wake of the wild

Sunny days for many consecutive days brought the air back to the cool and dry air that should have been in early autumn.

Both Tian Ruiming and Fu Xi'ang came back to class. One arm had a plaster cast, and the other continued to sit in the back row.

The assailant was still not caught, but the news that Fu Xi'ang was questioned by the animal control bureau alone spread like wildfire, and gradually became a rumor in the school that "in fact, Fu Xi'an did it, but his father spent money to settle it".

As a classmate in the investigation class of the whirlpool center, he had already speculated a lot about this matter, and after listening to the rumors outside, his attitude towards Fu Xi'an began to become subtle.

The jaguar was isolated.

Although he didn't have much popularity in the past, at least not everyone would look at him like a "suspect" at that time.

The only ones still standing on Fu Xi'ang's side were four followers.

In addition to their loyalty to the boss, what supported them was Tian Ruiming's "testimony".

No matter how many students asked about the attack that night, Kazakhma always had only one sentence, and I really didn't see it clearly.

Most of the students stopped here, but there were very few good-for-nothings who insisted on getting to the bottom of it. Even with inspiration and guidance, they hoped that Tian Ruiming could extract the outline of the jaguar from the black shadow in the rain.

Finally, one time, the Kazakh horse was tired of being asked, and directly asked Fu Xi'an in the last row in front of the whole class: "Did you do it?"

The jaguar, which had been lying on the desk for almost a week, slowly raised its eyes: "If it were me, you wouldn't be able to get out of the hospital now."

Tian Ruiming was not provoked.

However, under Fu Xi'ang's cold gaze, the troublemakers died down.

The Veterinary Control Bureau did not send back any new news. When the incident happened, the muddy green area was green again, and it seemed that that thrilling rainy night had never happened.

Wednesday afternoon, another club activity.

As always, "share good books" and "heart-to-heart communication" as always.

"I, what I'm sharing today is a collection of photo essays, "Flying Over the Sea", I feel quite... very relieved..."

The second-year boy who sat in the middle was visibly nervous and was not good at speaking in public, but with the encouragement of the vice president Xiao Kuo, he slowly began to share with each other in a difficult but sincere way.

And the photos in the book projected on the big screen are enough to make up for the clumsiness of the male students.

The author is a veterinarian of ornithology. From his point of view, the whole book takes readers to fly over the mountains and rivers and look down on the fireworks in the world.

It's a pity that the boy was still too nervous, he finished the prepared words all at once, and the photo was only half shown, and he didn't know how to play it on the spot, so he could only quickly finish the rest of the photo, and ended it hastily.

Perhaps because of the influence of the boy's state, the next four sophomores all rushed to share and returned to the team as if they were in a hurry.

It's a pity that they chose a good book with their heart.

Among the four books is a suspense novel, a fantasy literature, a sculptor's journey of pursuing beauty, and a book that teaches you how to build a small private garden.

Hu Lingyu relied three points on listening, seven points on brain supplementation, and managed to immerse himself in it. Sometimes he reasoned about the real culprit in thrills, and sometimes followed the brave hero on adventures. Then he was moved to a mess by the sculptor, and finally he lay down in the small garden and let the breeze blow the fox hair.

Overall, this experience is much more comfortable than the first time I participated in club activities...

"Everyone hasn't forgotten the homework assigned last time, right?" Dai Yiran's slightly shrill voice pulled Hu Lingyu from the garden back to reality.

Under the operation of Xiao Kuo, the big screen was replaced with the cover of "The Magnificent Counterattack of the Bighorn Sheep", which is more eye-catching than last time.

Hu Lingyu: "..."

Happy early.

The cover with a strong sense of confrontation is like a wrong note, suddenly jumping into the original peaceful and comfortable reading atmosphere.

"I believe everyone has read this book when they go back, and they must have some insights." Dai Yiran looked around with a smile, "So, is there anyone willing to take the initiative to share?"

