The bustle in early March gradually stabilized as time went by. Those other classes and even other students who came to Class 8, Grade 1, during recess time to inquire about the members of the Tongue Club, finally disappeared before arousing the rebellious mentality of everyone in Class 8. trace.
There were fewer onlookers in the class, but the number of customers who came to the Tongue Club activity room in the afternoon did not decrease with the passage of time as Xiangchuan imagined. There were only those who took out, and those who wanted to come in to dine in. But there are more and more students, and some students even wait until the last minute of afternoon recess before leaving. Finally, on the Monday of the fourth week, the student council president Wentao Kai had to hold a meeting with the heads of the major clubs under the protest of the club teachers, and decided on a magical "Tongue of Club Dining Shift for each club" "Table", members of two to three clubs can go to Tongue Club for dine-in meals every day, one round every two weeks.
When Xiangchuan got the document that afternoon, her eyes twitched when she saw it. She almost yelled at Student Council President Wen Tao, who said he had condescended to go to the Tongue Club to deliver the document to her in person, but actually came to rub the cake just out of the oven: I This is a club! Not a restaurant!
The reason why she didn't have an attack in person was because Kagawa herself realized this problem in the third week. If she didn't want to disturb the rehearsals of the nearby performance club and her parents and brother secretly advised her not to use her pocket money to donate to the club as funding, She really wanted to convert this single-family club activity room into a second floor.
There is no way, there are really many people. However, for the sake of safety, Xiangchuan still decided to try the effect for two weeks.
"...This is the idea of solving this question, do you understand?" After finishing the topic, Aino cleared his throat, picked up the juice next to him and took a nice sip, to reward his throat that was smoky from the topic.
"...Oh..."
It seems I don’t understand. Ouyang Yating and Liang Gong, who were sitting at the small table next to them and were learning to make yam cakes by hand, were thinking at the same time.
"Good afternoon, are you making up for a lesson?" Lu Daiqing walked in, followed by a crowd of members of the Literature Club and Physics Club. Soon the entire activity room was filled with Xiaoxing 1 and Xiaoxing 2. No. 1 immediately ran to the kitchen to stand by. Everyone skillfully opened the light screens on their seats and started ordering meals.
"...Monitor, if I fail math, I won't repeat the grade." Kagawa raised his head with an apocalyptic expression on his face, which scared Lu Daiqing.
Lu Daiqing approached Ainuo and asked in a low voice: "Is it so urgent?"
"It's so urgent that I doubt whether mathematics is taught in our fleet's elementary and junior high schools." Aino replied expressionlessly. When he first tutored Kagawa, he would get furious when he saw the nonsense formulas she wrote in the answer column on the light screen. However, after three days in a row, he gradually became emotionally stable. No, it should be said that he became numb.
Lu Daiqing looked at Ouyang Yating and Liang Gong next to him in confusion, and both of them looked away.
Do not ask! Just ask because you have tried hard to teach! Their lonely profiles told of the hard work they had put in these past few days, and Lu Daiqing, whose ability to observe words and emotions was at its peak, naturally understood it with his heart.
"Monitor, why are humans able to leave their lives under the control of AI, but they still require us young girls to learn mathematics." Kagawa stood up suddenly, "Isn't science supposed to liberate humans from heavy labor? Come out and develop! We have developed to the point where we can soar in Qiongyu, why do we still need to learn such tedious numbers——! "
"Okay, okay, sit down."
Aino walked up behind her in a familiar manner and pressed Xiangchuan down. He turned around and saw Lu Daiqing's stunned expression and explained: "Don't worry, our president will talk some escapist nonsense when his brain capacity is overloaded. "
"Haha... This speech is quite good. If your Tongue Club wasn't so prosperous, I would have wanted to recruit you to our literary club. Mr. Xiangchuan, do you have attainments in ancient literature, or... resources? This We are actually envious of both aspects." Lu Daiqing simply sat on the seat opposite Xiangchuan and ordered himself a cup of fruit milk and an apple cake.
