Chapter 232: Five Differences between Noble and Cheap
In Ms. Kexi's class, Jiao Ming finally discovered one of the benefits of being a 'taboo', that is, no one cares about sleeping. After almost a night of sleeping, the old woman's babbling opening remarks were only half listened to, and Jiao Ming felt that the sky was dark and sleepy, and he lay directly on the table without knowing who was until the end of class at noon, when he was awakened by the noisy voices and the sound of tables and chairs rubbing the ground.
Listening closely, I realized that the battle between the two factions of students was close at hand, and there was actually one this afternoon. As the students slowly walked out of the classroom, Jiao Ming rubbed his sleepy eyes, stretched his waist, and found that the fatigue of staying up late was gone in the crackling sound of his spine.
Getting up and walking, Jiao Ming wanted to go to the restaurant to meet Binglian, but at the door of the classroom, he saw Luohua standing quietly, and her appearance stood out among several maids and servants at the door.
"Why are you here?" asked Jiao Ming. Because of Xia Feng's injury, and Binglian, who was busy with affairs, didn't want to find another maid to take over the position, then Luohua, the personal maid who belonged to her fiancΓ© Jiao Ming, became the best temporary replacement, so since the beginning of school, Luohua has been following Binglian to take on the duties of secretary. It was Jiao Ming who asked this question.
"The lunch location has been changed to the student union headquarters, and the young lord asked me to invite you over. "Luohua is a maid, although she is a halfway monk, her movements are quite skillful, at least Jiao Ming can't see any flaws.
This is obviously the rhythm of being so busy that he has no time to eat lunch, Jiao Ming is bitter in his heart, he is called like a dog by his girlfriend during the day, and he is not idle at night, he is more tired than a dog by Master Emily's instructions, and the only thing that can be comforted is that both are not stingy in giving out benefits, although one is active and the other is passive and unconscious.
When he came to the headquarters of the student union, as expected, a large group of gray-robed students and a few aristocratic students in gorgeous robes gathered together, and they were discussing fiercely, and Binglian, as the general leader, sat at the top and stared at everyone silently, not only thinking about the opinions and suggestions put forward by everyone, but also observing the performance of everyone, and secretly recording it in their hearts. Jiao Ming nodded and greeted the familiar face, and at the same time squeezed to Binglian's side, and whispered with a serious expression: "It's a good meal, it won't be for me to eat you, right?"
Binglian's cheeks were slightly red, but she barely controlled her expression without revealing flaws, and raised her legs to step on Jiao Ming's feet fiercely, but was dodged by Jiao Ming, who had expected it. "We're talking about the strategy of the battle, so come and listen to it. β
"It's going to start in the afternoon?," Jiao Ming said in surprise, holding the small hand that reached his back with his backhand when he sat down, so as to avoid injury to his waist.
"There were no of us in this afternoon. Binglian explained, her voice steady, but her hand was struggling.
Jiao Ming nodded in understanding. Although the student union is very popular among the gray-robed students because of its moderate inequality in maintaining order in the school and objectively maintaining the dignity of low-born students, it cannot include all gray-robed students, especially some 'strong people' who are gifted in self-sustaining force. After all, it's five hundred, and it's normal to have some guys with full personalities. On the side of the nobles, even fewer people were recruited.
Of the eight teams in the quarterfinals, five and a half were members of the student council, while only three of the eight teams of noble children volunteered to participate, which was only half a team.
"It's too inefficient to discuss like this, isn't it?" Jiao Ming continued, his eyes swept over the overcrowded room, which was comparable to a bus carriage during rush hour, and in less than ten minutes, his head was once again slightly swollen as he was when he climbed into the carriage in the early morning.
"What do you have a good idea?" Bing Lian asked, finally withdrawing her hand and giving up her verbal teasing to punish Jiao Ming.
Jiao Ming thought for a while and said, "Let's discuss in groups, our team, the configuration of each team is different, and the tactics are naturally different. β
"Are you idiots in our student council? β
Jiao Ming was a little embarrassed, and said with a sneer: "I was so hungry that I didn't pay attention to it." β
Bing Lian glared hatefully, then got up and clapped her hands to attract everyone's attention, and then said in a loud voice: "Open the meal, after the meal, each team will hand in the first draft of the expected tactics, as before, don't be too serious and don't be confused." β
The crowd agreed. Outside the door, a few student council officers were already on standby to push the food cart full of wooden lunch boxes, and the room was filled with the smell of cereals and meat. However, the next situation made Jiao Ming stunned, in the room, there were originally a few people in the middle sitting on four benches to discuss, and the surrounding people were standing and watching, but now when they were eating, these gray-robed students who did not sit on the periphery were all squatting on the ground like coolies, holding a box lunch and eating and chewing violently. And unlike the polite eating situation of the aristocratic children in the restaurant, more than seventy percent of the people in the room have the habit of chirping, and there is actually a sense of rhythm under the harmony of the crowd.
The use of tableware is also mostly grasping, a few people who pinch the wooden spoon with their fingers are obviously not used to it, of course, there are those who do not use utensils, and the two guys with green algae heads in the corner are directly on their hands, and their fingers are already full of red and green mixed soup.
