i have a sword fairy

Chapter 694 I'm Afraid of the Suddenly Quiet Air (3000 words!)

Halfway through the calligraphy class, Zhao Rong on the podium turned around and said sincerely:

"Can everyone lower their voices, don't talk about number three, and don't disturb brother Yushu in the back row to sleep."

The audience, who were originally whispering, fell silent for a moment, and then there was another burst of laughter. They all turned their heads to look at a certain student who was sleeping soundly in the last row.

Fan Yushu smacked his lips, switched sides of his face, and continued to sleep on his stomach without opening his eyes.

Still I stand still.

In the words he told Zhao Rong, it was about to go on vacation, and he had to get enough sleep in the classroom first, have fun after the vacation, and then catch up on sleep after the vacation was over.

Zhao Rong was inspired by these words, as if he was enlightened, so he hurriedly finished all the calligraphy courses planned for the next few days, and finished his homework. Contrary to what Fan Yushu said, when he was on vacation, he would She can sleep happily—and sleep with Qingjun Qian'er.

Fan Yushu expressed that he couldn't understand this, and of course Zhao Rong would not tell him that there were great benefits and rewards waiting for him.

Zhao Rong didn't care about Fan Yushu's sleeping, just like he didn't care about the whispering of the students who disobeyed him in class, as long as he didn't disturb him to give lectures to some students who were willing to listen.

Yu Huaijin, who was sitting in the first row, was also surprisingly quiet. She didn't go back to manage the class like the gentlemen in the past, because the last time Zhao Rong had a conversation with her on the corridor after the forced termination of the bet, Let this old-fashioned girl have some vague insights.

This is Zhao Rong's class, she doesn't interfere.

Zhao Rong glanced at the sun approaching noon,

"Let's assign some homework next. The class is over. I'll check it after I finish writing, and then I can tell the typo, and the get out of class can be over." He took out a stack of rice paper and prepared to hand it out.

There was a wave of dissatisfied and disappointed 'ah' sounds from under the podium.

"Mr. Zhao Da, the other schools are free activities. We have had classes all morning, and you are almost done." Wu Peiliang did not disappoint Zhao Rong. The rankings are released, let's take a look? You don't care about grades, but we are different from you."

Zhao Rong turned a deaf ear and threw the rice paper to Yu Huaijin in the first row, who got up and left his seat to distribute it.

At this time, there was some movement outside the lobby. The sixteen female students who had gone to the school to correct their papers returned in groups, followed by ten or twenty school boys, who held a copy of the red list in their hands. , Follow the female students back to their schools.

According to the previous rules, the red list of the six class rankings was sent to each school respectively. As for the general list of the school rankings, Meng Zhengjun had posted it at the most conspicuous place at the entrance of the school. Seen by the students leaving the academy.

There was a moment of silence in the willful hall, and then it became lively.

It's not just the willful classroom, it's even more so in other schools, and even in some loose schools, some students have already rushed out of the door and greeted them.

Even Fan Yushu, who was sleeping soundly in the last row, raised his head, wiped his saliva on his sleeve, and asked "what's the matter?" After learning that the results of the mid-month exam would be announced, he became more energetic and looked forward to it, um, Zhao Rong understood his expectation. Before that, Fan Yushu was confident that his performance in music and painting would be good, which was rare for him to take the exam seriously.

That's why other students are even more like this. When it comes to the announcement of grades, no matter if you're a bully or a scumbag or a weak student or a waste, everyone has something to look forward to. Although sometimes it's mostly an illusion, but the excitement is over.

In a blink of an eye, the figures of Xiao Hongyu and Li Xueyou appeared at the door, and they returned to the candid hall with the red list.

The students in the willful class looked at them nervously and expectantly, Zhao Rong ignored the audience, turned around and continued to write the homework questions on the blackboard one by one.

