Rebooting 60, let's go on a rampage with the orange cat!

As time went by, preparations for the school's autumn sports meet opening ceremony were in full swing. In addition to rehearsing their morning exercises, each class also had to put on a performance. The homeroom teacher, Ms. Cai, had encouraged the class several times. Several students volunteered to sing, but Ms. Cai felt that it lacked originality and momentum. As for a group performance, there wasn't enough time, so no one volunteered to take on the main role on their own.

During a physical education class in the afternoon, just as the students were about to rush out of the classroom, Teacher Cai walked in with a chill in her air and said indifferently, "The physical education teacher has something to do today, so I'll substitute for the class."

The students slumped in their seats like deflated balloons, lamenting. Excuses, all excuses. The students, who had long seen through the excuses, dared not argue back under the tyrannical power of their homeroom teacher.

Lin Shaoyi stood up and said, "Report: The slogan for the drill formation hasn't been chosen yet. Currently, there are two tied votes."

Teacher Cai frowned and asked, "Which two sentences?"

"Class One, Class One, extraordinary! Forge ahead bravely and make a name for ourselves!" As soon as Lin Shaoyi uttered the first line, the students immediately joined in with the second:

"The east wind blows, the war drums beat, who are we afraid of?"

The students couldn't help but clap and cheer, but Teacher Cai was also in a dilemma, not wanting to part with them.

Later, she decided that during the drill competition, when the sports committee member, Lin Shaoyi, and her class passed in front of the judges' platform, they would give the command: "Ready, set, go!" Everyone shout together: "Class One, Class One, extraordinary! Charge forward, give it your all!" After this, Lin Shaoyi would start another eight-beat count, the last four beats of which would be: "5, 6, 7, 8!" Then she would join her classmates in shouting: "The east wind blows, the war drums beat, who are we afraid of, Class One?" This would be repeated in a loop.

The students were overjoyed, enjoying the feeling of leaving no room for other classes to compete... Anyway, we'll shout first, and if any other classes use the same slogan, we'll have to change it quickly~~~ They cheered so enthusiastically that they attracted the teachers from the next class to peek out the window, but they left after seeing that there were teachers there.

Seeing this, Teacher Cai flew into a rage in the classroom, slammed her hand on the podium, and said, "Look at yourselves! Do you still look like successors of socialism? You have no spirit at all! Time is tight and the task is heavy. There are only two days left in the countdown. Why haven't you decided on your programs yet?"

The classroom immediately fell silent; you could hear a pin drop. The sports committee member, Lin Shaoyi, timidly raised her hand: "How about our class sing a group song?"

"There's no time to rehearse!" Teacher Cai vetoed the idea: "Other classes already have programs; we can't repeat them."

She said earnestly, "This is a sports meet, not a cultural performance. We need to have spirit and momentum. The class I teach has always been an outstanding class in the grade. Every year, our students strive to be number one in all school activities. They are not only top in academics, but also excel in moral character, intelligence, physical fitness, and aesthetics. Is your class the worst I've ever taught? Are you so hard to manage?"

Seeing that her classmates had all lowered their heads, she glanced around and simply called on Shi Huai'an to encourage him, saying, "You're the youngest in our class. If you go up there, you'll be a highlight. This autumn sports meet, district leaders will be coming to inspect. Have you thought about winning honor for the class?"

Shi Huai'an was taken aback. Could she say she didn't want to? She didn't dare, but… she hesitated and whispered, "I'm afraid I… lack the necessary presence…"

Teacher Cai was definitely targeting a specific issue. She bluntly asked, "Didn't you write 'martial arts' in the 'special skills' section of your application form for skipping a grade? Did you forget about it after you skipped the grade? Which martial arts style are you practicing now? Have you participated in any competitions?"

Shi Huai'an was dumbfounded. This... didn't he not know what to fill in for the special skills section of the application form? He couldn't very well write "cooking" or "taking care of children," could he?

The students quieted down and turned their attention to Shi Huai'an, their expressions filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Shi Huai'an replied, "I haven't participated in any competitions or performances. I just learned some martial arts from my master along the riverbank, but... I only practiced for a few months... so I'm not very professional!"

