she... deeply regrets it.

Liu Miaomiao retreated, choosing the ostrich tactic.

For a moment, the few students who arrived early in the class had different thoughts and worries.

This also includes Zhao Menghua.

Zhao Menghua: "..."

Does he feel like he's being ignored?

Lu Mingfei! Look at me!

Surprised? I arrived even earlier than you today!

But why, why... did you actually ignore me?!

Zhao Menghua looked resentful.

Nobody cares.

At some point in time, students began to stream into the classroom.

After a while, the school bell rang. The homeroom teacher was supposed to have a meeting on Monday, but he was late.

Xu Yanyan whispered to someone that before he ran to the teaching building, he saw a very pretty foreign girl go to the office building.

“Our homeroom teacher is absent, do you think it might be a transfer student?” Xu Yanyan tried to analyze.

"A blonde beauty suddenly appeared out of the sky, but she was actually the male protagonist's childhood sweetheart, whom he had forgotten."

The beautiful transfer student is indifferent to everyone in the class, but she shows concern and special treatment to the male protagonist.

"So cliché, so incredibly cliché." The person shook their head. "I can imagine several light novels that would unfold like this. Ugh, the author's lost their mind."

“Indeed,” Xu Yanyan nodded, “It would be better if my deskmate were a Russian girl who would say ‘I like you’ in Russian from time to time.”

"That's pretty cliché."

"What exactly do you want?" Xu Yanyan asked, annoyed.

“Unless I am the male lead, I firmly believe that the transfer student should not be a blonde beauty who speaks Russian, but a blonde, muscular gay man who likes surfing.” The man pushed up his glasses, the lenses flashing with a sharp light.

Xu Yanyan was speechless.

Then, the homeroom teacher arrived, and the blond transfer student also arrived.

Chapter 107 Zero: "Just Turned Eighteen"

"Ahem, I think some of you have seen it, so there's no need to hide it anymore."

The homeroom teacher slammed his hands on the lectern, his gaze sweeping over the students with their varied expressions: some were eager to do something, some were clear-headed and foolish, and some were indifferent.

After observing the students' reactions, the homeroom teacher said calmly, "Today we will have a transfer student in our class. She is Russian. Let's welcome and encourage her, and show the good manners of Shilan students to uphold the friendship between our two countries."

After saying that, the homeroom teacher clapped her hands, the classroom door was pushed open, and a platinum blonde girl walked in steadily, standing on the podium, facing the students who were shouting excitedly.

"Wow! It really is a blonde beauty!"

"Yay! I want a blond, muscular gay guy!"

"mom!"

"The school is finally aligning with international standards. Will there be a cherry blossom-scented, adorable shrine maiden, a mischievous and cunning senior sister, a tall and slender ninja lady, a nerdy girl who loves potato chips and loves to complain, and a proud and taciturn aristocratic parent in the future...?"

"Are you making a wish here? I want a cold-on-the-outside-but-inside-on-the-inside female sword immortal!"

"mom!"

The homeroom teacher's expression turned sour. It was the first time she had ever seen her students so repressed. The second one from the left in the third row, you called out "Mom" twice to a petite girl!

The era of oppressive arrogance has arrived prematurely, and humanity currently lacks the means to resist it. Tragic.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zero." The beautiful transfer student said expressionlessly, her voice indifferent.

Lu Mingfei stared intently at the icy little girl on the podium. He hadn't expected the system to be so efficient, recruiting Zero early the next morning as a transfer student.

When Su Xiaoqiang first saw Zero, she was amazed by his exquisite and flawless beauty and his powerful and composed aura, and secretly thought to herself, "Buhao."

She turned to look at her deskmate and found that the other person was staring intently at the beautiful transfer student without blinking.

Damn, my deskmate likes this stuff. I should have brought Aunt Liu's stun gun with me. I was going to electrocute him!

"Silence! Silence!" The homeroom teacher grabbed the blackboard eraser and slammed it heavily on the desk, his expression grim as he barely suppressed his anger.

