Zombies don't need to rest

Jiang Yang stood on the trash can by the side of the road, and at a glance, he saw the girl rushing out happily waving her hands in the dense crowd.

The voice rang before the person arrived: "Brother Yang, you are really here."

Jumped off the trash can, and was thrown into the arms of the petite girl. Jiang Yang skillfully hugged her with one hand, and handed ten yuan to the cleaner next to him without a trace with the other hand.

The cleaner silently took the money, then picked up the trash can that Jiang Yang stepped on and walked inside.

The parents on the side of the road stepped aside one after another, while Jiang Yang followed him into the crowded school gate in a relaxed and happy manner.

The congestion at the gate quickly made everyone frown and worry, and after passing through the gate and leaving the densely populated area, Jiang Yang took ten yuan from the two people behind him and stuffed them into his pockets.

Then he smiled and said to Feng Xiangmiao: "Didn't you say that you want me to hold a parent-teacher meeting for you? If you don't get good grades in the meeting later, it will be embarrassing to go back."

Feng Xiangmiao, who had no idea what happened, jumped down and grabbed Jiang Yang's hand: "Come with me, Brother Yang, I'll show you something good."

Although there were many people around who were surprised by Jiang Yang's identity as a zombie, they didn't say much, but chose to avoid and not contact Jiang Yang when he passed by.

So the two of them were able to get to the downstairs of the teaching building more smoothly than passing through the crowded gate.

Looking at the rows of display boards, Feng Xiangmiao took Jiang Yang's hand all the way to the middle one, pointed to his photo above and raised his head proudly, "How about Brother Yang, praise me quickly."

Jiang Yang put one hand on her head, and read aloud the content on the display board softly: "Excellent student: Feng Xiangmiao, the first in the total score of the age, not bad."

Feng Xiangmiao grabbed the big hand on top of her head and looked at Jiang Yang eagerly: "Then can I go to the playground?"

Jiang Yang smiled: "Of course."

The little girl cheered, jumped up and hugged Jiang Yang's neck and kissed his side face forcefully: "Brother Yang, you are so kind!"

"cough cough"

Suddenly there was a coughing sound from behind, Feng Xiangmiao turned her head subconsciously, then suddenly let go of her hand, lowered her head and stood there obediently and said, "Hello, Teacher Dou."

Jiang Yang also turned around and looked at the female teacher standing behind him. She was about 40 years old, which was still very young in terms of the lifespan of a new human being.

"Hi teacher, I am Feng Xiangmiao's parent."

Seeing Jiang Yang stretching out his hand, the teacher nodded and shook hands with him, then frowned and asked, "Who are you to her?"

Before Jiang Yang could speak, Feng Xiangmiao beside him took the initiative to introduce: "Brother Yang is mine, uh, godfather."

Teacher Dou frowned as soon as he said this, while Jiang Yang smiled and reached out and tapped Feng Xiangmiao's forehead lightly, and then said calmly, "I am the guardian of this child."

Teacher Dou still frowned: "Is it?"

Jiang Yang nodded: "Because strictly speaking, I am her guardian, her father's guardian, and her grandfather's guardian. Unfortunately, the child of the previous generation has passed away."

He spread his hands in apology.

Originally, Teacher Dou saw her student with the best grade kissing a young man in public, so she interrupted them very seriously, and was going to teach Feng Xiangmiao a good lesson.

But listening to what Jiang Yang said, it seems that Feng Xiangmiao's behavior just now can be understood.

She is kissing her, um, grandpa?

And even more than that. . .

Feng Xiangmiao didn't know what she was thinking, and took Jiang Yang's hand and nodded vigorously: "That's right, Brother Yang is the guardian spirit of our family."

Jiang Yang couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch her mouth. What strange things did this child see? Where did he learn these words?

Teacher Dou looked at the two people and took a deep breath: "What's your name?"

"The surname is Jiang, Jiang Yang."

Teacher Dou raised his eyebrows when he heard the name, and asked curiously, "Is that Mr. Jiang who spoke in the Flower Square?"

