Saying XX lines makes me rich

Chapter 1 Daily Task Trigger
"A voice shouted: Climb out, and give you freedom! I long for freedom, but I also know how a human body can crawl out of a dog's hole."

"Students, you should all remember this modern poem, "The Prisoner's Song", about the meaning of two kinds of freedom, one is compromise surrender, and the other is tenacious resistance."

"Therefore, we learned that the key words of this propositional composition should be..."

[Daily task trigger 1/10: Please read your exclusive lines - I am the fallen saint of darkness, surrender, stupid human beings! [Reward 10W]]

"Okay, now everyone can raise your hands and tell us what you think about surrender and resistance."

Chu Qingyu rested his chin on one hand, and turned the black signature pen into a black flower with the other, as if he didn't hear the mechanical prompt sound in his head at all, and looked at several excellent students who were usually very active with drooping eyelids Competing to raise their hands to speak.

The study committee member said: "Resistance is the root of everything, so I think I can write about the success stories of several celebrities."

The squad leader said: "Resistance and surrender are relative. I want to choose the same from the people and things around me. It is easier to write with rich emotions."

The deputy squad leader was not far behind: "I have experienced resistance or compromise myself, so I am going to write about what I experienced."

The representative of the Chinese class stood up and impassionedly said many famous quotes about hope, flicking his half-length ponytail on the back of his head.Afterwards, the class fell into silence where no one raised their hands to actively respond to the teacher's expectant gaze.

Fortunately, he is middle-aged, and the Chinese teacher who has been in the ordinary class of this ordinary city middle school for more than [-] years is used to it. After scanning the whole class, he was about to discuss in depth the words of a few outstanding students when he suddenly saw Chu Qingyu who was sitting in the corner slowly raised her hand.

This female student is thin and thin, wearing a baggy and half-worn school uniform for many years, with thick and long bangs, she always lowers her head and shrugs her shoulders, her eyes dodge and she dare not look at people.Usually, she would just shrink in the corner like a shadow without making a sound, why did she suddenly raise her hand to answer the question today?
Although a little confused about this, the Chinese teacher was very happy that this overly introverted female student finally broke through and had the idea of ​​working hard, so she happily raised her hand to signal the student to stand up and replied: "Chu Qingyu, tell me What do you think?"

Compared with the few proud students, the Chinese teacher's tone was gentler, for fear that if his voice was louder and his tone a little harsher, this snail-like female student would shrink back into her shell in fright.

Chu Qingyu stood up slowly, not at all as timid and inferior as usual, neither bowing his head nor shrinking his shoulders, instead he took a leisurely glance at everyone present, and finally cast his eyes straight on the podium The teacher above: "I am the fallen saint of darkness, surrender, stupid human!"

The Chinese teacher was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, his greasy face was full of confusion.

Unlike the middle-aged teacher who doesn't pay attention to anime, many students in the class have watched "My Little Sister Is So Cute", and immediately turned to look at Chu Qingyu.

Someone else muttered loudly: "Watching anime is regarded as mental illness?"

[Daily task trigger 2/10: Please read your exclusive lines - I want to be the god of the new world. [Reward 10W]]

Chu Qingyu glanced at the classmate who was muttering loudly, and twitched the corner of her mouth: "God? Heh! Yes, I want to become the god of the new world."

"Pfft-"

"Ha ha ha ha"

"Death Note?"

"I'm dying of laughter hahaha, is this Chu Qingyu joking?"

The representative of the Chinese class blushed, stood up abruptly, pointed at Chu Qingyu and complained to his respected Chinese teacher: "Mr. Qin, Chu Qingyu is talking about lines from anime! She is playing tricks on you!"

Some of the students who were still holding back their laughter could no longer hold back, and the whole class burst out laughing.The Chinese teacher blinked, and finally understood, her chubby and flushed face became even redder with anger, and pointed at Chu Qingyu with shaking fingers, for a moment, she was so angry that she didn't know what to say.

It was the squad leader who hurriedly said, "Chu Qingyu, hurry up and apologize to Teacher Qin!"

[Daily task trigger 3/10: Please read your exclusive lines - the fault is not me, but the world. [Reward 10W]】Chu Qingyu sighed, extremely melancholy: "The fault is not me, but the world."

After finishing speaking, he looked up at the open window, as if he was talking to himself: "I'm sorry, maybe I came to the wrong world."

