School, try out one's skills

  After hearing Mo Zihan's question, the girl was visibly startled.

  She looked up and down at Mo Zihan for a long time, her voice trembling as she asked, "Zihan, are you scaring me?" Looking at Mo Zihan's slightly dazed and very puzzled eyes, the girl believed that she really didn't recognize herself.

  It's unlikely that Mo Zi Han would make such a joke about himself anyway.

  Mo Zihan moved her lips, but ultimately shook her head.

  "I'm Youyou! Qin Xiaoyou! What's wrong with you, Zihan?" The girl bit her lip and grabbed her arm.

  Mo Zihan subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but after thinking for a moment, she said, "Follow me." She then withdrew her arm without leaving any trace and walked towards the direction of home.

  Qin Xiaoyou followed her with a silly expression. Because Mo Zihuan had been absent from work for the past two days, Qin Xiaoyou took advantage of the lunch break to visit her, fearing that Mo Zihuan's irritable old father had beaten her again.

  Looking at the bruise on Mo Zihan's chin, Qin Xiaoyou was almost certain of her judgment.

  Never thought that Mo Zihan actually didn't recognize her! Had she lost her memory or what?

  Mo Zihan then opened the courtyard door and walked straight in.

  Qin Xiaoyou hesitated at the door, "Can I come in?" Before, Zi Han never let her enter, she knew that Mo Zihan was a bit self-abased, if it wasn't for an accidental encounter, she wouldn't even know where he lived.

  Mo Zihan inexplicably turned around and said, "Come in."

  Qin Xiaoyou just stepped into the yard. At the first moment she entered the yard, she was surprised at the scene in front of her, and it was hard to imagine that this city still had such an old bungalow. There were some chickens and ducks raised in the yard, a cemented old well with running water, the yard was filled with pots and jars, and there was a simple shed, which seemed to be for bathing, as it was connected to the solar panel on the roof by a pipe.

  Mo Zihan looked at her expression and knew that the girl had never been to her home. Also, through her expression and dress, it can be seen that the girl's family background should not be bad.

  Seeing Mo Zihan approaching, Qin Xiaoyou hastily withdrew her astonished expression.

  As she walked into Mo Zihan's small room, the girl's face changed and she pointed at the small bed in disbelief, saying "Zihan, you live here?"

  Mo Zihan smiled and nodded, before leaving, she simply tidied up the small bed, which looked clean and tidy.

  "Who am I? Sorry, my head was hit and I lost my memory. I can't remember anything from before." Mozigan sat on the small bed and patted the side naturally, indicating for the girl to sit down.

  Qin Xiaoyou didn't show any disgust and walked over to sit beside her, with an anxious expression saying "You've lost your memory? Can't remember anything?"

  "I don't even know I'm Mo Zihan." Mo Zihan self-deprecatingly smiled.

  Qin Xiaoyou bit her lip and took a long time to digest the situation in front of her. "Zihan, I'm Youyou, Qin Xiaoyou..."

  Through the girl's words, Mo Ziheng learned that Qin Xiaoyou was her junior high school classmate and also her best friend.

  Looking at the girl's increasingly red eyes, Mo Ziheng finally stopped her words and said, "The doctor said that it might be temporary amnesia, and she will remember soon."

  "Really?" Qin Xiaoyou asked with red-rimmed eyes.

  Mo Zihan revealed a hint of a smile.

  After staying at Mo Zihan's house for a while, Qin Xiaoyou glanced at her watch and stood up, saying, "It's almost time for class, I have to go. You... can you take care of yourself at home?"

  Mo Zihan lowered his head and thought for a moment, "I'll go with you."

  "What?" Qin Xiaoyou's eyes widened, "Going to school?"

  Mo Zihan smiled and nodded, "Go to school."

  She didn't want to stay at home by herself, which made her feel very bored. She wanted to quickly integrate into her new life instead.

  Lan City Third Middle School is a relatively good junior high school in the Shili Gate area of Lan City. Shili Gate is where Mo Zi Han lives, and she was assigned to this school after graduating from elementary school, regardless of her grades.

  Getting off the bus, Mo Zihan tidied up her sportswear and seemed to take going to school very seriously, not allowing any sloppiness.

  Looking at her serious face, Qin Xiao You couldn't help but laugh, "Can you not be so silly! Hurry up, class is about to start."

  After finishing speaking, she naturally pulled Mo Zihan's hand and walked into the school.

  It was a bit sweltering in the afternoon of September. Mo Zihan was pulled into school by Qin Xiaoyou with a silly look on his face.

