Sweet Green Plum Cultivation Program

Chapter 70 Yesterday ([-])

When Qiao Xinwu came back, she looked around the classroom and walked slowly to a boy.

She tapped his desk with the book in her hand, and the sleeping boy was woken up, and stood up impatiently from his seat.It doesn't matter if he doesn't stand up, as soon as he stands up, the "Tian Tian Lian" that he put on the stool hits the ground.

Qiao Xinwu glanced at the exercise book on the floor.

Everyone held their breath, thinking that she was going to get angry, and the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became a little serious.

But her voice was still so gentle: "Are you doing "Tian Tian Lian"?"

The boy said casually, "Oh, just sit."

The chair is too low to lie on and it is always uncomfortable to sleep on.This "Tian Tian Lian" sat on it just right, but he forgot to take it down later, he had sat on it for a long time.

There was three seconds of silence in the classroom.

Qiao Xinwu bent down, picked up the exercise book that was curled up by him from the ground, and gently placed it on his desk.Everyone didn't even find a trace of anger on her face.

She turned around and returned to the podium, and began to correct the homework.

If any teacher had been changed, he would have been furious and told the boy to get out and stand as a punishment, but this person was Qiao Xinwu, and everything seemed to be so logical.

She is always so calm, elegant and calm.

Zhou Luo felt that maybe when Qiao Xinwu was transferred out of the key class, even though everyone around her was watching her jokes, she didn't have any special emotions.

Her smile always seems to be fixed on her face, which makes people look very unreal.

Sometimes when they were doing test questions below, when Zhou Luo looked up and was lazy, she would see her sitting motionless on the podium and staring at them. At first Zhou Luo thought it was her raising her head too much that caught her attention.

After a few more such experiences, she realized that Qiao Xinwu didn't look at anyone, and her eyes were empty.

As if looking through them at another group of people.

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Lin Jingjing finally settled on the male and female protagonists. She thought that everything was ready and only owed Dongfeng, so she excitedly went to Song Yao to report to the show.

When Song Yao heard the name of her show, she seemed to be stunned for a moment, and finally sent her back on the grounds that rehearsing dramas took up too much of everyone's study time.

The teaching buildings of the third year of high school are still brightly lit, while the buildings of the first and second year of high school have begun to turn off the lights one by one.Countless students poured out from the door, walking together in groups of three or four, chatting about today's interesting events.

Lin Jingjing had already complained to the two about the killing of a program.

Finally, she looked at the sky and said: "It seems that my script will never see the light of day."

"You can keep it as a family heirloom and pass it on to your next generation." Zhou Luo joked.

Lin Jingjing drooped her head like a deflated ball.

The nights in late May already have some summer feeling, but it is not hot and dry, but the cool breeze makes people feel very comfortable.

The location of the girls' dormitory building is close to the school gate, and the road from the teaching building to the dormitory building is facing the school gate, so you can clearly see the situation outside.

Changhe is usually closed and managed, and the nearby shops generally don't open until night.It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the usual school gate should be so quiet that there was not even a single person.

But today, many light sources appeared at the gate of the school.

Lin Jingjing pointed at the door, "Look at the door, there seems to be someone."

The boys and girls were just at the age of being lively and active, and they hurried to the school gate to find out.Taking a closer look, the light source was actually gathered by the candlelight of white candles!

White candles filled the open space in front of the door, and a woman who didn't look young was sitting in the middle, crying and burning paper money in the brazier in the middle.

Her face was dimmed by the candlelight, and she didn't speak, just sat there and wept silently.

"It's her again. I remember she made a fuss last year." It was a sophomore girl who spoke.

"Is there some grievance, it looks very pitiful..." another girl said.

"I don't know. When I was a freshman in high school, I heard from my senior sister that she came every year, but no one knew why. Oh, let's go, it looks a little creepy."

The girl took her partner and left.

Zhou Luo suddenly remembered that Sun Pan seemed to have mentioned this matter before, it seems that this should be the person she mentioned.

After hearing about it, and seeing it with his own eyes, Zhou Luo was still a little shocked.

A gust of wind blew out several candles on the ground, and the ashes in the brazier were blown into the air by the wind, spreading a burning smell.

The woman on the ground didn't respond, her eyes were out of focus, and her eyes were empty.

Coupled with this night scene, it makes people feel a sense of gloom.

Lin Jingjing tugged at Zhou Luo's sleeve, "Let's go too, I'm a little scared."

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Song Yao picked and picked among the programs in the newspaper, and finally chose a chorus with the lowest difficulty, and asked the students to participate voluntarily.

The chorus program is basically just making up the numbers, and the songs are chosen that everyone is familiar with. Song Yao said that it is enough to use the spare time after lunch to practice in the back garden.

Everyone tried to save trouble, but there was no objection.

After the rehearsal on the first day was over, everyone walked towards the teaching building in twos and threes, but Zhou Luo could hear a few weak meows coming from the bushes.

She stopped, turned around and walked towards the bush closest to the sound, and gently pushed aside the branches and leaves. A litter of kittens were wriggling in the nest, waiting to be fed.

"There's a litter of kittens here!" Zhou Luo shouted to everyone.

Many people turned back to watch.

"It seems to be just born, so young." Meng Xiangting said.

Lin Jingjing wanted to touch the kitten with her hand, but before she could touch the kitten, she heard a wild cat roaring from around.

It turned out that the mother cat came back and saw them, a group of strangers, watching the kittens, trying to scare them away by screaming sharply.

Lin Ting stood up first, and said to everyone: "Get away from here quickly, the mother cat who has just given birth is very hostile to humans approaching the kittens, and might pounce on us later."

Everyone took a few steps back after hearing his words.

"But who made this nest, I saw some cat food and milk beside it just now." An Mu said.

This looks like a stray cat nearby, and generally does not have a fixed residence.And this female cat can give birth to a litter of kittens here without moving the place, which means that this litter has been arranged here for a while, at least cat food and milk should be replenished frequently.

Although the back garden is called a garden, there are not many beautiful flowers and plants. Changhe's study pressure is heavy, and there are not many people who come here often.

Who would deliberately put a cat litter here and prepare food?
The mother cat returned to the cat's nest and lay down, and the kittens rushed up and nursed around the surrounding area.The female cat's vigilance did not relax at all, and it stared at them and the group, and it continued to make terrifying noises, and its hostility remained undiminished.

As if to warn them, just one more step forward, it will scratch them to death with its claws.

Zhou Luo's heart trembled when he heard it, fearing that it would pounce on him, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Bai Luofan said: "Let's go first, bring something to eat when we come tomorrow."

Zhou Luo nodded.

The next day, Zhou Luo didn't eat, and with milk and ham in his pocket, he came to the garden early to feed the cat.

Walking to the venue, he found a familiar figure in front of the bush.

She blurted out: "Why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)