Chapter 68: Chicken Baby Death Involution 10
Jian Busian randomly drew a lot from the lottery box.
"Group 004" was written on the wooden pole.
After all the players have finished drawing lots, the class teacher will start reading out the group names in order and ask the players who have drawn the corresponding group numbers to come together.
The head teacher quickly called out the name of Group 004, and Jian Busian followed the instructions and came to the gathering place of Group 004.
When he saw his two team members, he couldn't help but be stunned, - they were both members of the Star Hunter Alliance?
One is Bai Yue, and the other is the old man who volunteered to sacrifice himself in the classroom.
Jian Bumian had an impression of this old man. They met in a Hong Kong-style replica from the 1990s.
The replica has a very retro feel, with an old-fashioned open-air cinema, a slot machine arcade, large mansions, and streets full of girls with wavy hair.
Moreover, all the players who entered that copy were elderly people over 60 years old.
Because the physical fitness of the elderly is so limited, in this copy, only two or three players survived with the rescue of Jian Bumian.
When Bai Yue saw Jian Bumian and Mianmian, a look of surprise flashed across his face, but he quickly regained his composure.
The old man was a little flustered, and said in an unnatural trembling voice: "My name is Lao Li."
Jane Bumian: "I remember you."
Jian Bushian, Bai Yue, Lao Li, and their children sat around a large round table.
All the players were divided into groups of three to six people like them, with a total of about twenty groups.
Some players are lucky and are assigned to teams that are all young people with normal IQs. The children they bring seem to be well-behaved and have no major problems.
But a small number of players are unlucky.
For example, the group led by Jian Busian.
The audience in the live broadcast room became nervous.
[I feel that this group of Mianmian has gathered all the old, weak, sick and disabled people. ]
[I hope it's not a physical competition... If one of these three people fails, everyone will be wiped out. ]
【Ahh, this activity is so suffocating. 】
Soon, the Children's Day activities began.
Salutes rang out, streamers fell to the ground, and cheerful children's songs came from the kindergarten radio.
But to every player's ears, it undoubtedly sounded like the bell of death.
After a while, a teacher came with a stack of papers similar to test papers and handed them to each player.
【Children's Day activities: interesting recitation competition. 】
[Recite the excerpt from the classical Chinese article "Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi"]
[Competition rules: The first ten groups that recite the fastest in front of the teacher will win, and the other groups will be eliminated.
In the recitation group, every child must be able to recite. If one child cannot recite, the whole group will be eliminated. 】
“…………”
When Bai Yue saw the rules of the game, he couldn't help but curse.
"Funny fucking recitation contest."
Jian Bushian remained silent. As soon as he saw the rules of the competition, he knew that this copy had started to screen people.
Jian Busian took a look at the classical Chinese passage and said, "It's not long, just a few hundred words. Let's work hard together."
But the description of "not long" is for players. For a three-year-old child who can't even recognize all the characters, a classical Chinese text of a few hundred words may seem like a book of incomprehensible nature.
Bai Yue’s children can’t even be seen.
Xiao Baiyue took off the black cloth, revealing his gray eyes.
He held the paper printed with classical Chinese in his little hands, opened his eyes wide, and tried hard to see the words clearly.
But no matter how he struggled, he could only see a gray haze.
Bai Yue couldn't stand it anymore, so he said to Xiao Bai Yue: "Come here, I'll read it to you, you take your time to remember it, don't worry, this is just a small activity."
Bai Yue took Xiao Bai Yue to a quiet corner under a tree and started reciting classical Chinese.
On Jian Bumian's side, only the old man and he were left.
Mianmian stood obediently beside Jian Bumian. He tugged at the corner of Jian Bumian's clothes, tilted his head, and whispered:
"Brother, can you teach me to recite quickly? I'm afraid that other children will have finished reciting and I still don't understand..."
Miami can understand the rules of Children's Day activities.
Only ten teams can win.
He didn't want his brother to lose.
Jian Busian didn't notice Mianmian's muttering.
His attention was focused on the old man.
The old man's withered hands tightly grasped the classical Chinese paper, his brows deeply furrowed.
The old man’s children didn’t understand what memorizing meant and just squatted on the ground and caught crickets.
Jian Busian asked, "Old Li, can't you read?"
It is normal for an old man like Lao Li not to know how to read.
Lao Li's face turned pale, and he said hurriedly: "Yes..."
Even though other players’ children are naughty and ignorant, at least the players themselves are adults and can teach the children to recite.
But as a player, he can't even recognize words and is worse than a child.
It doesn’t matter if he can’t do it by himself, but if he can’t do it, it will drag down the entire team.
He lowered his old head and his hands, covered with brown spots, trembled uncontrollably.
Jian Busian sat next to him and called for Mianmian and his children to come over: "I will read this classical Chinese article to the children. Old Li, you listen too."
"good."
Jian Busian coughed lightly a few times and lowered his voice.
The boy's voice was clear and soft, and every word he read sounded like he was humming a song.
Soon, he read to the last paragraph.
"There is a loquat tree in the yard, which was planted by my wife the year she died. Now it has grown tall and majestic."
