Me and My Two Bosses' Systems

"Interstellar Literature Exchange Group? When did I join this group?" Li Xingyu looked at the constantly updated group chat with a puzzled expression.

A quick glance down revealed quite a few messages about Qin Fengshi.

Ignoring the chat group, Li Xingyu first opened her chat with Qin Fengshi:

Grandpa: {Little Feather, your Grandpa Shuwen and I just glanced at your annotations, and we didn't quite understand some of the words and meanings.}

Grandpa: {They originally wanted to communicate with you directly, but knowing you don't like communicating with large groups, they wanted me to help connect them and create a group chat.}

Grandpa: {Little Feather? Are you admiring the scenery?}

Grandpa: {I'll add you to our literary exchange group first. Don't worry, they all agree with you.}

Grandpa: {Little Feather, feel free to express your thoughts. Grandpa's here for you no matter what.}

Looking at the series of messages Qin Fengshi sent, Li Xingyu sorted things out, asked Zishu to reply with "Okay, thank you, Grandpa," and then went to check the messages in the chat group.

Instead of scrolling through the comments to see what messages had been posted, Li Xingyu first opened the member list.

First, we need to see who's in this group. Although we want to speak freely, we still need to carefully consider our tone and wording, especially the nuances of the meanings in the annotations.

"..." Looking at the long list of names on the member list, Li Xingyu fell silent.

As expected of the group's name, it includes people from various races who have made achievements in literature; any one of them is either featured in a textbook or written in a textbook.

Those who compile textbooks, the authors of the articles in textbooks, the subjects of the articles in textbooks...

Everything is available.

Looking at these names that were all too familiar, Li Xingyu suddenly felt an instinctive fear of her teacher.

Then she thought again, now she can be a teacher, but at the same time she is a student.

Ok……

I'm still a little afraid of teachers, though I don't know why.

Despite Li Xingyu's outstanding academic performance and discipline, and the kindness and friendliness of every teacher, she still felt a certain reluctance to face the teachers directly.

Li Xingyu listed this as a fear of teachers that is etched into the DNA of Chinese people.

Hey! Please don't try to engrave everything into your DNA.

Li Xingyu's palms were sweating, and she stopped peeling the lotus pods.

After glancing at the nearly peeled lotus pods, Li Xingyu took a deep breath to compose herself, wiped her hands, and began climbing the stairs to find out what had just happened.

The messages can be basically divided into two categories: greetings and welcomes, and questions about the marked items.

The atmosphere in the group was relaxed and lively, because everyone there was a scholar and a writer, and their vocabulary had both racial characteristics and distinct personal styles.

Of course, whether these characteristics and features are unique to this race is debatable.

After getting a general understanding of the basic information, Li Xingyu began to speak in the group:

Li Xingyu: {Hello everyone, I'm Li Xingyu. It's a pleasure to meet you all.}

Li Xingyu: {I was a little caught off guard just now, my apologies.}

Li Xingyu: {Regarding the annotations in the "Anthology of Classical Chinese Poetry," everyone's questions have their own unique characteristics and focuses, so it's not convenient for me to reply to each one individually right now.}

Li Xingyu: {Could you teachers please give me a little time to collect the questions, and then we can answer them together at a later time, or should we hold an online meeting?}

Li Xingyu changed her nickname as soon as she finished checking the group members. She could be lazy and not change the nicknames for family and friends, but she should pay more attention to more formal and serious groups like this.

Moreover, Li Xingyu only realized after looking at the group members that several of them were teachers she was about to become, and her heart sank.

I have a feeling that my school life will become much more colorful and exciting from now on.

Li Xingyu wore a relaxed and gentle smile on her face, but in her heart she wore a mask of pain.

"Waaaaah, I feel like these teachers must have a pretty strong impression of me. I have this constant feeling of pressure about being called on in class. Waaaaah..." Li Xingyu wailed inwardly, her expression unchanged as she looked at the messages in the group chat.

Although she didn't think she would be unable to answer the teachers' questions, Li Xingyu just didn't want to attract too much attention in class, which was something she really couldn't accept.

Not all members of the group are out of touch with the news or hopelessly addicted to literature. Many of them know about Li Xingyu's current situation, and a considerable number are even watching her live streams.

Li Xingyu had taken this into account, which is why she didn't show any particular emotions or expressions on her face.