Nodding, Jiang Yang held down Feng Xiangmiao, who was dissatisfied because he pinched her mouth: "It's not good, I made the teacher laugh."

Teacher Dou shook his head, then turned around and spread his hands: "Mr. Jiang said very well. I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to meet you. Come in and sit down. Before the meeting starts, I want to talk to you about this child's problem." .”

Hearing what she said, Feng Xiangmiao obediently grabbed Jiang Yang's clothes and followed behind him.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Yang knew that something must have happened. He shook his head and followed Teacher Dou into the teaching building.

In the office, Teacher Dou took out a thick printing paper from the drawer, looked at Jiang Yang and said:

"Mr. Jiang, Miaomiao's academic performance has always been very good, but the problem is that the child's character is a bit bad, um, I can't say it's bad..."

She was a little incoherent, Feng Xiangmiao obediently lowered her head and did not speak.

Jiang Yang reached out and rubbed her hair and said calmly, "Ms. Dou just say it."

Teacher Dou nodded, put the printing paper in Jiang Yang's hand and said, "This kid set up a reading club in school and spread some, not very good content."

Jiang Yang took the papers with a serious expression and carefully flipped through them, and then calmly said in Feng Xiangmiao's anxious eyes: "I see, don't worry, Teacher Dou, I will discipline her well."

The corner of Teacher Dou's mouth moved, and finally said as tactfully as possible: "That's right, Mr. Jiang, these things are actually not that bad in my opinion, but you know that the current federation is not very accepting of these ideas.

All the universities in the Federation are shrinking their enrollment. She must maintain her grades to be able to enter the university. Otherwise, a girl may fail to enter the army. The current employment situation is very bad, so before successfully entering the university, I I think she should focus on learning. "

Jiang Yang nodded slightly: "Thank you Teacher Dou, I will urge her to study."

Feng Xiangmiao grabbed Jiang Yang's hand and did not speak. Teacher Dou sighed: "Let's have a chat, I'll go down and get ready first, remember to come to the meeting after the bell rings."

Jiang Yang got up with a smile and sent her out of the office. When he came back, he saw tears in Feng Xiangmiao's eyes.

Picking up the papers on the table, Jiang Yang suddenly asked, "Where did you get it?"

Feng Xiangmiao lowered her head and replied, "It's on your bookshelf."

Just when she thought she would be criticized, Jiang Yang suddenly wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes and said: "Zizek's book is not very suitable for you yet, if you are really interested, you should start from 1917. "

67 Mr. Jiang, get out of here

Feng Xiangmiao didn't know who Zizek was, nor what happened in 1917. She just found a book scattered on Jiangyang's bookshelf, and saw some interesting content in it, and shared these things with herself. friends.

But the problem is that in today's Pan-Asian Federation, people are not very willing to mention the cataclysmic era, let alone mention before the cataclysmic era.

The apocalypse destroyed everything, and coupled with the deliberate destruction, all history before the cataclysmic era 30 years ago has disappeared.

People nowadays call themselves new humans not only because of physical strength, but also because of historical faults.

But also because of this, after people passed through the era of cataclysm and eliminated the threats visible to the naked eye, some people began to be curious about the cataclysm, and even the human civilization before the cataclysm.

The unknown often has a strong temptation, especially for these students who grew up in peaceful times, even a few simple pages are enough to make them surprised that human society had so much thinking before the catastrophe happened.

In addition, Feng Xiangmiao is not an ordinary student after all.

Being brought up by Jiang Yang, she more or less came into contact with a lot of knowledge and culture different from the current era.

On the one hand, this made her grades among the best, and on the other hand, it also gave her a sense of mystery, which attracted many students to join her reading club.

The bell rang outside, and the two left the office to go to the classroom for a meeting. Feng Xiangmiao took Jiang Yang's hand and whispered, "I'm sorry, I caused you trouble."

Hearing this, Jiang Yang stopped, squatted down and looked at her seriously: "You really need to apologize, because you took my things without my permission, this is the only trouble you caused me, but It's like when you ate a cookie off my plate as a kid, it's nothing serious."

