"Uh-huh, ahem, ahem, I was just joking. In short, it's better than Qi Gu."
Seemingly realizing that she was not qualified to be an instructor, Shizuka Hiratsuka cleared her throat calmly after coming to her senses. With the unlit cigarette in his mouth and his legs crossed, he naturally changed the topic back to the normal path.
However, his expression was too stiff. His expression was too stiff for Shizu-sensei Hiratsuka. I'm starting to wonder if you're really a teacher who has taught countless students. Such a stiff performance wouldn't be able to fool even the kids from the Film Arts Academy in junior high school, let alone me, who had already experienced hundreds of battles, had memories of another world, and had also fought against the editors.
However, judging from this point, he probably made such a low-level mistake because he needed help from me, right?
No way! That was Shizuka Hiratsuka, the teacher who could beat up students without batting an eyelid until they surrendered? Could it be that she had a student that she couldn't deal with and was using this clumsy disguise to seek help from another student?
"Hikiya, logically speaking, you have to write this essay again.”
Shizuka took a puff of her cigarette. She didn't dare to smoke in front of the patient. She waved the test paper in her hand with a conflicted tone. The densely packed words on it looked more like some kind of magic symbol than a language.
However,'according to reason' meant that there was no need to follow reason now. As expected, what was the reason that made this teacher feel troubled? However, it was not easy for him to use his teacher's identity to appear, so he used my student's experience? If the teacher couldn't come forward directly, then to this overly enthusiastic teacher, it could only be the student's psychological problem, right?
I was proud of my insight, but at the same time, I was a little afraid.
How much of a genius am I?
"But considering your current physical condition, forget it. The teacher was not an unreasonable person. It was unreasonable to ask a patient to study with such intensity. So this time, you barely passed.”
She no longer dared to look me in the eye and even changed her sitting position. This showed that she was a little nervous. The hand that wasn't holding the cigarette was in his pocket, and his face was slightly tilted to the side. It seemed like he did have a request, and it was the kind that was slightly unreasonable. In that case, he could play a prophecy game in his heart.
What you're going to say next is-but I have a request.
"But I have a request."
“nice”
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
"It's nothing.”
"Is that so? Forget it, you have a lot of ideas anyway.”
Seemingly having found an excuse for herself, Shizuka Shizu-sensei frowned and stuck the unlit cigarette into the ashtray. Her beautiful face was as beautiful as a Japanese one, and her eyes were as sharp as a razor. She stared at my face carefully as if she wanted to cut me apart.
"I know that you don't need me to say anything about your current academic performance. I also know that you have the ability to live independently now. However, compared to Qigu, your personality is really too bad. In the future, you will definitely suffer in society. I've decided to take this opportunity to let you join a club and train well. Is there any problem?”
If there was no problem, or if there was a problem, it would be suppressed.
If it was an ordinary youth novel, it would definitely be like this. After that, he met some girls through the club's activities. After all kinds of strange events, his relationship with the girls quickly warmed up. Then, he swayed between a few girls with different personalities but all of them were beautiful. In the end, he would end up being called a gutless man and having an inexplicable ending.
If this was a youth novel, or if I was a high school student who didn't have much of an opinion, I might have just followed the teacher's pace. But unfortunately, I might not need these things.
Because I am strong enough.
"Shizuka-sensei, I want to ask you a question first.”
I carefully looked at the beautiful woman in front of me and cautiously asked my question from a more careful angle.
"From my point of view, what is the meaning of society? Was it simply the so-called entering society after graduation? I don't think it's that simple. The so-called social people should become one of the gears in this world, using their own strength to communicate with others and then create value. Isn't that right?"
"Huh? Ah, there shouldn't be any problems, right?”
Shizuka opened her mouth in surprise, as if she didn't expect me to ask such a question.
This was only natural. When two people of the same social status were talking, and one side thought that he was superior, there would always be a little surprise when he heard the other person's voice.
Logically speaking, it was unlikely for students to come into contact with the social environment. Students were young and needed to be cared for by their parents. It was unlikely for them to be able to create value for society. But when you do this, you are a part of society. This kind of person is usually called a tax collector, which is the cornerstone of this society.
When you use your own strength to create wealth and recognize the legitimacy of the current government and pay taxes, you are a social person. This had little to do with age. Even those who started working after junior high school could not be said to not be a part of society. They created production value and paid taxes to ensure their independent survival. This was society. The so-called social interaction was to create wealth while engaging with other gears. That was it.
Shizuka Hiratsuka understood this, but she couldn't understand why a student would say such a thing. Because no matter what, social values were different, and there would be class differences. It was normal to discriminate and despise.
Even though she didn't have any ill intentions, there was no difference between contempt and contempt.
"So I can roughly understand what you mean. Are you saying that I need to use this club to temper my character so that my strange and rotten character can be improved? In this way, he could truly step into society without having to slowly adapt to others or even break himself. Instead, he could smoothly integrate into society. I don't think I'm wrong, right?"
"If that's the case, please don't mind me at all.”Facing Shizuka Shizuka, whose expression was unknown, I calmly opened the hardcover book in my hand. The author's name was gilded on it, giving me the confidence to face everything.
It would be too arrogant to say that I don't have any capital to criticize the education system.
I knew very well what youth represented, and I knew even more clearly what kind of value a person could bring out by doing something that could be easily done ten years later. This was because being young was an irreplaceable asset. This asset was even stronger than any so-called parents or family background. It was because you had enough time while others did not.
Therefore, it was very easy to use the so-called youth to earn a sum of money for his youth. The memories I inherited when I was six years old have corresponding memories of those true geniuses. When a six-year-old child wrote an essay that was very common in the eyes of a sixteen-year-old high school student, the value created was not something that a sixteen-year-old high school student could compare to. It was the same for worldviews and values.
"I believe that the money I earn and the connections I have accumulated are enough for me to survive in any financial bubble. I don't have any doubts about the future and social relations. Like you, I am also a tax-paying citizen in society. While I was living on my own with the money I earned, I still had eight figures in my account.”
I waved the hardcover book in my hand at the teacher. The black title page was clearly marked with the two Chinese characters 'Eight Streets'.
When Shizuka Hiratsuka saw the author's name, she raised her eyebrows slightly. A dejected expression appeared on his face. Rather than saying that his student had an amazing amount of wealth, it was more like he was disappointed that he could not extort legal students.
As an instructor, Shizu-sensei Hiratsuka, you're really dangerous.
"So let's talk frankly, teacher.”I leaned on the bed and smiled at the teacher in front of me. I reached out and folded the test paper, making a small bookmark and stuffing it into the hardcover book.
"What do you want me to do? I believe that my character is not your real reason. If you really need me to do something, I won't refuse if it's not too much to surpass my status as a student. Of course, it's not impossible to surpass him, but I want Teacher to treat me to a meal. Is there any problem?"
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