Four Realms College③

Four Realms College③

Two weeks later, the thing that troubled Jimo Shu finally happened.

Two weeks, half a month, wasn't a long time, but it was enough for her to recognize the names of the people around her and their characteristics.

Next to her was Xue Lingxiu, whose family owned a private hospital. A typical wealthy young man, he'd definitely chosen medicine or management for university. As for buying all those beautiful but useless imported stationery rubbish, it was simply because he liked them and looked at them to make him feel refreshed. Besides, Yun Xian would always borrow a pen from him when he lost it, then return it with a large pack at the end of the semester. Xue Lingxiu was furious, but Jimo Shu didn't understand. Even with all that rage, he'd still lend it to Yun Xian the next time she asked... couldn't he just say "no"?

Xue Lingxiu's deskmate was Qi Zhiye. A sports student and captain of the school basketball team, he wore a Buddhist statue around his neck, the same one Mingguang Master wore, and it was said he'd never taken it off since childhood. Jimo Shu was also puzzled. How could a Buddhist believer have such a bad temper? Could Buddha forgive him for dunking on people all day?

Further ahead was Ji Rongxue. Her family must be involved in animal protection, but I wasn't sure. She spoke very little, and even less about herself, but she loved to tell unfunny jokes and forced puns. She also loved dogs. Was that why she was so nice to Yun Xian?

The person next to Ji Rongxue is her friend, and she is not interested.

Next to her was Qiao Lingshan. Qiao Lingshan and Yun Xian were childhood friends, having played together in the same compound since they were young. She was extremely studious and looked forward to the monthly exams every day so she could compete against Yun Xian in the rankings.

Feng Ye beside her... Jimo Shu didn't know much about his preferences, grades, or personality. The only thing she knew was that he had a ball of wool on his desk, which he would crochet when he had nothing to do. He would curl up in a corner and observe like a little mouse every day.

As for Yun Xian, anyone could easily find out everything about her. Her father was a lecturer at another university, and her mother was Xiao Wu, a physics teacher, but she never called her "Mom" at school.

Logically speaking, such a family should be called a "literary family" or a "family with a clean and upright tradition", but Yun Xian... Never mind, let's not talk about it.

Jimo Shu didn't know how many times she had seen her secretly fall asleep in Chinese class. Once, she almost fell to the ground. At the moment of shaking, coughing sounds broke out in the class.

But she also wanted to sleep. Teacher Mingguang's lectures were so intense they sounded like chanting, and the gym students at the back could practically sleep in a whole row. Besides, he was almost retired, and the Chinese teacher's eyesight wasn't very good. As long as it wasn't too blatant, he'd generally leave it alone. Except for the Dean of Studies, who would lean out the window and watch.

Jimo Shu was in the corner of the classroom, thinking she had secretly controlled the overall situation and had finally gotten used to the fact that Yun Xian insisted on riding with her, but then the bad news came.

The first holiday after school starts in September is the National Day holiday, which lasts for three days.

It was supposed to be seven days, but how could a senior high school student have that much time off? It would be a shame to Grandma Akihito's daily, infuriating nagging: "You're already seniors now!" Although it was only three days, for the students of No. 1 Middle School, who only had half a day off on Sunday afternoons, it was the longest possible vacation.

When Li Jianye announced the holiday schedule at a class meeting, he listened to the sudden commotion from the audience and observed coldly, "Teaching effectiveness is always the worst at this time of year."

The summer vacation just ended, and the next vacation was too close, so the students started looking forward to the vacation before they could even concentrate on their studies, and they were completely absent-minded.

Xue Lingxiu said, "It's just a holiday, what's there to cheer about? Are you a kid?"

Qi Zhiye: "...You'll die if you don't throw cold water on others, right?"

The two hit it off immediately, sparks flying. Li Jianye asked them both to stand next to the podium as punishment. Afterwards, they held hands and said to each other affectionately: "We are classmates in Class 3 and 4 of Senior High School. You are my non-blood-related family."

Jimo Shu probably understood why the two would avoid the homeroom teacher even if they were fighting. This was truly terrifying!

