Quadruple split.

Chapter 728 On the Love at the End of the World (I)

Another burst of chaotic lines unique to the holographic stage flashed. In the blink of an eye, the background behind the girl had become a sunny classroom. At the same time, a group of students in black overalls and hoods quietly Walking onto the stage, leaving behind several rows of tables and chairs, not taking away a single cloud.

And after these 'staff' exited, a student who was covered by them on the stage was already sitting in front of the desk in the corner, leaning on his cheek and turning his head to look out of the window projected by the hologram.

Because of the angle, most people can only see half of the student's side face, which is handsome, intellectual, and soft, even though he is wearing a boy's uniform of an unknown school, But Mo Tan recognized her immediately
"Xiaoge! It's our Xiaoge! Wife, look quickly, it's our Xiaoge!"

The man's voice sounded from outside the camera again, and then stopped abruptly again amidst several dull beating sounds.

That's right, the boy with fluffy hair, glasses, fair skin, and slightly thin body is Ji Xiaoge. I have to say that the person who did her makeup is really good at it, not only bringing out the girl's original appearance It was done vividly and vividly, and some details of her face were modified to be more neutral with ease. Coupled with the rather heroic black school uniform, she looked like a beautiful boy with a melancholy temperament.

"Didn't it mean that he was dismissed because of too many jokes, but he ended up playing the leading role?"

Mo Tan looked at the handsome boy with slightly trembling shoulders in the picture, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "But in terms of the role, this character is really the least prone to mistakes."

The soft sunshine from the window stretched Ji Xiaoge's lonely shadow for a long time, and a soft and depressing violin music also played at the right time, adding to the vibrant classroom at first glance. A mood of melancholy.

The girl sitting on the edge of the stage slowly closed her eyes, and fell into the "memories" behind her that were bright and sometimes black and white
"I get the impression that you're always alone in a corner."

Ji Xiaodao’s pre-recorded voice-over sounded just right. Her recognizable cold voice has no ups and downs, but if you listen carefully, you can still find that it is full of tenderness that cannot be hidden: "It doesn't seem like a daze , It’s not like thinking, just sitting there quietly, silently repeating what everyone in this class is doing, listening to lectures, taking notes, and handing in homework, as if they are just an inconspicuous member of this class.”

The 'memories' that occupied [-]% of the entire stage turned into black and white again. At the same time, more than a dozen students were also dressed. The students quickly walked out of the backstage, and quickly found themselves in the next few seconds , and started a daily routine that would appear in any classroom during recess.

And the BGM also became cheerful after a pleasant bell for the end of get out of class.

"Huha, it's so boring, what's the next class?"

"English quiz, wasn't it announced yesterday?"

"Oops! I think I'm going to die."

"Want to go to the newly opened crock soup in a cafeteria at noon today?"

"Huh? I want to eat chicken pot. Crock pot soup always feels like it won't fill my stomach."

"It's just more important, I'm treating you."

"OK, OK~"

"How about going to the coffee shop outside the school to do homework together after school? I can't calm down at home."

"Okay, okay, I just want you to help me make up the history!"

"Well, then I will leave my mathematics to you."

"Let the horses come!"

"Hey, did you watch the match between USE and NAT last night? No seals! Does zero seals make sense!"

"NAT's blame is all on the coach. They lost half of the selection and put Sephiroth on the opposite side in all three games. It's no wonder they didn't get cut into chickens."

"You can't say that. NAT Baokujia's thinking is still very clear, and the execution is not bad. I really want to let them drag it to the later stage."

"Have they made it?"

"No."

"That's terrible, he deserves to be shaved."

"In a daze again? Who do you still miss in the class next door?"

"Ah! Stop talking nonsense, I don't have one!"

"Tsk tsk, you still say no, your face is so red. Ah! Haha, hahahaha, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't scratch. Hahaha, don't tickle!"

