The Journey Of Yi Lan And Zhen Di Feng
Episode 22's. New World

“Hey, wake up ... See how long you've been sleeping? Is the story so good? Hah, you dream too much, Dao Qiang Yin, can you ... You soon rise from your resting place?”

“That is you back? You all right? Hah You're not hurt at all, thank goodness then.”

“Her cup after dreaming You are much more able to respect the Older.”

“Xunzhao Yang, can you be softer when you wake me up? Hah, how can you call you Jiejihe if you are so cruel to me.”

“You know? waking you up is so draining, after waking up still having a debate, get ready immediately! You will leave with me on the car or try to run again chasing the bus, if you do not want to do that then hurry up, I will not wait too long.”

“Well, this girl always treats me cruelly, well I'm getting ready soon, please wait a minute, give me a ride ... huh, even I have to beg you, it doesn't make sense!” start rushing, get ready to go.

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At the start of a clear day, the sun did not look shy again when it appeared, Xunzhao Yang and Dao Qiang Yin were two brothers who had different hobbies but with the same goal.

Xunzhao Yang was the name of a girl who had an oriental face, this girl had an art soul that could produce and was also an older sister of the girl named Dao Qiang Yin.

Dao Qiang Yin was a girl who also had the same characteristics but did not have an art soul at all, maybe that was the difference, Dao the way people greeted her, he said, this girl who has a hobby of writing classic verses is very fond of men who may not be too familiar with many people but always in the memory of many people, She is Qu Yuan.

Xunzhao made money from the artwork he made, becoming a Designer was the work he was doing right now, armed with the inheritance left behind by the Both Parents, and his family, he began to take his business very seriously. Another case with Dao, a child who diligently uses credit cards in this life, is now trying to achieve his dream of following the literary race. Dao is a student of the Department of Literature at one of the leading Universities in his city.

Xunzhao and Dao, twin brothers who are now orphans, but they both never drag on in grief, it's because both his parents when going away never said “In life there must be Death, why should Grieve?” as if hinting that they should still be in good condition.

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“Down, have already noticed your step, keep your daydreams for now, ah ... I'm not even sure you got into University with a Achievement Scholarship, seeing your behavior like this, makes it all absurd.”

“Xunzhao, Artwork Sculpture, can you speak with a beautiful verse? You made tens of thousands of words along the way, whether ... You're in another field?” dao replied as he got down from the car and rushed towards his literary class.

“Hah, this boy somehow He will be independent” muttered in his heart while looking at Dao and passed away.

Routines that they always live throughout life, often there is a debate almost on the sidelines of the conversation, the way they express affection even though it sounds a little rude but for them it is just a joke.

As he was about to enter the classroom, suddenly a friend of his immediately barged in and blocked his path.

She named Lala the cute girl who looks coquettish is a friend of Dao, a friendship that was established when he first entered university, although in the end not in class but they are very familiar.

“Ayolah ... let alone this, do you not see? my face is lifeless.”

As if he did not care about Dao's words, Lala immediately asked a question.

“Dao have you registered for the Literature Competition? Didn't ... You're looking forward to the race coming up again, this time the category is Writing Verse, what do you think?”

“Really? When did you hear it? Ah, I mean ... see it? Ah, isn't that where you see it? Hah, same thing.”

Lala, who had understood his friend's intentions, began to take him to the notice board located not far from their class.

Dao read it carefully, in a quiet voice and focused on the requirements of the race.

“Ah, the requirements are complicated once, why should I take the registration form by email? Times are getting more sophisticated apparently, making it difficult to adapt.”

“Hey, are you in a past life? Obviously you have to register it by email, huh, My friend is really old-fashioned,” said Lala while holding her friend into their respective classes.

In the classroom when receiving material, Dao looks unfocused, a mind that seems to branch out is in his daydream, I don't know what he has to finish at this time.

“Dao, are you still there?” asked the Lecturer who had noticed that Dao was daydreaming with a lifeless blank look, something he often did when he was in a dilemma.

Dao who did not hear what was said by his Lecturer, now began to approach Dao.

“Nona Dao?” said the Lecturer again in a very loud voice, so that it disperse his reverie.

“Hadir!” Answer the Dao spontaneously.

“Who is taking the present list? We're already in the middle of the Material and you've just arrived.”

All of his classmates immediately laughed, made Dao's face flushed red, and began to throw a wry smile at the Lecturer.

“Hah, fortunately the Lecturer today is full of compassion if not... finish me,” Dao said in his heart.

Shortly after the time of giving the material has been completed, while waiting for the change of hours, Dao began to go out to his friend's class.

“Lala, let's go!”

“Alright,” Lala replied as she headed towards Dao, as if knowing where they were going.

“Ah, I'm so hungry, this morning I just got a heartless breakfast babble from Xunzhao, I don't know that girl is too independent.”

Lala just smiled hearing the words of her theme.

Arriving at the cafeteria, Dao and Lala immediately ordered food and resumed the conversation.

“What are you going to do in that Literature Race? Isn't ... the prize is good?”

“Hei, Dao Qiang yin, You know clearly I'm not good at poetry, why should I busy my mind in the race so long? Even thinking about it I'm tired.”

“You're right too, I even thought that applying would be overwhelming, and it seems like not just at Our University alone, but various Universities would be taking part in it, ah, making me give up before competing”

“Don't be like that, isn't ... You've been waiting for this kind of race? Why did you start to change your mind after knowing it? Whaddya think? Is ... You're gonna follow the lomba?” ask Lala to Dao.

But Dao did not respond, again he was in his daydream, “Ah, this child is really draining, hey! You haven't answered it yet, tell me you want to run the race or not?”

The startled Dao began to respond to him very strangely, “What? Me? You reckon? Ah, I don't know I ..”