Chapter 5 (4)

  The rain pours down for a moment and blocks everything, unable to gain insight.

  "Why aren't you talking anymore?"

  Yu Xiang suddenly became clever and said, "Silence is golden." This wonderfully gained insight made Yu Xiang respect himself so much that he almost shouted out loud, "Well said!"

  The questioner also respected Rain's solemnity, letting Rain recite a passage from Ryouhei Kitamura's "A Bowl of Spring Noodles". He started off smoothly but stumbled at the exclamatory phrases. The Japanese are not stingy with exclamatory phrases in their writing, one after another, frequent like Middle Eastern battles, such as "Ah——Spring Noodles." "Good——ah." "It's really delicious!" "Mom, you eat too!" "Ah, really!" 'Oh, I see.'

  Lin Yuxiang didn't have the kind of glib tongue that Japanese people are good at, and when he read out loud, he couldn't achieve the desired effect of being able to turn phrases a thousand times over. He himself felt that it was unbearable to listen to, and by the end, he was shaking his head at himself. The interviewer said: "That's enough, thank you. If you're accepted, we'll notify you."

  Lin Yuxiang went out and saw Qian Rong also coming out, with a smile on his face that he couldn't bear to wipe away. Seeing Lin Yuxiang, he asked: "How are you?" Yuxiang's top priority was to kill the smile on Qian Rong's face, saying: "Hmph, you're asking about that? Will I not take it?" A voice in his heart said "Maybe I will", but Qian Rong couldn't hear Lin Yuxiang's inner voice, thinking this kid is full of confidence, definitely a sure win.

  Yu Xiang asked, "What about you?" Qian Rong said, "I usually take it." Yu Xiang's momentum overwhelmed his opponent, and he finally won, feeling happy for the whole morning. Lin Yu Xiang was too lazy to take a ride back, so he decided to stay at school. After noon, some students who had stayed overnight returned, and there were only a few people left in the school. Yu Xiang stared blankly at the empty campus, feeling lost. On the right side of the dormitory building stood an old red brick building that had been neglected for years. It was unfair to say it was "neglected", as the school repaired it every year, but unfortunately, Chinese students were too destructive and had a strong desire to destroy public property. The front part would be repaired, and then a group of people would follow behind to destroy it. This red building was called "Beethoven Building". Students thought it was fun to bully the deaf, and in recent years, they had been destroying it wildly. They didn't use their hands to open doors; instead, they used their feet and bodies, leaving their hands free for writing graffiti. The school leaders could only pretend to be blind and say that they would rebuild it. Students from previous graduating classes who had destroyed the building had developed feelings for it and wrote letters saying that it should be preserved in its classical style and not demolished. However, current students believed that the building still had value in being destroyed and came up with the slogan "make full use of things" coined by Sun Yat-sen. Chinese students liked to take things to extremes, doing good things thoroughly and bad things persistently. This building was left for future generations of students to destroy, a legacy from their seniors. Beethoven Building remained, becoming an outlet for students' stress under academic pressure.

  In Beethoven's building there is a piano practice room. Those pianos brought good fortune to the Beethoven Building, but were also trampled and destroyed.

  A piano had an inscription: "Playing the piano should be combined with saying love", the school searched everywhere for this thinker, and finally got the news that this sentence was already there ten years ago, educating a whole generation. Every day, famous artists in the city come to practice in Beethoven's building, and they are all familiar with each other, like seeing their own rebirth; this building rarely sees its peers, and whenever an artist paints or plays music inside, it welcomes them with open doors. Art is noble, but not all artists are noble, some are no different from students, and also carve words on the door and beam. This year, the school implemented closed management, so-called "closed management" means closing the door and beating the dog, not allowing outsiders to enter the school. Since it's closed, students must have a dog-like appearance, at the beginning of the semester, two 2-inch photos were submitted, and a chest card was issued a month later. The school can be "closed", but it can't "self-guard", several familiar piano teachers still come to practice, fortunately, these people have some level, every day playing "Autumn's Whisper", no longer playing their own compositions, the whole campus seems to have taken Chinese medicine, and the air is smooth. Today is the weekend, there are still people practicing piano, listening quietly, Lin Yuxiang suddenly heard the atmosphere, as if he saw the past reappear, and Liang Yangjun in Shanghai "Good Food" - should be looking at him; the undefeated essay poetry competition; Susan who brushed shoulders; Luo Tiancheng, who is unknown whether friend or foe; Zhao Zhenzhang, Jin Director... Suddenly wanted to write a letter, but writing a letter also requires a certain level of literary skills, especially the kind of daily output of 10,000 words like Wei Si Li, often when writing, the words in his mind are too many to overflow, and when writing, those words seem like the promises of Western presidential candidates before they take office, not one sentence can be realized, staring at the two eyes: "How have you been recently?" The thousands of words just now have been summarized by this one sentence, after writing for half a day, I couldn't fill four or five lines, feeling ashamed for my friends, mainly because I want to waste a stamp, just to let the other person look at some empty words with joy and then disappointment, fortunately, there are friends, fortunately, there are stamps! Lin Yuxiang wanted to write a letter to Susan to ask about her well-being, but didn't know if it was too lazy to write due to lack of time or too much homework, or neither, only one belief, missed opportunities are all missed, and three years later, let's talk again.

