If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 374 Carmel Town

"Will he die if I kill her?"

"No one will not die, including him."

"Is he always just a pawn to you like I am?"

"The whole world is a chessboard, and only those who are qualified enough can become chess players. In this world, there are very, very few people who can play chess with me."

"You trained him, will he have a chance to sit opposite you?"

"Maybe! But it's just possible. He's still weak, and he doesn't know the future and return date."

'.what about me?Can I also have a chance to sit across from you? '

This sentence just appeared in her mind for an instant, but she didn't say it out of her mouth.

But when she suddenly looked up, she found that the person opposite was staring at her and smiling, not knowing whether it was ridicule or tolerance.

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Click and the clock swings.

Mandy Gonzalez woke up with a start in her bed.

She almost jumped up in fright, the thick quilt was thrown to the ground, and the quilt under her body was stained with sweat.

There is silence in the dark bedroom, and the blurred shadows in sight gradually overlap with reality,

With a glimpse of the moonlight outside the window, one can vaguely see the black underwear on Mandy Gonzalez's body sticking to her curvaceous body line. The lines stretched out by the belly without a trace of fat are like the outline of a beauty in the hands of a painter. Lines, highlights on stone carvings.

But in the middle of the night now, it is a pity that only Mandy Gonzalez can appreciate this beautiful and suffocating scene.On the floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of the wall beside the bed, she stared blankly at herself in the reflection on the bed, her face, which was extremely beautiful even without makeup, was full of exhaustion and daze.

It's like suddenly waking up from a big dream after a thousand years of dream.

Suddenly there was the sound of dogs barking on the street outside the window, and the sound of water and wind in the distance.

Mandy turned her head and looked out of the bedroom window at the small town of Carmel, where a few street lamps were burning by the lake. Occasionally, a few shadows of the moon would appear on the rippling lake water, which shattered continuously on the shore, leaving some gleams of the moonlight behind. On the stone steps.

The whole town of Carmel seemed to be asleep, as quiet as death.

"Tsk." Mandy smacked her tongue lightly and made a slight tsk sound, then slowly lowered her head and rubbed her red eyes.

She actually had a nightmare.
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The small town of Carmel, Lake View, Gonzalez's home.

In the bedroom with the lamp on, the door of the shower room was opened, and Mandy, wrapped in a bathrobe, was drying her hair while walking out, with warm cotton slippers on her feet, steaming hot all over her body .

The warm yellow light from the table lamp shone on her body, making her feel like a freshly cooked lobster or crab, which is a strange association, but probably every boy at Carmel University would not mind seeing her like this. Unwrap the lobster wrapped in a hot towel and taste it.

But they can only think about it, there are too many people who have this kind of thought about Mandy in school, not one less or one more.

Mandy walks in her bedroom, and there are colorful posters on the walls around her, all out-of-print posters and photos, the premiere poster of Elm Street, the stills of Marlon Brando, and the signature of James Dean Singers, film and television stars, movie posters, priceless rare gadgets are like a puzzle, almost covering the wall next to the bed and even the extension side.

There is a silver radio on the bedside table, a black sticker with the word 'freedom' on the lamp, and an expensive mountain bike hanging upside down by the bed. The discs, cassettes, and chains are spotless and thoroughly maintained.

The whole room is full of the atmosphere of young people in the 80s in the United States.

Huh?Why do I suddenly think so?Isn't it 1984 now?

Mandy, who walked to the bed, was stunned for a moment, but she couldn't think of a reason. She tilted her head and rubbed her hair and walked to the bed. She stood on the heels of the cotton slippers and turned around. She closed her eyes and let the gravity pull her I pulled myself to the bed, and the slippers flew so high that they fell to the ground and overlapped.

The new sheets on the bed were sunken under the weight of the girl, and the surrounding area was filled with the smell of sunshine after drying the quilt during the day, and the comfort immediately enveloped her.

Mandy exhaled and opened her eyes, feeling that she was still alive in reality.

The wall clock in the bedroom shows that it is 3:00 in the middle of the night, a time of complete silence, thousands of families are sleeping in dreams, and so should Mandy, but she woke up early because of a nightmare.

