"Cock-a-doodle-doo—"
Shrek Academy.
At dawn, urged on by the rooster's crow, the sun lazily stretched its arms, smiling as it cast its first rays. That golden line warmly shone into the rooms, bathing the entire village in gold. It was a color that brightened the eyes, bringing with it the invigorating feeling of the morning.
In the Shrek girls' dormitory, Zhu Zhuqing, unusually, slept in. But the smile on her lips showed she was in a good mood.
Unlike Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, one of only two girls in the dormitory, hadn't slept all night.
Her fair and pretty face looked somewhat haggard, her eyes red, and she seemed quite downcast.
Just like in the original story, she had argued with Flander yesterday because of her laziness. The result was unsurprisingly, she was reprimanded, severely reprimanded, with no one willing to help her; some even spoke coldly to her.
For example: Dai Mubai, Dai Mubai, and more Dai Mubai.
Looking at Zhu Zhuqing's peaceful sleeping face, even the self-proclaimed Ning Rongrong couldn't help but sigh, "She really is a beauty."
Especially those two sinful ostrich eggs, which made her feel full of malice.
Pushing Zhu Zhuqing's arm, Ning Rongrong called out, "Zhuqing, Zhuqing, wake up, wake up, we'll be late for class." Yesterday, Zhu Zhuqing was the only one who didn't kick her when she was down, so Ning Rongrong had a pretty good impression of her. As for Oscar, sorry, our Miss Ning still considers him her little follower!
In her dream—Zhu Zhuqing and the clan elder were embracing each other. He lifted her rosy little face, his lips landing on her forehead, eyes, and the tip of her nose. Finally, unable to resist the temptation, he kissed the softness he had longed for.
Thin lips gradually approached, within eyelashes.
Suddenly, space shattered.
The dream ended, and Zhu Zhuqing woke up. She had been woken up by Ning Rongrong.
"What's wrong, Rongrong?" Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she saw Ning Rongrong, who had already washed up.
"What is it? Zhuqing, the sun's already high in the sky! If you don't get up soon, that old man Flander will scold you again." Mentioning Flander only made Ning Rongrong angrier.
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head helplessly. She didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing. All she wanted now was to become stronger quickly and stay by the side of the man she loved, nothing more.
A moment later, Zhu Zhuqing finished washing up.
"Alright! Rongrong, let's go have breakfast together!"
As soon as she turned around, she found Ning Rongrong staring at her with a strange look. And it seemed like it had been going on for a while.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Zhu Zhuqing asked, puzzled.
Ning Rongrong shook her head, a mischievous smile on her face, and chuckled, "Zhu Qing, have you noticed how red your face is right now? Tell me, did you have a wet dream?"
"Red face." Ning Rongrong's words only made Zhu Zhu Qing's face turn even redder. She remembered that after parting ways with the clan leader yesterday, she had a wonderful sleep back in her dormitory. Then, that night, she dreamt of having sex with the clan leader—the dream was so beautiful, so real, as if it had actually happened. Thinking of this, even her neck flushed pink.
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up noticeably. Something was fishy! There had to be something fishy. This seemingly cold, youthful-faced, busty beauty was actually shy, and judging by her appearance, she really did have a crush on a guy.
Dai Mubai? Impossible. Zhu Qing had never given him a kind look, and how could that lecherous scoundrel be worthy of Zhu Qing, unless she was blind?
Oscar? Impossible. That kid was currently thinking about how to pursue this young lady.
Tang San? "That's probably impossible, too ugly;
as for Ma Hongjun, cough cough, please ignore him, that brothel phoenix and Dai Mubai are birds of a feather.
" Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong gossiped, "Zhuqing, quickly confess, do you have a boyfriend?"
"No, I don't," Zhu Zhuqing retorted. But anyone with eyes could see that this rebuttal was so weak and powerless.
This time Ning Rongrong wouldn't allow it; girls are all gossipy, even the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong, was no exception. She immediately started her tickling technique, "I'll tickle you, I'll tickle you... will you tell me or not?"