  Qian Rong was still lying in bed waiting for his dad to send a car to pick him up, and saw Lin Yuxiang spacing out, saying: "Who are you thinking of?" After finishing, he smiled meaningfully.

  Lin Yuxiang faintly said: "I didn't think it was you."

  Qian Rong suddenly ran in front of Yu Xiang and said: "I'll tell you a piece of news, I'm going to chase after Yao Shuqin!"

  Yu Xiang was shocked and said: "You even dare to touch a tiger's butt?"

  Qian Rong waved his hand and said: "Well, I'm often scolded by Hai Kong because she recorded too many names for me. I've decided to improve my relationship with her and use my knowledge to enlighten her."

  Yu Xiang said with a smile: "Is it just for this?"

  Qian Rong dug the topic down another layer: "Well, I'm bored in school anyway, and she's not bad either, white and tender, can be changed, she's so fierce, definitely no one has chased her before, maybe it's still a first love, there's that to get rid of a lot of boredom."

  The car horn sounded.

  In terms of love, humans have a big trend. The ideal partner in men's eyes should be like milk, the fresher and whiter the better; the ideal partner in women's eyes should be like a dairy cow, the stronger the better, and can make oneself squeeze out the most milk with the least effort. Milk is only fresh when it is with a dairy cow, but this cup of milk has not been asked by a dairy cow for a long time, gradually evolving into a cup of sour milk.

  Qian Rong often went to find Yao Shuqin, Yao Shuqin was not very intentional at first, but later heard the girls discussing, and suddenly lost her mind. The girls were all envious to death, jealous of giving her advice that Qian Rong was a unique, talented, and sturdy person, with the first advantage being rich. Yao Shuqin said no on the surface, but had already agreed in her heart. As a result, the two people appeared together in public like the planes of the US and UK, always accompanying each other.

  A man is more stingy in front of men, but more generous in front of women. Rong always pinches pennies in the dormitory, but in front of Shuqin, he wants to give her everything she wants, whether it's food or something to buy.

  Yao Shuqin and the cow had been together for a long time, and she gradually developed some bovine characteristics, as if she had four stomachs like a cow, eating so much without getting full. Since he sincerely wanted to be in love with Qian Rong, he couldn't remember Qian Rong's name anymore, and only Lin Yuxiang was left on the record book, proudly looking down on everyone else. After Lin Yuxiang became invincible, he went to find Yu Xiong to vent his frustrations, but Yu Xiong told him that everything requires patience, which Lin Yuxiang couldn't accept, and his conflicts with Qian Rong deepened, with small matters being settled through their own flawed knowledge, and big ones through sarcastic remarks. Qian Rong was successful in both exams and romance, his luck as unstoppable as the rising water level of the Yangtze River in the summer of 1998. Yao Shuqin, on the other hand, had been trained by him to be as obedient as a cat. Lin Yuxiang was having bad luck, with his disciplinary infractions being reported to the school authorities, and Principal Qian lecturing him on the importance of being a good person, drawing historical parallels and mentioning that the name Qian Rong used to appear frequently in the past but had since changed for the better. Lin Yuxiang was furious upon hearing this, and behind his back, he cursed the school leaders for not understanding what students were like nowadays, thinking that they still blushed when seeing members of the opposite sex, unaware that in this era, most students already had a partner by the second year of high school, and by the third year, even those who weren't popular had someone; it was as if looking for a university student who hadn't been in love before was like finding hair on Ge You's bald head. He went to find Yu Xiong again to vent his frustrations, but Yu Xiong told him to be patient once more, and Lin Yuxiang couldn't help but scold Yu Xiong on the spot.

