"Ten thousand people have one heart, what enemy will not be destroyed, and what enemy will not be defeated?"

In the Chinese class, such majestic and ancient words are naturally standing on the podium at this moment, wearing a white coat. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info will carry out the style of a generation of Confucianism to the end. Teacher Ed, who has a handsome face that kills Oba in seconds, and has the demeanor of a living elf king. At this time, class 0.8, under the strong will of Mr. Ed, was still in the middle of summer. Wave after wave of heat drowned out the people who were dying under the hot heat.

"The first condition for all victory is to overcome yourself. ”

"All victories are insignificant compared to the victory of conquering oneself, and all defeats are even more insignificant compared to the defeat of losing oneself. ”

"Victory is not going to come to us, so we have to go to victory ourselves. ”

"The history of mankind waits patiently for the victory of the insulted. ”

"Recently, for some reason, there have been a lot of students who have a very abnormal attitude towards us, so I ask you to win. Even if it's for half a class, you have to win. ”

"Hey, it's obvious that the second half is the real reason, isn't it? ”

Uncle Fengxun, who looked helpless, said impatiently in the back row.

"But, blonde, no. Teacher Ed, do you really have to do such a thing as a cuckold in the whole class?"

Xiang Wenxuan rubbed the golden earphones hanging around his neck with his right hand, and asked in disbelief.

"What's wrong?"

In an instant, the path of memories that can be described as unbearable was introduced 20 minutes ago.

20 minutes ago, we were still enjoying the cold air from the air conditioner. After 20 minutes, we can only face the ultimate punishment game from the movement of the Earth around the sun.

Like an egg spinning in the microwave, waiting for the countdown before the explosion.

"What is the greatest element of victory in a war?"

Teacher Ed, who was looking up at the sky with his hands behind his back, asked everyone in the class with his nostrils.

"That's right, it's the uniform. ”

The blonde man didn't give everyone a chance to speak, and shouted with an excited expression on his face.

What is a uniform? In ancient times, the style of clothing was prescribed according to the level of social status.

And now, all walks of life professional clothing have sprung up, which can be described as dazzling. In all senses, the function of the uniform in various senses that extends can be described as against the sky. Nude apron, bunny girl whatever, ahem. In less than 20 minutes, we were completely instilled with a bunch of completely unnecessary knowledge from the origin of the uniform, to the importance of the uniform, to the design of the final uniform.

The process of deciding on the type of uniform used was a tortuous process.

The first option.

The hot-blooded teacher Ed strongly demanded that the costume of the organization be changed to be used as a uniform. Aesthetically, it's really not a good choice. Besides, it is still so conspicuous and heavy in summer. It's really not a normal choice that a normal person can make. In the democratic vote that followed, the class voted against it, except for one abstention.

The second option.

With Lu Dian's uniform as the standard, the result is self-evident, and it ends with all the girls opposing it. The reason is that only individual girls control the feeling of wearing. Although I don't know the origin of the reason, why does Lu Dian even have to control his clothes to wear them.

But. I'm afraid more people are curious, why are they all anime-style cos uniforms?

This is actually a very simple question. Because Mr. Ed is an otaku, an otaku who doesn't have a girlfriend and has an Oba face. In many blind dates, the first question asked to the woman many times often starts with "Do you see the magical girl Madoka?" or "There is a serious shortage of cute girls in online literature now." ”

As a teacher with many titles such as the elf king of the present world, a senior reader of online literature, and a two-dimensional teacher, it is basically normal to make such a choice. Even if it's a foreigner, it's a foreigner!!

And the final decision.

In order to confuse the eye, it was decided to use the military cap as the base plate and embroider the class logo in the shape of a heraldic shield with the number 0.8 characters.

The costume is based on a similarity rate of nearly 80 points, giving full play to the style of MadeinChina, and using Angelbeats' school uniform as a template.

"Well, it's good to have no SSS. ”

Looking at the person who was still in a state of frenzy, Xiang Wenxuan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said.

"Yikes. No SOS is the best, okay? ”

Shu Fengxun waved his hand.

"You guys said it very calmly, and they pulled out two big flags. ”

"Ahem, ahem. ”

In the brief silence of everyone, Xiang Wenxuan's face turned pale, covering his chest with one hand and his mouth with the other. Collapsed with a violent cough.

