There was a flash of light, and a yellow lemon was freshly baked. There was a lemon flower with white flowers and yellow stamens on the short branches on the top of its head.

He had thin eyebrows on the front, two round eyes with a few eyelashes, a nose, and a mouth. His cheeks were flushed.

"Lemon, are you a girl?" Nan Songyi asked curiously as she poked Lemon from the side. When she heard his voice earlier, she thought he was a boy.

Lemon suddenly stretched out two small yellow hands from her side. She held a small handkerchief and said shyly," You're so annoying. I'm a boy." As he spoke, he waved the small white handkerchief in his hand.

After a moment of silence, Nan Songyi thought in her heart, We can't discriminate against each other. So what if boys are pretentious? She was very kind and magnanimous. She did not discriminate against this.

Nan Songyi cut out a part of the story and sent it to Lemon.[Lin Rou turned around and ran out of the alley. At the corner, she bumped into someone. At this moment, she couldn't bear her grief and anger. She didn't care about the passerby she bumped into and ran away with her face covered.]

There was a gentle smile in the depths of the girl's eyes.

The bold font in the book was her plot. She was the unlucky passerby who was hit.

The female lead was gentle, generous, and understanding? That might not be the case!

Lemon finished reading the story and said," Little miss, the story characters are assigned by the system. That's all we have. You can arrange the rest of the time as long as you don't ruin the character setting."

"As long as no one finds out that she's not the original owner, it's fine." Lemon bit the handkerchief and added.

Nan Songyi flipped through the memories of the original owner. She was a sensible but temperamental little girl.

He smoothed his messy black hair and nodded.

Acting? She was very interested.

She sat down in front of the dressing mirror and retracted her gentle temperament, imitating the original owner's temperament.

The girl in the mirror was frail, her skin abnormally white, and her lips were pale. However, her eyes were not the calm that she usually had when she was bedridden. Instead, they were filled with arrogance and arrogance. Her face was not lifeless, but full of vitality.

Lemon watched as the young lady instantly entered her character setting and once again thanked the senior in her heart for finding such a good host for her.

As for the Host's whereabouts, she asked," Lemon, where did the Host go?"

"The Space and Time Bureau will make a deal with the original owner. Little sister, don't worry. We will sign an agreement with the original owner." As for the content of the agreement, Lemon didn't say anything. Perhaps it was unnecessary, or perhaps it couldn't be said.

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A week later, Nan Songyi was walking around the campus with her bag.

The weather in March wasn't cold. Her ankle-length black dress wrapped around her thin body as she slowly walked through the tree-lined path. The light that passed through the gaps of the leaves on the ground showed mottled shadows. The girl walked slowly through the spots of light.

Who asked her to be so sick now?

She walked towards the principal's office. A few days ago, she had requested to go to school. The Nan family could not dissuade her, so they could only make arrangements. However, they arranged for her to go to Nan Jingyan's class, Grade 12 Class 1. At the same time, it was also the class where the female protagonist, Lin Rou, was in.

He stood at the door of the principal's office and knocked on it.

"Please come in." A dignified voice came from inside the door.

Nan Songyi opened the door and entered.

A few minutes later, another person knocked on the door of the principal's office.

It was a capable female teacher in her thirties. She was dressed in a black suit, her hair was tied up, and she wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. This was Class One's form teacher, Zhang Hongman.

Oh, he might be her teacher in the future.