  For nearly a month, Qian Rong and Yao Shuqin's feelings were like a piece of red-hot iron. Anyone who saw them felt the heat, and any gossip or rumors would evaporate instantly. Every class was like an eternity, and all that could be heard after class was their endless conversation. Qian Rong even joked that he was "passively in love". During class, they were too far apart, so they had to rely on passing notes to express their feelings. Lin Yuxiang's seat was not ideal, so he had to act as a messenger for the two of them. The content of the notes was nothing more than Yao Shuqin asking: "What instrument do you play?" Qian Rong replied in a note: "Those are easy, I'm proficient - maybe just roughly proficient, but people call me Fiddler."

  Yao Shuqin was amazed by the incomprehensible English, and thus admired Qian Rong even more, which added to his foreign aura. When speaking in class, he would say: "Oh dear! This kid is ugly, no...no...not like that. Last time at the pub, he forced me to drink, what a shame, damn him!" The whole class felt inferior due to Qian Rong's awkward English.

  Yao Shuqin pretended to understand, nodding her head and staring at Qian Rong, following his facial expressions. When Qian Rong smiled slightly, she laughed loudly; when he was slightly angry, she was furious too. It seems that the only thing more unpredictable than the number of corrupt officials in China is a girl's expression when in love.

  Yao Shuqin's emotions changed rapidly and unpredictably in front of Qian Rong, as if she had used some magical makeup to make her face look smoother and more radiant, almost blending into the air. There's a saying that "love is the best makeup for women," but this phrase is actually incorrect. Love doesn't have such power; it only motivates women to buy the best makeup, nothing more.

  Lin Yuxiang is still plagued by bad luck, and he himself isn't a piece of clothing that can be sprayed with anti-mold agents. A month after taking the exam, there's still no news, and the school's work is as meticulous as picking sesame seeds from sand - or rather, picking sand from sesame seeds. This morning, the school finally revealed in a roundabout way that the list of accepted students might possibly be announced on the radio, which was like a constipated person taking a dump - extremely unsatisfying, but at least it gave Yuxiang some confidence, thinking that his moment to break free from bad luck had finally arrived. With his crowd-pleasing phrase "Silence is golden", getting into the broadcasting station shouldn't be a problem, and going past the press corps should also be a given. He imagined hearing his name "Lin Yuxiang" one by one on the radio, and his heart was filled with joy.

  The school finally fulfilled its promise. During the class meeting, someone was testing the broadcasting system. The school leaders were dedicated to preserving the classical beauty of the school, and even the broadcasting system was not replaced. Although the broadcasting system had a classic design, the sound inside was surrealistic. When one person spoke, the recorded voice sounded unfamiliar even to themselves, as if Han Yu felt embarrassed when he read his own articles after becoming an official. The rough voices in the broadcasting system could become gentle, and the most amazing part was that it also had reversible reactions, where gentle voices could become rough, which couldn't be explained by science. However, despite all the changes, Lin Yuxiang immediately recognized the female voice in the broadcasting system as Principal Qian's, who said: "To promote the development of quality education, improve students' ability to compete and survive in the future, enrich students' extracurricular life, increase students' interest in learning, make students go from the classroom to outside the classroom, and improve the school's teaching results. This allows teachers to grasp students' extracurricular interests and personal strengths, and also enables students to understand their own potential, better discover themselves. In response to the city government's call for education reform, our school has bravely innovated and opened up a vast sky for students to freely explore, exercise their wings, temper their minds, enrich their lives, solidify and develop their strengths. This allows students to have the competitive strength to compete with others when they leave school and enter society, and better contribute to the construction of our motherland. The school has organized some interest groups."

  Yu Xiang was amazed, thinking that Principal Qian's lengthy speech could make people feel like they hadn't heard anything at all, truly not simple. The rest of the students all shook their heads in admiration, saying that listening to Jun's one speech was better than reading ten years' worth of proud literary works.

