I Create Weirdness in Parallel Worlds

"At the parent exchange meeting, every student has to bring his or her parents. The school is not only a place for children to work hard, but sometimes parents will also do some comparisons, but I am not interested in these things. I am an adult People, and have no interest in suppressing other people's young and ignorant children to show themselves." Jiang Siwu said.

"I always feel...you seem to be a little normal in these aspects...but if you really want to go in, your classmates don't treat you very well." After finishing speaking, the painter regretted it. God knows why he cares about the intrigue among elementary school students.

On the contrary, Jiang Siwu answered very seriously, "Of course I have to go in. As long as this is done, I won't have any troubles and depression in the future."

When you come to the classroom, on special days, the desks have been moved to the two walls by the students, and flow out of the center in the large classroom. Every parent sits on the child's seat, while the students sit on the side.

Among them, some parents came at the same time, some of them only had their father, some only had their mother, and some were accompanied by their grandparents. …

In the classroom, Jiang Siwu sat alone.

A few parents were a little surprised, some showed sympathy and pity, and some showed such expressions as expected.

Sometimes even Jiang Siwu didn't know how the news of his parents' divorce was passed on to these people...

Jiang Siwu's class teacher is a short and fat woman who is approaching middle age and gives a speech this semester on the podium.

The opening remarks were over, and soon everyone was concerned about the child's grades.

The head teacher opened the gift water glass he got on Teacher's Day, moistened his throat and said, "Let's talk about the results of the past few days. The progress of everyone's grades is obvious to all, but the student who has made the most progress is Wu Sijiang. Her grades I have always had problems. In the last exam, I got full marks in Chinese, Mathematics, and English. It can be said that I am a learning model for this semester. Please come here and take your certificate and prizes... .”

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This is not only a parent meeting, but also a summary of achievements. Sometimes it will make the relationship between children and parents go further. As for whether it is good or bad, it depends on the individual.

Even though the head teacher is trying his best to take care of the other students in the current parents' association, it still becomes a stage for Jiang Siwu to perform alone, with full marks in all items, and the thickest notebook as a prize.

The homeroom teacher tried to calm down the commotion, and said: "Wu Sijiang's Chinese and English are full marks, which is largely due to her hard practice in daily life. Not only is the handwriting beautiful, even the English is handwritten like a real one. writer."

The head teacher projected Jiang Siwu's handwritten characters onto the screen of the blackboard, and what was displayed was artistic characters that any parent would be jealous of.

After graduating, Jiang Siwu went abroad non-stop. After many years of hard work, she not only did not forget the Chinese writing practice, but also took English as a second language.

Adult Jiang Siwu took the primary school exam, no doubt it was a dimensionality reduction blow.

At the end of the summary, the parents looked at such an excellent Jiang Siwu and thought about it.

Some people have already gone to look for the class teacher and asked how Jiang Siwu has improved, while some people reprimanded the children for being lazy in their studies.

The boy who was reprimanded by his mother walked up to Jiang Siwu, "Why don't you have any parents to accompany you? Is it because your parents don't want you anymore?"

"Shut up." Jiang Siwu scolded, she didn't bother to flirt with these children, but that was just disdain in ordinary days, today is a special time.

Jiang Siwu's sudden reprimand was not enough, the invisible painter also gave the boy some painful stimulation, making him really cry.

The boy's cries attracted the surrounding parents, and the students around Jiang Siwu gave up an open space.

"Whose child is this? Why isn't there an adult watching over it?" A tall and thin woman walked up to the boy and knelt down, staring at Jiang Siwu. Her face was heavily made up and looked mean.

"Are you talking about your mother? You bitch, if you had a mother, you wouldn't grow into the virtue you are now, and you can't even discipline the bitch you gave birth to. What kind of scumbag are you? You come here to annoy me over and over again, you think I don’t know what nonsense you pheasant is talking about at home every day, gossiping gossip, I’m going to pull out your tongue to mop the floor.”

Almost none of the people present would have thought that this series of ridicules would actually come out of the mouth of the girl with good character and learning and good morality that the head teacher said just now.