  She looked around at the school buildings, entering the main gate was a large playground, separated by the playground, to the right front was a gray teaching building. The small woods behind seemed to be expanding, and workers were working there.

  On the left side of the school is a two-story canteen. Qin Xiaoyou said that the library is on the second floor of the canteen.

  The whole school is not very large, and you can see it all at a glance.

  Quickly walking to the teaching building, students were coming out of the cafeteria one after another and heading towards the teaching building. From time to time, someone would walk past Mo Zihan's side and give her a glance, while Qin Xiaoyou would glare back fiercely.

  Looking at Mo Zihan's puzzled expression, Qin Xiaoyou rolled her eyes and said, "Those few people just now were all our classmates, they're quite dishonest. Don't tell them about your amnesia, or who knows what kind of trouble will arise again."

  After saying that, he seemed somewhat uneasy and instructed, "Anyway, if those people talk to you, just ignore them."

  Mo Zihan nodded and followed Qin Xiaoyou into the teaching building.

  Through Qin Xiaoyou's introduction, Mo Zihan knew that her class was Class 8 of Grade 2. There were a total of ten classes in the entire sophomore year group, with Classes 1 and 2 being key classes, which were re-divided after the final exam at the end of the first semester of freshman year.

  The eight classes behind allocated students equally, and there wasn't a big difference, it's not that the eighth class was third from last in terms of grades.

  As soon as I arrived at the classroom door, I heard the noise coming from inside.

  "Really? Didn't you say you took several days off?"

  "I just saw her on my way back, looking silly and pretending not to know me." Someone said with a mocking tone, and the voice seemed to be coming from this side of the wall, so it was clearly audible.

  "I even asked her to bring me some more breakfast pastries that day, and then she didn't come to school the next day, was it because I scared her off?"

  Qin Xiaoyou's expression was resentful as she bit her lip, and with a cold hum, she took Mo Zihuan into the classroom.

  As the two walked into the classroom, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became quieter, and the students who were just laughing and discussing Mo Zihuan all looked at Mo Zihuan's frail figure.

  Qin Xiaoyou's seat was in front of Mo Zihan's, so she took Mo Zihan to the desk and chair by the window.

  Mo Zihan followed Qin Xiaoyou from behind, walking straight through the aisle between the tables and chairs, ignoring the strange glances cast by those around her.

  Just as Mo Zihan was about to walk past him, a tall and handsome boy looked at her with an evil smile and suddenly stretched out his foot!

  Mo Zihan still didn't look down at her feet, but just as she was about to trip, she suddenly lifted her right foot high and stepped on it heavily.

  "Ah!" The boy suddenly pulled his foot back. Mo Zihan, however, smiled and turned around, raising the corner of her lips, and blinked her eyes like a fox, "Classmate, are you okay?"

  The boy was stunned for a moment, then glared at her angrily, stood up and cursed, "Biaozi yang de!"

  Everyone was stunned and didn't understand what he was scolding about.

  The boy also raised the corner of his mouth triumphantly, this was a phrase that his cousin who had just returned from Spain taught him, he looked forward to Mo Zihans silly expression.

  But Mo Zihan's eyes suddenly turned cold and she replied in a rapid tone, "Do you want to die?"

  Her voice was still somewhat husky and low, but her indifferent expression sent chills down one's spine.

  The boy's expression was stunned, and then he saw Mo Zihuan seem to pull the corner of his mouth, turn around and walk back to his seat.

  Until Mo Zihan returned to her seat, the boy was still standing there in a daze. He didn't understand what Mo Zihan said, but she must have been speaking Spanish, and it sounded more authentic than his cousin's.

  And what made him stand there stiffly was Mo Zihans expression just now, which made him feel a little... afraid?

  "What did you just say?" Qin Xiaoyou turned her head and asked, leaning on Mo Zihan's desk.

  Mo Zihan shook her head, furrowed her brow, and suddenly smiled, "The man's spoken language just now was not authentic, his pronunciation was too stiff."

  Under Qin Xiaoyou's bewildered and stunned expression, Mo Ziheng lowered his eyes to think deeply.

  If she had some doubts about whether she was really Mo Zihan before, then now she can almost confirm this idea.

  She is not Mo Zihan, absolutely not.

  The man was speaking Spanish and she happened to be extremely fluent in it, this wasn't a subconscious reaction, the knowledge was right there in her brain, ready for use whenever she wanted.

