I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

.............

Gradually, more and more people arrived, and the once quiet classroom became completely noisy. This made me a little annoyed, but there was nothing I could do... Should I bang my head on the table to stop them? I didn't want to be the center of attention...

"Oh..." I sighed and continued reading, but I still noticed out of the corner of my eye that another student came in from the door and seemed to be looking at me... Could it be that he wanted to sit in the seat next to me?

I couldn't help but look at the guy.

His black hair is a bit long, and he probably doesn't like to take care of it, so it looks a bit messy. There is no light in his eyes, and he even looks a bit lifeless. He must be a nerd who is not good at sports... Is this guy going to sit next to me?

Watching him walking towards me step by step, I became more and more certain that he would sit in that position... Is there a protagonist like this?

"Ah..." Because I was distracted, I accidentally dropped my book, and that guy happened to walk right in front of my desk... I guess I didn't hit him.

"Oh my..."

"..." He looked at me strangely, as if he was still sizing me up... I felt inexplicably unhappy.

What are you looking at? Aren’t you going to help me pick up the book?

"Oops, I dropped something. Can you help me pick it up? My hands are busy with other things."

I had to remind him.

However, he seemed to be still looking at me, which was a bit too much, so I gave him a look with some anger.

"......" He seemed to realize my dissatisfaction, so he quickly picked up my book, hesitated for a moment, and prepared to put it on my desk...

At this moment, I suddenly discovered something. He seemed to have something in his hand that indicated his identity, but I couldn't see it clearly because he was holding a book.

Before he could react, I had already grabbed his hand...and it seemed that the guy loosened his grip and dropped the book again.

That's right... There are those marks on the tips of the middle and index fingers, marks that only creators can have. I'm just not sure if it's from a novel or a comic... It's quite interesting.

Why is your face so red...

....................

When I learned that this guy's name was Sheji, the first thing that came to my mind was the pen name "Lingcun Sheji", but when I thought about it carefully, it was still impossible. This guy doesn't look like a writer at all... To be polite, he's just an ordinary person.

I guess even if I write a novel, I'll just write it randomly.

And I've noticed... even if I say really mean things to him, he won't stop communicating with me... What the hell, are you a book? He even joined my tea ceremony club... Even though he just comes for a cup of tea and sits on the sofa staring out the window, I don't really dislike him. After all, he's someone who enjoys creating, so he can't be that mean... I'm a little curious about his creative skills.

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"Look, this is the script written by the Loser Knight."

After school, that middle school girl was the first to arrive again, and she was holding a script. It seemed like the script that Sheji said she had written for his senior yesterday...

"Didn't you say it needed to be improved? Has it been revised?"

"No, I just borrowed it from that senior. That guy Sheji gave it to the senior as soon as he finished writing it, without considering us at all... By the way, do you want to see it?"

She said, handing over a copy, "I've already seen this part. Even though I'm the one who's going to defeat you, it's no big deal to let you take a look."

...She's really a bit of a middle school student, but I don't hate her.

"...Script..."

I felt very familiar at first glance...Aren't these characters all from that novel?

“Is this fan fiction?” I asked.

"Yes, it seems that it was requested by his predecessor, but according to what Sheji himself said, this is his original plot."

Is that so... I'm a little shocked. It turns out that Sheji also reads novels. I thought he only stayed up late playing games... I do that too, but only on weekends.

"Well...."

I noticed something strange after just a few moments of reading... The writing style isn't just similar to the original, it's practically identical. While there are some differences between the novel and the script, writing style, like art style, is instantly recognizable.

Could it be... Sheji is... No, that's impossible, he should just be imitating that style... It's really amazing that he can imitate it so closely...

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What happened...

I can't figure out why some things happen.

Especially what happened to...a boy named Sheji.

It seemed that after that day, the day when he and I met by chance during the camp, the day when he insisted on carrying me up the mountain despite having an injury on his leg... I began to not understand him.

Why is it so.

Why I don't want to see him with other girls.

That's why I began to feel lucky that I had kept him when he went to the tea ceremony club.

Why I started to like going to school.

Why I started to enjoy communicating with him.

Why does it make me feel more at ease just looking at him?

why...

There are many things to ask, and many things I don’t understand.

All in all...that guy, the guy called Yi Sheji is really hard to figure out.

....if...

If only he could stay with me.

Unnoticed tenderness

Because of the start of school, there are only two days left before the holiday, not counting today. This is undoubtedly good news for me who is already accustomed to the winter vacation. Although it is only two days, it can still serve as a buffer for someone like me who is already accustomed to the winter vacation life.

Come to think of it... I don't seem to have much to do at home. The boredom is similar to that at school, except that I'm freer at home, while at school I get to interact with other people... and by other people, there are only a few of them...

Having said that, it’s more refreshing to be at home, because it’s better to play games with those guys in the class, and there will be no obstruction from the teacher.

However, I couldn't escape the fate of going to school, so I always tried in vain to resist this irreversible fate. So, I always tried to walk into the classroom at the last second and reduce my time in the school world as much as possible.

It's almost always like this, arriving in the classroom before the bell rings, and today was supposed to be the same...

The same routine as usual: I got up, washed my face, ate, opened the door, went out, and closed the door. After doing this series of actions unconsciously, I walked towards the boring school at my usual speed.