If it was only read once, no normal person would be able to memorize it, so Jian Bushian read it several more times.
Miami blinked and repeated the beginning haltingly.
Lao Li's lips trembled, and he tried to recite the beginning like Mi Mi.
If he could memorize it, he could teach it to his children and there would be no need to bother Jane Busian anymore.
He recited the first sentence: "Since I have this ambition, in five years, I will..."
In the end, he seemed to have swallowed a hard-boiled egg and was unable to recite the poem.
Old Li glanced at his child, and the veins on his forehead suddenly began to throb.
——His child didn’t even listen to Jian Bumian’s reading, and kept sitting on the ground playing with crickets!
Although he was indeed like this when he was a child, he got angry when he saw it. He raised his hand and slapped the little boy hard on the back of his head!
"I told you not to memorize the book! You little bastard!"
“Wow—”
The little boy was frightened by the sudden pain and rolled on the ground crying loudly.
Jian Bumian: "..."
Finally, Jian Bumian comforted the little boy, and the little boy barely stopped crying. He sat on the ground, hiccuping, and listened to Jian Bumian reciting classical Chinese.
Jian Bushian recited it many times in a row, and Mi Mi had almost memorized it, but the little boy still had confused eyes and stuttered out a few words.
It is indeed a difficult task to ask an illiterate child who grew up in an old-fashioned village to learn to recite classical Chinese in a short period of time.
Mr. Li became more and more anxious when he saw that his child could not recite the book.
If Mianmian can recite it, Bai Yue’s children will definitely be able to do it too.
He is the only one left in this group.
He could not forgive himself if he caused the group to fail to recite the book in the top ten and caused the group members to be eliminated.
Old Li bent over and looked tremblingly at the groups around him.
Five of the ten winning spots have already been taken.
The members of these five groups are all outside players, and none of them are members of the Star Hunter Alliance.
No matter what, this made Lao Li so anxious that he slapped his thigh.
He almost knelt down and begged his little boy.
"Oh, my little ancestor, you should be smarter and memorize it quickly!"
The little boy was frightened by his parents’ tone, his cheeks flushed, and he recited half-heartedly: "There is a loquat tree in the yard, the year my wife died, the year she died... woo woo woo, I don’t remember..."
Jian Bumian's mood is completely different from Lao Li's.
He knew that he couldn't be impatient when dealing with children, and that it was useless to be impatient.
He touched the little boy's hair, squatted down, and led him to read "Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi" several times.
Then, the little boy still didn't understand.
The little boy realized that he was lagging behind and started blinking his eyes as if he was about to cry again.
Old Li became even more anxious, but he could not read and could not teach his own child.
He couldn't help but take a look to see how many of the ten places were left.
The chalk word "five" originally written on the blackboard has now become "one".
Only one spot left!
The team that had won the game sat aside to rest, talking and laughing.
It is very strange that there is still no member of the Star Hunter Alliance among these team members.
Old Li didn't take this strange phenomenon to heart.
All he could think about was his own child not being able to memorize the book.
Xiaobai Yue and Mianmian have both finished memorizing the books.
If his children also memorize the book, they can immediately grab the last spot.
He is the only one missing.
He is the only one missing...
The old man was hunched over, his face was pale, and his body was shaking.
He walked forward slowly and interrupted Jian Bumian who was teaching his child: "Mr. Jian Bumian, I want to take my child to the bathroom."
"good."
People have three urgent needs, so Jian Busian agreed without thinking too much.
After Lao Li left, Jian Busian took a breath to moisten his slightly dry throat.
He did not forget to take a look at how many places were left to pass the customs.
…Only one group spot left.
Jian Bumian was not surprised. It had taken him four or five hours just to teach Lao Li's child.
After a while, Jian Bumian discovered something wrong.
...Why is there no member of the team that cleared the level who is a member of the Star Hunter Alliance?
Jane Busian frowned.
Bai Yue appeared behind him at some point and patted his shoulder.
Bai Yue: “I know why.”
Jane Bumian: “?”
Bai Yue sighed softly: "They all want you to survive, so they didn't let their children endorse you and automatically gave up this quota."
“…”
Jian Busian opened his eyes wide and remained silent for a long time.
He had never encountered such a situation.
He doesn't like others to sacrifice their lives for him.
Jian Bumian thought for a long time: "Let's take it one step at a time. ...By the way, where's Lao Li?"
Lao Li went to the bathroom and hasn't come back for half an hour.
Jian Busian had a bad feeling in his heart and said to Bai Yue, "Let's go and take a look."
Bai Yue: "Okay."
The bathroom of Little Talent Kindergarten is in a remote corner.
The bathroom is a very old-fashioned one, with a sink at the entrance. The sink is not a modern round basin, but a long one.
As Jian Busian approached the bathroom, he saw Lao Li buried his head in the long sink, not moving at all.
Bai Yue was the first to step forward and patted Lao Li on the shoulder. When the other party still did not move, he simply grabbed Lao Li by the collar and asked him to raise his face.
When Bai Yue saw Lao Li's face, his expression changed slightly.
"Old Li is dead."
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