After being busy until twelve o'clock, Canglong finally finished writing the plan. He turned off the desk lamp and went to take a bath. When he came back, he saw Wanwan who was fast asleep with a smile on her face. Canglong felt a little satisfied in his heart and helped her.
After covering himself with the quilt, Canglong turned off the light and carefully got into bed with the help of the dim light outside, fearing to wake up Wanwan.
However, Wanwan seemed to feel something. She closed her eyes and pulled her hand over. Then her little head pressed on Canglong's hand, showing a bit of satisfaction, but she muttered: "Mom, go to bed early!"
Canglong smiled bitterly. It turned out that Wanwan regarded him as his mother. He felt a little unbearable in his heart. Finally, he moved his body and came closer. He patted Wanwan's back gently with his hand and entered without knowing it.
into dreamland.
In the dream, he saw two vague figures looking at him from a distance, but for some reason, he turned into the same figure as when he was a child. He stretched out his hands and ran towards the two figures. His intuition told him that these two figures were
The figure was his dearest person. He ran and ran, but the distance still did not close.
He rubbed his eyes with his hands, as if he wanted to see the appearance of the two figures clearly, but all he could see was the loving smiles on their lips, but could not see their faces clearly. He used all his strength to get closer to them.
, only to find that the distance was still so far away, that the two figures even began to move and become smaller and smaller.
He shouted to them to wait, to wait, but the two figures seemed unable to hear his words, and finally disappeared in front of his eyes. The surroundings suddenly became dark, and in the dark corner, there was a burst of sobbing from a child.
Cang Long walked towards him, feeling a pain in his heart.
He seemed to be able to feel the fear and uneasiness in this child's heart, and he could feel the coldness emanating from him that could repel people thousands of miles away.
"You have to kill, kill enough people to be free. You have to live. Only by living can you have a choice. Your parents abandoned you. You no longer belong to yourself. Only by becoming stronger can you not be abandoned.
!" A cold voice suddenly sounded in the darkness, ringing in the child's ears.
Those innocent eyes suddenly became numb and callous. The child stopped sobbing. He wiped away the tears in the corners of his eyes. There was no emotion in the desperate eyes. A gleaming dagger suddenly appeared in his hand and stabbed him.
Cang Long said coldly: "I want to kill, kill enough people, and get freedom. I want to live and choose everything I should choose. I want to become strong and win my respect!"
"No!" Canglong shouted from the bottom of his heart. At that moment, all his emotions suddenly burst out. He wanted to stop the child, but he was so powerless. He could only watch the child grow up in the cruel training and become more mature in the killing.
More and more cold, those eyes are numb and empty...
"Ha..." Cang Long suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, looked at everything familiar, and murmured to himself, "It turned out to be just a dream, but it is so real!"
A faint light appeared outside the window. Wanwan was still lying next to him, but she didn't know when she had carried her back and was lying on the other side. Canglong helped Wanwan cover herself with the quilt and found that she was covered in sweat. She looked at her watch and found that she had already
It was half past five, and he had slept for nearly five hours. When he woke up from his dream, he was completely sleepless.
He got out of bed, took out the clothes from the cabinet, and walked into the bathroom. The icy cold water fell on him in the morning, but it didn't make his body shiver at all. He was used to this kind of coldness. As a killer, he never
He doesn't know how to take a hot bath. No matter what the environment is, he always uses cold water.
He had to keep his body in tune and get used to a certain temperature, which would keep him calm no matter when and where he was. Ten minutes later, he turned off the shower head, picked up a towel, and wiped his body, keenly
His sense of smell suddenly felt a somewhat familiar fragrance, and he realized that he had used Yu Xue's towel again. He carefully looked at the towel with Juanxiu engraved on it, and Canglong suddenly felt like he was in trouble.
He put on clean clothes, shook Yu Xue's towel, folded it neatly and put it in its original place. After washing, he wrote a note and left the house.
He ran towards school at a very fast speed. He had not done physical training for too long, which would affect his senses.
While running at extreme speed, Canglong felt the moisture of the air hitting his face, and the cold air was sucked into his lungs. No matter when, running is the simplest but most practical physical training, which can make the muscles of the whole body and
Qi and blood are activated.
The walk from the apartment to the school would take about fifteen minutes, but with Soryu running, it only took three minutes.
"Teacher Cang, it's so early." The guard was a little surprised.
Canglong slowed down far away and adjusted his breathing. In the eyes of the guard, Canglong was sweating profusely, but in fact it was just that he was moving too fast and the fog in the air hit him and his hair.
"Morning." Canglong replied and walked into the campus.
I looked at my watch and saw that it wasn't six o'clock yet, but students usually get up at six-thirty, take ten minutes to wash up and tidy up the dormitory, twenty minutes to do morning exercises, and then there will be an hour for breakfast.