Jiang Siwu didn't care about anything, he just stretched out his hand and pointed at the woman's head, "A good education is the best gift a parent can give to a child, but obviously you don't have this virtue, and neither do your bastards. Child, not only do you lack the cultivation of an adult, you also lack the most basic virtues as a human being."

The woman got up and was about to grab Jiang Siwu, but the painter stretched out his foot and tripped her, causing the woman to fall to the ground in embarrassment and unable to move.

"It's really a terrifying speed, but it's self-inflicted. If you get caught..." Jiang Siwu seemed to remember something, and stomped on the woman's head several times.

Jiang Siwu's ruthlessness that didn't match her age made the surrounding parents dare not approach her for a while. She ignored everything around her and walked up to the head teacher, "I know who told her, so don't bother me if there is nothing wrong with you." , after all, everyone saw that she fell down by herself."

"Wait..." The painter followed Jiang Siwu out of the classroom, he looked at the row of umbrellas placed on the edge of the door, "Don't you take your umbrella?"

"It's not necessary, I want to see the world again." Jiang Siwu said.

"By the way, just now your head teacher called you Wu Sijiang? Isn't Jiang Siwu your real name?" the painter asked.

This time Jiang Siwu didn't answer, but led the painter around, and soon came to a storage room made of iron sheets.

"What is this place?"

"This is the school's sports equipment room. It's just that elementary schools basically don't have physical education classes, and basically no one comes here. No one cleans, no one uses, and there are no props. It's just for show." Jiang Siwu pushed the student away. The rusty blue iron door was covered with dust.

Jiang Siwu walked in, closed the door, and sat quietly on the ground with the notebook that the teacher gave him just now.

"In a few minutes, there will be heavy rain." Jiang Siwu said without raising his head.

"How did you know?"

"This is my past."

After a while, the raindrops hit the iron sheet, making a dull sound, as if urging Jiang Siwu to leave.

Chapter 418 Chapter 380 Chapter [-] Sweet Honey

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the urging voice was always echoing in Jiang Siwu's ears, affecting her.

This is just a tin hut that has been in disrepair for a long time. The blue tin is like the iron that surrounds the construction site to isolate pedestrians. It looks like a very cheap shelter from the wind and rain.

No one will enter this storage room, so of course no one will notice Jiang Siwu, the more violent rain that can really affect her.

The painter said: "If you don't leave, maybe this place will be blown down by the wind. If you die because of such a thing, it would be too ridiculous."

"Do you know? In fact, I have been thinking about a question since a long time ago." Jiang Siwu said while pushing open the door of the tin hut.

The torrential rain was violent and violent, and the big raindrops fell on her head, which could even make her feel a little pain. This is the real storm, and it is not unfamiliar to people in this summer.

For Jiang Siwu, who is now a primary school student, walking in the rainstorm is also a physical burden.

Fortunately, she is in the school and can hide under the building. At first Jiang Siwu only walked under the rain, and then walked under the eaves.

Soon, I returned to the classroom just now. During the time spent in a parent meeting, it was actually almost the end of school.

Jiang Siwu stood at the door, looking at the empty classrooms. Every child brought by their parents had already returned home before the rain became intense.

"Have you ever had such an experience?" Jiang Siwu asked suddenly, "When it rains suddenly and you forget to bring your umbrella, maybe your elders or someone close to you will talk to you, Why didn't you read the weather forecast when you went out today, and then opened an umbrella for you to protect you from the wind and rain, but I don't have such an experience."

Jiang Siwu came and looked at the umbrella that had disappeared in the aisle, "Today I brought a black umbrella."

Jiang Siwu searched carefully, but in fact he didn't need to search carefully, just looked at it with his eyes, as long as a person with normal eyesight looked at the empty aisle without an umbrella, he could already conclude that, The black umbrella that Jiang Siwu was carrying today had long since disappeared.

"In the past, I always thought that it was because the umbrellas I brought were made of grids and the colors of the public, just like everyone else, so some people didn't really realize it, so this time I was the only one who brought pure umbrellas. The black one is the pure black that many parents are unwilling to touch in this day and age, but my umbrella still disappears, why is this? Don’t take things that are not your own, isn’t it a very simple truth?”

