Prophet of Rebirth

Chapter 61

The ordinary days come day by day, and go away day by day.

After nearly a week of tense preparations, the revenge of the Knives Club has never come, and the atmosphere in the dormitory on the second floor has become more relaxed and happy. A young heart can always make people forget their troubles quickly. Buried their worries in the corner of memory, the tense and orderly study life and the small grievances and hatreds between new and old friends diluted the fear brought about by that night.

The habit of more than six years has allowed Ye Zhiqiu to get up early in the morning. Although he can no longer run along the asphalt road, he can do the same exercise along the 400-meter track of the school's playground, and then sit on the fence He is meditating on an old tree next to him to practice his internal skills. However, what has made him a little depressed recently is that since he jumped to the peak of the second floor suddenly like taking a plane last time, his bottleneck has appeared again. The membrane between the third layer can't be pierced, but Ye Zhiqiu is not in a hurry. In this ordinary life, strength is almost dispensable to him. In his last life, it was mediocre for nearly 16 years. During his two years of student career, there seems to have been no problem that required strength to solve. That is to say, he, an ordinary person, would not have any major troubles at all. He doesn't have much desire for power.And Ye Zhiqiu is exactly the kind of person who is content and always happy. They say that as much ambition as there is, there will be great achievements. However, he is the kind of person who has no ambitions. His biggest wish in the recent stage is to lay the foundation of every subject well. Study hard, and then get admitted to the university of your dreams to make up for your regrets in your previous life.Driven by this modest desire, the need for power seems to be inferior to the need for knowledge, so he poured all his madness and energy into the textbook.

English has always been Ye Zhiqiu's weakness in the last life, so he also pays special attention to English.Exam-oriented education has created thousands of tragedies of dumb English who can write but not speak. With the experience of later generations, it is naturally impossible for him to continue this tragedy.He also had some resentment towards the teacher's cramming-style education, but in today's era when scores determine everything, all creativity is destined to become a tragedy under the tide of this era, and as the tide rises, The flood was deeply buried and washed away.

Teacher Li, the founder of Crazy English, once said that English is spoken, not written.Adhering to the ancient teachings of the posterity, he naturally wanted to go completely crazy once, so he was very cheeky in the morning run to give the teacher and students who woke up in the morning to enjoy the morning exercise to enjoy the physical and mental pleasure of an auditory crazy bombardment , so the nickname of the lunatic began to gradually spread on the campus. Almost everyone who did morning exercises avoided the time when he was yelling crazily, so sometimes there would be such a strange phenomenon, the whole 'fuck' Ye Zhiqiu was the only one yelling crazily on the field, and after his remaining prestige passed, those figures suddenly rushed onto the playground from nowhere in tacit understanding, making the quiet and lifeless Cao Yang instantly full of infinite vitality.

There is a motto pasted on the upper left corner of Ye Zhiqiu's desk: If I can't be as crazy as Teacher Li, I will be the craziest person in the school.

Ye Zhiqiu is indeed crazy, so crazy that many teachers feel comforted and even a little distressed, and at the same time, he is so crazy that many top students feel ashamed. Although his madness is only for the subject of English, this kind of madness is infinitely close to obsession.When talking with classmates, I would pop out a few words of English very suddenly from time to time, which made the students feel a little baffled.But after a long time, everyone has become accustomed to it, and they are not surprised by his actions. Of course, hard work will always be rewarded. He has undoubtedly scored full marks in every English test.This made Chen Xinguo, who teaches English, smile brightly. With such a diligent and studious student, he feels radiant when he goes out.

"Zhiqiu!" When the third self-study class was about to end on Thursday afternoon, Ouyang Qiang suddenly tugged on Ye Zhiqiu's sleeves. Ye Zhiqiu's madness at the beginning really made their buddies a little overwhelmed. In their impression, Ye Zhiqiu has always been a genius who can get full marks without reading books, and now he suddenly becomes more diligent than those top students. How can we not let them have weird ideas, but after Ye Zhiqiu's painstaking explanation, several people finally got used to it .After observing for a period of time, they found that Ye Zhiqiu was still the same Ye Zhiqiu, only with a little more crazy.