"Wen'er, Wen'er, what's wrong with you, Wen'er. ”

On the side, he supported Wen Gelan, who suddenly fell to Wenxuan. The little face suddenly turned pale from over-frightened.

"In the scorching summer, the illness is instantaneous, but my life is as thin as paper!"

At this moment, Xiang Wenxuan, who was already "dying", shook his head while pulling Wen Gelan to hold his right hand and sighed.

"Uh, uh... What is this, what kind of play are you going to play? Pretending to be sick? If you want to act, let Xi Yaqi play it, so there is a family history of leukemia, and the acting is more real. ”

Shu Fengxun, who was sitting in the back row, was sloppy and wearing a school uniform. said with an expression that could not bear to look directly.

"Brother Xun, this can't be regarded as not being heard. ”

"Ah, I saw the plot that was almost a cheat, and this egg exploded early. ”

Leaning against the bright window, someone covered his face and shook his head a little frantically and laughed.

"It's okay Wen'er, we have relied on each other since we were children, and even if our family is poor, we will eventually have a way. ”

With that, Wen Gelan plucked a strand of green silk from between his long black hair.

"With this weaving, you will definitely be able to exchange for a little silver taels, and continue Wen'er's life. ”

"What, what the hell? Do you pluck the crane's hair, you bastards, are you going to play this drama now? What kind of silver taels are you going to do, this is still a costume drama. How expensive is your cloth, 998 for a piece of cloth. Also, what kind of trouble are these four different classical Chinese? ”

"No, no. ”

Xiang Wenxuan "trembled" and got up with difficulty, grabbed the green silk in Wen Gelan's hand, and threw it out angrily and vigorously.

"If you lose your wings, I'd rather die. If you lose your feathers and wear a military hat because of your gratitude, you will not be weak and accompany me for the rest of my life, and watch this sunrise and sunset. ”

"So, why is it classical Chinese? It's just that Qing court dramas don't speak classical Chinese, okay? Is there still a plot development of decisive plucking in the four seasons? If you lose her feathers and wear a military hat because of your gratitude? How much do you hate wearing a military hat? Why are they all uniformed, and the hat embroidered with the class logo is counted, that damn blonde. ”

"Hey, you just said you were damn blonde, and you finally didn't even cover up and made a personal attack on your dearest teacher. ”

"Ah, the blonde man is talking nonsense about heat stroke. He actually said that I called him blonde. Turn on the air conditioner, hurry up and turn on the air conditioner. ”

"Ahh ”

"Wen'er, Wen'er!!"

In Wen Gelan's anxious shout, Luosang, who had a serious face, walked to Xiang Wenxuan's side and touched the left side of Xiang Wenxuan's neck. The delicate little face's face changed suddenly, and with a regretful expression, he shook his head at Wen Gelan. At the same time, he patted Wen Gelan's shoulder and said lightly, "Festival mourning." ”

"Is this the scene of the crime? Actually, you are a high school student on the outside, but you are an elementary school student on the inside, right? This Shenma high school life, this is already the "law of deduction by friends", okay?"

"Impossible, impossible, didn't you say that you want to watch this sunrise and sunset together. ”

Wen Gelan, who was already crying, said unwillingly while shaking Xiang Wenxuan's motionless body.

"Poor Gelan, did you lose this gold thread, or this silver thread, or this green thread that can weave a red military hat?"

"River God!!! someone, don't you think this play is messy enough, are you? What kind of fuss is the red military hat about, in fact, you just don't want to be a physical cuckold, right? ”

"I'm sorry, but mentally and practically. ”

Xiang Wenxuan, who had already "sacrificed", stretched out an index finger and shook it, looking at Shu Fengxun with a serious face and said.

"Hey, aren't you already dead, aren't you all mourning? ”

"Ahh ”

"Ah, your sister, your own play now has such an expression that you want to make yarn. ”

"At this point, what is the use of gold and silver. Wen'er is no longer there, give me back my blood-stained green silk, at least, this is Wen'er's last memory for me. That's right, powerless river god-sama. ”

Wen Gelan, who had just cried pear blossoms with rain, couldn't hold back a smile, looked at someone with a smile and said with a smile.