But what makes the students in the school a little strange is that as soon as Xiao and Li entered the door, they looked at Zhao Rong who was writing quietly on the podium with his back to the crowd, and looked at the expression on Xiao Hongyu's face, he was still a little cautious... However What the second daughter did didn't arouse much suspicion from the crowd. After all, it was Zhao Rong who was in the calligraphy class. Before entering the classroom, he asked the "Mr. Lecturer on the stage" with his eyes, which was quite normal.

Wu Peiliang thought Zhao Rong didn't exist on the podium, so he couldn't help but ask first: "Brother Xueyou, brother Hongyu, I took the exam..." Halfway through speaking, he realized that he was a little too anxious in public, so he changed his words: "Our school How did you do in the exam?"

Xiao Hongyu and Li Xueyou looked at each other with strange eyes, and the latter took advantage of the movement of brushing his hair to sneak a glance at the man who was writing quietly on the podium.

Xiao Hongyu hesitantly organized his words: "Our class...should...should be considered very good, but..."

Wu Peiliang rushed to ask: "This time the top ten in the school, how many people are there in our class?"

Xiao Hongyu answered honestly: "Four."

Wu Peiliang was overjoyed immediately, and the students in the surrounding seats congratulated him one after another, either for him or with envious expressions.

In the school on weekdays, except for Yu Huaijin who is riding a horse, Wu Peiliang is second only to Brother Delu and Brother Xue most of the time, and is the top four in the school.

But this time, he performed very well in poetry and prose, and he had an excellent poem as a base, which must be no less than 2 points!The top four are stable, and even what he is thinking about now is to hit the third or No.[-].

"That's really good, hahaha, it seems like it's the first time that four students from our school have entered the top ten!" Wu Peiliang looked at the friends and classmates around him with a smile on his face, and turned around happily ask.

For some reason, when Li Xueyou heard the words, she gave Wu Peiliang a weird look, and then hurried away.

Seeing this, Xiao Hongyu also had a somewhat complicated expression, and couldn't help saying: "That's true, ahem." She suddenly turned her head to Zhao Rong who was on the podium, and carefully asked for instructions: "Brother Ziyu, have you finished your class? When it's over, I'll post the red list directly, it's okay if it's not finished, Xueyou and I will wait a while, and we'll be listening to get out of class together, so I'm a little embarrassed to be absent from class all morning."

This chubby female student with a big mouth looked at Zhao Rong without moving her eyes.

The same goes for Li Xueyou.

This time, it was the students' turn to look at the second daughter strangely, and Wu Peiliang said a little annoyed: "Don't worry about him, Brother Hongyu can just post the list directly. It was Mr. Meng who asked you to come back and post the list. Our Mr. Zhao Da It can't be that the official authority is greater than Mr. Meng."

Most of the students smiled and supported, but for some reason, Xiao Hongyu and Li Xueyou still looked at the podium very politely.

Zhao Rong turned around, glanced at them and the red list in their hands, thought for a while, and before he could speak, Yu Huaijin said for him in advance:

"Red Fish, Xueyou, you guys, take the schoolboys to post the red list on the wall outside. This book art class is not over yet, so don't disturb Brother Zhao." She turned her head again, and said to the impatient students : "It's only a quarter of an hour. After school, you can watch it when you leave."

Zhao Rong also nodded when he heard the words.

Seeing this, Xiao Hongyu and Li Xueyou immediately turned around and took the book boy out with the much-anticipated red list, posted it on the wall outside the lobby, and then returned.

Zhao Rong turned around and continued to assign homework, but all the students in the school were troubled for a while, even Jia Tengying and the others who had listened carefully to Zhao Rong's class before could not help but look sideways at the door frequently, a little distracted.

Everyone was looking forward to the end of get out of class, and Zhao Rong also noticed this and was about to say something, but at this moment, a student surnamed Cheng who was usually serious about his lectures suddenly raised his hand and stood up, "Brother Zhao, I drank too much water just now, A little anxious."

Zhao Rong couldn't really check his bladder, "Yes, go back quickly."

