Chapter 70: Encouragement to Study
When Qin Mengmeng was in high school, she attended a school that was under a completely military management. From six in the morning to ten in the evening, every minute in between was fully scheduled.
The meal time is strictly controlled to twenty minutes each day, and the sleeping time is exactly eight hours.
I have half a day off every week to take a shower, and two days off every two weeks. When the college entrance examination is approaching, I don’t have a break for a whole month.
In addition, there are small tests every week and big tests every month, and the social status of students in the next period of time is determined based on the test results.
Looking back at the time after she left school and entered society, that period was so painful that it made people lose their memory.
At Xincheng High School, students finish school at 5pm every day, have two days off a week, and do not go to school on Saturdays and Sundays.
Compared to Qin Mengmeng's high school, Xincheng High School is really much more relaxed.
But Qin Mengmeng is not the kind of person who thinks that others have not suffered enough just because she has suffered. She cannot righteously accuse the dormitory head of being lazy and unwilling to endure the hardships of studying.
Learning is indeed a painful thing.
Especially when she entered college at that price, she found that choices determine fate. No matter how good your grades were in high school, the moment you choose your major determines your life or death. A civil engineering score of more than 600 is not as good as a computer score of more than 400.
Before the college entrance examination, everyone tells you that academic performance is everything. Until you take the college entrance examination and enter university, you will find that the road of life is long and painful, and full of pitfalls.
She lowered her head and thought about it.
She could actually tell Teacher Wang that it was all the fault of the internet celebrity economy, and join Teacher Wang in scolding the unscrupulous internet celebrities for corrupting students. She could also tell Teacher Wang that the dormitory head was young and ignorant, and didn't understand that academic qualifications were a big filter.
But in the end, she just said boredly: "The dead are dead... Teacher Wang, it is natural for the living to make progress, to struggle, and to work hard. But the dead are just dead."
Dead people read books just for entertainment.
The little female ghosts like to watch Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation and Hard to Woo, the physical education teacher wants to watch One Hundred Years of Solitude, and the dormitory head wants to watch Ming Dynasty 1566 and House of Cards. There is no difference between the two, as long as they like to watch it and are happy for a while, it's fine.
But five years of college entrance examination and three years of simulation?
There's really no need.
Teacher Wang looked at her in astonishment.
“You, you——”
She yelled, "How could you be like this! I thought you were a good kid!"
Teacher Wang's figure was like a black mist that suddenly dissipated and engulfed everyone present.
The hound yelled, "Run!"
Qin Mengmeng knew something was wrong, so she started running, almost at the speed of a 100-meter sprint towards the girls' dormitory.
While running away, she couldn't help but feel some regret.
Alas, it was not that she didn’t know what Teacher Wang wanted to hear, nor was it that she didn’t know what to do to avoid disputes, but she just couldn’t help it.
But it doesn't matter.
Qin Mengmeng had a hunch that nothing would happen to her.
She and the hound stopped when they rushed to the second floor and stood at the stairs looking down.
"Not in," said the Hound.
"Yeah." Qin Mengmeng said, "Did Xiao Gui and Teacher Huang stop her?"
The Hound said, "It could also be that the dorm has grown down."
The dormitory doors on both sides of the corridor were open. Qin Mengmeng had not closed them after checking them just now, so as to allow the moonlight to come in and make the dormitory building appear less dark.
Qin Mengmeng quickly walked into a dormitory building and leaned against the window to look down.
I saw that Teacher Lou □□yu, the little ghost and Teacher Wang were already fighting in a ball. There were gusts of cold wind and shrill howling sounds, which was quite terrifying.
The window on the second floor was only three or four meters away from the ground. Qin Mengmeng was close and could see it clearly, and she felt a chill in her heart.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew over, and several clouds of blood mist flew straight towards her face.
Qin Mengmeng hurriedly stepped back, but at this moment, a black shadow suddenly fell from above, and through the faint moonlight, it left a meteor-like silhouette on the window.
The dormitory head joins the battlefield.
[Xiao Tuanyuan: I don’t understand. I thought there would be a fight several times before, but it didn’t happen in the end. This time I thought it was a simple matter, but it turned out to be a fight...]
[Blood and Flesh Monk: This is a dispute over the orthodoxy.]
[Blood and Flesh Monk: If you live long enough, you will understand that the struggle for orthodoxy is the most fatal.]
Qin Mengmeng asked: "How long do you think Teacher Wang can hold on?"
Hound said: "I feel like she is no match for Mr. Huang, but with the little ghost and the dormitory head, it's hard to say."
Qin Mengmeng: “?”
The Hound explained: "Group fighting requires coordination, and coordination requires practice. They definitely have never practiced how to coordinate before. If they attack together this time, it will be easier for them to restrain each other."
"You sound like you have a lot of experience."
The hound gave a bitter laugh, his words full of regret: "I am just old now. When I was the same age as the kid, I was much more ridiculous than him."
They talked about life amid the howling of ghosts.
Hound said: "When I was studying, the environment of that era determined the chaotic public security conditions. In addition, there was no Internet to kill time. A group of idle hooligans wandered the streets and made trouble out of nothing."
