The bustle in early March gradually stabilized as time went by. Those other classes and even other students who went to Class 8, Grade 1, to curiously inquire about the members of the Tongue Club during recess, finally disappeared before arousing the rebellious psychology of everyone in Class 8.
No trace.
There were fewer people watching in the class, but the number of customers who came to the Tongue Club activity room in the afternoon did not decrease with the passage of time as Xiangchuan imagined. There were only those who took out and those who wanted to come in to dine in.
But there were more and more students, and some students even waited until the last minute of afternoon recess before leaving. Finally, on the Monday of the fourth week, the student president Wentao Kai had to move all majors to the university under the protest of the club teachers.
The club leaders held a meeting and decided on a magical "Tianjian Club dine-in rotation schedule for each club". Two to three club members can go to the Tongue Club for dine-in every day, with one round every two weeks. When Xiangchuan got the document that afternoon, his eyes twitched when he saw it. He almost yelled at Student Council President Wen Tao, who claimed that he had condescended to go to the Tongue Club to deliver the document to her in person, but in fact came to rub the cake just out of the oven: I
This is a club! Not a restaurant!
The reason why she didn't have an attack in front of her was because Kagawa herself realized this problem in the third week. If she didn't want to disturb the rehearsals of the nearby performance club and her parents and brothers secretly advised her not to use her pocket money to donate to the club as funding, she would have
I really want to convert this single-family club activity room into a second floor.
There was no way, there were really a lot of people. But to be on the safe side, Xiangchuan still decided to try it out for two weeks to see the effect.
"...This is the idea of solving this question, do you understand?" After finishing the topic, Aino cleared his throat, picked up the juice next to him and took a nice sip, to reward his throat that was so smokey from the topic.<
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".........Oh." Xiangchuan stared at the densely packed formulas on the screen in front of him and choked out one word.
It seems that I don’t understand. Ouyang Yating and Liang Gong, who were sitting at the small table next to them and were learning to make yam cakes by hand, thought at the same time.
"Good afternoon, are you making up a lesson?" Lu Daiqing walked in, followed by a crowd of members of the Literature Club and Physics Club. Soon the entire activity room was filled with Xiaoxing 1 and Xiaoxing 2.
No. 1 immediately ran to the kitchen to wait for orders. Everyone skillfully opened the light screens on the seats and started ordering meals.
"...Monitor, if I fail math, I won't repeat the grade." Xiangchuan raised his head with an apocalyptic expression on his face, which scared Lu Daiqing.
Lu Daiqing approached Ainuo and asked in a low voice: "Is it so urgent?"
"It's so urgent that I doubt whether mathematics is taught in the elementary and junior high schools of our fleet." Aino replied expressionlessly. When he was giving Kagawa a tutoring lesson at the beginning, he saw the nonsense formulas she wrote in the light-screen answer column.
Sometimes he would get angry, but after three consecutive days, his mood gradually stabilized, no, it should be said that he became numb.
Lu Daiqing looked at Ouyang Yating and Liang Gong next to him in confusion, and both of them looked away.
Don't ask! Asking means they have worked hard to teach you! Their lonely profile tells the story of the hard work they have put in these days. Lu Daiqing, who has reached the peak of his ability to observe words and colors, naturally understood it with his heart.
"Monitor, why can humans leave their lives to the control of AI, but we young girls are still required to learn mathematics." Xiangchuan stood up suddenly, "Isn't science supposed to liberate humans from heavy labor?
Come out and develop! We have developed to the point where we can soar in Qiongyu, why do we still need to learn such tedious numbers——!"
"Okay, okay, sit down."
Aino walked up behind her in a familiar manner and pushed Xiangchuan down. He turned around and saw Lu Daiqing's stunned expression and explained: "Don't worry, our president will talk some escapist nonsense when his brain capacity is overloaded.
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"Haha... This speech is quite good. If your Tongue Club hadn't been so prosperous, I would have wanted to recruit you to our literary club. Mr. Xianggawa, do you have attainments in ancient literature, or are you... resources? This
In fact, we are envious of both aspects." Lu Daiqing simply sat on the seat opposite Xiangchuan and ordered a cup of fruit milk and an apple cake for himself.
