Chapter 153. Sagoru
Arc 6 : Sci-fi Rom-com Movie Nightmare
The cafeteria Ayi had already prepared the porridge and steamed buns. After Du Yan swiped his card, he walked away with his dishes and found a seat to sit down and eat breakfast.
Halfway through the meal, Du Yan was still immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice the changes around him.
A boy appeared, sat down opposite and clapped his palm in front of Du Yan.
Du Yan looked up and saw the face of one of his roommates, Zhao Hailiang. The two people next to him, the dark and fat one was Cao Sheng, and the tall and thin one was Wang Zhicheng.
He felt a little strange again. These were obviously roommates who he lived with day and night, yet it took him a while to match their faces with their names.
Before Du Yan could figure out what was going on, Zhao Hailiang raised his eyebrows and asked.
“Where’s our breakfast?”
Du Yan glanced at him and pointed in the direction of the window.
Wang Zhicheng saw this and said: “What do you mean? The food hasn’t been served, and you’re already eating before bringing it over?”
Du Yan finally spoke up and said: “Go buy it yourself at the window.”
Zhao Hailiang blinked, not understanding Du Yan’s meaning for a moment, because the boy in front of him always looked submissive. Ask him to buy breakfast, he would buy breakfast, ask him to take out the trash, he would take out the trash, and he would never complain.
Du Yan glanced at him and continued to eat breakfast.
Zhao Hailiang inexplicably read from his eyes that his intelligence was despised. He slammed the table and stood up, saying loudly: “Du Yan, you are getting too bold, eh? It’s been too long since LaoZi has taught you a lesson?”
Du Yan finished the last bite of breakfast and stood up: “Are you sure you want to beat someone up in a place like the school cafeteria? Yuan Xiaotong from the next class is about five meters behind you and is looking up at you now.”
When Zhao Hailiang heard this, he put his raised fist back awkwardly. He turned around with an awkward smile and pretended nothing had happened.
Yuan Xiaotong was Zhao Hailiang’s goddess. He has been pursuing her for a long time but has not succeeded. Naturally, he would not do something like fighting in front of his goddess.
Although Du Yan’s mind was full of thoughts about all kinds of things that don’t make sense, he did not lose his basic thinking ability.
He didn’t understand why he suddenly didn’t want to buy breakfast for his roommate for free anymore, but he also knew what would happen after his roommates came over.
Three against one, Zhao Hailiang is a sports student on the basketball team, with a lot of muscular body. Du Yan has no chance of winning against him. So he chose a seat near Yuan Xiaotong, to prevent Zhao Hailiang, who never used his brain before doing things, from actually starting a fight in the cafeteria.
Seeing Zhao Hailiang calm down, Du Yan cleared up his dishes and prepared to leave.
“You’ll be in trouble when we get back to the dormitory.”
When passing by Zhao Hailiang, Du Yan heard the threat in a low voice. He didn’t even pause, and left the cafeteria directly with his tray.
When he went out, the sunshine hit his face, and Du Yan squinted his eyes subconsciously. It was the end of October now, and this southern city was still hot enough to make people feel a little upset.
At this moment, Du Yan suddenly felt some sense of reality. He stepped out and looked at the young unfamiliar faces around him. He felt that he should be considering what to do next.
The first class was mathematics.
The results of last week’s monthly test just came out. Du Yan held the test paper in his hand with a frown on his face.
Du Yan couldn’t understand why his score was so ridiculously low. He only glanced at the questions on the test paper in front of him, but he already had an idea of how to solve the questions.
He felt a dull pain in his forehead again. Why did he feel like a computer that had crashed and restarted since he woke up this morning? He had to read the files slowly to remember the causes and consequences of many things.
The next few classes also made Du Yan feel confused. The content was obviously not difficult, but he answered it terribly.
The bell for the last class in the morning rang. Du Yan packed up his books and prepared to go to lunch, but he saw his Homeroom Teacher Lin, stop in front of him.
“Du Yan, come to my office.”
Du Yan nodded, then followed Teacher Lin out of the classroom and came to the teacher’s office at the end of the corridor.
Teacher Lin sat down in front of her work desk and asked directly: “Du Yan, your grades dropped a bit fast in this monthly test. Are you having any difficulties?”
Du Yan looked at the young teacher in front of him and saw that she was just showing concern. He thought about it and shook his head.
Seeing this, Teacher Lin did not ask any more questions, but turned around and pulled out a ranking list from the drawer.
She spread out the ranking list in front of Du Yan and said: “You got into the school with the top score in the high school entrance exam. The school spent a lot of effort to get you in. This time the ranking is down…”
Du Yan listened to Teacher Lin’s words, but his thoughts began to drift away again.
This school is also quite strange. Why does such an aristocratic school exist? The families of the students there are all rich or noble.
This high school has a certain number of quotas every year for students with excellent grades and average family backgrounds, providing them with full tuition exemption and high scholarships. Du Yan is one of these students.
As if a switch had been turned on, Du Yan thought about the reason for the sharp drop in his grades.
Since he entered school, Du Yan has been the target of criticism, and it is not because of his poor family background.
This high school has students like Du Yan enrolled every year. There are many students with excellent academic performance from poor families, and they are not excluded for this reason.
The reason why Du Yan was excluded was because of his meimei, meimei from another mother.
