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 Chapter 14
 Chapter 14
 Maru's mother, Lee Sunji, woke up in her bed in surprise . She reached out for the TV remote . When she pressed the on button, the TV sprang to life with a beep .
 "What do I do . . . "
 7:50AM . Bada was fine since she could walk to school in ten minutes, but Maru…
 "Why didn't the alarm go off?"
 Maru was going to be so mad at her . When she made her way out of the room, though, she was greeted with Maru doing the dishes .
 "M-Maru?"
 "You're up, mom? I made breakfast right here for you, so have some after you dress up . "
 Maru pointed at the fried rice on the plate . Sunji could only nod in confusion .
 "Where's Bada?"
 "She's over there . "
 Bada was watching TV in the living room while eating some apples . She noticed her mom staring at her and blinked a few times .
 "You're up, mom?"
 "Y-yeah . Did you eat?"
 "Mhm . Maru made breakfast for me . "
 "Phew, that's good . "
 She sat down on the dining table with an exhausted look . Maru passed her a glass of warm water, earning another confused look amongst the many he's received from her lately .
 "What's up?"
 "I'm just… surprised . "
 "What's there to be surprised about? I'll be going now . If you want soup, there's some on the stove . "
 "Soup? What soup?"
 She looked at the stove with wide eyes .
 "Just seaweed soup . I didn't have time to make anything better . Just leave it if you don't like it . I'll eat it when I come back . "
 His alarm in the morning woke him up . He went to the kitchen where his mother was nowhere in sight . Upon peeking into her room, he noticed her still snoring in her bed . His younger self would have tried to wake her up for breakfast, so he cooked the one of the few dishes he made often, the seaweed soup . It wasn't as good as his wife's, of course… but it was good enough . At the very least, his sister ate it without complaint .
 "I'll be going," he said .
 " . . . Sure . Be careful of cars," his mom still sounded confused . Maru waved his hand at her and went outside . It was already mid-march, but the weather was still cold as ever . He could see little bits of ice form at the front window of a car parked near his house . He had been hoping for the weather to get better by now, but… the sky seemed to disagree .
 Maru put on his gloves and started pedalling, music blasting in his ears . This was the path he's taken for 3 years of his life . The path he'll have to pass for 3 more years . After pedaling through familiar shops, trees, and people, he's reached the school . Along the way, he noticed a few students talking while glancing his way .
 "I feel so jealous of them . Casual wear and all . "
 "I hate my uniform . "
 Just wait a month, you guys . You'll realize how great your uniforms are by then .
 As Maru got off his bike, he came across a few students trying to get over the school fence . Ah, that waxy hair… the disciplinary teacher would punish them with a slap on the face at the very least . Maru didn't have such a problem, of course . Having short hair made him feel like he was on the highway .
 "Good morning, sir . "
 "Sure . "
 Maru passed by the disciplinary teacher without a hitch . He walked over to the bike stands to lock his bike in place . Right then, he felt someone approach him . Oh, it's that road bike from the other day . He could finally meet the owner for once .
 "Oh, it's you," realization dawned upon Maru . It was Dowook, who immediately turned towards him with a frown on his face .
 "What?"
 "I was just wondering who had such a nice bike . Don't lose it, man . "
 " . . . . . . . "
 Dowook's frown grew more intense . Maru just walked off before the boy could open his mouth . He could hear Dowook lock the bike in a violent manner behind him .
 Maru took the staircase located on the right side of the building to enter his class . It was a loud scene that displayed everyone's friendship with one another .
 "You're here?"
 "Yeap . "
 Dojin greeted him with a candy toss . Ah, strawberry today, huh .
 "Dude, your teeth are going to rot at this rate . "
 "No worries, I'm brushing three times a day . "
 "You do your homework?"
 "Nope, I used that time to prepare my bribery for you . Can I copy your homework?"
 " . . . Bribery? Just this candy?"
 "Want one more?" Dojin grinned at him . Maru just threw him his notebook . Daemyung approached the two of them from the first row along with his friends .
 "H-hey Maru, can I see too?" he asked .
