Chapter 24 Admission Ticket Torn (1)
Zhu Qingchen wrapped himself in a quilt, pressed against the wall, and stared in horror at the flat cylinder moving back and forth on the ground.
"What is this?" Zhu Qingchen's mind raced. "It's not in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, nor in Baopuzi, nor in Huainanzi!"
The system tried to explain to him: "This is sweeping the floor..."
Zhu Qingchen was so frightened that he crawled all over the bed, screaming: "Ah! It's coming!"
"This is……"
“Ouch!”
The system turned its volume bar to the maximum, turning it into a loud speaker: "Shut up and listen to me! This is a sweeping robot! It's specifically responsible for sweeping the floor! Just like the servants in ancient times who were responsible for sweeping and cleaning."
Zhu Qingchen's eyes were filled with tears: "Really? But it doesn't look like a human. Is there a human that is so flat?"
The system explained to him: "It's a robot, it's made of machinery."
Zhu Qingchen sniffed: "I know, wooden flow cow horse... flowing cow wooden horse... cow cow wooden horse..."
The system said helplessly: "It's the wooden ox and the flowing horse."
"Yes, that's what I want to say." Zhu Qingchen nodded with tears in his eyes, "Then why did it chase me?"
"It didn't chase you. If there was a place in front of it, it would move forward. If it hit something, it would move backward."
"Really? Then it won't bite me?"
"It's not a dog, why would it bite you?"
"But I'm scared." Zhu Qingchen crawled to the head of the bed, picked up a book and blocked the way of the sweeping robot.
The robot hit an obstacle and retreated.
Zhu Qingchen moved the book behind it, and it turned around again.
Zhu Qingchen took another book and blocked it at both ends. The robot turned several circles between the two books and finally went out from the side.
"Wow!" Zhu Qingchen made an ignorant sound.
The system made a helpless sound: "Don't you want to vomit now?"
"I don't want to." Zhu Qingchen got up from the bed and looked around.
He put on his slippers and stepped on them hard, and they made a squeaking sound.
"System, what is this made of? It doesn't look like wood, nor does it look like cloth."
“Natural rubber.”
Can't understand.
Zhu Qingchen pursed his lips, walked to the air conditioner, stretched out his hand, waved it in front of the air conditioner, and quickly retracted his hand: "It's so cool. System, what is this?"
"Air conditioning, it emits cool air and is a magical tool for cooling off. It's similar to putting ice cubes in the room in ancient times."
"Hmm." Zhu Qingchen nodded as if he understood, then stood on tiptoe and moved closer to the air conditioner.
After enjoying the breeze for a while, Zhu Qingchen prepared to walk out of the room and explore.
He gently opened the door and stuck his head out.
It was pitch black outside. Zhu Qingchen asked, "System, is there a light outside? How do I turn it on?"
The system said: "On the wall on your left."
"Oh." Zhu Qingchen reached out, fumbled on the wall, and flipped a switch.
The next second, the room was as bright as day.
This apartment is not big, with one living room, one bedroom, one kitchen and one bathroom, and the living room and kitchen are connected.
Zhu Qingchen walked out carefully and touched the refrigerator: "System, what is this?"
Touching the microwave: "System, what is this?"
Touch the TV again: "System..."
The system was annoyed by him: "I'll give you a reading pen function, go and click it yourself."
"Oh." Zhu Qingchen poked the TV with his finger.
The next second, an electronic voice came to his ears: "TV, you can watch all kinds of programs..."
Late in the night, Zhu Qingchen stayed awake and poked here and there.
There was electronic sound everywhere.
"Refrigerator, for storing food."
"A microwave oven can heat up food."
"Fabric sofa for rest."
Zhu Qingchen poked himself. The electronic sound paused for a moment, as if it couldn’t be recognized: “Uh…uh…”
The system said faintly: "Little idiot, the dumbest little idiot in this world."
Zhu Qingchen: “…”
He poked at everything in the house, briefly understanding their functions, and finally walked to the floral curtains and opened them.
The electronic voice continued: "Curtains, to block out light and protect privacy..."
Before it could finish its words, Zhu Qingchen was stunned by the scene outside, his eyes widened.
His room seemed to be located on top of the clouds, so high up.
Looking around, the trees and people below are all small.
However, there are many tall buildings taller than his room, with bright lights, like stars in the sky, prosperous and bustling.
