I am cultivating and becoming a saint in a parallel world

Chapter 28

In the early morning of the third day, they came up with a new trick. Instead of standing in a military posture, each of them was given a folding chair with a writing pad, paper and pen, and began to sit down and write silently.

The content of the dictation is specified by them at will, including but not limited to the knowledge learned in the nine-year compulsory education, the content of high school textbooks, and the "Art of War" they have just memorized.

What Sweet and Sour Carp assigned was the "Initial Plan" of "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu, which they had just memorized. Many people successfully silenced themselves and handed it over.

After ten minutes of intimate contact with the chair, everyone deeply felt the viciousness of the person who made this proposal.

If reason can barely defeat physiological instinct when standing, then after sitting down, the victory or defeat is immediately reversed.

Li Zhaoyang was so sleepy that his expression lost control, and his originally big and round eyes seemed to be highly myopic when looking at the pen and paper.

The iron will has been boiled into a thick paste by fatigue, the kind that is used to post Spring Festival couplets during the New Year to ensure that they will not fall off throughout the year.

The pen in the hand also has its own thoughts. The brain sleeps with the brain, and it writes its own thoughts.

"Next article, Rourou, tell me." Sweet and Sour Carp saw that most people had already handed in the first piece of paper, so he said to Dongpo Rou.

"Always writing about liberal arts is so unfair to students who like science." Dongpo Rou took the lollipop out of his mouth, smashed it and smacked his lips, saying, "Then let's pay tribute to our great mathematics teachers. Write down the multiplication table silently."

"I see everyone is listless. Are they all sleepy?" He stuffed the lollipop back into his mouth, and like magic, pulled out two small white speakers from under the table.

"How can I not be in the best state of study? Play some music for everyone to cheer up."

Wei Xuanshang wrote his name on the white paper, rubbed his blurred eyes, put down the pen and started writing the multiplication table silently.

"Don't look at me as just a sheep~"

The strong sound waves shocked Wei Xuanshang's heart and liver. The unfinished "1" was broken off, leaving a big "√" on the paper.

"Damn, I didn't even have a prelude to go straight to the climax." Li Zhaoyang rubbed his butt and got up from the ground, bent down to hold the chair, and suddenly heard his name.

"Li Zhaoyang."

"Here we come!" It had become his conditioned reflex to shout at attention.

"Don't think I'm just a sheep. Sheep's intelligence is unimaginable~"

Small body, huge energy. Dongporou's two palm-sized speakers continued to sing "Wolf and Sheep" loudly. The sound waves penetrated the body from the ear canal and touched everyone's heart.

"Get out of the queue."

"Yes."

Li Zhaoyang walked to the front of the team with goose steps.

"Read what you wrote to everyone."

"Huh?" Li Zhaoyang was puzzled.

"Ah, what, let you read it." Sweet and Sour Carp put the paper into Li Zhaoyang's hand with a strange expression, and then said to Dongporou, "Rourou, please keep the music volume down."

Li Zhaoyang unfolded his paper for no apparent reason and began to read: "Sun Tzu said: Soldiers are important matters of the country, the place of life and death, and the way of survival. We must observe them..."

There were no problems in the first half, except for a few typos. Li Zhaoyang automatically corrected them while reading, and didn't bother with Sweet and Sour Carp.

It wasn't until the second half of reading that the climax came.

"Soldiers are deceitful. So..." Li Zhaoyang was like a machine that suddenly stalled, his eyes widened and he froze.

"Don't stop, keep reading." Sweet and Sour Carp tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth and said, "Just read according to the content on the paper, no typos allowed."

"Yes Yes!"

Everyone paused dictating, curious about what Li Zhaoyang wrote.

"So..." Li Zhaoyang's heart pounded and his teeth clenched, "So the Buddha jumped over the wall to stew Dongpo pork, and the lion's head was mixed with winter melon..."

"???"

The four male members of the Taotie team locked their eyes on Li Zhaoyang.

"I won't panic even if there is any danger~" Dongporou placed two speakers on the left and right sides of the team. The sound was turned down, but it successfully created a lively atmosphere.

"Don't stop, keep going."

"... Use it to show that you don't use it, eat it and show it that you don't want to eat it, the deliciousness of the messy stew, the misery of the gluttonous group. I'm sorry, instructor, I was wrong!"