"Yes, what an honest man. So, I'll give you all three. ”

Touching the beard that didn't exist on his chin, someone nodded in agreement and said with a serious face.

"Weak river god!! how much you want to give things away. The gold and silver can't be used up, right, the crane repays the favor and obviously can't go on anymore, okay, everyone is already laughing, okay. ”

Shu Fengxun grabbed his hair and looked at the few people who were still going to play this farce, and shouted.

"Ah, that, I don't have the worst and worst bad ending in death in my script. ”

Someone shrugged his shoulders helplessly and explained to Shu Fengxun slowly, and then continued with a dry cough.

"Well, honest man, as a reward for high morals, I will use these three silk threads as a guide to send you to a distant place. If you can pick back an immortal elixir, let alone resurrect it, even if you watch the sunrise and sunset for thousands of years, why is it difficult?"

"Immortal Elixir, Qilin Immortal Elixir, or True Dragon Immortality Elixir. Although I know that you plan to complain based on online literature, don't you think that a certain work of a certain god obviously complains a bit too much? Who are you going to complain about next time, Yanagigami?"

"There are a lot of slots. ”

“…”

"Yes, wait for me, Wen'er, I will definitely become the peerless Emperor and wipe out that damn military hat. Then you will come back to live with me. ”

"Hah! Are you sure this is still a crane to repay the favor? Where is this still a fable and fairy tale, it's simply an ancient myth, you bastards. How much do you dislike military hats, and the reason for being emperor is to erase the existence of military hats? How much Xiang Wenxuan's body rejects the military hat, and how powerful is the setting that can be resurrected without the military hat. ”

"Ah, Brother Xun, aren't you tired of complaining? ”

Xi Yaqi patted Shu Fengxun's shoulder and asked with a "You really worked hard" expression.

"Nima, how can you not be tired!!!"

........

Once upon a time, the happiness we hoped for was such an ordinary thing.

Now, in this world that is scrolling as always, we don't see anything.

Even if it's just a glimmer of hope!

No, if you really use words to describe it, probably we are just alone and scared in loneliness as always.

"Isn't that right, Daddy, Mommy. ”

There are many roads in the world, but none of them are as unattainable as the one in front of us.

Two black parallel lines that never intertwine, just the end of the end, stretching infinitely.

Outside the railway, in front of the iron net, which seemed to be a little old, there was a bunch of white lilies, pure and terrifying white lilies.

A boy with such a sloppy hairstyle has a gentle smile on his heroic face, just like the kind and reassuring smile of a student who has just returned to his hometown when he sees his parents.

The boy clasped his hands together and chanted something, and the summer heat wave blew the white shirt like a flying heart.

However, with such a warm smile, there is only heartbreaking sadness. Like the bouquet of lilies that were placed at this moment, only strong and pale.

"It's been a long time since I've been here. ”

"We are an orphan, and before we were adopted by our current parents, we always liked to run out of the orphanage alone when we were wronged. ”

"This is where our biological parents had an accident. But why? We feel that our parents are always here watching us, and they are no longer there. ”

"I always feel like I can see two familiar and warm faces. ”

The boy squinted and scratched his head, revealing an embarrassed smile.

"Sorry for the grumbling you heard. Can you help me with that thing I said before?"

The boy turned his head to look at the one beside him, pinched a sword finger, and read the boy in the Taoist scriptures in a daze.

It was a boy with a very ordinary pointed face, with short hair that was obviously cleaned up but seemed to have dried out due to anxiety.

He doesn't seem to go out much, and his skin is noticeably pale after being covered indoors for a long time. is wearing a refined and clean white shirt like Qin Yuqi, but the neckline of the shirt is embroidered with the words "Xinyu All" with fine stitches.

The face of the spirit is rarely wearing a black-rimmed glasses. A scholarly atmosphere that is rare in modern times naturally emanates from that smiling face.

"Yes. ”

The boy spoke softly, folded his hands and confessed in the direction of the railway. I plucked one of the lilies that were placed in front of the wire mesh and gently placed them in my breast pocket. Pushing his glasses, he looked at Qin Yuqi and said.

"I'm back, the sports day is going to start soon. It's late, I can't help you, can I? ”

"Thank you. ”