In her vision, when Zero arrives at the classroom, the atmosphere should be harmonious and congenial, and he should say something like, "I have heard that foreigners came from afar not to seize land and wealth, but to observe our rites, music, and customs."

This is similar to the relationship between neighbors. When guests come to visit, the host should naturally sweep the courtyard and serve hot tea. This is their duty and also a matter of propriety.

Since we call ourselves a land of etiquette, we should let our guests from afar see that the people here treat others with propriety, speak and act with order, and do not look down on others because they are ignorant of etiquette, nor are they arrogant because of our own strength.

Therefore, what we are doing today is merely continuing a very ordinary thing: fulfilling our duty, which is the best way to treat guests.

So... does this conform to the Zhou rites?

Seeing that their teacher was about to fly into a rage, the students in the class all fled in terror, burying their heads in the sand like ostriches, and no one dared to make a fuss anymore.

The homeroom teacher was pleased that her prestige remained intact. She glanced at the extra seat in the last row and turned to Ling, saying, "You go there first. If it blocks your view, I'll discuss with everyone to see who's willing to switch seats with you."

"It's alright." Ling shook her head, her slender waist appearing even more upright.

I was malnourished as a child and didn't grow tall.

After being given blood and awakened, his height stopped growing.

Drinking milk, taking calcium supplements, and sunbathing every day has been ineffective for Ling, so she has given up.

Ling stepped down from the podium, passed Lu Mingfei's desk, and glanced at him.

Lu Mingfei had assumed that Ling would speak up in front of everyone and acknowledge him as his father.

If it were Zero in the script, it seems like he would really do that, do it openly and honestly.

In reality, Zero acted as if he didn't know him and was quite indifferent. Unless it was some kind of casual game, they were genuinely not familiar with each other.

Lu Mingfei fell into thought. He had considered whether anyone other than himself would have memories of the simulated script.

Currently, neither Liu Miaomiao nor Ling possesses the necessary qualities, and the same applies to her senior brother.

Well, it's better if he has no memory, otherwise Lu Mingfei wouldn't know how to face them.

Especially Chen Wenwen and Liu Miaomiao, won't those two start fighting?

Lu Mingfei felt deeply guilty for causing her best friends to turn against each other for her own sake.

The transfer student issue was just a minor incident during the morning assembly; everyone else went about their business as usual.

After class, a few girls would curiously approach him and ask him all sorts of questions.

The boys, on the other hand, didn't, because although they felt a sense of restraint in showing off, they were also afraid of being teased.

Any boy who dares to approach a beautiful female transfer student—the emphasis being on "beautiful female"—will inevitably be rumored to be "interested in her," and will be teased by others for a long time afterward.

It's like some kind of cruel rule that the boys tacitly obey.

In the past, if it had been Zhao Menghua, as the class monitor, he would have shown concern for "Chu Zihang the Second" and everyone would have respected him.

But now the class monitor doesn't seem to be interested. Zhao Menghua looked indifferent at the morning meeting, clearly not interested.

That's true, she's a little girl after all, she's too old.

"Zero, where in Russia are you from?"

"Moscow."

Wow, it's Moscow! What's in Moscow?

"It has things that Moscow has."

"Zero, you're putting a cloth under your butt, are you a germaphobe?"

"Yes."

"How old are you this year? You look as delicate as a porcelain doll."

"Just turned eighteen."

Originally, one of Zero's colleagues wanted to fill in "forever 17 years old" on the forged identity, but for certain considerations, it was changed to "18 years old" to facilitate future actions.

Minors are prohibited from dating; the "censored beasts" are caught red-handed every time.

In other words, Zero is a legal loli.

She didn't seem to feel much aversion when the students asked her about her household registration.

If Zero were really 18, she would find these people annoying and have nothing better to do.

But Zero is no longer an 18-year-old girl. If it were you, a 77-born old man (scratch that), returning to campus life, you would probably become more tolerant and find these ivory tower students quite interesting.