my dream space

Chapter 54 High school also needs a sense of ritual
"Ah - sneeze!"

Lin Anran sneezed suddenly.

"Drink more hot water. You don't usually drink hot water, so you always catch a cold."

While blaming Lin Anran, Xia Kun took the thermos cup from her and stood up to help her fill the water dispenser with hot water. "Look at how good my health is. I never catch a cold."

"Can I compare with you?"

Lin Anran took out the tissue paper and gently wiped her nose, "You can be cured immediately if your head is blown off. Even if you catch a cold, you can be cured quickly by dreaming, right?"

Xia Kun nodded, "That's what you're talking about... However, I haven't cured a cold in my dream yet."

Lin Anran rested her chin and stared helplessly at Xia Kun's face for a while, "It would be great if you could bring my father into your dream."

Xia Kun was startled, then suddenly raised his head and promised Lin Anran, "I will work hard."

"...It's okay, I'll just say it casually, not everyone can have the good luck of lucid dreaming, you must be very grateful."

"Yeah." Although Xia Kun was still wary of the system, he was indeed very grateful for it.

Because if there is no system, he may still stay up late every day to study for the exam, and he will not become good friends with Lin Anran, Ji Xiaoxuan, and Zhao Qingsi.

"By the way, the weather has been getting colder and colder recently."

"The weather forecast says it will snow today, but I don't know if it's true."

"It's snowing..."

Looking at the classroom windows filled with mist, Xia Kun suddenly punched Lin Anran.

"Now... is there any place you want to visit or a restaurant you want to eat in recently? I'll ask you."

"Why do I feel that you said exactly the same thing to me a long time ago?" Lin Anran gave Xia Kun a blank look, "It's like copying and pasting."

"So, is there?"

"There must be a valid reason for asking me out..." Lin Anran didn't like to be awkward all the time, "What kind of festival are you going to celebrate?"

"This Saturday is Christmas."

Lin Anran's smile gradually faded,

"There's no holiday for Christmas, so that doesn't work."

"But it's very festive?" Xia Kun said bluntly, "Even if you are a third year in high school, you should enjoy some sense of ritual in life."

"Hey, hey, hey... Is this the classmate Xia Kun that I know, the academic idiot who only knows how to eat and sleep?" Lin Anran punched Xia Kun's elbow vigorously.

Xia Kun asked suspiciously, "Although I didn't talk to you much before, I wouldn't be so dumb, right? I also have hobbies."

"What are your hobbies? Besides studying?"

Xia Kun thought about it with his fingers, "Putting Yuejia boxing counts as one, and then football...and music."

"Let's not talk about boxing, you still watch football?"

Xia Kun nodded, "I read it in my first year of high school and second year in high school, but I don't see it much now."

"Can't you watch it now when you're dreaming?"

Xia Kun pouted, "After watching one game, I want to watch the next one, just like Mr. X."

The unbelievable expression on Lin Anran's face surfaced for a long time, "Let's not talk about this, what about the music? What kind of music specifically?"

Xia Kun said, "I like listening to piano music the most... Then, I also like the sound of the music box, which should be regarded as a pure music genre."

"So your interests are so wide?" Lin Anran always felt that this was the first time he met Xia Kun, "I said earlier that you like listening to piano music. We still have a piano in the attic of our house. I can play it when I am free." Here you go."

"Really? That's great." Xia Kun was very excited, "So you can play the piano."

"I learned it when I was a child, but now I'm doing it by hand..."

Lin Anran suddenly remembered the scene where he told his father firmly that he would be a pianist in the future, and suddenly felt bitter.

Because of his insight into the relationship between the medicine, Xia Kun also noticed it immediately.

But he didn’t ask any more questions and just changed the topic, “Let’s go shopping together on Saturday afternoon?”

"Okay, no problem."

The agreement with Lin Anran was finalized.

The last class in the morning was physical education. Xia Kun finished his run and was about to go back to the classroom to study (zuo) study (meng) when he was suddenly stopped by Ji Xiaoxuan.

"Student Xia Kun, do you have time now?"

Xia Kun shook his head, "In the math test paper I took the day before yesterday, I haven't released the proof of the last inequality."

"I'll teach you that question in a while, and you can help me first."

"I don't, I have to rely on my own efforts to make it." Xueba pays great attention to the process of self-thinking.

