Chapter Ninety-Five: Becoming a Bird

Li Yuanhao got up early, changed into a clean and abnormal hospital uniform, tidied up his hair, opened the door, the sky outside was already slightly bright, he was used to getting up on weekdays, he couldn't change it, and when she went out, she saw a hurried figure leaving, it was He Chengpeng from the drama class, although he hadn't spoken yet, and the other party didn't know him, but Li Yuanhao had already remembered him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Morning is the best time to practice your voice, everything is new, after opening your voice, you can be full of energy for the day.

After a little washing, cleaning his face and saving his body, Li Yuanhao saw Kong Feili, who had a blue nose and swollen face, sneakily touched into the men's room, glared at Li Yuanhao fiercely, and entered his room with vain steps, Li Yuanhao shook his head and sighed, young man, I don't know how to cherish my body.

"It's very lively in the morning!" a voice suddenly sounded behind Li Yuanhao.

Li Yuanhao didn't look back, rolled his eyes, and walked away, without looking back, she knew that it was Wen Zhiqian, a rich boy from Nanyang, who was ghostly, Li Yuanhao occasionally raised his head and turned his face, and his eyes would find that Prince Wen was smiling and looking over, although his eyes were clear and there was no malice, but Li Yuanhao didn't like it.

The canteen of Yuelu Academy is very distinctive, there are two in total, one is called Wenyuan, one is called Yayuan, gentle and elegant, complementing each other, Li Yuanhao walked into Wenyuan, asked for a simple breakfast, Hunan and Jiangxi things are more spicy, slightly sweet, she likes it very much, but compared with the tofu brain of Niu Fugui under the mountain, there is still a lot of distance.

The Wenyuan is very empty, occasionally people come in and out, discussing various topics with each other, most of the topics have nothing to do with books, some are so profound that they are boring, such as some people discuss the advantages and disadvantages of the royal way and the domineering way of governing the country, and there is also a discussion about whether one person can step into two rivers at the same time?

Li Yuanhao thought about it, you cow, you give me a try, she couldn't help but want to go up and debate, but she never thought that the other party would take Zhuang Zhou Mengdie as an argument, extend to Confucius's "the deceased is like Sifu", and finally take the mutual independence of time and space as the foothold, and came to the conclusion that a person can step into two rivers at the same time?

Li Yuanhao swallowed the egg like a jujube, and after thinking carefully about the arguments and arguments before and after, as well as the logical relationship between them, she frowned, maybe a person can really step into two rivers at the same time.

Out of the Wenyuan, Li Yuanhao was still immersed in the debate just now, and looked up to see a person standing on the roof of the main building of the Wenyuan, with his hands outstretched, and shouted arrogantly: "Hahaha, I can fly, I can fly, I have finally become a bird! Since then, I can break through this day, I can no longer cover my eyes, I want this world, and I can no longer bury my heart!"

Li Yuanhao was shocked, but saw that the people around him were unusually calm, and some students couldn't stop shaking their heads: "Zhou Meng, this guy is starting to go crazy again, and he fantasizes about being a bird all day long." ”

Li Yuanhao had a sense of justice, how much it was a human life, and shouted at the people on the roof: "Don't jump, you are not a bird, you are a human." ”

"I'm a human, haha, I'm a bird, how can I be a human, you don't want to scold me!" Zhou Meng shouted.

"A bird has wings, you have two hands, how can you be a bird. Li Yuanhao shouted again.

The man looked at his hands and frowned: "This is clearly wings, how can it be a human hand." ”

"Birds can't speak, and you can speak, so you're not a bird, you're a human. Li Yuanhao persuaded.

"Zifei knows the joy of fish, you know the pain of fish, you are not a bird, how do you know that birds can't speak, since you can't be sure if birds can speak, but I can be sure that birds can talk, then I am a bird, and you are not. Zhou Meng waved his arms like a bird fluttering its wings.

Li Yuanhao thought about it again, wow, what he said made so much sense, so he shouted at the roof: "You are a bird, you will definitely fly, jump quickly, the province will continue to plague the world." ”

Neurotic, it's easy to talk about it, you just don't listen, forget it dead.

Yuelu Academy can cultivate talents who are not informal, but it will also cultivate many crazy people.

Coming to the half-day fast, a few students, Mr. Xue Shuheng Xue is closing his eyes in the class, today is the first day of class, talking about "Spring and Autumn", Li Yuanhao walked into the school, tiptoed to Mr. in front of him, picked up his own books, and lightly walked to the middle and back of the position and sat down, Confucius old man revised "Spring and Autumn" In the third volume, the books are old, but they are very well preserved, and there is a rule in Yuelu Academy, everything can be wasted, including time and food, but the books must be well preserved and not destroyed.

"Wow, Brother Li came so early. Li Yuanhao just sat down, and Wen Zhiqian, who was haunted, sat down next to her again.

One after another, people came to the classroom, filling the empty academy, and some people simply lay on their desks and fell asleep.

"Alright, let's start lecturing now!" Xue Shuheng's steady voice sounded.

Li Yuanhao straightened his body and gently opened the book, he was going to listen to the lecture carefully, and when he looked up, he found that Mr. Xue Shuheng Xue was motionless, still maintaining a posture of closing his eyes to recuperate, but his mouth began to lecture: "The first year of the spring king is the first month." In March, Gong and Yi Yi's father were allied with contempt. In the summer of May, Zheng Boke Duan Yuyan. The tone is as smooth as a monk's chanting, and the original text corresponds to an explanation, concise and concise, without any mud and water.

This, this, this lesson is really a bit casual, Li Yuanhao was dumbfounded.

"Mr. Xue has a specialization in the art industry, and his attainments in "Spring and Autumn" are second to none, better than anyone in the world, this is what my grandfather said. Wen Zhiqian said in ventriloquism, "The reason why Mr. Xue teaches like this is because the music is high and low, and the students can't understand it, but fortunately, it is better to simply teach and explain, the end-of-school assessment is simple, and the students' grades are not bad, Mr. is relaxed, and the students are also relaxed." Every month, Mr. Xue will hold a lecture, which is a lecture that comes out with real learning. ”

The words are reasonable, but the tone is too stable, tear-jerking, and then drowsy, Li Yuanhao can't resist it, his eyes begin to blur, his body floats lightly, his consciousness begins to withdraw from his body, and the whole person ...... It seems to have become...... Ah, maybe what Zhou Meng said is true, he is really a bird.

Thought plugged into the wings of imagination, Li Yuanhao flew higher and higher, higher and higher, and finally reached the edge of the extremely high sky, the two wings flew and fanned, free, suddenly, the two wings were gone, the unchanged tone in the ears disappeared, and the feet were endless and far-reaching, ah, Li Yuanhao was suddenly awakened, and the half-day fast had already been empty, and Mr. Xue Shuheng Xue was also gone.