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Chapter 17 [Onmyoji] Everyone will die
Chapter 17 [Onmyoji] Everyone will die
Lao Mo just finished speaking.
In the entire classroom of Class 3, Grade [-], a large group of [Melon-Eating Monsters] and [Entertainment People] once again appeared.
As expected, it is an old tradition in high school classrooms, the fluent [Hypnotist] and the hard-nosed [Entertainer]...
No matter which subject the class is, as long as it has nothing to do with the serious class, having fun will always be the primary productive force.
Fortunately, Lin Jiqiu was prepared. After his name was called, he stood up without much hesitation.
"The time is September, and the order is in the third autumn. The water is exhausted, but the cold pool is clear, the smoke is condensed, and the mountains are purple..."
"The mountains are towering and emerald, and the sky rises above; the flying pavilion flows pills, and there is no land below..."
"The clouds are gone and the rain is falling, and the area is bright and colorful. The sunset and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky..."
"The late singing of fishing boats makes the sound on the poor Pengli shore; the sound of wild geese is frightened by the cold, and the sound breaks off the Hengyang Pond..."
The sound of chanting flowed like flowing water from the corner of the classroom.
Everyone turned their heads unconsciously and looked at the source of the sound.
Lin Jiqiu was seen standing quietly by the window, reciting poems in a gentle voice.
The early morning sunlight spreads into the classroom along the window frame, leaving mottled light and shadow on the skinny boy's body.
Time seemed to freeze in his clear voice.
"Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" is a majestic and majestic poem. In his mechanical and calm recitation voice, it is like a ball of cotton scratching the ears, making people feel drowsy.
There was no way, Lin Jiqiu didn't want to be like this, but the ability of [Shorthand] was so simple and crude, it could only turn him into a cold endorsement machine.
Full of emotion?
Beautiful rhythm?
Sorry, it’s just tan90°...
But what Lin Jiqiu had to admit was that this [Shorthand] specialization was so awesome that it exploded in a spiral.
Just when Lao Mo activated [Chilling Technique] and started to hit people on the back like crazy.
Lin Jiqiu activated [Shorthand] without realizing it, and quickly scanned all the texts that he thought he might be called on.
In addition to the "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" with its abnormal vocabulary and gaudy rhetoric, there are also the astringent and long "Chu Shi Biao" and the coquettish "Shui Diao Ge Tou".
Lin Jieqiu just browsed it with a casual attitude, and then he was surprised to find that he actually memorized them all.
It was as if someone had forced his cerebral cortex to spread out on the table, and then copied the entire poem on it with a water-based pen.
All I can say is that this feeling is wonderful.
It didn't take long for Lin Jiqiu to memorize the entire "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" with ease. The whole process was as smooth as wiping down half a bottle of cork.
[Leziren] were all dumbfounded. You looked at me, I looked at you, and you didn’t know what kind of comment to make.
……
【Ding! 】
[You activated the skill: I didn’t expect it! 】
[䱱 caused a lot of mental damage to the lv2 Onmyoji! 】
[You have gained experience value exp+5]
【Ding! 】
[You have caused a lot of mental damage to the lv1 Lezi people! 】
【You got...】
[You have caused a lot of mental damage to the lv1 Lezi people! 】
【You got...】
Within his field of vision, Lin Jieqiu saw a golden light falling from the sky and landing on the [Onmyoji] sitting in the other corner of the classroom, instantly wiping out half of his blood.
[Onmyoji] shrank his neck, looking like he wanted to stick his head in a drawer in embarrassment.
"good."
Mo Chuanli's round face revealed a smile:
"Recited it very well, every word is correct."
"Lin Jiqiu has made great progress recently. She must keep up her efforts."
"The same goes for other students. They need to work harder."
"Especially Pan Xiangwen, if I name and criticize him, he is already in his senior year of high school and he can even recite the first sentence of "Xiaoyaoyou" incorrectly."
There was another burst of laughter from below.
"I just received a notice that there will be a mobilization meeting for the college entrance examination today."
"We will study by ourselves for the rest of the time. At [-]:[-], the monitor will organize the students to gather at Mingshu Square with small stools." Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was sitting next to Cheng Jiahui, replied, "Okay."
After explaining the task, Lao Mo left first.
When the time came, Jiang Xiaoxiao stood up and said loudly: "Everyone will gather at Mingshu Square and line up immediately. The student on duty today will be responsible for taking down the stools together!"
Pang Chao straightened up and looked at the blackboard:
"Let me know who is on duty - oh, it's me!"
As he said that, Pang Chao slapped Lin Jiqiu: "Let's go, little wretch, I'm already on duty, you still want to escape?"
The on-duty students in Class 3, Grade [-], rotate in the order of their seats, with two students every day.
As a young man who was passionately bound to Pang Chao, it was naturally impossible for Lin Jiqiu to escape.
Pang Chao and Lin Jiqiu carried half of the small stools and followed Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was carrying the flag, towards the square.
Cheng Jiahui usually plays with Jiang Xiaoxiao, and the four of them just form a small team.
"Ok?"
