In order to prevent her from saying boring things to me again, and also to prevent her from suddenly losing her mind and thinking that I would not forgive her for doing something stupid.
So I didn't choose to block her messages or delete her, but turned off my traffic and let her see that I was offline.
I was thinking, maybe if I do this she will give up on her own.
My thoughts at this time are.
At this time, I shut down the Internet first to make her really think that I was offline, and then I suddenly came online half an hour later to see if she had replied to my message or anything. In this way, I could best determine her status, and at the same time
It won't make her feel uncomfortable or anything.
After all, I am really afraid that something will happen to her.
When you look at others with such thoughts, they can still feel a little uncomfortable.
Although I really want to treat her better through this method.
But what was a little embarrassing was that I fell asleep not long after I lay in bed. When I opened my eyes again, it was already early the next morning.
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"Well……"
I was a little confused when I just woke up. Although I didn't know what time it was, I sat up gently and rubbed my aching forehead.
[Speaking of which, I seem to have forgotten something important...what is it?]
I was thinking in a daze, while gently tapping my cheek, trying to wake myself up.
I subconsciously clicked on my phone and looked at the time.
【7:05】
[This kind of wake-up time is really terrible... It's too short to take a nap, but it's too long to use it to wash up or something.
Forget it, I’m better at playing with my mobile phone than anything else...]
Thinking of this, I unlocked my phone.
Yesterday, Penguin's chat interface suddenly appeared in front of me. At this time, I slapped my head and muttered to myself helplessly: "Damn... I actually forgot about this."
Feeling a little nervous, I quickly turned on the traffic, and then quickly refreshed Penguin to see if she would send me any new messages.
I don't know what to do if she does something stupid.
But the moment the message just refreshed on my phone, I just glanced at it, and couldn't help but pat my forehead, and said with a wry smile: "It's over, it's over, why does she have to think so..."
I dropped my phone on the bed, got up and went to wash up.
However, on the mobile phone screen where the brightness gradually dims, one line of large characters can still be seen very clearly.
Bai Que: [Since you don’t accept my apology, I will compensate you in my own way.]
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Every day is the same boring, and every day's life is roughly the same. Except for the increase in courses, I don't feel any difference every day.
Sitting in the classroom and dozing off, I supported my head with my hands. The scene in front of me was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry. I even had a feeling that I would fall asleep at any time. But this was obviously the first class in the morning, and my eyelids
The fight was already so severe that even my hands could no longer hold up my drowsy head.
[Did you not expect me to be so sleepy? You didn’t sleep last night, okay? Well... I’m so sleepy.]
I was so sleepy that I began to think wildly, and my confused mind made me unable to help but close my heavy eyelids.
"Dingle bell bell bell..."
Suddenly, a rapid ringing of the bell interrupted my thoughts, which also made my originally abundant sleepiness slow down a lot.
[It turns out that the end of get out of class bell is a magic weapon to relieve fatigue...]
I feel a lot more awake.
He patted his cheek and complained softly.
"Ding-deng-deng..."
The sound of high heels suddenly came from outside the class door, and I couldn't help but move to the door of the class.
I saw our class teacher slowly walking into the classroom with a stack of flyers under his arm.
"Students, I have some good news for you today."
The head teacher tapped the blackboard lightly and said to us with a smile on his face.
"Good news? What good news?"
"I do not know?"
"Hey, could it be that the final exam questions were leaked?"
"Who knows? But this shitty school must be thinking all the time."
“The main reason is that the leaders of our Mechanical and Electrical Department are great.”
"Uh-huh."
"..."
As the head teacher's words rang out, the classroom naturally became noisy. It seemed that everyone was guessing what the department leader was going to do today.
"From today on, the school requires everyone to join a club. Otherwise, you will fail the class at the end of the semester." Our class teacher smiled at us while gently raising the flyer in his hand.
As soon as these words came out, the students below also exploded in an instant, and the voices of various discussions were endless.
"Wow... this shabby school really has its own ideas."
"The department leader has nothing to do again?"
"I'm convinced...there are so many classes and you have to find something for us to do."
"This bullshit leader..."
"..."
With such a request, even I, who is usually used to their style, can't help but secretly complain.
〔Vomited……
Do you want us to join the club?
Why are we forced to do such a troublesome thing? Can't this shitty school ask us what we think?
