Chapter 92: Lost

One hundred and fifty-five decibels, what does that mean, what a loud sound it is! Although, I have to admit that there are really a lot of students in our first year of high school, but this principal has added another condition to us, everyone's volume must be just stuck at 155 decibels, no more and no less.

That's a real problem! It's like asking me to take a sip of water, which has to be ten milliliters. Neither more nor less, so who can achieve it so easily? After a Christmas, we were forced to do such a success rate of 0.1%, what a problem!

So, we, the freshmen of high school, started our first attempt, and the first attempt, we all came up with the same idea, that is, we can try how to exceed 155 decibels first, and then try to sound below 155 decibels. So, we first shouted loudly, and the real-time monitoring on the big screen was 149 decibels.

Therefore, the volume we shouted loudly could not reach the volume they requested, so we could only shout louder. "Three, two, one! Shout together. "I don't know who it was, with all the students of our first year of high school, who started the second attempt.

"Holy! Birth! Section! Fast! Happy! "We say it word by word, and the real situation should be shouted. I really used the strength to eat, but you said it was a coincidence, the volume of the real-time monitoring display turned out to be 156 decibels, how could it exceed one decibels?

Then, under the leadership of that man, of course, I did not see, see or hear which person led us, shouted the slogan a third time, and I had to suspect that all this was a machime of the headmaster.

We then shouted the slogan for the fourth time, and how could it be possible to monitor the results in real time this time? He's one hundred and fifty-four decibels, isn't he? I'd really rather believe this time that these are all the principal's machinations and tricks!

If it weren't for the principal's machinations and tricks, I really can't imagine who else would make the decibel detection of our real-time sound be 154 decibels for a while, and 156 decibels for a while. It's almost like the system has been debugged, otherwise how could it be one decibel more than one hundred and fifty-five decibels in one moment, and one decibel less than that one hundred and fifty-five decibels in the next moment?

If I hadn't experienced it myself, I really didn't want to believe that there really was a shady scene in this world. If it didn't exist, there would never be such a coincidence in this world. If anything, it can't be this thing.

Then, our group of freshmen tried again and again to shout "Holy!" Birth! Section! Fast! Happy! "I really shouted every word as much as I could! I really tried my best, but the real-time monitoring data showed that it was still more than 155 decibels, showing 156 decibels.

Later, our group of freshman students tried many times repeatedly, and the final result was either more than 155 decibels last time and showed 156 decibels, or this time it was less than 155 decibels and showed 154 decibels. It's really like being programmed, either more this time or less that time.

In the end, we, the freshmen of high school, finally gave up. We really gave up, and we no longer believed that what the headmaster, who was standing on the podium and was now looking around, would take us to celebrate Christmas.

In the end, we didn't succeed in meeting the principal's requirements. So, just when I thought our Christmas was going to be spent in the playground with a sigh, all of a sudden, familiar music came playing in the radio room.

It's called Christmas music, and it's jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle bells. Could it be that the surprise that the principal said has not yet fully appeared? However, we, the first-year high school students, did not succeed in meeting his requirements!

Zhang Xiaoyan is still standing next to Mo Ran, standing motionless next to Mo Ran, looking like he is standing in a military posture. He stood like this, and it always felt like nothing good was going to happen. As a result, nothing good really happened.

The principal began to speak, saying: "In view of the fact that everyone has not met my requirements, this Christmas, I have decided that the school will not celebrate everyone. I gave you the opportunity, you didn't cherish it, and even gave up on your own initiative, I want to tell you a truth now, you can't give up halfway to do anything! ”

"If you persevere for half a minute, you students, you can succeed, you can meet my requirements, reach 155 decibels. Some of you are right, this machine that monitors the sound decibel in real time is indeed programmed by our staff, and it is either 156 decibels or 154 decibels. ”

"However, our staff set a time, as long as you keep trying, more than five minutes, you can successfully display 155 decibels, but no one continues to try, so your celebration, I am very angry, I will not represent the school, and I will celebrate you again."

"The only surprise now is this Christmas song. Everyone, after this song is played, walk and walk back to the classroom of my own class and give me evening self-study. ”

"I gave you a chance, I don't know how to cherish it, who to blame, you can only blame yourself. Don't grind for me, it's all numb and move, hurry up, give me back to the classroom, don't give me ink, move! Hurry up! The principal shouted at us from the podium, holding a microphone.

This time Zhang Xiaoyan finally moved with us, really, he was standing motionless next to Mo Ran before, and I guessed that he must know these things in front of and behind the scenes. The point is, he may be a person who wants to go back to self-study, but he refuses to reveal a word to us. What about our friendship? Just say no, there will be no more!

On the way back to the classroom, Zhang Xiaoyan finally opened his mouth and continued to talk to us, but the premise was that Mo Ran asked him first, and Mo Ran said, "Did you already know these things?" ”

"yes!" Zhang Xiaoyan nodded without hesitation, and then said to us.

He really has the confidence to admit it, and Mo Ran and I don't mean to blame him. After all, it is his responsibility and obligation to keep secrets, and even his relatives cannot leak a word in front of important secrets.

We thought it was going to be a good Christmas, but it turned out to be just thinking about it. Everything is only in the imagination!

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