Chapter 8
Shen Huaixin called Xiao Zheng and the others to go to the music room to practice together.
The little friend with the twin ponytails asked, "Sister Xin, why did you sign up for the cultural performance? Aren't you always not interested in this kind of activity?"
Shen Huaixin paused: "I just want to try it, there's no special reason."
A few of them walked to the music classroom and saw that several students were already standing in the classroom. Su Zihan was standing on the higher podium, holding a script and reading something. Qi Yi was standing a little further away, reciting the lines with her. The other students were standing nearby, watching them rehearse.
"Romeo and Juliet." Shen Huaixin muttered to himself.
She realized this was indeed a logically self-consistent world. The book did mention that Su Zihan and Qi Yi's performance of "Romeo and Juliet" at a cultural festival was a huge hit, captivating the hearts of many young men and women, even generating a significant number of their fanbase. This was a minor climax before the apocalypse, but it didn't mention rehearsals. Now that she was witnessing the rehearsal process herself, it felt as if the plot had been completed.
What is recorded in the book may be just the tip of the iceberg. They, and they - Shen Huaixin glanced at the friends behind him - all have their own joys, sorrows, anger, and ultimately separation of life and death in this book.
The blank space in the book does not mean that the person has a blank life. She suddenly felt more real about the task she had to do.
"Sister Xin, the classroom is occupied. What should we do?" asked the baby-faced little friend.
"Oh, of course..."
Before Shen Huaixin finished speaking, Fang Xiaozheng naturally continued: "Of course we drove them away! Is there any need to ask? Isn't this what we always do?"
Shen Huaixin was speechless for a moment and felt at a loss for words.
Fang Ponytail nodded in agreement, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go, just waiting for Shen Huaixin's order.
Shen Huaixin waved his hand to stop him: "I am a law-abiding citizen. I am robbing people's houses in broad daylight. Let's go to another place and not bother with ordinary people."
Before she finished speaking, she noticed that the other three people were looking at her with shocked eyes, especially Fang Xiaozheng, who blurted out, "Sister Xin, what's wrong with you?"
[System: Yellow card warning! ]
Wow, the system has been summoned!
Shen Huaixin pushed open the door of the music classroom. The lively atmosphere in the classroom suddenly stagnated. Everyone turned to look at her, and when they saw this notorious rich girl, they all showed expressions of keeping their distance.
Fang Xiaozheng, as a qualified lackey, jumped over in time and shouted, "We've requisitioned this classroom!"
Su Zihan frowned, and the people gathered around and whispered about it, their expressions dissatisfied. Qi Yi even stood up directly, blocking Su Zihan, looking at Shen Huaixin expressionlessly.
"Are you going to give in or not?" Shen Huaixin's mind was full of the idea of not being electrocuted, and he said under his increasingly unfriendly gaze.
"No." Qi Yi said coldly.
Su Zihan tugged at Qi Yi's sleeve, looked up at Shen Huaixin, tried to ease the atmosphere, and said, "Shen Huaixin, we have to follow the first-come, first-served principle. We have already applied for this classroom from the teacher, and everyone's props have been moved here. We only need to borrow it for lunch. If you are not in a hurry, you can use it after the rehearsal is over."
"Ha, did I hear correctly?" Fang Xiaozheng put his hands on his hips, sweeping away the exhaustion of the past few days, and raised his eyebrows. "Are you teaching my sister Xin how to do things?"
Seeing the tension in the room, Shen Huaixin couldn't stand it any longer and stretched out her hand, blocking the twin-tailed girl who was about to take a step forward. Everyone was stunned and stared at Shen Huaixin, wondering what she was going to do next.
"It's okay, I'm not a demon. I'll give the classroom to you." Shen Huaixin smiled slightly, his eyes sweeping over everyone present. His tone was gentle, but there was a hint of threat. "I hope you can all go on stage safely and give a perfect performance for your classmates and teachers."
