() The students were running, and Lin Xi and Qin Feng were chatting about last night's topic on the edge of the cāo field, not to mention, the dreams of the two of them were really similar.

"I think it's a precursor to paranoia!" Qin Feng said, but he still felt the same as Lin Xi, and felt real.

On duty in the morning, it took 10 minutes to eat, watching the students eat, cleaning, and self-study before going to the classroom, after the teacher of the first class came, Qin Feng dragged his legs into the office.

Lin Xi was holding the teacup in a daze.

Qin Feng asked, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? ”

Lin Xi came back to his senses and said faintly, "Do you say what happened last night is true?" ”

"Look at the green on my thigh!" Qin Feng made a gesture of rubbing his thighs, "Look at my tongue again!" ”

Sure enough, I didn't see the thighs blue, and the tongue was swollen like a pig's mouth.

Lin Xi said quietly, "I wish it was true. ”

If it was true, then it was time for Qin Feng to choose for himself a warrior to go to the Jīng Spirit Kingdom. Lin Xi also thinks so.

One of these two college students who had dreams in college liked classical literature and the other loved modern and contemporary literature. After being immersed in classical literature for a long time, Qin Feng is much happier than Lin Xi blindly, which may be the reason why Qin Feng always sleeps like a dead pig and Lin Xi sleeps more lightly. A person who is accustomed to being in modern and contemporary fiction always has a painful perception of reality.

Qin Feng believes that in classical literature, which does not lack pain, pain is also beautiful. But in reality, Qin Feng must be much more painful than Lin Xi. One will feel, ah, reality, reality is like this, one will feel, ah, reality, why is reality always like this? It is painful to insist on thinking about it when you can't think of it. If you can't think of it, you don't think about it anymore, it's the joy of forgetting, it's the joy of forgetting.

In more than a year of high school teacher life, the two of them no longer discuss these topics that cannot be eaten and increase the pain, and make jokes of life every day, chatting about the rì, or, to the willows outside the window, one sings, the other and.

Lin Xi is incomplete in five tones, but he also loves to sing, which shows that hobbies have nothing to do with talent.

Qin Feng almost laughed when he heard Lin Xi sing for the first time before, none of them were the original sound, and there were ups and downs, just because of this sound, Qin Feng could always find a reason to be happy in the troubles of finding a job after graduating from college.

Now, Qin Feng no longer despises Lin Xi's unobtrusive but self-contained way of performing, but gently tunes to Lin Xi's beat, which has a unique flavor.

"This is also an ideal in a dream, right?" Lin Xi asked. Don't talk about dreams but about the ideals in your dreams, Lin Xi is naturally not talking about himself.

"I really appreciate the Rainbow Academy in the Jīng Spirit Kingdom." Qin Feng has always dreamed of running his own school, starting from kindergarten, all the way to university, until he has a doctorate. Qin Feng once told Lin Xi about his educational ideals, but in reality, they could only practice their own pursuits within a limited scope.

"We're about the same time for the education we've done this semester, and we'll show them one last movie." Qin Feng said.

The goal of Qin Feng and Lin Xi this semester is to give students some moral education, in the world of language, this topic is difficult to do well in high school or at the special stage of current education. They're doing the best they can. Maybe one day it will be considered that it is not doing its job, learning to be lazy, and neglecting management.

This semester, Qin Feng and Lin Xi guided the students to read some famous books, and showed the students a few movies that they thought were very good, such as "Gladiator", such as "The Last Samurai", such as "The Lord of the Rings", such as "King Arthur", such as "Braveheart...... The students burst into tears after watching the movie, and the vivid and touching words in the weekly diary gave them the greatest feeling that the pure teenager's mood is so beautiful, they are all malleable, why did they change it as soon as they graduated from college and stepped into the society, the rules of the game in society made their efforts go to waste, and they were like the wisdom of the jīng spirit clan just slowed down the pace of jīng spirit's blind happiness, but they couldn't change this fate.

Later, they hoped that many of the seeds they sowed might rot if they sowed them, but they still hoped that the stubborn seeds would sprout in a difficult and dark environment, and eventually the kindness and purity of people would become a towering tree, and then form a forest full of vitality.

They have never slacked off in class and worked hard for this goal, so Lin Xi always said that the teacher standing on the podium would shine with a halo of happiness at this moment, and he would be so tired that he had no regrets.

And in all kinds of on-duty inspections, the body is tired, and then the jīng god is tired, and the life is tired. That's why there are so many human beings with dreams who die young, or choose to end their tired ** and soul.

Continuing their repressed lives and stressful lives, how many former human beings have gone to worldliness and mediocrity, to obscurity, to singing and laughing, to defending the dignity of life and ending their lives, to the boundless darkness and refusing to choose the light.

Perhaps it was in these thoughts that Qin Feng and Lin Xi had these illusory and real dreams. They are happy because they are Zhuang Zhou who dreams of butterflies.

After watching "Forrest Gump", Qin Feng and Lin Xi assigned an assignment to their respective two classes, and spent a week writing down their deepest thoughts on the movies they watched this semester.

It was night, the thunder was faint, and Qin Feng and Lin Xi were immersed in the dreams they were looking forward to. I wonder if these more than 200 people can have qualified warriors, have firm beliefs, and have confidence in the bright future of mankind.

They didn't know that when these sweet dreams were interpreted in their tired bodies, Qin Feng and Ziyi transformed into two kittens during the day and hid in the grass of the hotel, and at night they performed a rapid movement to go to Xianju, Zhejiang, to check the tadpole stone cliff known as the "Dayu carved stone", and then rushed to Guanling, Guizhou Province to copy and write the "Red Cliff Heavenly Book" of the Jiaya Stone Carving, and found Hezhang's "Yelang Heavenly Book", and then rushed to Sichuan to check the famous "Bashu Symbol" after checking the "Dongba Text" in Lijiang, Yunnan. Trying to find the remnants of the ancestors, what makes them difficult to understand is that these words are as incomprehensible as a matter of human history outside of known history.

After the excellent articles were selected, in fact, Qin Feng and Lin Xi were also shocked. The thought and power in the words of several classmates. Qi Jia, Chu Yuan, Yan Nan, Han Yuan, Wei Fuhu, these students' articles are very in-depth. Zhuang Hao, Zhu Liu, Suibo, their articles are also remarkable, and what is even more rare is that Zhao Fengge, a lively and cheerful girl, is also atmospheric and deep, the article expression is hearty, and the thoughts are not the profundity of ordinary peers. Of course, the spark of thought of other students is also worthy of admiration. All in all, Qin Feng and Lin Xi felt unprecedented satisfaction. That night, Qin Feng and Lin Xi kept talking about student composition until late at night.

Both of them were very excited, and neither of them was sleepy, but they had to be on duty the next morning, so they could only let themselves sleep peacefully.

In their light sleep, they both heard faint thunder, and when they looked out of the balcony window, they couldn't help but scream.

The moonlight was faint tonight, but three huge dark shadows were still reflected on the balcony......;