"Then come up here and perform your best piece," Teacher Cai pressed on relentlessly. She was anxious; the performance wasn't even decided yet! She'd been incredibly busy lately, giving classroom demonstrations at other schools, leaving no time for rehearsals with her own class. Other classes had already registered.

She looked at the program schedule and saw that one class had signed up for stick fighting. This suddenly reminded her that Shi Huai'an had also listed martial arts as his specialty. Why not give it a try? Maybe it would be a pleasant surprise. If it didn't work out, she would think of another way.

She is a very career-driven teacher who is always decisive and gets things done quickly, which put Shi Huai'an under a lot of pressure.

Because of her young age and relatively small stature compared to others at school, Shi Huai'an was often provoked by older students. She thought: if she participated in the martial arts performance at the opening ceremony, she could intimidate these people and save herself a lot of trouble—why not? The best strategy is to subdue the enemy without fighting; isn't that brilliant!

Since Teacher Cai has already called her name, she can't be allowed to leave empty-handed. Otherwise, would she still be able to stay in her class? Huai'an took a deep breath. She wasn't the timid and stage-frightened person that others thought she was. In her previous life, she often performed with the square dance team at nursing homes, and she also often sang solos or duets of operas like Yue Opera and Huangmei Opera. She was really not afraid!

She glanced at the empty space behind the three-foot-high platform and said rationally, "This place is too small; we can't really show off our skills."

Seeing that things were looking promising, Teacher Cai thought to herself: "This young girl has gained a new perspective and a new aura; even her tone is different now." She glanced at the watch on her wrist, waved her hand, and said, "Everyone, gather on the playground in five minutes."

Upon hearing this, the students immediately surged out of the classroom in a massive, overwhelming rush.

Upon arriving at the open space on the playground, Shi Huai'an first spoke with Teacher Cai, then stood in the middle of the open space, took a deep breath, slowly raised his hands, gently touched his toes with force, and began to gracefully practice Tai Chi.

Every movement of hers was so fluid and natural, each move displaying a unique charm. Her movements were both soft and strong, full of power, as if every swing and stretch could cause the air to vibrate.

Her body was like a spring, able to stretch and contract freely, sometimes light and agile, like willow catkins in a breeze; sometimes strong and powerful, like green bamboo in a strong wind.

Her eyes were incredibly firm and piercing, like two sharp arrows shooting straight ahead, as if fiercely battling an unseen adversary. The gentle sunlight bathed her in a golden glow, making her radiate a dazzling and mesmerizing light.

At this moment, she was like a graceful crane, swinging her fists and kicks freely in the warm sunlight. Her moves were as smooth and fluid as flowing water, without the slightest sense of hesitation. From the start to the finish, she completed the movements in one go, which made people cheer and applaud, attracting the attention of students from other classes on the playground.

Zhong Hanzhe, standing to the side, stared in disbelief, completely stunned. Was this spirited and confident woman before him really the same fragile and vulnerable woman he had always known?

She used to be quite adept at housework, keeping the house in perfect order. However, in his presence, she was always timid and submissive, even deliberately trying to please and flatter him. She was gentle and considerate to everyone, never complaining no matter how hard or tiring it was.

But now... looking at her in front of him, Zhong Hanzhe couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Could he still win her heart when she was seventeen, just like in his previous life? He felt a deep, unexpected sense of crisis. Was Huai'an too outstanding now? Was the distance between them widening as it had in his previous life?

After Shi Huai'an finished his ritual, he stood firmly in place, as calm and majestic as a mountain. In that instant, the teachers and students seemed to be shaken by an invisible force, and then thunderous applause erupted! The applause was like a surging wave, one wave higher than the next, and the whole scene instantly boiled over.

Teacher Cai was overjoyed, repeatedly exclaiming her unexpected delight, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

She strode up to Shi Huai'an, her voice trembling with excitement: "Oh my, I really didn't expect it! Our class has such a shining gem hidden away; he was almost overlooked! Child, do you have any martial arts attire? If not, I'll go borrow one for you right away. I'm determined to make you shine on stage! Also, besides this set of fist techniques, can you handle weapons like swords? I think if you could also do a spectacular swordplay performance, it would definitely attract even more attention from the audience! And if we added some difficulty to the movements, like some high-difficulty spins and jumps, it would surely amaze everyone!"