 "Nope . "
 Daemyung's face fell . Man, this guy took his jokes too seriously… Maru told him he was just joking, to which the boy responded with a grin on his face . The other boys behind him were looking at Maru with desperation .
 "Hey! I had to bribe him, you know!" Dojin said, raising Maru's notebook up in the air . Maru just snatched it out and threw it at the circle of kids .
 "Just don't copy it word for word . " he said .
 Man, to think such a day would come… He's never done his homework on time during his high school years . He only did his homework by copying others or after being scolded . At this rate, he could probably aim for a B in his class . That should be good enough .
 * * *
 "Han Maru . "
 "Yessir . "
 "You got any complaints?"
 "No, sir . I'm sorry, sir . "
 "Let's not do this again, alright?"
 "Yessir . "
 His hamstrings were burning in pain after each slap . Maru knelt on top of his desk, getting slapped by a wooden stick . Each and every hit burned uniquely . Just what kind of wood did they use for this stuff? It's thinner than even his finger, but it hurt like hell . Even more so than getting hit in the butt by a PVC pipe . The English teacher had an apologetic look on his face, but that didn't make the stick hurt any less .
 "I'm letting you off with just this, since this is the first time . Alright?"
 "Yessir . "
 "And for the guys who copied Maru's homework today, I hope you won't be doing this kind of thing again . "
 " . . . Yes," said a few of the students with a dejected voice .
 Maru sat down in his chair to massage his throbbing legs . Sharing his homework was fine, but he glossed over a major problem .
 He was ass at English .
 He solved the problems on the homework with some unorthodox grammar rules, and the other boys copied them word by word . The teacher probably felt ridiculed after coming across the eighth kid with the same mistake .
 "Yo, does it hurt?" Dojin whispered to him .
 "Hurts like a mother . "
 "Damn though, I didn't think he'd just check it on the spot like that . Let's not copy each others' English homework from now on . "
 " . . . Oh, you're telling me?"
 "Sorry . "
 The English teacher returned to his podium . Maru thought the class would resume there, but he was mistaken . The English teacher's mouth curled down into a frown . Another one, huh .
 "Kang Dowook, Lim Jichul . "
 Two this time . Dowook and Jichul stood up from their seats .
 "Eh? We had a guy like that?" Dojin exclaimed . He was looking at Jichul .
 Maru was pretty surprised, too . He thought he knew everyone, but he hadn't even talked with Jichul before . The boy was incredibly skinny, wore metallic glasses, coupled with long hair to Maru's notice . Jichul probably didn't get caught by the disciplinary teacher because he looked so normal .
 "Who copied?" the teacher asked .
 Maru could tell Dowook was the one who did it . The others probably thought the same . After all, Dowook's established himself as the delinquent pretty strongly since the first day . Jichul, on the other hand… seemed to be one of the outsiders . There was no way a kid like that would ask Dowook to copy homework . Maru doubted that Dowook would've done his homework to begin with either .
 'No, I'm just assuming things again,' he realized .
 Maru decided to watch for now .
 "I asked who copied the homework," the teacher said . He was sounding pretty pissed now .
 The students called this teacher the pink pig, Maru recalled . Not because the teacher was fat, but because the man's cheeks always had a pinkish hue to it . Right now, those pink cheeks were starting to turn crimson . The stick in his hand was starting to tremble from how hard the man was gripping it, too .
 Man, that's gotta hurt . Maru massaged his legs again .
 Right then, he saw Jichul's hands move a little bit . He was probably planning on confessing .
 "I did it . " The answer came from somewhere else, though .
 "Dowook, you?"
 What a surprise . Dowook raised his hand?
 "Yessir . "
 "Ridiculous . You guys should realize that I'm not giving you homework to keep you kids busy, I'm giving them because they're much needed practice for you . You get it?"
 "I'm sorry, sir . "
 "Get up on your desk, Kang Dowook . Don't you know how much I hate people who let others copy their homework?"
 Dowook got up on the desk without another word . Maru looked at him with a surprised face . Did Dowook really let Jichul copy his homework? Nope, couldn't be it . Jichul was standing in his spot with a very surprised look on his face as well . Then why did he confess?
 'To get hit in Jichul's place?'
