Chapter 107 24-Hour Teacher (10)
Bai Ye had studied He Baixuan's personal information in detail before and did not find anything wrong with it.
He even thought it was a good move that the other parents, based on their child's interests, allowed him to develop his talents and advance ahead of his peers in robotics research.
Isn't this to reduce the academic pressure on children?
Moreover, He Baixuan's parents are considered to be among the more low-key members of the parent committee group.
"How could this child have such terrifying dreams of death?" Bai Ye couldn't understand.
Bai Jin recalled some memories, "Dad, I remember when I was in third grade, He Baixuan's dad slapped him."
"What happened?"
“I remember that day He Boxuan went on stage to receive the award. He won first place in the provincial competition. It was the start of the school year, and his father, as a parent, went on stage to give a speech. But backstage, his father hit him and slapped him to the ground.”
A third-grade child, who weighs at least 50 pounds, was slapped to the ground.
One can imagine how much force the other party used.
Even if parents do resort to physical punishment, it's usually just minor squabbles. A hard slap might be given, and the worst might result in a swollen face.
"Did his father have a grudge against him? Why did he slap him so hard? By the way, were there any other people backstage at the time?"
"No, I just happened to see it while I was passing by. Neither of them noticed that I was watching."
Bai Jin even recalled the conversation between the father and son: "He Baixuan didn't want to continue researching robots, let alone learn programming, but his father warned him that if he didn't learn, he would die."
Bai Ye frowned as he listened. What kind of father would speak to his child in such a tone?
The fact that Bai Jin used the word "warning" suggests that the atmosphere of the conversation at that time was probably indescribable.
"So Dad, He Baixuan must be powerless to resist, unable to escape his predicament, and really wants to die. He must have been planning this for a long time."
Bai Ye agreed, "Xiao Bai, if he actively sought death, that's different from Li Xiaoman being bewitched, and it might be very difficult to save him."
Do your best.
This is what Bai Ye told himself: he was just a teacher, not a savior.
While the father and daughter were talking, the alarm clock rang five more times, and He Baixuan, who was answering questions alone in the examination room, was already covered in sweat.
Bai Ye sensed something was wrong, so he quietly walked over and stood behind her to observe.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that this exam paper was not for academic subjects. It was a theoretical exam paper related to robot programming and robot manufacturing.
Bai Ye doesn't understand programming, but he can understand the physics concepts in the test paper; even the simplest ones are at the high school level.
"this……"
Asking a sixth-grade elementary school student to answer a test paper with high school level knowledge?
Perhaps the overall exam paper should be at the university level.
"Dad, is this test paper difficult?" Bai Jin couldn't help but ask when she saw Bai Ye's expression change several times.
Bai Ye nodded, thought for a moment and said, "Anyway, I couldn't have done it in college. If I had studied a related major, I should have been able to get around 70 points."
He Baixuan's exam paper was special; once he finished answering the questions on the paper, it would be graded on the spot.
If a mistake is made, the entire problem will turn into thick blood. The liquid drips down, directly staining He Baixuan's white shirt red.
Once this question disappears, another similar question will immediately appear on the exam paper.
The main point is that you must answer all the questions correctly.
Half an hour into the exam, the pressing pressure of the alarm clock and the bizarre nature of the questions made the twelve-year-old elementary school student feel extremely anxious.
He Boxuan's shirt was completely soaked with sweat.
Even so, the child still couldn't put down his pen.
Bai Ye couldn't stand it anymore, so he went over and patted the student on the shoulder, "He Baixuan, stop answering questions, there's no need to force yourself like this."
Dreams belong to the individual, and all pressure is self-imposed.
Bai Ye never expected that the class monitor of Class 601, who appeared calm, cheerful, and generous at school, was actually so twisted inside.
But then I thought about it again and found it ridiculous that I had used the word "steady" to describe a child.
Should good students, especially outstanding students, be expected to have such expectations?
“He Boxuan, you don’t have to complete this exam. Your life has just begun, and you actually have many choices.”
Something occurred to Bai Ye, and she couldn't help but ask, "You don't like robots, right?"
He paused in his answer, slowly raised his head, and finally looked at the teacher standing behind him.
"Teacher Bai, liking someone is useless."
Why? Because interest is the best teacher.
"Liking something is the most useless thing; it's not being able to challenge your parents' power, it's not being able to establish yourself in society."
He Boxuan lowered his head and continued answering questions, but did not stop talking. "I like philosophy. My dad says I'm fanciful and only a fool would believe in philosophy. I tried to search for philosophy-related jobs and found very few. Society doesn't need philosophy."
“He Baixuan…”
“I told my dad that I could take out a loan to go to school myself and that I didn’t need any help from home. He slapped me and said I was crazy. He laughed at my ignorance and called me stupid.”
“I told him I could study hard and read the books I liked in my spare time, but he burned all the books I liked. There wasn’t a single one I liked on the bookshelf.”
"I have a whole wall of honors, and every single one of them is something I don't like. It's ridiculous that I can win awards for things I don't like, and I can excel at them. But the more awards I win, the more I want to destroy them. I want to die with these honors—what a beautiful symphony of life!"