After lying down for a while, she suddenly stood up again, and turned on the TV on the corner table. The TV displayed the screen behind the noise and blurred screen. There was an aerobics teaching video on it, the background music was very dynamic, and the fitness instructor inside was waving Showing off his biceps while sweating.

Mandy walked to the desk in front of the bed and pulled out the chair and sat down. On it was the homework done before going to bed last night, and the handwriting was neat and orderly.

As a top star honor student in Carmel University, she has always been the first in high school before the university, and the word 'A+' will always appear on the transcript. After entering Carmel University, she also did her part. No matter what she does, she will try her best to do her best without reservation.

So in everyone's eyes, Mandy Gonzalez is a perfect girl, smart, hardworking, sexy and beautiful and always keep up with the trend.In the eyes of normal neighbors, she is a perfect 'other's child', the champion of the Intercontinental Chess Championship, the winner of a full scholarship for high school, and the niece of the mayor of the town
And in school, she has just entered her freshman year and is almost already the leader of the girls' group at Carmel University, at the level of prom queen, almost like the devil body group in "Mean Girls".
Mean girl?
what is that?
Mandy was about to open the diary, but her head tilted again, and she frowned. Finally, she could only sniff and ignore the sudden thought.

Open the black diary, which records the trivial things in Mandy's life. There are not many new things in the small town of Carmel, so most of the diary is her narration and complaints about daily life.

For example, there are not many handsome guys who can fight among the freshmen, and the girls are all brainless bastards who only want to shorten their school uniforms to attract boys. Even the few sisters she gets along with seem so vulgar, thinking about it every day Wearing the convertible sports car of the junior senior, or attending the party of so-and-so private group.

But in the recent period of time, these daily complaints rarely appeared in the diary. On the contrary, there were more inexplicable things, such as the nightmare that Mandy had just last night.

A half-breed child. The spirit of the mountaintop academy. What else is there?

Mandy bit the pen and stared at the notebook in silence, trying to recall the fragmented images in the nightmare. She seemed to remember that she was studying in a noble school in the dream?
Recently, she has always been immersed in this bizarre dream. In the past few days, these dreams have been constantly turning around in her head like a series. In the dream, she seems to be experiencing a different life, becoming another person different from reality. The man in. A lousy man!
She remembered that in her dream, the environment of the university she attended seemed to be much better than the Carmel University in reality, with plane trees and maple leaves everywhere. Oh yes!The season in the dream is autumn!She's still wearing the college's fall uniform.

What is the name of that college?It seems to be Casa Casal Academy?
In Casal College, I seem to be a junior or senior student, and I am still doing poorly, my homework is at the bottom, I don’t listen carefully in class, and I am often ordered to stand up by the professor.

The self in the dream seems to have given up on herself, living every day in a self-sufficient manner, overeating and not paying attention to weight management at all, no boy in school likes her, she is basically a little transparent and the most terrifying thing is that she There is actually a small belly in the dream!

Small!tripe!son!
Mandy let out a long breath and looked down at her curves that couldn't be faulted. She angrily complained about this unrealistic dream in her diary. How could a person like her who cherishes her figure so much have a small belly?And studying is as easy as eating and drinking for her. She can easily write a paper and get an 'A+' without reviewing the questions. In her dream, she is actually a scumbag!slacker student!

too outrageous
Mandy vented in the diary, and recorded all the things she thought were unreasonable. She felt that the self in the dream was a negative version of the truest self. She couldn't believe that she would meet What caused her to degenerate into a little waste like herself in the dream? There can't be a waste version of Mandy Gonzalez in some parallel world, right?
Mandy thought about the scene, and found it quite nonsensical. Lying on the chair, she couldn't help smiling and shaking her head. That kind of life is really far away from her. How could a truly talented and capable person be willing to let himself be dusted off? down to that point.She, Mandy Gonzalez, is the real girl of heaven, no matter where she goes, the spotlight is on her, this is the real her!
She kept writing, kept complaining, and finally, she was finally tired of writing, turning the pen, the warm yellow light of the desk lamp cast her shadow slantingly on the ceiling of the bedroom.

