Chapter 903: Truly belong to the world

There are many benefits to getting up early.
It not only has physical benefits such as refreshing, promoting metabolism, improving skin, not getting fat easily, and improving immunity.
There are also potential benefits such as making the brain sober, having more time to plan for the day, increasing happiness, improving work efficiency, and so on.
Of course, if you want to ask me,
Why do you suffer from backaches and leg cramps when you wake up early, your eyes are loose, and your limbs are sore. At the same time, these benefits are not felt at all.
With dark circles under her eyes, her complexion was dark yellow and fat, looking at the sun at six o'clock, just feeling painful and asking herself "Why are you still alive in this world?"
(?_??) I think it’s better for you to reflect on it. What time did you get up to last night?
After all, all the benefits of getting up early are based on the premise of not staying up late.
Although I don’t know how many people were forced to get up early the next day after staying up late, they felt the regret and the annoyance in their hearts, and they all wanted to kill their determination.
I'm a fool to stay up all night!
But at night,
That kind of freedom, that kind of wanton...
Humph, I'm a fool.
But our Fang Ran baby has never been like this. He seldom stays up late when living in the small house, and usually cannot get up in the morning.
Just like lying in bed...
So after finding the long-awaited biological clock to get up early, he soon felt the biggest benefit of getting up early.
That is the extension of the day, gaining more time.
I went, the sky was still on! ?
We ate together at a small table in the morning. In the morning, we finished four classes of "Computer Composition Principles" and "Operating Systems", went to the cafeteria for lunch at noon, and finished two more classes in the afternoon.
Fang Ran walked out of the teaching building, looking at the blue sky, and instinctively came up with this idea.
I felt very surprised that I had done so many things and it was only after three o'clock in the afternoon.
If he had been in bed until ten o'clock before, it would be almost dark.
Sure enough, the day’s plan is in the morning, no wonder good people get up early, I’m so good...
Fang Ran sighed with shameless emotion, remembering the last time he had such a fulfilling day.
It was during the military training that he and Meng Lang got up at three o'clock to steal water and sell shaved ice...
"Hmm... I sleep so well..."
The sun was shining and warm at 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Walking out of the teaching building with Fang Ran, Xia Yao stretched her body slightly, raising her arms, her tone stretched out a little dreadful.
The well-shown waist curve and the snow-white slender legs under the short skirt made the boys passing by nearby watch directly.
By the way, senpai, you are too defenseless...
Reluctantly, she had fallen asleep on the desk like that before. Fang Ran'looked' at the surrounding eyes, and for some reason, suddenly thought of covering it with [phantom card].
As if making a very ordinary move, Xia Yao stroked a strand of hair on the temples and asked Fang Ran softly:
"School brother, do you want to go back now, or say...you still have classes tonight, now go to the library?"
There are up to four classes in a day. Most of the courses are compulsory courses related to majors. As for the evening courses, they are usually optional courses set by the teacher and selected by the students.
You can choose some hard-core professional courses, of course, you can also choose various fields related to music, history, film and television, medicine, dance... to expand your interest.
Think about it, study professional knowledge for a whole day, after enjoying dinner, take a leisurely walk in the night view of campus,
Going to a class that is unburdened and you are interested in, such as "Music Phenomena in Multiculturalism" or "Appreciation of Film and Television in a Certain Period Background", don't you think it is great?
"No, I have no class today, I haven't taken the evening class yet,"
Hearing Xia Yao's question, Fang Ran shook his head, then remembered something and looked at her and asked:
"By the way, senior sister, don't you go to the club?"
At the end of the last class on the class schedule, for college students, the remaining half of the afternoon until the evening is equivalent to a free holiday.
You can play as you want, even if you buy a ticket to go abroad.
The premise is that you can come back without affecting class the next day...
So just as some people choose the optional evening class and go directly to the library to spend this time before dinner, others choose to join the various and colorful club activities in the university.
Although I emphasized the importance of academic performance to graduation work, I can assure you only on this point.
That is not the only way out.
You can also spend the best time in this life on the things you love, and then gritted your teeth and persevered, waiting for it to blossom...
"Society..."
At this moment, when Fang Ran mentioned the dance club, Xia Yao remembered the dance classroom she hadn't been to for a long time, and then raised her hair and smiled softly:
"Forget it today, but next time, can you go with me, my younger brother? I haven't had a partner for a long time."
Yes, she wants other time now than the dance she loves because of her mother...
"Um...that, I don't know how to dance such a difficult Latin dance..."
To this invitation, Fang Ran replied a little bit ashamed. As for dancing, the only thing he knew was the ballroom dancing that Ji Lingyan taught him on the Pearl of Night.
This is how I learned the most basic steps, that is, to the extent that it was impossible to grasp it a hundred years ago.
"It's okay, I just want to find the feeling of being a double. You can stand up, junior, or I can teach you if you want to learn."
Xia Yao's answer with a smile in his eyes and a curled mouth made Fang Ran flash back slightly, remembering the deepest impression he had on Xia Yao in his memory.
It's not the white and beautiful long legs at first glance, but the attention she paid to the Latin dance steps... dazzling.
"Okay, as long as you don't dislike the senior sister."
The flashback in his mind ended, and Fang Ran had no choice but to agree with a wry smile.
"Then we go back now?"
After receiving this agreement, Xia Yao smiled brighter and spoke.
Then I saw the youth in front of me chuckle to himself in the afternoon breeze, which was a little different.
"Xiao Ran is almost finished, Senior Sister, let's pick her up and go back to the cabin."
"Huh? Brother, how do you know Xiao Ran is almost finished?"
"This..."