Many students are still in the imagination of building a small garden by themselves, and they can't keep up with the emotional changes for a while. When they are asked, they look at each other and "reserve".

Hu Lingyu really looked for this book to read.

Therefore

The thing is very simple, a bighorn sheep who is always bullied by Huke, finally one day the Jedi fights back.

But his counterattack is neither self-improvement, head-to-head, nor black-bellied detours and tricks, but was bitten by a real tiger during a wild hike, and thus genetically mutated, possessing the dual wild power of a bighorn sheep and a tiger. In the end, he overthrew all the powerful families that had bullied him, headed by that tiger family, and reached the peak of sheep life.

The author wrote in the postscript that this is a semi-autobiographical story.

Seeing that no one volunteered, Dai Yiran was not happy, and looked directly at the side surrounded by the third grade: "Can't you make a sample for the juniors? Do you have to wait for my roll call?"

"I'm coming!" A somewhat thin senior stood up aggressively.

Dai Yiran was very satisfied and immediately mobilized everyone to applaud him.

"I like this book very much, maybe because I am a sheep, so I can empathize with those encounters and the pain after being bullied," the sheep student's voice trembled slightly because of excitement, " It is said that art comes from reality and is higher than reality, but in this book, I feel that the author is merciful, because what I have experienced in reality is far worse, darker, and darker than what is described in this book. Unbearable to look back on..."

To change a classroom from relaxed and comfortable to heart-piercing, all the curtains need to be closed, a dim light turned on, and a head of the sheep department who cuts open the inner wound.

After the seniors, it was the senior sister: "I am not a sheep family. If a sheep family is bullied, I can still use the horns on its head. What can I use? Hamster ears? Even if I meet in the wild, it will awaken me to the power of the wild. Tiger, I'm gone in one bite, what else do I need to wake up..."

After the hamster, it was the sparrow: "In fact, the violence in the bird family is also very serious, and because everyone can fly, it often happens more covertly. If you ask me which is more terrifying, a beast or a bird of prey, my answer must be It's the latter..."

Many third graders appeared on the stage one after another, the more they talked, the more distracted they became, and there was no need to remind them later, they all rushed to go up, and came back with red eyes.

More than a dozen juniors and juniors were dumbfounded, some with shallow eye sockets were already choking with sobs.

Injustice, bullying by the powerful, these disadvantaged families have more or less experienced it, it is hard not to think of myself.

Even Hu Lingyu thought of Fu Xi'ang.

For a moment, he had the urge to go up, bring out the sad past of being troubled by the jaguar, embrace and heal his wounds with his fellow sick and sympathetic partners, and be sworn to death with the unforgivable beast.

Lu Qi looked at Hu Lingyu for a while without moving his expression, then suddenly raised his hand.

This was the first sophomore who took the initiative to ask for a speech, and Dai Yiran was overjoyed: "Okay, Lu Qi, tell me about your impressions after reading it!"

Hu Lingyu was surprised, and his gaze went up slightly as Lu Qi got up.

Is this still the sika deer who is well versed in fooling and traveling the world with a poem? Why is he so active today?

"Although many seniors and sisters have said it before, I still want to say something on behalf of myself, I really like this book..."

Lu Qi's voice is low and slow, like still water flowing deep, soaking into the bottom of your heart.

"The author said in the epilogue that this is his autobiography. I admire the author's tenacity and courage in the face of bullying..."

The more Hu Lingyu listened, the more confused he became.

Tough?courage?Are you sure this is stated in the book?

He tried his best to convey emotions to Lu Qi through his eyes, are you serious?

The sika deer received it, looked back with a smile, and continued calmly: "I am even more moved by the author's counterattack of striving to become stronger and turning the corner. I believe that if he can do it, we can do it too."

Hu Lingyu was completely confused.

A sika deer who is self-disciplined to the point of self-discipline, and whose hard work and perseverance are far beyond ordinary people has cultivated abilities not inferior to those of powerful subjects, is moved by the protagonist who relies on the author's golden finger to turn the tables?What a joke!