Teacher Qin, who was brewing anger and was about to reprimand Chu Qingyu: "!!!"

Half an hour later, at the door of the school's psychological counseling room.

Zhou Dahong, the mother of Chu who was forcibly called down from the mahjong table by more than a dozen phone calls from the school, heard her voice before she saw her.

Accompanied by the yelling and cursing, there was the sound of the other party's high-heeled shoes tapping on the steps.The subconscious mind of her body told Chu Qingyu that she should start to be afraid, terrified, and trembling now, but her waking brain seemed to have lost the function of conveying such emotions to her limbs and bones, so that she was now in a state where her body and soul were derailed. Sense of separation.

When the people finally came up, Zhou Dahong took a quick breath, and a pair of small eyes with single eyelids painted with purple shiny eye shadow quickly glanced at the several people present, and then fixed his eyes on his daughter Chu Qingyu who was not short but extremely thin. An inexplicable majesty erupted, like a mighty general on the battlefield in ancient times.

Just as Teacher Qin and the dean of the part-time psychological counseling had their hearts jumping and their scalp tensing up, and the two were about to flee, the female general pointed her sharp "spear" at Chu Qingyu decisively.

I saw Zhou Dahong's hands crossed on his fat waist, a pair of thickened and enlarged compasses-like legs spread apart and stood upright, and he opened his throat and sprayed dozens of shots at Chu Qingyu, who was squeezed by the two teachers on the edge of the door frame. Feimo: "You little bitch, why don't you do well in school, why are you ashamed of yourself? The school and the dead at home are rushing to the funeral, and the old lady's mobile phone is smashed! Beat it, beat it? I don't know how to beat it Is this kind of thing the most taboo in mahjong? Who will pay for the money if you lose? Are you a bastard who looks like a debt collector all day long?"

He said he was scolding his daughter, but his eyes walked towards the two teachers from time to time. It was obvious that he was scolding both the mulberry tree and the locust tree. With all the power of Zaan, no one had a chance to escape.

After scolding her for bad luck at the poker table, she scolded the school for nothing, asking for trouble, how to manage the students, how to punish them, and just notify the parents of the results.

"When a child doesn't learn well at school and does something shameful and immoral, is it useful to ask the parents? Ah? You have to ask the parents for everything, and the school is here to make wool? Why don't you close the counting ball as soon as possible!"

Then came a series of national curses, scolding so honestly that Mr. Qin, who just wanted to be a salty fish until he retired, flushed all over his face.

On the contrary, the teaching director is considered "well-informed", and at least he still has the courage to try to interrupt the other party's rhythm: "This parent, please don't get excited..." Unfortunately, for Zhou Dahong, such an attempt will undoubtedly add fuel to the fire : "I'm so excited about your mother, a dozen phone calls rushed over and I thought she was dead, my mother is in a hurry to go to the funeral..."

The dean's face was blue and red, and finally he had to use the child's state to frighten the parents: "Why are you so unreasonable as a parent, do you know that your daughter has serious suicidal tendencies? We just made a few sets of experts The questionnaires were sent out, and the results were all..."

However, Zhou Dahong's tricks, which were always invincible in the past, did not work at all. Not only was the opponent not frightened, he even laughed.

She laughed loudly: "Suicide?"

The other party looked up with her hips on her hips, opened her mouth wide and swallowed a mouthful, then compressed the air to the extreme, and finally popped it out with the tip of her thick and powerful tongue: "Bah!"

Spit sprayed out all over the sky, the teaching director and Teacher Qin closed their eyes, only the shameless abuse of this shrew was in their ears.

As if separated from the crowd outside, Chu Qingyu retreated a few steps with foresight, using the two teachers and the half door of the office as a cover, while echoing the "shivering, cowardly and self-closing" set by the person, while watching with a pair of eyes Watching every expression of Zhou Dahong, and silently wrote down an argument to prove that he is indeed "ill" in his heart.

——Obviously she is a mother who has lived together for 18 years. She should have gotten used to this kind of drama long ago, but today she finds it extremely novel.

No longer pure fear, but a kind of amazing admiration spontaneously.

　This is the first time I post an article, the sand sculpture is relaxed and windy, I hope it will make my friends have fun watching it after work and study

　　
　
(End of this chapter)