The student surnamed Cheng went out immediately, not sure if he really went to the toilet, but with the leader, the rest of the students were of course unwilling to lag behind, one after another revealed the problem of their small bladders, and they were in a hurry.

Yu Huaijin frowned, Zhao Rong sighed, and had no choice but to raise the paper in his hand, "Hurry up, don't be crowded..."

In an instant, most of the classroom was empty, and in the end, Wu Peiliang, who was at odds with Zhao Rong, didn't even ask Zhao Rong for instructions, and didn't even look at him, and led the seven or eight students around him out with a happy face. In the end, even Jia Tengying and the few studious students smiled embarrassedly at Zhao Rong, and got up to follow the big team.

Ever since, in such a large classroom, only Zhao Rong on the podium and Yu Huaijin in the first row were left.

The students in the willful hall said that they were going to the hut in a hurry, but the noise and footsteps outside the school all revealed to Zhao Rong and Yu Huaijin that they didn't go at all, but stayed in the corridor outside the door separated by a wall. What to look at, it goes without saying, except for a few students who really went to the latrine to put on a show, almost all the willful students gathered around the corridor to read the red list.

Zhao Rong and Yu Huaijin looked at each other silently, and they both shook their heads. However, just when Yu Huaijin was about to speak, she found that the corridor outside the school suddenly became quiet.

The two people in the lobby turned their heads away.

In the corridor where the red list was posted across the wall from them, the crowded and noisy students seemed to be choked by some force, and there was a dead silence outside the door, and I don't know why...

To be honest, this scene is a bit weird in the eyes of uninformed people, because they are afraid that the air will suddenly be quiet.

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PS: It was originally updated last night, but it turned out to be coded and fell asleep in the early morning... Brothers scolded lightly.

Good brothers, to be honest, if Xiaorong has the ability and conditions to update, I will definitely give you updates every day, so I won’t be procrastinating all the time...

But I have fallen into a strange state these days. If I say I am busy, I am indeed busy. Yesterday I packed my luggage during the day and took the train all night, and arrived in a strange city in the early hours of the morning.

But if you say that you don’t have time, you definitely do. For example, when sitting on the train and looking at the scenery, for example, when I read novels by my peers to study, I also read them with great interest. For example, with book friends Shui Qun Time to chat...these can all be used for coding.

However, once I open the codeword interface, I often get distracted, or I can’t enter it, and I can’t find a plot entry point that excites me and satisfies me. The efficiency is very low. Like this chapter, I have probably written it since I got up. six hours.

But if you force me to code, hold a knife on my neck, or starve and can’t afford to eat, use these to force me, I will definitely be able to code, but what I write is words that I don’t recognize or recognize , I just get the job done.

Say tired, not tired, so few updates, tired a hammer.

But let’s talk about high energy, and serious internal friction, and my emotions and attention are distracted by other things... I can’t find a quiet desk and a quiet screen for the time being.

At present, I think it is: the period of exhaustion of inspiration hits the rushing period of the graduation season, then hits the period of "doubt and anxiety caused by my clear awareness of my lack of writing power and ability", and then hits the full-time or Confused period of part-time job.

Good guy, the buffs are fully stacked, only a terminal illness and bereavement are missing.

However, the most frightening thing is that I am clearly aware of the above, but it is still a mess, and I can't sort it out for a while...

Forget it, if I continue talking, it seems that I am explaining the funeral, and I feel like I am about to run away.

Friends, let me say this here:
The daily update will be interrupted first, and it will be temporarily set to be updated every two or three days (if there is inspiration, it will be posted in advance), but it may not be sure that it will be a daily update in a few days.

In the end, if everyone wants to scold Xiaorong, you can also scold Xiaorong, I will accept it, and I will never retaliate. At most, I will delete the comment angrily and save my face... (What a dog author)

(Don't worry, this 'PS' is added after the chapter is published, not counting the number of paid words in this chapter)

(End of this chapter)