Zhu Qingchen lay in front of the French window, looking at the scene outside, and sighed: "A group of people who can create such a prosperous era must be extraordinary."
He turned his head and looked at the system expectantly: "Will the world of me and Li Yue, the world of Liu An and Pei Xuan, be the same as this world in a few thousand years?"
"Yes."
"Then what we did won't be in vain."
Zhu Qingchen turned around, stretched out his hand, touched the reflection of the street lamp on the glass window with his fingertips, and smiled sweetly.
*
The colorful world is fascinating. Zhu Qingchen lies in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the lights of thousands of homes outside.
Seeing that he didn't sleep, the system simply found him an early education cartoon to familiarize him with modern life.
In the early hours of the morning, Zhu Qingchen hugged his pillow and sat obediently on the sofa. The TV was playing -
"Going to the supermarket to buy things—"
"Little boy, go shopping."
"First step, what to buy?"
"The second step is to prepare money."
“…”
"watch TV--"
"Kid, watch TV."
“The first step is to ask your parents.”
“…”
Zhu Qingchen watched the show with great interest, nodding from time to time and interacting with the characters on TV: "I got it! I understand! I know!"
His parents - the system looked at him and had an indescribable feeling.
It's like really raising a child.
Not long after, a prompt box popped up on the TV screen -
"Little boy, you have been watching the show for half an hour straight. Give your eyes a rest."
The screen is locked and you need to do addition and subtraction to unlock it.
Zhu Qingchen couldn't understand the mathematical symbols, so he turned to look at the system and blinked obediently.
The system sighed and helped him unlock the child lock.
Zhu Qingchen watched dozens of episodes of early education cartoons and was confused by the TV.
At first, the TV gently reminded him, "Little boy, give your eyes a rest," but later it directly reminded him, "Little boy, your eyes are going blind!"
In the early morning, Zhu Qingchen fell asleep on the sofa, hugging his pillow.
The system turned off the TV for him.
At seven in the morning, the system woke him up: "Wake up! Today is your first day to report to school!"
"Get up, get up." Zhu Qingchen was startled by it and quickly got up from the sofa.
The system said, "You go to the bathroom to wash up, and I'll go to the bedroom to help you choose the clothes you're going to wear today. Did you learn how to use a modern toothbrush and toothpaste yesterday?"
"I've learned it!" Zhu Qingchen raised his hand and walked into the bathroom confidently.
The system feels like a babysitter.
The next second, Zhu Qingchen screamed from the bathroom: "Ah!"
The system flew over impatiently: "What's wrong?"
Zhu Qingchen stood in front of the sink, looking at the mirror, and asked in shock: "Where's my hair?!"
Looking at his appearance in the mirror, his facial features had not changed much, but his hair was cut short, looking neat and clean.
The system confidently said: "I cut it off for you. It fits the setting of this world."
Zhu Qingchen couldn't accept this reality. He touched his short hair, feeling a little regretful.
He had kept his hair long for such a long time, it looked so beautiful when tied into a crown and with flowers in his hair, but it was cut off just like that.
The system could only comfort him: "It will grow back in the ancient world. Don't be sad. Brush your teeth quickly."
"Okay." Zhu Qingchen took out his toothbrush and toothpaste with grievance.
In fact, people also brushed their teeth in ancient times, and used similar tools.
He unscrewed the cap of the toothpaste and squeezed a little onto the toothbrush.
The system wondered: "Is there something missing?"
"It's not less." Zhu Qingchen said seriously, "The cartoon said that a pea-sized one is enough."
"..." The system choked, "They are talking about children. Are you a child?"
Zhu Qingchen said confidently: "Yes."
"And two more peas."
"knew……"
Half an hour later.
Zhu Qingchen changed into the white shirt and black trousers selected for him by the system, put on small leather shoes, and carried a black shoulder bag.
Before leaving, the system said: "One last check, have you brought your keys, cell phone, and notebook?"
"No problem! Let's go!"
"You didn't lock the door! A thief got in and broke into the house!"
"Oh." Zhu Qingchen went back to close the door, "Let's go!"
"Take the elevator! You live on the 15th floor, do you want to roll down the stairs?"
"Oh oh." Zhu Qingchen thought for a moment, "When taking the elevator, the first step is to be with your parents."
The irritable system couldn't help but curse: "Fuck it."
"System, you're speaking dirty words."
"I told you, so what? You're not a kid."
The elevator door slowly opened. Zhu Qingchen pulled the backpack strap and walked into the elevator for the first time: "Step 2, press the floor."