  Fortunately, Principal Qian was kind-hearted and gave Lu Ji some face. He started announcing the list of admitted students, but he had to add some empty words, just like a shy woman accepting her lover's confession would insist on being coy for a while: "After our school teachers comprehensively evaluated the students' qualities and grades in all aspects, we finally decided on the following list: Math Interest Group... TV Station... Qian Rong..."

  The classroom was in an uproar. The boys were all staring at Qian Rong, while the girls were all gazing at Yao Shuqin. Qian Rong smiled and nodded, and Yao Shuqin, who had risen to fame overnight, also smiled proudly. Lin Yuxiang almost blurted out "Save some of your smiles for me!" as he waited anxiously for his own name to be called. After a long pause, Principal Qian finally announced the third member of the reporting team, and Lin Yuxiang immediately stood up straight, ready to accept congratulations. But when the principal announced the next three members, Lin Yuxiang's heart sank - his name wasn't among them. He was convinced that he would be one of the last two selected. The principal announced two more names, but still, Lin Yuxiang's name wasn't called. His heart racing, Lin Yuxiang thought to himself, "I'm definitely going to make it into the last two!" But then the principal announced another name, crushing Lin Yuxiang's hopes. Only one spot remained. Lin Yuxiang's body and heart were both racing as he involuntarily opened his mouth, and just as the principal was about to announce the final member, Lin Yuxiang's ears perked up, and his mind seemed to transcend the mundane world.

  "The last one is Dong Zhuo."

  A round of applause erupted, and Lin Yuxiang also mechanically clapped his hands. The disappointment on his face was like the moon passing through dark clouds, sometimes visible and sometimes hidden. To avoid being noticed, he smiled at Xie Jingyuan: "There are all kinds of people in Municipal No. 3 Middle School, even those who have read 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' come to report, I'm afraid the next one will be Zhang Shao Yang." After finishing, he painfully smiled again. Xie Jingyuan's serious face was like the Party's general line, which could remain unchanged for decades. He coldly said to Yuxiang: "Now is class time, please do not speak."

  It was another long wait. This wait was almost suspenseless for Yu Xiang, as he deeply believed that "silence is golden", and simply sat there leisurely. He turned his head to look at Qian Rong, who smiled at him, then turned back to continue waiting.

  The wait finally had a result. Principal Qian began to announce the admissions personnel of the broadcasting station, and Yu Xiang waited lightly, time also passed lightly, until he didn't hear Principal Qian announcing again, only then did he realize that he hadn't been admitted. Yu Xiang had tempered his will just a few minutes ago, this time without great joy or sorrow, unexpectedly letting out a sigh, thinking nothing.

  Qian Layton became a celebrity, but since he hadn't appeared on TV yet, he was just a prep celebrity for now. He would often look at the 25-inch color TV hanging on the wall, which had been enlarged to 29 inches by the principal's mouth. The school's TV station was newly established this year and was highly anticipated. Qian Rong was the first male host and was also highly anticipated.

  The reporter team was internally united and decided to interview Qian Rong first. Qian Rong talked a lot about the connection between literature and media, saying things like "TV media and human thinking are inseparable, especially with culture." The reporters didn't have dictionaries with them and felt inferior, unable to compare themselves to the great master in front of them.

  After the interview, the reporter team naturally wanted to publish it on their newspaper. However, since they only published once a month, which was slower than the literary society's weekly publication, they decided to temporarily put the interview in the literary society's "Initial Exposure" newsletter, titled "His Ideal His Heart - An Interview with Qian Rong, the First Male Host of the School's TV Station".

  The literary society initially disagreed, saying that they had already arranged the layout, but unfortunately, the TV station was favored by the school leadership, and the literary society couldn't protect its chastity. They were forced to put "His Ideal His Heart" on the second page, using six-point font instead of five-point font.

  The computer room worked overtime to prepare for a grand release, which would cause a sensation throughout the school. However, due to an oversight, they forgot to insert a picture in a blank space, and the proofreaders also missed it. The newspaper was printed with a big blank space, causing a commotion. They tried to salvage the situation but were too late.

  The blank space was filled with dense six-point font, making it look like someone had shaved their head bald. In desperation, they looked for the editor-in-chief, who had just been elected and was also in trouble. This time, he committed a grave mistake and decided to go into hiding, abandoning his pursuit of fame.

