I don't have ulterior motives

The high school of Chongling Middle School ended at 05:30 p.m., and it was around [-]:[-] when Jin Bei returned to school, which was the last class.In the second year of high school, Jin Bei thought he had changed his mind and studied hard. It was only because of a certain case two months ago that he missed three exams.Therefore, taking the second year of high school again this year is equivalent to an extra year of vacation in Jin Bei's mind.

With the mentality of being on vacation, Jin Bei sat down on the grass outside the teaching building, enjoying the quiet autumn afternoon, waiting to pick up his schoolbag after class.

On the left side of the teaching building, a piece of woodland used to be the school fence. Jin Bei saw a few boys fall off the fence and run towards the playground crowded together.Those few people seemed to be mixed with me in the first and second grades of high school. They probably played outside the school for a while and came back to play.Jin Bei hesitated for a second whether to go there, and finally he didn't bother to get up, and simply lay down on the ground, crossed his legs, and stared at the sky in a daze.

The second floor above the head is the classroom of Class [-], Grade [-].Jin Bei raised his head and looked at the half-open wooden window above. After a visual inspection, he felt that the window should be right next to himself and the row in front.

He suddenly wanted to throw a branch or something into it.

The sound of the teacher's lecture and the time flowed in Jin Bei's delusions. The bell for the end of get out of class rang and echoed in the campus, startling the blackbirds on the branches.

Jin Bei shook his head, stood up, rushed upstairs to get his schoolbag, and then went downstairs with laziness.

At the school gate, Jin Bei saw a familiar figure walking ahead, and turned to the right after leaving the school gate.By coincidence, he who was planning to turn left turned around and followed behind Shu Lin'an.

The person in front walked to the intersection, turned the corner, and a Bentley and the driver were waiting there.The driver respectfully opened the rear door, and Shu Linan got in.The driver went around to the driver's seat and drove away.

Jin Bei continued walking behind, thinking that the person at the front desk should be Shu Pingyuan's son.Xia Qiming went to Shu Pingyuan's house at night. The friendship between the two families should be good, but why are the children so different.Jin Bei sighed, compared to Xia Aotian, Shu Lin'an was very low-key.

Because of turning right this time, Jin Bei also missed Xia Ruoxing who would have met on the left side of the school gate.The other party was standing in front of his supercar with punctured tires, listening to his followers complaining about how the gangsters in the school got into trouble with his car.

If he had known that he would encounter such troubles, Jin Bei would not come to school the next day.

Xia Ruoxing raised her eyebrows, and stood aggressively in front of Jin Bei's desk. Jin Bei leaned against the wall, crossed his legs, crossed his arms, and leaned against the window sill helplessly.

"There's no need for compensation, and you probably won't be able to afford it either." Xia Ruoxing put his hands in his pockets and looked out of the window. His posture made Jin Bei guess whether the other party came here to find trouble or just pretend to be coercive. "It's just if Not giving you a lesson is too unreasonable."

Jin Bei didn't know at all that the guys who climbed over the wall that he saw yesterday afternoon were going to tie up other people's cars.He really didn't want to take the pot of this kind of housewarming, but Xia Ruoxing seemed to firmly recognize himself as their leader.

"Those guys are quite ignorant." Jin Bei echoed.

Xia Ruoxing snorted: "The subordinates are ignorant, isn't it the boss's problem?"

This guy is very conscious of being the boss.

Jin Bei felt that it was necessary to clarify: "You may not know that I am not their boss now. The new one, I think... I don't seem to know. After all, in a democratic and harmonious place like Chongling, how can there be It's about the boss."

Xia Ruoxing snorted again: "Is reputation so easily washed away? Don't fool me."

You just don't fool yourself.

Jin Bei smiled: "What do you want to do?"

Xia Ruoxing smiled: "What should I do? Heh, you'd better be careful before I make up my mind."

Wait, isn't this the line of the domineering president to the pure and beautiful wife? Heh, woman, be careful.Jin Bei rolled his eyes lightly.

