leave this sad place

Chapter 114 Changes
"Yes, yes. I am no longer a child, and I can no longer be as emotional as I used to be. Now I have to plan for my future and be responsible for my future!" He secretly planned in his heart, now He never wanted to spend his life in such a muddle like in the past.

"Study hard, listen to lectures hard, and study hard." He sighed again.

"Don't think about anything else." He warned himself again, because he still didn't know if he could control those strange emotions.

The bell sounded so urgently, as if this was its only hobby.

"Another boring Chinese class." Chen Cheng beside him complained.In Chen Cheng's eyes, this kind of Chinese class is nothing to do. There is not much difference between learning and not learning, so he still doesn't take it seriously.

"Well, shall we play a game?" Chen Cheng touched Ouyang again, thinking that he would agree casually as usual.

"Let's play." This was Ouyang's answer, his heart had changed silently, how could it be like it was some time ago?

"What about you?" Chen Cheng was taken aback for a moment, but Ouyang's answer was different from before.

"Don't play anymore." Ouyang's eyes dimmed slightly, and then burned again, as if a flame was burning.Now he has developed a bit of fighting spirit again, he must work hard on his studies and work hard!

"Don't play anymore? Didn't you have a good time yesterday? Why did it change today?" Chen Cheng was a little puzzled, the change was more difficult to figure out than the weather in March.

"I don't want to play anymore." Ouyang didn't want to explain too much.If you tell your real plan, saying it may not necessarily bring a strange feeling to Chen Cheng, and you may think that you are perfunctory, and you may even mistake it for some cynicism.

"How come? You, oh, forget it. If you don't play, then what's the point of me playing alone?" Chen Cheng sighed a little. Sometimes playing games with several people is indeed more expensive than playing alone. Much more interesting.

Ouyang looked at him, not knowing what to say.Promising him is obviously not in line with his goal.If you don't agree to him, then how can you reject him?Could it be true——didn’t you play alone before?How is such an answer appropriate?So Ouyang's silence doesn't mean he acquiesced, but just doesn't want to answer.

"You really don't play anymore?" Chen Cheng looked at Ouyang, trying to see something different on his face, as if to see some kind of hidden secret.

Ouyang already had an answer to such a question in his heart, but he didn't want to show it right away.In that case, it will be easy to hurt a person.So he pondered for a while, pretended to be thinking, and then nodded slowly.

"Okay then, I'll play with mine." Seeing Ouyang's reluctant answer, Chen Cheng seemed to have seen some secret, so he stopped forcing him.He thought that Ouyang's heart was not like this?
"Yeah." Ouyang nodded, and turned to look at the Chinese teacher on the podium, the teacher who pursued fashion but was eccentric like other women.

Chen Cheng took out his mobile phone and played the game, but something strange flashed in his heart. "Now Ouyang is probably pretending. When he sees himself having fun, isn't he—"

Ouyang took his heart back, put his attention back on his studies, and listened to the teacher's lecture seriously.Although this teacher is not as good as I thought.

He thought carefully about every knowledge point the teacher said, and found that she had only talked about it lightly, and some things could be searched and collected by himself.It seems that the Chinese teacher is not as high as he thought.

"But Chinese itself is not so easy to understand." He thought, it seems that it is not an easy task to really speak Chinese well.The content in the textbooks seems to be the same, and the content of the exam is also close to a format, but is this really the so-called Chinese?Or is it just a by-product derived to cope with the exam.And such by-products are already difficult to handle, so what about the real language?Wouldn't it be more difficult to teach.

"Usually collect a lot, accumulate a lot, and practice a lot of questions, maybe you can cope with this kind of exam." Ouyang sighed slightly, and then glanced at the other students. In fact, there are not many students who are paying attention to the class.How did those students who didn't listen to the lectures and could pass the exam do well?Isn't it relying on temporary play and usual accumulation?That accumulation is definitely not just listening to lectures like this.

"But what about the real language?" There was a bit of longing in his heart.The real language is by no means such a deformed language imprisoned by rigid templates and fixed answering patterns.The real language should be vast, unrestrained, and adaptable.

"Why do you think so much? Listen to the class carefully—even if the teacher's lecture is really not very good." Ouyang shook his head slightly, trying to shake those thoughts out of his head.

"Ouyang, I passed another level." Chen Cheng held the mobile phone in one hand, and looked for Ouyang's shoulder with the other, pretending to be very excited.In fact, it was just to arouse Ouyang's interest.

"Hehe." Ouyang smiled slightly, and stroked Chen Cheng's hand on his shoulder. He didn't like this feeling.What's more, he has already decided in his heart to study hard.

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I'll continue to break through." Chen Cheng pretended not to care, he didn't believe that Ouyang could bear it all the time.

Ouyang looked at the teacher on the podium again, thinking that Chen Cheng was just too excited, and secretly slandered: Didn't he pass another level?As for becoming like this?But I didn't think about whether others had hidden meaning at all.

Time passed slowly.

Ouyang looked at the Chinese teacher on the podium with a look of admiration in his eyes. He didn't expect that she could bear the "ignorance" of so many students.

Ouyang didn't know what it was like again.In the past, he only knew that she was eccentric, but he didn't see some of her helplessness. He sighed slightly, but couldn't tell what kind of feeling he should feel.Seeing her like this, do you feel a little happy in your heart?but not.Seeing her like this, do you feel a little sad for her?but not.Ouyang's faint sigh was somewhat understandable.

"Quack, I passed another level, how is it? Great." Chen Cheng said to Ouyang with a bit of complacency.Can Ouyang hold back this time and pretend not to care?Chen Cheng thought to himself again.From the beginning, he thought that Ouyang was just pretending, otherwise how could anyone change so fast?It's not about changing faces, how can it be so easy!

"Excellent." Ouyang smiled wryly in his heart, why is it always like this?To express his own passion?But Ouyang couldn't bear it a little bit, and he felt an indescribable feeling about it, which seemed to be a little disgusted.

"Hehe, do you want to try it?" Chen Cheng said with a hint of temptation.

"Me? I think—I'd better forget about it." Ouyang was slightly taken aback, didn't he just say he would stop playing?This man's memory—how easy to forget!

"Okay, then I'll continue." Chen Cheng still didn't insist.Because it is obvious that forcing will not have much effect, but may have a negative impact.What's more, the time is still long?He didn't believe that Ouyang could really resist it.It's like a storm is brewing in the calm, but the parties are still unaware.

Ouyang looked at the Chinese teacher on the podium again, and found that she still had the expression of just entering the classroom.

"Shouldn't get out of class be over?" Ouyang sighed, feeling a little tired for her.There are all kinds of thoughts in my heart, and I feel that sometimes life is really tiring.Because I have to pretend to be stupid and wear a hypocritical mask from time to time; I also have to think about others and live for others from time to time.

The sound of the bell pierced the sky like a sword, making a golden clang.

For some reason, Ouyang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little relieved.

(End of this chapter)