First Period Is Chinese, and Our Chinese Teacher Is Also Our Homeroom Teacher, Liu Yan. / Meeting Me Is Your Good Fortune!

Yue Youyou was sitting there pondering a math problem when, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a "sneaky" figure at the back door. When she looked up, her eyes lit up.

"Dream..."

Ling Mengxue made a "shh" gesture, and Yue Youyou blinked quickly, nodded rapidly, and immediately understood.

This is called... keeping a low profile!

"Well done." Back in her seat, Ling Mengxue 'couldn't wait' to take out the textbook she would use for the first class. She had missed it terribly after not seeing it for several days.

After waiting for a while, Yue Youyou finally couldn't hold back any longer and leaned closer, asking with concern, "Mengxue, are you alright?"

"Huh? What could be wrong with me?" Ling Mengxue asked, puzzled.

"Well... before, the teacher told us that you were in a car accident and hospitalized. Your classmates were all very worried about you and wanted to visit you as a group, but nobody even knew where you were. It seemed like the teacher was intentionally hiding it... At that time, we thought you were already... already..."

"??"

Before speaking, Yue Youyou's eyes reddened slightly, and her voice choked a little, "Cough cough... We thought you had left us, and everyone cried for a long time. Many of your classmates were your little fans, they (omitted) (omitted)..."

"?!"

Ling Mengxue's lips twitched almost imperceptibly; she could no longer imagine what was going on.

Holy crap, Sister Yan Ying, isn't your reason for taking leave a little... a little... bad??

Ling Mengxue couldn't think of any swear words.

Unsurprisingly, she caused quite a stir in the class again after class.

When Tang Ling saw her, she burst into tears almost instantly, rushed over and greeted her with a barrage of questions.

As the class monitor, Liu Yinxuan first established discipline. She and Lan Yuxin never believed that Ling Mengxue had actually been in a car accident. After all, she was known as 'Star Dream Beneath the Moonlight,' able to stop a large truck with one hand without any problem. How could she have been in a car accident?

Let's just punch it flat!

"Hey, I knew you were alright." Seeing that she had a chance to speak, Shangguan Li smiled and joined in the conversation.

Ling Mengxue wasn't particularly surprised that she would be so "busy" right after morning self-study.

The first lesson was Chinese, and the Chinese teacher was also the homeroom teacher Liu Yan.

Liu Yan walked in, her face serious as she prepared to give a lecture. She placed her textbook on the podium, adjusted her thick glasses on her flat nose, and only after noticing Ling Mengxue in her seat did a smile appear on her face.

"Mengxue, come to my office after class. I need to ask you something. You haven't been here for a while, so remember to catch up on your homework with a classmate."

"Okay, teacher." Ling Mengxue nodded.

"Alright, students, now let's get our spirits up and continue the lesson. Look at the blackboard, how many days are left until the college entrance exam?..."

At lunchtime, Liu Yinxuan and a few other friends came up to her, all looking very curious, and invited her to have lunch together.

Ling Mengxue thought about it and didn't refuse, since she usually ate lunch at the cafeteria anyway.

Throughout the journey, Tang Ling held her arm the whole time, her eyes shining. "Mengxue, tell me quickly, have you been saving the world for the past month or so? We've seen your name on 'those' forums!"

"Huh? Aren't there any duplicate names?" Ling Mengxue said.

"But... strength can't be copied!"

Lan Yuxin thought for a moment and couldn't help but interject, "Mengxue, why don't you tell us? We want to go see it during summer vacation too, a grand adventure~☆"

[img=700,392]htt [img=700,655]htt As many of you probably know, and as I've mentioned before, this book was originally intended to be a long, casual slice-of-life story. It's light and relaxing; to put it bluntly, the main plot revolves around daily life and hidden events—small stories that happen around the protagonist. If you prefer fast-paced, enjoyable reads... well, to each their own. Don't force yourself if it doesn't suit your taste! ☆

Each chapter's short story is constantly being revised and adjusted, and I'm never satisfied with it. Sigh, I'm always learning.

All in all, this book has been in the works for over a year, with many coincidences along the way. The author reads all kinds of books, and there are some parts that I feel uncomfortable writing and want to revise... but it doesn't feel right. I treat them as mistakes and use them to motivate myself.

I've read most of the comments; some people liked it, some criticized it. It's very encouraging, at least... for the majority of them.

The original plan was to write slowly even in my spare time from studying and working, and if no one read it, I would just do it purely out of "love".

Finally, thank you again for your love and support.

Wishing everyone a happy life and a bright future.

Han Ruxue

October 27, 2022

[img=700,502]The last 300 characters are not counted in the character limit~ This can be viewed on a computer.☆

Chapter Forty-Six: It is your honor to have met me!

Knowing she couldn't hide it any longer, once she arrived at the cafeteria, Ling Mengxue recounted her experiences in Star Prefecture in the most tactful way possible.

Of course, she only talked about things she didn't care about. She didn't mention the 'Star Engraving Alliance,' 'Potion House,' 'Blood Doll,' or the things about 'Bai Yun,' because those were too outrageous and it wouldn't have a good impact if she talked about them.