"The truth is always simple, but some people never realize it. In fact, from my elementary school to university to going abroad, every time it rains, even if I have expected to bring an umbrella in advance, but every time it rains Arriving, if I don’t watch carefully, if the umbrella I carry is placed outside the classroom, in the aisle, whenever my premonition strikes, my umbrella will disappear, why is it like this?”

"I have never understood it, but I have always been the best at learning. I will always try my best to sum up experience, how to make myself stronger, and learn to bring umbrellas by my side. Even if someone complains, I will carry an umbrella. It doesn't matter if the ground is wet." Jiang Siwu said.

"Why didn't you bring it with you just now? I have already reminded you, even if you were afraid of being caught up, in fact, the few feet you stepped on just now didn't use much effort, at most it was just a child's Vent, although those people are a little confused and confused, they can still understand your motives, just like what you said just now, it is not worth learning from an adult to be mean to a child." Said the painter.

"I just hate some things that ordinary people don't hate. I hate this world, but I have to live in this world. Even in a painted world that doesn't affect my real life, I can't do it. I was really surprised that I stomped on that woman's head as much as I wanted, and I was more pitiful than anyone else." Jiang Siwu said, and suddenly squatted on the ground and sobbed hard.

Her cries were drowned in the rainstorm, only recorded by the artist standing beside her and the memory library in her mind.

"Well, I don't know what you've been through, but if you're really self-willed, you won't be able to get a good evaluation from the museum, and you won't be able to get the qualification to realize your wish."

"I have something to desire." Jiang Siwu got up and quickly adjusted his mentality.

As she cries, the rain intensifies and will soon flood the playground on campus.

"You can make me invisible, right?" Jiang Siwu asked.

"Yes."

The artist saw that Jiang Siwu took away the report card that the teacher put on the podium, "The night when it rained heavily has always been a night that I will never forget."

Jiang Siwu walked in the water, and her body became transparent. No matter how the water flows, her clothes will never be stained with any moisture, and she doesn't have to worry about getting the report card in her hand wet. Transcripts and certificates, as for the notebook she got as a prize just now, she can't use it, and it will stay forever in the unattended equipment room that once sheltered her.

Walking halfway, the painter suddenly had a question, "Why don't you go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables today, I remember you like to use fresh ingredients."

"I don't need it anymore. I have verified everything that should be verified. This world is the same as my past. I really went back to the past. The world I saw was my previous experience, and even if it was the past, I didn't see it. To the corner, I didn’t see the scene, the world is 100% restored, as you said, it’s like directly intercepting my past as a scene, and using it as a stage for me to perform, the collection hall is really generous, let People are willing, even if they know they will fail, they still want to try."

"If you want to smooth out the imperfect waves in the first half of your life, you can go back to the past to make up for your incompleteness. After going through such a time, the wishes in people's hearts will definitely be constantly affirmed." Jiang Siwu said with emotion.

"Wang Li's memory once told me that you have also experienced something similar to Xiang Siyi, so for you, what is the fragment about your past?" Jiang Siwu asked.

"I can't say this, after all, this is not within the scope of my assistance, please give me a little privacy, after all, everyone in this world must keep a distance, just like you said, if a person does not There is a way to understand other people’s thoughts, people’s thoughts are not in common, and they can easily create a sense of alienation.” The painter said, “I didn’t understand it before, but my idea of ​​​​preserving privacy will make me stand in front of your eyes. Li is similar to an animal, the only difference is that it can talk to you."

Jiang Siwu was noncommittal, "Are you implying me that I compare other humans to animals to keep a distance from others? But in fact, I just don't want any cat or dog to stand up and say to understand me and know my sadness , I hate being 'understood', I hate the imposed will."

"Only Wang Li, who has a similar but not very similar experience to me, is the one who can truly understand me. He knows my pain, the sadness in my heart, and the resentment that cannot be erased from life to life, so he Never try to educate me, never try to accuse me, he is an inestimable person, in this world, it is difficult for people to understand each other, but he can always easily see through the hearts of others, He is a prisoner in a difficult situation, but every time he gives me the feeling of an outsider, it is difficult for me to get along well with him."

"I have a deep understanding of what you said. That guy is so self-confident that he only entered the collection hall for a few days and wanted to break through. He said that he has already figured out the rules of the entire collection hall. Is there really such a thing? What about it?" asked the painter.

