Chapter 19 Chapter 19 - What if he is an alien? ...
Teacher Mo...something's wrong.
Li Zhuo held his cheek with his hand, and the tip of his pen unconsciously poked the draft book.
The weather has been getting hotter day by day lately. Sometimes, even if he does nothing, he will sweat unknowingly just sitting there. Whenever this happens, he can't help but think:
Why is Mr. Mo still wearing long sleeves and long pants? Doesn't he feel the heat? I don't think I've ever seen him sweat.
This is one of them.
Last time, when it was time to change seats in class, Li Zhuo was moved to a window-side seat where it was a bit sunny in the morning, but was moved back in the afternoon.
In the past, many students asked the school to install air conditioners in the dormitories every year, but the school turned a deaf ear every year. Only this year, not only did the school listen, but it also responded so quickly!
It was said that an unknown kind-hearted person donated it to the school for free? What a coincidence!
Including the school's psychological counseling room, which other students described as a mere decoration to get things done, and the psychology teacher had never been seen. The current one was similar, or was it only open to Li Zhuo?
If you follow Li Zhuo to the new consultation room, you'll find the door is open, and Teacher Mo is most likely sitting inside. If you follow other students, they'll always see a closed door.
Many students have tried this. It’s just like in a game where you can’t enter a certain copy without meeting the triggering conditions.
One more thing…
Li Zhuo remembered that two weeks ago, during his spare time, he tripped over a flower bed at school. The next day, the flower bed was quietly removed...
Once, Mo Liang mentioned his past in Pingshan Village. Li Zhuo speculated that he might have searched for the episode of the family search program in which he was the protagonist. Otherwise, why would he ask the question "Was he very mean to you?"
"Actually, my adoptive father is the man who bought me. He wasn't that nice to me, nor was he that bad. He was just an ordinary person..."
Li Zhuo is telling the truth.
Yang Duyan certainly wasn't so good to him as to pamper him, but he wasn't so bad as to beat and insult him all day long either. The environment was like that, the conditions were like that...
Li Zhuo calmly recalled:
"I remember that when he was in a good mood, he would hold me in his arms and watch the moon in the yard..."
"When he was still able to work, he would bring me some candies when he came back from the market. The kind wrapped in transparent laser paper, fruit-flavored..."
"It's so sweet that it's a bit cloying. I always brew it with hot water to neutralize the sweetness and keep it sippable for a long time."
"You asked me if I was okay. Actually, now that I think about it, I'm okay. I've already forgotten about it."
He explained it seriously, but Teacher Mo still looked at him with a strange look that he couldn't describe, with a strong sense of guilt and self-blame that was almost overflowing.
"I should have come earlier..."
"You wouldn't have to suffer so much..."
"Does your hand still hurt?"
"let me see…"
He kept apologizing to Li Zhuo. It was obviously nothing to do with him, but he felt that it was his fault.
Summer vacation was approaching, and Li Zhuo tentatively sent a text message to his biological father.
The content is roughly divided into two parts. The first half reports that his performance in the last monthly exam improved from around 30th to 15th in the class. The second half hints that he's on summer vacation, hoping to see if he'll ask him to go back to Hai City...
This text message fell on deaf ears.
He was indeed depressed for two or three days at first, but then he thought that maybe his father was just too busy. After all, he was the chairman of such a large group, and he was very busy even when he was at home.
So Li Zhuo never thought about it again, but Teacher Mo still seemed to be brooding over it. He seemed to care more about the contempt he suffered than he did?
From time to time, he would ask indirectly about his thoughts on the Li family and the Li family's assets, as well as what his wishes were...
Teacher Mo said in a contemptuous tone that it was no big deal to throw away the Li family's things, but those were originally his things, and they were taken away. Did he want to take them back?
"But I haven't managed so many companies." Li Zhuo corrected him seriously, "It's that they are not mine, they belong to my father. It's his business whoever he gives it to..."
“………”
Teacher Mo was silent for a long time at that time, and later I could always see him staring at me with a very complicated and indescribable look.
Isn’t that weird?
Of course, Li Zhuo thought carefully that Teacher Mo’s recent abnormal mood might not be due to him, but could be due to something else.
Didn't Teacher Mo mention before that he had a child who died unexpectedly? Maybe it was because of that child?
People should not be too self-indulgent.
As for the kindness he showed me, I probably just treated him as a substitute, like seeing something that reminds me of someone?
Teacher Mo always comforted him with a gentle tone, but what about him? Books say that it's difficult for doctors to heal themselves, and I think there's some truth to that.
But…but…
“…”
The problems in life are indeed more complex and varied than those in textbooks, and much more difficult to solve.
Li Zhuo wasted the entire break time, but only poked a dense patch of black dots on the draft paper, and still didn't figure out the problem.
He felt like he had the answer, but it didn't seem to be the real answer.
Or perhaps the correct answer had already flown past his eyes countless times, but he himself did not reach out to grab it.
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The days flowed by peacefully like a trickle of water. With only two weeks left until summer vacation, the schedule was visibly tightening.
This Sunday evening study session was unusual for the class teacher, not the homeroom teacher. Instead, the English teacher was the most popular among the students.
Sure enough, after finishing the class, he began to tell his own story, and in the last ten minutes he allowed the students to discuss freely and recite words to each other.
