This Curse Is Just Awesome

After pa.s.sing through the school gate, he entered the teaching building.


Chen Yu arrived at the cla.s.sroom of Year 3, Cla.s.s 6.


Inside the cla.s.sroom, the students were either cultivating, taking a short rest, sitting in a daze, or whispering to each other.


After Chen Yu entered, many people's gazes were focused on him.


"h.e.l.lo, everyone." Chen Yu raised his hand to greet them.


The students were expressionless. "..."


"Ahem." Chen Yu awkwardly put his hand down.


He wanted to find a seat to sit down, but he realized that the dozens of seats in the cla.s.s were all occupied. He could only sulkily squat in a corner by the window.


'This cla.s.s is really terrible...' Chen Yu thought to himself.


The female students were fine, but the male students' eyes were almost spitting fire. The only thing missing was the words 'I am very xenophobic' written on their faces.


Fortunately, he only wanted to take the College Entrance Exam, so he did not have to interact with these 'c.o.c.ksuckers' in the future.


It was soon seven o'clock sharp.


The female form teacher entered the door on time and walked to the podium in her high heels. She first glanced at the students, then took out a list of names and called out one by one, "Number 1, Chen Kaizi."


"Here." In the front row, a boy wearing gold-rimmed gla.s.ses stood up.


"Number 2, Zhang Wumou."


"Here."


"Number 3, Zhang Yihou."


"Here."


"Number 4, Gu Ju."


"Here."


"Number 5..."


The roll call lasted for three minutes.


The form teacher looked at the last name and raised her head. "Number 41, Chen Yu."


"Here!" Chen Yu stood up abruptly.


The homeroom teacher was obviously shocked and turned to look at Chen Yu. "Where did you come from?"


"I've been squatting here all this time. I don't have a seat."


"Then why don't you lower your voice?"


"I'll definitely do it next time."


"Continue squatting." The homeroom teacher waved her hand dismissively and took back the name list. She said in a clear voice, "Students, the results of twelve years of hard work will be revealed today. I hope that everyone can adjust their mentality and calmly a.n.a.lyze the opponent's weaknesses on the stage to bring out their strengths. Now, all of you stand up."


Huala!


The entire cla.s.s stood up with a bang.


"Our No. 7 High School is a high school with strict discipline. At this most critical moment, we must walk out of our seventh high school's style, walk out of the pride of our Cla.s.s 6! Out of the team!"


Huala!


All the students moved in unison and divided into two teams of men and women.


"Follow me to the exam room!" The form teacher waved her hand, and the students walked out of the cla.s.s with their heads held high.


Looking at the mental state of her students, the homeroom teacher nodded her head in satisfaction.


The month-long military-style special training was indeed not in vain.


The children walked out of their imposing military posture...


However, as the team continued to walk, at the end of the team, a 'Imperial a.s.sociation Army' suddenly appeared.


The female homeroom teacher took a closer look and saw that it was Chen Yu who was walking 'loosely'.


Her good mood instantly disappeared as she angrily rebuked, "Chen Yu! Can you walk normally?"


Chen Yu: "???"


In the entire cla.s.s, he was clearly the only one who could walk normally, alright?


"You're from No. 2 High School. As expected, you don't have any discipline." The teacher-in-charge stepped forward and pulled Chen Yu far away. "Follow behind me. Don't affect the beauty of the team."


Chen Yu: "..."


Following behind her, they left the cla.s.s and came to the field. Chen Yu's eyes were wide open.


He had thought that only Cla.s.s 6 was a weirdo.


He had not expected that the entire No. 7 High School would be so flashy.


They stood in line one by one, their posture more upright than the other, their footsteps louder than the other, and their voices louder than the other.


There was even a cla.s.s where all the teachers and students were dressed in military uniforms.


The female form teacher patted Chen Yu's shoulder and pointed at the 'military formation' from afar. She asked proudly, "How is it? The elegance of our No. 7 High School? How is it compared to your No. 2 High School?"


Chen Yu was silent for three seconds. "How is the strength of the students generally?"


The female form teacher frowned. "I asked you about elegance. Why did you mention your strength?"


Chen Yu: "...Then... Then how high is the forecast for this year's undergraduate rate?"


The female form teacher was furious. "I'm asking you about elegance! Elegance! Why are you talking about this all the time?!"


"There's one between the two of us who talks about it all the time, right?! What's the use of this elegance?"


"Rotten wood can't be carved! It's all thanks to you not being my student before."


"...Yeah, luckily, luckily."


As the saying goes, words don't get along well with each other.


Chen Yu's relationship with the form teacher of Cla.s.s 6 was about to end before it even started...


There were a total of eight cla.s.ses in the third year of No. 7 High School.


There were more than 300 people.


These people lined up neatly in a square formation. From afar, they were indeed quite pleasing to the eye.


Another ten minutes pa.s.sed.


One by one, special buses drove into the campus and stopped beside their respective cla.s.ses according to the serial numbers.


All the examinees in Qingcheng City would be brought to the College Entrance Examination venue by these buses.


Other than this, there was no other way to enter the compet.i.tion pa.s.sageway.


This was also to facilitate the invigilation team's coordination and to reduce the examinees' various accidents.


"From Cla.s.s 1, get on the bus!"


On the podium, the No. 7 High School princ.i.p.al held a microphone in his hand and gave an order. The students immediately stepped into the buses with loud steps.


Cla.s.s 1.


Cla.s.s 2.


Cla.s.s 3...


Soon, it was Cla.s.s 6's turn.


Chen Yu was not wearing the school uniform of No. 7 High School, and his walk was 'abnormal', so he was naturally very conspicuous.


The school leaders on the podium frowned.


Fortunately, Chen Yu walked quickly...


But when he got on the bus, he found a new problem.


There was no seat for him on the bus...


From the first row to the last row, it was all occupied by the students of Cla.s.s 6.


After glancing around, Chen Yu could only sit in the front pa.s.senger seat.


Then, the cla.s.s teacher also got on the bus. She took out the name list again and began to call out names. "Number 1, Chen Kaizi."


"Here."


"Number 2, Zhang Wumou..."


At the same time, the bus driver also stepped on the accelerator and slowly drove away in the direction of the college entrance examination venue.


"Number 39, Lei Zhen."


"Here."


"Number 40, w.a.n.g Bingbing."


"Here."


"Number 41, Chen Yu."


"Here."


Following the voice, the homeroom teacher looked at Chen Yu and was stunned. "Why are you sitting in my seat?"


"Ah?" Chen Yu was also stunned. "Is this your seat?"


"Nonsense." The female homeroom teacher took back the name list and walked to the front pa.s.senger seat. "Quickly get up."


Chen Yu stood up and gave up his seat. "Then where should I sit?"


"You can sit wherever you want. There's no place for you to sit on such a big bus."


"..."


After a moment of silence, Chen Yu nodded. "You're right."


He immediately tiptoed and reached out to push open the skylight of the bus. He climbed up shakily. "Then I'll sit on the roof."


Cla.s.s teacher: "?"


The entire cla.s.s: "??"


Driver: "???"