  She just couldn't remember some things, couldn't remember why she was in Mozihuan's body, what she used to do?

  Could it be that I was an archaeologist or appraiser in the past? Or perhaps a Spanish language teacher?

  Since waking up, many details have made her fully affirm that this body has changed owners. She knows it's a strange idea, but the fact is just as strange. If you say that when you first woke up, there was still some confusion, some dare not confirm, some dare not determine, and even dare not guess.

  And now she thinks she doesn't have to consider so many things anymore, nor does she need to doubt so many things.

  But she didn't want to explore those things anymore.

  Shaking her head, Mo Zihan shook off those messy thoughts. At this moment, a teacher had already walked into the classroom and was taken aback when she saw Mo Zihan, "Mo Zihan? Hmm... you come to my office after class to sort out your leave."

  The teacher was a young man under thirty years old, wearing black-framed glasses and looked very elegant.

  Qin Xiaoyou looked back at Mo Zihan with some concern and said in a low voice, "I'll go with you after class?" The teacher on the podium smiled and said, "Qin Xiaoyou, if you have something to say, why not stand up and speak louder?"

  The class burst into snickers, Qin Xiaoyou pouted and turned her head around, "Teacher! I said I want to go with Mo Zihan to the office!"

  Mo Zihan was shocked, Qin Xiao You seemed to be not afraid of this teacher at all. Are students nowadays like this?

  "Do you also need a day off?" The teacher asked with a smile.

  Qin Xiaoyou paused for a moment and didn't say anything else.

  The teacher smiled at the students and said, "Qin Xiaoyou's approach is very good. I hope that in the future, when you have something to say in class, you will speak up loudly, rather than whispering to each other."

  The snickering grew louder, and Mo Zihan also looked at the teacher with great interest, feeling that this man was too good at mocking people, yet he had a straight face and a smile.

  After class, Mr. Chen, the teacher, was the first to leave the classroom.

  "Chen Keyang is notoriously sharp-tongued and sarcastic! Most of the girls in our class are used to his teasing, don't be afraid of him." Qin Xiaoyou said with a look of disdain as they walked towards the office.

  Mo Zihan walked alongside Qin Xiaoyou with her arms wrapped around her chest, nodding slightly with a lazy expression, "Don't worry."

  Qin Xiaoyou looked at Mo Zihan and felt that there was something different about him, but couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.

  When I arrived at the office, Chen Keyang was fiddling with the computer, which seemed to have some problems and made a humming noise. The teachers around were either drinking water or busy with their own tasks, all with their heads down.

  Mo Zihan walked up to Chen Keyang's side, but he didn't notice her at first and instead continued to tap on the computer.

  "Need help?" Mo Zihan asked.

  Chen Keyang seemed to have just noticed her arrival, and raised an eyebrow with a smile, "It's needed, but can you help?"

  Mo Zihan smiled lightly and walked around to the front of the host, lifting her hand to move it out. As she disassembled the components on the host's case, she said indifferently, "Don't underestimate others, even if they appear to be useless in other people's eyes."

  Chen Keyang was taken aback! He stared at Mo Zihans slender back in surprise!

  In just three or five minutes, Mo Zi Han had already disassembled the casing, and the tool in her hand was just a small round pen from his office desk!

  "It's just a broken fan, cleaning it will do, Teacher Chen wouldn't not even understand such simple computer knowledge, right?" Mo Zihan turned around, her small face the size of a palm, but her eyes were round and bright, only at this moment, those eyes had a hint of doubt and disdain.

  Chen Keyang smiled awkwardly and said, "I didn't expect you to know so much, why was your computer exam score so bad last semester?"

  "Knowing more doesn't mean good grades, I know some common sense about computers, but it doesn't mean I know how to operate them, right, Teacher Chen?" Mo Zihan stood up, "Just wipe the dust off the fan and heat sink with a brush, if there's lubricating oil for the motor that would be great."

  She said that made sense, Chen Keyang scratched his head and asked, "I have some lubricating oil in my car, can a normal hair brush work?"

  "Alright." Mo Zihan nodded slightly.

  Before long, Chen Keyang came back with the tools, and Mo Zihuan took them and fixed everything in no time.

  She put the case back on and restarted it for testing. As expected, the computer no longer made a humming noise.

  Chen Keyang rubbed his computer up and down, staring at Mo Zihan in disbelief.

  "What's wrong? Young fellow, this machine is a bit out of order. Can you take a look at it?" The teacher on the side saw the situation and hurriedly stood up to greet him.