"Wait a minute," Hu Lingyu couldn't help interrupting, "Lu Qi, have you... really finished reading the book?"

However, the tone is still much more gentle and subtle than usual, after all, people always have to give face.

"Of course I've finished watching." The sika deer was full of confidence and seemed very proud.

Hu Lingyu was incredulous: "If you finish watching, you should know that the bighorn sheep were not very brave when they were bullied in front..."

"No?" Lu Qi asked back, with a silly face.

"I only saw his despair when he was bullied, that's why he wanted to go to the mountains to end his life," Hu Lingyu remembered clearly, "and he was able to counterattack later, it was not a matter of trying to be strong, it was because he was killed by a tiger in the mountains Only after biting, the power of the second wild will be awakened, this kind of 'adventure' is not something we believe we can do."

Lu Qi frowned, it seemed that Hu Lingyu's rebuttal really made him entangled, even the figure sitting alone in the center was a little pitiful.

"Why are you finding fault on purpose again?" A senior who had a confrontation with Hu Lingyu last time couldn't stand it anymore, and helped Junior Lu to stand out, "The impression after reading is a very personal thing. You can think this way, and others can think that way, too. Can you learn to respect?"

Hu Lingyu's eyes widened, and a small flame burst into his heart.

There is no tenderness left when dealing with the sika deer: "Since it is so personal, why do we still sit here and share? Sharing is the exchange of ideas, the collision of ideas, and my discussion with my heart is the greatest respect for the sharer."

Senior: "You don't call it a discussion, you call it arguing."

Hu Lingyu: "I put forward my doubts based on what I wrote in the book. Why is it called an argument? Didn't the bighorn sheep despair in the face of bullying? Isn't the counterattack relying on adventures? Extended value is fine, but you have to be based on facts, right?"

"The fact is that he has done what we have always wanted to do, stepping down the powerful subjects!" The senior shouted excitedly.

The classroom was suddenly quiet.

The second graders were frightened, not to mention who was right and who was wrong, the attitude of the senior alone was quite scary.

Individual third graders also frowned.

Hu Lingyu stared at the senior, sober like never before: "I never thought about stepping on anyone. The victim becomes the perpetrator, and the world is still dark."

The senior sneered: "It won't hurt your back when you stand and talk."

"I didn't just stand up and talk, I was also bullied by powerful subordinates," Hu Lingyu was extremely serious, "I was thrown paper balls in class, blocked in the alley after class, and I suffered countless times just by beating me, and I hid the whole campus." Over and over again, I was scared when I heard his voice for a while..."

Hu Lingyu stopped suddenly.

Senior: "Why didn't you say it?"

Hu Lingyu lowered his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, because he realized that his "counterattack" was also due to his "adventure".Rebirth gave him the courage to face Fu Xi'an, getting to know Lu Qi, and brought him to develop the combat power to fight against powerful subordinates, although most of the time still need to be opportunistic.

"I'll help him." A second grader said without warning. Rodents, beavers, and Hu Lingyu couldn't be named, but they vaguely knew each other. They should have seen each other during grade roll call or large gatherings, "That bully The guy is not restrained now, he just attacked his classmate last week, but he didn't catch the current situation, you should know who I'm talking about..."

"But what I want to say is," he shifted his gaze from the senior to the red fox, "Hu Lingyu, I saw that guy bully you more than once when I was in the first grade. I'm sorry I didn't dare to stand out and ran away secretly every time. So when I found out that you were admitted to the investigation department, I really admired you."

In the last sentence, student Beli spoke very seriously and seriously, with a sparkle in his eyes.

Hu Lingyu looked back at him in a daze, never expecting that he also had a fanboy, his heart was so surging that the waves bloomed.

"Senior," said another sophomore who also joined the fox camp, "If someone says 'We should earn the respect of powerful subjects by our own efforts', I may think he is talking empty words, but I believe what Hu Lingyu said."

