The fake daughter lives in a haunted house, begging for mercy

The spring is warm and sunny, the ice and snow on the river melt, and the willow trees sprout green leaves.

The pages of books on the classroom table were turning rapidly, and the countdown to the college entrance examination hanging on the wall changed from three digits to two digits.

In the first unified examination of this semester, Shi Ling's performance made a qualitative leap.

When she saw the sixth grade in the class and the top 100 rankings in the grade on the score sheet, she was still a little dazed.

After all, her grades had been improving last semester because of Luo Yuan's teaching and Yu Chen's teaching, but after she mastered the basic knowledge, the speed of improvement in her grades slowed down.

Moreover, she felt that her brain was really working much better this semester.

She could actually understand the knowledge points that had made her sleepy in the past, and she was able to pull out a lot of related knowledge points in her mind.

Luo Yuan told her seriously: "This is like a chemical titration curve. It changes slowly in the early stage, but once it accumulates to a certain concentration, the quantitative change will cause a qualitative change and a sudden jump."

Shi Ling suddenly said: "Oh."

Yu Chen looked at Shi Ling with an even deeper look.

This is not a titration jump. There are many things that even Luo Yuan has not told her. She is clearly God suddenly opening a door for her, and the things behind the door belong to her.

That day in Duncheng, Gu Xiuji's hypnosis on Shi Ling had some effect.

The depressed classmate Zhong Yungong stared at his seventh-ranked score sheet for a long time, his eyes becoming more and more gloomy. When he turned around, a warm smile appeared on his face: "Shi Ling, how did you review during the winter vacation? You are making so fast. .”

When Fang Songzhao, who was handing out biscuits everywhere, heard this, he slapped the biscuits on Shi Ling's table and pretended to be angry with a puffed face: "Okay, Shi Ling, we agreed not to study during the winter vacation, but you actually went behind our backs to overtake us! "

"Who told you that I can overtake in corners only because of the guidance of the famous teacher Luo Yuan." Shi Ling hugged Luo Yuan's arm with a smile.

Zhong Yungong glanced at Luo Yuan. He had watched Luo Yuan's learning videos at home, but she only taught basic questions online, which was of little use to him.

He even felt that Luo Yuan, a learning anchor, was only average in his teaching skills, and his popularity was all based on his appearance. If he was willing to give lectures, he would definitely be better than Luo Yuan, but he would not waste time teaching others. What if others could surpass him in teaching?
Zhong Yungong smiled at Shi Ling and said, "Your grades are improving so fast. Maybe you will be better than the old and surpass Luo Yuan someday."

No matter how slow Shi Ling was, he noticed that there was something wrong with Zhong Yungong's words.

But Luo Yuan just glanced at him lightly, "I don't know if Shi Ling will surpass you, but she has surpassed you now."

Zhong Yungong's smile froze slightly, and he couldn't help but clutch the score sheet he had just handed out.

Luo Yuan looked at Shi Ling, reached out and touched her head, with a smile on her face: "Of course, it doesn't matter even if you exceed it, Shi Ling, no matter how hard you work, you should be the best."

Shi Ling was slightly startled: "Well, Luo Yuan, you are so kind to me."

Luo Yuan smiled and said: "We are friends, of course I hope you will get better and better. Only the weak and narrow-minded will be afraid of being surpassed by others."

Zhong Yungong looked ugly. Is Luo Yuan talking about him? He kindly reminded her that she was really ignorant!

……

After school, Shi Ling was teaching Yu Chen to do a mechanics problem.

Yu Chen was playing with a pen in his hand, bent over and stood beside her, listening carefully to her topic.

Every time Shi Ling finished speaking, he would turn his head to see his reaction.

The young man has a clear and handsome profile, fair and cold complexion, and the green window behind him is full of loquat trees in spring. The sunlight passes through the gaps between the branches and leaves and comes through the window. It also seems to be refracted through the young man's shallow eyes, which is magnificent and elegant.

His porcelain-white chin nodded slightly to show that he understood, and when he encountered something he didn't understand, he stretched out his slender fingers and pointed lightly on the roll. Behind them, Li Zhining's opaque eyes narrowed slightly and he only looked in front of him. He drew the figure of the boy and girl in front of him with his pen on the paper.

However, the men and women in the painting are all dressed in ancient costumes, and they seem to have the power of emperors.

The girl's fairy sleeves are fluttering, and she wears a plain robe as if she holds all the clear clouds of the nine heavens. The cloud patterns are flowing, as if the heaven and earth, mountains, rivers, sun and moon are all in her sleeves.

The moon hung high behind her, shining brightly. On her cold and agile face, her eyes were lowered with compassion, but she was smiling at this moment.

The young man beside him is wearing a black robe, with dragon patterns flowing around, and a crown covering his face, as if a ghost has stepped out of the dark night, with a lonely look on his face. Only when his eyes fell on the girl beside him, the ice and snow melted, and the sky broke.

In the painting, the girl is sitting in front of the desk, holding an imperial pen and drawing something. She tilts her head slightly and looks at the young man beside her, as if asking for advice. The young man beside her nods slightly.

They respect each other, even though they are so distant that they dare not touch them, yet they seem to be intimate, as if the stars and the moon are accompanying each other, forever and ever.

Li Zhining silently stopped writing.

This was not the future she had foreseen.

But in the past.

It doesn't matter, the stars will soon return to the moon and rule the boundless night.

Li Zhining stood up and put the painting on Yu Chen's desk as he passed by him.

Yu Chen frowned, thinking that it was those flirtatious girls who were sending him love letters again, and he was about to ask her to take the things away, but he was slightly startled after seeing the content on the painting.

Shi Ling and him?

This seems to be called fan art, right?

He had seen fanart drawings of Shi Ling and Luo Yuan or Shi Ling and Qin Niao on the Internet before. Those idle netizens could make fun of anything.

He stared at Li Zhining thoughtfully and silently put the painting away.

Is this new girl trying to make fun of his relationship with Shi Ling? Although he is blind, his eyesight is quite good.

Zhong Yungong saw with sharp eyes that Yu Chen actually accepted the things Li Zhining gave him, and he sneered in his heart. He thought that Yu Chen liked Shi Ling so much. He usually ignored everyone except Shi Ling, but it turned out that he was just in front of Shi Ling. One thing, another behind it.

He immediately revealed: "Yu Chen, what did Li Zhongning give you just now? A love letter?"

Sure enough, Shi Ling, who was in the back row, raised his head and looked over, with a look on his face.

Wow, Yu Chen actually received a love letter? Didn’t he always return love letters in person before?

Yu Chen glanced at Zhong Yungong coldly, and looked at Shi Ling hurriedly. Just as he was about to explain, he saw the expression on her face that wanted to eat melon, and suddenly felt a shiver in his heart.

Yu Chen took out the painting and handed it to Shi Ling, "She painted us."

However, the sullen expression on Shi Ling's face calmed down.

Li Zhining's painting...that's not an ordinary thing. It has a prophetic effect.

But, what the hell is this painting? Wearing period clothes? The last time Li Zhining painted her wearing the clothes of the Republic of China, she traveled to the Republic of China. This ancient costume looks like an emperor...but it doesn't look like it belongs to any dynasty!
Shi Ling thought about it carefully and finally realized: This must be a cosplay costume! Only cos clothing will look weird!