"Why don't you eat it? It's not to your taste?" Hmm......" Binglian first noticed that Jiao Ming didn't move his chopsticks, then saw Jiao Ming's surprised expression, and then followed Jiao Ming's gaze to find the two people eating pilaf, and immediately raised her eyebrows and scolded loudly: "Brother Hux, how many times have you said it, and you still can't remember it?"
The two of them raised their identical faces, looked at the eyes of everyone in the room, smiled awkwardly, reluctantly took out a wooden spoon from the side of the lunch box, and awkwardly dug into the food to eat.
Jiao Ming glanced at the twin brothers in the corner a few more times, as well as the students who were squatting in the room and a few 'strategists' sitting in the middle of the room, picked up the chopsticks and didn't take a few bites, but suddenly felt that the bench under the buttocks seemed to have nails and pierced the buttocks.
"Why aren't you used to it?" asked Binglian. "When I was harvesting at the northern castle, I didn't eat lunch on the ridges like this. β
Jiao Ming turned out the memory of two years ago in his mind, and the image of Ms. Ziyu squatting on the ground eating sorghum rice was extremely vivid. "I'm not a member of the student council, so it's a bit inappropriate to sit and eat, right?"
Although Jiao Ming was caught from time to time to help deal with the affairs of the student union, he was only less than 30% in terms of attendance, and he could not be regarded as an official member of the student union.
"The fiancΓ© of the student union president, why is he not a member of the student union?" Binglian forcibly persuaded Jiao Ming with a woman's unique logic, and then urged: "Hurry up and eat, there is still something to do after eating." β
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In the afternoon, Emily, who also hadn't slept all night, shamelessly launched the lazy skill: taking the exam in class, and not proctoring the exam, lying on the lectern to catch up on sleep.
Jiao Ming receives Emily's special teaching every night, and it can be said that he knows the thinking of the questioner well, and he is very easy to deal with this exam paper. After answering the question, he checked it again, and despised his own master lying on the lectern for a while, and then began to observe the students around him or scratching their ears and cheeks, or frowning and staring. I thought I could see a few cheating incidents, but I was surprised to find that this group of young boys and girls who were poisoned by aristocratic etiquette could actually abide by the examination discipline, and even deliberately turned their heads to avoid it when the people next to them unconsciously exposed the exam papers.
A bunch of fools, Jiao Ming thought.
When the bell rang after class, the aristocratic students consciously stopped writing and handed in the papers, and Jiao Ming, as the representative of the senior disciple and class, sorted out the exam papers and handed them to the sleepy-eyed Emily, reminding her to wipe off the eye feces by the way.
"I'd like to take a leave of absence to see the academy fight. β
"What do you think!" Emily patted a dozen papers.
Jiao Ming looked at the exam paper, then at Emily, and repeated it twice, looking confused. Emily looked at the fool and patted the exam paper again as a hint. Jiao Ming finally came to his senses and asked tentatively, "Shall I approve?"
"Is it me?" asked Emily, stepping away with her beautiful legs and walking away in great style.
Jiao Ming was stunned for a while, then remembered that he didn't know the correct answer, and quickly chased to the door, of course, he didn't see Emily's beautiful shadow. Even if you run fast, Jiao Ming scolded secretly, turned around and flipped through the exam papers, although there were only about 20 people, but because there was no fill-in-the-blank choice, the workload of judging marks was not a lot. However, after thinking about it, I found that the evaluation of the examination paper did not seem to conflict with watching the competition.
Came to the competition venue with the exam papers, just a sweep, and found that the two-color robes in the audience were distinct, and even a large area was vacant at the junction, except for a few bright colors in the gray on the west side of the audience, which was the student union observation group led by Binglian. Slowly walked to Binglian's side and asked, "Do you have any information about the fighting team?" β
The competition has been going on for so long, and both circles know about their respective star students, and the student union is probably the only organization that has a clear understanding of the information of both regions. Jiao Ming was busy with the study of qi magic, and he was outside the competition, but he didn't know anything about either side.
Binglian seemed to have been prepared, and with a gesture of a look, Luo Hua handed over a stack of handwritten information. Jiao Ming first took a cursory look, but found that there was information on eight teams, "So many?"
"In addition to the exciting fight, there will be four practice matches in one session. Luo Hua explained softly, stretched out her hand and read them out one by one on the first page of the information, and then focused on the players who were about to play.
Jiao Ming was not interested when he heard the names of a few people, but instead stared at Luohua and praised: "Your maid is becoming more and more professional." β
Luo Hua glanced at Binglian quickly, and then threw out a charming white eye.
Jiao Ming coughed dryly and said solemnly: "Are you free? β
"It's my pleasure to serve you. Rose's formulaic answer.
"Then that's all for you. Jiao Ming handed over the exam paper with both hands, as if entrusting him with a heavy responsibility, and advised: "The shape part of the magic circle is fine, and the ones that are very different according to my answers are marked." Leave the rest alone, I know your lingua franca is limited. β