C position study, God chooses the way

"I do not know."

Chu Baiyue supported her forehead, trying to force herself out of Jing Siwei's terrifying emotional appeal, and turned her gaze to other places, trying not to pay too much attention to the students in the language group.

They are right, the language group is too contagious, if there is too much contact, it may indeed be assimilated.

Not necessarily assimilated into a chicken soup lover, but also assimilated into an admirer of Mu Heng.

"But I know that if you want to find him, you should be able to find him in Longtan Academy, usually you can."

Jing Siwei looked at Chu Baiyue quietly, his eyes turned out to be a touch of pity for human beings and the world.

In fact, Jing Siwei is more like a "soul leader" than Mu Heng.

"Student Mu Heng is just an ordinary person. He also has his own life. We ignorant people should not disturb his study."

Chu Baiyue: "..."

It may be that she was too involved in reciting poems just now, she always felt that Jing Siwei even had a feeling of reciting poems in his ordinary speech, with cadence and rhythm, very rhythmic.

Stop reading, stop reading!

No matter how much you think about children, you will be stupid!

The appearance of the language group successfully dilutes the dense sense of horror and strangeness filled with funny smiling faces around, leaving only a group of students who are a little dazed. They watched them gather together from different parties, and gathered in the center of the main road.

Chu Baiyue was silent for two seconds: "So, what are you doing with the notebook in your hand?"

Jing Siwei's expression didn't change at all. He said, "I want to ask Mu to sign his name for us, so as to inspire us to work hard."

"He is our direction in the world."

Chu Baiyue: "..."

She always felt that one day Mu Heng would be arrested because of this group of people.

"But he is just an ordinary person." Jing Siwei added lightly, "We just hope that after our long-term efforts, one day we can all grow up to be like him, and use our meager power to make this world a better place." Better."

"We know what we're doing."

Chu Baiyue felt that Jing Siwei seemed to see through what she was thinking.

"We are not believing in Mu Heng, we are believing in our inner moral standards, our hope for the world, and our own gentleness and kindness."

Jing Siwei has always maintained an inscrutable attitude, which is completely different from the student-like humility and fanaticism he showed in front of Mu Heng.

"It just so happens that Mu Heng has all the things we believe in."

Chu Baiyue thought for a while: "...Are you going to find Mu Heng with me?"

Jing Siwei said politely, "Of course, thank you."

As he said, he turned his head to the students in the language group who were close to him, and said with a smile, "Please help others here. If I can, I will bring back a commemorative notebook signed by classmate Mu Heng."

"it is good."

"Thank you, President!"

"Longer than the heart!"

"President Sai Gao!"

Chu Baiyue: "..."

I was often out of tune with the theological atmosphere of the language group because I was too technical.

……

Shui Qun, the logistics command group for the 2031 Temporary Mixed Graduation Ceremony of Tiange No. [-] Middle School, "Hey hey hey".

[I often can't help but report them because of the operations of the language group. 】

[The person who reported us last time was not you, was it? ! 】

【what? What?There are students from the language group among those we stayed behind? ! 】

[I often doubt life because I am confused by the operation of the language group. 】

[In order not to let everyone continue to doubt life, I sincerely invite you to join the Chicken Soup Association, where you will definitely find the direction of life. 】

【Membership Application Form.DOCX】

[Bai Xiao: Thank you, no need, I was born as a member of the technology group, and died as a general teacher of the biology group. 】

[The biological team next door was moved and cried, and picked up the scalpel in their hands, the bright light almost dazzled our eyes. 】

【You don’t want your body to be donated to those in need. 】

[One order is red: So the students with the weakest sense of presence should be the students in the English group, right?They don't even have the compulsion of the math group...]