"Forget it, I don't have this talent." Kagawa waved his hands tiredly. Although he is a liberal arts student, the last time he did a long literary creation was... does the thesis in university count? "And we are only in the first year of high school. How much ink can we have in our stomach? Let's read more classics."
"masterpiece……?"
Familiar interrogative sentences with long pronunciation and rising pitch at the end of the sentence. Xiangchuan looked at the squad leader, and sure enough, the familiar blank expression made the corners of her eyes twitch. Although she knew that in modern times, the cultural loss before the 21st century was serious, but it wasn't like not even a few literary works were preserved, right?
"Uh... you know "Romeo and Juliet", right? It's from about the same era as that, like "The Hunchback of Notre Dame," "Gone with the Wind" and "The Count of Monte Cristo" and so on."
Kagawa popped out a bunch of books that she liked to read when she was a student, but the response she received was that the class monitor's confused look turned into the confused looks of those around her.
Well, she underestimated the dark virus crisis. This level of cleansing can be regarded as a major reshuffle of civilization.
"Xiagawa-san, have you read these? Can you lend them to me to read?!" The class monitor looked at her with bright eyes after coming back to his senses. In his opinion, it seemed to him that Xiangchuan mentioned some book titles so naturally. Then she must have seen it, and she often watches it!
"Huh? Okay." Kagawa, who was tortured by math problems and lost some ability to think, replied casually.
Then she regretted it the next second, because the classmates or seniors from the literary club who were sitting gracefully in the seats around them suddenly ran over in a swarm. If it weren't for their reserve as cultural people, they would have lost their temper. Now I'm afraid I'm going to squeeze over and turn their table over.
"Kagawa-senpai, are there any from the same era as "Romeo and Juliet"? I'm studying the script of this play..."
"Xiagawa-san, I used my mother's account to watch your sister's live broadcast. Have you ever broadcast the TV series with similar themes..."
"Kagawa-kun, can I borrow those books you just mentioned?"
Xiangchuan was looking at them blankly now. It was not because he was frightened, but because his tired brain cells had not yet reacted to this overwhelming crowd. On the contrary, it made the members of the Literature Club anxious and suddenly attracted the attention of those around him. Attention, melon eaters.
"Calm down, the students from the physics club are still watching." The president of the literature club ran behind Xiangchuan at some point, adjusted his glasses, and glanced at the noisy club members.
Just this one glance made everyone shut up, but everyone still looked at Kagawa expectantly.
"I'm sorry, Kagawa-san, the members of our club have been a little uncontrollable since they learned that you were exposed to ancient written works such as "Thirty-Six Stratagems"." The president of the literary club looked at her apologetically. "Everyone is really interested in ancient literary works, especially after being exposed to the ancient words and phrases in sister Xiangxue's live broadcast room, they can't help it."
Ancient words? Ancient poetry? Xiangchuan tilted her head. Every time modern people call 21st century culture, her brain would freeze for a second or two. "I roughly understand your expectations, but the application procedures for literary works are more troublesome, so I also I can’t give you too many books at once.”
This is true. Last week, because of the "Thirty-six Strategies" incident, the Information Bureau and the Cultural Bureau almost broke through the door of Xiang's family. They signed some inexplicable confidentiality agreements and usage agreements for three days in a row, which made Xiangchuan frown. wrinkle. A piece of The Art of War caused such trouble. If one were to come out, her family might not be able to calm down for a week.
However, she couldn't bear the expectant looks of her peers and seniors in front of her, so she relented: too many is not enough, but a few are still okay.
Wow——
The Literary Club suddenly lost the reserve of a cultured person and let out cheers that could almost knock off the roof. Then they began to discuss what kind of literary works they wanted. The president of the Literary Club couldn't hold it anymore. After my members yelled and apologized, they also joined the discussion enthusiastically.
That evening, an application for the use of ancient literary works was received in the mailbox of the Information Bureau. The titles of the applied books were - "The Count of Monte Cristo", "A Dream of Red Mansions" and "Don Quixote".
It's somewhat mixed with some personal preferences, Xiangchuan turned off the light screen and thought leisurely.
(End of chapter)
