Chapter 7 The Hall of Fame in Three Middle Schools
The teaching in the classroom is getting better and better.
"To sum up, this text profoundly reflects the author's understanding of..."
In class, the Chinese teacher explained the central idea of the text in a leisurely manner.
"Ahem-hmm."
Gao Yi was sitting upright, listening to the lecture at ease, when he suddenly heard a light cough coming from his side.
He glanced towards the seat across the aisle to his left.
The girl wearing a light school uniform with brown woolen fabric peeking out from her neckline retracted her hands into her cuffs to show the fonts on the phone screen.
[Teacher Ma’s care for you is so considerate]
Gao Yi had no expression on his face: "Cran Yingying, it's useless for you to treat me like this."
very good.
It seems that the interpersonal relationships have not changed.
I used to be my deskmate in junior high school, but my current neighbor is still as arrogant as ever.
In Gao Yi's heart, the last trace of worry about the world gradually dissipated.
Snapped.
A paper ball fell on Gao Yi's lap.
The curved corners of his mouth are proud but not coquettish, the slightly red cheeks make people feel infinite warmth, the eyes looking to the right are full of joy, and the gentle eyebrows hide the merits and fame, making people think about it.
There is a big funny thing drawn on the paper.
If you can't cure terror, I can't cure you? Dan Yingying!
Gao Yi lowered his head, unfolded the note, and began to draw [Insidious.jpg]. Allen on the side leaned his head, his expression solemn.
"Ayi, what do you think about the bronze statue eye incident I told you? Not only Lao Luo and the others, but everyone in the class also doesn't believe me. Mr. Qian is the most hateful, and he even insulted me, Sichun."
"How did he insult you?"
"He said that no normal person would look at the portrait of Madame Curie non-stop. It's disgusting. I was obviously looking at the portrait of Newton."
This problem seems to be more serious, okay?
"Stay away from me, I'll faint."
After sending Allen back to the other side of the Chu River and Han world, Gao Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Xie Yingying next door who seemed to be snickering.
There is a flaw!
Paper balls flew out.
--Snapped!
"Ouch."
Xie Yingying covered her forehead, her smooth braided hair on one side swept across the page of the book, her delicate eyebrows were angry, she took out a BB gun from the desk and loaded it without saying a word.
Click.
"Gao Yi, go to hell and repent (no mercy)."
In the past, when Gao Yi was an ignorant boy in junior high school, the Ice and Snow Festival gave this old classmate a BB gun, and then, to his delight, evil bullets were fired from it, all of which were aimed at himself.
"Old classmate, give me a chance!"
"How do you want me to give you a chance?" Xie Yingying's eyebrows were curved, showing no emotion.
"Are you two acting out Infernal Affairs?"
The Chinese teacher didn't know when he touched behind them and silently hit the two of them on the head with the book.
"Xie Yingying, brought this kind of dangerous goods to school, and the teacher confiscated them."
The Chinese teacher took away the BB gun and left.
Gao Yi quietly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Xie Yingying secretly. She lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she seemed to be in a very low mood. Suddenly, a pair of small hands reached into the table hole to fumble again.
Dora Yingying, what else do you have?
Ah, this is another BB gun.
Wait, how come this gun has a safety?
"I'm super, what are you doing, Chu Yingying!"
Just a second ago, I was saying that my interpersonal relationships had not changed. Why did I suddenly find a real person?!
Could it be that because legends have come true, this world allows real people to defend themselves?
Gao Yi almost suffered a myocardial infarction, but with the support of [Learning Activists], he quickly grabbed her sleeves.
"Gao Yi, let go, I want to get my bb back."
Allen next to him looked envious: "You guys jumped to the set of Death Stranding again and started fighting for Baby Bridget?"
When the two were in a stalemate, the bell suddenly rang.
Lao Luo and Mr. Qian came over for a visit, and when they saw Gao Yi still holding on to Xie Yingying's hand, they looked weird.
Mr. Qian swore to Lao Luo: "What I said is right. If I were Allen, being fed like this by the two of them every day, even looking at a bronze statue, I would think that having beautiful features is normal."
Lao Luo nodded: "Good."
Back to business.
Xie Yingying went to communicate with the Chinese teacher.
The real purpose is to use simulation models to adjust packages.
Gao Yi, Mr. Qian, Lao Luo, and Allen. These four classmates who got along well got together and held a discussion because of the problem with the eyes in portraits.
"Isn't this a picture of p?"
Mr. Qian slapped the table and said: "Alan send me the picture, and I will edit the eyes to any place that matches your xp."
"I told you that I don't miss spring!"
"Brother, can you really fuck?" Lao Luo was ecstatic.
Gao Yi almost couldn't catch his breath: "Are you a creature from our planet?"
"Forget it, don't say that we are not loyal enough, we will go to the Gallery of Great Men with you, and you can treat yourself well."
Mr. Qian looked at the Rolex on his wrist: "But hurry up, we don't have much time between classes."
So, the four people headed by Gao Yi rushed towards the Gallery of Great Men.
The entrance of the Great Man Gallery is located on the first floor of the laboratory building. It houses bronze statues of great men and famous quotes. It extends all the way to the first floor of the office building. It is one of the places where the school welcomes leaders at all levels from other schools.
The school spent a lot of money to purchase these bronze statues. Not only the facial contours are restored, but even the details of the eyebrows, eyes, and expressions are extremely lifelike and delicate.
Because there are classrooms with closed doors and windows on both sides of the corridor, there is basically no light coming in. It seems a bit dark in the early morning.
Metal spray-painted busts with different postures are arranged on both sides of the corridor. Under the light of the mobile phone, they reflect a cold texture.
"Where is the section about Madame Curie?"
Gao Yi looked to his left, and saw a great man holding a cigarette from an unknown source in his ear, somewhat speechless.
On the day of the monthly exam, is it possible to go to the temple fair here?
Allen lowered his head and was comparing them one by one: "It's still at the back, probably at the entrance of the corridor leading to the second floor."
As they continued deeper, the only light coming from the door became increasingly dim. Several people turned on their mobile phone flashlights and looked around.
"Normally when I come here, the fluorescent lamps are always bright. Now it's just the light of a few of our flashlights. It shines on the bronze statue. Not to mention, it's really scary."
Lao Luo's words made the other three people nod in unison.
really.
Gao Yi touched his chin, wanting to switch directly to [Mystery and Surprise] and use his passive to explore these bronze statues.
The special thing about [Mystery and Surprise] is that it is easier to find mysterious traces.
"Mystery". This is a very general word because it includes everything that is unknown.
Whether it's a spirit, a grotesque, or a legend, as long as it leaves traces, it will be within Gaoyi's guarding range, making it easier to detect the clues left behind.
But there was nothing I could do. There were other people there. It was hard to explain the sudden change of clothes.
Gao Yi had no choice but to give up the idea first.
"Hey! Have you heard the footsteps?" Lao Luo suddenly reminded softly.
The breathing of the three people suddenly slowed down, they stopped and listened carefully.
Snap.
Slight footsteps sounded in front, seeming a little uneasy.
It sounds like the sound-emitting object is not going up or down the stairs, but more like wandering in place.
"It seems to be coming from the crossing on the second floor." Allen pointed ahead.