Walking on the campus of Beijing University, she easily found an unfamiliar destination with the real white-skinned, beautiful and long-legged schoolgirl envious of all passers-by.
When the two birds on the tree-lined branches were pecking each other's wings, the figure of the girl who helped the teacher finish the experiment equipment after class,
Fang Xiaoran's simple and clean figure walked out of the door of the laboratory building with a bag, and then saw two figures waiting not far away. The young man waved his hand and smiled and shouted.
"Xiao Ran! Go back!"
Fang Xiaoran’s eyes were dreamy for a moment, remembering every time he left school when he was a child,
He also stood at the school gate and came to pick himself home...
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"Nani!!!"
Next to the water of the Jingda artificial lake, in the special residential area of ​​the classroom, the magic boy’s hut filled with sunlight in the afternoon gave an unbelievable exclamation.
Next to the small table, Meng Lang saw that although there were only a few pages, but he remembered a lot of notes, he fell into unbelievable self-doubt.
"God, what happened? Isn't it because the old brother died soon so the prodigal son turned around, not only got up early, but even started to learn!?"
"My God, is there a crisis coming!?"
╬▼Д▼) Hello!! Brother, you bastard, I'm listening!"
Listening to Meng Lang's exaggerated muttering, Fang Ran glared at the table and snorted proudly:
"I know you can't understand the excellence of the baby, after all, I am such a masterpiece..."
"I heard Xiaoran say, your kid hasn't even passed the fourth level yet?"
"Cough...cough cough cough!"
Bragging was interrupted mercilessly, and suddenly choked to Fang Ran who was coughing. He turned his head to look at Gou Yu's side with suffocation, and said dullly:
"Sister Mingling, aren't you a senior? Doesn't it matter if you run to us so freely..."
"Huh, I don't want to study abroad. I need to apply for school with GRE and TOFEL, ask for a recommendation and get a visa. I don't want to study for graduate school interviews, and I go to the laboratory to take classes.
Not long after receiving Fang Xiaoran, she met Mingling with the same purpose. She came to the hut together, and heard Fang Ran's doubts, smearing nails and humming lightly:
"Not to mention looking for a job, going to work for an internship, what does the senior or senior year have to do with me."
Fang, well-founded, and speechless.
ε=? (￥Д￥#) Damn it! Sister Mingling, you are so enviable, it's wrong... the evil rich second generation! ! !
It understates and summarizes the three paths of seniors, and Mingling uses his own margin to show the fourth path of life.
That is the return home for the rich second generation.
"It seems that you, Captain, really studied hard for a day..."
Scanning the basic knowledge points at a glance, the "Doctor of Computer" who can always bring out various cakes when everyone is around the small table smiled.
Fang Xiaoran, who turned his hand on the book opposite him, also made a deliberately cold voice with his eyes moved:
"Without my staring, I thought you would skip class halfway through."
"Student brother is very hard in class today."
Xia Yao smiled lightly, watching Fang Ran returning to his original state after returning to the hut, pressing the gluttony pillow.
No matter what kind of schoolboy, she likes it.
"Then to encourage your efforts today, Captain,"
Seeing that Fang Ran's humming nose, who was lying on the small table doll, almost turned up, Gou Yu said softly with a laugh:
"Let’s have hot pot together tonight."
"Oh! Hot pot? Although it's not winter, huh, I like it." (Meng Lang)
"I'll help." (Fang Xiaoran)
"Do I need to buy something?" (Xia Yao)
"Hot pot! I like Sichuan-style soup base. Do you have seafood? Squid and cod." (Ming Ling)
"Hehehe... will be fat, sister Mingling..." (Fang Ran)
"No one ever told you that beautiful women won't get fat...Eh, wait! Every time you eat and drink so much, why don't you get fat??"
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When everyone in the hut fell asleep, it was silent in the middle of the night.
Moonlight spilled in through the curtains of the veil on the balcony, the dim square small table, the room was quiet, as if the aroma of hot pot was still faintly, and everyone's laughter and laughter remained.
He woke up from his deep sleep ~EbookFREE.me~ holding the cane leaning against the bed and got up, a card turned into a glimmer in the magic power.
The time during the day is very happy and fulfills him. He goes to school on the campus of Beijing University. He likes such days.
but,
After returning from the North Pole, seeing those young men and women just feels far away, ending the journey in Europe, he already knows that he lives on campus like an ordinary college student.
It’s not my own.
Before walking to the balcony again, grabbing the curtains, he opened the balcony door together, and the dark night rushed towards his face.
"Good morning" to his world.
There was no sound, as if it had been erased in silence, Haiji and Mullin, who took off in the early morning, flew back to his raised arm, and the brilliant and solemn darkness of the king of gods spread out of the burning clothes for a moment.
The golden light disappeared, he opened the black pupil of the golden pupil of his right eye!
He looked back at the living room of the cabin, as if he had been pulled up a little bit, ‘watching’ the other people sleeping, lowering his head and laughing quietly, and then the ‘crutch’ turned back into the clanging silver dragon teeth on the spine of the sword.
The phantom concealed his figure and rushed directly into the night.
Flying out of the campus, flying out of the southern suburbs, flying out of the night of the capital, and returning to the night sky above the night game, the red lace looped back appeared in front of him, connecting the space,
In the next second, he appeared directly in the mechanical micro city wearing the black and noisy figure of the King of Gods.
In the huge space, the mechanical tower stands, countless conveyor belts are running, autonomous machinery and flying transportation devices are swarming, and seeing the magnificent and majestic sci-fi mecha in the center, the sense of future precision is shocking on the nearly 100-meter body.
He slowly raised his black eyes and heard the voice of an artificial intelligence named ‘Ill’.
"Welcome back, Fang Ran."
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