Zhu Zhuqing had never experienced such a battle before and was quickly defeated. "Ahhh, it tickles so much, no, no, I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"
Seeing that her attack mode had achieved great results, Ning Rongrong nodded in satisfaction. She sat up, intending to listen to Zhu Zhuqing's love story, but she was overthinking it; this was just Zhu Zhuqing's delaying tactic.
As my classmate once said, sometimes running away isn't shameful; it's called a strategic retreat.
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Since confirming their relationship last night, Zhu Zhuqing had wholeheartedly agreed.
Martial Soul Possession – Netherworld Cat.
"Whoosh."
In a few breaths, Zhu Zhuqing vanished from the room, leaving behind only Miss Ning shouting, "No one cares about the opposite sex!"
Soto City.
Around noon, the three, including ZuZong, Xiao Wu, and Ye Lingling, returned to the city, travel-worn. They had just finished their training.
This morning, just as dawn broke, Zu Zong's biological clock rang, and he ran to wake Ye Lingling. He had promised her yesterday to teach her physical techniques and soul power control skills.
Of course, while he was happy to help this girl with a tragic fate, he would only ask her once. If she couldn't endure the hardship, Zu Zong wouldn't force her; Xiao Wu was an example.
Unexpectedly, Ye Lingling was already awake. She had changed into a black combat leather suit, and even Xiao Wu was awake, woken by Ye Lingling.
Seeing this, some might ask, "This old rabbit couldn't even wake up our ZuZong, so how did Ye Lingling manage?" The reason is simple: Ye Lingling simply said she was going to cultivate with the zuzong.
The old rabbit's sleepy eyes immediately perked up.
Although she liked Ye Lingling very much and considered her a good friend, she also saw her as
a potential "love rival." Ye Lingling was so beautiful; what if a young man and woman alone together developed feelings for each other? Wouldn't she be a fool? At crucial moments, our little Wu (Ye Lingling's nickname) understands priorities and doesn't care about grand principles. The zu zong
rolled his eyes, "Your grand principles probably just mean eating, drinking, and having fun!"
If Zhu Zhuqing were here, she would definitely say: "Rabbit, you're still too naive. I've already stolen your home, don't you know?"
After a morning of continuous training, the three finally returned to Soto City. This was only because they had to participate in the Soul Battle Competition that evening; otherwise, the zu zong would have shown them what true "devilish training" was.
"Lingling, how are you feeling?" the zuzong asked with slight concern. After all, she was a support-type Soul Master, and her physique was ultimately a weakness. If it weren't for the readily available Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul, the zu zong probably wouldn't have been able to teach her with such freedom.
Ye Lingling nodded, her face no longer cold as usual, but instead showing a hint of peace. "Hmm! Although it was very difficult at first, I think I can adapt if I persevere for a while."
Hearing this, Xiao Wu was unhappy. "This blockhead only cares about Lingling, but not about me! It's outrageous!"
"Ah, I'm exhausted! Xiao Zong, so you train so hard every day! My head is spinning, my back aches."
As she spoke, Xiao Wu's eyes involuntarily stared straight at the clan leader again, her face turning red.
Why did she say "again"? Because this wasn't the first time she'd seen that look in his eyes since he started cultivating. It was a way of telling him to carry her on his back as usual.
He was incredibly serious about cultivation. In this world where strength reigned supreme, he never thought having a system meant he could be complacent. He didn't consider Tang San the protagonist, nor did he consider himself one. Douluo Star would keep turning even without him. If he became lax because of this, death wouldn't be far off.
Looking at Xiao Wu's "pitiful" appearance, he said helplessly, "Carrot set meal for lunch, deluxe version."
Xiao Wu's eyes lit up. Carrot set meal, and a deluxe version at that! Now Xiao Wu's dizziness, backache, and pain were gone! She regained her energetic self.
Thinking of this, Xiao Wu habitually pounced on him, transforming into a sloth and clinging to his neck, cheering, "Yay!"
His lips twitched. "She really is a glutton."
Just then, a clear female voice rang in his ears: "Excuse me, can I take one?"
Cold sweat dripped from his forehead—Holy crap! A major car crash scene.