"Well, ahem, I was just a joke just now. In short, Bikiya."

As if he realized his disqualification as an educator, Shizuka Hiratsuka coughed calmly after he woke up. He held the unlit cigarette in his mouth and raised his legs, and naturally turned the topic back onto the normal road.

But his expression was too stiff, his expression was too stiff. His Shizuka Shizuka. I am beginning to doubt that you are really a teacher who has taught countless students? Such a stiff performance is a fool who even the little kids from the School of Film and Arts of Junior High School, not to mention that I have experienced many battles and have had another world memory while fighting with publishers.

But from this point of view, I'm afraid that this kind of low-level mistake would occur because of my request?

No way? That's the Shizuka Hiratsuka, who can beat the students until the students surrender? Is there anything she can't deal with to use such clumsy disguise to seek help from other students?

"Biqigu, according to the principle, your essay is to be rewritten."

Shizuka Shizuka took a sip of dry cigarette - she didn't dare to smoke directly in front of the patient - and waved the test paper in her hand with a tangled tone. The dense fonts on it looked more like some kind of magic symbol rather than language.

However, the meaning of "according to the truth" means that there is no need to follow the truth now. Sure enough, what is the reason that makes this teacher feel difficult, but it is difficult to come forward with the teacher's identity, so I use the experience of me as a student? If the teacher cannot come forward directly, for this overly enthusiastic educator, there is probably only the psychological problems of the students?

I was proud of seeing this and also felt a little scared.

How genius is, myself.

"But considering your current physical problems, let's forget it. The teacher is not the kind of inhumane person. It is a bit unreasonable to ask a patient to do this intensity of study. So this time you can barely pass the test."

My eyes were no longer dared to look directly at my eyes, and I changed my sitting position, which meant that I was a little nervous. My palm was not in my pocket with a cigarette in my pocket, and my face was slightly tilted to the side. It seemed that there were some requirements, and it was a little unreasonable. So it was just right, let's play a prophecy game in my heart.

What you want to say next is - but I have a requirement.

"But I have a request."

“nice”

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just make a request."

"Is that right? Forget it, you guys have many ideas anyway."

It seemed that in order to find some excuse for himself, Shizuka Hiratsuka frowned and inserted the completely unlit cigarette into the ashtray. The beautiful face of Yamato, which was as beautiful as Shoshiko, had a pair of razor-like eyes, and it was like she was about to completely untie the person and began to stare at my face carefully.

"I know that your academic performance is not necessary at all. I also know that you have the ability to live independently now. But Hikigu, your personality is really a little bad, and you will almost suffer a loss in society in the future. I decided to take this opportunity to let you join a club and exercise. There is no problem, right?"

No problem, or if there is any problem, it will be suppressed.

If it is an ordinary youth novel, it will definitely be like this. Then I will recognize some girls through activities in the club, and then after all kinds of strange events, the relationship with the girls quickly heats up, and then sways between several girls with different personalities but all beauties. Finally, I will have an inexplicable ending while being scolded as a man without a genius.

If this was a youth novel, or if I was a high school student who had no big opinion, I might have followed the pace arranged by the teacher, right? But unfortunately, I may not need these things very much.

Because I'm strong enough.

"Hirakatsushi Shizuka, I want to ask you a question first."

I looked at the beautiful woman in front of me carefully and asked my own questions from a more careful perspective.

"What is the meaning of society from the perspective of a teacher? Is it simply so-called entering society after graduation? I don't think it's that simple. The so-called social person should become one of the gears of this world, use his own strength to communicate with others, and then create value. Is that true?"

"Ha? Ah, there should be no problem in general, right?"

Teacher Shizuka Hiratsuka opened his mouth in surprise, as if he didn't expect me to ask such a question.

This is of course taken for granted. When two people with equal social status are in conversation, and one side think they are superior to others, they always feel a little surprised when they hear the voice of another person.

Logically speaking, students are unlikely to be exposed to the social environment. Students are young and need to be cared for by their parents. They are unlikely to self-introduce and embed society and create certain value. But when you do this, you are a part of this society. We usually call such people taxpayers, which is the cornerstone of this society.

When you start creating wealth with your own strength and recognize the legitimacy of the current government and pay taxes, you are a social person. This has little to do with age. Even those who work after dropping out of junior high school, you cannot say that they are not part of society. They create production value and pay taxes to ensure their independent survival. This is society. The so-called social exchange is to create wealth while getting in touch with other gears. That's it.

Shizuka Hiratsuka understands this very well, but cannot understand why a student says so. Because no matter what, class differences will arise when social values ​​are different, and discrimination and contempt are normal.

Although she has no malice, she also despises her, and there is no difference.

"So I can probably understand what you mean by teacher. You mean that you need to use this club to hone my personality so that my weird and rotten personality can be improved. In this way, you can truly enter society without slowly getting along with others or even breaking yourself, but smoothly integrate into society. I think what I said is right, right?"

"Then if this is the case, please don't care about me at all." Looking at Shizuka Hiratsuka Shizuka who had no idea what expression, I spread the hardcover book in my hand calmly, and the author's name on it gave me the confidence to face everything.

If I try to point fingers at this education system without any capital, it would be a bit arrogant.

I know very well what the meaning of youth represents, and I know more clearly what value a person can do when he is young and do things that can easily do ten years later. Because youth itself is an irreplaceable capital, which is even stronger than any so-called parents and family background, because you have enough time and others don’t have it.

So it is easy to make money with the so-called youthful expenses when I was young. The memory I inherited when I was six years old has corresponding memories of those real geniuses. When a composition that is very common in the eyes of a six-year-old high school student appears in the hands of a six-year-old child, the value created is not comparable to that of a six-year-old high school student. The same is true for the worldview and values.

"I believe that the money I earn and the connections I have accumulated are enough for me to survive any financial bubble. I don't have any confusion about the future and social relationships. Like you, I am also a taxpayer in society. While I am living alone with the money I earn, I still have eight digits of account balance in the card."

I shook the hardcover book in my hand at the teacher. The black title page was clearly marked with the two Chinese characters "Haman".

When Shizuka Hiratsuka saw the author's name, his brow raised slightly, and a depressed look appeared on his face. It was better to say that he was disappointed that he could not legally blackmailed the students than to see that his students had amazing property.

As an educator, Shizuka Hiratsuka you are really dangerous.

"So let's talk openly, teacher." I leaned against the hospital bed and smiled slightly at the educator in front of me, reached out to pick the test paper and folded it, and made it into a small bookmark and stuffed it into a hardcover book.
Chapter completed!