In this modern world, Zhu Qingchen's identity is——
The teacher training student who had just graduated from university signed an agreement with Beicheng No. 1 Middle School through talent introduction and served as a Chinese teacher and class teacher.
Zhu Qingchen didn’t have a house in North City, so he applied for a young teachers’ apartment near the school.
Today is his first day to report to school, which means he will attend the teacher induction ceremony, new teacher training, and pairing with new and old teachers.
The system guided him to reach school in ten minutes on foot, and he still had time to go to the school cafeteria to have breakfast.
The TV in the cafeteria was playing the morning news. Zhu Qingchen was watching the news while eating steamed buns.
He looked at the big events in the news and started “wow wow wow” again.
The system urged him: "Eat quickly, you're going to be late."
"knew."
The system feels like an old mother who is afraid that her child will be late for class and gets angry when she sees her child dawdling.
After a simple breakfast, Zhu Qingchen went to the school auditorium.
He sat with other new teachers to get to know each other.
Soon the ceremony began and the leader came on stage to speak.
Zhu Qingchen spent ten minutes getting familiar with writing with a fountain pen, then opened his notebook and took notes carefully.
The system asked in surprise: "You can understand it? Can you write it?"
"Yes." Zhu Qingchen said, "Li Yue made me a few bamboo pens, which are similar. The characters here look relatively simple, and many of them are also found in cursive script. They are of the same origin, so they are not very difficult."
The meeting lasted the whole morning.
Finally, Zhu Qingchen stood up dazedly with the other new teachers, raised his right hand and took the oath.
After the ceremony, the new teacher Zhu Qingchen was taken away by an "old teacher" who was nearly sixty years old.
The “old teacher”’s surname is Gao, the same surname as the old student Gao who went to Dajue Temple to burn incense in the previous life.
Zhu Qingchen likes the teacher with the surname Gao the most!
Teacher Gao said, "I was going to retire this year, but the school insisted that I stay for another year. This is my last year teaching the senior class. If you have any questions, please ask me as soon as possible."
"Yeah." Zhu Qingchen held the notebook and nodded seriously.
"In normal work, you are the main person, and I just play a guiding role."
"Uh-huh."
"The students will be back in the afternoon. I have a copy of their test scores from last semester. You can take it back and have a look at it first to get a basic understanding of the class. It would be best if you could write down all the students' names."
"Hmmmm."
Zhu Qingchen took the list and took a look. The protagonist Chen Hesong’s name was ranked first.
He has good grades.
Zhu Qingchen closed the report card and asked Teacher Gao with a smile: "Do you want to go to dinner? Do you want to go together?"
*
Senior high school students return to school earlier.
In the afternoon, Zhu Qingchen moved a table and blocked the classroom door, checking the students' summer exam papers one by one. He checked each one and put them in the classroom, and checked their names and faces at the same time.
Teacher Gao sat next to the podium, leisurely drinking tea from a thermos cup.
Half an hour later, Teacher Gao glanced at the crowded classroom and asked, "Xiao Zhu, are you all here?"
"Not yet." Zhu Qingchen looked at the list and turned back, "There is also Chen Hesong."
When it comes to "Chen Hesong", Teacher Gao's face darkened, and he seemed a little helpless: "Wait a little longer, his family situation is a bit special, maybe he was delayed on the way."
"good."
After waiting for another ten minutes, Chen Hesong still didn't come.
Teacher Gao called Chen Hesong's mother, who said, "That's impossible. Xiaoyu specially sent Hesong to school today. There might be a traffic jam on the road. Please wait a little longer."
After saying this, Chen's mother hung up the phone.
Zhu Qingchen frowned.
The protagonist He Yu is now in his second year of high school, and school doesn’t start today. He sent Chen Hesong here, probably because of something bad.
Zhu Qingchen said: "I'll go out and take a look. Maybe he had an accident on the way."
"Okay, go ahead."
Zhu Qingchen trotted out of the school gate.
There was a black car parked in front of the school gate. A 17-year-old boy in school uniform, holding a cup of iced coffee in his hand, with sweat all over his forehead, ran hurriedly to the car and knocked on the rear window.
"Xiao Yu, I bought the coffee, with ice. I really need to go in and report in, it's too late."
The rear window was rolled down, and He Yu looked at him innocently yet maliciously, and said, "Brother, how long does it usually take you to get to school by bus?"
