People are teaching in reality, and my deskmate Yang Nai Author: Introduction: Wu Yi, 16 years old, lives in Wuzhi Village, Kyoto. She has busy parents, a younger sister and a house. As a rare genius in the Wu family, Wu Yi originally thought that he would follow the family tradition and become a happy professional martial artist after graduating from junior high school. However, he did not expect that his family would throw him into a high school called "Highly Developed High School" which claims to value strength above all else. On the first day of school, he met his classmate who was a beautiful girl with great social skills. "Nice to meet you. My name is Haruno, Yukinoshita Haruno." Volume 1: Chapter The wonderful campus life starts with violating school rules and regulations on the first day of school "The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, the birds are saying grass, grass, grass, why do you carry a bag of explosives on your back? Box↑box↑box↑box↑box↑..." On the coastal highway, on a bus almost full of freshmen from a certain school, a ringtone consisting of a very prank song followed by laughter like that of an airplane jet engine suddenly came from the back seat, breaking the seemingly acquiesced silence in this not-too-spacious space.
Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look in the direction of the ringing sound. The person who picked up the phone was a young man wearing sunglasses sitting behind the railing on the right side of the exit door. Like most people on the bus, he was wearing the same school uniform that looked like a couple's outfit. They all wore thin red suits with snow-white shirts and black ties underneath, and dark green trousers with shiny leather shoes. The words "High School of Advanced Education" were embroidered in smaller gold letters above the seams of the pockets of the clothes and trousers. However, because he was wearing a pair of sunglasses with reflective mosaics that cost yuan and included shipping, the same model as on Taobao, other people in the car could not see the boy's complete appearance clearly. However, judging by the hard facial contours that are revealed under the latter's eyes, his perfectly shaped broad forehead, and his black hair that is meticulously combed back as if it had been touched by V's hairspray, as long as his eyes are not too ugly and weird, he can be considered a handsome guy anyway. Ignoring the mixed looks from all around him, the boy kept a nonchalant smile on his face, picked up his phone, glanced at the lit screen, pressed the stop ringing button, and spoke in the same voice as the previous ringtone. "Sorry, it's my alarm." It would have been better if he didn't say anything. When he opened his mouth, everyone in the car was shocked. To be honest, many young people these days use various kinds of music as ringtones in order to express their individuality. These may be gentle, affectionate, elegant, exciting, prankish, etc. This is normal. But to say that I sang such a tricky song myself and even recorded it as my alarm clock ringtone... The purity is far beyond that of ordinary people. Let me introduce you formally. The boy's name is Wu Yi, with a single surname of Wu and a single given name of Yi. He is 181cm tall and weighs 89kg. He is sixteen years old and has just graduated from junior high school and entered high school. His hometown is in Wu-no-sato, Kyoto. There is nothing much to say about his father as he married into the family. His mother, Wu Yasha, is the head teacher of Class A, second grade, at the Imperial Sakura Girls' Academy. His grandfather, Wu Huiliyang, is a close friend of Katara Metdou, the current leader of the Dai Nippon Bank and president of the Kengankai - he was once the first generation "Metdou no Ya". If nothing unexpected happens, Wu Yi should inherit the family tradition and become a happy professional boxing fighter after completing nine years of compulsory education, leaving a legendary mark in the history of boxing. Then... fate played a little joke on him. It was indeed just a little joke. To put it simply, Chairman Sakayanagi of Koiku High School came to Wuzhili during the summer vacation and had a brief chat with his dear grandfather. I don't know the process or the details. But the result was that Wu Yi was thrown here to go to high school, and they said it was a good school with a 100% employment rate, and that any job he wanted after graduation would be assigned to him, etc. Just...when will all fighters be assigned work packages?
