"Whatever," I shrugged. These two guys think that if a beautiful woman looks at them, it's because of their own charm and charisma that she falls in love with them at first sight. What they say is definitely not trustworthy.

  I'm too lazy to continue talking with these two cowards, and when I arrived at class, it was another boring day.

  I've always been wondering what the point of studying is. In junior high, adults said that if you don't get into a good high school, your life will be ruined. Then in high school, they say that if you don't study hard and get into university, your life will be ruined.

  If you don't study hard in college, you won't be able to find a good job, and your life will be ruined.

  And those who study hard and go out to work, the boss will scold them: "Did you only know how to read books in school? You can't do anything."

  This is reality. Is reading useful? Yes, but I think only a small part of it is useful. Other things are not as good as cultivating extracurricular hobbies. Rather than having good grades, it's better to have good abilities.

  Listening to the English teacher's Chinglish, I suddenly felt drowsy and fell asleep on the desk.

  I find it quite strange, Mandarin Chinese hasn't even become widespread yet, what's the point of learning English?

  I was dozing off when I felt someone kick my chair from behind, I turned around and it was Liu Qiqi, she sat behind me. This little girl glared at me and said: "If you don't study hard in class, will you have a future?"

  I turned back, curled my lips and smiled: "Feminine views, who says that attending classes is useful? Will you use algebra when you go out to work and do accounts? These teachers just know how to fool you silly students into saying that if you don't study hard, you won't have a future..."

  I hadn't finished speaking when I suddenly saw Liu Qiqi's expression change slightly, and she lowered her head to pretend to be serious.

  I feel a strong sense of killing intent coming from beside me, so I immediately say: "But that was my previous idea, now I think reading books is still very necessary. People who don't read books are illiterate once they enter society, and not reading books is simply unforgivable to our dear teachers' diligent cultivation, unforgivable to the country, and unforgivable to the party."

  "You're quite awake, aren't you?" came a menacing voice from beside me in English.

  "That's necessary, there must be awareness before realization." I replied.

  "Go out into the corridor and hop on one foot ten times, you need to understand, right? Hop while singing 'I understand'." The English teacher kicked me in the butt.

  I rubbed my butt, walked to the door, turned back and glared at Liu Qiqi who was sneering at me. Damn it, women's hearts are the most poisonous. I said, why did this girl come to care about my studies with good intentions? It turns out she was a pit.

  "What a painful realization, I used to have thousands of hectares of good land..." I sang and danced along with this song, not feeling embarrassed at all, but instead feeling especially comfortable.

  I don't know if others have this feeling, but whenever I go outside the classroom during class, I feel relieved and unrestricted.

  I jumped for ten laps and didn't return to the classroom until then. After sitting down, I found that I was sweating all over.

  "Let you attend class and then sleep." Liu Qiqi said softly behind him.

  "Report to the teacher." I stood up and said to the English teacher, "Liu Qiqi took the initiative to talk to me and wanted to disrupt my learning thoughts. In principle, I must report this bad habit, so that she can reform and become a new person as soon as possible."

  "Is it true, Liu Qiqi?" The English teacher raised her eyes, and Liu Qiqi's face turned bright red as she stood up and nodded.

  The English teacher frowned and said: "Alright, you just focus on your own studies and don't disturb others."

  After finishing speaking, Liu Qiqi was allowed to sit down. The treatment of those with good academic performance and those with poor academic performance is really different, old man.

  "Teacher, why do I have to jump ten times when I speak, what's her business?" I said discontentedly.

  "What's wrong with you? You said yourself that you're enlightened, and now you want to sing about being enlightened. Who are you blaming? She's just a girl, why are you nitpicking with her? You don't even have any manliness." The teacher glared at me and said: "What's wrong with you? Do I need to let you go out and run ten more laps, and start over from scratch?"

  "It doesn't matter." I sat down myself, feeling embarrassed.

  The morning passed in a daze, and Liu Qiqi didn't talk to anyone else after class was dismissed. She obviously wasn't in a good mood and walked alone to the cafeteria.

  "Let's go, get online." Wang Rui and Xu Hang, these two guys looked like they had just woken up, pulled me to run to the back door of the school, and jumped out directly. Our class is at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, we have two hours to play games.

  After playing for a while, I returned to school and spent the afternoon in a daze. When evening came and school was dismissed, the three of us shouldered our bags and walked out, swaying from side to side.

  As I walked down the street, I suddenly shuddered inexplicably and felt a chill around me. Looking around, I saw that a young man who had just brushed past me was emitting an aura of coldness.

  This chill was clearly something that could only emanate from a ghost, and I furrowed my brow as I looked at the young man.

  This person looks like seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a black jacket, who is this guy?

  Although curious, I also understood after what happened at the Hurry Inn that sometimes you can't rely on your curiosity to do things, and things that shouldn't be managed by yourself can't be managed.

  Thinking of this, I didn't mind it anymore. After all, with so many people in China, running into someone who practices evil spells isn't a strange thing at all.

  "What's on your mind?" Wang Rui asked me from beside.

  "Nothing much, you guys go to the internet cafe by yourselves, I'm feeling a bit unwell, so I won't be going." After saying that, I turned around and left.

  Damn it, my curiosity has won over me again, I just want to follow him and see what he's up to.

  After I finished speaking, I turned around and left. The guy didn't go far either, I closely followed him. Suddenly he turned his head to look at me, furrowed his brow and asked: "What are you following me for?"

  "Is this road yours?" I said: "Are all the people on the street following you?"

  He rushed up before I could finish, rammed his knee into my belly and pinched my neck: "Don't try to fool me with that kind of talk, I'm not so easily deceived."

  After finishing speaking, this guy loosened his grip on my neck and swaggered away.

  I rubbed my neck, this guy is really strong.

  But just now I vaguely felt that when he pinched me, a chill ran down his arm.

  How can there be Yin Qi on a person's body?

  I frowned as I watched the guy's back, and didn't follow him again. This kind of person is too dangerous, I'm not even a half-baked expert, can't afford to mess with him, so I'd better stay away.

  Thinking of this, I slowly walked home.

  As soon as I got home, my dad and mom were discussing something, I curiously asked: "Dad, what's wrong?"

  "How much money should we give for Vice Principal Yang's funeral? Tomorrow after school, don't go out to play, come back early, we're going to attend Vice Principal Yang's funeral," my dad reminded me.

  "Oh." I nodded.

  "My dad explained: 'Although Old Yang's wife and Xiaoxi are both gone, but as the vice president of the hospital, a funeral must still be held. This time, it was also proposed by the president of the hospital.'"

  Cut, that Deputy Director Yang had a wide range of friends before his death. The director seems kind, but isn't he just thinking of getting the gift money? In the end, he'll have saved face and gained a reputation for taking care of his subordinates, and the money will still be in hand. This kind of good thing, if anyone else were to do it, they would also have to do it.

  Anyone can see that, but no one can find fault with it. After all, Yang Shu and Xiao Xi have gone to Longhu Mountain, and no one has come to hold the funeral, which is also a good thing.