You are a primary school chicken, cluck, cluck~
After learning from the principal that Galaxy would face a life-or-death situation in five years, the students had to work harder and bury themselves in their studies.
I have never participated in any of the clubs or activities that I was once curious about.
The nine-school league in a week will be a chance to test the results of everyone's efforts.
"Tell me, which grade will the school assign me to compete in this league?"
Lu Lanting counted on his fingers.
For their first final exam, they took the exam together with the fourth grade students in the elementary department.
The dream world of Weimiantai at the beginning of school threw them in together with the graduating class.
They took the monthly exam in February together with the first grade students of the secondary school department.
Yan Ning wasn't quite sure about the competition format yet. She said, "It won't be lower than the first grade anyway. I heard from the monitor of the Angel class next door that this competition doesn't seem to be divided into different grades, and not everyone can participate."
Lu Lanting thought about it and felt that he had found a perfect analogy. "Something like the Essay Newspaper Cup Competition?"
"That should be about the same."
Yan Ning yawned, wondering whether it would be better to review spells during the evening study session, or to use the practice room for fighting, or even better to practice while sitting in his seat.
"Classmates, I have two pieces of good news. Do you want to hear tomorrow's good news first, or next week's good news first?"
Before anyone knew it, the head teacher appeared on the podium.
Xi Zhou was interrupted when he was reciting. His mind went blank for a few seconds before he looked up reluctantly.
There was no need to guess, the school was definitely up to something again. Every time they announced "good news", they had to suffer a little, without exception.
Is there any difference between listening to tomorrow's and listening to next week's?
Everyone knew this and no one supported the class teacher.
Jingyu had no choice but to pick up the pieces herself, announcing in a tone of anticipation and joy, "Tomorrow, the school is organizing a spring outing for our special class to relax. How about it?"
Xi Zhou pointed at himself, then at the classmates around him, his face full of questions: "Us? Spring outing?"
I've never heard that people who are busy saving the world have classes and spring outings.
"Yes." Jingyu waved his hand, and an old-fashioned history-themed amusement park appeared on the blackboard.
"Being too tense isn't good for cultivation. Let's go out and have some fun tomorrow, relax, and broaden our horizons. That would be great."
"Anyway, I heard that everyone's cultivation has more or less stagnated..."
Dear students:?
Can you describe the level of their progress in the past two months as stagnant? Do you have a clear conscience about that?
never mind.
Xi Zhou remained calm. They'd already said it was a notice, and whether they liked it or not couldn't change the outcome. Besides, could the school just let them have fun? They definitely had a backup plan!
"Then what is the other 'good news'?" Xi Zhou asked.
"Well."
Jingyu wrote a few big words on the blackboard: Nine Schools League.
"The Nine Schools League is about to begin. Each of the nine schools, including ours, will send one hundred students from each of the elementary, middle, and high school divisions to participate. Next week, we'll hold in-school auditions. Guess which division you'll be assigned to?"
First eliminate the elementary part.
Fu Linyuan thought for a moment and said arrogantly: "With our strength, I think the advanced department will be no problem!"
"I think it's still in the middle division," Xi Zhou said. "He was still playing first grade last month, so he can't jump that fast."
Jingyu nodded, acknowledging Xizhou's answer. With a bright smile, she encouraged everyone, "Be sure to prepare well after playing tomorrow. Don't even fail the school competition, or the teacher will be very sad."
This is the kind of news a school would give.
Yan Ning finally let go of his worries.
She thought that this league must be full of difficulties and dangers, so the school specially arranged a spring outing to reduce the mental torture.
Jing Yu: ...
In fact, it was just a normal spring outing. Why are there conspiracy theories?
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The next day, the students washed up early, dressed up, put on new clothes that they rarely wore, and waited to play.
Jingyu was very satisfied.
After all, we are all still young. Even if we say we dislike it, we are still looking forward to it in our hearts.
Once inside, everyone dispersed. Some went to see the performances, some to play the attractions, and even if you didn't want to play anything, just rolling around on the grass and looking at the blue sky and white clouds was pretty good.
Xi Zhou and Yan Ning walked into the mirror maze.
As the name suggests, the surroundings, including the ground and the sky, are mirrors, reflecting the appearance of the two of them.
But the person in the mirror does not imitate the real person's every move, but talks to himself.
The four fake Yan Nings said, "I heard that when you were in elementary school..."
The four fake Xi Zhou gave different answers.
“Being bullied.”
"A disease of worry."
"Stupid."
"Primary school kid."
Xi Zhou: "Can't you say something nice?"
Yan Ning: "That's right, he actually cursed me to death."
Xi Zhou: "Ah, did we hear different things?"
She was shocked, "Is it possible that we won't end up together?"
The dummies in the mirror maze were incredibly lifelike, and it was impossible to tell the distance between them. They, along with the real Yan Ning, said, "Perhaps. But what kind of maze is this life-choice question? If you answer it all the way to the end, won't you figure it out?"