During lunch, Ling Mengxue remembered the "delivery" she had received that morning and reached into the side pocket of her skirt to take out the envelope.

I took it out from under the table and looked through it; a strong sense of adolescent chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur) hit me.

For some reason, she suddenly had a bad feeling and opened the letter.

--Ah, foolish mortal, it is your honor to have met me~

--I am the creator of order, the Adjudicator of the Spiral Hell, the root of the World Tree, the weaver of fate, the sole descendant of the Evernight Witch and the Dark Fallen Angel, the great Thorn Princess, Ruo☆.

--As night falls, only our King, the embodiment of order, truth, light, and justice, can resist the corrosive forces of darkness, save all living beings from suffering, and dispel the morning mist!...

My people, offer your highest praise here!

"..."

"Snap--"

Ling Mengxue quickly repackaged the letter and stuffed it back into the envelope. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.

There are other people around, what if someone sees us?

How embarrassing!

OK, what is all this about?

The creators of order?

Weaver of fate?

The sole descendant of the Evernight Witch and the Dark Fallen Angel?

Could things get any more childish?!

And... is this really a belief?

Are you sure this isn't a self-narration?

The signature format wasn't even clear; which chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) sent this to themselves??

Are they fellow patients?

Pah! Where did I get these fellow patients??

I got home at noon.

Ling Mengxue still wanted to find some clues from the package she received that morning, so she checked it carefully again. Unfortunately, apart from the recipient's name, she couldn't find any other clues.

Could it be that they just sent the wrong item?

Or did he accidentally reveal his whereabouts, and it was sent by a fan?

That's highly unlikely.

On my way home, I bought some groceries, put everything in the refrigerator and organized it, then went upstairs first.

Ling Mengxue didn't think much of the anonymous letter and treated it as a prank.

Nothing really happened; it probably really was just an "accident"?

For the next few days, her life was very quiet and comfortable, as if she were just an ordinary student, attending classes and doing what ordinary students should do, which could be considered a rare period of leisure.

Occasionally in the evenings, after finishing her homework, Tang Ling, Lan Yuxin, and the others would invite her to the park in the center of the street to "spar" and "train" to improve her magic skills and "moral theory."

Tang Xiaohua usually runs to the Magic Association after class. She is already Intermediate Mage, with a high level of skill and a thirst for excitement. When she comes to visit again, she can't beat Ling Mengxue, so she can only go back to "further study" and do tasks to improve herself and earn points along the way.

She has only one goal now: to devote all her energy to "leveling up," then defeat "Star Dream Beneath the Moonlight" and become a legend!

In response, the person involved simply said: You're overthinking it.

Having dreams is always a good thing, so let's not discourage other people's confidence.

Whenever she hears that they've agreed to fight, Qiu Yun'er will do her homework in advance and come over to join in the fun.

Her reason was very simple: it was forbidden to bully the weak with numbers. Tang Ling and the others naturally had no objections; they were just even more excited!

June 27.

The morning before the fourth mock exam at the end of the semester.

"Ding-dong--"

Early in the morning, Ling Mengxue had just woken up from her groggy sleep when she heard the doorbell ringing from the living room downstairs, along with the deliveryman's familiar voice. She felt a little helpless.

"Hello, your package has arrived!"

"..." "Cough... right away!"

If you don't understand, just ask. Are you Jett?

Delivered on time, every moment.

Without much thought, Ling Mengxue used magic to wash and dress for five seconds, then hurriedly went downstairs to open the door.

As expected, the same delivery guy was standing outside the door, beaming as he said, "Hello, miss, please sign for this package."

"Mine??"

Ling Mengxue pointed to herself, feeling a strange sense of familiarity with the scene, and subconsciously asked, "Is there a sender's name written on it?"

"Hey, sorry, just like last time, there's no special label, only the recipient's name and address."

"What exactly is it?" Ling Mengxue asked directly.

The deliveryman carefully checked the package information, then suddenly grinned, pointed to the contents of the box, and said, "Hey, same as last time, 'computer parts'."

"..."

Ling Mengxue's expression froze for a moment, then her expression changed as she recalled the anonymous letter she had received a few days ago.

Could it be that "Princess" again?

The deliveryman didn't notice her unusual expression; he simply handed her the package and pen, and couldn't help but tease, "Hey, miss, you have so many 'computer accessories'!"

"..."

If you don't understand, just ask.

Are you being impolite?

After the deliveryman left and she returned inside, Ling Mengxue couldn't wait to open the package.

Inside was the familiar premium gift box, only in a different color. The packaging remained elegant and beautiful. Upon opening it, a "card" floated out.

Good heavens, it's not that it's completely unrelated to the previous letter, it's practically identical!

"Is it you? The great Thorn Princess??"

Ling Mengxue opened the envelope and murmured unconsciously.

After realizing what she had done, she was startled herself. She had become so deeply involved; she thought, "I'm already your subject, okay?"

Please, I beg you, don't have another relapse this time!

"Ah~ my devout people, I will offer the Lord's guidance. From this day forward, as long as you sincerely ask of my King, he will grant all your desires~"