After hearing what the student said, Bai Ye's first reaction was that this child might really be suited to study philosophy.
But the next second, he quickly came to his senses and realized he couldn't study philosophy anymore; the difference between genius and madness is just a thought away.
"Dad, the alarm clock is almost out," Bai Jin reminded him.
Bai Ye turned his head and saw something strange! Someone had made a move.
We had only been chatting for two minutes when twenty alarms suddenly disappeared.
"There are ten minutes left. Judging from [Weird]'s track record, it should only take two or three minutes. Xiao Bai, can you find a way to get into He Baixuan's mind?"
"What?"
"Go to the deepest part of his dreams, and we'll try to alter his memories."
Bai Jin was immediately excited; it was time to show his true strength.
Bai Ye had only heard of this kind of operation before; it was mentioned in a post by an unknown person on a strange forum.
But you only realize how difficult it is when you actually do it yourself.
Even if Bai Jin is in charge, someone with Bai Ye's level of ability simply cannot penetrate the depths of another person's memories.
In other words, Baiye's stamina is insufficient.
“Dad, you might not be a top student, so you can’t form a common magnetic field with He Baixuan,” Bai Jin said cruelly.
Bai Ye: "..." I know I'm just an ordinary person.
"Xiaobai, can you go in by yourself?" Bai Ye pinned his hopes on his daughter.
Bai Jin laughed out loud, "Dad, are you kidding me? From first to sixth grade, I never scored higher than 80 in my studies."
Yes, Bai Ye remembered Zhang Xiao's historical grades, which were always mediocre.
I initially thought the child was hiding their true abilities, but now it seems they are genuinely inept.
"What should we do? He Boxuan is too tenacious. He's working on the last question so hard that his shirt is almost soaked with blood."
The third-to-last alarm clock had already evolved into a kitchen knife. Bai Ye dared not imagine whether the last alarm clock would turn into a chainsaw.
"Dad, we can ask someone for help. Do you know any other human players?"
"Huh?" This was the first time Bai Ye had ever heard of such a thing.
Bai Jin explained, "I can open a spatial rift, and Dad can go find other human players and let them enter the depths of He Baixuan's memories... If we manage to save him, we can just give him (her) the money we earned."
Bai Ye thought about the items he had drawn: he had three unlimited communication cards and a connection to the convenience store.
So he asked Bai Jin if it could be used directly.
After hearing the description, Bai Jin said confidently, "Okay, Dad. Then I don't need to do it myself. You can go back to your dungeon lobby and I'll use the communication card to contact the other players for you."
Bai Ye's first choice was Kong Yuehan. Firstly, she was an academic superstar with a calm and collected personality, never panicking in the face of adversity. Secondly, Kong Yuehan was a second-highest level player, giving Bai Ye a greater chance of winning against her in this dungeon.
Bai Ye immediately tapped the screen and selected to use the [Unlimited Communication Card] and [Convenience Store Connection Channel].
Bai Jin guided them from outside the dream world, and soon opened a passage in the examination room.
Bai Ye ran straight through the passage until she reached the school's small shop, a tiny, old store with a sign that read "Rebirth Shop".
"Um?"
Bai Ye looked at the words "rebirth" and muttered to himself. When he went inside and saw the shop owner, he was dumbfounded.
He remembered this person. In the first instance, when he delivered fried rice to Chentou Alley, he took the little girl to the village store at the entrance... It was this store!
"Boss, do you remember me?" Bai Ye strode forward, leaned over the counter, and waved.
The middle-aged boss woke up from his chair, flipped open the newspaper, turned his head, and said lazily, "Ten thousand for the candy, no bargaining."
"What kind of candy is so expensive?" Bai Ye couldn't help but ask.
The shop owner casually pointed, and Bai Ye looked over and saw a brightly colored lollipop placed in the corner of the counter.
He recognized the candy; he had just earned some money and had spent a hundred to buy it for the little girl.
"Rebirth Candy, born from death, uniquely mysterious, and only available at this store."
The shop owner smiled as he spoke, "The first candy costs one hundred, the second ten thousand, the third one one million, and so on."
Bai Ye couldn't help but gasp. This candy actually had this kind of power?
etc!
Then haven't I already wasted an opportunity?
Immediately, Bai Ye was filled with remorse, almost to the point of beating his chest and stamping his feet in regret.
"It would have been better to leave the edible ones to Xiaobai; they're worth ten thousand each now."
"Buy it or not? If you don't want to, get lost."
"Buy it? It's just ten thousand, I've got the money."
Bai Ye happily bought the candy, and then asked the shop owner about the passage.
The shop owner looked at him like he was an idiot and said, "You're already in the convenience store, where else do you want to go?"
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Bai Ye snapped out of his daze, stunned. "B-Boss, you mean this little shop is the eerie little shop?"
With a casual wave of his hand, the shop owner turned the shop around, and soon the layout on the other side appeared. What else could it be but a strangely dilapidated little shop?
"I see. That's why the convenience store has a different style, half outside the instance and half inside the instance?"
Shop owner: "Business is tough, so we have to make money from both ends."
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