The two looked at each other, Jiang Yang looked into Feng Xiangmiao's eyes, took out a wet towel from his pocket to help her wipe the corners of her eyes, and said softly: "You didn't cause trouble for me, but you caused trouble for yourself. "

Looking at the little girl's puzzled eyes, Jiang Yang said patiently: "You held a reading club, but you don't know anything about that period of history. I'm really worried about what you're going to talk about next."

Seeing that he really didn't mean to blame herself, Feng Xiangmiao lowered her head shyly and said, "That's why I held the first official reading club before the holiday."

Jiang Yang looked at her with a smile: "Then go to my study to get a few pages of paper during the summer vacation?"

Feng Xiangmiao nodded, and Jiang Yang reached out and touched her forehead lightly: "The plan is good, but unfortunately I found out, how about this, so that you can really have something to say in the next semester's study meeting, this summer vacation you Just study history, but don’t be too happy, that thing is too complicated, and you can’t even get into it for more than a month.”

To his surprise, Feng Xiangmiao was not sad when he heard this, but raised his head after hesitation and asked, "Then can I go to the playground first and then start class?"

Jiang Yang took her hand and went downstairs: "Of course."

Feng Xiangmiao jumped on his back all of a sudden: "Hey, brother Yang, you are so kind."

Jiang Yang let her lie on his back and strangled his neck, turned his head and asked, "Are you really interested in history?"

"Ah."

The girl's voice was not loud, just like the students who applied for unpopular majors in Jiangyang's era were at a loss when facing their parents.

Feng Xiangmiao lay on Jiang Yang's back with a gloomy expression.

The teacher said that the history major is basically useless in today's Pan-Asian Federation, and there is no way out other than being a teacher after graduation.

At this moment, she suddenly heard Jiang Yang's voice: "It was very hard."

Feng Xiangmiao whispered, "I know, but I'm not afraid."

The two had already arrived at the door of the classroom, Feng Xiangmiao jumped off Jiang Yang's back, and then heard him say in his ear: "I need an affirmative answer, you just need to make sure if you really want to go this way Lu, as for the others, you don’t need to worry about it.”

Just as Feng Xiangmiao was about to answer, Jiang Yang put his hand on her head, helped her tidy up her somewhat messy hairstyle and said, "Don't rush to make a decision, ask yourself carefully."

After finishing speaking, he helped Feng Xiangmiao tidy up her school uniform and the delicate bow tie on the collar of her shirt, and took her hand to push open the classroom door.

Teacher Dou on the podium smiled and nodded, and then took the initiative to introduce to the students and parents present: "This is Feng Xiangmiao and her family member Mr. Jiang Yang."

As the first age, the parents have heard Feng Xiangmiao's name a long time ago. Now seeing this cute and beautiful girl like an elf, they are all impressed. They can't help admiring that there is such a perfect person in the world. girl.

But when they saw Jiang Yang beside her, many people still frowned secretly, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, how could such a good child have a family member of a zombie?

Unlike the parents who were in complicated moods, the students already had a good impression of Feng Xiangmiao. In addition, Jiang Yang's appearance was also outstanding. Coupled with the scarlet eyes, many girls covered their mouths and stamped their feet.

Of course, there were also boys who looked at the tender little hand held by Jiang Yang viciously.

Jiang Yang walked past the crowd expressionlessly and sat in the middle of the classroom. Feng Xiangmiao took out his transcripts and certificates from the hole in his desk to show off to him. The eyes of the parents are red.

Taking a peek at the report cards of those children, Jiang Yang sat quietly in a chair and mourned for what might happen to these young children after they returned home.

Even after more than 200 years, the situation of the parents' association has not changed much, and as the number one, the teachers of every subject will definitely praise Feng Xiangmiao.

The little girl proudly took Jiang Yang's hand and sat on the chair. Whenever the teacher praised her, she would stand up calmly, nod her head upright, and then secretly write on the palm of Jiang Yang's hand after sitting down: "Praise me!" !

