Bird Soul: Unparalleled National Warriors at the Beginning

"My schedule is messed up."

Nan Yan, who was woken up by the alarm clock, relied on his remaining willpower to escape from the bed with the magical power of swallowing people.

He went to bed after playing a few games of mahjong last night, but his consciousness was very clear while lying in bed, and he finally fell asleep at two o'clock in the morning.

I went to the community downstairs and went for a run around the residential area. This kind of body cannot do without exercise.

After coming back, he brushed his teeth and washed his face. Nan Yan changed into his student uniform and tidied himself up in front of the mirror.

As expected of him, he is indeed handsome and yuppie.

In fact, he doesn't know how to dress up, he just needs to keep himself clean and fresh. His hair is a very ordinary hairstyle, and his eyes don't look that energetic, but there is a hint of evil in his eyebrows, as bright as stars, and there is something about him. A sense of depth.

This is undoubtedly very attractive to neon girls.

It's a pity that the figure is not strong enough, which makes this figure look a little bit meaty.

However, if you continue to exercise slowly, you can still get stronger, so don't worry.

I went to the convenience store downstairs to have a simple breakfast and then set off to school.

The residential building Nan Yan rented was far away from the school. It took several stops to get to the school. As the original owner, Nan Mengyan seemed to be very afraid of his classmates, so he specially chose a remote B\u0026B area.

To him, escaping was shameful, but useful.

For him, going to school is just like handing in a task. He doesn't like to interact with anyone and is very autistic, so after class every day, he lies on the table and waits for most people to leave the classroom before leaving quietly. .

Although Nan Yan himself is not the talkative type, he cannot be as self-pitying as Nan Meng Yan and completely cut off communication with the outside world.

I have to say that the neon environment is really scary. If you don’t work hard to join a small group, you will be severely excluded and become a marginalized person that no one cares about.

No one will care about you. At most, they will make a few comments in a mocking and disdainful tone when they see you sleeping in the classroom.

"This guy named Nan Mengyan fell asleep on the table as soon as he came to the classroom."

"If this kind of person can't fit into the class, just leave him alone."

"My grades are also at the bottom. I really don't know what the meaning of such a person living in the world is."

"..."

The memories Nan Mengyan left to Nan Yan were all negative information, surging like a tide and sadistic, it was disgusting.

If he hadn't had decades of experience in his previous life, Nan Yan might have been influenced by him.

What a poor child...

Nan Yan didn't know how to evaluate this kind of person, and he didn't have any thoughts of criticism. Everyone had his own way of life, even the rats in the ditch had their own way of survival, and they tried their best to live in this world.

But depression cannot change the status quo.

And the only thing he can do now is to live better than anyone else in this world and live more wonderfully than anyone else in the name of 'Namen Yan'.

In the noisy classroom, Nan Yan came to his seat without paying any attention to anyone in the class.

In the class in District 11, large and small communication circles were divided into large and small communication circles early on when they entered school. The good students gathered together to discuss the upcoming math test; the more current class cadres sat around and discussed loudly. Looking at the social gathering with classmates from other classes in a few days; the students who were hanging around gathered together and exchanged something in low voices with obscene smiles on their faces.

The small high school class shows all kinds of things.

But Nan Yan does not belong to any group and is alone.

As a marginalized person in the class, there was no need for him to forcefully blend in.

"Okay, calm down.

There is a math test today. The paper this time is very difficult. It will be difficult for people who haven’t reviewed it well to get high scores.

You have been slacking off more and more recently. If your grades in this exam are very poor, I will consider asking your parents to talk to you. "

As the class bell rang, the head teacher with a standard mean face walked in and announced to the students in the audience as soon as he entered the door.

The class, which was no different from a vegetable market, suddenly became deathly silent, knowing that the nature of this math test was very different from ordinary tests.

Not long after, a brand new mathematics paper was handed to Nan Yan.

"The math paper for the second grade of Neon High School?"

Nan Yan rubbed his chin and browsed the questions carefully.

The difficulty seems to be easier than the math questions in Tianchao High School.

Although Nan Yan only got an ordinary test in his previous life, his math scores were basically among the best. Even in college, he could score above 95 in advanced mathematics and linear algebra.

If it was the English paper and the Japanese paper, Nan Yan could only barely reach the passing mark.

But this math paper was nothing to him.

"However, there are a few math problems that I have never done before, so I still can't be careless."

Nan Yan picked up his pen and started writing answers on the paper.

It didn't take long for Nan Yan to finish all the questions and there was still time to check them again.