Is it possible that the requirement to be a leader here is to have the ability to think of things as they come up? 〕
"Quiet! Quiet!!"
The head teacher looked at us chattering endlessly, slapped the table hard, and started shouting.
"..."
But soon, the class fell silent under these roars.
The class teacher turned his head left and right, glanced inside the class, and after seeing that no one was speaking, he gently placed the flyer in his hand on the podium, and then said with a serious face: "Class monitor, study committee member, come and put this pile
The club flyer has been distributed."
The squad leader quickly stood up, took the flyer, and began to cooperate with the class committee to distribute it.
Soon, the class committee distributed the gaudy club brochure to our respective seats.
The head teacher nodded slightly when he saw us reading the flyers, then clapped his hands gently, and everyone with smiles on their faces said: "Dear students, we are not going to have class in the second period this morning, so we are asking everyone to find their own clubs.
.But before class in the afternoon, you have to ask the monitor in the group to provide your club information. Do you understand?"
"Understood……"
The students in the class answered feebly.
"As for those who submit slowly..."
At this point, the head teacher's expression suddenly changed, and he said with a ferocious look: "You know what the consequences will be."
Suddenly, a student raised his hand and asked the teacher with a puzzled expression: "Teacher, where can we find a club? And can we set out to find our own club now?"
"We're ready to go. The club meeting point is at the basketball court behind the building. You go quickly."
class
After the director finished speaking, he turned around and left the classroom expressionlessly. Only the students who were talking about each other were left in the classroom.
"Yang Chen, have you decided which club to join?"
Sun Fengqi waved to me and asked me curiously.
"Not yet, but we'd better leave first. It'll take a while for everyone to get moving, but it's too crowded and hard to find."
I looked at the flyer in my hand and answered without raising my head.
"Then what are you waiting for?"
"Let's go."
"I don't want to stay here any longer."
While complaining about this, these guys stood up and packed their things, preparing to go downstairs with me to take a look at the club.
I balled up the leaflet in my hand, threw it casually, and threw it directly into the trash can not far away.
Then he followed the group of idiot roommates with expressionless faces and turned around to leave the classroom.
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The playground is not far from our teaching building. As long as you go downstairs, you can easily see where the clubs gather.
As we walked downstairs, various club promotions also hit us.
"Come, come, come, take a look! Don't miss it if you pass by! The Sanda club is recruiting new people! Are you still worried that no girl likes you? Are you still worried about your girlfriend's disapproval?
?As long as you are willing to work hard, you can have charming muscles!"
"Come and take a look, come and take a look! The History Society is recruiting people! Coming here will not only allow you to appreciate the prosperity of Chang'an! It will also allow you to see historical secrets that you have never seen before! It is better to act than to act.
What are you waiting for?"
"The Mystery Club is recruiting people. Come here and see all the mystery events and novels for free to satisfy your reasoning desires!"
"..."
[It’s surprisingly noisy here.
Everyone seems to be completing some target. When the club recruited new members last year, everyone seemed to have little motivation. I always feel that everyone is working extremely hard this year.]
I looked at the club gathering place in front of me, which looked like a vegetable market, and couldn't help but think curiously.
But before I could think about anything, a big hand pressed on my shoulder.
"Come on, let's go shopping together."
Zhang Tianlai put his arms around my shoulders and said excitedly.
"good."
I was half-pushed and half-pulled into this noisy place. Looking at the people around me promoting their club, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
We stopped and walked along the way, looking at the publicity methods of various societies and the various fancy performances in front of us to attract people, just to achieve the purpose of recruiting new people.
"Hey, it's Yang Chen!"
A voice suddenly sounded from my ear.
Before I knew who the voice was, a girl grabbed my shoulder in a hurry and pulled me into the promotional booth next to me.
"Hey, who are you?"
I turned my head and looked at the people in front of me with a calm expression.
The girl standing in front of me pushed up her glasses slightly and said with a smile on her face: "I am Zhou Ke, have you forgotten? I was the one who pulled you to come to our painting club."
"But I remember I refused..."
I sighed, shrugged my shoulders, and said helplessly.
Zhou Ke couldn't help curling his lips when he heard my words, and then asked me helplessly: "Look, which of the girls in our club is not good-looking? Aren't you attracted? Why don't you want to join?