Everyday to the most common conversations filled the entire classroom, just like any normal middle school, it was a recess full of vigor, sunshine and youthful troubles.

Only one person out of tune with the surrounding environment
The figure that first appeared in the corner of the classroom seemed to have never appeared before. Whether it was the class committee member who was weakly maintaining order on the podium, or the ordinary students who were laughing and playing around, they all seemed to ignore him subconsciously. up.

Even the teacher who walked into the class a moment later turned a blind eye to him who was the only one who didn't stand up after announcing the start of class, as if this person didn't exist at all.

And the audience also belatedly discovered this extremely incongruous scene. Although this ubiquitous "daily life of youth" is still going on, the more it is like this, the more depressed the audience is. A few minutes later, everyone was no longer able to smile knowingly at those down-to-earth and friendly dialogues. Instead, they felt more and more awkward, as if they themselves had become the student in the corner who was out of tune with everything, who was unfamiliar with the outside world. Everything in life lost its sense of reality.

The scene of the holographic projection is constantly changing
Beside the running track of the sports meeting, the roadside in front of the school, the playground in the afternoon, and the bus on the spring outing, every scene is peaceful and full of vitality. Among the students, only the 'boy' who was regarded as air by everyone from the very beginning is still so out of place, 'he' exists silently like a lifeless puppet, with expressionless face and dull eyes. Occasionally, when he turned his melancholy cheek to the other side, and his shoulders trembled slightly involuntarily, it was just because it was so hard to hold back a smile.

The voice-over that Ji Xiaodao has recorded long ago runs through every scene.
"At first, I thought you were just out of gregariousness, and didn't think too much about it."

"After all, not everyone likes unnecessary negotiations and wastes their limited energy and time on 'maintaining interpersonal relationships', just like me."

"Maybe when I step out of the campus and step into the society, I will be forced to change myself in front of the reality, to say some lies that are unimaginable to me at the moment, and I will numbly pull the corners of my mouth to show a seemingly passionate lie. Laughing, but at least now I still have the qualifications to be willful, even if I am regarded as a weirdo, I still cherish this period of time."

"Are you the same as me? I always think so subconsciously."

"I don't know when it started, it has become my habit to observe you who is always in the corner, and it is not very polite to guess in my heart whether you will be a 'weird' like me, and it has gradually become One of my few pastimes."

"You seem to be as special as I am."

"Is it puberty? I occasionally ask myself a self-deprecating question, and sincerely hope that this childish phenomenon will never happen to me."

"The flow of time seems to be speeding up. I didn't realize it until halfway through the second semester after I transferred to this school. At this time, I was already used to this strange city, and I was also used to being in the school. Every day after school, I put you in my eyes, and I don't let you go until sunset."

"You are such a weirdo, a weirdo like me, even... a bit weirder than me, at least I still have the minimum communication with others."

"If that's the case, it would be a pity if the two weirdos didn't say a word until they parted."

"I want to try talking to you"

"Hopefully it's not because of puberty or something."

At the edge of the stage, the beam of light that had been shining on Ji Xiaodao dimmed, and the girl's figure disappeared into the darkness.

Mo Tan pressed the pause button, ran to the kitchen and made himself a cup of coffee, then went to the cupboard to pick up half a bucket of leftover popcorn from his previous birthday, and continued playing.

The scene changed again, but this time it was no longer the previous daily scene, but a 3A-level scenic spot with a rather steep terrain.

There were only three people in this scene, namely Ji Xiaoge who was pretending to be a strange male student, a boy with a relatively simple figure and a rather plain dress, and Ji Xiaodao who didn't hold a hatchet and had an expressionless face.

The girl's narration sounded again.
"However, just when I was about to find a chance to talk to you."

Ji Xiaodao on the stage lightly clenched his fists, pursed his lips and quickened his pace.

At this moment, that very ordinary boy suddenly accidentally fell, and the whole person fell forward in a very exaggerated manner. In the holographic projection, there was a ravine at least four or five meters deep in front of him.