The mathematics test questions in District 11 are indeed much easier than those in Tianchao. It can only be said that Tianchao’s papers are really ridiculous, especially the Xijiang paper, Beihe paper and the hellishly difficult Sujiang paper. Some of the questions in them are completely beyond comprehension. It's a model. Sometimes even if the teacher does it, you may not be able to do it in one go. You have to work backwards based on the answers.

Questions of this difficulty are basically used to screen out elites, because most people can do questions of ordinary difficulty and can score points stably.

But these questions are not necessarily the same.

After checking it over and over again, except for a few knowledge points that Nan Yan had forgotten and was not sure about the answers to, there shouldn't be any big problems.

At this time, a boy at the same table cast a surprised look at Nan Yan.

This Nan Mengyan, can he do the questions so quickly?

You must know that he was originally the one with the lowest grades in the class, and this paper was extremely difficult. How could he finish it?

Looking at the dense writing on Nan Mengyan's paper, this boy thought something was wrong.

Couldn't this guy just take a peek at his paper?

Either he was writing randomly, and there was no way he could finish this set of papers by himself.

Feeling the gaze from his deskmate, Nan Yan was just bored and spread out the paper openly.

The meaning is obvious, copy it, copy it, you can copy dad's papers as you like.

However, what he got was a disdainful snort from his deskmate's nose.

Although his grades can only be said to be in the middle of the class, he is not so poor that he wants to copy your Nan Mengyan's paper. You, Nan Mengyan, are the last in the class. Let me copy your answers. How funny!

Tsk tsk

Good intentions have been treated as if they were a donkey's liver and lungs.

Seeing this, Nan Yan didn't take it seriously. After all, Nan Mengyan's original results were too scary, and others would definitely not believe his answer.

When he was bored, Nan Yan looked out the window in the distance and landed on the girls who were taking physical education class.

Although the girls in District 11 are short in stature, they seem to have sufficient nutrition.

No wonder the girls that Kobayashi painted later turned into numerical monsters who were even more supermodels than Haramura Kazuzu. Each of them looked as if they had been inflated, and were even bigger than their heads.

Originally, Nan Yan felt that this was not in line with human aesthetics at all, but now it seems that the original author was based on reality.

After taking the exam and going through a boring high school class, it was finally time for get out of class to end.

Nan Yan did not leave immediately to participate in club activities, but planned to go to the cafeteria first and buy a few Mexican tacos.

Last time I saw Yuki eating barbecue rolls, it showed him that he was hungry.

Why are the barbecue rolls so fragrant? He wants to buy a few to try them.

And there will definitely be a tough battle ahead. Buy some food to replenish your physical strength, otherwise I may not be able to hold on.

Just as he packed his things and was about to leave, he heard a loud noise outside the door.

Nan Yan raised his head slightly and saw a girl carrying a backpack walking towards the class.

And that girl is none other than Haramura Kazu.

It's obviously the same JK skirt as other girls, but it looks particularly eye-catching when worn on the girl's plump figure. Her smooth and beautiful long hair is simply tied up with two big red bows, and the rest of her hair is It was worn casually, making her appearance look particularly pure and beautiful.

The delicate and flawless white face looks a little childish, making people want to pinch it.

However, given the identity of the girl, no one would really dare to do this.

With her arrival, the corridor in front of the classroom seemed to take on an ethereal and beautiful scenery. All the students who had originally planned to leave the school were unable to walk. It was obvious that they were inevitably stunned by the girl's appearance.

"It's a crime to carry a backpack with a figure like this!"

"She is so beautiful and has a great figure. Why is my figure so miserable?"

"Actually, there is still room for growth! Let your boyfriend help you more."

"Hate!"

There are a lot of comments, but most of them dare not go too far. After all, Haramura Kazu's parents have a transcendent status, and Haramura Kazu is also the first person in the national mahjong competition individual competition, with excellent results, outstanding appearance and figure.

For such a perfect girl, even the most jealous person would not dare to have the idea of ​​being jealous of the other person, they could only look up to her.

"Hehehe Haramura-san, I often watch your games and am a loyal fan of yours. Can I get an autograph?"

A girl stepped forward and asked Haramura Kazu with a playful smile.

"terribly sorry."

Haramura Kazu shook his head slightly and said, "I'm here to find someone."

"Who are you looking for? Tell me your name and I will ask for you!"

This girl is obviously the type with an unrestrained personality and is very willing to help.

At the same time, she was also very gossipy and wanted to know who Haramura and Lai were looking for in the senior class. Are they best friends? Or boyfriend?