[How dare you! (World Conscience Limited Edition).JPG]

[Are you sure? 】

[Bai Xiao: Don’t pretend to be someone in your political team who speaks English. Their English is pretty good, it’s not that bad. 】

【But... I'm really in the English group too...】

[The English group is not required to be good at English. Their only requirement is that they are willing to learn extra-curricular English content and be able to undertake the work of the school's foreign exchange when necessary. 】

[But the leader of the English group is really strong, but he did not participate in this year's youth UN simulation, it seems that he did not participate because he was planning to apply for a UN volunteer internship. 】

[Magino Xiaoming: I prove it. 】

[By the way, where is the leader of the English team? 】

……

When Ke Han ran to the back, he suddenly remembered that he could speak English. According to the judgment of the "Creation" system, if he recited some English chapters, it should also have a certain auxiliary effect.

However, Ke Han did not understand the direction of the auxiliary effect of English.

He still picked it up.

"It was the best of times..."

The surrounding scenery began to show signs of disintegration and weathering.

However, that is just an illusion created by a virtual projection.

Mathematics is assisted by the direction of space and protection, and English is assisted by time and destiny.

The funny smiling faces were blown back many steps by the disintegrating wind that seemed to destroy everything, and they gradually lost the weird horror at the beginning.

Seeing this, Ke Han couldn't help thinking, what about Chinese?

When Mu Heng heard Ke Han's voice, he turned his head and looked at him.

"You want to recite English?"

Ke Han looked up at him slightly: "It works."

When Mu Heng heard him say this, he raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to do something else?"

Ke Han: "Do you have other arrangements?"

Mu Heng: "I originally..."

"Mu Heng!"

Chu Baiyue and the others chased quickly, and they caught up with Mu Heng and Ke Han in no time, and called out to them.

Mu Heng decisively closed his mouth.

Ke Han and Mu Heng turned their heads at the same time, and saw Jing Siwei following Chu Baiyue, with no sign of fanaticism on the surface.

Very normal.

"Do you want to solve the problem this time?"

Mu Heng smiled and lowered his head and said something in Ke Han's ear.

Ke Han narrowed his eyes: "If it can be solved, it should be the best, right?"

"You don't have to let everyone die, do you?"

Mu Heng: "You understand it very well, classmate Ke Han."

Ke Han: "I'm just familiar with your operation."

In the next second, Ke Han let go of Mu Heng's hand and asked him to talk to Chu Baiyue and the others.

Jing Siwei's eyes fell on Ke Han, and he immediately noticed this strange but not unknown classmate.

Ke Han?

"Students from the English competition training camp?"

He opened his mouth first, although his speech was a little fast, but very gentle.

Ke Han shook his head: "I am a student of a math competition."

Jing Siwei: "I saw you on TV, you are very powerful."

Ke Han: "Thank you—"

Jing Siwei: "Consider joining our Chicken Soup Association?"

Ke Han: "...Thank you."

Suddenly, the topic began to develop in some strange direction.

But Chu Baiyue pulled everyone back with one sentence: "What should I do? At present, English language and mathematics seem to be useful for this 'funny smile'."

Mu Heng smiled: "I have a solution."

……

When the voices of the students in the language group and the English group rose in the campus of Tiange No. [-] Middle School, one after another light circles quietly rose into the sky accompanied by the wind that seemed to blow from ancient times.

At this moment, almost half of Tiange urban area can see the light under the cloud, the light gathered in the huge campus of Tiange No. [-] Middle School.

"The sky and the earth are yellow, the universe is prehistoric..."

"When I do count the clock..."

All kinds of sounds gathered together, and the "buzzing" symphony became one, which is simply stereo surround sound.

Mu Heng wasn't carrying anything, he just stood on the edge of the crowd and said something to Chu Baiyue: "Look, no one is superfluous."

Chu Baiyue looked up at Mu Heng in puzzlement: "What?"

Mu Heng's eyes fell on Ke Han who was chatting with the leader of the English group, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he looked in a good mood.

"After the old headmaster retired, I went to see him."

"I went with my grandmother."

"The old principal even asked me something about you."

