My Future Diary Can’t Be Perfect

"Boom!"

With the muffled sound of the pendulum striking, Xun Xi suddenly woke up from her sleep, and then she was greeted by the familiar ceiling of the house.

"Fuck!?"

In the next second, Xun Xi jumped up from the bed with a carp, and even lifted the quilt with him. There was a bright moonlight outside the window, and the moonlight entered the room, bringing a little coolness. In the moonlight, Xun Xi suddenly shuddered, and then he reacted.

"Grandma's, don't close the window."

No wonder she woke up from the cold, Xun Xi hurriedly closed the window with the evening breeze, and at the same time saw her own reflection on the window glass.

Still so handsome.

Passing through her own reflection, Xun Xi saw the street outside the window. There were only a few burning street lamps on the street in the middle of the night, emitting dim light. The whole happy town fell into a deep sleep. The dog barked, and there was no sound at all.

"Hmm~"

Xun Xi stretched, and since he was already awake, he didn't feel sleepy for the time being, so he decided to play games and walked to the desk.

There is also a lot of information on the table.

As a teacher at Anxi University in a happy town, Xun Xi is currently preparing for the scope and type of questions for the final exam. And next to the materials prepared for this, there is a dark diary. Xun Xi is a serious person, so he likes to keep a diary very much.

But serious people who keep a diary.

.....Um?

what is this?

Xun Xi rubbed her brows, she didn't understand the idea, what is the relationship between a serious person and a diary? Why did I suddenly think of this?

"never mind."

Originally, Xun Xi planned to open the diary and read it, but after being interrupted by this thought, he dismissed the thought. Turning to look at the question type information in his hand, he was stunned: "No, this final exam... I teach painting."

Memory told him that he was an art teacher.

However, the subject-type materials in his hand have very little knowledge about art, and most of the knowledge points are actually related to medicine.

what happened?

"Crack!"

Xun Xi suddenly raised her head and looked out the window coldly. However, under the streetlights outside the window, in the dim yellow light, he saw nothing.

Only his own figure.

The wind seemed to stop at this moment.

The bark is also gone.

The tranquility of the night instantly turned into a silent silence. It was not until the white noise typical of an old-fashioned TV that lost its signal came from outside the door that Xun Xi finally recovered, and then let out a heavy breath. Immediately afterwards, a thought flashed in his mind again.

Vintage TV.

Why did I suddenly think of this?

Although the TV in my home is not the most cutting-edge product, it is not an old-fashioned TV. Why is there an old-fashioned prefix?

Thinking of this, Xun Xi looked at the information in his hand again.

Obviously an art teacher, but the information is related to medicine.

Inexplicable thought.

ill-timed thoughts.

Something is not right.

"Not quite right."

Sitting in the chair, Xun Xi began to dig out his own thoughts. He is an art teacher, and he should have high attainments in art. But when he really started to think about it, he found that he didn't know much about art. When he mentioned art, his first reaction was-----

(Art is spiritual.)

(Although I don't know much about art-related expertise, it doesn't prevent me from being proficient in art, it's just that no one can understand me.)

Obviously, this is not what the teacher should think.

When it comes to medicine, Xun Xi's first reaction is something else.

(Medicine is really boring.)

(As long as the knowledge is memorized by rote, and then mastered, I can learn it casually, it is not challenging at all, it is better to learn art.)

So contradictory.

If nothing else, an art teacher should not remember so much medical knowledge, and it is a complete theoretical system that can justify itself, even more than just theory. He feels that his hands-on ability is not bad. Yet knowledge and abilities do not arise out of thin air.

Thinking of this, Xun Xi looked at her diary again.

"Crack!"

Xun Xi heard the voice again. It was the sound that made him look out the window just now, and this time, he could clearly hear the source of the sound.

The sound came from....outside the door.

He lives in a rented house with a door between the living room and the bedroom. At this moment, there was an inexplicable clicking sound outside the door, and as Xun Xi noticed this, the clicking sound became louder and louder, as if someone was trying to open the lock outside the door!

who! ?

Xun Xi subconsciously held her breath, and then picked up the lamp on the table. If anyone dares to enter the house and rob, she will cut off his dog's head...

.....Um?

Xun Xi once again felt an inexplicable feeling of awkwardness. In my memory, I was kind to others. He was a well-known good person in the school. His favorite thing to do in ordinary times was to teach and educate people. However, with such a kind-hearted self, the first reaction to danger is to chop people's heads?

Too brutal.

Is this me?

"Speaking of which, my diary..."

Xun Xi frowned, but at this moment, the rattling sound of the door suddenly changed, as if the people outside the door found that the lock could not be picked and were about to break in.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sturdy door began to vibrate violently.

However, this change made Xun Xi's expression suddenly calm: "Every time I want to read the diary, there will be an inexplicable change."

"what happened?"

This is not the first time.

Before and after, every time I noticed something was wrong, when I wanted to read the diary for verification, I would be interrupted by some strange changes.

Who doesn't want me to read my diary?

In this case.....

"I prefer to watch!"

Thinking of this, Xun Xi immediately picked up the dark diary on the table. However, the next second, the door was also slammed open! I saw a burly man ~www.readwn.com~ in a trench coat and a hood rushed straight into the room, swung a bat and smashed it at Xun Xi's head!

"Si Nian!"

In the face of the crisis, Xun Xi subconsciously spit out these two words from his mouth, at the same time dodging the bat, the lamp smashed backhand on the big man's head.

"boom!"

The lamp was blown out on the spot.

The big man staggered and fell to the side, wailing.

"Who is Si Nian..." On the other hand, Xun Xi further felt the sense of disobedience, which prompted him to open the diary in his hand.

Then -----

[My name is Xun Xi. 】

【When you see this sentence, please remember it! Find playing cards! Only by finding playing cards can you hope for the final victory! 】

"...That's it?" Looking at the contents of the diary, Xun Xi frowned and kicked the big man on the ground again, completely knocking him out, and then began to think: "That's it. A few words, these are the only words in my diary? What can't people see?"

Find playing cards.

Final victory.

Xun Xi recognized that it was indeed his own handwriting. But he didn't remember that he had written such words, and the diary didn't solve the doubts in his heart.

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Yet at this moment.

Just below the two sentences in the diary, a bright red line suddenly appeared. Then, as if someone was writing on it, crooked handwriting slowly emerged: [Xun Xi.... You must have a lot of doubts in your heart? It doesn't matter, I can help you. ]Click to download this site APP, massive novels, free to read!