NABC Chapter 12 The Kitten is Here Again
Chapter 12 The Kitten is Here Again
If we say that bypassing the Great Firewall is a common occurrence in life...
So climbing over school walls is an essential activity for human children.
Gu Zhibei had three experiences.
The first time was in elementary school, when a security guard chased me on a bicycle for an entire street.
Sorry to lose.
The third time was just now.
Because it was too easy, and I was climbing over the wall as a cat, I didn't feel the excitement I would have felt as a student.
Just like after he graduated from elementary school, still harboring resentment, he ran back to his alma mater and climbed over the wall for the second time in his life.
But I can never find that original feeling again.
emptiness.
Regret.
My thoughts came to a complete halt the moment I landed.
The tabby cat walked with heavy steps, so heavy that it only made people feel lonely.
Perhaps this is the price of growing up.
Gu Zhibei walked confidently toward a teaching building.
This teaching building looks unremarkable.
Actually, it's the building closest to the cafeteria.
For high school students, a distance of tens of meters from their lunch break is undoubtedly a matter of life and death.
As the two best classes in the senior year, Class 1 and Class 2 are both located on the second floor of this building.
The teachers' offices are downstairs.
If students have any questions they want to ask, they can go downstairs and ask them directly.
Gu Zhibei rarely went there, but his homeroom teacher had a deep impression of him.
The moment he stepped inside, the leave request was ready.
Excellent students thrive in school.
Although Gu Zhibei spends very little time and energy on reading.
But he managed to keep his grades in the top ten of the whole school.
Reading really does require talent.
He had seen many hardworking people: those who got up before dawn to memorize vocabulary, those who read while eating, and those who couldn't bear to put down their books even when going to the toilet.
However, no matter how hard these people tried, the results were not as good as the effort he put into teaching a single lesson.
The difference in base stats is too great, so even maxing out effort values won't help.
"If you climb this tree, you can see what's happening inside the classroom."
Gu Zhibei raised his head.
Looking out the window of Class 2, you can see two trees in front of you.
One is a camphor tree, and the other is also a camphor tree.
Without hesitation, Gu Zhibei used the tabby cat's agility to easily climb up the tree trunk.
He looked into the classroom.
A teacher who looked familiar was sitting on the podium; he must be a history teacher.
The students had their heads down, and there were no exam papers on their desks; they appeared to be studying on their own.
Gu Zhibei quickly spotted his target.
It happened to be the third row by the window.
At this moment, Pei Qingning did not tie her hair in a ponytail, but instead used a large shark clip to hold her loose hair at the back of her neck.
As the most resilient diamond in Jiangnan University's liberal arts curriculum, and a woman who has held the top spot in the entire university for two whole years, she certainly stands out from the crowd when she teaches.
While everyone else was engrossed in their studies and writing furiously.
She was sleeping soundly.
From Gu Zhibei's perspective, he could see the girl lying on her side, with only half of her face visible as she faced the window.
She was sleeping soundly, her soft cheeks pressed against her arm, her little mouth slightly pouting, and a hint of glistening moisture could be seen at the corner of her lips.
No wonder the prince in the fairy tale fell in love with Sleeping Beauty who never woke up.
The girl's sleeping face was like a work of art carved from a Saint Mary's blue aquamarine, cool and serene, like a tranquil ocean without wind or waves in a dream.
"It's a pity he's a pervert," Gu Zhibei thought regretfully.
Waiting is a very agonizing thing, especially when you're looking at a little face that's sleeping soundly.
However, as a cat on the hunt, Gu Zhibei clearly has excellent patience.
He lay on a tree branch, his figure concealed by the dense foliage, like a heavy tabby cat fruit.
It was already quite hot at nine o'clock in the morning, but a few thick clouds drifted by, blocking the scorching sun.
Sunlight filtering through the leaves, falling on my skin, felt warm and cozy.
After lying there for a while, Gu Zhibei slowly arched his back, stretched out his front paws, and relaxed for a while.
Seeing how soundly the other person was sleeping, even he felt a little sleepy.
Just as Gu Zhibei was enjoying the relaxation of stretching his muscles, his gaze unconsciously met a pair of clear and bright doe eyes.
Pei Qingning woke up at some point.
She gazed at the cat-like fruits growing on the branches, as if wondering if she had never woken up.
Even with the confusion and bewilderment of just waking from a dream, those wet eyes still appeared cold and distant.
This familiar cool demeanor reminded Gu Zhibei of her from their time in class.
The girl always kept her eyes downcast and her expression was indifferent and distant, a coldness that seemed to emanate from her very bones, a coldness that kept strangers at bay.
Even if someone mustered the courage to try to talk to her, they would be defeated by the girl's silent gaze, and the boy's dignity would be reduced to eggshell fragments mercilessly crushed by a diamond.
The poor chicks' short and tragic lives ended just as the yolks were beginning to form.
Gu Zhibei had no interest in this, but Pei Qingning's coldness was radiant; if his gaze fell upon it, his retina would be frozen.
However, the way the girl looked at him now was very different from before.
Her eyes were soft and shallow, cool yet gentle, like a bewildered fawn peeking out from the deep forest, its natural indifference instantly softened by a sweet, innocent charm.
If one were to use a single object to describe the girl's eyes at this moment, the first thing that would come to mind would undoubtedly be the Snow Mochi.
It sounds and feels icy cold, but it's not tough at all when you eat it. The soft, tender, and fluffy texture is mixed with the usual grain fragrance of glutinous rice.
Gu Zhibei instinctively wanted to avert his gaze, after all, no matter the reason, spying on a girl his own age was...
No, I'm a cat now!
His movement of turning his head froze for a moment.
Reset and straighten your chest.
He glared back defiantly.
The girl continued to stare at them relentlessly.
Gu Zhibei was slightly puzzled.
His hiding spot was clearly good; it was slightly higher than the classroom, allowing him to advance or retreat as needed, and the leaves also provided cover for his view.
The other students hadn't noticed his presence for most of the day, so how come Pei Qingning saw him as soon as she woke up?
Gu Zhibei pondered for two seconds.
Jump down from the tree.
He ran away.
But he didn't really leave; he was preparing to turn around and make a comeback.
Surveillance, surveillance—who is surveilling whom, being watched like this?
After waiting for about half an hour, Gu Zhibei climbed another tree.
He quickly climbed back with a blank expression.
"Perhaps the time was too short," he thought.
Gu Zhibei waited for another hour.
This time he chose a higher spot, almost at the very top of the tree's canopy, a place where one had to crane their neck to see it.
No one would suddenly look at a place like this for no reason.
If so, that can only mean…
"Did she open it?!"
Gu Zhibei climbed down expressionlessly.
I felt like a failed clown in a circus, trying my best to make the audience laugh.
The audience didn't laugh, but I did.
...
The chibi-style tabby cat is sprawled on the ground, its eyes glazed over, its four paws in the air, and a huge black question mark above its head.
The brightly colored bubbles stand out prominently among the branches and leaves.
"The kitten is here again."
The girl smiled gently as she watched the tabby cat crawling around and jumping about like someone with ADHD.
The math teacher on the podium happened to catch a glimpse of this scene.
At that moment, his heart was filled with tears.
finally…
Have my decades of teaching experience finally earned the approval of this young lady?
Principal Wang has it tough; he has two sons to support.
When I become the principal, I'll leave him the position of Dean of Students, Dangdang.
"Hahaha."
The math teacher suddenly burst into laughter.
Completely forgetting that dozens of eyes were watching him.