In the deputy hall, a group of singers holding black folders sat on chairs and started to speak up.

The clean or slightly hoarse voice is particularly harmonious at this moment, and the mixed tones are acappella-esque chorus. The female voice was the first to appear.

After a closer look, there was still a conductor standing in front of the crowd. The gesture of 4 beats was as soft and light as stream, and the overall picture looked quite comfortable.

The second part of the female voice joined the chorus at the right time, and the high pitch of the minor third made the atmosphere slowly start to stir.

Li Qiao stood in the middle of the third row to the left and looked straight ahead, tightening her abdomen to concentrate her strength, and the voice she sang was naturally thick and true.

In a small open space in the back, Yu Ruoling sat in the "play area" paved with square cushions, teasing the children in the parent's group who also signed up for the choir, while secretly watching Li Qiao and Yu Xiaoyang.

"Dad's musical skills are better？"Yu Ruoling felt that she might be beaten by her mother.

If mom hears it.

"Sis~"The cute little sister gently tugged at Yu Ruoling's sleeve, and by the way, pulled her long hair, "Sis~ What's that black and red thing on the floor？"

Chen Yixuan stretched out her fat little finger and pointed at an unknown object 30 cm away.

"Where？"

"That's over there！Sis, look~it's still moving！"

"..."She watched carefully for a while, and suddenly hugged Chen Yixuan and fled the thing at light speed.

Millipede！！！！

Yu Ruoling rarely showed a very frightening expression, wishing that any broom could quickly kill that terrifying multi-legged bug over there.

"Sis~what should I do with that？"

"...Can you help me draw two toilet papers？"

"Oh."

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Chen Yixuan happily ran to the reception table near the door and took the whole bag.

"Thank you~"Yu rubbed the corner of a piece of toilet paper into a pointed note and poked the bug.

So it shrinks into a circle.

Chen Yixuan stood beside her with a dumbfounded look at Yu who used toilet paper as a bed, let the bug lied in it, took it out, and threw it into the trash can...

*

She sat on the sofa, huddled up like a sad puppy. In the life of leaving the circle of the same age throughout the summer vacation, Yu Ruoling finally had a chance to secretly breathe—even if it was only for two months, but this further proved the authenticity of that sentence.

'When you taste the sweetness, you will be greedy and want more.'

She thinks this life style of being isolated from her peers is too good, no friends, whatever. Being bullied is also her choice, can't blame anyone.

Following her side would only be threatened by that person, and another explanation, Yu never thought that things would turn out like this, but in the end, it was a choice.

However, Yu Ruoling thought sarcastically, she actually became obsessed with this kind of easy escape. She can think about nothing, don't care about anything, spend all day with a bunch of adults and daydream（fuck off）.

It's only been two weeks since school started, and something has finally changed in the eyes of the rabble in the class.

From a philosophical point of view, it is impossible to know whether it is the deterioration of the parties, or the deterioration of the mind of the rabble so that everything looks wrong.

But there is one thing that is truly ruined in the eyes of class director Hong Mingjin.

The "innocence and purity" that Yu Ruoling should have had already turned into a pure heaviness and depression, making her whole person look like she was shrouded in a thick shadow, with low eyebrows, closed eyes, quiet, and no existence sense.

School activities were delayed in September this year, and the semester transcripts which had to be distributed in the last week of June, were pushed to early September.

Hong Mingjin was sitting in front of the computer desk in his study, typing "comments" from various students in the class. When he came across the "Yu Ruoling" column, he finally stopped and leaned back in his chair, raised his eyebrows, and sighed.

...

At this time, Yu Ruoling, who should be "shrouded in shadow", was leisurely lying on the bed with the Bible in her hands and reading, with a plate of grapes beside the bed.

Wrong. If she heard the comments made by the class director a few kilometers away, she would probably think so.

At least it is wrong in front of her family, and this model is better left to herself and the group of "good classmates".

She closed the thick Bible. After staying in the comfort zone for a long time, no one is willing to take a step easily. For someone like her, it is simply a death sentence.

The so-called "faith" in Genesis is still a bit difficult for her. She has always liked to rely only on herself, and no one can be trusted except her family and God. Abraham's faith was amazing, Yu thought, and herself was just a swaying reed in this storm.

Doubt people, doubt God.

With an indescribable emotion, Yu Ruoling planned to eat grapes angrily and put this strange question aside for the time being. However, there was one sentence that seemed to flash through her mind when she reached out to the plate.

She paused, then picked up a grape nonchalantly.

'God makes all things work together. '