Of course, there was a lot of homework to do during the holidays. While other people's worries were mostly about "what if I can't buy a ticket," "who should I ask to copy my homework when I have so much," and "will they agree if I ask them out?" Jimo Shu's concern was which hotel or guesthouse to stay in during these three days so she could save as much as possible.

Although Sister Yanliu and Brother Baiye took care of her, she was not their child after all. They were originally subordinates of the guardian, and now the guardian's life or death was unknown and had been missing for a long time. They were very grateful that they could take care of her to this extent.

Jimo Shu knew it wouldn't be too difficult to ask them for money for accommodation, or even for her own university tuition and living expenses. But she just didn't want to bother anyone. She didn't want to be the one to initiate the conversation.

There is still a week left before the holiday, and while everyone is happily waiting, Jimo Shu is feeling particularly depressed.

...She even suddenly felt that it would be nice to live in school.

But how could this stump the young genius Yun Xian?

She is the type who won’t directly ask “Are you unhappy?” She will only try to make unhappy people happy.

While queuing in the cafeteria, Yun Xian was gnawing on a chicken leg when he suddenly asked, "Do you want to go to Xiaoliu Cafe with us this Sunday morning?"

"Huh?" Jimo Shu asked in confusion, "Sunday? In the morning? How are you going?"

The last class on Sunday morning is always a labor study class, which means that those who are responsible for cleaning go to do the cleaning, and the rest of the people can move freely in the school. Those who want to study can stay in the class to study.

However, the school gate will never open before twelve o'clock.

Yun Xian said: "I have my own way. But, don't you want to ask what we are going to do?"

"How did it become 'we'? Is there someone else?" Jimo Shu said alertly: "I didn't agree to it."

Yun Xian pretended not to hear and said, "It's like this. Classmate Shu is the propaganda committee member of our class. You know her, right? She's the girl in front of Ji Rongxue."

Jimo Shu was very impatient: "How can I remember so many people so quickly?"

Actually, she knew. Although Shu Jiuwei was a bit of a fool and could get all the physics multiple-choice questions wrong, he was actually quite lovable. Many classmates secretly nicknamed the combination of Shu Jiuwei and Ji Rongxue "Ice and Snow Great Intelligence," and when she heard that, her lips almost curled up. It was a close call.

Being the propaganda committee member really suits her, as she is particularly good at acting like a spoiled child.

"It's okay. Next time, just look at her a little longer and you'll remember. She has a widow's peak." Yun Xian returned to the main topic and said, "By the time we get back from National Day, it should be the sports meet. The weather will be hot, and we can't expect the school to provide water. Every year, we can go to the beverage shops outside to solicit sponsorship. The prerequisite is to bring the roll-up banners with the advertisements to the stadium for promotion."

"Sponsorship?" Jimo Shu was stunned. "How much sponsorship fee? A few hundred? A few thousand? How do I transfer the money? Do I need to sign a contract?"

Yun Xian said: "A class of milk tea, three days in a row."

Jimo Shu: “Tsk…”

That's it. Including the cost, it should be only a few hundred yuan.

"Don't look so uninterested." Yun Xian clenched his fist and said, "A little bit adds up, and every bit counts! We are the ones paying the class fees, so of course we should save as much as we can!"

Jimo Shu remembered that she didn't seem to have paid the class fee. She was a little restless. She clearly didn't pay the class fee, and she even drank the water distributed by the class last time...

"Student Shu is going to go with us to talk to the owner of Xiaoliu Coffee Shop. She wants to bring a few more people. Currently, there are me, Qiao Lingshan, Ji Rongxue, you, Feng Ye, Qi Zhiye, Xue Lingxiu..." Yun Xian said seriously, "She might be afraid of getting beaten for bringing so many people."

Jimo Shu: "Huh? Why were you beaten?"

She had completely forgotten that she had just said "I didn't agree".

"Because those reasonably priced franchised milk tea shops out there have already been snapped up." Yun Xian said sadly, "Although the name 'Xiao Liu' sounds a bit corny, it's actually a boutique coffee shop. I have to leave quickly when I pass by it, for fear of being chased for money if I smell that odor."

Jimo Shu said disdainfully, "You're exaggerating. Who would stare at you like that?"