Everyone looked at each other, seeing the retreat in each other's eyes. The little thug had failed to seize the classroom and was now threatening people's safety. They couldn't afford to offend her.
The baby-faced girl pursed her lips, leaned close to Shen Huaixin's ear, and whispered, "Sister Xin, let's change classrooms. I think there's one upstairs, very close. It's not worth making a fuss over such a small matter."
Shen Huaixin was deeply moved by these words. She nodded her chin, and after successfully completing her trick, she turned around and waved to the victims: "I wish you a happy rehearsal." She said this sincerely, hoping that they would not be influenced by her. She was still waiting to see the semi-love work of the male and female protagonists.
Qi Yi had a very bad impression of Shen Huaixin, and said coldly: "Thanks to your good wishes, our performance will definitely go smoothly."
The boy's cold voice echoed in the classroom, calming the students' uneasy hearts. After Shen Huaixin left and closed the door, the atmosphere in the room eased. The boys and girls began to chatter, and they lost interest in rehearsal and started discussing what had just happened.
"Did you offend her?"
"It doesn't matter. The Qi family is no less powerful than the Shen family. We just need to rehearse well."
“Doesn’t Shen Huaixin like Qi Yi? She even gave him a room card, even though it was rejected. Why is she going against him this time?”
"Love turns to hate."
Outside the music classroom, Fang Xiaozheng caught up with Shen Huaixin, with a look of admiration on his face: "Sister Xin, what a great plan! Is there anything I can do for you?"
Shen Huaixin had a blank expression on his face as he tried hard to brainstorm and imagine what strategy he had.
The baby-faced man looked at Fang Xiaozheng, then at Shen Huaixin, and finally touched his head: "What do you mean?"
"You don't understand?" The girl with twin ponytails shook her head, looking disappointed at her companion's lack of understanding. "Sister Xin wants them to rehearse so hard, but then they can't perform! No one can outshine us at the gala!"
"Yes, and that Qi Yi... he's so ungrateful!"
The baby-faced girl was stunned and frightened: "Why can't I act it out? Sister Xin is going to..." She scratched her neck with her hand, making a gesture to silence someone.
Shen Huaixin, who was forcibly carried up: "..."
She had no choice but to cough and get through this for now, and talk about the future later: "You will understand when the time comes."
But before that——Shen Huaixin took out his phone and took a photo of them rehearsing hard. Pretending that Su Zihan had new material, he wondered if Shen Chumo would feel like a rival when he saw Qi Yi...
The three members of the demon squad obviously regarded this photo as some important clue. They all looked at Shen Huaixin with admiration, as if to say, "Boss is really awesome." Seeing this, Shen Huaixin felt a little embarrassed and restrained his arrogance: "Next, let's rehearse in another place."
Afterwards, they moved to an empty classroom for rehearsal. Since it was their first rehearsal, they had little experience and their singing was disjointed. But to everyone's surprise, Shen Huaixin sang quite well... more than well. Her soft, clear voice flowed out like the gurgling of a mountain spring, the rhythm of a gentle breeze, capable of calming even the most restless. In the words of the baby-faced girl, she felt like even Shen Huaixin's skin was coated in glitter, with a certain sparkling effect.
They can totally follow Shen Huaixin and kill randomly, maybe the effect on the stage will be very good.
When the meeting was over, Fang Xiaozheng tugged at the corner of Shen Huaixin’s clothes and whispered, “Sister Xin, I still feel that you have changed.”
"What's changed?"
“I can’t explain…”
Shen Huaixin smiled: "Then which of me do you want to be friends with more?"
"..." Fang Xiaozheng thought for a moment, "You couldn't even say the word 'friend' before."
Shen Huaixin patted her shoulder and walked out of the classroom.
Going home, this time Shen Chumo didn't wait in the living room. I think she was disappointed with this kind of sister. Shen Huaixin sighed in her heart, and felt a little relieved. The warmth of this world does not belong to visitors from other worlds. It is not a bad thing to be a little alienated.
The phone vibrated.
