Saying XX lines makes me rich

Chapter 2 Chicken Soup for the Soul
Things start from the moment the bedside alarm clock rings at six o'clock in the morning.

Since waking up this morning, Chu Qingyu found that she was ill, and very seriously ill.If it wasn't for the clear memory and no extra memory for no reason at all, Chu Qingyu almost thought that she had been transmigrated by someone.

Before this morning, she was timid, low self-esteem, gloomy and sensitive, like a sprout sprouting from the light.After this morning, although she has not researched it yet, Chu Qingyu feels that she is very powerful, the kind who is so powerful that she can destroy the world with a flick of a finger.

Since coming to school in the morning, she has been restraining herself, because she is afraid that if she is not paying attention, she will expose her worrying mental state.But now Chu Qingyu suddenly felt that, compared to Zhou Dahong, a normal person, her illness was nothing to be nervous about.

Thank you for the diversity of the human species.

Anyone who is acquainted with Zhou Dahong knows that when she scolds others, she must not refute her, as long as she has enough scolding, it will stop.

Although the teaching director and Teacher Qin didn't know this, maybe the man has extra talent in this area. After a period of silence, Zhou Dahong finished scolding, and didn't carefully understand what happened to her daughter at school. What the hell is the school trying to do.

The dean said with a bad face, "It's not suitable for her to stay in school today in her state, so you should take her back first."

Zhou Dahong rolled his eyes and cursed: "Fucking nonsense, let her go back and let her go back, it's not disabled." After saying that, she rolled her eyes at Chu Qingyu who was hiding behind: "Little trash, you're not happy Follow up, let's go!"

Before returning home, Zhou Dahong had already answered the phone and left Chu Qingyu on the way.It didn't matter to Chu Qingyu, she went home and turned on the computer, and began to search for the information she wanted.

After successively searching related topics such as "When I wake up, I feel that I am not the original me", "I have an extra system in my mind, and I can get money by reading lines", "Why does a person change his temperament drastically", Chu Qingyu Thoughtful, I made a preliminary conclusion: So I am schizophrenic and have developed a powerful sub-personality to protect myself, and I continue to have auditory and visual hallucinations?
She lowered her head and looked at the black card that had appeared out of thin air in her pocket since she read the first line, moving it with her left and right hands, trying to see if it would distort or disappear.

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The school is a well-informed place. When Chu Qingyu returned to school the next day, what happened yesterday included but was not limited to rumors, from suicidal tendencies to almost jumping off the building in the classroom, and almost jumping off the building in the office building. The news that the teaching director, Lao Huang, was almost dragged down to die together has spread throughout the Sixian Building.

Whether the Hongru Building and Honghu Building next door, which are also student sites, have spread, is not yet known.After all, those two buildings are both elite rocket classes, and students who love to study may not have time to gossip.

The Sixian Building is different. As the name suggests, it has nothing to do with the word "Hong", which means that students are expected to have good moral character. This place has always been dominated by ordinary classes.

Here, you may bump into the boys and girls on the wall at the corner of the stairs in broad daylight, or you may catch a glimpse inadvertently and just catch a glimpse of two kissing fish hugging each other at the back door of a certain classroom .

For example, when Chu Qingyu went upstairs, she was lucky enough to bump into a few boys chasing a boy with steel stool legs, waving their arms and releasing their passionate youth that had nowhere to rest.

Chu Qingyu stopped for a while, and looked thoughtfully for a few more times. The boy who was beaten up noticed her watching the excitement, and gave her a vicious look.Chu Qingyu has always maintained that she is a very polite person, so facing the glaring of the beaten boy, she responded with a good-tempered smile.

It can't be more, if there is more, she is afraid that she will also be beaten.

I hope that her loving smile can bring a touch of warmth to this strange boy.

Amen.

The beaten boy who only felt the malicious ridicule: "..." Grass!

When Chu Qingyu turned to leave, he suddenly heard a roar from behind, and then the fighting became more intense.

Ah, I feel the surge of youth!

The smile on Chu Qingyu's face deepened, and he was in such a good mood that he wanted to sing a song of conquest.

After her mental state became unstable, Chu Qingyu seemed to have broken free from the shackles bestowed on her by the world, almost without thinking, she hummed: "I was conquered by you just like that~ oh~ cut off all escape routes~ I am in a bad mood Strong, I decided to be confused."