Or is the principal of this school Yujiro Hanma? Huh? However, since this is my grandfather's decision, there is nothing I can do. I have to just treat it as a contract. But precisely because of this, Wu Yi and other students who come to this school have different purposes. Others came here with the goal of achieving their life goals, but Wu Yi had no such idea at all. He came to this school purely for fun. If there was anything I wanted to do, it would probably be to see if I could happen to run into a childhood friend. Thinking of this, Wu Yi turned his head and looked out the window on the other side of the bus. On the sea in the distance, the outline of a huge artificial island and a long cross-sea bridge leading to the artificial island had begun to emerge. That is where Gaoyu High School, which is said to have a 100% employment rate for further studies, is located. Of course, Wu Yi himself is disdainful of the so-called "100% employment rate after further study". Not to mention why the admission rate is calculated together with the employment rate. After all, working in a factory to screw screws is also employment, and flexible employment is also employment. Right? However, as the saying goes, the human brain is a hard drive that easily demagnetizes, and the saying that the network has no memory also applies to reality. Accompanied by a quarrel coming from the front of the car, most of the passengers who were shocked by the purity of the boy in sunglasses a few seconds ago were attracted to it. "Um, could you please give up your seat for a moment?" The first person to speak was a cute girl with a plump figure and short light brown hair. Her tone was soft and sincere, and her words were very tactful. Next to her stood a hunchbacked old lady who was trembling and leaning on a cane. The person she spoke to was a tall and burly blond boy who was sitting in the love seat with his legs crossed. "After all, this is a special seat for the elderly. I think we should give priority to the elderly lady." "Oh my, pretty girl, although this is a special seat for the elderly, there is no legal obligation to give up your seat. Do I have to give up my seat just because I'm young? Haha, this is ridiculous!" Being reminded by such an angelic girl to give up his seat in public, the blond boy did not stand up immediately. Instead, he sat even more steadily, not even bothering to open his eyes, and cheerfully retorted in a deep and magnetic voice. "Even if I'm a young man, standing is more physically demanding than sitting. Why should I do such a thankless task?" "Oh haha~" Seeing that the situation was about to develop into a scene of moral condemnation, Wu Yi, who was immersed in watching the show, made a sound of watching the fun and even clapped a little. Unlike the classic Japanese light novel protagonists who believe in energy conservation and seem indifferent to everything, Wu Yi is not an energy-conscious or escapist at all. Energy saving is useless to him. He is not going to starve for ten days or half a month in the deep mountains and forests. As the saying goes, students are like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. How can they not be full of enthusiasm and curiosity about everything at this wonderful age? Especially the fights and confrontations, it’s the most fun, right? That's it! I want to see! Damn! A river of blood! In short, Happy Provocateur, yeah! Coincidentally, on the other side of the seat in the same row, a pretty girl who was also wearing a school uniform, had a plump figure, and had short shoulder-length hair with the ends dyed in gradient light purple was also watching this scene with pleasure.
"But, but I think this can be a contribution to society..." The blond boy choked hard, and the angelic and heartwarming smile on the face of the cute girl with short light brown hair gradually became a little forced. "And this old lady doesn't look too well..." "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in social contribution." The blond boy flirtatiously lifted a few strands of hair from his forehead and changed the subject, "Besides, what about the people sitting in ordinary seats besides me?" Hi, the purity is still too low. Wu Yi thought that although the two had similar painting styles, the other was obviously far inferior to the existence named "Caesar Gattuso", no... it should be said that there was no comparison at all. If Caesar Gattuso were here, he would definitely not even wait for the girl to speak. He would give up his seat the moment he saw the old woman get on the bus and invite her to take a seat with the highest etiquette. A true gentleman never only shows his grace to socialites, but is kind to all women. For example, if one day you walk out of a five-star hotel and bask in the sunshine of Monte Carlo, and suddenly see a ragged old beggar woman coming to you and asking you for money, you must not wave your hand with disdain and say go away, but immediately take out sufficient banknotes and hand them to her politely. Today’s old beggar woman might have been a famous beauty in Montellaco in her past, and today’s buck-toothed girl might become a stunning beauty like Cleopatra in the future. The nobles are people who respect beauty, and they respect all women. But then again, Caesar Gattuso doesn’t take the bus… "Um... please come and sit down." Just when the situation was about to become stagnant, a hand reached out from the back seat. It belonged to a working woman who looked somewhat older. It was unclear whether she could not bear the inner moral torment or she felt that the car would be unfit to ride if she continued like this. In any case, her tone revealed a sense of conflict. The short brown girl who was trying to argue with the blond boy just a second ago seemed to have seen a savior and bowed deeply in joy. "Thank you very much!" The situation that Wu Yi expected, where both sides would fight to the death, was instantly shattered. Tsk, boring. The bus went past one stop after another. Since the old lady had a seat, the girl with short light brown hair stopped pestering her and stood quietly, holding the handrail. The blond boy also took out a small mirror from his body and began to fix his hair in a self-absorbed manner. During this period of time, everyone entered a peaceful state. About twenty minutes later, the bus, which had cleared all the "ordinary passengers" on board, finally arrived at the last stop. It drove across the cross-sea bridge and stopped in front of the main entrance of the campus, which covers an area as large as the entire artificial island. After all, it was the end of spring break, and cherry blossoms were falling in front of the stone gate that exuded a solemn atmosphere. The cherry blossoms were drifting in the wind, mixed with the warm welcome of seniors. "All freshmen, please go to the gymnasium to attend the entrance ceremony..." There are even campus maps for distribution, probably because they are worried that freshmen will get lost on campus where they are unfamiliar with the area. Wu Yi followed the crowd and got one. After taking a quick look to determine his current location, he decisively put his hands in his pockets and walked out in the opposite direction of the gymnasium. Entrance ceremony? No dogs go!
￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥ In the original novel, they gathered in class first and then went to the entrance ceremony, but for some reason the order was reversed in the animation, so I also reversed it for the needs of the plot. Volume 2: Chapter : One red and white for everyone! When you arrive at a completely new place, the first thing you need to do is to familiarize yourself with the environment. For example, mastering every route leading to the distribution room and the monitoring room...something like that. Wu Yi has always believed this. At least from when he was on the bus looking at the artificial island across the sea just now, he found that this school was very different from every school he had known before. First of all, almost all the coastal areas of the entire island were covered with oblique protective nets, which were surrounded very tightly. For the sake of science, the so-called oblique protective net is actually similar to the protective net on a tennis court, but it is not as high as the net on a tennis court. It is at most the height of two people, and the top of the protective net is slanted outward at an angle of 45 degrees. It is generally used in military bases or prisons to prevent people outside from illegally jumping in or people inside from slipping out privately. Usually they are used in two layers, separated by a road in the middle that looks like a ring road but is actually a trench. The depth of the trench is about one and a half times the height of a person, and its length is approximately equal to the entire circumference of the facility, but there are only two or three exits. In other words, unless one's physical motor skills far exceed those of ordinary people and one can jump over two diagonal protective nets at once, once one falls down, one can basically just find a place to lie down and wait to be caught; one cannot escape. And if it is a prison or a military base, there will be thick barbed wire wrapped around the diagonal protective net... This is not the cheap stuff in the Rainbow Six game that just makes a little noise when you walk past it, slows down the enemy and can be knocked off in a few moves, but it is really a razor wire that can take away a piece of flesh and blood with just a slight scrape. If someone is even more cruel, they will even electrify the barbed wire. However, Gaoyu High School obviously cannot do such a drastic thing. At best, it has put up a diagonal protective net without any razor wire wrapped on the top. In some places, there is only one layer of protective net. To put it simply, it is protection, but not complete protection. After all, this is just a high school, and most of the students here come voluntarily. There is no need to exaggerate the issue to the level of a prison or a military base. "But then again, this awesome school has too many surveillance cameras..." Wandering in the sparsely populated campus, which is completely opposite to the gymnasium, Wu Yi kept looking around and drawing circles on the campus map in his hand, marking and writing down the location of each camera on the map. Only maps were distributed at the school gate, and the pen was something he picked up from a trash can on the road. To be precise, it's not even a pen, it's just the refill of a black fountain pen that is almost empty. However, marking the camera location doesn't require much ink, so it comes in handy at a time like this... What the hell! It should be said that the number of cameras installed in Gaoyu High School far exceeded Wu Yi's expectations. He had only walked less than two hundred meters away from the school gate, and the circled number on the map had already reached "10", which means that there was a surveillance camera every less than twenty meters. Shit, can this school give people some privacy? Don't forget, this is just a small branch road leading from the school gate, and there are already so many cameras on the road. This school is made up of two huge artificial islands. Theoretically, according to the distribution of probes, there should be relatively few branch roads like this one, because there are not many obstructions and you can see a long distance at a glance. Most of them should be indoors. I feel like... such a large map isn't big enough to mark the area. It seems that I need to prepare a larger map later. In short, mark all the camera locations that can be marked now. It’s not too late to remember the others later. There will be plenty of opportunities. This may seem like a completely unnecessary action, but in this school that doesn't seem normal in any way, it might come in handy in the future.
So the question is, how long can the entrance ceremony last? One hour? Half an hour? The answer is about the length of a class. Of course, it varies from school to school, so there is no definite answer. Wu Yi took advantage of this time to mark the locations of all the cameras along the way, and finally arrived near the gymnasium. Judging from the sounds coming from the gymnasium, the freshman representative had just finished his speech, and the school leader in charge of presiding over the meeting was asking all the freshmen to return to their respective classes in an orderly manner. If nothing unexpected happens, a large number of freshmen will pour out of the gymnasium in less than two minutes.