Yun Xian scratched his head awkwardly. "I think the starting price for a cup is fifty yuan. How do you think we should ask for it without getting beaten up?"

Jimo Shu: “…………”

Even if she's the boss, she'd want to hit someone. Is it really necessary for a bunch of students like you to drink fifty-yuan coffee? Wild boars can't eat fine bran, and neither can she. Non-dairy creamer is indistinguishable from coffee beans; they both taste bitter. Will drinking it make you taller?! How dare you come in here!

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Although Jimo Shu said, "I'm so annoyed. Stop bothering me and I'll just go," to be honest, she still had some rare anticipation for leaving school on Saturday morning.

So much so that on the last day, she even forgot to ask Yun Xian what his method was.

Could it be that if they wrote a request for leave for their homeroom teacher to sign, and then gave it to Teacher Mingguang to have the Academic Affairs Office stamped, they would be able to get Security Guard Liu to open the door for them? It was only the last class, and it was for the sports meeting, so it was a legitimate reason, so they wouldn't refuse.

Until Shu Jiuwei came running over breathlessly, his eyes shining and said, "Let's go! I'm ready!"

Be ready...be ready for what?

For the first time ever, Yun Xian took out the little genius phone watch that she had hidden in her mattress and smelled of milk, and ran to Jimo Shu to secretly send a message to someone.

Jimo Shu was forced to help her block it, thinking, the only person who can send a message without typing the number is a phone watch user, who is so...

Five minutes later, Qi Zhiye returned from the playground, exhausted and sweating profusely.

Xue Lingxiu was so disgusted that she almost rolled her eyes to the sky: "Don't you think you stink?"

Qi Zhiye was puzzled and said, "I take a shower every day, so how can it be smelly?"

"Sweat stinks! It stinks!"

"If you don't want to smell it, don't breathe it."

Jimo Shu watched Qi Zhiye wipe his sweat with a wet wipe, and then began to prepare to change clothes in the classroom. There was no one else in the class except them. Jimo Shu saw him pretending to take off his clothes, and her eyebrows furrowed instantly, and she found that Qi Zhiye had put his hand down.

Qi Zhiye was looking at her.

Jimo Shu: “?”

"Don't look." Qi Zhiye said fiercely, "Be careful of getting a stye!"

Jimo Shu: "..."

Who wants to see this?! Do you have four naphthalene heads?

Jimo Shu turned her head away like everyone else.

It was only after changing clothes that Jimo Shu realized what they all had in common. With the exception of her, everyone was dressed a bit differently than usual, blurring their lines. Those who usually wore men's summer clothes switched to women's, Yun Xian put on glasses, Qiao Lingshan donned a brightly colored scrunchie, and Qi Zhiye let his hair down—she couldn't believe this guy would even spray hairspray before school. How vain was he?

"Here you go." Qiao Lingshan placed two or three hair ties in Jimo Shu's hand and said, "Tie your hair up."

Jimo Shu lowered her eyes. The hairbands on her palms were all light colors, neither exaggerated nor gaudy, and clearly different from the one on Qiao Lingshan's head. These were deliberately picked out by the other party. Are you giving them to her?

"Are you all ready?" Yun Xian said eagerly, "All troops, attack!"

“…”

Jimo Shu walked around the teaching building, library, and convenience store with a puzzled look on her face, and walked along the outermost small road for nearly five minutes, almost disappearing into the quiet woods.

The mosquitoes scattered and humans left them alone.

There were a few tattered pieces of fitness equipment in the grove, and the parallel bars bore the marks of time. Qi Zhiye, looking for trouble, asked, "Xue Lingxiu, didn't you only do five pull-ups last semester?"

"..." Xue Lingxiu closed her eyes and said slowly, "But I'm already better than 95% of the boys in the class."

Yun Xianfan said, "Really? Really? No way, Mr. Xue, I can make five."

Ji Rongxue said, "I have fifteen."

After saying that, she even hung herself up with one hand and swung it twice. Feng Ye said enviously, "Rongxue, your abdominal muscles are so obvious."

Ji Rongxue pulled the corner of his mouth, "You can't lose your skin, once you lose it, it will never come back."

