Chapter 79 A tiny cloud

"Are you going hiking?"

Ye Daijia, who had just returned to her seat, overheard the two talking and immediately became interested.

"That mountain? Xisai Mountain?"

"It's not Xisai Mountain, it's the mountain behind the school."

"Oh, that? I don't think it's very interesting; she's too short," Ye Daijia said with a hint of pride and boasting.

"I climbed Huangshan during the summer vacation, and that was really exciting, especially the 'Carp Back' section, which many people dare not cross."

The bored people around were immediately drawn to the idea of ​​travel, a concept rarely experienced by most students in the class.

Mei Mengqian immediately fell silent. Although she had been to many places, she had mostly stayed at home and hadn't really had much fun.

Li Yan glanced at him and said, "You're pretty impressive."

"Well, I don't dare to go either, I'm a little afraid of heights."

Everyone: "Weakling!"

Since everyone said so, Ye Daijia couldn't refute it and simply said:

"It's not just me who's afraid. You guys go search it yourselves, you'll be scared to death."

"Pshaw, it's just a fish back. Ever heard of a glass walkway? Do you know a high-altitude swing? Those are real thrills!" Lin Yufan said.

"You've been there? What if you fell in?!" Ye Daijia's rosy face turned pale.

Li Yan suddenly said, "It's okay, two staff members will pick you up."

"Really? There are actually safety officers like that?!" Ye Daijia looked at Lin Yufan with disbelief.

Lin Yufan nodded. "There are two, one wearing white and one wearing black."

The crowd burst into laughter and dispersed after the preparatory bell rang.

Having listened to the whole thing, Mei Mengqian nudged Li Yan and asked, "Li Yan, shall we not go hiking?"

"What's wrong? Are you afraid of heights too?"

"A little, I have a fear of low altitudes."

Li Yan thought for a second, then said heavily, "Then you're in trouble."

"what?"

"Think about it, when you grow taller, won't you be afraid to look down at your toes? You'll scare yourself to death!"

Mei Mengqian nodded subconsciously, then her face turned a little pale.

"Oh, what should I do then? I'll eat less in the future, otherwise I won't grow taller."

Yu Qingya, who was eavesdropping behind, was extremely anxious. Had Mengmeng's IQ been frozen?

"Oh, Mengmeng, don't listen to his nonsense. Girls at this age have stopped growing taller."

"Really?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yan glanced at Mei Mengqian and nodded.

"Indeed, and you don't actually need to worry about that because you can't see very low positions when you look down."

The two women were taken aback. Yu Qingya stood up, looked down at herself, and then became withdrawn, turning to her friend Lin Yufan to discuss this profound question.

Mei Mengqian didn't react at first, but when she saw Yu Qingya's actions, her face immediately flushed red.

She imitated Zhu Zhu and punched him, then lay face down on the table.

"rogue!"

The three afternoon classes were politics, history, and geography, which Li Yan treated as listening to stories.

The notification about separating students into arts and science classes after the end of the semester had already been issued by this time.

Unlike science teachers who go to great lengths to persuade students to study science, humanities teachers generally don't encourage students to study science.

It's not that humanities subjects are bad, but the cut-off scores are set somewhat like a matter of luck each year.

Li Yan enjoys listening to geography and history lectures, especially if he's not doing practice questions.

However, political classes are very boring.

When bored, Li Yan likes to twirl a pen. He once bought a twirling pen from an advertisement, but found it wasn't as easy to use as a regular black pen.

A black pen twirled in his hand, moving like a nimble little snake, dancing out beautiful patterns.

People in the second row and those in the back row stopped listening to his ramblings and were captivated by him.

"Damn, Li Yan has been spinning around for so long, and he still hasn't fallen."

"It looks pretty simple, Wei Ge, let me show you."

Ma Liang casually picked up the black pen, pressed down hard with his finger, and drew a smooth arc with the pen.

The pen cap, which wasn't properly closed, flew out and hit the political science teacher's left nostril squarely in front of him.

"Good shot!! Liang, I forgive you for calling me Viagra."

Yu Bin looked up, coughed suddenly, then put his phone away and started watching some entertainment.

The people in the front and back rows looked amazed, wanting to laugh but having to hold it in.

"Who's there! Stand up!!" the political science teacher roared.

Ma Liang stood up, head bowed. "Go stand outside!"

In the evening, after dinner, Li Yan leaned against the corridor.

On evenings between autumn and summer, it's easiest to see fiery clouds in the sky, creating a beautiful pinkish hue.

It used to take a long time to look at, unlike later on when I could only glance at it occasionally.

Whether at the office or after get off work, they never stopped because of it.

"Whose light did I steal when I chisel a hole in the wall as a child?"

The radio played a song, Xu Song's "Luzhou Moon".

Li Yan glanced at the broadcasting station. He was supposed to be there, but he had something to do during his evening break, so he didn't go.

"This has been around for many years, why don't you put in something fresh?"

Ye Daijia was also leaning against the corridor when she heard the broadcast.

Several boys nearby, some eating while lying down, and others watching the girls playing basketball downstairs, glanced at him.

Yang Xiong said, "I think it sounds pretty good."

“Xu Song is considered non-mainstream now. I listen to Xue Zhiqian and Eason Chan now.” Ye Daijia said with an air of great taste.

After finishing his noodle soup, Cheng Yuan scoffed, "Oh ho, is that Fatty putting on an act again?"

"I'm just expressing my opinion; it's better than listening to K-pop."

"What's wrong with K-pop? You always stare at music videos the most." Lin Yufan was passing by when she heard this and immediately became unhappy.

"Tch, you feel superior just because you listen to a song."

Lin Yufan retorted and glanced at Li Yan.

"Li Yan, what do you want to listen to? Aren't you from the radio station?"

"I'm fine with anything, I'll listen to 'Treading the Waves' now."

Everyone was taken aback; some had never even heard of the song title.

"It feels so niche," Hu Die said.

Lin Yufan's expression was strange. "I think you should have heard of it."

"Huh? That can't be right."

Just then, a song ended, and a new song started playing on the radio.

After a series of rattling sounds, everyone's expressions turned strange.

"A tiny cloud, slowly drifting by~"

Lin Yufan pointed outside and said to Hu Die, "Look, this is Treading the Waves."

“This is a children’s song, isn’t it? If we’re going to compare it like this, I prefer the light spots in dreams,” Yu Bin said.

"No, Miracle Again sounds better."

Several boys started arguing about the theme song of the cartoon.

Li Yan didn't participate in the argument; he glanced at his phone.

Mei Mengqian: [Why did you play this song?]

Li Yan: [Check if there are any villains at school.]

Mei Mengqian: [?]

Evening self-study, biology.

The biology teacher, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, met with his students.

However, he did not give a lecture; instead, he let the students do their homework on their own.

He, on the other hand, turned on the multimedia computer and played Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game).

"Why doesn't Teacher Li play Minesweeper?" Mei Mengqian asked.

"Maybe it's because he teaches biology."

"What do you mean?"

Just as Li Yan was about to answer, Li Junlong, the biology teacher who had lost seven games in a row, looked up.

I glanced at the time; only half of the evening self-study session had passed.

He remembered the singing he had heard before class, coughed to attract everyone's attention.

"Everyone's tired from studying, let's play a game and sing a song! How about it?"

"Great!!!"

A cheer erupted immediately; as long as they didn't have to study, they were fine with doing anything.

Li Junlong gestured for silence, "Quiet down. If you keep making noise, there won't be any activities."

The crowd immediately fell silent, and Li Junlong looked around.

"Does anyone want to volunteer to perform on stage?"

(End of this chapter)

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