Someone said it very well, school is just a place where a group of troublesome guys are put together and managed centrally. Although I don’t think I am a troublesome guy, there are indeed a lot of troublesome guys around me, and it seems that only by putting them in school can they prevent them from causing trouble.

It seemed pointless for me to go to school, because a harmless guy like me would not cause any trouble to others wherever I went. And even if the reason was to learn knowledge... I didn't seem to study seriously, so the meaning of going to school was quite vague to me.

However, as a student, I have to abide by the school rules. Although I don't want to, there will be serious consequences if I don't... Well, such as being punished by standing in circles or running laps, and I am only two minutes away from such consequences.

Two minutes... I estimate there are still a few hundred meters to go... Why would I be late at my usual speed?

I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have experienced the "five-minute rule" today... I thought I said to myself, "Sleep for five more minutes"...

I see. Was it me who wasted my time? If that's the case, there's only one way to avoid being punished.

Soul of Melos! Burn!

It's said that people's potential explodes when they're in desperate situations... However, my situation doesn't seem to be a desperate situation at all, so I tried a little and realized that I wasn't running very fast at all. I was definitely going to be late...

"Huh..." I stopped and looked at the time. It was already time, and I was still some distance away from the school... It was already late.

Then just give up running and walk directly, because being late for three or five minutes is still late, and being late for more than ten minutes is also late. And it is too disadvantageous to run in a hurry and then be punished by standing. It is better to just walk to school.

Thinking of this, this person feels much better... Look at the sky which is still covered with a thin layer of shadow. The weather is nice today.

Chapter 6: Unnoticed Tenderness

Have you ever seen the sky near morning?

If you often get up in the early morning to attend classes, you can only see the gray sky and the occasional stars. But if you slow down and stop, you will see scenery that you don’t usually see. Life is the same. Give up your impatience and the mentality of quick success and instant benefits, and take it step by step with your feet on the ground, and you will get a better experience.

This is especially true in education. Why must we force students to feel stressed by imposing a tight deadline? Can't we offer some leniency, allowing them to feel at ease and at ease? As the saying goes, a good horse cannot travel a thousand miles in one leap, and we are not all good horses. Forcing us to do this will only be counterproductive. We strive for results, and even if the process is long and slow, as long as the goal is achieved, isn't that a good thing?

"So, you were late because of thinking like this, right?" Brother Nan seemed to be accustomed to my explanation and asked me calmly.

"Well... generally speaking, at least I didn't skip classes, right? I was just late, and I was only late for morning self-study for a little while. Can you please not punish me?"

Even though it seemed impossible, I still made my request.

"Oh, sure."

It seems like Brother Nan said something that was enough to shock me for ten minutes.

"What? In that case, can I leave now?"

"Of course not... There are conditions for not punishing you. Do you think there is really a free lunch in the world?" Brother Nan seemed a little unhappy.

"My parents never ask for money when they cook for me."

"I'm not your mother."

“[Once a teacher, always a parent], isn’t that right?”

"I think you want to be punished."

"I'm sorry, please ignore my joke just now."

"Alas..." Brother Nan sighed helplessly, "Forget it. Didn't you notice anything unusual in the classroom during morning reading today?"

"Abnormal? I think it's unusually quiet..." I thought for a moment and replied.

"It's not about the environment... Think carefully about who is missing in the class." Brother Nan held his forehead and changed the question helplessly.

“..No…didn’t notice…” I really have no impression.

"You..." Brother Nan seemed a little angry and suddenly reached out and tapped my forehead.

Oh... the first episode of the new year.

"What are you doing? Is there something wrong with me not noticing?"

Even teachers cannot act unreasonably.

"It might be okay for anyone else, but that's the person I personally put you in charge of. You don't even pay attention to her. Aren't you looking down on me?"

Who is the person who personally put me in charge?

"Ah... Are you talking about Jiayin? Didn't she already..."

"Let me tell you what you want!"

Brother Nan said this and flicked my forehead again.

"What...what's wrong..."

"Haven't you noticed that Lingcan hasn't been to school since the beginning of the semester?"

After hearing what Brother Nan said, I realized...I had always ignored that guy...

"Didn't she go abroad? It's normal for her to come back a few days late, right? Maybe it's because of traffic jams or something..."

Even though I have realized that I am wrong, I still want to make excuses. This is really bad.

"I think you're out of your mind! Can't you be a little more responsible and care about your classmates? And she's in your club, right? You didn't even ask why she didn't go to the club?"

Now that I think about it, I was a bit too much for not noticing Ling Shen... But why is Brother Nan so angry...

"Well... I'll go see her after school... I don't know if she's home though..."

Having said that, I think it’s better to go see her, although I think Ye Jin might be at her house.

"Of course she is, because she asked me for leave." Brother Nan said to me in a bad tone.

"Hey? Are you sick? Maybe you have a cold..."

"Ah, she's lying at home now, so I'll punish you by making you take today's homework to her house to visit her."

"Wait, how can you bring homework when you visit a patient?"

I raised my doubts.

"Then you can help her..."

"...So, this is considered a punishment?"

"If you don't think it counts, I can assign you other tasks, like moving things."