Chen Hesong didn't know what he wanted to do, so he could only answer truthfully: "One hour."
"Then I'll ask the driver to take you here. It'll only take half an hour. There's still half an hour left. Why are you in such a hurry?"
"I..." Chen Hesong explained, "It's too late."
He Yu took the coffee from him, and at that moment, his cell phone rang.
He picked up the phone: "Auntie?"
It was Chen's mother who called, her voice gentle: "Xiaoyu, sorry to bother you. The teacher just called to ask why Hesong hasn't arrived at school yet. Is there a traffic jam? If it's really not possible, let Hesong come down by himself?"
He Yu held the coffee cup and took a sip: "No, Auntie, my brother has already entered the school. I don't know where he went. Are you doubting me, Auntie? I saw my brother go in with my own eyes."
"No, no, that's not what I meant. I'm really sorry to bother you. He just makes me worry. I don't know where he went to play again."
Chen's mother apologized repeatedly. Seeing this, Chen Hesong whispered, "Xiao Yu, I'll go in first..."
Before he finished speaking, He Yu hung up the phone and held the coffee: "Stop, who told you to leave?"
He said coldly: "The coffee is not iced again, go buy another cup and run back."
Chen Hesong mustered up his courage and said, "I'm really going to be late. Can I buy it after school?"
"No." He Yu's expression was sinister and twisted, totally unlike what a sixteen-year-old should have. "Don't you understand what I'm saying? Go buy it!"
As he spoke, he stretched his hand out of the window.
At the moment the coffee was poured towards Chen Hesong, Chen Hesong was still standing there in a daze.
Nearly a decade of bullying had made him an instinct.
He Yu bullied him, and he couldn't hide. If he hid, he would be bullied even more badly.
The next second, someone pulled him from behind.
With a "splash", the coffee spilled onto the ground in front of him.
Chen Hesong turned his head and saw the young teacher standing beside him, pulling his schoolbag.
Zhu Qingchen looked at him with a fierce expression: "You are Chen Hesong, right? I am the new teacher Zhu. You are already late, why don't you come in quickly?"
Chen Hesong was still a little hesitant. Zhu Qingchen tilted his head and looked into the car: "Who is this..."
He Yu has always disliked Chen Hesong. Only a few teachers knew that he and Chen Hesong were brothers from a reconstituted family.
So when Zhu Qingchen asked, he said, "It's on the way, send him over."
Zhu Qingchen smiled and asked, "Really? Thank you so much. Are you also a student of the school?"
He Yu didn't want to reveal too much, so he rolled up the window and wanted the driver to drive away.
Zhu Qingchen knocked on the car window and said seriously, "Classmate, you made the floor dirty."
He Yu paused and glanced at the driver. The driver immediately got out of the car and went to the security room to borrow a broom and mop to clean up the coffee.
As the car drove away, Chen Hesong was visibly relieved: "Thank you, teacher."
"Well, go in."
Chen Hesong followed Zhu Qingchen obediently like a little quail.
Zhu Qingchen was so fierce to Chen Hesong in front of He Yu just now, mainly because the laws here were different and Zhu Qingchen could not directly bring Chen Hesong to his side.
He Yu just couldn't stand seeing Chen Hesong doing well. If Zhu Qingchen had been gentle to him just now, Chen Hesong would probably be bullied by him again when he got home from school.
He still needs to be careful until he can ensure that Chen Hesong is completely safe.
Zhu Qingchen relaxed his expression and said to Chen Hesong, "I will be your new class teacher from now on, but don't worry, Teacher Gao will continue to guide you."
"I've looked at your transcript. Your grades are very good. Teacher Gao thinks highly of you. During your senior year, the teacher will do his best to create the best learning environment for you."
"Of course, if you encounter any difficulties in your study or life, you can tell any teacher and they will help you."
Chen Hesong lowered his head and replied softly, "Okay."
Zhu Qingchen certainly didn't expect Chen Hesong to confide in him on the first day they met.
Today I just want to reassure him that if he has any difficulties, he can ask the teacher for help.
Zhu Qingchen took him back to the classroom and checked his summer exam papers.
Chen Hesong's papers were basically torn up, and he put them together neatly with tape.
Zhu Qingchen knew without him saying anything that it must have been torn by He Yu again.
What a low-quality person.
Zhu Qingchen didn't ask him why the paper was torn. He just checked it briefly and returned it to him.