"Well, what's the matter? Is there something else I don't understand?" Ye Zhiqiu asked without raising his head while holding a math textbook and preparing for tomorrow's lesson.Ouyang Qiang seems to have changed a bit recently. He is no longer so talkative in class, and suddenly becomes more serious in his studies. He often asks himself for advice when he has questions that he doesn’t understand. This change once surprised Ye Zhiqiu. The conversation moved the students who had grown calloused from the teacher's criticism and education since they were young to produce such a big change.But no matter how he asked, Ouyang Qiang refused to tell the real reason, and in the end he had no choice but to know. After all, it was a good thing that Ouyang Qiang had such a change.

"No, I have another thing to ask you." Ouyang Qiang pulled the math textbook from Ye Zhiqiu's hand and said seriously.

"Say." Hearing the seriousness in Ouyang Qiang's tone, Ye Zhiqiu sat up straight and said solemnly.

"You are my best friend, deskmate and roommate, so only you are qualified for this arduous task." Ouyang Qiang said with a smile, and the serious atmosphere suddenly became impure.

"Fart, let go." Ye Zhiqiu glared at Ouyang Qiang angrily. Seeing Ouyang Qiang's expression, he knew that the matter was not serious.

"I hope you can help me get rid of the 'problem' of swearing." Ouyang Qiang said with a wandering gaze.

"So it's this one! Of course it's okay." Ye Zhiqiu started to laugh when he heard what Ouyang Qiang said. They got rid of the "problem" of speaking foul language, and introduced a very self-harming method for them to correct the "problem" of speaking. The effect is obvious. I didn't expect that it might be used on Ouyang Qiang in advance , "I can help you, but how do you want me to help you?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, you have so many crazy ideas, you can help me think about it." Ouyang Qiang scratched the back of his head and said helplessly.

"I have a method, which can definitely have an immediate effect, but do you dare to use it?" Ye Zhiqiu started his own persuasion, and poor Ouyang Qiang still didn't realize that he had fallen into a trap designed by a certain victim. Li, a little excitedly asked: "Damn, tell me what method is it?"

"It's very simple. From now on, I will supervise you all the time. As long as you say a bad word, I will give you a slap." Ye Zhiqiu didn't want to whet Ouyang Qiang's appetite, so he said it directly, but he was happy in his heart.

"'Fuck', isn't this looking for self-torture?" Ouyang Qiang subconsciously 'touched' his face and said hesitantly.It is said that beating people is not slapping the face. This method is undoubtedly slapping himself in the face, so he couldn't help but hesitate.

"If you don't give yourself a heavy punishment, how can you make your memory deep, and if you don't have a deep memory, how can you get rid of this 'problem'? If it's just some light punishment, then you just give up." Ye Zhiqiu shrugged indifferently. .

"Day, just do as you said. From now on, as long as I say a bad word, you will give me a slap in the face... I don't believe I can't change it. Pa..." Ouyang Qiang felt that Ye Zhiqiu's words were very reasonable, just like the so-called reluctance The child can't catch the wolf, and if he doesn't give himself some heavy medicine, how can he pay attention to it from the bottom of his heart, so he gritted his teeth and agreed, but before he clenched his teeth, Ye Zhiqiu flew over with a slap, crisp The sound caused the students who were lowering their heads to pack their books and go home to turn around.

"'Fuck', you... slap!" Ouyang Qiang was stunned by Ye Zhiqiu's slap, and just about to ask Ye Zhiqiu what happened, another slap directly knocked back what he wanted to say, and he was very angry Wanting to stand up and have a fight with Ye Zhiqiu, Ye Zhiqiu replied with a dark smile that made Ouyang Qiang so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, "The game begins!"

"I..." Ouyang Qiang came to his senses suddenly, the game program had already started, thinking about how the two slaps would never come, he just wanted to curse to vent the depression in his heart, but suddenly remembered what he had just received After two slaps, he quickly covered his mouth with his right hand, and put the next word back into his stomach. Only then did he realize that he was once again in a boat of robbers.