Although she was tone deaf, Chu Qingyu was so intoxicated that she didn't notice the sideways glances of other students on the road at all.

Grade [-] of high school.

Seeing that Chu Qingyu came back, the classroom was quiet for a moment, and soon there was a buzzing of whispers, and everyone kept looking at Chu Qingyu.

When Chu Qingyu turned his gaze, those classmates were looking at the sky and picking their fingers again, but no one dared to look at her, but they couldn't help squinting at her from the corner of their eyes.

A look that wants to pay attention but dare not pay attention, looks like a group of little hamsters.

Yu Lian, the representative of the Chinese class, stood at her position and turned to look at Chu Qingyu in the corner of the classroom. In front of him: "Chu Qingyu, I apologize to you for my words and deeds in class yesterday, but please believe that I didn't mean to target you. I just think that as students, we should respect our teachers."

Realizing that she was talking and talking, it seemed that she had changed the topic, and it sounded like she was teaching others again, Yu Lian bit her lower lip in frustration, her hands and fingers were twisted together, and she couldn't think of what to do for a while. Save the field.

The other students in the classroom were paying attention to the movement here, openly or secretly, and the male student sitting by the window in front of Chu Qingyu was even more nervous and silently closed the window.

——Because he found that Chu Qingyu seemed to pay special attention to the open window.

Silence, silence is the main theme of this moment.

With a click, the pen fell from between his fingers to the table.Chu Qingyu tilted her head, eyes full of curiosity: "And then? Haven't thought about it yet?"

Yu Lian's face turned red instantly, she glared at Chu Qingyu angrily, then ran back covering her face.

Chu Qingyu picked up the pen and scratched his cheek blankly, not quite understanding what happened.Obviously, she just had a kind heart attack, and thoughtfully provided the transitional passages for the students to connect the past and the future. Why does the other party seem to be so angry that they can cry immediately?
Watching all this from a close distance, the boy at the front desk who is usually self-confident enough to be straight looked at Chu Qingyu and shook his head, then whispered to his deskmate: "It doesn't feel like Chu Qingyu has suicidal tendencies, but a completely let go The way I look at myself, look at the ironic tone, how slippery it is!"

The deskmate shook his index finger left and right in the air: "no no no, dear deskmate, let me ask you, under what circumstances would an introverted and shy person let himself go?"

The boy was thoughtful: "Could it be because you feel that there is no one you care about in the world?"

The tablemate tipped his glasses inscrutably: "No, it's because I feel that there is nothing in the world that I care about, whether it's people or things, which is what the saying goes."

The boy suddenly realized.

Because the whispers are not whispers at all, so after listening to the whole process, Chu Qingyu rubbed her chin and seemed to realize: So it is not because she has a mental problem, but because she sees that everything is empty in the world of mortals?

During the whole morning, Chu Qingyu spent almost all the teachers and classmates' attention.

Chu Qingyu, who usually has no sense of presence, personally experienced a chicken soup for the soul that everyone carefully beat around the bush and fed the main ingredient as "the world is so beautiful, we should also be happy".

Even if Chu Qingyu showed a completely optimistic attitude, and his mental state and mental state were very, very good, everyone just nodded and smiled to express their belief, but the eyes were short of turning into laser lights, and directly projected a sentence in the air: Don't have psychological pressure , I believe you can come out, come on!
Chu Qingyu: "."

Thank you so much.

Finally, until the bell for the last class rang.

When the students in the classroom who were still curious about Chu Qingyu were about to step on the engine as usual and rush to the cafeteria to grab the braised pork at a speed that was fast enough to catch up with the donkey in front of the famous Gaolianghe Chariot of the Song family. The afterimage of holding the lunch box flashed across their retinas.

Shocked students and the teacher of the last class: "???"

Ah, so Chu Qingyu really didn't pretend to be strong to lie to them. They are super good both mentally and physically.

"Hey! Braised pork!"

"Ahhh Chu Qingyu help me take a seat!!!"

"Come on!!!"

On this day, thanks to Chu Qingyu, 45 students in Class [-] of Senior Three successfully ate the delicious braised pork that is limited to [-] servings every Wednesday by the master chef in the cafeteria.

As for the complaints of other students in the foreign class who were/inserted/into the team, so as to watch the braised pork ruthlessly drift away from their eyes, just look at the latest topic building on the campus post bar, and it took a little flame of pride just half an hour after it appeared It can be seen.

(End of this chapter)