Real warrior
Every meal time is always the busiest time on campus.
Rong Yu waited patiently in the classroom for a while, until the teaching building was empty, then he wrapped himself tightly and walked towards the dormitory against the crowd.
The dormitory is close to the cafeteria. Compared with the cafeteria full of laughter, the quiet dormitory is like Rong Yu walking in the school, which seems a bit out of place at this moment.
As the only boarding student in the smallest class in the grade, Rong Yu now lives with other boarding students from other classes in a large dormitory on the fourth floor. There are eight people in the dormitory, and like Rong Yu, they are all surplus students from various classes.
When he first moved into this dormitory, Rong Yu was quite nervous. Because of family reasons and his autistic personality since childhood, Rong Yu was not good at getting along with his peers. Fortunately, because he grew up in an orphanage, although he was not able to adapt, he was good at living independently and knew how to survive in a group.
——Anyway, the most important thing in high school is studying. I spent most of my time in the classroom and only slept when I returned to the dormitory. As long as I reduce my presence, talk less, make fewer mistakes, and avoid conflicts with roommates, the three years will not be too difficult.
At first he thought so, but he never expected that the atmosphere in this patchwork dormitory would be unexpectedly harmonious. There were no quarrels, they were considerate, they knew how to tolerate Yu's autism, but they did not exclude him, instead they took the initiative to integrate him into the dormitory.
After a year, Rong Yu gradually relaxed from his initial vigilance and became willing to actively participate in the activities in the dormitory.
For him, who had just been assigned to a class and had not yet started his time-travelling journey, the seven roommates were closer to him and more trustworthy than the students in Class 9.
Unfortunately, an insurmountable barrier of "time travel" eventually emerged between them.
Rong Yu never wanted to recall the past in Parnaki. Like Yu Zhi, he was one of the few people in the class who had experienced unimaginable pain. Although this experience eventually made him successful, it also became a nightmare that he had not been able to let go of for five hundred years.
If it weren't for Teacher Rui, he might have distanced himself from his classmates and not contacted anyone.
Thinking of Rui Hang, Rong Yu's eyes softened a little. No one understood the significance of everything Rui Hang did better than him. Although the students in the class eventually became well-known figures, not everyone's journey through time was smooth sailing. Even if they could not be described as "inhumane" like him and Yu Zhi, they all had their own difficulties.
At that time, they gave up the fantasies of their middle school years, and were confused about the future and afraid of the unfamiliar environment. Perhaps due to the changes in their blood and the surge in strength, their self-confidence had swelled, their humanity had declined, and they were unwilling to contact other classmates who were also from Earth, and were skeptical of everything around them.
Teacher Rui suppressed some of the over-inflated students by force, and used her identity as a "teacher" to restrain their gradually loosened values and pull back their humanity. At the same time, she constantly coordinated the relationship between students, and insisted on choosing "class" instead of "organization" as a carrier, so that they always remembered their identities as traversers and classmates. She also pulled the students who were good at magic and technology research in the class to work out the innovative magic that they later nicknamed "Q Bao", which enabled them to "connect" and chat in real time by engraving magic circuits in their spirit bodies and connecting with the sea of consciousness. She also accepted Bai Luo's proposal to hold a class meeting every week using the sea of consciousness, imitating an organization called "Tarot Club" in a novel on Earth, to share information with each other and increase ties.
It can be said that the unity of Class 9 today is inseparable from the efforts of Teacher Rui. It is precisely because of these factors that Rong Yu completely let down his guard and let the students of Class 9 and Rui Hang be ranked alongside the director of the orphanage and his mother in his heart, becoming the only two "family members" he recognized.
Unfortunately, he could no longer regain the intimacy with his roommates.
Even though his roommates had obviously never changed, and to them, they had only been separated from him for one day, Rongyu could no longer easily overcome the fear in his heart and get along with them with the same attitude as before.
Five hundred years is too long after all.
I have to explain it to them... No, I should apologize first.