Little Fox:"……"

I haven't said yet.

"I believe it too."

"I also."

"Even if we don't rely on wild power to mutate, we can still become stronger and braver, and counterattack gorgeously."

"Correct!"

Among the responses from the second graders, the senior shut down resentfully.

"I understand too," said Lu, who had been sitting quietly in the middle of the carpet and was almost forgotten by others. Between the beautiful eyes and eyebrows,

Full of enlightenment, "The author said in the postscript that this is a 'semi-autobiography'. In fact, the focus is not on the 'autobiography', but on the 'half'. Being bullied is true, but the adventures later are false. The author is using an excessive The exaggerated way of expression satirizes those who try to change the situation by relying on "divine power from heaven". If we only see face-slapping, counterattack, and reaching the pinnacle of life, it is the biggest misunderstanding of the author."

All the reading club members froze for a second, and even the tail that the student Beast had just flicked stopped in mid-air.

Is it so... profound?

The sika deer got up and returned to its original position, with a look of joy after sharing.

Hu Lingyu's little head was back online during the calm debate just now, and now he silently watched the returning sika deer, with a pair of dog eyes seeing everything.

Quietly took out the phone and sent a message: You deliberately started a war.

The sika deer didn't return, and looked up directly after watching the phone, the pure eyes of a deer were full of innocence: I am not, I am not, you are talking nonsense.

Hu Lingyu grinds his teeth and pretends to me again.

Sharing some insignificant post-reading impressions, which attracted his rebuttals, led to the following seniors and a series of chain reactions.

As a result, he gained a fanboy and a bunch of classmates who were inspired by him. Even a few third graders frequently looked at him as an "excellent junior". Ghosts still remember "The Magnificent Counterattack of the Bighorn Sheep".

After the club activities ended, Hu Lingyu was left alone by the president of the reading club.

Lu Qi wanted to accompany him, but because Dai Yiran said he wanted to have a one-on-one chat with Hu Lingyu, the sika deer had to wait outside.

Xiao Kuo was also waiting outside the door, holding the materials and notebooks used in the event just now, a vice president, working hard like a follower.

In the classroom, there is only one red fox and one raccoon left.

"You can't do this." The acting chairman cut to the chase, speaking with sincerity.

Hu Lingyu was at a loss.

"Xiao Hu," Dai Yiran's tone gave Hu Lingyu the illusion of being a member of the administrative office, "I hope that when others share in the future, you try not to raise too many opinions, which will easily affect unity."

Is it because he is afraid that he will affect the unity, or is he afraid that he will disrupt the "rhythm"?

If Hu Lingyu was only skeptical in the last event, now he is really sure that the direction of the book club is very problematic. At least half of the third graders are very extreme when it comes to dealing with strong and weak subjects. It's just my life-defying feeling, and I don't know if it's an innate personality or an acquired training.

Hu Lingyu: "Senior, I..."

"Call the president." Dai Yiran reminded solemnly.

Hu Lingyu rolled his eyes in his heart, but his face was still harmless: "President, isn't the purpose of the reading club just to share and communicate, if everyone can only say yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, then you can't flatter each other?"

Dai also said: "How can you say flattery, it's our affirmation and encouragement to each other as partners."

Hu Lingyu: "Partners must tell the truth. Good medicine is good for the disease, and honest words are good for deeds."

Dai is also the same: "What you think is kindness may be a blow to others. A good word will warm the winter, and a bad word will hurt people in June."

Hu Lingyu: "How do you know that they don't want to hear the truth? With copper as a mirror, you can straighten your clothes, and with people as a mirror, you can tell gains and losses."

The North American raccoon was speechless for a while, and was so angry that he straightened his hair and panted heavily.

The red fox also took a deep breath, arguing with the president of the reading club, very tired.

While looking at each other without saying a word, Hu Lingyu suddenly found a scratch on the upper left of Dai Yiran's forehead, because it had been blocked all the time, and he only saw it when he parted his hair.