 Maru looked at Dowook thoughtfully as the teacher's stick whooshed down with brutal retribution .
 * * *
 English class ended . Maru let Dojin and Daemyung leave before him to keep an eye on Dowook . It felt like the boy became a loner after just a day . He used to be pretty loud between classes, but now he was just reading comic books by himself . The kids he used to hang out with were talking by themselves, with the beanie guy being at the center of the scene .
 Jichul stood up from his seat to approach Dowook quietly . Maru pretended to look out the window as he eavesdropped between their conversation .
 "Um . . . " Jichul started off .
 "What?"
 "Why did you . . . "
 "What?"
 "I-it's nothing . "
 Jichul walked back to his seat . Well, that ended pretty quick . Right then, Maru noticed a new development . Dowook's old friends were walking over to Dowook's seat . They took their place right in front and started talking with each other .
 "Hah, what a bitch . I didn't even know a kid like that existed here," the beanie guy started .
 Maru scrolled through his memories for the beanie's name . Ah, Jung Changhoo? Was it?
 Changhoo, Changhoo… Wow, just the name made him feel disgusted . Almost like he took a suckerpunch to the back of his head, and he was greeted with a smiling face when he turned back? He couldn't remember too well why he felt disgust at the name . Definitely not for a good reason, though . Come to think of it, wasn't there a really bad delinquent in his class in the past? He couldn't remember so well . But a growing suspicion told Maru that it was Changhoo .
 What about Dowook, then? Was he misunderstood?
 "Turns out that the skinny bitch had a friend though, huh?" Changhoo continued, as he gave a quick glance at Dowook . The boy's friends laughed along .
 "Hey, don't be like that . Even little bitches can have friends . "
 "It's a world where cripples have to stick together, after all . "
 "Hey, hey, it's rude to make fun of disabled people, bahaha . "
 The group laughed for a bit before collectively turning to glare at Dowook for a second . They stood up to leave, walking towards the direction of the deli . And Dowook was left alone with his pencil, which his fury was vented upon as he gripped it to the point of snapping . Dowook's eyes followed the group as they left through the door . Something drastic would happen at this rate . Maru walked over to Dowook .
 "The hell are you doing?" Dowook asked . His eyes were still locked upon his former friends . "You… Fuck, you have something against me or something?"
 Dowook stood up to glare at Maru .
 [So annoying . What the hell's up with this guy?]
 Maru could practically feel the annoyance from the word bubble . It didn't offend him or anything at all, though .
 "Don't stoop to their level," Maru said .
 "What?"
 "Don't let yourself get provoked by cheap taunts . "
 Dowook's face morphed into one of confusion . Maru just smiled a little and pat the other boy's shoulder .
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 Sometimes, as we go about with our lives, we all happen to think of one specific thought at least once.
 What if… I could go back to “that” time?
 The funny thing is, the moment you think such a thought is the precise moment when you came back to the past, from the future.
 “One more time.”
 Life, once again.
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 What the hell? That menace who bullied me since I was six years old, actually became a pretty girl after three years of living apart? And she even ran to our agreed duel location to confess to me, hoping that I can become her boyfriend?!
 This is a plot against me! There’s definitely an enormous conspiracy behind this! I won’t be fooled by you! Even if you tear up and act all pitiful, I will still disregard you and humiliate you, until you’ve have completely paid back all my childhood grievances!
 What’cha lookin’at? There are very reasonable grounds for bullying a girl!
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 Lin Qian and Zheng PingQing, two people who have wanted to kill each other for many years, fell in love. After a lot of ups and downs, they finally married.
 But they didn’t expect to get reborn together on the day of their wedding.
 Back to the year when their feud was at it’s most intense.
 The friends around them also saw each other as enemies.
 Yet the two men in question were…in the eyes of the frightened relatives and friends of both sides; they began to scatter dog food.
 Friends and relatives: ???
 ermm…..this is awkward.
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 On the first day Cheng Siqiao came to Nancheng, she lost her way and was entangled by a few foolish punks. The wayward and bold she took advantage of the fact that the other party was not paying attention, she punched the leader Xie Chen.