Rong Yu thought to himself with remorse and looked at the familiar environment in the house, his mood became increasingly depressed.
It is said that Yu Zhi took the initiative to contact her art teacher, with whom she had a close relationship, on the first day after returning to Earth, and set about changing her own destiny. Other students did not stand still either, and while adapting to life on Earth, they were exploring the possibilities of the future.
Everyone has grown a lot, except him, who has regressed instead of progressed. He even pushed away the friendships that he once cherished so much.
It's so embarrassing, Rongyu, you can't do this.
Why can't you come out?
He scolded himself in his heart, but the more he forced himself, the more fearful and confused his eyes became.
If he couldn't return to Parnaki, what would his future be like? Would he live his life in a muddle by relying on his friends, or would he take exams, go to school, and work as planned?
Does he have the ability to adapt to this society?
Rong Yu lowered his head and looked at his palm, which had been opened at some point. The white fingers had distinct joints and looked a little thin, but they seemed to be stained with blood that could not be washed away.
He can do nothing but kill.
"Captain, what should I do..."
A slightly hot object suddenly pressed against her cheek, and a pleasant scent of cereals wafted out of the bag, pulling Rongyu back from her own world.
He stared blankly at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him. After a long while, he uttered a short "ah" and took a half step back in astonishment.
"You, how come..."
Why is the captain here? Didn't he hear what he just said to himself?
Zhou Xun was carrying a plastic bag, which seemed to contain two steamed buns. After being used to seeing Zhou Xun carrying a sword and holding a shield, Rong Yu felt that Zhou Xun, now wearing a school uniform and carrying steamed buns and tea eggs, was quite out of place.
Noticing Rong Yu's uneasiness, Zhou Xun did not continue the embarrassing topic. Instead, he smiled gently and handed the bun in his hand to him: "Aren't we moving to the dormitory? I guessed that you would come here at this time. Look, are you hungry? It's a pity that the canteen doesn't have anything light to eat for you. Just eat a few bites first, and after school, I'll secretly take you out for a midnight snack."
After that, he rubbed Rong Yu's head, as if he was comforting an uneasy black cat: "I have already explained it to your roommates, they all understand, don't feel any psychological pressure."
"..." Rong Yu looked down at the bun in his hand, but he did not cheer up because of Zhou Xun's comfort. After a long while, he said sullenly: "Captain, am I useless?"
He tightened his grip on the bag: "Everyone is moving forward, only me..."
"Don't say such self-defeating words." Zhou Xun's gentle and firm voice interrupted Rong Yu's depressed mood: "No one is qualified to make you still enthusiastically accept the whole world after going through those things."
"But..."
"People will always grow, it's just that your pace is slower than others. You are already very brave."
"I'm not brave at all." Rong Yu pursed his lips and shook his head, but the discouragement on his body was visibly relieved. He raised his head and looked up at the boy in front of him with a firm and admiring gaze: "The captain is brave."
After that, Rong Yu took a deep breath and said seriously, "Captain, you are such a good person!"
Zhou Xun: “…”
He patted Rong Yu's shoulder, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said nothing more. It was only when Rong Yu turned around and buried his head in cleaning that a hint of loneliness appeared in his eyes.
Brave...huh?
Zhou Xun chuckled in his heart and shook his head.
The people who need to take a step forward are not only Rongyu, but also him.
...
It's time for another evening study session.
As the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala and the Sports Meet were approaching, although some unpleasant things happened during the day (referring to Rui Hang), Rui Hang was still merciful enough to communicate with teachers of other subjects, exempted some students from homework, and cleared the evening study time for them to discuss freely.
"Compared to writing the script, I think there is something more important." Su Mingya, the monitor who was in charge of hosting the discussion, stood on the podium and said seriously, "What do you think about the costumes for the performance?"
"...We still need costumes?" Gao Shu, the lead actor, was stunned: "Does it need to be so formal?"
"The leaders will be watching, and this is related to the spirit of our class, so of course we must strive for excellence in everything." Ouwena said: "Since we are a Western fantasy magic remake, the costumes are still mainly in the European medieval style."
