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15. New Year's Day Performance

In the classroom of Class [-] in the early morning, a few motivated students were doing morning reading, and their voices sounded sparse.

More people are copying homework or chatting about interesting things in life.

In short, learning seems to be very far away from most of the students in this class.

After eating too much for breakfast, Wan Qing lay down on the table and burped, the smell of the dumplings stuffed with leeks and pork hadn't dissipated yet.

"Wan Qing, is there any way to quickly learn English? Three days or something?"

"I'm not Doraemon, I didn't translate rice cakes, and it took three days to finish it quickly, so why don't you just jump off the stairs, maybe you'll be born in the United States in your next life and you can finish it quickly." Wan Qing glanced at her, "Or just The next time there is a thunderstorm, stand outside with a steel needle and see if it can help you learn English quickly after the lightning strikes you."

"Cough... why, I'm just joking..." Ye Chen coughed dryly, stroked the ponytail at the back of his head, rested his cheek gently with the other hand, and looked at the English textbook in front of him , "Then how did you learn it at that time, do you have any skills?"

"Skills? No skills... It's just pure interest, so I will work hard. In fact, it took a lot of time-at least two or three years of self-study before I learned to understand most of the English subtitles. Later It is through gradual accumulation and improvement that we have reached today's level."

"Are you really that interested?"

"Oh, let me tell you, if one day all your pornographic magazines are in English, although you can still read the pictures, but you can't understand what the story is telling, won't the fun be lost by half in an instant? Although it is okay at the beginning Just looking at the pictures can solve the problem, but later on, the pictures can’t satisfy me at all, and I have to read them together with the text——When I was self-study, translation software was not so popular. I did my best."

"Don't use your best efforts in such a strange place!" Ye Chen puffed his cheeks, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked abruptly, "Look... what are you looking at?"

"Come on, now you are too young to be interested."

"Tell me about it, I, I just have a lot of knowledge."

"Too lazy to say."

"Tch, I know if you don't tell me, you think I really don't understand, it's just some kind of chaos... lah, rope art, a group of people, what else can there be?"

"Naive." Wan Qing squinted at her, feeling that her powerful XP system was being underestimated, so she read like a dish title: "Placement, no limbs, mental brainwashing, female...,... Management, castration..."

"Wait a minute, what's that in the back?"

"For example, cutting off a person's limbs and drugging their brainwashing, and this person is still a boy, but wearing women's clothes, and then cutting off..."

"Stop, stop..." Ye Chen suddenly felt a phantom pain, "It's too scary, what are you looking at, are you really interested?"

"Life is too depressing, so you have to seek some stimulation. The more severe the society suppresses, the more you seek excessive stimulation." Wan Qing smiled, "Actually, if you watch too much, you will feel boring. At that time, even There is no place to vent negative emotions.”

"Do you want to say again that it's the world's fault?"

"No, it's my fault. I'm not despicable enough, cunning enough, insidious enough, shameless enough, or depraved enough." Wan Qing looked at Ye Chen seriously, "I can neither indulge nor enter the level of free life, that's why into that painful struggle."

"What's so good about being that kind of person." Ye Chen looked at his own face reflected in Wan Qing's green eyes, "Even if I die, I won't be that kind of person anymore. Living like that, there's nothing wrong with me. significance."

"To be alive is not the same as to be alive—don't just deny the meaning of life."

Ye Chen always felt that it was too strange for Wan Qing to say this.

Obviously she committed suicide because she thought life was meaningless.

Now I say don't deny it.

The self from the future is different from her in many ways.

She is also a contradictory and complicated person, completely different from Ye Chen.

So Ye Chen slowly stretched out his hand, and gently touched Wan Qing's head.

The latter looked at her stupidly at first, then reacted suddenly, and slapped her palm off: "What are you doing, do you understand respecting the old and loving the young?"

"Yeah, I'm loving children now."

"what?"

"Look, I'm so much taller than you. When others see it, it's obvious that I'm the elder."

"Okay, where did you learn it from, isn't your ability to talk back not low now?"

"That's what I learned from you. This is called blue out of blue and better than blue."

Wan Qing glanced at her pretty face, and lay down lazily: "Forget it, for the sake of your good looks, I won't be angry with you."

"..."

"Squad leader." Shen Huijuan's voice came from not far away, passing through the sparse morning reading.

"What's wrong?" Wan Qing raised her head reluctantly, "Old Guang is looking for me again?"

"Well, he asked you to go to the office."

"Understood." She nodded lazily, pushed Ye Chen away and walked out.

As a monitor, it is common to be called to the office by the head teacher.

It's not about her arranging this, or running errands for that.

Anyway, she didn't feel the rights of the squad leader, she just felt that she was just a sounding board and an errand tool.

Before the sun had fully risen, she knocked lightly on the door of the office.

"Please come in."

When I entered the office, I was already familiar with the road, and sometimes I would help to correct homework or count student grades here.