Chu Baiyue lowered her head, her eyes flickering: "What did he say?"

Mu Heng: "He said, you don't have to be like President Chu, go to the number one university in the country and be the best student in the school. In fact, you are yourself, you will not be anyone."

"If only it were that simple..."

Mu Heng: "Things in this world can be very simple. You don't necessarily only go through the college entrance examination once in your life, and you certainly don't only go to one school."

"The old principal also asked me to tell you that no matter what you look like, you will be the most precious daughter of Principal Chu, and he is absolutely willing to accept all of you."

He paused: "So, you really don't need to force yourself to participate in math competition training, and you don't need to take those advanced courses."

"You have worked hard enough, it's time to learn to make yourself happy."

Chu Baiyue remained silent.

The halo gradually gathered above their heads, Ke Han turned his head inadvertently, and saw Mu Heng looking at him from the edge of the crowd, with a special kind of tenderness in his eyes between his deep eyebrows.

At the moment when the intense cloud of light bloomed, Ke Han could even see the turbulent light reflected inside through Mu Heng's eyes.

The radioactive light was so bright that it almost made people lose half of their vision in an instant.

Seeing Ke Han being engulfed by the light, Mu Heng's heart suddenly tightened inexplicably.

……

Shui Qun, the logistics command group for the 2031 Temporary Mixed Graduation Ceremony of Tiange No. [-] Middle School, "Hey hey hey".

[Who the hell will say that our Tiange No. [-] Middle School's liberal arts is not good, I will hit his head with a physics ball! 】

[I use a round bottom flask. 】

[I use history books. 】

[I use the Civil Code. 】

[I use fluorite ore. 】

[I use flower pots. 】

[Bai Xiao: I use bricks. @一令天下红. 】

【One order to make the world red:...】

[One order is red: I use math books. 】

【Min Dao: Brother Ling, your heart is not sincere enough. 】

[One order to make the world red: [Picture]. 】

[Songshan Shaolin Learning Dirty Kungfu: Hahahahaha, you can’t do it, old Min, are their math books the ones you haven’t taken out for class in three years?Hahahahaha]

[One thing to say, we also have a lot of biology books, such as molecular structure biology, chemical biology, botany, biology...]

[Bai Xiao: That’s enough, that’s all. I’ve disbanded this group. Let’s go back to the big group and continue to support the logistics. Those who should attend the graduation ceremony should attend the graduation ceremony. Don’t make School Chu and them wait. 】

……

When the last student was finally seated in the big conference hall of Tiange No. [-] Middle School, Principal Chu, who was standing on the stage, calmly glanced at the faces of the audience—almost all the students sitting downstairs were graduates. students, with their teachers.

Students in other grades returned to their classrooms or watched through electronic devices or directly on the semi-audience platform on the second floor.

This is the graduation ceremony held only once a year in Tiange No. [-] Middle School.

Not just for graduates, but for their little brothers and sisters.

Because the "graduation battle" connected them as a bond.

Principal Chu couldn't help laughing as he looked at the dejected graduates in the audience.

He should give graduation speeches to these almost adult students like the old principal did.

The old headmaster never brought a manuscript when he gave a speech.

Principal Chu thought for a while, and finally gave up on the manuscript handed to him by the [-]-person secretary group of the student union, and he simply finished it himself.

This year is really special.

"good afternoon everyone."

Principal Chu adjusted the microphone, and had already put on the formal attire of Tiange No. [-] Middle School—the Chinese tunic suit.

Pairs of eyes looked at him immediately, hiding helplessness and sighing.

Because they are probably the bottom of the graduating class forever.

A 1% "survival rate" is enough to make them completely unable to turn over in the electronic graduation file.

It is impossible for any other class of graduates to have a lower "survival rate" than them.

Principal Chu smiled: "To be honest, you are the best class of students I have ever supervised."

The author has something to say: 【Dragon Boat Festival, everyone~】