"So you are finally back, my assistant？"
The handsome, dashing, family-loving and a new daddy who is the English teacher of Class 10th, Grade 3 - commonly known as the "Dead Man's Class" - nicknamed Lighter, Wei Jia'an sat on the podium.
He crossed his legs and shook his feet like a ruffian, and stared at his assistant with a pair of dead fish-liked eyes. Yu, who was giggling in the audience, trying to pretend to be an idiot and escape.
Why dead fish-liked eyes？
Because he was really angry. A person goes out to play without anyone, her hands are empty, her sleeves are empty, and she does not help him arrange exams or register the class' tests scores. He was so busy but she didn't even bring him a gift.
Originally, he had some expectations, but now he just wanted to rub his assistant's head hard with his hands.
"Ahaha...it's quite fun..."Yu said.
Liu Muxi, who was sitting two rows away, slapped herself on the head.... Help -
- There is no one asking you that stupid question, dummy！
"Liu Muxi, don't cover her！"Wei Jia'an said angrily, "You who have a gift, sit down and just be quiet."
"What？Teacher, you want a gift？"
"Oh my god, the reason why he is angry is because he doesn't have a gift！"
"Oh, Yu Ruoling, it's not good for you to be like this..."
"Teacher, you are so cute！！"
"Pfft..."x29
Classmate, your essay is not on point..., Yu Ruoling thought as she scratched the back of her head with a headache.
If she had known that the teacher was going to cause trouble（acting like a baby）, she would have remembered to bring it with her today.
Thinking about the last half hour of shopping at the airport, she suddenly remembered, 'Oh, it seems that the class teacher and the teacher who is directly above her, their souvenirs have been forgotten'.
She hurriedly ran to borrow money from the nearest person, her aunt. Fortunately, Yu Xiaoyu still had 500 Australian dollars left. So she spent a lot of effort to emphasize to the teacher and promise that she would never forget to bring a gift for him in English class tomorrow. And Wei Jia'an, a class 10th's English tutor who claims to be handsome and dashing, loves his family and is a new father, finally let go of his assistant whose head was about to be burned off.
"Oi, speaking of this, Ruoling, "He asked while writing "runway" on the blackboard, "do you have time to study？"
"I just went there for a week, "She replied while copying notes, "besides, my goal is Hanchung High School."
"Hanchung High School？！Are you kidding？Why did you choose there？"
She tilted her head for a long time, and finally gave an official explanation.
It's the closest to home.
Although Wei Jia'an's expression looked like he wanted to inform the guidance office and hope to have an in-depth conversation with her.
She suddenly mourned for Hanchung High School. After all, how bad does a school have to be for every teacher she meets to be so despised？
No way..., she cursed, taking advantage of the break to send the entire pile of English homework books back to the desks of her classmates.
No matter how bad Hanchung High School is, it's just across the street from Zhonggang Junior High School. Since it still has the title of the No. 1 high school in the community, let's just let this go a little bit, right？
...It sounds like it's not the sixteenth-ranked high school in the city, forget it.
Yu Ruoling felt a little bad for no reason, but it might be because the third period in the afternoon had ended and she was hungry as usual.
In fact, she also planned to classify this "bad mood" in that area. ...But she always feel very irritable. Especially after she got home and accidentally broke a mug.
All the unstable emotional factors exploded instantly.
She froze in place, unable to think. She looked at the messy debris on the ground but didn't know how to deal with it. She just felt like a TV set was in chaos and couldn't receive the signal, and there was a dense and disturbing feeling in her head.
Disgusting snowflake image.
The roaring sound of shattering ceramics in her ears kept repeating, again and again, mercilessly humiliating her for the mistakes she had just made.
Then she heard a disembodied voice, which seemed to surround her ears and seemed to come from deep inside her brain.
'Wasted, useless, nothing, garbage.'
Just four words were enough to arouse her most sensitive nerves and her overwhelming murderous intention.
"...I really fucking...hate you..."
In the blink of an eye, the largest ceramic shard on the ground had cut into her fragile wrist artery.
'Stop！Yu Ruoling！'
Suddenly, she seemed to be pushed hard, and she reflexively let go of the fragment in her hand. Yu Ruoling was in shock, but felt a familiar dizziness and withdrawal, and so let her consciousness fall into the dark place.