Ji Xiaoxuan clicked his tongue, and then said in an understatement, "You square both sides and simplify them first, remove the absolute values, treat the function on the left as a quadratic function about Prove it."

Xia Kun frowned, lowered his head to think for a while, and soon showed an expression of enlightenment, "So it can be like this..."

"Are you all right now? Come with me."

"Eh? Wait-"

Ji Xiaoxuan grabbed Xia Kun and went to Lao Zhang's office.

This time, Lao Zhang was in the office, smoking a cigarette, talking and laughing happily with the math teacher in the next class, Mr. Li, nicknamed [Little Brother], and the office was shrouded in clouds and mist.

Ji Xiaoxuan knocked on the door, and the two of them saw Ji Xiaoxuan as if they saw the principal, and quickly threw the cigarette butts on the ground and stamped them out.

"Mr. Zhang, Xia Kun and I are here to help make the online social practice activity list."

"Hey, hey, good."

Brother Li had already slipped out of the back door with his bag, saying he was going home for dinner.

Lao Zhang got up and gave up his seat to Ji Xiaoxuan and Xia Kun.
"Teacher Zhang, you sit too."

"I don't want to sit down. I can just take a look. I have something to do later." Lao Zhang sniffled his nose, "I'm bothering you these days... an old man like me can't do anything online."

"It's okay, it should be."

For Lao Zhang, chatting with Ji Xiaoxuan was quite difficult.

It's not that she's afraid of her father, but mainly because Ji Xiaoxuan, the class monitor, is so obedient and easy to use. The class management is well-organized, and his studies are also outstanding, and he never troubles the teacher.

When Lao Zhang first took over the class, he had expected to discuss advanced mathematical problems with this god of learning. However, in the past three years, she had never asked him any questions. Instead, she often pointed out Lao Zhang's mistakes in class, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. Self-esteem is bruised.

But Xia Kun was different. Seeing that Xia Kun was there, Lao Zhang immediately had someone to preach to, and he relaxed a little.

"Xia Kun! You kid... you are like an idiot every day, either studying or sleeping. You have to follow the example of the class monitor and follow her to participate in school activities. It will only benefit you and not harm you, you know?"

Xia Kun nodded numbly. He wanted to use Lao Zhang's reprimand to hypnotize himself and enter a state of ecstasy, but Lao Zhang put his hands in his trouser pockets after he said a few words, and ran away at the pace of a penguin.

What Lao Zhang asked the class monitor to do was to enter non-existent social practice activities on the computer; the policy of the Education Bureau required high school students to complete how many social practice hours per year, and the third year of senior high school was no exception.

But as the saying goes, there are policies and there are countermeasures. At this time, it is necessary to rely on the imagination of the students to create something out of nothing. Anyway, just [composition] is enough.

Xia Kun sat next to Ji Xiaoxuan, but there was only one computer.

"So, what do you want me to do?"

Ji Xiaoxuan took out a stack of documents from Lao Zhang's drawer, "You read these while I record the student information."

"it is good."

Xia Kun read the data on the student information, while Ji Xiaoxuan typed quickly on the keyboard. The two of them cooperated very well and finished the work in a short time.

"By the way, did Yue Xiaotian do this job before?"

Yue Xiaotian is the deputy squad leader, and these tasks belong to the class committee work, so they can be easily linked together.

Ji Xiaoxuan shook his head, "I can do this simple thing by myself. You ask this because you are afraid of being troubled by him?"

Xia Kun shook his head, he actually didn't care about Yue Xiaotian at all, and he didn't talk about whether he was afraid or not.

"Then why do you ask me for help? Why can't you do it alone?"

"You spend the most time in the class, and I just met you on the way."

“Although I have a lot of time, I also have my own—”

Ji Xiaoxuan ignored Xia Kun and continued to stare at the computer to proofread the data, and Xia Kun didn't speak.After a few minutes, Ji Xiaoxuan suddenly said, "I owe you a western meal, right? Pay you back on Saturday."

"This Saturday? Could it be another day—" Xia Kun asked Lin Anran to go shopping.

"The final review will be next week, and I don't have time." Ji Xiaoxuan said lightly, "Besides, this Saturday is Christmas, which is very festive. Even a senior high school student, life should have some sense of ritual to set it off."

"Yeah, I think so too!"

It is rare for Xia Kun to meet a companion who is so upright in his views on the ground, and he immediately agreed without thinking carefully.

(End of this chapter)