"Why is it you again, Lin Jiqiu?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao said a little funny when she saw Lin Jiqiu walking towards him with a pile of stools in his arms.
"Your use of the word 'and' is a bit clever."
"That's not it? I've seen you sit in my seat several times when I'm not around~"
Jiang Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes and laughed a little darkly: "You want to be close to our little painting set, right? I heard your abacus at home."
While talking, Jiang Xiaoxiao took Cheng Jiahui's hand and pulled her towards him.
It was as if she was afraid that she would melt if she got any closer to Lin Jiqiu.
"It's nothing, Xiaoxiao."
Cheng Jiahui smiled sheepishly: "Lin Jiqiu wants to ask me some questions about her studies."
"Tch, this little trick is so outdated!"
"You stinky men, stop trying to take advantage of my little Hui."
"Xiaohui is mine, you all should get out of the way."
Jiang Xiaoxiao held Cheng Jiahui's arm and glared at Lin Jiqiu and Pang Chao with feigned ferocity.
Although the tone is just joking, it can still make people feel that there is great potential...
This is generally the case with girls' friendship, but if the same behavior is applied to a boy, it is just a sign of anger. Do you think you are angry?
And to be honest, sometimes the body language between boys is richer than that of girls. For example, when they randomly picked a cute ghost Aruba in physical education class...
"That, monitor..."
"Give me the flag."
Pang Chao, who had been silent until now, finally interjected: "It looks quite heavy. Let me help you carry it."
"Really or not? You are quite a nice person!"
Jiang Xiaoxiao laughed happily, and then inserted the stick of the class flag into the round hole in the middle of the pile of small stools held by Pang Chao.
"Ouch!"
Jiang Xiaoxiao's strength was stronger than Pang Chao expected, and this movement almost overturned the small stool in his arms on the spot.
Cheng Jiahui turned around and said to Lin Jiqiu:
"Isn't your stool quite heavy?"
"I'll help you get some."
With that said, Cheng Jiahui took out half of Lin Jiqiu's stool and hugged it to her chest.
Looking at Jiang Xiaoxiao who was very nervous and chasing Pang Chao behind him.
Looking at Cheng Jiahui's side face as she hugged the small stool seriously, Lin Jiqiu suddenly felt as if she had won something.
"thank you."
Lin Jiqiu said: "It looks like I'm going to treat you to dinner again."
Cheng Jiahui shook his head and said with a smile: "No need, it's all trivial."
"That's alright. You've helped me many times. I have to thank you."
Lin Jiqiu smiled cheerfully and said:
"Then, as a reward, you can accompany me on duty tonight."
(End of this chapter)
Lao Mo just finished speaking.
In the entire classroom of Class 3, Grade [-], a large group of [Melon-Eating Monsters] and [Entertainment People] once again appeared.
As expected, it is an old tradition in high school classrooms, the fluent [Hypnotist] and the hard-nosed [Entertainer]...
No matter which subject the class is, as long as it has nothing to do with the serious class, having fun will always be the primary productive force.
Fortunately, Lin Jiqiu was prepared. After his name was called, he stood up without much hesitation.
"The time is September, and the order is in the third autumn. The water is exhausted, but the cold pool is clear, the smoke is condensed, and the mountains are purple..."
"The mountains are towering and emerald, and the sky rises above; the flying pavilion flows pills, and there is no land below..."
"The clouds are gone and the rain is falling, and the area is bright and colorful. The sunset and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky..."
"The late singing of fishing boats makes the sound on the poor Pengli shore; the sound of wild geese is frightened by the cold, and the sound breaks off the Hengyang Pond..."
The sound of chanting flowed like flowing water from the corner of the classroom.
Everyone turned their heads unconsciously and looked at the source of the sound.
Lin Jiqiu was seen standing quietly by the window, reciting poems in a gentle voice.
The early morning sunlight spreads into the classroom along the window frame, leaving mottled light and shadow on the skinny boy's body.
Time seemed to freeze in his clear voice.
"Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" is a majestic and majestic poem. In his mechanical and calm recitation voice, it is like a ball of cotton scratching the ears, making people feel drowsy.
There was no way, Lin Jiqiu didn't want to be like this, but the ability of [Shorthand] was so simple and crude, it could only turn him into a cold endorsement machine.
Full of emotion?
Beautiful rhythm?
Sorry, it’s just tan90°...
But what Lin Jiqiu had to admit was that this [Shorthand] specialization was so awesome that it exploded in a spiral.
Just when Lao Mo activated [Chilling Technique] and started to hit people on the back like crazy.
Lin Jiqiu activated [Shorthand] without realizing it, and quickly scanned all the texts that he thought he might be called on.
In addition to the "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" with its abnormal vocabulary and gaudy rhetoric, there are also the astringent and long "Chu Shi Biao" and the coquettish "Shui Diao Ge Tou".
Lin Jieqiu just browsed it with a casual attitude, and then he was surprised to find that he actually memorized them all.
It was as if someone had forced his cerebral cortex to spread out on the table, and then copied the entire poem on it with a water-based pen.
All I can say is that this feeling is wonderful.