Although the teachers here don't teach Class Five, they already know her.

"That green-eyed girl from Class [-] is here." A teacher chuckled jokingly, which was a way of saying hello.

"Green-eyed Dongfeng beauty." This smiling man is the head teacher of Class [-]. He looks very generous. Wan Qing took his class when she was a freshman in high school. He taught chemistry. She fell asleep.

But he is very humorous and funny when chatting in private, not like the kind of person who is boring in class.

It can only be said that imparting knowledge and solving people's doubts is really a technical job.

"Wan Qing, here we come."

"Well, what's the matter, Teacher Guang?"

Guang Qiutang paused for a few seconds, put down the homework he was correcting, and then raised his head and asked, "Is the copying of homework serious in the class recently?"

"It's okay." Wan Qing replied ambiguously.

"Is there anyone who comes to copy homework every day?"

"There should be no one who comes every day."

"Who often comes to copy?"

"It seems to be all right, there are always times when I forget to do it and copy it."

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Guang Qiutang's mouth, obviously he had already seen through the clichés Wan Qing said.

But Wan Qing didn't look embarrassed at all, she had rich experience in dealing with superiors.

To put it simply, it is Tai Chi.

"Hehe, Wan Qing, you've done a good job at work, and you've been serious about your studies, but you're a little less youthful."

Wan Qing doesn't think that the vigor of young people is to be a dog to the leader.

So she just smiled slightly and didn't answer.

And if I really want to say, Jiang Xing and Yang Zeng, who copied the most homework, were former buddies...

Of course, she felt that the teacher must know that there was no need to ask her, so asking such a question at this time was a bit offensive.

Guangqiutang...

Maybe a hypocrite.

she thought to herself.

He has already turned the topic elsewhere: "The school hopes to make everyone more lively on this year's New Year's Day. There will be a New Year's Day cultural performance on the 31st. It's just that this matter is only a few days away. Let's see if we can arrange it." Come out with two shows?"

"During these few days, each class will arrange two programs?"

"Yes, after all, there are only two grades now. If there are few programs, it will be over in one go. Each program can be controlled between 10 minutes and 10 minutes. It should not be too long or too short."

"Okay, can I choose the candidate?"

"Yes, you can also choose the candidates, and you can also come to the program, but first make a plan, and then show it to me. If there is no problem, you can continue to implement it."

"Okay." Wan Qing waited for a few seconds, and seeing that Guang Qiutang had nothing else to say, she said, "If it's okay, then I'll leave first."

"it is good."

Guang Qiutang looked back at the office door that was closed with a 'click', and couldn't help laughing with the other teachers.

"Let's just talk about it, your squad leader is a ghost."

"You're so smooth at such a young age, alas." Guang Qiutang shook his head helplessly and smiled.

"At least you can eat well in society."

"Haha, our monitor is different, so silly." The head teacher of the second class said with a smile.

All of a sudden, the teachers in the office started chatting about the students in their classes. What they talked about most often were not those good students who worked hard, but those "poor students" who often mischievous.

After all, good students don't have many interesting things to talk about.

But poor students can always come up with some fresh tricks.

"Click." The door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and the cheerful chatter of the teachers stopped abruptly, because it was the young-looking female principal who walked in.

Just like when the head teachers checked the students, now they also seem to be checked by the head teacher.

However, soon, the atmosphere became relaxed again.

"Why is the principal here?"

"Lili, where did you buy that dress, it looks really pretty on you."

"Lili, it's just a few days of preparation, and the third year of high school has to be busy studying. Are you sure you want to hold this New Year's Day cultural performance?"

The young female principal smiled and nodded lightly: "Well, you can do whatever you want, and it doesn't matter if you fail the performance. Tell the students not to focus on the performance, but to focus on their studies."

"Then... what is it doing?"

"Yeah, kind of a waste of time."

"It's not good to learn like this, and it's not good to play without playing."

"This New Year's Day cultural performance, let them play freely and be casual. It is also to leave a good memory for them...it will be the last time."

"Really, we have to stop next year?"

"Correct."

"Ugh."

The sighs of the teachers became one, and it seemed to be colder than the winter air.

……

16. It's a coincidence

The sky is as clear as blue, and there is no cloud in the sky - Wan Qing, who is looking at the sky, uses this idiom at the elementary school level to describe the scene in front of him.

But the sun is really good, and the weather has warmed up a bit, even giving people the illusion that spring is coming again.

Warm... very warm.

So Wan Qing felt a particularly malicious warmth.

Yes, among all the warmth, only this one is the most annoying.

At this moment, Ye Chen looked at Wan Qing in a panic.

"Wan Qing...!?"

"what?"

"My stomach hurts just now... I'm not going to die, am I?"

"...you've spoiled your stomach."

"what?"

"Then it's—idiot, haven't you taken physiology class?"

"..."

"It seems to be... blood." Her face was pale.