On a frosty autumn day, no one wants to get up now. Most students, even adults, have the habit of staying in bed.
The same is naturally true for students in Class 9, but morning exercise is a must, because the voice of the dormitory aunt and the irritable wake-up clock are always ringing in their ears. If they don't get up, the dormitory aunt will come and wake them up.
He put on the quilt and stared at them coldly. No matter whether they were wearing clothes or not under the quilt, they would not feel shy.
Several students had their virginity stripped by their dormitory aunts because they slept in late. The dormitory aunties would even make a very speechless comment to some of the boys with hairy heads: "I have never seen such a small talk from your aunt!"
Even if it's a thorn in their side, as long as they face the words of the dormitory aunt, they will consciously not do it again because they don't want the comments of the dormitory aunt to reach other people's ears, especially the ears of girls.
Otherwise, they are likely to face the consequences of not being able to pick up girls and being ridiculed.
But this morning seemed different. Before 6:30, someone knocked on the door of the Class 9 dormitory, but they did not hear the voice of the dormitory aunt, nor did they hear the wake-up bell.
One by one, they got up from the bed with sleepy eyes. The genius outside was slightly bright. When they got up and washed up as usual, they found that the person standing outside was none other than Teacher Cang. Unfortunately, this Teacher Cang was not the "Teacher Cang", but
He is their class teacher.
They looked at Canglong in disbelief, wondering why Canglong came to school so early today. Soon they got Canglong's answer: "The dormitory administrator told me yesterday that boys in Class 9 are the slowest to get up, so I came to school early today.
, wake you up in advance!”
"Ah..." A dozen boys suddenly screamed in despair. In the frosty weather, some of them were still shivering because they were not in good health.
"Today is just the beginning. In the next semester, as long as I hear the dormitory manager telling me that Class 9 is the latest to wake up, I will knock on your door every day and check your dormitory." Canglong said coldly.
Said, making them who were already shivering from the cold feel even colder.
The boys in Class 9 looked at each other in shock. They knew that the head teacher was definitely not joking. Their intuition told them that Teacher Cang would definitely do what he said.
So there was a scene like this on Saturday morning. The queue of boys from Class 9, which was always the most procrastinating, had already appeared downstairs when the wake-up bell rang. They stood neatly in a row and started their morning exercises, and the leader was actually their
The head teacher, the famous Teacher Cang.
The annoying dormitory aunt went to check the dormitory of Class 9 and found no one there. She thought they had all gone out and stayed online all night.
Doing morning exercises and having breakfast with the students is indeed a very comfortable and enjoyable thing for Canglong. He used to arrive at school at seven o'clock and unknowingly missed all this. In fact, this is also
Part of Soryu's plan.
There is a saying that the day's plan begins in the morning. Morning is the time when people are sleepiest, but also the most energetic. It is also the best time for people to exercise and study in the day. It is also the most efficient time period. No matter what you do, you will be able to do it.
Get twice the result with half the effort.
From morning to noon, Canglong recorded the mental state of the students throughout the morning from the changes in their expressions. After lunch, at 11:30, he drove them back to the dormitory to take a nap on time.
, Canglong calculated the time, called them up again, conducted the afternoon class, and recorded it.
After doing this over and over again for a week, Canglong became irregular in carrying out this plan, coming occasionally and not coming at other times.
The students couldn't figure out whether Canglong was coming or not, so they had no choice but to get up early and not let themselves fall behind other classes.
The mental outlook of Class 9 has become more energetic within a week, instead of being lifeless before. Coupled with Canglong's instructive teaching method, the students did not feel too boring and stressed, but Canglong knew that for the right students,
For those who are in adolescence, this kind of teaching method that combines guidance and discipline will also produce the pressure of restraint. If Canglong's purpose is to restrain, it will be counterproductive in the end.
His real purpose is to let students release their youthful vitality, rather than forceful restraint or guiding restraint, because adolescence is a restless period. If people are not released, they will feel pressure and feeling.
If you are under pressure, you will not have the energy to study, which will lead to rebellious psychology.
Many old people compare their youth with the youth of today's young people, saying that what they were like back then is what the young people of this era are like.
In fact, such a comparison is meaningless, because people in that era had almost no choices, while people in this era have too many choices.
No choice means no temptation, so people of that era could easily go through their youth, but now people have choices and temptations, but their parents never let them choose on their own, or in other words, they never let them choose.
Their wishes and choices were not respected, so rebellion developed.
In the face of temptation, adults have very little resistance, let alone boys and girls who are in adolescence...
ps: I went to the scholar’s wedding. Oh, to be honest, Xiaoyi, I actually went there for the bridesmaid. Hahaha, I hope I will bring the bridesmaid back. If I am happy, you will also be happy.