The classroom suddenly became a noisy vegetable market.
Li Zhuo carefully checked the words he had written incorrectly, while Deng Yuliang chatted with the person sitting in front of him about all sorts of things.
He still didn't participate, but the thoughts racing in his head couldn't stop, perhaps because of the keywords about aliens in the movie that came out during the discussion with his classmates.
Li Zhuo suddenly grasped this point.
——What if he is an alien?
This sounds incredible.
Generally speaking, most people's impression of aliens comes from the green-skinned men invading the earth with bared fangs and claws in science fiction movies or the Grim Reaper in horror and supernatural stories...
Compared to these, Teacher Mo was at most a little elusive, and at most... was a little nicer to him, but that wasn't enough no matter how you looked at it, right?
But…
The chirping in my ears still didn't stop.
Suddenly, Li Zhuo heard footsteps. He quickly lowered his head and flipped open a page in the textbook, reciting the words while quickly reminding:
"Teacher, look here."
Soon, the footsteps became more and more obvious.
The gossips died down immediately, and when the English teacher came over on patrol, all we could hear was the sound of people reciting words and texts...
This incident was like an ordinary stone dropped into a fast-flowing stream and quickly disappeared.
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【What's this? 】
Mo Liang was checking the summary records of Li Zhuo for the past month sent to him by the system.
It contains not only basic information such as his height and weight, but also his daily diet, sleep patterns, backed-up micro-expressions, and every hair that falls...
For a more intuitive display, the densely packed data is also made into visual arcs.
Looking at the lines of different colors that were tending to be stable, Mo Liang was in a very good mood, and soon he noticed a very light gray line at the bottom.
Why is this line descending?
[This line records the number of times the target has expressed curiosity about the host's personal issues and inquired about them since activation...]
[The peak was in the first month, and it gradually decreased in the second month. In the last month, it has completely disappeared...]
As for why there is no...
The system froze for two seconds before finally reaching a conclusion.
[Maybe it's because you, the host, are becoming more and more proficient in playing human roles? ]
After hearing this, Mo Liang realized that it had indeed been a long time since he heard Li Zhuo ask about his past.
It has been a long time since I heard questions like where he was from, what he was like when he was studying, why he chose to come to Experimental Middle School, what children were like in the past, where he usually went during holidays, etc.
But maybe, as the system said, it’s because he is becoming more and more experienced in playing human beings?
At first, he couldn't even breathe, wouldn't even blink for a whole day without eating or drinking. Later, he improved a lot, could simulate breathing, blink regularly, stopped eating bones, and stopped exerting excessive bite force...
He himself felt that he was becoming more and more like an orthodox primitive human, which made him feel very good and he was one step closer to having a child!
Mo Liang quickly put this question behind him and carefully checked the schedule for the summer camp. In addition to several popular scenic spots, he focused on the personnel list and the food arrangements for each meal.
Is it necessary for him to make friends?
【certainly…】
The mission has now entered the second stage. The previous stage was to take good care of his body, and this stage requires him to no longer be so afraid of socializing and come out of the shadows.
The system introduction says that many branch tasks are actually based on the obsession of the task target. Some care more about career, some care about revenge, and some care about family, friendship and love. The purposes are different and the emphasis is also different.
After layers of screening by the system and Mo Liang, the upcoming summer camp was selected from many plans.
When I told Li Zhuo about this, he was sitting cross-legged on a furry mat with a test paper in his hand, the air conditioner on, his head buried in the coffee table, doing the questions seriously.
He was not very surprised by the news that Mo Liang had signed up for summer camp, and continued to work on the problems on the draft paper.
"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Mr. Mo."
He answered like this.
When their children's performance does not match the system's predictions, concerned parents can't help but start to worry.
Does he like it or not?
The system immediately began analyzing his micro-expressions and concluded that he was seriously solving the problem.
[Should be... like it? 】
【That's good. 】
The system was scanning every micro-expression of Li Zhuo, and Mo Liang was naturally observing his own child. Or rather, it was not observation, but a gaze full of love and affection.
His eyes meticulously traced every tiny hair on the boy's face, every dark or light mole, every rise and fall of his breath and the flow of air...
This descendant from a distant era of pollution had no idea what such a gaze meant to primitive humans; he only knew that it was his child.
He wanted to stare at him endlessly, doing nothing but letting his image reside forever in his retina.
During this semester, Li Zhuo grew taller, his sunken cheeks became plump, and his body became straighter...
He has thin, rosy lips, handsome eyebrows, and dark eye sockets. When he is at a loss, he has the ignorance unique to teenagers, and when he is silent and dazed, he seems particularly indifferent.
In addition, he had just gotten a new haircut, cutting off the bangs that previously blocked his vision, revealing his full forehead and sharp eyebrows. The number of people secretly looking back on the street increased sharply.
In short, the previously wilted and listless cabbage was carefully watered by the caregiver, and the shriveled leaves absorbed water and grew into a juicy cabbage!
The system said that the mission target is in the growth stage, and as long as sufficient nutrition is provided, everything is normal.
Mo Liang turned a deaf ear to this and just silently adjusted his breathing frequency to be the same as Li Zhuo's. With each breath, the two gradually merged into one.
"My child is breathing..."
"like…"
"I love it..."
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