Ji Xiaodao, who was in middle school, watched this scene expressionlessly, his slightly immature face was still expressionless.

But what is surprising is that in everyone's conception, the boy who is always in two dimensions with the classmates around him, that is, Ji Xiaoge, rushed forward, grabbed the boy by the collar, and forced him out of the holographic projection. The painted edge of the ravine is pulled back.

"Wow!"

The boy who kept his head down and played with his mobile phone patted his chest with lingering fear, turned around and said, "Thanks, I didn't pay attention to it just now. Uh."

In the next second, Mo Tan dared to guarantee that the boy's eyes met Ji Xiaoge's, showing a very nympho expression for about half a second, and then he took a half step back in horror as written in the script, With a terrified expression, she raised her finger and pointed at Ji Xiaoge: "You you."

"that."

Ji Xiaoge showed a somewhat stiff smile in Mo Tan's eyes and felt that it might evolve into a state of '噗hahahahahaha'← at any time, and took two deep breaths in a row before asking a little timidly: "Are you okay? "

Ji Xiaodao's eyes widened in disbelief.

And that boy let out an exaggerated scream after being stunned for a few seconds, and ran off the stage.

Ji Xiaoge was stunned for a while, with a complicated smile on the corner of his mouth, which in Mo Tan's eyes felt that it might turn into a wry smile at any time, and then he tilted the one next to him to the side of the road The 'Mountain Road Danger' warning sign straightened and left slowly.

Ji Xiaodao remained hesitant to speak, after all, he still didn't catch up and say a few words to the person he wanted to talk to.

A few seconds later, the girl's first-person narration sounded again
"Until then, I didn't know I was wrong, very wrong."

"Actually, the so-called 'weird' was only me from the beginning, and you are not a 'weird' at all."

"I'm the one who doesn't fit in with everything around me, and you're just being rejected unilaterally. You're just an ordinary person who is willing to treat others with kindness, but has never been accepted by anyone."

"It's so ridiculous it makes me laugh."

"It's so ridiculous that even someone like me won't sit idly by"

The darkness fell abruptly, and when the stage was lit up again, the formerly vibrant atmosphere had disappeared without a trace. It was the same classroom, but whether it was the rows of tables and chairs, or Ji Xiao Both the island and the tense teacher in front of her were cast with a dim light.

"teacher"

Ji Xiaodao looked up at the dean with a very blunt expression, and asked in a low voice: "I really want to know the reason, why everyone, including the teachers, treats him."

"This is not something you should care about, classmate Xiaoyi."

The teacher was three points nervous, six points stiff, and one point timid, waved his hand, and said in a blunt tone: "Don't worry about that aspect anymore, your grades are good, as long as you study hard in the next year, you will definitely get an ideal exam." scores, so the teacher suggests that you focus on "

"I just want to know why."

Ji Xiaodao calmly looked at the dean, the middle-aged teacher who played her homeroom teacher in the stage play, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "It doesn't make sense, that guy is a well-behaved student no matter how you look at it. He also helped when I went out to sketch.”

"Shut up your curiosity, classmate Xiaoyi!"

The teacher interrupted Ji Xiaodao arbitrarily, and while pacing back and forth in front of the latter with his hands behind his back, he said quickly: "You are just a transfer student, and you have never lived in this city before. I understand, there are many things I don’t understand, so don’t make me repeat it a second time, put away your curiosity, study hard, if you can, get into a good school, and forget about it.”

Ji Xiaodao frowned: "I know what I want to do."

The corner of the teacher's mouth twitched and he shook his head, "No, you don't know."

"I'm just asking a question that anyone would ask."

"No, boy, in fact, no one should ask such a question."

"I have reservations about that."

"Of course you can reserve opinions, so if there are no homework-related questions, just go home."

Chapter [-]: The End

(End of this chapter)