I was thinking about it, and Bai Xiaojing smiled at me. I suddenly woke up and looked at her face. Hey, it’s normal! That must have been a hallucination!
Boys stare at girls’ faces, no matter what! I quickly bowed my head and thought: stop thinking!
I even imagined my deskmate as a leprechaun. If other people knew, I would probably call 120 and send me to a mental hospital!
I suddenly thought of her cold hands, but I soon found an explanation: cold hands are normal, some people’s body temperature is a little lower than others. Besides, maybe girls’ hands are cold. I seldom shook a girl’s hand before, who knows?
Now, I am sure that the scene that was a little scary just now is my fantasy. There is no goblin in this world. Bai Xiaojing must be human-pure human!
The first class is Chinese. The Chinese teacher’s surname is Li Minger, who is said to have the same name as Lao Jun. In addition, although he is only in his forties, he has beautiful silver hair and looks like a moral fairy. Therefore, everyone gave him a nickname-Lao Jun. After the old gentleman entered the classroom, he wrote down the text title of this class on the blackboard: “three dozen white bone essence”.
There was a low snicker in the classroom, and many students turned their attention to Bai Xiaojing. This is really coincidental: I just transferred to a white essence, and what I learned was “three dozen white bone essence”.
I also turned to look at her. She paid no attention to everyone’s eyes and was looking down at the text.
Taishang Lao Jun first told us about the background of the creation of Journey to the West and the author’s life, and then randomly selected some students and asked them to read a paragraph of text one by one. Bai Xiaojing was also pointed out, and when it was her turn, she read the text with cadence:
“. Sure enough, there is a leprechaun (white bone spirit) on this mountain. When Sun Dasheng went, he alarmed the strange man. When he saw the elders sitting on the ground in the clouds in the shady wind, he was delighted and said, ‘creation, creation! For several years, his family talked about the Dongtu Tang and Shangjia Mahayana, who was originally the embodiment of the golden cicada and the origin of the tenth generation of spiritual practice. Some people eat a piece of his meat and live a long life. It’s really here today.’ The leprechaun came forward to take him. “
At this point, Bai Xiaojing suddenly stopped.
Taishang Lao Jun asked, “read on, why don’t you read it?”
Bai Xiaojing said, “I can’t read any more.” To confuse black and white, the author is making it up! “
Taishang Lao Jun said doubtfully, “you say that the author subverts black and white?”
Bai Xiaojing flushed with anger: “Baigujing is definitely not because of greed for immortality, want to eat Tang monk meat, just want to take Tang monk.”
Taishang Lao Jun asked, “then what do you think it is because of?”
Bai Xiaojing said seriously: “because Baigujing likes Sun WuKong!”
The whole class roared with laughter.
The old gentleman was so angry that his silver hair stood up like a steel needle. He asked angrily, “what’s your name?” How dare you disturb the class! “
Taishang Laojun is a special teacher, usually not angry and powerful, and the most naughty students dare not make a mistake in his class. Bai Xiaojing’s behavior made him furious.
Bai Xiaojing said, “my name is Bai Xiaojing.”
The old gentleman’s eyes stared like a glass ball: “what?” Your name is Bai Xiaojing?. Sit down! Looking at you like a lady, you turned out to be a troublemaker. Come to my office to write and check after class! “
Taishang Lao Jun thought “Bai Xiaojing” was her made-up name and was making him happy. This is really adding fuel to the fire, and now he thinks that the girl in front of him is a tough guy who likes to fight against his teacher.
Bai Xiaojing sat down, and there was a recalcitrant light in her eyes, just like a Mustang.
Go on with the class. The rest will be told by Laojun himself. He deserves to be a special teacher and has his own way of lecturing. The students were also stupefied: when he said that Sun WuKong saw through the goblin and killed the white bone spirit, everyone applauded; when he said that the Tang monk read the mantra to drive Sun WuKong away, everyone sighed and whispered that the Tang monk was a fool.
Only the white spirit around me, she always looks gloomy. As Bai Gujing was killed again and again, her expression became more and more indifferent. And her aura seemed to lower the temperature around her-I sat next to her and felt chilly.
After the text was finished, Lao Jun allowed everyone to discuss the characters in the story freely, and the students in the class began to talk about it:
“the Tang monk is not only a fool! Still soft! “
“it cannot be said that he is a monk, and it is natural for him to think so with compassion; besides, he is only a mortal, how can he tell the leprechaun?”
“Zhu Bajie is the most abominable, sowing discord. Whether or not he was tricked by beauties, he separated the Tang monk from Sun WuKong’s master and apprentice!”
“No, I think Zhu Bajie was also deceived by monsters, and didn’t he admit his mistake later? I think Zhu Bajie is quite cute! “