  The society members searched for the school leadership again, but when they encountered them, they were met with an attitude that said "since we've given you autonomy, we trust you students to handle this kind of thing yourselves, as a way to train your adaptability."

  The wise man always appears at the critical moment, and now a member of the literary society suddenly became clever, saying that Qian Rong should be brought over to sign his name in the blank space on the printed newspaper. The members of the society thought it was a brilliant idea, but they didn't want to admit it out loud, saying: "At this point, there's no other way." Qian Rong didn't know what was going on behind the scenes and happily agreed, signing his name for an entire afternoon. When he returned to the classroom, he said it at least five times, often waving his hand and saying that signing had almost killed him. "Being a celebrity is really tiring."

  Yu Xiang couldn't help but cramp up in his hands.

  In the afternoon, "Chu Lu" was published, and students exclaimed, "The draft paper is here!" When they saw the draft paper, there were still wet ink marks on it. It was a pity that the ink had not dried yet, making "Chu Lu" lose its qualification as a draft paper. Finally, someone carefully looked at the ink marks and recognized the words "Qian Rong". The crowd erupted in cheers and went to read the article "His Ideal His Heart". In the report, Qian Rong's words were interspersed with English, even the country name was not spared, all saying "China" this and "Chinese" that, as if there was no word for "Chinese" in Chinese. The Chinese people have always been humble, thinking that just because they can understand something doesn't mean it's good, but when they encounter something they don't understand, they won't think it's bad. The students stared at "His Ideal His Heart" in a daze, and as they looked, they became more and more afraid, all praising Qian Rong as a language genius. Adding to this was Qian Rong's signature, making him seem even more mysterious, like a famous author writing a book that hasn't been released yet, but is already being praised by everyone. Many girls in the first year of high school stopped in front of Class 3's door and pointed inside: "Which one is Qian Rong?" "That one, he's always quiet... look, now he's taking notes." "Wow, it's him! He's so cool!" Qian Rong deliberately didn't look, while Yao Shuqin secretly felt jealous, thinking to herself: "Go ahead, just you few people have the qualifications to look at Qian Rong." But deep down, she was hiding a sense of crisis - originally, girls all hoped that their crush would become famous and make them proud, but once he really became famous, they would discover that they still had the same amount of pride as before. Unfortunately, more and more people were coming to admire him, and at this point, she even wished he was just an unknown again. Qian Rong didn't notice, every time in front of Yao Shuqin, he boasted about how many girls in school admired him, implying that despite all this, he still chose her, and she was so lucky.

  Qian Rong didn't know that once a girl falls in love, it's better to say less about this kind of thing and just enjoy it quietly to herself. There's no need to bring it out and share it with others. A woman's wisdom and love are relative, the more love there is, the less wisdom there is. This is why Athena, the goddess of wisdom in ancient Greek mythology, didn't talk about romance. With less wisdom, one can't think as deeply as Qian Rong did.

  Finally, Yao Shuqin was fed up with Yan Rong's boasting and had a big argument with him. At that time, Yan Rong was still bragging, Yao Shuqin slammed the table: "What do you count as me? What are you talking about these things to me?"

  Qian Rong was unable to explain himself in front of everyone, and his English was useless, so he just stared at her. Yao Shuqin had not finished scolding him, but she was already standing up and couldn't sit down again to make another outburst, so all she could do was slam her hand on the table and shout: "Are you trying to drive me crazy?!" As soon as she finished speaking, it seemed like she had really died, and she slumped down in her seat, waving her hand and saying: "You're always talking about them, aren't you tired of it? I'm tired of it! You care so much about them, why don't you go be friends with them?!" Then she desperately tried to hold back tears.

  Qian Rong was stunned and at a loss, realizing that as a public figure, the impact wouldn't be good. He just wanted to end this argument as soon as possible, so he put on a sad face and said: "Okay, sorry, I'm wrong, I made you unhappy, it's over."