 I thought I would never see each other again, but the next day I was at the same table with him, and then was taken to my girlfriend’s house, whom I hadn’t seen for many years, by my mother, and saw him once again.
 Both parents enthusiastically introduced their children to each other.
 “Xie Chen’s grades are very good, and he has always been diligent in his studies. If you want to learn from him, you should still remember that you are childhood sweethearts.”
 “Sister Si Qiao grew up nice and quiet, and later became a classmate. You have to take good care of her and don’t bully her.”
 As soon as the voice fell, the two men thought of yesterday’s experience at the same time.
 Xie Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at Cheng Siqiao: “…Carefully and quietly?”
 Not to be outdone, Cheng Siqiao looked back at the past: “…Diligent learning?”
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 Lu Qifeng once asked Xie Chen boldly: “Brother Chen, do you think Sister Qiao is so beautiful, don’t you think about it?”
 Xie Chen, whose head was big when he mentioned Cheng Siqiao, lifted his eyelids slightly, and his eyes couldn’t hide the coldness, “Is there no girl in the world? Lao Tzu likes her?”
 Someday later.
 Lu Qifeng and Xie Chen went out to eat together, each other wearing a casual outfit, lazy and unruly.
 It’s just that the colored rubber bands on your wrists are a little offense.
 He fiddled with his hands from time to time during the meal, which seemed to be deliberately attracting his attention.
 Lu Qifeng finally couldn’t help asking: “Xie Chen, when do you like to bring these fancy little things?”
 A smile appeared at the corner of Xie Chen’s mouth, and he flaunted, “Isn’t it good-looking? Girlfriend.”
 Without waiting for Lu Qifeng to ask, Cheng Siqiao called and yelled: “Xie Chen, did you steal my rubber band again!”
 Lu Qifeng: “…”
 He pointed to a girl passing by and asked, “Xie Chen, do you think this man is a girl?”
 Recalling that Xie Chen’s mouth twitched, he said, “…male.”
 “It is said in the law of universal gravitation that any two objects in nature will attract each other, just as you and I travel through time and space just to meet again.”
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 In her previous life, she tried her best, she struggled. In the end, she has lost to her own mediocrity.
 In this life, she resigned to her fate.
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 After her mother passed away, Xia Rou reincarnated as an orphan and she got taken in by her mother’s lover. Once again she stepped into Cao family, and once again she had to confront the people she loved and hated……
 She dares not to expect anything, only except that she won’t suffer any more in this life……
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 Yu Youning: “If you planned on confessing to the person you loved, what would you say?”
 Qing-An: “I love you, or maybe I like you…”
 Yu Youning: “Thank you for confessing to me.”
 Qing-An: “Did you just trick me?”
 Reuniting after such a long time, the sails of this small boat of friendship filled out again, and off it went sailing through the seas…
 The only difference was, this time…
 They were sailing through the sea of love.
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 Domineering president? Evil school grass? Black-bellied Major General? Young Master Paranoid? All Raiders!
 Long time to attack? Hehe, it doesn’t exist.
 There is no male protagonist who can’t solve the problem, only a host who doesn’t work hard.
 The 001 system is very satisfied.
 Its host is also very satisfied.
 But…Isn’t it the one who said good strategy scumbags? !
 What does it mean for such a sick villain to stay in the shadows? ?
 The villain BOSS appeared, and it was him every time! To
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 Seo Tae Hyuk, jailed after being falsely accused.
 He will be executed without being able to prove his innocence.
 When he opens his eyes, it’s 15 years in the past?
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 In an era where a variety of male and female supporting leads, villains, and cannon fodders made face-slapping counterattacks against the male leads, the Lord System had to find a host to act as the male leads that had been slapped to death.
 Thus, the mild-tempered Miao Anyun was picked by the system to transmigrate into different worlds, acting as the male lead.
 There was no need to follow the original work to protect the plot line because even Lord System felt that the plots of these worlds had essentially already collapsed and were probably beyond saving. Meaning, if the plot could be bent back, he should do it, but if he couldn’t, then it was fine.
 Miao Anyun didn’t even need to stay in character. Lord System only had one basic requirement——he had to make sure the male lead stayed alive.
