Return of the bizarre 0136
The warm and hazy dawn light gently shines on the east side of the teaching building of Luoshui Middle School.
As the light and lively bell rang at the beginning of the first class in the morning, the classmates of Class 2, Grade 2 sat upright in their own seats, except for the famous little silly Meng, who held the math textbook for the first grade, bowed his head and studied silently.
A Mediterranean math teacher, with a stack of test papers clutched under his armpit and several textbooks in hand, swaggered into the classroom with a scowl on his face and his belly jutting out. He walked up to the podium, gently placed the papers and books on it, then propped himself up with both hands, scanning the class with a stern gaze, as if he had spotted something unsatisfactory but couldn't quite put his finger on it, before clearing his throat.
"Go to class."
"Rise!"
As the class monitor Li Xiaohu shouted, all the classmates slowly stood up with a listless expression, and instead of bowing as they should have according to traditional etiquette, they just slightly nodded their heads. Like a group of soulless zombies, they weakly chorused: "Good morning, teacher..."
The math teacher intentionally or unintentionally rolled her eyes and waved her hand in annoyance, gesturing for him to sit down.
"Below, the overall results of the last test are announced." Picking up the test paper, he frowned and said: "The average score is still not passing, huh? What are you doing? Where did you learn from in your daily studies?"
Under his stern questioning, his classmates all seemed distracted, looking away with averted eyes.
"Excellent!" He picked up the first test paper, looked in a certain direction below the podium, with a tightly furrowed brow, his eyes filled with a hint of helplessness and disappointment, "68 points!"
Under the gaze of his classmates, who were either sympathetic or gloating, Luo Yong, tall and thin, walked up to the platform with a scowl on his face, then lowered his head to receive his test paper. The math teacher glared at him sideways and scolded: "What's wrong with you? This score..."
Luo Yong's classmate showed an awkward and guilty expression, took the test paper and ran away hastily.
Still rolling her eyes, the math teacher picked up the second test paper.
"Good thinking! 73 points! Keep working hard, ah, barely passing is not glorious."
Then, they were issued one after another.
"Zhou Xiaonan, 57 minutes......" with a white eye thrown in.
"Chu Yunfei, 28 minutes..." He picked up the wooden ruler with a menacing tone, pretending to hit him, scaring that airplane-headed brother into retreating with his tail between his legs.
A stern gaze swept over, and the burst of laughter in the class gradually subsided.
"Li Zhouzhou, 18 minutes...!" Pinched his ear and scolded, "What's wrong with you?! What are you doing?!"
"Xiao Xue, 98 points..."
Under the silent gaze of the whole class, Xiao Xue squeezed through the gap left by Ye Cai and came to the podium, a pair of tender white hands took over the test paper.
The math teacher nodded slightly with a stern face at that moment, but didn't say much.
Pick up the next test paper, "Qian Huimin, 47 points..." and gave a helpless glance to that lively little girl.
Wang Lei, 24 minutes... picked up a ruler and scared him off, causing that little fatty to flee in disarray.
"Leaf picked, two points..."
Yezai, who was staring at her first-year math book, pouted and looked wronged upon hearing this, and with a sulky face, walked up to the podium.
The math teacher couldn't bear to look at him and said, "What's going on with you? How did you get only two points? If you can't do it, just leave it blank! Do you know how to fill in the multiple-choice questions?"
Taking over the test paper, shrinking his neck to show cowardice, Ye Cai had a hard time defending himself, and returned to his seat amidst the classmates' snickering and sympathy.
"Cough, Liu Youyou, 117 minutes..."
The class suddenly fell silent, under the gaze of admiration and astonishment, Liu Youyou walked up to the podium with her head held high, like a proud white swan, and handed in her test paper, saying "Continue to work hard."
After returning to her seat, Ye Cai quietly gazed at her from a distance, narrowing her eyes as if thinking about something.
After class, without even saying goodbye, under Xiao Xue's stunned gaze, Ye Cai quickly ran out of the classroom.