Everyone: “…”

Snow in June.

Feng Ye saw Xue Lingxiu's bad face and quickly said, "It doesn't matter. Five is also very impressive. I have zero."

Xue Lingxiu was like a Tyrannosaurus Rex that was struggling to find the direction of its fire. He endured it silently and was almost so angry that he vomited blood.

Jimo Shu still didn't know where she was going. She wanted to ask, but someone else asked first. It was Shu Jiuwei, who was in charge of the Great Intelligence in Bingxue Great Intelligence. "What are they talking about? I was distracted for a moment and couldn't understand."

"Nothing." Jimo Shu said, "How are we going to get out?"

"Ah? Didn't Yun Xian tell you?" Shu Jiuwei said confidently, "Climb over the wall!"

It is known that the class teacher Li Jianye is very strict about the leave application procedures, and can see through students who are pretending to be sick at a glance. He will not approve it if he can. He will definitely let them sacrifice their pitiful half-day rest time to go to the coffee shop. The Academic Affairs Office will definitely not stamp it for this reason.

Furthermore, the Dean of Academic Affairs in charge of today's inspection was Teacher Mingguang. It was only the last twenty minutes of class, so aside from the unfortunate encounter with Liu Baoan, the other teachers wouldn't bother to intervene.

Please, how can we achieve the goal.

Standard answer: Lululu, climb the wall!

Jimo Shu had just gotten used to school when she had to learn something so exciting. Her heart immediately began to beat fast, but she remained calm and said, "Oh. That's fine. I don't mind."

The wall leading to the outside world had been left with traces of climbing, and the footprints of previous people stacked together to form a secret route.

Just across the wall, outside is an old residential area, and the clothes in shorts flutter in the wind under the sun.

This height is almost half a floor.

But there is a fatal point, that is, it is connected to the office building area, which is the first stop for the Dean of Academic Affairs' inspection.

Jimo Shu's heart was pounding. She lowered her voice and asked, "What if Teacher Mingguang finds out?"

"Don't worry, there's a 95% chance that he'll turn a blind eye." Yun Xian said confidently, "No one understands Teacher Mingguang better than me!"

Jimo Shu: "..."

But there is such a long line of people here, it’s so obvious!

Regardless, Yun Xian laid out his strategy and deployed his troops, saying, "Come on, let's do this. Qi Zhiye and I will lead the vanguard, providing support from below. Although that place isn't high, it's still quite steep. Then, Lingshan, Fengye, and Xue, the three of you observe if there's anything unusual, then rush over! Finally, once you've confirmed that there's no one left, Rongxue, you take Dacong... take Shu and Jimoshu, and then reunite with us at the end. Please reply if you get it!"

Only Feng Ye and Shu Jiuwei said seriously: "Got it!"

Although Jimo Shu always felt that it was unreliable, she still didn't say anything.

Her sixth sense told her that something bad would happen.

As expected, before it could even collapse midway, the plan was completely destroyed right after it was implemented.

As luck would have it, when Yun Xian rushed out, Teacher Mingguang was walking towards them with a kind look, holding a thermos cup with white smoke rising from it.

Their eyes met, and at this time, Qi Zhiye's feet had already touched the wall.

The scene suddenly became very awkward.

Jimo Shu was so nervous that she almost stopped breathing. At this moment, the situation suddenly changed!

Teacher Mingguang coughed lightly, turned his head to the right, and continued walking forward as if he had gone blind in an instant.

The first wave quietly rolled down on his left, but when Teacher Mingguang turned his head, the second wave came again!

He could only turn his head to the left again.

There were only three people left. Jimo Shu felt herself being embraced by Ji Rongxue and stumbled forward. However, Shu Jiuwei, perhaps due to excessive nervousness or lack of coordination, turned and rushed straight towards Teacher Mingguang's face.

As soon as Mingguang turned his head back, he saw her standing right in front of him, and there was no way he could avoid her.

At this critical moment, Teacher Mingguang resolutely closed his eyes.

Jimo Shu: “…”

She finally understood what the remaining 5% was, apart from the 95% chance that Yun Xian would turn a blind eye to.

Teacher Mingguang would close both eyes.