Died young.

The changes in these emotions and moods couldn't have happened faster than they happened.

Li Xingyu was exhausted, but she didn't show it on her face.

Seeing a group of big shots discussing when to hold a video conference, Li Xingyu said, "Whatever makes you happy."

Most people should already know Li Xingyu's upcoming schedule and have tried to choose a time when everyone is relatively together tomorrow, around 10 a.m.

Since most members in the group have teaching responsibilities, they need to be mindful of the class schedule.

In most schools in the interstellar world, early morning and morning are generally good times for physical training and knowledge memorization.

The second class starts at 10 a.m. There are a few more other courses scheduled at this time, which gives the teachers in charge of cultural courses a chance to listen to the lecture.

Looking at the literary giants in the group chat discussing things like elementary school students on a spring outing, Li Xingyu couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

Listening to lectures, giving lectures...

There's always a sense of unease when these words come out of their mouths, isn't there, teachers?

You don't have to be so modest, I'm scared!

Although her knowledge has indeed become richer, she is truly unworthy of the title of "teacher" and the humility shown by the teachers.

But Li Xingyu felt inexplicably comfortable; my teachers call me teacher.

But how am I supposed to use this title at school?

But they call me teacher.

Haha, I'm so happy.

Li Xingyu looked at the messages in the group chat with a subtle expression, secretly pleased.

Seeing that the big shots had already set the time, Li Xingyu said no problem, she would be prepared.

After saying goodbye to the teachers, Li Xingyu put away his personal computer and took the hovering ball outside for a spin.

'This hovering ball can also be used as a drone to some extent,' Li Xingyu thought to himself as he manipulated his hovering ball.

From the snippets of messages in the group, Li Xingyu deduced that quite a few people in the group were watching her live stream, and a strange sense of pressure began to rise within her.

The scenery outside is so beautiful!

Watch more, watch more.

Aside from Xinghe and Tianshu, who don't have to go to school, Liyue and the others seemed to be seriously peeling lotus seeds, but their hearts were actually in their throats.

Among the group members who sent the messages, many were household names, and many others were people who had taught them or were about to teach them.

All I can say is that this was a truly exhilarating spectacle.

As they watched the levitating sphere fly out of the cabin, Li Xingyu and Li Yue breathed a sigh of relief in unison and then relaxed.

The Milky Way and the Heavenly Pivot attracted attention.

"It's nothing, it's just that the thought of our teacher being among the group members just now makes me inexplicably nervous." Noticing Xinghe and Tianshu's puzzled and worried looks, Li Xingyu picked up a green lotus seed and played with it.

Li Yue and the others nodded in agreement, their faces showing a sense of relief.

So that's why I get nervous whenever I see a teacher!

They are all excellent students in both character and academics.

But I just can't control my instincts, which seem to be etched into my bones.

It's truly exhausting for people of all kinds, including foxes, demons, mermaids, vampires, elves, angels, and dragons.

"Pfft~ Alright, they are all respectable writers and educators, and they are not as strict and scary as you imagine. Little Feather, here." Xinghe was amused by Li Xingyu and the others, and placed a small dish of peeled and cored white lotus seeds in front of Li Xingyu.

"Hmm? Thank you, Xinghe. It's not that I'm afraid of them, it's just that I feel inexplicably nervous." Li Xingyu looked at the peeled lotus seeds that Xinghe handed over, wearing disposable gloves, hesitated for a moment, then took them and placed them in front of her.

Listening to Li Xingyu's mumbled explanation, Li Yue and the others looked on with agreement and thoughtful expressions.

As for what he's thinking about?

That's probably something only the person in question knows.

Li Xingyu had just finished peeling the lotus seeds out of the lotus pod when she turned her attention to the literature exchange group.

Xinghe and Tianshu had already started eating, but Li Xingyu still had a small dish of green lotus seeds in front of her. The two exchanged a glance, put on gloves, and peeled a small dish of lotus seeds.

Knowing that Li Xingyu didn't like hard work, the two of them worked together to peel out the lotus seed cores. There's still a small pile of lotus seed cores on the small wooden table in the cabin.

During Li Xingyu's last live stream when she was cooking with lotus as an ingredient, she had already mentioned the function of lotus seed cores, and Xinghe and the others had all taken notes.

There's no harm in hoarding useful things; they have plenty of room to store them.