Teacher Cai became increasingly excited as she spoke, completely immersed in her meticulously designed performance, seemingly already envisioning Shi Huai'an's stunning performance at the opening ceremony. Faced with her teacher's enthusiastic suggestion and expectations, Shi Huai'an, though somewhat reluctant, obediently nodded, indicating her willingness to follow her teacher's arrangements. Finally, she told her teacher that on the day of the opening ceremony, she could borrow a precious sword from her master and then demonstrate a set of Tai Chi swordplay for everyone.

After intense discussions and decision-making, the matter was finally settled. The long-awaited autumn sports meet opened grandly on September 18th as originally planned. On that day, the sky was a clear, bright blue, and the sun shone brightly and warmly, as if it had been specially sprinkled with golden light for this grand event.

A lively atmosphere filled the campus, with teachers and students all in high spirits and full of enthusiasm. They arrived at the playground early to set up the venue and prepare props, and everyone was busy and having a great time.

As the opening ceremony officially began, the atmosphere instantly ignited. Accompanied by rousing drum music, Class 1 of Grade 7 marched in in neat formation. The students, with vigorous strides, shouted their resounding slogans in turn: "Class 1, Class 1, extraordinary! Forge ahead bravely and make a name for ourselves!"... "The east wind blows, the war drums beat, who are we afraid of?"...

As the procession reached the platform, a small figure caught everyone's attention—it was Huai'an. She was positioned at the back of the line. After shouting the slogans and completing the formation, she rose from the ranks, clutching a borrowed sword tightly in her hand. The blade gleamed coldly, sending chills down everyone's spine. She wore a similarly borrowed white jacket, and her two small braids gave her a lively and playful appearance.

As her classmates chanted rhythmically, Huai'an moved with the grace of a dragon emerging from the sea, beginning to perform a set of exquisite Tai Chi swordplay. Her movements were fluid and graceful, combining strength and gentleness, each move containing boundless power and charm. Despite her young age, Huai'an exuded an extraordinary aura on stage, her confidence and composure leaving everyone in awe.

For a moment, the entire venue fell silent, everyone captivated by Huai'an's brilliant performance. A instant later, thunderous applause and cheers erupted, engulfing the entire campus. Teacher Cai was immensely proud of her unexpected arrangement and filled with pride for winning first prize in the marching competition.

At the start of the school sports meet, the entire campus was immersed in a lively atmosphere, but unexpectedly, a series of farcical incidents occurred one after another, making people laugh so hard they almost fell over.

Let's start with the high jump competition. A tall, confident boy stepped onto the field. He took his run-up, jumped—a fluid motion—but just as he was about to clear the bar, somehow his foot twisted, and he kicked the high jump bar away. And that wasn't all; the kicked bar arced through the air and slammed squarely into the adjacent pole. At that moment, the teacher, who was focused on ensuring the students' safety, was completely oblivious to the action and had no time to dodge. With a loud "bang," the bar struck the teacher squarely on the forehead. The teacher was stunned by the sudden blow, his face a picture of bewilderment, probably wondering: "What did I do to deserve this?" The boy who caused the trouble, seeing the chaos he had created, turned deathly pale, undoubtedly panicked and unsure how to salvage the situation.

The farce had barely subsided when another mishap occurred during the next high jump competition. This time, a different boy took the field. Perhaps driven by his eagerness to win, he sprinted too fast during the final burst, completely losing control of his body after takeoff. As a result, he hurtled straight into the crowd of spectators like a cannonball. Coincidentally, a girl was sitting there engrossed in watching, completely unaware of the impending danger. In the blink of an eye, the boy landed heavily on top of her. For a moment, time seemed to freeze, and everyone around was stunned. The girl was terrified by the sudden weight, while the boy awkwardly scrambled off her, repeatedly apologizing. The scene was incredibly embarrassing, and the crowd erupted in laughter, filling the entire arena with a joyful atmosphere.