(First of all, I declared, even if I changed the following slightly, it is generally the same, adjust the heroine's personality, the heroine is now a drama spirit + a late-stage patient with secondary disease + a bigwig personality)

Yu Xia lost her memory.

Then a guy who claimed to be a system approached her and said that she had a task to do.

As for why she is called Yu Xia.

It was also the system that told her, although she felt that the dog system might be lying to her.

Because how can the name of the big guy be so ordinary?

As a salted fish who just wants to eat and wait for death, Yu Xia originally wanted to refuse, but the guy in the system said that he could wear it to other worlds to play in the future.

For example, fantasy, the kind of world that can fly to the sky and pretend to be forced.

Yu Xia was shamefully moved.

Then she was fooled into binding the system and began the journey of fast wearing.

It is said that this was her first world.

The original owner was a school bully since he was a child, he didn't smoke or drink and didn't drop the top three in his studies, and after graduation, he successfully found an excellent job, and then died in a plane crash.

Fang is twenty-eight years old and has never been in love.

Yu Xia was a little embarrassed.

Tut-tut, it's miserable!

So the original owner has a wish to fall in love before graduating from high school, and then break up.

Yu Xia understands very well.

After all, the student days are incomplete without early love~

The dog system also issued a task for her, saying that she wanted to take a drama certificate in this world, and it was said that there would be additional rewards.

Yu Xia fell into deep thought.

Could it be that she is not good enough to act now?

*

Yu Xia had been in this position for twenty minutes.

The girl held her chin in her hand, her beautiful eyes stared straight at the blackboard, and her face was paralyzed with a snow-white delicate face.

Then she had to stop this rather pleasant daze.

Because of the class.

High school life is so miserable, and the big recess is only twenty minutes.

As the teacher's mouth kept honking, Yu Xia soon became sleepy, her eyelids were fighting up and down, and her head was lowering little by little.

For details, refer to the chick pecking rice.

……

Yu Xia has been depressed lately, and she regrets a little that she agreed to that dog system.

Because she always feels like a big guy.

She should be going to do big things, instead of doing tasks here and being at the mercy of this dog system.

……

Classes ended soon.

As a member of the study committee in the class, Yu Xia is responsible for the task of collecting homework.

Although she thinks that the big guy shouldn't do such trivial things as collecting homework, she can't help it when she begs for a living under the head teacher.

One by one, the girl stood next to the last row.

There was a man lying on the table.

It looks slender, and the two long legs under the desk can barely fit.

The man had a book over his head, his messy and soft hair, and he was wearing a snow-white shirt that exposed only the back of his neck.

But somehow it looks tempting.

Yu Xia reached out and knocked on the table, but the other party did not respond.

“……”

The girl looked at him with the eyes of a fool, and then reached out and tugged at the man's collar, and her delicate and impatient voice sounded.

"Classmate, wake up, wake up, it's time for you to turn in your homework!"

The man lying on the table moved, and slowly stretched out a slender white hand to take down the book that was clasped on his head.

Yu Xia's eyes were drawn to these hands.

The boy's knuckles were slender and white, and his nails were cleanly trimmed, making them look like delicate works of art.

The girl was paralyzed and silently complained in her heart.

Oh, my God!

How can this damn enviable cold white skin grow on a boy?

Oh my goodness, shocking!

Qi Xu, who was woken up, raised his head and looked at the study committee member in front of him, the emotion in his light brown eyes was faint, and his cherry red lips pursed lightly.

"What's the matter?".

His voice was a little hoarse, and it was low and clear, which was the kind of magnetism unique to a teenager, and it was very pleasant.