Moreover, Li Xingyu wasn't the only one present who disliked hardship.

Looking at the unpeeled lotus seeds in front of her and the lotus seeds that Xinghe and the others had peeled, Li Xingyu pushed her unpeeled seeds to the middle of the small table, and then happily put the tender and juicy lotus seeds into her mouth.

Li Xingyu ate the peeled lotus seeds while giving Xinghe and the others a bright smile.

Xinghe's inner voice echoed in Li Xingyu's heart again, but after this period of adjustment and adaptation, Li Xingyu was able to deal with it calmly on the surface.

However, one could still discern a few clues from the way Li Xingyu looked at Xinghe, his eyes practically overflowing with laughter.

The leisurely and pleasant afternoon passed by amidst everyone's laughter and afternoon tea.

Li Xingyu and the others looked at the brilliant sunset on the horizon, their eyes sparkling, the light and shadow clearly visible within.

"Little Feather, you're here too?" Delas's cheerful voice reached Li Xingyu's ears.

Turning around to look at the sound, Li Manzhou and Li Qingyue's boats also came closer.

"You stand on the bridge admiring the scenery, while someone in a building admires you. The bright moon adorns your window, and you adorn someone else's dream." (From "Fragment" by modern poet Bian Zhilin)

"Great-grandmother, great-grandfather, grandmother, grandfather... It seems you had a leisurely and pleasant afternoon." Li Xingyu looked at Li Manzhou and the others, who were standing by the boat with smiles on their faces, and couldn't help but recite a line of modern poetry that she used to love.

"Yes, it's all thanks to Little Feather, otherwise today wouldn't have been so wonderful."

"What was that passage that Xiao Yu Mao just read? Although the rhyme and layout are different from classical poetry, it seems to have its own unique characteristics." Upon hearing Li Xing Yu's words, Li Man Zhou first responded with a smile before voicing her doubts.

The others were also sharp-eared and sharp-eyed. Although Li Xingyu's voice was not very loud when reciting the modern poem, and it even sounded a bit like he was muttering to himself, Li Manzhou and the others heard every single word.

"Hmm? This is modern poetry, or more accurately, a type of poetry that originated on Earth in the 20th century, though it can be traced back to the late Qing Dynasty."

"I just read two lines from the modern poem 'Fragment' by the modern poet Bian Zhilin." Li Xingyu thought she had spoken very softly, but to her surprise, Li Manzhou and the others heard her clearly. She paused for a moment before introducing herself to them.

"Is this another new type of poetry? No, I feel like I've seen it somewhere before?" Qin Fengshi pulled Li Xingyu into the literature exchange group, observed the situation for a while, and then stopped paying attention to it.

Why make things difficult for yourself during a perfectly good picnic time?

It's all those impatient monkeys' fault, otherwise we could have had even more fun today.

Qin Fengshi mentally complained about his impatient "friends" while his mind kept trying to recall where he had seen this modern poem before.

Where exactly is it?

"l cannot choose the best. The best chooses me.

I cannot choose the best. The best chooses me. (PS: Excerpt from Tagore's Stray Birds) The elegant, gorgeous, and melodious vampire and interstellar languages ​​flowed from Li Xingyu's mouth.

As Qin Fengshi looked on with sudden realization, the gazes of Deras, Cain, and Edward (one of Li Xingyu's second grandfathers) also focused on Li Xingyu.

"Selected from Tagore's 'Stray Birds,' although strictly speaking it is not a modern poem, but rather a poem whose style is closer to modernism."

"But I think you're all more familiar with it, so it'll be a little easier for me to explain." Li Xingyu shrugged indifferently, with three floating spheres above her and a crowd of people staring at her.

"Modern poetry is free in form and rich in meaning. Compared with ancient poetry, which is "gentle and kind, sad but not resentful", it emphasizes freedom, openness and direct statement and conduct, and communication between the "perceptible and the imperceptible".

This is just what some memories in my mind tell me; I'm not entirely sure what it means.

However, modern poetry is written in interstellar language, and I think the teachers in these groups are more proficient in it than I am.” Li Xingyu shared what he knew about the characteristics of modern poetry, regardless of whether Qin Fengshi and the big shots in the live stream could understand it.

Anyway, Li Xingyu didn't understand, so why did she remember it so vividly?