Xi Zhou and the four fake Xi Zhous shook their heads at the same time. "I don't know. Let's take it one step at a time."
After deep thought and deep disgust for the other three options, Xi Zhou chose the fourth option without hesitation.
Even though it feels like I said nothing.
Coincidentally, Yan Ning also planned to take this path.
The two walked down the road hand in hand.
Xi Zhou raised his other hand and tentatively touched the mirror.
Although it was also cold, it didn't feel like touching a mirror, but more like touching a stream.
The person in the mirror naturally has no substance.
Through this mirror, there are still four mirrors.
"As a primary school kid, you cluck, cluck, cluck every day~"
"When the chef saw you, tears streamed down his face. It smells so good, so good!"
Xi Zhou suddenly had a thousand words stuck in his heart, especially the voice was exactly the same as Yan Ning's. He even felt that Yan Ning beside him was also speaking with his mouth open.
No, she was just talking.
Xi Zhou poked her sleeve and asked, "What were you saying just now?"
"I'm cursing this mirror." Yan Ning smiled. "The mirror said I've reached the BE death ending and told me to go back and start a new story."
"You didn't choose the option of dying, did you?"
Yan Ning said confidently, "I won't really die, so of course I have to try this unique option."
So, our Yan Ning went back dejectedly and reopened the business.
It just so happened that Xi Zhou didn't listen carefully to what the four options were, and was looking at the direction Yan Ning was going back, thinking about it.
That is also one of the options. What will happen if I go there?
She also ran back, and the four Yan Nings continued to make up stories for her.
"You are born extraordinary. Plucking a chicken feather is like plucking the emperor's seal. All the chefs follow your lead."
There was no real Yan Ning in this space, and Xi Zhou was a little disappointed.
This time she had no choice but to choose from a huge jade seal that fell from the sky and smashed down heavily.
Xi Zhou quickly cast a spell upwards, smashing the jade seal into pieces.
However, it suddenly closed, wrapped Xi Zhou inside, and went up to the sky together.
Xi Zhou stood steadily in front of the mirror, and the jade seal wrapped around her disappeared without a trace.
She was confused and ran in a random direction.
Unexpectedly, when he ran, the person in the mirror came out and held Xi Zhou's hand.
She is surrounded by 5 Yan Nings and 4 Xi Zhous.
Xi Zhou was overjoyed, "Oh, Yan Ning, we've actually reunited."
The five Yan Nings all smiled, "I didn't expect to meet like this."
Xi Zhou hesitated, "Which one is you?"
Everyone pointed at themselves and asked her which one was Xi Zhou.
Xi Zhou was confused. She patted her cheek and made a decision: "Forget it, it's not important. Just come out after the fun."
There's no way around it, this mirror maze is so realistic, even the movements are exactly the same, it's impossible to tell them apart.
As everyone pushed and shoved, they passed several mirrors, and suddenly a pair of Xi Zhou and Yan Ning stood in front of each mirror.
"Friends, go your separate ways!" they said, and each walked into the mirror.
Xi Zhou was also pulled in by Yan Ning who was beside her.
Feeling something was amiss, Xi Zhou couldn't help but ask, "Are you Yan Ning?"
"Of course! If I'm not Yan Ning, who else could it be?"
Xi Zhou was about to nod when he found thousands of Yan Nings in front of him.
Her legs went limp and she was helped up by Yan Ning and the others.
"Are you okay?" they asked worriedly.
Maybe something happened, Xi Zhou thought.
She rushed out of this space in a hurry, and all Yan Nings were left behind.
Instead, there was a large group of Xi Zhou.
To be honest, it doesn't feel very good to have a large group of people who are exactly like you hanging around in front of you.
Xi Zhou just felt hairy all over.
But this time, Yan Ning and others are no longer easy to fool, and they can't be shaken off like a dog-skin plaster.
And they don't surround you and talk to you. Instead, there are a bunch of Xi Zhou scattered in every space. Some are thinking about which mirror space to go to next, and some are tired and sit on the ground to rest.
In short, it's this feeling that's always there.
"Where's the historical playground you promised us? Why don't you spread some history instead of scaring people all the time?!"
Xi Zhou shared the same hatred and said, "That's right, it's so annoying."
As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that the person who had just complained was also "Xi Zhou", and turned away stiffly.
Xi Zhou approached Xi Zhou in surprise and asked, "Am I not Xi Zhou? Who are you? Why do you look so much like me than the other mirrors?"
Xi Zhou was also confused.
Xi Zhou came over and said, "You are all fake. I am the real Xi Zhou."
Xi Zhou almost believed that this was true, but suddenly he felt something was wrong.
The elements in the body seemed to be slowly dissipating, and even the temperature of the body surface was cooling down.
She quickly calmed down and checked herself, regaining full consciousness.
Xi Zhou thought, as expected, he was right, the school really had other plans.
She looked around, secretly blaming herself. It was because the world of Xinghe was too safe, making people completely unsuspecting, that she had fallen into their trap.
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