 At first, Miao Anyun didn’t make any unnecessary moves, as he just wanted to quietly go about his own business. However, for some inexplicable reason, these male supporting lead and villain counter-attackers approached him one after another, constantly gluing themselves to his side.
 As for the Lord Plot that had long ago gone out-of-control like a wild horse, it was actually, for the most part, bent! back! on! track!
 Lord System: The plot was bent back, but why do I still feel sorry for the host… You animals, stay away from my family’s host, bastards!
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 Mo Li was a lunatic, and everyone was afraid of him, except Bai Cheng, and he was Mo Li’s light. They had been in love for five years, but just before they went abroad to get a marriage certificate, Bai Cheng was suddenly diagnosed with cancer.
 Mo Li asked Bai Cheng what he wanted, and the always cheerful Bai Cheng said in a low voice that day – he wanted to go to college.
 It didn’t take long for Bai Cheng’s healthy body to decline at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was in so much pain that he couldn’t sleep all night, but he was still able to comfort Mo Li with a smile.
 Mo Li didn’t even have a chance to fulfill Bai Cheng’s last wish before he has lost his light. Mo Li was like a corpse. He has family and friends, but no one else matters after Bai Cheng left.
 Then one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself back in his senior year of high school. This time it was his turn to become Bai Cheng’s light.
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 Bai Cheng fell in love with the new transfer student. He thought it was love at first sight. Little did he know that the transfer student had been plotting against him for a long time.
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 On the day Lu Ranran was picked up by her biological parents, she suddenly obtained a system!
 After that she learned that she was a female cannon fodder in a Novel!
 One day in the future, the home will be ruined by the unborn protagonist child!
 System: Your father will jump off the building, your mother will commit suicide, and you will be sold to the entertainment club as a prostitute, but… Don’t lose hope! As long as the male is born with his father alived, we can change the future and enjoy a successful life!
 Lu Ranran looked at her brother who was talking to himself about the college entrance examination: Have a son with your sister, give birth… She is only eighteen!
 —— With no one around, a certain someone blocked Lu Ranran in a corner. 
 Ji Zeyang: “You have been pestering me for a long time, what do you want?” 
 The host: “Brother, you owe me a child. ” 
 System:”…” 
 Ji Zeyang: “…” 
 PS. This is not incest.
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 Right after getting the first-class chef’s certificate and before that certificate had been in her hands long enough to warm up, she woke up. Not only did she age ten years, she also gained two children…
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 At this time, her new daughter, who had lost two of her front baby teeth and spoke with a lisp, pointed at the TV screen and called out, “Dad!”
 On the screen, the Film Emperor Meng Yan was extremely handsome and charming. Towards the camera, his gaze was overflowing with gentle and tender feelings. He raised up the hand that was holding hands with captivatingly beautiful bride. She was wearing a diamond-beaded wedding dress. At the bottom of the TV screen, the headline news was displayed in large font – Meng Yan and the rising starlet’s wedding of the century.
 T/N: The second part of the summary is misleading. This isn’t a novel where the transmigrated main character clings onto the film emperor’s thigh.
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 I heard that the new transfer student was a hidden boss, and even the boss of the vocational school next door bowed to him.
 Accidentally made the same table with the boss.
 Jiang Ling was trembling, for fear that the boss would beat her if he was upset.
 The gangster forgot to bring her pen for the exam, and unhurriedly buttoned her table: “Borrow a pen at the same table.”
 Jiang Ling knows his heart is trembling, borrowed.
 The boss forgot to bring his notebook with his homework: “Borrow a notebook at the same table.”
 Jiang Ling knows he has lingering fears, so let’s borrow it again.
 The gangster forgot to bring her book to school, so he naturally pulled her book over: “I borrowed your book at the same table and took a look.”
 Jiang Ling knew that he had tolerated and endured, and then borrowed again.
 Finally one day, when there is no borrowing, the boss sighed, and whispered in her ear: “I have everything, but I lack a girlfriend. At the same table, what time is it convenient for you to lend you? I?”
 Jiang Ling knew: “…”
 [Campus Little Sweet, Shuangjie, Sweet Pet]
 [The heroine’s name : Ling (líng)]
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