messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 185 is about the disadvantages of living with the teacher, and it is scary
"Speaking of it, Miss Chu." Maekawa Shimizu stuffed himself with a mouthful of stewed meat, and said while eating the rice.

"The cultural festival will start in a while, have you made arrangements for your class?"

After finishing speaking, she took another bite of food into her mouth. Now she is more and more glad that she invited Chuhe Yagami Chengran to live in her home. She has never cooked since Chu came here. It is really a kind of happiness to be a person who opens his mouth and stretches out his clothes when he eats.

"Cultural Festival?" Chu held a bowl in her hand, and simply ate a few mouthfuls of food. Because of the presence of Maekawa Shimizu, she would still eat something symbolically, although she ate very little.

"That's right, every class and club will hold activities." Maekawa Shimizu said with some complaints, scratching his hair.

"It's been giving me a terrible headache for the past few days."

Is that so? No wonder the students in the class these days looked at me strangely, as if they were waiting for something.

The activities of the cultural festival need to be organized by the head teacher and the class together, but Chu Chu didn't get any notice.Or she didn't see the notice herself. After all, she was the only teacher in her office, and the usual news was really closed.

However, she has no experience in this area.

Chu stroked his chin, and asked Cheng Lan, who was beside him.

"Last year, what activities were held in the class?"

At the beginning, I wanted to learn from how the previous class teacher did it.

Iori Chenglan paused the chopsticks in his hand, as if recalling some bad memory, and said with a dark face.

"Karate Cultural Experience Hall."

Well, it is indeed Matsuoka's style.

"Puff." Sitting on the side, Maekawa Shimizu smiled and said while holding up his chopsticks.

"I remembered, was it the one who yelled in the classroom and scared all the students who came to run away."

Yashen Chenglan raised his eyebrows and replied in a muffled voice.

"Ah."

It was one of the black history that she didn't want to remember very much. She ran around the classroom wearing weird retro costumes and masks and screamed strangely. Because of this incident, their class has been laughed at for a whole school year. up.

Up to now, people have mentioned it, and some people have given it a professional name, it seems to be called, Class B Karate Roar Incident.

"Hahahaha." Maekawa Shimizu laughed even more, she couldn't imagine Yashen Chengran wearing a mask and shouting among a group of people.

Yagami Chengran's forehead protruded, gritted his teeth, and stuffed a mouthful of meat into Maekawa Shimizu's mouth.

"Eat your meal!"

"Hmm." Maekawa Shimizu's laughter stopped abruptly, but then she ate the meat Yagami Chengran stuffed into her mouth, licked Yagami Chengran's chopsticks, and said with a smile.

"Sweet."

Iori Chenglan blushed, and quickly put away her chopsticks.

"rogue."

Maekawa Shimizu continued to laugh and stick out his tongue.

Chu didn't make a sound, she was thinking about the cultural festival, after all, she was also a teacher, and she always had to do her own job well.

After dinner, Yagami Chengran watched TV for a while, while Maekawa Shimizu lay on the sofa holding a handheld and played for a while. The evening seemed leisurely and lazy.

At about eleven o'clock, the two of them were also going to go upstairs to rest.

At this moment, Chu suddenly seemed to remember something, and sat on the sofa and stopped the two of them.

"You guys." Looking suspiciously at the two guys who pretended to be nonchalant, Chu asked lightly.

"Have you finished your homework?"

The two people standing on the stairs froze at the same time.

After a while, Maekawa Shimizu turned her head around stiffly, she deliberately didn't mention this matter, unexpectedly Chu remembered it, smiled awkwardly, grabbed her hair, and said in a low voice.

"Miss Chu, you see it's so late..."

Yashen Chenglan also stood stiffly and did not move, obviously trying to escape.

Sitting on the sofa for the first time, he looked at the two calmly, with a faint light in his eyes, and turned his head sideways.

"Come back and write."

"Yes, sir!" Maekawa Shimizu stood up straight as a reflex, made a military salute, and said with a mournful face.

Yagami Chenglan also lay gray on the stairs. She originally thought that she would forget about it when she was in a good mood when she received the gift for the first time.

Reluctantly, the two of them made up their homework under Chu's guidance. One of them was a poor student and the other was a sports student with a partial subject, and their cultural subjects were not much better. They didn't want to sleep well tonight.

As for Chu, I stopped by the study room between tutoring for the two of them, and used the computer to collect information on the Internet. What activities about the cultural festival would be more popular.

In the end, Chu's eyes fell on a post, and after looking at the contents, Chu seemed to have some idea.

Maybe doable.

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When Chu collected the information and returned to the living room, he found that Yagami Chengran and Maekawa Shimizu had fallen asleep lying on the table.

Shaking his head helplessly, he tidied up the books spread out on the table by the two of them, and then sent them back to their own rooms one by one.

What Chu Chu didn't notice was that Maekawa Shimizu smiled secretly when he left, and made a gesture of planning to Yagami Chengran.

She said that the first sister would soften her heart.

But in fact, Chu may have noticed it, but just pretended not to see it.

Today, it is indeed too late.

The next morning, Iori Yagami woke up in his room.

Looking at the sunlight falling in from the window, she rubbed her hair, remembered how she was sent back to the room at the beginning of last night, carefully covered with a quilt, and smiled slightly.

"Bang bang." There was a knock on the door, and Maekawa Shimizu's voice came from outside.

"Cheng Lan, come down for breakfast, you're going to be late."

"Here we come." In response, Yashen Chenglan lazily got up from the bed and stretched.

If only this kind of life could continue forever.

In a trance, she thought so.

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Class B of the second year.

It was early self-study time, but the classroom was extraordinarily quiet. Chu stood on the podium with his hands on the table, looking at the students in the classroom, and the students also looked at Chu nervously, swallowing their saliva.

For the students in class B of the second year, they only have one request, as long as they don't propose an activity like Songgang at the beginning.

There was a long silence in the classroom, and finally, Chu spoke out.

"So, this cultural festival..."

A bird flew by outside the window. In the quiet morning, Chu's voice was very clear.

"Let's build a haunted house in our class."

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So, the activities of the cultural festival of class B of the second year were finalized in this way, haunted house, at least this is a relatively normal activity, and it seems quite interesting to think about it.

As for why Chu Chu made such a proposal, it is probably because she personally thinks that she is quite good at scaring people.

Well, it should be pretty scary to take your head off your own neck.

(End of this chapter)