She stared blankly at a lot of scribbled and frantic venting in her notebook, and turned the pages to get rid of these negative emotions. She was about to write something on a new page, but when she was writing, she paused. Living.

Although it was an unimaginable nightmare, for some reason, she still remembered some other details in the dream, some interesting details other than those that were difficult for her to accept?

Mandy squeezed the pen, and the action of writing down the pen became a little softer, and she was no longer so sloppy to vent.

For example, in the dream, she is also a chess master, just like her in reality, she will basically never lose to anyone. But in fact, she still lost to someone in the dream, but she can't remember who it is It's said that dreams are the reflection of reality. Maybe in reality, she has always been afraid of losing to others, so she dreamed that she lost, right?
For example, in the dream, she seems to have a good best friend, a black-haired foreign girl who is also very beautiful and smarter than her, and even her topic is always led by the other party during the chat Let's go, it's good to take care of yourself like an older sister, but unfortunately, in reality, everyone surrounds her, and she doesn't have any 'sister' to rely on.

For example, in the dream, she also had a black-hearted boss?I kept telling her to run here and there. Although I can’t remember exactly what she was doing, but the salary she got was quite high, and she kept it in the bank. Invite people you like to live with.

Mandy couldn't help laughing as she wrote, as if she was watching a ridiculous movie, and the director of this movie was actually herself.

If it's a movie, it's a bit bad to be the heroine in it, but it's definitely true that she must be the heroine (she's very confident), but who is the heroine?If she wanted to save money to buy a big house in her dream, who would she invite to live in the house with?
The nib of the pen poked lightly on the notebook, and Mandy tilted her head to look at the deserted street outside the window, thinking about some problems.

In the dream, the handsome headmaster with white hair who gnaws tender grass like a young man?No, I have never been good at this, and it is absolutely impossible for Nian Shangkong!

The blond rich local junior in the sophomore year?Tsk, although the golden retriever in the dream is very handsome, and he is the president of the student union, but she is not good at this, what annoys her most is the man who thinks highly of himself, even though he is really tall. It seems that 1.8 meters is close to 1.9 Mi coming?

The best girlfriend in my dream?A Chinese girl who goes for coffee and milk tea together?No, no, I am not a lesbian, nor can I be a deep cabinet.

After thinking about it, Mandy bit her pen and couldn't help frowning again.

She always felt as if she had forgotten something, something important.

There should be a male lead in the dream, this male lead must be by her side in the dream, and there are so many scenes, why can't she remember it?
It shouldn't be.
Mandy scratched her hair, always feeling weird, staring at the long list of records in the notebook, always feeling that she had forgotten something.

My heart was empty, as if a song suddenly sounded in my mind, but I couldn't remember what the song was called.

She wanted to hum the song, and stroked the tip of the pen lightly on the paper to outline the tune.

The leading actor should be a man, there is no problem with that!I only like men!

The hero should be smaller than himself. Yes!He has no resistance to the little milk dog!She is an upright junior!

The male protagonist is not blond, but she herself is blond with hair of other colors. Two blonds walking together always makes her feel like two golden retrievers going out for a walk!

The hero's character should be very compatible with her. They often chat together and talk about favorite topics, so that she can put down her airs and hurt each other!
The male protagonist may. Maybe is. Such. Such?
Mandy was lying on the table, drawing with a pen in her hand. Under the warm yellow desk lamp, she lowered her eyelids and tried her best to outline the non-existent things in her mind, like Cinderella in the attic In the dust on the floor is his own prince.

Gradually, the drowsiness that came up after taking a bath overcame her, and she fell asleep lazily on the table, and the pen in her hand was lightly pressed on the table.

The last thing left in the notebook was a portrait with black hair and a youthful outline, but it was a pity that she didn't draw the other person's face.

If there is a leading actor, what is his name?

Even in the dream, Mandy, who was lying on the table, couldn't stop muttering: What's your name?
In the dead of night, on the TV in the corner of the bedroom, the white noise that interrupted the channel after the program ended continued to emit white noise. In the white noise, repeated human voices faintly sounded, covered under the noise like rain, as if calling for something.

(End of this chapter)