"I do have a suggestion." Bai Luo raised his hand: "How about Parnaki's costume?"
The classroom suddenly became quiet, and only Bai Luo could be heard talking: "It doesn't have to be too complicated. Just use the clothes that each of us wears every day and make a simple version based on memory. In addition to being used for performances, it can also be used at the opening ceremony of the sports meeting."
Bai Luo's suggestion was undoubtedly tempting, but Su Mingya was a little worried.
“Isn’t that a bit too ostentatious?”
The clothing style of Parnagi lies between the European Middle Ages and Western fantasy online games. It has both the gorgeousness and exaggeration of games and the complexity and restraint of the court. Later, because of the trendy culture they brought with them, they successfully triggered a new round of fashion revolution, and the style became more diversified. In fact, compared with the new political system and scientific inventions, these trendy ideas are the biggest impact they have on Parnagi, and they have subtly penetrated into every corner of the world.
There were many students who had the same concerns as Su Mingya. In response to their doubts, Bai Luo simply picked a video related to the high school sports meeting and played it on the touch screen in the classroom.
Cosplay, Qinghai shakes, meetings in heaven, cross-dressing girl group dances, and even Ultraman fighting against the Fairies Balala. The main theme is a dance of demons.
Compared with these strange things, their Parnaki costumes are rather ordinary.
"Times have changed." Su Mingya murmured.
"Class monitor, your thinking is too old-fashioned!" Bai Luo complained.
"Alas, my thinking is old-fashioned." Su Mingya did not deny it, but nodded: "I was a little worried that people would think our class was too immature."
"Does this kind of thing have to wait until the sports meet to be recognized?" Lin Yuan said quietly.
Class 9 students: “…”
The past was too painful to recall, so everyone silently passed over the topic and continued discussing the details of the clothing.
"The funds will be deducted from the class fee first, and if it's insufficient, Teacher Rui will make up for it." Su Mingya said, "Let Yaya and Jiajia take care of this matter."
Zhao Yaya and Zhang Jiajia were named. One was the secretary of the Youth League branch who was in charge of the finances of Class 9, and the other was the art class representative who was good at fashion design and had made a good living in Parnaki. No one was more suitable than them. The two of them had no objection and nodded and took the job readily.
"The props will be handled by someone other than the main actors. Jingshu will leave the purchasing to you." Su Mingya continued to make arrangements: "The script will still be arranged as before, and Chen Qiting and Lin Yuan will be in charge. Lin Yuan, what does your brother say?"
Lin Yuan sat in the audience and made an OK gesture.
As the only person in the class with connections in the entertainment industry, they felt reassured that there were people in the industry willing to guide them, even if their scripts were seriously changed.
"Then the entrance to the opening ceremony of the sports meet, Bai Luo and Zhou Xun, will be left to you."
Although Bai Luo likes to slack off, he doesn't refuse this kind of thing. After he agreed, he suddenly said with some regret: "If the magic power is still there, then our class will definitely be the coolest in the whole field." As he said that, he couldn't help but fantasize: "The moment we appeared on the stage, the sky and the earth changed, the wind and clouds surged, and we fell from the sky under the hands of Parnaki, kneeling on one knee in front of us: the three-year period has come, welcome the return of the 'Dragon King'."
Song Mingzhe: “…”
“Hahaha, that’s too childish!” Lin Yuan laughed out loud at Bai Luo’s imagination: “I won’t do that, it’s too embarrassing.”
"You're right, after all, anything is possible in the future." Gao Shu, who hated being in the spotlight the most, complained.
Lin Yuan: “…”
Class 9 students: “…”
Twenty-three pairs of eyes fell on Shen Qiting at the same time, their gazes burning with expectation and earnestness: “This kind of thing will never happen, right?!”
Shen Qiting pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose: "Who can tell the truth about this kind of thing?"
Class 9 students: “…”
Suddenly I wanted to shout that sentence again.
——Don’t do that kind of thing!
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