Key high schools have completed all new courses in the second year of high school, so there is no need to distribute new books. A new semester brings new atmosphere, and the afternoon is mainly spent on general cleaning.
Zhu Qingchen simply assigned them tasks, rolled up his sleeves and worked with them.
While the other students were playing and fighting, Chen Hesong was the only one who was busy doing his work, seeming out of place.
The system was a little worried: "Will he be isolated?"
Zhu Qingchen said: "He Yu's younger brothers might bully him, but the students in the class probably won't."
"Why?"
Before Zhu Qingchen could answer, a student nearby was playing around and accidentally bumped into Chen Hesong. He quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xueba."
"Are you suffering from heatstroke? You look so pale. Let us wipe it for you. Go and have a rest."
Chen Hesong smiled at them sheepishly: "No, let's wipe it together."
"OK."
Zhu Qingchen smiled and said to the system: "Because he has good grades, everyone has to copy his homework."
"That makes sense." The system paused, "Did you do the same in ancient times?"
"Of course. But I was the one whose homework was copied. Li Yue was the one who copied my homework. In order to copy my homework, he brought me snacks every day."
Zhu Qingchen suddenly remembered some unhappy things, and his smile gradually disappeared.
"Once I injured my leg, but Li Yue wanted to copy my homework and insisted on carrying me to school. I could have played at home for three months. It was so annoying."
*
In the evening.
Chen Hesong, a day student, walked out of the school gate slowly with his schoolbag on his back and headed towards the bus stop.
If possible, he also hopes to stay in school and attend evening self-study classes with his boarding students.
But there was no way. He had applied for boarding school in his first year of high school, but unfortunately the application form was torn into pieces by He Yu before he could even finish filling it out.
He got on the bus and returned home.
Uncle He was out socializing and didn't come back.
Mother and He Yu were already having dinner. Mother was picking up some food for He Yu and asking him to eat more with a smile. But when she saw Chen Hesong coming back, her face immediately darkened.
"Where did you go to play this afternoon? Xiaoyu said he saw you go into school, and the teacher even called me."
He Yu tilted his head and looked at him with his usual expression.
Chen Hesong could only vaguely repeat his mother's words: "Well, playing outside."
"Why don't you wash your hands and eat?"
"knew."
Chen Hesong put down his schoolbag, washed his hands, sat down at the dining table, carefully picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and only ate the dish in front of him.
He Yu just didn't want to let him go. He looked at Chen Hesong and asked, "Brother, do you have class today?"
"No." Chen Hesong subconsciously put down his bowl and chopsticks and answered him, "Today is the spring cleaning."
"So, will there be class tomorrow?"
"Probably not. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are both placement tests."
"I see." He Yu smiled at him, "Brother is so good, he must be the first again, right?"
"I don't know either."
Chen Hesong's fear of him had long been deeply rooted in his bones.
He Yu seemed to enjoy the fun of "the cat playing with the mouse".
Finally, he said, "I also hope that school will start soon, so that I can go to school with my brother. Haozi and Yanjing also want to meet my brother."
Chen's mother smiled and said, "Is it Xiaoyu's friend? It's great that Xiaoyu is willing to play with Hesong."
She didn't notice that Chen Hesong had his hands clenched under the dining table.
That’s right, these people are He Yu’s friends, but they are not his friends.
On the contrary, these people have been bullying him.
*
Seven o'clock in the evening.
After eating dinner in the school cafeteria, Zhu Qingchen returned to the classroom to supervise the evening study.
The students who lived in the dormitory and those who lived nearby were reviewing their lessons downstairs. Zhu Qingchen sat in front of the podium, carefully reading the "Student Handbook" he had asked Teacher Gao for.
Zhu Qingchen held a red pen and underlined the key points.
I. Basic Code of Conduct
【2. Respect teachers, care about classmates, don’t fight or swear. 】
【……】
[13. Once campus bullying is verified, the offender will be given a serious warning. If the case causes serious consequences, the police will be notified.]
【3. Dormitory Student Management】
【1. The school's accommodation facilities are limited, and students with special family circumstances will be given priority in applying. 】
【2. Due to changes in family circumstances, in principle, we will ask students for accommodation opinions again at the beginning of each semester. 】
【3. Dormitories are randomly assigned. You are not allowed to form cliques or interfere with others’ freedom. 】
Zhu Qingchen supported his head and pointed at these lines with the tip of his pen.
He wants to solve problems such as campus bullying and accommodation difficulties one by one.
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