This is a very old story. Du Yan’s mother and father were childhood sweethearts who grew up in the same orphanage and then naturally became a couple.
However, just after they entered society, Du Yan’s father married the daughter of the company boss for his own future and abandoned his childhood sweetheart.
Du Yan’s mother later found out she was pregnant and insisted on giving birth to the child. She raised Du Yan alone for more than ten years.
Until three years ago, Du Yan’s mother was diagnosed with cancer and only had a few months to live. She had no choice but to take Du Yan to find his father.
After his mother passed away, Du Yan was not taken home by his father to be taken care of.
His father only provided monthly living expenses and came to check on him regularly, but even this aroused strong hostility from his meimei who was only three months younger than him.
Du Yan was insulted by this meimei several times, saying that he used her family’s money. He once told his father about this matter, but his father sighed and complained in return, which was nothing more than about his father’s embarrassing position in that wealthy family.
From then on, Du Yan was more tolerant towards this meimei. In order not to spend money over there anymore, he chose this aristocratic high school that waived all tuition fees and provided high scholarships.
However, he did not expect that his meimei named Luo Ruoqing was studying in the junior high school of this noble middle school, and naturally she was promoted to the senior high school this year.
After Luo Ruoqing saw Du Yan speaking as a representative of the top freshmen at the opening ceremony, his situation became extremely difficult.
“Du Yan, Du Yan?”
Teacher Lin’s voice brought Du Yan back from his memories. He said: “Sorry, Teacher Lin, can you let me see it?”
Teacher Lin handed the report card to Du Yan. Du Yan carefully looked at the comparison between his scores in each subject and his scores in the entrance exam. The more he looked at it, the funnier it became.
Was there something wrong with his brain before?
Luo Ruoqing once told him privately: “If you do better than me in the test next time, I will ask mama to remove baba from his position.”
Just because of this sentence, he deliberately did terribly in the monthly test.
Du Yan handed the report card to Teacher Lin and said: “Teacher Lin, I am not used to it, because the dormitory…”
He showed an expression of wanting to say something but not being able to, then smiled and lowered his head: “It’s also my own fault. I’m not used to living in the dormitory, I can’t sleep well at night, and I’m a little distracted in class during the day.”
Teacher Lin knew something was wrong when she heard this. She remembered that Du Yan’s roommate was Zhao Hailiang, a sports student who was not easy to discipline.
Adding to what is happening right now, what else is there to be confused about? In the end, it is because of Zhao Hailiang’s gang-building and bullying, which led to Du Yan’s decline in grades, and it is not abnormal.
In this kind of school, the students’ families are all well-off, and Teacher Lin doesn’t want to offend too many people, but she can still use euphemistic methods.
“It’s okay. How about this? I remember there’s a vacancy in the dormitory. Please write an application and I’ll coordinate with the Academic Affairs Office for you then.”
After taking care of the dormitory matter, Du Yan did not go back to rest at noon, but went directly to the classroom to study. However, when the classroom was cleared and the lights were turned off at night, Du Yan began to worry.
It’s easy to know that Zhao Hailiang was probably preparing to teach him a lesson in the dormitory. Du Yan walked into the dormitory building, but did not go back directly to the dorm, but went directly to the top floor.
Du Yan sat cross-legged on the rooftop, looking up at the stars in the sky.
He was thinking. There is still at least a week before he could change dormitories. During this period of time, what method can be used to intimidate Zhao Hailiang and prevent him from causing trouble for himself?
Far away, out of sight, a spaceship was floating in the sky above the blue planet.
Sitting in the pilot’s seat inside the spaceship was a handsome young man. If it weren’t for the blue veined pattern that occasionally lit up on his skin, he would look no different from the Chinese people on Earth.
He closed his eyes, frowned, and looked like he was deep in thought.
After a moment, he opened his eyes and sighed: “What the hell is going on? A few days ago, the brain waves clearly showed that they were 100% compatible and were in this direction. How come they don’t match after getting closer?”
He came from a galaxy a hundred light years away, full of excitement, thinking that he would be able to find a suitable partner this time. However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
A line of words appeared on the screen: Match, ninety-nine percent.
However, for the Sagoru who strive for perfection, 99% is equal to zero. Only a 100% match can become their only partner.
The young man was about to leave in a state of disappointment, but suddenly he remembered something.
Due to blood ties, there is only one percent difference in brain waves between his Shushu and him. If the brain waves from the blue planet match his at a 99 percent level, does that mean it can match his Shushu?
“Maybe this time Shushu will be able to get his middle name successfully.”
The surname of the Sagoru people comes from their family name, the first name comes from their parents, and the middle name is waiting to be given by a compatible partner.
Thinking of this, the young man pressed a button, releasing the brain wave frequency belonging to his Shushu that was stored in the optical computer.
The young man’s parents died in an accident when he was very young, so it can be said that his Shushu raised him single-handedly.
He and his Shushu had a particularly good relationship. When going out to find a partner this time, the young man thought of his Shushu who had been lonely for a long time, so he recorded his Shushu’s brain waves and brought them on the spaceship.
The matching progress on the screen has reached the end.
Ninety-nine percent, one hundred percent!
The young man leaned forward, even more excited than when he had discovered his suspected compatible partner.
His Shushu’s spring is coming!
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