…
She, or "she", as soon as “she” opened “her” eyes, saw that “her” body was about to fall onto the pile of dangerous items on the ground, and “she” couldn't help but reach out to hold the side of the refrigerator beside.
Fong Xuan stared at the ground for a long time before “she” finally understood what was probably happening. Fong was originally taking a nap in “her” room in the mind world, but unexpectedly, called directly into reality by the Almighty Mr.
Looking at this situation, Yu Ruoling must have really stepped into his final bottom line this time. But... why is he so nervous about breaking the cup...？
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"She" knelt down with a frown, and “her” sharp eyes spotted something red on one of the ceramics.
Suddenly feeling a strong sense of uneasiness, "she" immediately checked the wrists of “her” left and right hands, and sure enough, “she” found the same color on left wrist.
The subtle stinging pain on it made "her" fully understand what kind of stupid thing the real owner of this body had done in just a few seconds. For the first time, "she" began to be angry about the loss of “her” ability as a sub-personality.
If "she" is still a guardian..., if "she" is still a protective one, how can she be allowed to bear those disgusting things that are as dark as hell and gloomy？
...But how dare she make him sad？How could she be willing to make him sad？
If she knew it was him, she would never do this. Moreover, the Yu Ruoling "she" knew would never do what she said was "the most cowardly behavior in the world" no matter how desperate the situation was.
…In the end, what happened…？
Fong Xuan pursed “her” lips tightly and began to clean up the fragments on the marble floor tiles, and “her” gradually blurred vision finally reminded "her".
See, the legacy of their shared emotions is so profound.
*
On May 19, 2018, the Ministry of Education of the Executive set the first day of the senior high school entrance examination.
The underground self-study hall of Hanchung High School accommodates a total of more than 800 students, and the rear corridor on the first floor and the temporarily empty billiards activity center are also filled with nearly 900 persons.
The exam reminder bell rang, officially starting their first exam subject - Nature and Living Technology.
Sounds simple, right？If someone asked so recklessly, they would surely be surrounded and beaten by all the junior high school students in Taiwan. And should be afraid they have to be pressed to the ground and be rubbed hardly, and then tied to whatever seat, and teached for five consecutive days - 35 classes - with no end time, so they can only read until organ failure, and half of the exam scope is missing.
And only 6 hours of sleep time are allowed at night. Must go to bed and get up on time. Not allowed to stop untill stay and live this kind of life for 12 consecutive years.
Of course there are no holidays. Because various talent classes and tutoring sessions will be arranged during the holidays to enhance one's abilities and the company doesn't care about them at all.
Except for eating, sleeping and going to the toilet, the textbook content cannot be taken away from the hands, nor can it be separated from the gaze of the eyes.
They are like an eagle yearning for freedom, but are locked in a hellish cage of darkness, full of unfairness and competition, and will fall to pieces if they are not careful.
And cages and lingchi like this are found all over East Asia. From Japan in the north to Indonesian islands in the south, teenagers and young girls under the age of 18 are all shrouded in this dark cloud, and they are even more miserable every year.
The exams for high school and college are the most serious. In Taiwan, China, and South Korea, there are already many young souls who are overwhelmed - the "expectations" from their parents, social pressure, peer competition, and teachers' eyes - and choose to commit suicide.
Incidents such as burning charcoal, jumping off buildings, slitting wrists, hanging, etc. are endless.
Many people will ridicule students for their low stress resistance, like strawberries that can rot at any time, and then start to talk about how hard they worked and how they persevered. Then turned back to the topic and criticized the students again about stress resistance and strawberries.
But most of them have never thought about what it was like back then.
Technology, artificial intelligence, and all kinds of physical and chemical organisms that are beyond imagination are far behind what they are today. No one can guarantee that a PhD from the 1970s - even a genius - could assemble a team and say, 'Let's create a robot that can think, speak, show emotions and micro-expressions like humans.'
Sure many people will go around laughing at him for failing or watching too many movies, simply acting like a lunatic.
Or maybe they laugh at the fact that this person will be lonely and poor for the rest of his/her life.
Of course, the "then" here is only in Taiwan. Although it entered the second import substitution period - also known as the period of heavy industry - Taiwan was still very young in terms of globalization at that time.
Seriously, it could only be regarded as an "emerging industrial country that is creating economic miracles."
