"Lin Que, what do you think about this?"
Zhang Ya's voice cut off all the noise.
"You said in your speech that we should face our fears. Do you also think that..."
Is using the imitation of other people's names to create fear a legitimate literary technique?
In an instant, dozens of eyes were focused on Lin Que.
Lin Que twirled the pen in his hand.
His gaze swept over the indignant Luo Ji, and a slight smile appeared on his lips:
Indeed, everyone feels that "The Ferryman" is about ferrying souls to heaven.
But is there a possibility...?
Is hell also crowded with ghosts queuing up for a boat?
If Heaven has ships, why can't Hell have them too?
How can this be called staged an accident? This is called... business diversion!
Luo Ji's lips twitched:
"That's clearly sophistry!"
Lin Que shrugged, looking completely innocent:
"You see, one should always have a richer imagination."
Just as everyone was being led astray by Lin Que and preparing to continue discussing the possibilities of the two great gods,
A familiar, clear cough rang out at the classroom door.
"cough."
Shen Qingqiu stood at the door, holding a stack of test papers, her gaze calmly sweeping over the entire class.
She had been standing outside the classroom for a while.
Firstly, as expected, the topic came up for discussion; secondly, I also wanted to see what that student thought.
The once noisy classroom fell silent instantly.
Wu Di slipped back to his seat with lightning speed.
Zhao Ya also silently retreated to the front row.
Shen Qingqiu walked up to the podium, placed the test paper on the lectern, and made a soft "snap" sound.
His gaze swept over half of Lin Que's sleepy face.
Finally, it turned into a barely audible sigh.
"I know that the topic of ferries has been very popular online recently."
Shen Qingqiu spoke frankly.
Having gone through so much,
Now, she doesn't think she can just ignore it and pretend it never happened.
"It's a good thing that you have your own thoughts and insights."
Shen Qingqiu braced himself on the podium with both hands, his tone suddenly becoming stern.
"But! Final exams are next week!"
What ferry you across is a mathematical formula or a physical law?
Who can help you get through this major ordeal of finals?
She tapped the blackboard:
"The quality of writing is not determined by choosing a scary title or engaging in insults in posts."
It's not about whether it can leave a lasting, resounding impression on you after you've closed the book.
"Now, everyone, get your attention back on page 128 of your textbooks!"
Shen Qingqiu opened the textbook.
This brought the literary storm that took place during the morning reading session to a swift and decisive end.
A series of neat pages turning filled the classroom.
But everyone knows in their hearts that the war over those two mysterious authors has only just begun.
Lin Que twirled the pen in his hand.
My gaze fell on the electronic display screen diagonally above the podium.
Time is ticking away, second by second.
07:09:58
07:09:59
07:10:00
Almost at the same instant.
On the lectern, Shen Qingqiu's phone screen lit up.
A buzzing sound rang out.
That's a notification sound indicating that you're paying special attention to updates.
Almost at the same time.
In every corner of the classroom, countless screens hidden under piles of books glowed with a faint light.
It has attracted widespread attention online.
The first chapter of "The Ferryman"
Officially launched!
...
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