Ji Li: "We're breaking off relations."
The sudden ringing of the school bell rushed between the two, instantly shattering the already tense atmosphere.
Ji Li patted his head: "You're still so young, don't think about these things."
You're only four months older than me.
"Alright, alright, I'm still young. Children should focus on their studies." Ji Li didn't argue with him. He pushed open the emergency exit, waved, and walked downstairs, disappearing into the shadows of the stairwell.
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During the ten-minute break after morning self-study, Cui Zhuoyue held her phone, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
Wu Yiqing had just walked over when she saw this scene, and asked inexplicably, "What's wrong with you?"
Cui Zhuoyue raised her head, her eyes misty and brimming with tears.
Wu Yiqing panicked immediately: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing." Cui Zhuoyue took the tissue offered by the other person and wiped her eyes. "I'm just so happy."
“Uh…” Cui Zhuoyue pulled her head down under the table and turned the phone over: “Take a look at this.”
The screen displayed a full-screen photo, probably taken without warning. The image was a bit distorted, but it was clear that the two people in the photo were students from their school. Their plain school uniforms were somehow made to look brighter by more than one octave.
One of them reached out and seemed to pat the other's head.
Wu Yiqing stared for a long time: "The one on the left looks like our class monitor, and the one on the right is..."
She suddenly jolted awake, and her head slammed directly into the desk, the pain bringing tears to her eyes.
Cui Zhuoyue pressed down on the back of her head where she had bumped it: "Can you be more careful?"
Wu Yiqing's eyes widened: "He...he...they..."
Cui Zhuoyue nodded, a motherly smile on her face as if she had finally seen her son grow up: "Do you know how excited I was when I saw this photo on the forum?"
Wu Yiqing thought to herself, "I didn't know before, but I do now."
Cui Zhuoyue turned off her phone: "By the way, why did you come to see me?"
Wu Yiqing peeked her head out from under the table: "About what happened yesterday, did the class monitor agree?"
Cui Zhuoyue immediately deflated: "No."
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"Squad leader," Cui Zhuoyue called out.
“Squad leader, there are only three lines in total, which are definitely no more than thirty words in total.”
Ji Li was halfway through writing a question when he looked up and sighed, "With so many people in the class, can't you switch to another one?"
Cui Zhuoyue lay on the table: "This might be our last group activity in high school. As the class monitor, shouldn't you set an example?"
"Well……"
"This is already the role with the fewest lines in the whole play. You're just making a cameo appearance. You don't even need to rehearse, so I guarantee it won't take up your precious study time."
"Well……"
"The main reason is that this year's arts festival has students as judges, not teachers; otherwise, we wouldn't have contacted you."
"Well……"
"The class monitor is just an ordinary, insignificant figure..."
"Stop." Ji Li stopped her. "Are you sure you're giving her an ordinary role?"
"Well……"
"You want me to play Sleeping Beauty?"
"Well……"
"Aren't you afraid the original author will be so angry they'll crawl out of their coffin and knock on your door?"
"Uh..." The arts festival program is not limited to stage plays, but since it is judged by students, after discussing it with everyone, they all agreed that it is easier to get high scores in role-playing than to compete with the special classes in singing and dancing.
And the performance that most easily evokes emotions is naturally cross-dressing.
Cui Zhuoyue firmly believed that she had a perfectly legitimate reason for seeking out Ji Li.
It was definitely not because she wanted to take advantage of her position to see him in women's clothing.
Unfortunately, the person involved did not agree, and she could not force them onto the stage.
In contrast, Jian Mingyuan, who sat at the same table as Ji Li, showed great enthusiasm for the arts festival.
"Speaking of which, wasn't there a situation at last year's arts festival where two classes collaborated on a single performance?"
Cui Zhuoyue glanced at him: "You also want to find another class to cooperate with?"
Wu Yiqing, the arts and culture committee member, knew more about this: "But if the two classes are not familiar with each other, the rehearsal process will be twice as difficult and half as efficient, not to mention that the final scores will be shared. If the results are good, it's not a big deal, but if the results are not ideal, it will most likely be the start of a class brawl."
Cui Zhuoyue: "Besides, those students in the special talent class have already decided on their performances, so there's no way we can join them now."
Wu Yiqing: "So it's completely unnecessary."
Jian Mingyuan: "But I didn't say I wanted to find a special talent class."
The two girls in front of him both looked puzzled.
