The first thing he noticed was the boy who was clean and beautiful beyond measure.

He had never seen such clear eyes before. They were absolutely pure. His milk-colored skin made him look untainted. He was wearing a clean school uniform and happened to pass by his line of sight.

He was like an elf who had accidentally entered the mortal world.

Lo Queque, who was half lying on the wall with a plastic bag of sesame cakes in her mouth, suddenly forgot to breathe when she saw such a beautiful existence pass by. She was stunned for a long time.

Lo Queque's heart was filled with sorrow when she was trained.

Daddy, I haven't been a student for so many years, yet I've suddenly returned to my high school life. I still haven't gotten used to it yet.

Subconsciously, she glanced at the blue ball-shaped artificial intelligence floating not far away from her head. It was a presence in the world that only he could see - a companion, a comrade in arms, a partner in work...

It was a bit unrealistic.

As a cold spittle swept past her eyes, Lo Queque managed to dodge in time and broke out in a cold sweat.

"What are you looking at?! Where are you looking?" The director asked with great vigor.

Lo Queque turned her gaze to the ground and remained as silent as a chicken. Very good, this is very realistic.

"Student Lu Renjia, do you have any self-awareness? The second year of high school was about to be the third year of high school! No sense of urgency at all? Look at you! What are you doing?! You're late for school! And you even climbed over the wall! You're actually still a girl..."

Lo Queque agreed angrily in her heart.

That's right, Student Lu Renjia, why don't you have a biological clock? Don't you have any idea in your heart? When I, Lo Queque, was in high school, I woke up every day at six o'clock sharp. Why can't you? You can't expect an adult like me to wake up early, right?

The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. Lo Queque remained as calm as a mountain on the surface, but in her heart, she shared a common hatred with the director. At the end of the director's tirade, not only did Lo Queque not show any signs of impatience, but she even looked at the director in agreement.

At last his expression softened a little. "Forget it, forget it. School has just started, so I won't pursue the matter any further. Hurry up and go to class."

Lo Queque sincerely expressed her gratitude. As she skipped away, she did not forget to take out the sesame seed cake from the plastic bag to eat.

The director's face twitched when he saw that she did not change her attitude at all.

At this moment, the situation of the real Lo Queque, adult, fake Lu Renjia, high school student was neither complicated nor complicated. Lo Queque died and became an employee of the source world. After receiving all sorts of professional training, she was assigned to the ball-shaped smart-brain, Fang, and received a mission. She came to this world and became the current "Lu Renjia."

She was now a glorious storyteller, or, for short, a supporting actress.

Just from hearing Lu Renjia's careless name, one could tell that Lu Renjia was just a passerby. Usually, her scenes would not exceed two lines of words.

After finishing the sesame seed cake, Lo Queque delicately took out a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket and wiped her mouth. "Sophomore class two... sophomore class two... tsk, teeth... do you have navigation?"

She turned her head to look at her teeth, which were still floating steadily, emitting a familiar cold aura.

Then, the familiar vibrations in her pocket, including her phone and WeChat...

Director Tooth: Spicy chicken, turn left after reaching the fourth floor.

With a familiar tone and method, Lo Queque could not be bothered to retort as she replied in a skilled and flattering manner.

[Luo: Thank you, Director Tooth, for showing me the way!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She could have had a conversation with him in her mind, but as a system, she liked to send Wechat messages because she liked to use emojis... Lo Queque felt that she would never be able to understand the young AIs nowadays anyway. The AIs in the city really knew how to play.

When she finally found Class 2, Lo Queque sincerely shouted out her report and calmly walked in under the gaze of the entire class. When she looked back and saw the young man, she finally realized who the beautiful young man was.

Yuan Xici.

A beautiful young man whose name was Yuan Xici. According to the author who could come up with a name like Lu Renjia, this name was definitely not a passerby, but with such a handsome face, he was not the main character.

All Lo Queque knew was that the male lead, a talented high school student who was also an internal member of the National Detectives Team, had transferred to this school's class in order to investigate a bizarre serial killer. At present, the male lead had yet to transfer and no one had died. And Yuan Xici... was a good-looking, seemingly normal... retarded teenager? Because of his IQ, he was ostracized and bullied... Of course, the male lead turned around to stop this situation... Could he be considered a character who entrusted justice to the male lead?

Hmm... The problem was... he was too good-looking.

After sitting down, Lo Queque continued to poke at the book with her pen.

Director Tooth: I think he's just average-looking, much worse than me.

Lo: You're right.

He ignored the emoji and turned off his phone. He could already feel the teacher's face twitching on the podium. After all, his soul was an adult who had graduated from university and worked for a few years. For him to return to his high school life, he felt both nostalgic and funny at the same time.

[Fang: Host, please try your best to maintain your character.]

Lo Queque put down her phone and ridiculed in her heart.

Hmph, you speak so righteously... If it wasn't for the fact that you always like to send messages to daddy on WeChat, would daddy have to look at his phone all the time?

He put his hands on his face and pretended to listen to the class for a while. Then he turned to look at Yuan Xici, who was sitting in the last row.

'Beautiful young man, oh beautiful young man, why are you a beautiful young man? '

Despite her exquisite features, she seemed to be in a daze as if she did not have a soul. The only word Lo Queque could think of to describe her was... a porcelain doll.

A beautiful porcelain doll.

So Lo Queque, who was now bewitched by her beauty, secretly made a decision in her heart, a decision that she would remember a long time later and want to come back through time to slap herself in the face...