  Lin Yuxiang watched from the side, holding back his applause. He thought that this dog couple was finally going to break up, and it seemed that Yao Shuqin was still going to make a scene, making a big fuss! Just like that, making a big fuss! Making such a big fuss that the whole school would know about it, all the way to the school administration office! So he changed his posture to watch the show, preparing for a feast for both eyes and ears. But unexpectedly, Yao Shuqin just buried her head on the desk, crying or laughing, who knows? Qian Rong'an comforted her a few times and then left. Yuxiang was even more heartbroken than the two people involved, feeling like he did after watching the Leonid meteor shower on November 18th. But still, there was some happiness in it, after this incident, the relationship between the two had at least been strained, if not broken.

  However, Yu Xiang was thoroughly disappointed. Qian Rong's abilities were vast and profound, but in just one day, the two of them made up as if nothing had happened - their reconciliation was even sweeter than before. That evening during self-study, Qian Rong washed a bright red apple for Shu Qin, and somehow managed to get several red beans from some farmer uncle, and secretly copied out a poem by Wang Wei, writing it on a piece of sky-blue stationery with a picture of the sea on the back: "Red beans sprout in the southern country, spring arrives and they bloom in a few branches. I wish you would pick many of these, for this thing is most nostalgic. I'm sending you an apple, wishing to dispel your worries. There's just one thing I ask of you, please forgive me." Shu Qin read it once, laughed out loud, and asked: "Is this something you wrote?"

  "It was I who wrote it." Qian Rong's words had an ulterior motive. If someone were to expose him, he could say that the last four sentences were written by him; if no one said anything, then of course that would be best.

  Yu Xiang heard Yao Shuqin recite and almost shouted "copied", but later seeing the two having something to say, he actually moved with sympathy, forcing the words to be suppressed. The words were like a person tied up in a sack during a kidnapping, struggling to get out, Yu Xiang wasn't even clear why, it just wouldn't let him speak, and his kindness was hard for himself to believe.

  Qian Rong sighed and recited: "When I walk to the water's edge, I sit and watch the clouds rise." Then Chun Yu Xiang said with a strange expression: "Lin Yu Xiang, next week our school TV station will start broadcasting, I'll be anchoring the news, you must watch it. If there's anything inappropriate, just point it out to me."

  Lin Yuxiang couldn't help but want to say: "I've studied the Five Classics, do you qualify to ask me to correct you?" Unfortunately, he himself felt that this boast was too big, stuck in his throat and couldn't come out, and had no confidence in his heart. After all, what kind of car is the "five cars" of the rich? It's possible that it's just five bicycles, and there's no foundation for being a master. He could only laugh and say: "Definitely, definitely will."

  No matter whether or not they were admitted based on their athletic performance, once they became athletes, daily training was unavoidable.

  Lin Yuxiang initially couldn't bear running so many laps every day, often making excuses such as having a cold, fever, leg cramps, and hand injuries to avoid training. Liu Zhizhang approved it several times at first, but later thought it was suspicious and didn't believe Lin Yuxiang was that unlucky. Every time Lin Yuxiang made an excuse, he would take him to the infirmary, where his lies were exposed once. After that, Lin Yuxiang dared not cheat again and trained obediently. This school has a conscience, aside from making money, they also allocated a small amount of money for the athletes' training fees. Lin Yuxiang received 17 yuan and thought that China's brain-drain phenomenon was finally solved. He worked hard for over a month, sweating profusely, but no matter what, it was his own labor, so he put the 17 yuan in his cabinet as a keepsake.

  The weather is getting cooler, and the troubles of athletes have come. Originally, it was convenient for athletes to wash with cold water after training, but now the weather does not allow it. In theory, taking a hot shower in the dormitory is also possible, but washing with hot water consumes a lot of hot water, usually only enough for one person to wash a small area, and taking a bath requires adjusting all the hot water bottles in the dormitory. The people in the dormitory do not agree, as if each use of the hot water bottle would shorten their lifespan. Even if everyone in the dormitory agrees, the location does not allow it, and baths must be taken in the bathroom. However, the bathroom is actually the most unhygienic place, with dirt all over the floor, making one's feet feel uncomfortable when stepped on. Moreover, the bathroom is shared, and even if one overcomes the discomfort of their feet, they are often interrupted by someone rushing in and making a loud noise, which can be disturbing to the ears. Therefore, a rule has been established: no bathing is allowed in the bathroom.