"Forget it, I don't have this talent." Xiangchuan waved his hands tiredly. Although he was a liberal arts student, the last time he did a long literary creation was...does the thesis in college count? "And we are only in the first year of high school.
, how much ink can there be in your belly? Read more novels and classics."
"Famous book...?"
A familiar question sentence with a long pronunciation at the end and a rising tone. Xiangchuan looked at the class monitor, and sure enough, the familiar blank expression made her eyes twitch. Although she knew that in modern times, the loss of culture before the 21st century was serious, she would not even lose it.
No literary works have been preserved at all?
"Uh... you know "Romeo and Juliet", right? It's from about the same era as that, like "The Hunchback of Notre Dame," "Gone with the Wind" and "The Count of Monte Cristo" and so on."
Kagawa popped out a bunch of books that she liked to read when she was a student, but the response she received was that the monitor’s blank look turned into the blank looks of those around her.
Well, she underestimated the dark virus crisis. This level of purge can be regarded as a major reshuffle of civilization.
"Kanggawa-san, have you read all of these? Can you lend them to me?!" The class monitor looked at her with bright eyes after coming back to his senses. In his opinion, it seemed to him that it was so natural for Kagawa to talk about some of the book titles.
Then she must have seen it, and she watches it often!
"Hmm? Okay." Kagawa, who was tortured by math problems and lost some ability to think, replied casually.
Then she regretted it the next second, because the classmates or seniors from the literary club who were sitting politely in the seats around them suddenly ran over in a swarm. If they hadn't been so reserved as cultural people, they would have lost their temper.
Now I'm afraid I'm going to squeeze over and turn their table over.
"Kagawa-senpai, are there any novels of the same era as "Romeo and Juliet"? I am studying the script of this drama..."
"Xiangchuan-san, I used my mother's account to watch your sister's live broadcast. Have you ever broadcast the TV series with a similar theme..."
"Kagawa-san, can I borrow those books you just mentioned?"
Xiangchuan was looking at them blankly now. It was not because he was frightened, but because his tired brain cells had not yet reacted to this overwhelming crowd. On the contrary, it made the members of the Literature Club anxious and suddenly attracted the attention of those around him.
Attention, melon eaters.
"Calm down, the students from the Physics Club are still watching." The president of the Literature Club ran behind Xiangchuan at some point, adjusted his glasses, and glanced at the noisy club members.
Just this one glance made everyone shut up, but everyone still looked at Kagawa expectantly.
"I'm sorry, Kagawa-san, the members of our club have been a little uncontrollable since they learned that you were exposed to ancient written works such as "Thirty-six Strategies"." The president of the literary club looked at her apologetically,
"Everyone is really interested in ancient literary works, especially after being exposed to the ancient words and phrases in sister Xiangxue's live broadcast room, they can't help it."
Ancient words? Ancient poems? Xiangchuan tilted her head. Every time modern people refer to the culture of the 21st century, her brain would freeze for a second or two. "I roughly understand your expectations, but the application for literary works
The procedure is cumbersome, so I can’t give you too many books at once.”
This is true. Last week, because of the "Thirty-six Strategies" incident, the Information Bureau and the Cultural Bureau almost broke through the door of Xiang's family. They signed some inexplicable confidentiality agreements and usage agreements for three days in a row, which made Xiangchuan frown.
Wrinkle. The Art of War has caused such trouble. If a novel were released, her family might not be able to calm down for a week.
However, she couldn't bear the expectant looks of her peers and seniors in front of her, so she relented: Too many are not enough, but a few are still okay.
Wow——
The literary club suddenly lost the reserve of a cultural person and gave out cheers that could almost knock off the roof. Then they began to discuss what kind of literary works they wanted. The president of the literary club couldn't hold it anymore.
After the members of my group yelled and apologized, they joined the discussion enthusiastically.
That evening, an application for the use of ancient literary works was received in the mailbox of the Information Bureau. The titles of the application books were - "The Count of Monte Cristo", "A Dream of Red Mansions" and "Don Quixote".
It’s somewhat mixed with personal preferences, Xiangchuan turned off the light screen and thought leisurely.