Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 46 The Butterfly Dream of Zhuangzi (Part 1)

"Yang Jian! Wake up! Come help me move this!"
Wang Shanshan was carrying a tall stack of test papers and staggering into the classroom.

He opened his eyes in a daze, his entire left arm was numb from being pressed down, and he lost feeling for a moment. He could only slump on the table and stare blankly at Wang Shanshan.

Seeing Yang Jian's dazed expression, Wang Shanshan said, "Did you dream of ghosts? Come and help me!"

"Wang Shanshan, let me help you." Fang Jing walked up from the back row and was about to take the test paper from her hand.

Wang Shanshan immediately retorted with disdain, "Get out of here!"

Turning to Yang Jian, he said, "Yang Jian, when the teacher comes, quickly help me hand out the papers!"

"Oh, here we come."

Yang Jian stood up, took the test paper from Wang Shanshan, and felt a cool sensation in his hand.

These exam papers look like they were made of human skin.

Yang Jian shook his head vigorously, wondering what he was thinking.

After helping Wang Shanshan hand out the test papers, Yang Jian sat back down in his seat, propped his chin up, and stared blankly out the window.

He was wondering when school would end.

Ring ring... Ring ring...
The class bell rang.

The students who were playing and laughing in the corridor immediately returned to their desks and sat down, waiting for the teacher to arrive.

"Hey, did you hear? A new teacher came today."

"I heard about it. The other day I went to the principal's office to get water. I think they were talking about some of the top ten outstanding rural teachers."

"They're here, they're here, don't say anything."

The classroom fell silent instantly, everyone staring at the figure in the corridor.

"dong dong dong"

After knocking three times on the classroom door, a middle-aged man walked in.

He was dressed in a Zhongshan suit and had a serious expression.

The man turned around and wrote three large characters on the blackboard.

"Zhang Xianguang".

The man named Zhang Xianguang was very efficient and didn't waste any time. After a brief self-introduction, he began calling out the students' names one by one.

"Yang Jian".

No one stood up in the classroom. Yang Jian was looking out the window, pondering the dream he had just had.

Zhang Xianguang's voice rose a few decibels.

"Yang Jian!"

A classmate behind Yang Jian quietly reached out and nudged him in the back.

"Hey Yang Jian, I'm talking to you!"

"Huh?!" Yang Jian immediately stood up.

"arrive!!"

Yang Jian's actions caused the whole class to burst into laughter.

"Yang Jian, did you really dream of a ghost? You look like your soul has been stolen away."

"She might even be a female ghost."

Zhang Xianguang tapped the blackboard.

"Please be quiet, everyone."

He continued calling out names.

"Zhang Wei."

This time, everyone looked at the desk next to Yang Jian, which was Zhang Wei's seat, but it was now empty.

Zhang Xianguang's voice rose a few decibels.

"Zhang Wei!"

"Here!!!"

Zhang Wei's pig-like screams came from the back door of the classroom.

Everyone looked toward the source of the sound. Zhang Wei had a bag of bread in his mouth, a bottle of yogurt in his left hand, a schoolbag in his right hand, and bruises on his face.

He said breathlessly, "Hello, teacher! I was just helping an old lady cross the road to do a good deed! But suddenly a dog jumped out and chased after me! I accidentally fell into a ditch! That's why I'm late!"

"Hahaha, Zhang Wei, did you step in dog poop? That's why you're being chased by a dog."

Everyone in the classroom immediately burst into laughter.

Zhang Wei blushed and said, "I was helping the old lady cross the road!"

"Alright, this is the last time. Go back to your seat."

"Good teacher!"

Zhang Wei, with a piece of bread in his mouth, darted to his seat and tossed it to Yang Jian. "Yang Jian, what's wrong with you? You said you'd wait for me to finish pooping, why did you run off?"

Yang Jian turned his head and said, "You wouldn't be holding this bread in your mouth while you're taking a dump, would you?"

"How can it be."

Zhang Wei took out his book and continued speaking.

"That bag you're holding is one I just bought."

"What about my original bag?"

"I ate it while I was taking a dump."

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Zhang Xianguang put down the chalk in his hand.

"Alright, students, that's all for today. Go home and review what I've taught today. I'll be doing random checks tomorrow."

After saying that, Zhang Xianguang took his textbook and walked out of the classroom.

"School's finally over."

Zhang Wei stretched; he had slept very well during the class.

"Zhao Lei! Liu Qi! Want to go to an internet cafe and play some games together?"

Zhao Lei waved his hand and said, "You guys go ahead. The college entrance exam is coming up soon, and we've changed our homeroom teacher again. I plan to go home and study hard."

Liu Qi, carrying his schoolbag, also said, "Yes, I feel a lot of pressure. I need to go home and study for a while."

Zhang Wei scoffed, "If you're just trying to cram at the last minute, then Yang Jian and I will go."

"Come on, Yang Jian, what are you standing there for?"

Zhang Wei noticed that Yang Jian was staring at the blackboard. Looking at the blackboard, he saw that it contained the content of Zhang Xianguang's lecture. Yang Jian had fallen asleep and hadn't listened at all.

The strong, vigorous chalk writing filled the entire blackboard.

"What is this?"

Zhang Wei read out one of the sentences.

"When faced with paranormal events, some things don't need to be tested. If something feels wrong, then something is wrong. Intuition is a harbinger, and details are the answer."

"Anything can happen. Sometimes you can't trust your memory, follow your instincts, and explore the root of this paranormal event."

"What the hell is this? It's a complete mess."

Zhang Wei nudged Yang Jian, who was still in a daze.

"Hey! Let's go!"

Yang Jian raised his head, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

"What's wrong... Zhang Wei?"

"Let's go to an internet cafe!"

The two walked through the Buddha statue in the center of the school and exited the school gate.

"Hey! Yang Jian!"

A woman's voice came from behind me.

Yang Jian and Zhang Wei turned around and saw a girl with a ponytail running up to them.

Yang Jian asked, "What's wrong, Miao Xiaoshan?"

Miao Xiaoshan pointed her finger at his forehead and said, "You've been spacing out all day. You must not have remembered the points the teacher taught in class. Here, take this."

Miao Xiaoshan took a yellowed notebook out of her schoolbag and handed it to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian touched the thick notebook; it felt heavy, and he had a feeling he had seen it somewhere before.

"what is this?"

Miao Xiaoshan put her hands behind her back, her cheeks flushed, and said, "These are my notes. I wrote down everything that Teacher Zhang talked about in class today."

She turned around and ran onto a bus, then looked back at Yang Jian and said...

"Yang Jian, study hard, we're going to go to the same university!"

Zhang Wei picked his nose.

"Do you owe her money? She won't leave you alone even when you're in college."

"No."

"Don't hide anything from me. Even though I'm usually dirt poor, I can still pay off your small debts of a few million."

"No, it's not Ah Wei. I feel really unwell today. I want to go home and get some sleep."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he walked towards home. He felt completely dazed and just wanted to lie down in bed and get a good night's sleep.

"Huh?! None of you are going? What should I do? Maybe I should go and study for a while too."

(End of this chapter)