Shen Chumo: It’s hard to go to school.
The timing was perfect, as if she knew Su Zihan was home. Perhaps she had guessed based on her sister's return time? Shen Huaixin felt that her impersonation of Su Zihan was truly impressive, and she sent a photo of herself outside the music classroom to Shen Chumo.
Shen Huaixin: Rehearsing for the cultural performance.
Shen Chumo: What are they rehearsing?
Shen Huaixin felt that his question was a bit strange. To be precise, it should not be "they", but "you". It might be caused by the shooting angle of a third party. But it's not a big problem. Just let Su Zihan use her face. The key is to have someone willing to take the bait. It all depends on imagination.
Shen Huaixin: Romeo and Juliet, do you know this play? It's a touching love story.
Shen Chumo: I don’t know, will you participate?
Shen Huaixin was delighted. This was a perfect match for Su Zihan: Yes, we have been rehearsing very seriously. We will invite you when the time comes, okay?
Shen Chumo: OK.
Shen Huaixin: If you are interested in "Romeo and Juliet", you can read the original work.
Shen Chumo: Yeah.
The misdirection was over, and Shen Huaixin, contented, lay down on her princess bed, not coming out until dinnertime. Accustomed to a life of easy access, Shen Huaixin felt like the rural kid in the film "The Metamorphosis" who moved from the countryside to the city, and was worried about whether she could adapt to her old work-life rhythm.
However, this concern was quickly dispelled. Thinking of the bonuses he would receive in the future, Shen Huaixin was suddenly filled with hope.
Shen Chumo also walked out of the kitchen. He took off his apron. The tip of his nose was a little dusty for some reason, but his eyes were bright. Shen Huaixin was worried that he would blow up the kitchen, but soon, she noticed something more important - Shen Chumo was no longer lame.
He had previously walked with a slight limp, a stumble or a limp he couldn't quite place, and the direction of his waist and legs was odd. Although he could walk, it was very awkward. This time, he walked straight and steadily. He walked into the kitchen and came out carrying a plate of braised crucian carp. Even as he was serving the food, his posture remained very natural.
Only then did Shen Huaixin realize that his limp was simply a lack of coordination, meaning he hadn't yet adapted to the human body. It was mainly thanks to his etiquette teacher and his own hard work that he was able to achieve his goal in such a short period of time.
This way he won’t be bullied, right…?
Shen Huaixin thought of the scene in the novel where Shen Chumo entered the school and breathed a sigh of relief. In the book, he was targeted by a school bully, who arranged for a few thugs to block him in an alley. He was beaten black and blue. That was the first time he felt hatred. The black pollution, which was difficult to detect with the naked eye, spread to the thugs, lurking in their bodies, waiting for an outbreak, turning them directly into the source of pollution, with no possibility of recovery. It was a kind of retribution for evil.
Afterwards, the heroine appeared and treated his wounds briefly. Because she didn't have a cell phone, she ran to a small shop to call 120. When she returned to the alley, no one was there. From then on, Shen Chumo remembered the heroine's kindness.
Rather than trying to heal after being hurt, Shen Huaixin felt it was better to just protect him from getting hurt. It was like when someone gets hurt, even if they get treated afterwards, the scars are hard to erase. Why let the scars remain in Shen Chumo's heart?
Shen Chumo was making rapid progress. Perhaps after a while, maybe half a month, maybe a few days, he would be indistinguishable from a normal teenager. Shen Huaixin saw him sitting at the dining table, picking up food for his mother and serving soup to his father. Under the elegant crystal chandelier, the warm light reflected delicate colors. The family was happy and harmonious. The kitchen was filled with the lingering smell of fireworks. Shen's father and mother took off the masks of socializing and enjoyed the joy of family life like ordinary people.
Shen Huaixin watched, lowered her head, and poked the rice with her chopsticks. Each grain of rice was crystal clear and plump, exuding a charming rice aroma. She took a bite and for some reason her mouth felt a little astringent.
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