Chapter 099 Acceptance (Part 3)
Teacher Wang brought over twelve silent high school students, seven boys and five girls, all with short hair, the boys with buzz cuts and the girls with watermelon cuts, wearing blue and white loose-fitting long-sleeved trousers.
Wang Mianmian grabbed a handful of melon seeds and whispered, "Xincheng High School still has school uniforms?!"
I have never seen the dormitory head and the little ghosts pass through here.
Yu Jiuye also lowered his voice and said, "How can there be a school without school uniforms? They must not wear them."
People like the dormitory heads and the little kids must have never taken the teachers and rules of this school seriously, so they don't wear them.
Wang Mianmian was eating melon seeds, pretending that she was watching the live broadcast attentively, but in fact her attention had secretly shifted to Teacher Wang and the twelve nerds under her command.
The physical education teacher said a few words to Teacher Wang, and then the group quietly dispersed and each took a seat on the wide rooftop.
The physical education teacher gave them some small oranges to eat.
Wang Mianmian felt that this scene was strangely warm.
On the big screen, Qin Mengmeng opened another door, revealing another little female ghost behind the door ready to go.
A nerdy ghost whispered, "Ah, I know her."
The other nerdy ghosts all looked at her silently.
So Wang Mianmian followed the crowd and turned his eyes away.
The nerdy kid said awkwardly, "We are from the same village."
Oh, so that's it. Wang Mianmian realized that she didn't seem to be used to being in the spotlight, so she turned her head and looked at the big screen silently.
Yu Jiuye and Hound sat next to Wang Mianmian, staring at the big screen and pretending to be deaf and dumb.
The children that Teacher Wang brought with her were very well-behaved, even a little too well-behaved, to the point of being shy. When Wang Mianmian thought of this, she suddenly felt a little sad. If she was still the gentle and beautiful big sister she used to be, how could she have scared these little high school students?
But now she has fallen to the level of a floor tile installer and is no longer beautiful. Once she puts on grey clothes and puts on a hat, her charm drops to zero.
Wang Mianmian ate a small orange sadly, then waved to the shy little nerds to come over and gave them snacks.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward at first.
It was just like the first time that every team that didn’t know each other had a meal together, no one knew each other.
But soon, the atmosphere slowly changed.
Time can change everything.
Even if you throw two people who hate each other into the same room, as long as they are both alive, there is always a possibility that they can become friends.
Even Yu Jiuye, who had a bad attitude towards Wang Mianmian half a month ago, now sees her every day. After working together for half a month, they have become friendly.
What's more, these nerdy kids are very docile by nature.
After about an hour or two, the atmosphere became noticeably heated up.
A little female ghost with a watermelon head was lying on the plastic basket between Wang Mianmian and Yu Jiuye, looking at Qin Mengmeng on the big screen with an envious look.
She asked, "Did she do all this? This anchor called Sister Meng?"
Wang Mianmian was watching the live broadcast while chewing chicken feet. Since she started helping Meng Jie in the live broadcast room, she has been working from morning to night every day. It cannot be said that there are no benefits.
The biggest benefit is that her appetite has improved a lot. She used to feel that she couldn't digest and gain weight after eating one or two bowls of rice a day, but now she still feels that her stomach is growling even after eating three bowls of rice a day.
The same goes for sleep quality, from tossing and turning to falling asleep as soon as I lie down.
…Although I guess I was just tired after running out of energy.
She said: "It's not all Mengjie's doing, I also made a contribution."
Then he pointed at Yu Jiuye and the hound and said, "Brother Dog and Brother Yu also worked and helped."
"But most of them were done by Sister Meng," said Wang Mianmian.
She was simply convinced by it.
"She basically does all the work here. She is a jack of all trades. She doesn't seem to work very hard, but she does the most work. Basically, one person can do the work of three of us."
The Hound and Yu Jiuye sat aside and did not refute.
"Wow!" The little watermelon-headed ghost girl exclaimed, "So powerful."
She looked at the big screen.
Qin Mengmeng on the big screen was walking in a dark corridor. Suddenly she stopped, opened a small door, and a warm light of light yellow shone through the door.
The gifts and tips from the audience kept coming in like water and never stopped.
The comments that kept popping up in the lower left corner of the screen were full of praise, appreciation, and support.
“I’m so envious…”
The little ghost girl with a watermelon head sighed.
The sound floated into the night, blended into the moonlight, and fell into Yu Jiuye's ears.
Yu Jiuye sneered and said, "What do you envy about her? Is everyone praising her? Or does she seem to be very popular?"
"That's what you did during the half month before you last saw her. It was - cough cough cough -"
Wang Mianmian was quick to pick up the small piece of bread from the snack basket and stuff it into his open mouth.
The hound tacitly put its arms around Yu Jiuye's neck, held him down and patted his back, making him speechless.
The little girl ghost with a watermelon head just kept staring at Qin Mengmeng on the big screen.
After a long pause, he whispered, "I envy her for still being alive."
Wang Mianmian suddenly didn't know what to do.
She looked around the rooftop blankly. There were many ghosts and a few people on the rooftop, but none of them could save her.
She looked at the hound, signaling with her eyes.
Come on, help the situation, Brother Gou.
The hound stuffed bread into Yu Jiuye's mouth and turned his head away without looking at her.
Wang Mianmian gritted his teeth and said, "Uh... this..."
How can a living person comfort a dead person?
At this moment, Wang Mianmian felt that all words were terribly empty.
Any words spoken at this moment would seem ridiculous.
She weakly picked up a small orange, handed it over timidly, and said, "Would you like some?"
Teacher Wang slowly floated over from not far away.
Because of the last battle with the dormitory head, her figure at this moment was like mist, scattered but not condensed, floating in the moonlight, almost completely blending into the moonlight.
She also looked at the big screen.
Qin Mengmeng on the screen walked towards the last room with firm steps and calm expression, just like she always did every time she was seen.
Teacher Wang said softly: "Children, do you remember there was a short poem in our Chinese textbook?"
"This is not on the test, but I have read it with you before."
On the rooftop under the moonlight, Wang Mianmian stared at her for a long time.
The seven men and five women, twelve nerdy kids, all looked at her.
Teacher Wang chanted: "Green cypress trees on the tomb, and rocks in the stream."
Wang Mianmian quickly understood, and when Teacher Wang continued to chant, she began to sing along.
“Life in this world is like a traveler on a long journey.”
…
Moonlight, night, and nineteen ancient poems.
Qin Mengmeng on the screen opened the last door and gave everyone a faint smile.
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