It didn't take long for Lin Jiqiu to memorize the entire "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" with ease. The whole process was as smooth as wiping down half a bottle of cork.
[Leziren] were all dumbfounded. You looked at me, I looked at you, and you didn’t know what kind of comment to make.
……
【Ding! 】
[You activated the skill: I didn’t expect it! 】
[䱱 caused a lot of mental damage to the lv2 Onmyoji! 】
[You have gained experience value exp+5]
【Ding! 】
[You have caused a lot of mental damage to the lv1 Lezi people! 】
【You got...】
[You have caused a lot of mental damage to the lv1 Lezi people! 】
【You got...】
Within his field of vision, Lin Jieqiu saw a golden light falling from the sky and landing on the [Onmyoji] sitting in the other corner of the classroom, instantly wiping out half of his blood.
[Onmyoji] shrank his neck, looking like he wanted to stick his head in a drawer in embarrassment.
"good."
Mo Chuanli's round face revealed a smile:
"Recited it very well, every word is correct."
"Lin Jiqiu has made great progress recently. She must keep up her efforts."
"The same goes for other students. They need to work harder."
"Especially Pan Xiangwen, if I name and criticize him, he is already in his senior year of high school and he can even recite the first sentence of "Xiaoyaoyou" incorrectly."
There was another burst of laughter from below.
"I just received a notice that there will be a mobilization meeting for the college entrance examination today."
"We will study by ourselves for the rest of the time. At [-]:[-], the monitor will organize the students to gather at Mingshu Square with small stools." Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was sitting next to Cheng Jiahui, replied, "Okay."
After explaining the task, Lao Mo left first.
When the time came, Jiang Xiaoxiao stood up and said loudly: "Everyone will gather at Mingshu Square and line up immediately. The student on duty today will be responsible for taking down the stools together!"
Pang Chao straightened up and looked at the blackboard:
"Let me know who is on duty - oh, it's me!"
As he said that, Pang Chao slapped Lin Jiqiu: "Let's go, little wretch, I'm already on duty, you still want to escape?"
The on-duty students in Class 3, Grade [-], rotate in the order of their seats, with two students every day.
As a young man who was passionately bound to Pang Chao, it was naturally impossible for Lin Jiqiu to escape.
Pang Chao and Lin Jiqiu carried half of the small stools and followed Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was carrying the flag, towards the square.
Cheng Jiahui usually plays with Jiang Xiaoxiao, and the four of them just form a small team.
"Ok?"
"Why is it you again, Lin Jiqiu?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao said a little funny when she saw Lin Jiqiu walking towards him with a pile of stools in his arms.
"Your use of the word 'and' is a bit clever."
"That's not it? I've seen you sit in my seat several times when I'm not around~"
Jiang Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes and laughed a little darkly: "You want to be close to our little painting set, right? I heard your abacus at home."
While talking, Jiang Xiaoxiao took Cheng Jiahui's hand and pulled her towards him.
It was as if she was afraid that she would melt if she got any closer to Lin Jiqiu.
"It's nothing, Xiaoxiao."
Cheng Jiahui smiled sheepishly: "Lin Jiqiu wants to ask me some questions about her studies."
"Tch, this little trick is so outdated!"
"You stinky men, stop trying to take advantage of my little Hui."
"Xiaohui is mine, you all should get out of the way."
Jiang Xiaoxiao held Cheng Jiahui's arm and glared at Lin Jiqiu and Pang Chao with feigned ferocity.
Although the tone is just joking, it can still make people feel that there is great potential...
This is generally the case with girls' friendship, but if the same behavior is applied to a boy, it is just a sign of anger. Do you think you are angry?
And to be honest, sometimes the body language between boys is richer than that of girls. For example, when they randomly picked a cute ghost Aruba in physical education class...
"That, monitor..."
"Give me the flag."
Pang Chao, who had been silent until now, finally interjected: "It looks quite heavy. Let me help you carry it."
"Really or not? You are quite a nice person!"
Jiang Xiaoxiao laughed happily, and then inserted the stick of the class flag into the round hole in the middle of the pile of small stools held by Pang Chao.
"Ouch!"
Jiang Xiaoxiao's strength was stronger than Pang Chao expected, and this movement almost overturned the small stool in his arms on the spot.
Cheng Jiahui turned around and said to Lin Jiqiu:
"Isn't your stool quite heavy?"
"I'll help you get some."
With that said, Cheng Jiahui took out half of Lin Jiqiu's stool and hugged it to her chest.
Looking at Jiang Xiaoxiao who was very nervous and chasing Pang Chao behind him.
Looking at Cheng Jiahui's side face as she hugged the small stool seriously, Lin Jiqiu suddenly felt as if she had won something.
"thank you."
Lin Jiqiu said: "It looks like I'm going to treat you to dinner again."
Cheng Jiahui shook his head and said with a smile: "No need, it's all trivial."
"That's alright. You've helped me many times. I have to thank you."
Lin Jiqiu smiled cheerfully and said:
"Then, as a reward, you can accompany me on duty tonight."
(End of this chapter)
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