Then he heard a clear voice from the front row: "It's just a car, Xiao Xia, if you like it so much, I'll give you a better one. Isn't your birthday coming soon?"

"Lin'an!" Xia Ruoxing suddenly turned on the mode of coquettish rolling and accusation, which caught Jin Bei a little off guard, "You don't know! This guy, someone under him punctured my car tire for no reason! It's a limited edition Centenario Roadster, and it's hard to get it of."

They all said that they were not his subordinates.

Why doesn't such a long name bite the tongue.

"Ah," Shu Linan frowned beautifully, "The Centenario's aerodynamic design is great, but the chassis is a bit low."

"what?"

"Actually, you can consider Veneno—" before Shu Linan finished speaking, the bell for class rang.

Shu Lin'an smiled: "Let's talk about it later."

Xia Ruoxing frowned, and said coldly: "For Lin'an's sake... let's talk about it next time."

For Lin'an's sake?Who didn't think about it just now?

As soon as Xia Ruoxing left, the bald math teacher entered the classroom.Jin Bei leaned forward to the side of Shu Lin'an, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your face."

Shu Linan tilted his head slightly, and said softly, "You're welcome."

This day is like a parabola, high-spirited from the beginning to the end.In the last class, as soon as the head teacher came in, he looked around the class first, and then said: "First, let me tell you that the art festival of this semester will open on October [-]th—" As soon as the words were finished, Yi Wei A group of hecklers represented by Yi applauded vigorously.

The head teacher's eyes swept over, and his voice gradually quieted down.She continued: "Each class needs to produce a program for the opening ceremony. Although the study is intense, you still have to work hard to prepare. This is related to the honor of the class." Although the old woman is very strict about learning, the big and small activities are also graded by the class. important aspect, so she pays special attention to it.

"I have discussed the specific format of the program with the squad leader and the cultural and entertainment committee members. I think drama is the best way. Music, dance, and literature can all be taken into account. There is also drama, which is easier to shine."

It is also the most troublesome, Jin Bei thought.Except for the sports meeting, class activities have never had anything to do with him. With the mentality of watching the excitement, he listened in the last row with nothing to do with himself.

"As for the script, our cultural and entertainment committee specially wrote a script. Attention everyone, it is the story on the projection. This class is open for everyone to apply for roles. The sooner we start, the more preparation time we will have."

Another burst of cheers came.Everyone watched the projection intently.The characters in the story are clichéd princesses, princes and lords, but the plot... how should I put it, doesn't seem clichéd, even subtle.

The princess of Yingying Kingdom was taken away by the devil when she was there, and imprisoned in the devil's castle.The princes went to rescue her one after another, but they were all defeated by the devil.The prince of Cuckoo Kingdom is also one of the princes who are about to set off, but unlike others, this prince has no desire to save the princess or gain glory at all. Oh no, bard musicians.But the king forced the prince to save the princess, because the princess is not only a princess, but also power, wealth and reputation.The king promised the prince that as long as he brought the princess back, he would be free to be a bard for three years.For only three years, but also the only possible three years of freedom in his life, the prince agreed, and embarked on a life-or-death journey...

Jin Bei raised his head and took a look, but he didn't have the heart to look any further, his eyes wandered around the class boredly.The girls discussed in whispers back and forth, and the boys also patted each other's shoulders and pushed their heads, encouraging each other.

Sitting on his right, Wei Yi poked Jin Bei's waist: "Hey, I think the role of Demon King is quite suitable for you."

"How does it fit?"

"Look, kidnapping the princess, doing whatever you want, changing the weather, and finally dying for a strange reason..."

"It's not suitable for me just to die for a strange reason in the end!"

Jin Bei punched him, raised his head and looked at the plot again, he skipped the middle content and went straight to the end.

Attracted by the sound of the zither, the Demon King left the castle and walked into the Valley of the Sky.The person who got in there never came back, but he was the Demon King, so maybe it would be different.