He kept looking back all the way and finally hid in a men's restroom at the end of the corridor, quickly entering a compartment.
Lock the door, take a deep breath to calm down, then hesitantly and slowly pull out that square thing from his pocket.
Suddenly frightened with eyes wide open, heart stopped, and breathing was also suppressed.
In the pale, slender and delicate small hands, was exactly that box of light gold packaging, with an exceptionally luxurious and mysterious appearance, the transforming cigarette that had been handed over to Old Man Ye Changhu earlier.
But now it has reappeared in her pocket, and once again it is in her hand.
What's going on?!
It seems like it's back again!?!
Taking a deep breath, she was obviously frightened, but managed to calm down and carefully opened the cigarette box, checking it thoroughly. There were fifteen cigarettes in total, with the correct number of cigarettes and still having that pure black and slender, extremely mysterious appearance, proving that it was indeed the only box of magical transforming cigarettes in the world.
Suddenly, holding this pack of cigarettes was like holding a piece of hot coal.
She was extremely nervous and her mind was complicated, thinking that she couldn't possibly reach the huge energy contained in this pack of cigarettes with her own ability. So she intended to call her dad to ask about the situation, and if possible, go back home.
But immediately, she furrowed her brow, feeling that the matter was too strange and might even lead to more suspicion and speculation about herself. After repeated hesitation and consideration, she still dispelled this unreasonable idea and decided to secretly put it in Ye Changhu's pocket when he returned home next time.
Such a subtle approach may be more secure.
……
At noon, after a brief farewell with Xiao Xue, Ye Cai and Liu Youyou left the campus together and took a car to Bo Kang Hospital.
Upon arriving at the hospital, the boisterous atmosphere was instantly replaced by a faintly thick smell of medicine.
They went upstairs and strolled along the quiet corridor, for some reason, both of them had a few points of apprehension in their hearts.
Before entering the ward, through the glass partition wall, you can see a woman who seems to have been guarding Su Xiaoxiao's bedside all the time. At this moment, she is hunched over peeling an apple, while Su Xiaoxiao, lying on the bed covered with a pure white quilt, slightly pouts her small mouth and gazes listlessly at the TV on the upper corner of the wall.
Hesitating for a moment, they looked at each other to find the courage, and finally Ye Cai pushed open the door, revealing a gentle and warm smile.
She raised her eyes, and the woman's action of peeling an apple suddenly stiffened. She looked at the two girls in front of the door with a look of astonishment, and then she came back to herself, looking annoyed and disdainful as she curled down the corner of her mouth.
But Su Xiaoqiu, on the other hand, raised an eyebrow lazily, and suddenly her eyes lit up. The entire person who had been listless and depressed was instantly invigorated, and a look of delighted surprise appeared on her lovely face.
"Eh! Ye Cai! Liu Youyou! How did you two come here?"
She was about to get out of bed, but the woman was pressed down on the bed by a helpless girl. Ye Cai and Liu Youyou rushed to her bedside, Ye Cai put the fruit bag in her hand on the cabinet at the head of the bed, and smiled: "Come see you, are you feeling better?"
"Ah, it's fine now, I think."
Su Xiaoqiu seemed to have not noticed the woman's abnormal expression, and smiled slyly and playfully, then calmly gazed at Ye Cai and Liu Youyou, appearing obedient and gentle, but in her heart she was so sweet that she almost jumped up and cheered enthusiastically.
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Recently, the state of mind has been very restless, and the text is also extremely restless. It's hard to write with a sense of atmosphere and scenery, it seems like I'm just filling in words for the sake of getting a full attendance award. The plot is also straightforward and dull, unable to convey a sense of immediacy, instead it's all just narration.
Ahhhhhhh!
Seaweed sauce is very worried, recently memory has declined significantly, and can no longer find the kind of immersive and subtle writing state that once was. It should be blinded by interests.
I think I'll go out and look for a job now.
Forget it, I'm used to staying at home anyway.
Vote for me here!
Struggle a bit and see if you can improve your grades, please.