"Yes, I have no way to deceive you about this matter. That bitch Wang Li can even resurrect Jiang Liuhui, there is nothing he can't do, but the person who has received good reviews and helped him leave the library will definitely not It's me." Jiang Siwu said.

"What do you mean by that? He has poured hope and expectation into you."

"But I never thought of responding. It is good that he gave me such a chance to go back to the past, but...you said it yourself. This past will not affect anything, it will only affect my mood. After I return to reality, I still have to accept the fact that Jiang Liuhui was resurrected by him. How can I not harbor resentment? After waiting for her death, how happy I was at that time. Looking back now, my heart is full of How sweet it will be." Jiang Siwu recalled.

"Real things come back to reality. I have come to a conclusion from the vegetable market. The scenes I have never experienced before can be reproduced in this world intact and reproduced according to normal logic. After today's umbrella was taken Let's go, I know that even if I change some trivial variables, in this world, the character of people is reproduced in reality. What kind of character was the person in the past, what is the character of the people in this world, regardless of my No matter what the umbrella looks like, as long as I don’t carry it with me, it will be taken away.”

"Go back." Jiang Siwu said, she turned into a ghost and walked on the street filled with water, she walked like a fish in water, she did not reject the turbulent water, as if she was used to it.

"Can you swim?" the painter asked, Jiang Siwu walked in the water so generously and naturally, if she said she couldn't swim, it was impossible.

"It's nothing. If you were almost drowned like me, you will naturally stimulate the potential of your body when your life is critical. Even if you use a dog to dig it, you must try your best to survive. Otherwise, I will How can I get this opportunity?" Jiang Siwu walked all the way.

"We need to hurry up, the rainstorm will be more violent at night, and the drainage system in the whole area will be paralyzed..." Jiang Siwu said all the way, and went to the pedestrian street to buy a few sets of children's clothes along the way. When it was getting dark, I returned to the rental building with flickering lights.

"Be quick... What are you going to do before the drainage system collapses?" the painter asked.

Jiang Siwu just went back to the rental building, and every time she went up to a floor, she would turn off the aisle lights along the way.

The painter silently followed behind Jiang Siwu. As the passing lights were turned off one by one, the windows at the entrance of the corridor were no longer able to show the light of this house to the outside world, and everything returned to darkness. Only the street lights not far away were still on.

In the living room, Jiang Liuhui was still watching the show, but it was just a few people playing sports with a ball. Jiang Siwu knew that neither she nor Jiang Liuhui had the slightest interest in these things.

So Jiang Siwu picked up the remote control to turn off the TV, and a white line ran across the TV screen, making the whole living room brighter.

The slender Jiang Siwu, wearing a beautiful European-style skirt like a little princess, stood in front of Jiang Liuhui.

"Do you know? In fact, in elementary school, girls always develop faster than boys, so I am beautiful, I am more beautiful than anyone else, I didn't realize this before, I was just trapped in words every day In the violence, no one helped me, but looking back at my primary school life, I know that I am the embodiment of beauty, the caring little padded jacket that thousands of parents in the world expect to come." Jiang Siwu smiled and showed off with the painter.

Jiang Siwu was wearing a brand new dress, like an elf haunting the world, with good hope in her eyes, she took out the test paper that she had been cherishing since the way back and said to Jiang Liuhui: "Mom, look Me, I got full marks in Chinese, Mathematics and English in this exam. The head teacher has been praising me and giving me a certificate. At school, I do as well at home, every day I do housework, clean up, prepare three meals a day......"

Jiang Siwu said with emotion that all the things she has done these days should not have been contracted by a primary school student, but she still did it to perfection.

The painter squatted aside, looking at this spotless house cleaned by Jiang Siwu, all the facilities were brand new, there was no spider silk on the ceiling, no stains in the corners......

The artist didn’t know why Jiang Siwu did these things before, but according to her mother’s problems, she became depressed because of her divorce from her husband, so Jiang Siwu wanted to show as much as possible that she can live a better life without her father, Seems like good solutions too.

What kind of evaluation will the museum give Jiang Siwu?

The past that traps Jiang Siwu is not an intractable past, the painter always thinks so.