464. Chapter 460 New Chapter 0454 I will quietly watch you pretend
wack?
Li Mengnan chewed these two words over and over in his heart, and a sneer of unknown meaning appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Perhaps in the eyes of other students, Tan Zhuanghan may have some mental problems, a patient with secondary school syndrome, or simply a mild case of delusional disorder.
But Li Mengnan didn't think it would be that simple.
If you think about it carefully, you can understand - Hanlin High School is not the kind of university that you can pay to attend. All students must have undergone a very detailed physical examination before enrolling. How could they turn a blind eye to a potential mental patient?
Aren't you afraid that a Korean version of the "Supreme Hammer Demon" Tan Jiajue will sneak into the school?
In other words, there is a powerful person like Professor Yang, the "Magnetic Stormtrooper" in Hanlin Art High School who specializes in dealing with all kinds of dissatisfaction?
Okay, Magnetic Troopers and stuff, just kidding.
The only explanation is that Tan Zhuanghan's mental state is normal.
So there is a paradox here - a person with a normal mental state does something that makes people feel that his mental state is abnormal. What is the reason for this?
There are only two possibilities:
One is that Tan Zhuanghan is using this abnormal behavior to cover up some of his shady behaviors.
The other is that everything he does is actually normal behavior, but it is just out of the scope of ordinary people's cognition that he will be regarded as mentally abnormal.
No matter which one of the above, it shows that Tan Zhuanghan is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface.
Thinking of this, Li Mengnan couldn't help but draw a key mark in his heart for Tan Zhuanghan.
Regardless of whether this person is directly related to this case or not, his abnormal behavior alone deserves to be included as a key suspect.
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When many students write essays, as long as they mention campus life, most of them will use the word "colorful" as a prefix modifier.
However, everyone knows very well that although this word is written as "colorful", it is actually pronounced as "hard".
Compared with ordinary high schools, Hanlin Arts High School is slightly better.
After all, it is a school that cultivates acting talents. Professional courses such as acting and physical education are the key. Regular cultural courses are just passable.
No teacher will force you to get high scores. After all, no matter how good your academic performance is, it will not be of any help to your future career.
At most, after you become famous, you can add some nice embellishments in the interview program that reviews your life history.
But most of the time this embellishment is useless.
According to the current trend in the entertainment industry, academic stars are not popular, and the counterattacks of grassroots students are what the masses like to see.
I don’t care whether this trend is good or bad, but it does lead a trend in Hanlin High School.
These boys and girls who are determined to devote themselves to acting careers would rather invest a lot of time in skin care and body shaping than waste another second on boring books.
Only those students who have extraordinary bones and are interested in being special actors or comedians will read the tomes carefully.
Since they can't rely on their face to make a living, they can only rely on their strength to speak for themselves.
Of course, these academic leaders are only a small group of people after all, and will not have much impact on the overall leisurely and lazy atmosphere of Hanlin Art High School.
I had half a day's leisure in my life.
Li Mengnan didn't come here to study, so he couldn't be expected to pay much attention to the knowledge that he was already familiar with.
The only thing that made him feel fresh was the history class here. Watching the old man with Mediterranean hair standing on the podium and speaking impassionedly about the history of ancient Korea, he inexplicably found a feeling like listening to cross talk at Deyun Club.
——Blow! Keep blowing!
The small peninsula country as big as a palm is sandwiched between the Chinese and Japanese countries. Since the beginning of historical records, it has been like a little widow living between two big families. Either one will be raped today, or the other will be raped tomorrow, and sometimes even
He was attacked from both sides.
Silla, Baekje, and Goguryeo were like the three holes in the little widow's body that were poked over and over again by the two strong men of China and Japan.
Occasionally I was hurt, I struggled a little and scratched a bloody mark on the two strong men, and I was so excited that I felt as if the cannons I had received before had been hit on the dogs. I was still the steadfast little widow I had been.
Then, he simply selectively forgot about being shot, and kept exaggerating his unyielding resistance in the face of violence...
Well, if shouting a few times can be considered a struggle, those teachers in the island country who are both moral and artistic are still on the front line of the anti-Japanese war.
This is not the most important thing. The key is that if you say this often enough, over time, even they themselves will believe it.
How could a few thousand armed peasants who didn't even have enough to eat defeat tens of thousands of regular field troops of the Tang Dynasty? Even if Comrade Jin Sanpang, the Generalissimo of the Universe, was leading the team at the time, he couldn't do it...
Li Mengnan flipped back through the textbook, and as expected, the whole text was filled with obscenities like fictional historical novels, so he opened the Goldfinger version.
However, he didn't bother to expose it, so he quietly watched the other party show off.
**Strengthen the body and strengthen the country...
People are already in such a miserable state, and it would be crazy for you to remove their last layer of fig leaf.
History class is the last class in the afternoon.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the Mediterranean-style old man who taught history wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth and walked off the platform with his head held high.
Just like he was not in class before, but fighting, still with those ancient Korean heroes who left their names in history.
The flushed expression on his face was as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
Is this the legendary "it's so exciting to pretend to be cool and then run away"?
Li Mengnan complained in his mind while packing his schoolbag.
"Hi! Li Chengzhe, where are you going soon?"
Lin Meina was half sitting and half leaning on Li Mengnan's desk, looking at him condescendingly. Her peach-shaped buttocks were pressed against the edge of the desk, and her black and yellow plaid skirt was stretched tightly, making her look like
Full of meatiness.
As expected, a child who grew up eating steak midi has an unusually good body development.
Li Mengnan took a few appreciative glances and then withdrew his gaze, buttoned up his schoolbag, raised his head and replied, "Of course I'm going home, where else could I go?"
"My first guess is that you students from China are all very geeky." Lin Meina said with a true expression.
"This is called loving family. This is one of the advantages of Chinese men."
Li Mengnan is purely trying to put money on his own face, but things are different now. He now represents the entire male group in China. Naturally, he cannot be looked down upon by a little Korean girl who grew up in the United States.