"Doesn't life... have been boring all the time?" Liu Nian was a little confused and asked subconsciously.

Zhou Kuan smiled lightly: "Yes, life is so boring."

Then he emphasized: "But I don't like it."

Seeing this, Liu hurriedly asked: "Does Brother Kuan have any other good ideas?"

"Yes, but I don't want to say it." Zhou Kuan nodded and didn't say anything more.

“…”

Due to the continuous heavy snow, the public transportation system in Baihua and even Nanqiu is completely paralyzed, and the school has confirmed that there will be no holiday during the New Year.

This is the first time for No. 2 Middle School.

In the past, the latest holiday was the second and third year of the Chinese New Year, that is, the afternoon before the New Year.

There are no snow trucks or the like in Baihua Primary School. The heavy snowfall for a week has caused much less driving on the road.

After all, it was cold and there were not many people going out. In addition, the public transportation between counties and townships was actually only known as private minibus, so everyone just lived it, allowing public transportation to be paralyzed.

It may also be related to the ice disaster that affected Nanqiu and Baihua last year. Although it was not a core area at that time, everyone has become much more cautious this year.

Zhou Kuan did not have any unbearable memories of the original experience.

But this time, Zhou Kuan clearly felt that life was like a year.

When Liu Nian came up with an idea, Zhou Kuan wanted to make some noise to break his boredom.

In school, even if there are only one grade three, there are more than 800 people attending classes; but Zhou Kuan still feels that the world is vast and he is the only one.

There seemed to be voices in my mind constantly asking myself:

"God has given you the ticket to rebirth. What can you do in your life again and what should you do?"

"How does this life make sense?"

“Do you really need to be rampant in a boring and boring high school life like this now?”

"Don't you really want to do something to change the status quo?"

"Do you want to continue to waste time like this?"

“…”

This is even more terrifying than the occasional solitude I experienced in my previous life.

Because Zhou Kuan realized on the one hand that he really had nothing special, but on the other hand, he wanted to be reborn, that he must be something special.

This is a state of contradiction, twisted, entangled, entangled... and even the word cannot be described in any way.

So Zhou Kuan spent more and more time sleeping, and he resisted such a questioning.

Because he couldn't find the answer.

And in the 24 hours of each day, no matter how Zhou Kuan escapes, there is always a period of time when he is awake.

So Zhou Kuan found some excuses:

Light the tail of youth,

As a simulation rebirth game.

Zhou Kuan felt more and more that the protagonists of those reborn articles were all gods, and they were born to know them, money, resources, wisdom, and knowledge were everywhere for them.

He is not on the same dimension as these protagonists...

...After talking to Liu Nian, Zhou Kuan did not hesitate much and began to prepare.

In order to make himself more focused on one thing and avoid inner questions, Zhou Kuan specially thought carefully in the form of a list.

Soon, Zhou Kuan wrote down in the draft:

‘First of all, it will incite conflicts between students who cannot go home without holidays at the end of the year.’

‘Secondly, let the savings be dissatisfied.’

'Then……'

‘……’

‘Finally, we will lead the collective to propose a temporary party to relax.’

‘…’

I don’t have many things to write, but it’s much better than the two days after I was reborn. At least I don’t need to type on my phone to write.

When writing and drawing in those days, I could easily encounter some words that I forgot how to write.

The omnipresent invasion of electronic products in later generations into daily life has caused most ordinary people living in cities to lose their habit of handwriting.

Without references at all, many people cannot even write every word they want to express as easily as they once wrote letters or small notes.

Zhou Kuan is not an exception. Although he often needs to hand-written things at work, he has also lost most of his habits.

Anyway, even now, Zhou Kuan feels that if you don’t talk about other subjects for the unified exam, the scope of writing in Chinese will be limited.

…………

During the evening self-study that day, the overall atmosphere of the teaching building began to be incorrect.

Previously, Zhou Kuan used some small means to spread provocative remarks.

Liu Nian and Li Yong, who were the most flirting people in Class 329, were stopped by Zhou Kuan and did not start a fuss immediately.

Even the other classes did not make any noise under Liu Nian's tacit understanding.

But everyone can see that the atmosphere is not right.

All members were depressed and seemed to be angry.

In this way, on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, many students received calls from their homes, their eyes were red, and some emotions were naturally ignited.

Liu Nian didn't know how Zhou Kuan operated it.

He just watched the conflict between students and schools evolved inexplicably.

After finding an opportunity, Liu Nian and Zhou Kuan whispered in private: "Brother Kuan, can you tell me how to do it?"

"It has nothing to do with me." Zhou Kuanman said indifferently, "No one is happy if he can't go home during the New Year."

Liu Nian: "!!!"

"Brother Kuan, you are really good."

“…”

Coincidentally, his deskmate Su Xiaoxi also picked up an opportunity to ask Zhou Kuan, and said vaguely: "Does it have anything to do with...?"

"You misunderstood." Zhou Kuan replied casually.

Su Xiaoxi looked at Zhou Kuan and said habitually: "What's that?"

“…”

Actually, it’s really nothing complicated. Zhou Kuan just lit the fire slightly, and at most he dragged it to make the fire burn for a while.

The students' dissatisfaction is real.

Why don’t you think of a way to send everyone home in such a big school? Right?

So, Zhou Kuan was still a little proud these two days.

Everything is so simple.

...There were meat and vegetables for the New Year's Eve dinner.

While most of the people were in the cafeteria, the school leaders and the head teachers of each class walked in together.

After a commotion, the principal spoke in public.

"Students, because of the weather, the school has not had a holiday for safety reasons, so everyone can't even go home with Xiaonian. On behalf of the school, I would like to say sorry to everyone."

"I hope everyone can understand."

"Safety first."

“…”

After saying a few words, the principal spoke: "If you have any matter, we will communicate openly and honestly, and don't engage in group confrontation, which is not conducive to your physical and mental health."

There was a thorn and asked for everyone first: "Is anything OK?"

"As long as it is reasonable, it's OK." The principal waved his hand and was very confident.

The students who were dining offered some messy suggestions.

After the school leaders and the class teachers walked into the cafeteria, Zhou Kuan didn't look up and used dinner slowly.

The food in the canteen of No. 2 Middle School is average, the big pot is normal, full and cheap.

The price range is 2.5~5 yuan, and the price windows are also different.

Even though I added some meat and vegetables today because of the New Year, the price did not increase.
To be continued...