"You're looking for Ji Li, isn't it essentially because you're interested in how much he's talked about in our grade?" Jian Mingyuan said. "If it's all about talking about someone, doesn't the science class have one too?"
"Well……".
Jian Mingyuan never expected that his simple suggestion would turn out this way.
At first, Cui Zhuoyue was just trying to help the class develop. She noticed that Ji Li was unwilling to act, and he complained every day about how much traffic the class would lose without him. She thought the idea of a class cooperating between arts and sciences was attractive enough, and it wouldn't matter if Ji Li was absent.
As a result, over the next week, he witnessed firsthand how his deskmate was subjected to increasingly persistent and persistent pleading.
Jian Mingyuan asked, puzzled, "Didn't you already talk to the science class? Why do you need to talk to him again?"
Cui Zhuoyue said, "The arts and literature representative of Class 1 of the Science Department said that cooperation is possible, but Ji Li must participate."
Jian Mingyuan: "?"
Cui Zhuoyue: "In exchange, they will also try their best to persuade Ying Yunsheng to participate."
It's simple, yet seemingly understandable but not quite.
Ye Ruhui, who was listening to the commotion while chewing on a sandwich, suddenly interjected, "If Ying Yunsheng is going to participate, then you can try a different approach if you want to generate buzz."
Cui Zhuoyue immediately adopted an expression of eagerness to hear the details.
Ye Ruhui said, "Let Ying Yunsheng play Sleeping Beauty in drag."
"Well……".
In the end, neither class could persuade the other.
However, the cooperation was still established.
It is said that the two parties shared their experiences, both having worked so hard for so long but failing to convince their own storefronts to open, which made them feel a sense of sympathy and led them to make the decision decisively.
Ji Li didn't pay attention to what happened next and continued to attend classes and do practice problems every day as usual.
Aside from now, I always run into Ying Yunsheng whenever I go to the cafeteria after class.
He couldn't help but ask, "Do you really have to come with me?"
Ying Yunsheng nodded: "Yes."
"Why?"
"I'm afraid you'll be in danger."
What dangers could there be at school?
Ying Yunsheng stared at him expressionlessly, his eyes clearly saying: What do you think?
Ji Li said he wasn't leaving, so I just let him go, treating it as having gained another regular dining companion.
One of the great pleasures of this process is feeding people.
For the first time, Ji Li discovered that he might have a hobby of feeding animals.
Ying Yunsheng initially tried to refuse, but later he probably realized the situation and began to give up and indulge himself.
That discussion about "liking" didn't have any effect on Ji Li.
Ying Yunsheng saw things clearly, and the clearer he saw things, the calmer he became.
Ji Li suddenly reached out and tugged at him: "Be careful."
Ying Yunsheng came to his senses and saw the steps in front of him.
"What are you spacing out for now?"
Before Ying Yunsheng could come up with an excuse, thunderous applause suddenly erupted from the nearby art building.
Its loudness was so great that it attracted the attention of all the students who were passing by.
"what are they doing?"
Ji Li glanced at the art building: "It's probably our class rehearsing."
"An arts festival performance?"
Ji Li hummed in agreement, noticing that his gaze remained fixed on it. "Why don't we go take a look?"
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The script still follows the story adapted by Wu Yiqing, but with minor adjustments made due to the collaboration between the two classes, and many new characters were added.
Later, a music classroom was specially borrowed to provide background music for the storyline, with students from one class playing the piano and students from another class playing the violin.
The ancient wisdom that "a single tree cannot support a forest of thousands" is perfectly demonstrated here.
The full title of the story is "The Deep Sea Witch and the Snow Queen".
The Deep Sea Witch, having obtained the Little Mermaid's voice, successfully replaced her own. After setting sail, she wanted to meet her "online friend" in person. Incidentally, she foretold that a newborn princess in an unknown country she passed through would prick her lip on a spindle and fall into a deep sleep. Enraged, the king punished her with a cane and threw her into the forest, where she encountered the Snow White Queen.
Queen Snow White spent half her life pursuing beauty, only to be banished from her kingdom after Snow White's return, and even her ever-present magic mirror was smashed. Little did she know that the magic mirror was merely a communication device, and the rough, husky-voiced person she spoke to was actually a deep-sea witch who, fearing her own voice was unpleasant, had gone to great lengths to disguise herself and go out to sea to find a "netizen."
There's another rather peculiar point here: the magic mirror only transmits sound, not images, which is why Snow White didn't know that the person opposite her was a witch. Similarly, the Deep Sea Witch didn't know what Snow White actually looked like.