After a nightmare, let Jiujiu feel like a serious illness.

Just like after a serious illness, the immunity will be strengthened a bit.

This is how the transformation begins.

A month later, Jiu Jiu appeared in Times Square in New York.

It's been a while since I saw Ouyang Yueyue, even though we had called several times.

"You must be very busy with your homework recently, right?" Yueyue held a cone she just bought from McDonald's in her hand, and rested her other hand on the fence by the street.

Jiujiu also took one, she turned her head and looked at her with doubts on her face: "It's okay, I did encounter some troubles a while ago."

"You don't have enough friends. You don't even come to me when you are in trouble. It seems that you really have new friends, so you forget the old ones."

"Tsk tsk, what you said has a sour taste. It's not that you are not allowed to help, but that you can't help at all. Fortunately, it passed smoothly. The world will be peaceful in the future."

But when I said this for a long time, I still felt a little bit guilty.

Although she and Amy went to make up a young lady, went to the professor's studio, and occasionally faced some corpses, she remained calm.

But occasionally she still had nightmares, but they didn't cast too much shadow on her.

"How about you, you've been here for so long, can you still get used to it?"

Yueyue took a bite of the cone: "Of course. Living here is much more interesting than living in the previous school."

Speaking of this, her eyes shone brightly: "I have a new goal, and that is to be a reporter."

"Reporter?" Jiu Jiu was really surprised.

"Reporters need to be sensitive to the news. This is a talent, but you..." When she said this, she also felt that something was wrong. It is a good thing to have ideals, what if they come true.

"And you have to work harder than others to be able to stand out. There is nothing in this world that can be achieved by talent alone."

"I know, I know." Ouyang Yueyue showed a trace of impatience on her face, "I know, I know. Why did you educate me like my mother when we met? I asked you to come to play with me of."

In a foreign country, everything is new and interesting, but being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, these are all boring and empty.

Ouyang Yueyue's luck doesn't seem to be as good as Jiu Jiu's, and her roommates don't seem to be that friendly.

It's just that this kind of unfriendliness just stays in the indifference to interpersonal relationships.

It's not that those people are bad, but they are all the kind of people that parents in China want their children to become: high-achieving students.

However, for all students who have reached this level, their IQ is highly developed, but their EQ can almost be attributed to zero.

They wander in the three-point and one-line life of dormitories, libraries and classrooms every day.

I don't have any other personal hobbies.

Yueyue even felt that carrying it in the classroom was easier and more comfortable than returning to the dormitory.

Every day she would go out early and come back late.

But even if you come back, you will still see the bright lights in each bedroom.

This made me feel as if my own existence had become a different kind of existence to them.

But so what, Yueyue felt that if she stayed in this "ghost place" during this long year, she might go crazy before returning to China.

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