Li Zhaoyang wished he could hold his head and kneel down.

"Hahahahaha!" More than 200 people who were in a daze came to their senses at this time and burst into laughter. "What kind of dark cuisine is this, hahahaha..."

Wei Xuanshang laughed with tears in his eyes, Wu Qiqi held his stomach and punched his thigh, Kong Xiuyuan dropped his pen and lay on the back of the chair, Wang Xiao turned over with the chair...

"Didn't Li Zhaoyang say that he often fails in Chinese language? His literary talent is obviously... obviously very good, hahahahaha..."

Li Zhaoyang in the front was struggling hard, and he followed up his masterpiece with sincerity and apologized one by one: "I'm sorry, instructor Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, I'm sorry, instructor Dongpo Meat, I'm sorry instructor Lion Head, I'm sorry Winter Melon Cup." Instructor, I’m really, really sorry!”

"I really didn't mean to write this, are you willing to believe me?" Dog eyes.

"Besides him, there are many other people whose masterpieces are worthy of everyone's appreciation." Sweet and Sour Carp laughed so hard that he shook the thick stack of paper in his hand and wanted to ask others to come up and read aloud.

"That's enough." Fo Tiaoqiang calmly stopped him, "Continue writing silently. If you write a wrong word, you will be punished by running five kilometers."

The laughter gradually stopped, and Sweet and Sour Carp also stopped playing and waved his hand to let Li Zhaoyang go.

The scene returned to calm.

Wei Xuanshang picked up his pen and paper from the ground and began to write the multiplication table silently while recalling whether there was anything outrageous in his heart on the paper he handed in.

The volume of the stereo was suddenly turned up louder, and a passionate shout erupted.

"GG ​​Bond!"

"Oh GG Bond is a hero in fairy tales, oh GG Bond, the blood flows in my heart~"

Li Zhaoyang climbed up from the ground holding his waist, feeling that a swaying pig in a red suit was about to come out of the stereo and laugh at him.

……

"Anyone want to quit?"

On the evening of the third day, Fo Tiaoqiang sat in front of the barbecue grill, coating the chicken legs with seasonings, and asked casually: "You only need to raise your hands, and you can lie down on the soft big bed and sleep immediately. Fruit, drinks, barbecue, whatever you want to eat." Everything is available. There are also game consoles, air conditioners, mobile phones, and the Internet.”

"Don't listen or listen, monk chants sutras." Li Zhaoyang swallowed his saliva and muttered something, "It has nothing to do with me, I have to persist, I have to persist. I have endured until this point, and the suffering ahead cannot be in vain, otherwise it will be a loss-making business. …”

Wei Xuanshang is very hungry in this body, but she feels that her body in another world will be even hungrier. She hasn't eaten or drank water for three whole days. She won't be "dead" when she goes back, right?

Wang Xiao thought about how he left more than half a bowl of beef ramen in a noodle shop before reporting for work. He deserved to die for wasting food a few days ago.

"Report... report..." A weak voice sounded from the other corner of the team.

"I quit." The one who stood up was a thin boy, "I...I quit!"

As he was talking, he suddenly squatted on the ground, held his head and cried loudly: "I can't stand it anymore, I really can't stand it anymore!"

This cry is like a key that opens a valve.

"Report, I can't stand it anymore, I want to sleep, I want to sleep, woohoo..."

"I'm quitting too, woo woo woo... I don't want to stay here anymore, I want to go home..."

There was a sudden burst of crying in the camp.

Intertwined with the cartoon theme songs in the speakers, it outlines a complete childhood.

After a while, more than a dozen people left the team.

"Is there anyone else who wants to quit?" Buddha Tiaoqiang was extremely kind at this time. He held up a fragrant roast chicken leg and paced in the gap in the queue. "Hurry up and you will suffer less. They are not as good as the first two. You’re smart, I’ve suffered three more days in vain, thank you.”

"Do you want to quit?" He stopped in front of Wei Xuanshang, slowly handed the chicken drumstick in his hand forward, and raised it in front of Wei Xuanshang.

Wei Xuanshang took a bite.

"I want to quit..." Buddha jumped over the wall and froze in place.

Under everyone's gaze, Wei Xuanshang became so fierce that he almost tore off half a chicken drumstick in one bite.

Time seemed to have stopped for a moment, and she was the only one chewing the leg meat in her mouth.