Instead of taking the princess back, the prince took his harp and disappeared into the world.

No one knows where he went, there are rumors that he is wandering on the edge of the land, there are rumors that he also went to the Valley of the Sky, there are rumors that there has never been a prince, the devil just left under the trick of the princess The castle, then, the princess becomes the queen of the castle.

"Valley of the Sky... what is it..." He didn't want to go to that kind of place.

"It's the realm of poetry and music." Wei Yi explained solemnly, "The devil went there to find the ingredients for the prince's music. The thing that's missing from the prince's harp."

"For the prince?"

"That's right. Surprised or not? This is a story similar to Boya Ziqi." The girl in the front row of Wei Yi turned around and said.

"It feels different. The theme of Boya Ziqi's story is friendship, and the theme of this... should be freedom." Shu Linan also turned his head and said.

Jin Bei raised his eyebrows and looked at Shu Lin'an.

"Hey, why?" the girl asked.

Shu Lin'an smiled: "I can't tell, it's just a feeling." But Jin Bei felt that he was too lazy to explain.

"I don't quite understand. The prince agreed to save the princess just to be a bard for three years? Such a big risk... Wouldn't it be better to just leave? If you go to another country, how far can the king manage?" Jin Bei pouted.

Wei Yi nodded in agreement.

"Maybe it's because of fear." Shu Lin'an replied, "He can't let go of the kingdom, but also wants the dream of a bard, so he has to compromise first, in exchange for a short-term best of both worlds. For him, giving up the so far The identity of a prince who constitutes a part of his self is more terrifying than the unknown castle of the devil king in front of him." Shu Lin settled down for a while, and added, "But his kingdom and the perfection of his music cannot coexist, so he doesn't want to If you give up the princess, you won't be able to complete his zither."

Wei Yi stared blankly at Shu Lin'an: "If the teacher in charge hadn't said it, I would have thought you wrote the script."

"It may also be different from the author's meaning." Shu Lin'an smiled, "The person who explains it is after all explaining his own thoughts. Maybe others will think this is a feminist story, where the prince and the devil are engaged in a meaningless struggle. In the end the struggle vanished into absurdity and the princess gained power..."

"No, I think what you said is quite reasonable." Jin Bei said to Shu Lin'an, "It's just my words, if you want to become a bard, then go, who cares what princess."

Shu Lin'an looked at him, then bent his eyes again after a long while: "That's right. But if you are a prince, you have to go through a trial of the devil king."

Jin Bei nodded: "That's pretty good, at least get a friend."

"Yes."

After Shu Lin'an turned around, Jin Bei asked Wei Yi quietly: "Well, isn't his Chinese very good?"

"Nonsense, he is the representative of the Chinese class."

After 10 minutes, casting begins.Those who want to participate apply to the entertainment committee, and the entertainment committee interviews with the squad leader and audience judges.Speaking of interviews, in fact, not many people signed up. Some roles, such as witches and blacksmiths, seem to need to be recruited to play.

Shu Lin'an was dragged away by a beautiful girl.Li Yayan stood in front of Shu Lin'an's desk, tilted his head and asked cutely: "Lin'an, I think you are very suitable to play the prince, do you want to try?"

In all fairness, Jin Bei also thinks that he is very suitable. Based on his interpretation just now, he has a deep understanding of the characters.

"Need not--"

Before he could say the words, the girl grabbed his arm: "Let's go, there are not many people auditioning, so let's support Xiaojing." Xiaojing is Zhou Jing, the entertainment committee member, and she is in the open space behind the classroom Surrounded by a group of people, it seems that there is no need to hold the field.

Shu Lin'an didn't refuse, stood up and walked away with her indifferently.

Jin Bei was a little curious about how he would act, so he followed.

The author has something to say:

Xia Ruoxing: That is the limited edition Centenario Roads——

Jin Bei: (Such a long name is really hard for you not to bite your tongue.)

Xia Ruoxing: Oh my god, it hurts so much!

Jin Bei: ...