"Excuse me, is Senior Nanyan here?"

Haramura Kazu was not so petty, and her tone was as calm as ever, no different from how she usually spoke.

"Nan Yan?"

Upon hearing this name, the girl frowned at first.

Even a social butterfly like her is very unfamiliar with this name and can't remember it for a while.

But soon, the eyes of this girl who had met countless people lit up, "Oh, oh, you should be asking about Nan Mengyan. He is in the class and he probably hasn't left yet."

But this classmate named Nan Mengyan seems to be unknown in the class. He is taciturn and has no special skills.

How could a boy like this, Haramura and such an outstanding girl come to him?

It’s so out of tune!

"What the hell? Did I hear you right? Haramura Kazu actually came to see Namco Yan."

"Who is Nan Mengyan?"

"It seems that he is the one sitting in the corner in the class. He doesn't have any friends. The one who was very fat before seems to have successfully lost weight now."

"No, what is it about him that makes the goddess take pity on him? Last time, a little girl from a lower grade came to Nan Mengyan. Don't tell me, that little girl is so cute, and she fell in love with him for some reason. Nan Mengyan.”

"This guy is really destined for women!"

All the boys' eyes were red with envy.

Why can't they encounter such a good thing?

Just as everyone was talking, Nan Yan walked out of the classroom with his schoolbag in one hand, immediately attracting envious and jealous looks from all the boys.

But I have to say that after losing weight, Nan Mengyan seems to be quite handsome. I didn't notice it at all before.

Is it because of this appearance that attracted the goddess of the original village?

Damn it, I obviously have smaller eyes than Nan Yan, a bigger nose, a crooked mouth, a longer nose hair, more acne marks on my face, darker skin, and thicker pores. Don’t we all have two eyes? With a nose and a mouth, how could Nan Yan be favored by the goddess!

This unscientific.

"Let's go to the cafeteria to buy some food first."

Nan Yan ignored these glances.

Originally, he had no friendship with these people, so there was no need to care about what others thought.

"good."

Haramura Kazu nodded obediently, it was just a casual thing anyway.

As the two passed by the crowd, various voices came to Nan Yan's ears. Many people were curious about who Nan Mengyan was.

It can only be said that Haramura Kazu is indeed a goddess-level figure in school, and the discussion is indeed high.

But there is one thing that Nan Yan still agrees with, that is, it is indeed a crime to let a woman of Haramura and JK's stature carry a backpack!

It was impressive enough in the first place, but under the tightness of the backpack, it looked even more majestic.

Even a person as determined as Nan Yan can't help but be attracted by this magnificent scene.

So, can’t you just follow him and carry a schoolbag?

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Mahjong department.

At Haramura Kazu's urging, they came very early.

Yuki and Kyotaro were only in their first year of high school, so they were not too busy with their classes and were almost always in the mahjong club. However, the president Hisashi Takei had not arrived yet. However, Mako Sometani, whom he had not seen before, came to the club early and seemed to have been waiting for a long time. .

"Nan Yan, you're not bad. Even the guests at my Quezhuang are discussing the 'wall-building style' you developed. This style has caused quite a stir on the Internet recently."

When Sometani Mako saw Nan Yan, she pushed up the lenses in front of her eyes and seemed to be quite interested in Nan Yan.

After Xiaohe told her last night that it was Nanyan who developed the 'Wall Building Style', she rushed to the club after class today just to have a good exchange of card skills with the founder of this style.

You must know that many of the guests at her Quezhuang are practicing the 'wall-building style' in the past few days, but they have not been able to achieve the results that Nan Yan did.

Moreover, the scores of the cards played by Nan Yan that night have gone viral in all the major casinos and mahjong parlors, so much so that anyone who tries to play the game now will nervously shout "Build a wall".

The legendary figure who can bring about this trend, Mako Sometani, has to pay a visit to the mahjong club.

"Well, it's just a mediocre entertainment style. Unless you can beat professional sparrows on the field, this style of play can only be used against passers-by in ranking rounds." Nan Yan said modestly.

Hearing this, Sometani Mako adjusted his glasses with a playful expression.

You guys really have no self-awareness at all!

It has clearly defeated many professions in the ranking game, but it is also said that it can only be used to defeat passers-by.

This is like someone rubbing a nuclear bomb with his bare hands to kill a whale, then sighing and saying that it is a pity that he did not encounter the legendary five-clawed golden dragon, and then said that unless he can kill a five-clawed golden dragon, the nuclear bomb can only be used to fry fish. .

I don’t feel modest at all when I say this, it’s so pretentious!