"My family was poor, so I went to the city from the mountains to study. I always got top marks in my studies, and many people couldn't stand me."
The Hound said lightly, "Anyway, there's nothing new under the sun. At that time, someone was almost killed. If our principal hadn't come to my house to mediate my case because of my good grades, I might not have been able to take the college entrance examination and would have ended up in jail."
He smiled and said, "So having good grades is actually very useful. If I wasn't the only student in that high school who had a chance of getting into the top 2 in more than a decade, the principal wouldn't have bothered to save me."
The noise outside the window gradually subsided. Qin Mengmeng walked a few steps toward the window and asked, "Then how did you pass the political review?"
The Hound said: "I didn't pass the political review. If I could pass the political review, I would not be a lawyer and would take the civil service exam instead."
The tone of his voice when he spoke was really funny.
What's more, it happened at such a time and in such a place.
There were several ghosts downstairs fighting over the college entrance examination and university which did not exist in the underworld. They stood on the sidelines and watched, and could be dragged into the fight and smashed to pieces at any time.
Qin Mengmeng couldn't help but burst into laughter. She laughed so hard that tears came out. She couldn't straighten her back and had to hold on to the wall while covering her stomach.
The hound laughed too.
This is ridiculous from beginning to end.
"You guys...are you crazy?"
A confusing voice rang out. Qin Mengmeng covered her stomach and sat on the ground along the wall. She barely suppressed her laughter and looked in the direction of the voice.
It was Yu Jiuye. He had just seen that the situation was not right and slipped away to avoid the scene of the conflict. Now that the fight had started, he went downstairs to look for Hound and Qin Mengmeng.
Although he was helpless against these ghosts after the spell lost its effect, he thought that if worst came to worst he could just take the two men and run away, which was faster.
Qin Mengmeng asked him: "By the way, you speak Chinese well, are you studying in China?"
Although Yu Jiuye still has an accent when he speaks and doesn't like to use punctuation marks when speaking in the live broadcast room, he looks like an illiterate.
But his language level is definitely up to standard. Qin Mengmeng has basically never encountered a situation where people couldn't understand him or he couldn't understand what other people were saying.
Yu Jiuye said: "No, that's not the case. College is a waste of time. I didn't study at all. I was always running around outside."
"But," he quickly added, "even though I didn't study, I have doctorates from three universities in three countries. Also, I didn't take the classes but I read the books."
The hound said quietly, "This is still academic fraud. No matter which country it is in, the law will hold them accountable."
Yu Jiuye said: "Then call the police to arrest me."
Swish—the sound of the window opening.
Three living people, a rare species at New Town High School, looked toward the window.
The little devil climbed in through the window.
He sat on the windowsill, facing inward, his legs swinging, his head tilted, quietly watching the adults inside talking about life on the battlefield.
"My grandmother once told me that only by getting into a good university can you find a good job. Only by finding a good job can you save money to buy a house. After buying a house, you can get married and have children. Only then can you live a happy life."
He asked: "Why do you seem not very happy?"
The three adults covered their faces and sighed together.
After a long while, Qin Mengmeng said: "We are still very happy. You didn't see that we were still laughing just now..."
The little ghost curled his lips, jumped down and said: "The dormitory head said that he wanted to eat Teacher Wang and become stronger, but Teacher Huang wouldn't let him. You should go and have a look."
He muttered, "Isn't it strange that Teacher Huang is like this? Teacher Wang took his seat, and he was so angry that I thought he was going to kill her. But in the end, he was the one who stopped the dormitory head from doing it."
This reminded him of his grandmother again.
Why are these people like this?
Qin Mengmeng went down the stairs and saw the same scene, the same people, and even the same standing position.
The physical education teacher and the dormitory head stood on both sides of the gate, and opposite them was Teacher Wang, forming a three-legged tripod.
However, Teacher Wang's figure had become very faint, floating in the hazy moonlight, completely lacking the solid posture that Qin Mengmeng had seen before.
[Blood and Flesh Monk: This is about to be broken apart, all the power has been taken away, only a trace of consciousness remains. ]
The dormitory head suddenly raised his hand and threw something in Qin Mengmeng's direction.
Qin Mengmeng didn't see clearly what it was, she only heard a crisp prompt sound.
[Congratulations to the anchor for obtaining 100 units of resentment and upgrading progress to 200/1000. ]
Qin Mengmeng: “…”
Fortunately, I didn't see it clearly.
It must be something like broken arms, legs, or even a head.
She glanced at Teacher Wang secretly and saw that although Teacher Wang's figure was thin and transparent, he looked complete with all his limbs and facial features, and he still looked the same as he had seen not long ago.
Not exactly scary.
The dormitory head sneered and said, "What's the point of studying? In the end, it still depends on force to decide the outcome."
Qin Mengmeng said: "Not necessarily. Learning is still very important."
The dormitory head turned to look at her, his face full of shock.
[Anonymous Anonymous Anonymous: Sister Meng, are you really going to tell Mr. Wang that dead people don’t need to study, and tell Lin that studying is important... The rationalist will not die well! ]
[Skull fragment 47: Well, but this is what an upright person should do.]
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