  This rule was set by Qian Rongding, and its target is Lin Yuxiang. Lin Yuxiang did not dare to argue, too lazy to take a bath, not only can't achieve the "new every day" of Shang Tang's poem, but also can't even get a new one in three or four days, making people smell it and have a mouth-watering effect. A girl couldn't stand it and asked Lin Yuxiang how many days he took a bath, Lin Yuxiang was greatly embarrassed, didn't think he had already reached this point, the sweat stench is like the rice grains on the face of someone who just ate, can't be perceived by oneself, but needs to be pointed out by others, and once pointed out, that person will be very embarrassed, self-esteem and confidence plummeted. Lin Yuxiang's wounded self-esteem took a long time to recover, and when speaking to people, he had to keep a distance, and then shifted his hatred to the school management work, writing a weekly journal to reflect on the situation. The weekly journal was seen by the school leaders, who commented: "Your problem is well raised, it's our work that has loopholes, we have decided to open the bathroom recently." The school leader Qian Mei didn't need to save ink, with a big stroke of his pen, he drew a big tick, which compared to previous ones was obviously bigger and more profound, breaking through three sheets of paper, as vast as the Persian Empire in ancient history, spanning three continents. Lin Yuxiang had never seen such a big tick since entering City South Third Middle School, thinking that even if he tried his best to write a weekly journal to please others, it was only a small tick, this time criticizing the school could attract attention, it's really strange, and he was excited for several classes.

  The school's bathhouse finally opened. The bathhouse seemed to have committed a more heinous crime than the hot water faucet, hiding behind the experimental building, and Yuexiang had a hard time finding it. Before entering the bathhouse, you need to pay two yuan to buy a bath ticket. At such a high price, I thought the facilities inside must be excellent. When I went in, I was greatly disappointed. There were only a few faucets scattered around, and the water in the faucets was not normal either. The hot and cold water seemed like the two major parties in the United States, taking turns ruling, but never uniting. After adjusting for a long time, the two types of water were still not integrated, one had to die before the other could live. I changed to another faucet, which was even more absurd. The hot water had been completely eliminated, and only cold water splashed onto the ground, splashing up and hitting my feet with a chill. Yuexiang was so scared that he quickly turned it off. When I changed to another one, I finally realized where the hot water in the second faucet had gone. My two feet were scalded and jumping, and I didn't dare to turn it off, leaving it on.

  The fourth one finally made an effort, and there was hot water to flush. Yu Xiang felt a rare sense of happiness and pride in his heart, the more he flushed, the more pleased he became, never thinking that he would be so important, just one weekly journal could open up a bathroom, and all previous dissatisfaction with the school was also thrown away - for example, a grass dog, no matter how deep its hatred for someone, as long as that person threw it a bone, after gnawing on it, the dog would forget all its hatred. Yu Xiang decided to use critical realism in his future weekly journals.

  Qian Rong's first time hosting on TV was a huge success. Yu Xiang secretly exerted himself from the bottom, repeatedly shouting in his heart: "Mistake! Mistake!" But still couldn't get what he wanted. The school's first broadcast, inexperienced in filming, but very experienced in news content, with a total of ten news items, more than half of which were meetings held by the school, such as "Nanshan No. 3 Middle School November Work Summary Conference", "Nanshan No. 3 Middle School December Work Prospects Conference", "Seminar on How to Cultivate Students' Learning Interest", "Seminar on How to Carry out Students' Spiritual Civilization Construction"... The leaders vied to show their faces, the cameraman was exhausted, and didn't dare miss any meeting, suffering terribly.

  There was also a long-haired girl on the money side, who was nervous for the first time in front of the camera and misread two words. The girl's action couldn't be changed, every time she misread it, she stuck out her tongue and smiled to apologize. Yu Xiang hated the house and the crow, and also looked at the girl with dislike, wishing that her tongue would break off.

  The meeting lasted for twenty minutes, and it seemed like it would never end. After two more meetings, the school finally ran out of things to discuss, and the content shifted to student interviews on campus. The people being interviewed were all stunned, unable to utter a word, while those who managed to squeeze out a few sentences had their words not matching up. The audience couldn't help but laugh secretly, and the reporters were even more nervous than the interviewees, with hands shaking non-stop as they held the microphone. Yu Xiang thought to himself: Those campus interviews must have been edited, or else they wouldn't be like this; let alone the uncut version.