Amusedly matching her movements, he squeezed her hand to express encouragement. Seeing her sitting there happily but not wanting to act casually, Jiang Yang suppressed himself from laughing out loud.

At this moment, he suddenly felt someone watching him not far away, but when he turned his head, he saw only a pair of dodging eyes.

Jiang Yang turned his head, and those eyes stared at him again, but when he turned his head again, he only saw the back of a boy's head.

The time passed little by little in the hide-and-seek game between the two of them. Near noon, Teacher Dou, who was the class teacher, returned to the podium to announce the official start of the holiday.

When the bell rang, the classroom suddenly became noisy, and the students followed their parents, leaving the classroom happily or dejectedly.

Teacher Dou signaled Jiang Yang to stay, and after all the parents left, she asked Feng Xiangmiao to wait at the door, then looked at Jiang Yang and said, "Mr. I think you should start thinking about the future of this child."

Jiang Yang nodded: "I don't know what Mr. Dou's opinion is?"

The young female teacher thought for a while before she said tactfully: "You also know the situation in our NO.11 base city. To be honest, we teachers are also worried about the reform policy in the city, and such a big change happened suddenly. , I’m afraid it’s hard to say what the base city will be like in the future, I think, maybe you can consider letting this child try to change the environment?”

The female teacher's eyes were only clear and calm. Seeing that Jiang Yang did not speak, she explained in a low voice: "Of course I am not saying that the No. 11 base city is not good, that is, you also know the current situation, right? As long as there is a stable learning environment, she can still pass the college entrance examination even if she shrinks her enrollment, she should not gamble her future in such an uncertain environment."

Jiang Yang looked at her, paused for a while before slowly opening his mouth: "Thank you Teacher Dou for reminding me, I will think about it carefully."

Teacher Dou breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand: "I hope you can find a new job as soon as possible, and can I trouble you, if Miaomiao is admitted to university, please send me a message?"

Jiang Yang shook hands with her: "Thank you, I will."

Without saying anything more, Jiang Yang turned and left the classroom.

When the door was closed, the teacher Dou inside was standing on the podium, smiling and waving at Feng Xiangmiao.

Sighing silently, sure enough, even the people in the NO.11 base city are not optimistic about this experimental reform.

After Feng Xiangmiao said hello, she turned her head and said, "Brother Yang, Teacher Dou is very kind. She helped me explain to the school the book club I organized."

Jiang Yang nodded: "He is indeed a good teacher."

At the end of the corridor, a pair of eyes quietly poked out to look at the two people.

68 A girl is more beautiful than a dream

Although the parent-teacher meeting is over, Qiushi Middle School will be open all day today, and students also need to go to the dormitory to pick up their luggage.

Feng Xiangmiao took Jiang Yang's hand and walked around the campus, happily introducing him to the landscape here.

When passing by a gymnasium that looked a bit old, Feng Xiangmiao pulled Jiang Yang and bent down and said in a low voice: "I held a reading club here. Dozens of students participated at that time, but at the end of it, they were disciplined by the school. The inspection team found out, and thanks to Teacher Dou I was not called in for a conversation."

Jiang Yang looked at the building and said with a smile, "Do you know what this house was used for in the first place?"

Feng Xiangmiao raised his head curiously, and Jiang Yang pointed to the exposed red bricks on the outside of the gymnasium: "This was originally a war warehouse designed to store weapons. During the city construction period, it was the place where construction workers played ball. After the city was built It was changed into a guard warehouse, and later changed into the canteen of the Municipal Taxation Bureau. As a result, the taxation bureau became larger and larger, so it moved out. It happened that Qiushi Middle School was established, so this place was used as a school gymnasium. .”

Leading her to the door, Jiang Yang looked inside through the glass: "It is basically abandoned now, and it is estimated that it will be demolished and rebuilt in a few years."

Feng Xiangmiao is not at all curious why Jiang Yang knows so much, because her father Feng Wenbin said when she was young that the original NO.11 base city was built by Jiang Yang with zombie workers, and he can say everything here Is well-informed.