Therefore, after globalization - loosely speaking, it should be after the 1990s, the real changes caused by the advent of the global village gradually integrated into the lives of more young people. Of course, the things in the syllabus are becoming weirder and more complex inexplicably.
Fortunately, there are still relatively clear-headed senior officials who are working hard to revise textbooks to better meet the needs of life（and business）.
However, the sad thing is that the entire East Asia region seems to still have a common practice. Only those with good grades will have a good future, and only those who can get into a good university will have a good life.
Therefore, interested students rely on their abilities, otherwise they will cheat, and those who are unable to compete will indulge themselves, or they will become a member of the gang, or they will become a lazy fish in the vast academic ocean.
Although the recent trend is that having one skill is the most advantageous, the poor economy, poor salary, and environmental problems all make it difficult for newcomers to find good jobs.
Even if one have skills, one usually start as an apprentice. It's a blessing to have a monthly salary of a thousand dollars.
Not to mention a large group of masters and PhDs chasing their dreams all over the streets. Then what？
It's either the elite upper class or the elite office worker - the kind with a monthly salary starting at 2,000 dollars - or it's even worse.
A group that eats away the capital of their parents.
This phenomenon has become more and more obvious after the millennium, causing the gap in achievement stratification in some later schools to become even wider.
There was a huge gap in them.
Zhonggang Junior High School is a typical example. The top 50 students in the school are all gifted students, and the difference between each one is only 0.4 or 0.5 points. The 50th place also had an average score of 85 points.
The competition between these students is very severe and they are usually hostile in the class, such as Jian Fuyao and Wu Shixin who were placed in the elite class from Class 10th of Grade 3.
But once passed the 50th place, the average scores of those with the best scores actually dropped to around 79 or 80 points. Here will go directly from 51st to 150th, all in the second tier, with an average difference of 0.6 to 1.3 points for each person.
It can be seen that if the education system continues like this, the next generation of children born in the millennium will have even more terrible faults.
The good ones are stronger, the decadent ones are weaker, and in the end the middle line is more likely to be completely cut off in the younger generations of the next generation.
She shouldn't just be like this. The moment she stepped out of the examination room, Yu secretly said, still thinking about the article just saw on the social science examination paper.
She has the ability to stand out from her peers. Although the current plan is to take root in Hanchung High School and absorb the energy needed to jump into the future.
"Even if it's not good now, I still have the ability to accumulate, "Yu Ruoling raised her head and looked at the blue cloudless sky with slightly squinted eyes,murmured.
On the outer wall of the 12th floor of the building on the opposite street, the two words characters "Erling Church" are lined with a red cross, reflecting the dazzling white-gold light.
“The greatest gift God has given me is patience.”
And she can’t break His heart again and again. She is the one in the whole world who cannot stand before God. The Lord Christ, who laid down His life for her, had redeemed her from the true hell. She was redeemed by Him at a high price. From now on, she would live only for Him and only for His wills.
Be forever the sharpest sword in His hand.
…
'Look, 'The hazy figure suddenly became clear, and the white-gold light suddenly spread out, 'come and take a look.'
The girl walked forward as a reflex and reached out to hold his warm hands that were open to her. Then accidentally saw two familiar marks on those wrists.
'I love you so much... 'He let out an indescribable sigh, 'Actually, you just need to believe me...'
She found that her throat was too dry to say a word, and a sense of guilt quickly spread in her heart.
'No one knows you better than me, and I really, really love you. 'His soft and warm voice is like a pool of cool water under the scorching sun, and like a ray of coveted sunshine released from the thick clouds in the cold winter.
Like a perfectly mellow wine, people are deeply intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
She suddenly felt very tired, as if she had lost her way in the desert. Walked around in circles but couldn't find the exit. Didn't drink any water or eat any food. It is as if the traveler can clearly feel that his consciousness is weakening, and has even lost the desire to survive.
'Have a rest. 'He touched her head and stroked her cheek. The angle allowed her to see the scar more clearly.
'Believe me, everything will be fine, as long as you believe in me. '
She thought she maybe drop some tears or something, but she wasn't sure. The sudden sleepiness hit her hard before she could say anything. In the end, she could only vaguely see a crystal clear drop of water falling on her right hand. Then…
Then she fell asleep completely.
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