December 16th, Monday.

It's been cloudy for the past week, but this morning, we're finally greeted with a rare sunny day.

Alas, I came at the wrong time.

Of all times, when I've been stripped of the right to give a speech, why isn't it raining, why!

The heavens are blind!

Arriving at school.

"According to unofficial history, Hua Xiong was a general who strictly followed traffic rules. When Dong Zhuo was being attacked by the coalition of eighteen warlords, Hua Xiong saw Lord Guan appear from the enemy camp and thought the red light was on, so he stopped his horse and waited, even asking the deputy general beside him, 'Why is this red light moving','Damn, why does this red light have a knife,' 'Ahhhhh the red light is killing people!'

He ultimately couldn't react in time and was easily slain by Guan Yu while the wine was still warm."

Bai Bufan remains the most respectful of Lord Guan at Nansang Middle School, yet today's historical anecdote pokes fun at Guan Yu again.

According to Bai Bufan, if Ultraman were fighting Hua Xiong, he just needed to hold out for three minutes, and when the red light began to flash, Hua Xiong might have released the brakes and prepared to start moving.

——We're having exams for subjects three and four this week; reviewing the material is great, I've grasped it very well.

"Hey, do you guys think Optimus Prime is unbeatable against traffic lights? Turn into a human during the red light, turn into a car during the green light?" Lin Li's next second, his divergent thinking made him unable to resist musing.

"F*ck, that's true!"

"No wonder there's a policy saying only Autobots can settle in Shanghai! Turns out this was considered!"

"So when Optimus Prime gets lonely, will he book a ride-sharing service?"

"Damn! This question has been asked for months? Stop using the played-out jokes! We ran out of ideas or what! Deduct money!"

Once upon a time, the last time Bai Bufan asked me this question, I had to force myself to focus seriously during class.

But now, with regular courses, even if Lin Li listens attentively in class, it doesn't really help his grades much.

Morning reading was stealthily filled with chuckles and laughter, afterward, the first class on Monday is the class meeting.

"Today we'll talk about a few things,"

When Xue Jian walked in, he didn't bring any papers or a lesson plan, looks like it's indeed a proper class meeting:

"The first thing is quite soon, this weekend the school will be used as a venue for a math competition, our class will probably be used as well.

The test will be on Sunday afternoon, so students staying in school shouldn't come to the teaching building all day on Sunday, students returning should be careful not to come too early to the classroom.

There's no need for you to arrange the desks and chairs, someone will handle it, it's best to clear your drawers if possible, but if it's inconvenient it's not mandatory, since it's just the preliminary round, requirements aren't that strict, but be prepared for unfamiliar people using and moving them.

If you have valuables, make sure to keep them safe."

"Alright, that's the first thing, it doesn't concern most of you much, but the second thing does relate to everyone, it's about New Year's."

"For New Year's, the school has planned two activities."

"The first one is the usual New Year's Eve party, it'll be held on the playground in the evening."

"The school's party invites programs from the whole school to be screened and selected, there should still be a few program slots available now, if anyone is interested in performing on stage, applications can be made within this week."

The reason Xue Jian is only notifying about the New Year's party program now, and the slots are almost gone, isn't because other classes are quick, but because most of these programs are typically 'pre-determined'.

Or rather, they prioritize coordinating with clubs and the student council.

Most of them are singing programs, many of last year's top ten singers from the sophomore classes were invited in advance.

——The New Year's Eve party only involves the freshmen and sophomores, the seniors might sneak to the playground during evening study breaks to take a peek at the event.

Apart from these songs, dance clubs might bring one or two dance programs, teachers might have to reluctantly perform poetry recitals or even aerobics, maybe one or two verbal acts… doing this, half of the slots are taken.

The remaining slots are few, and both freshmen and sophomores are competing for them, so even if they want to get on the stage, it's quite tough.

But this is actually quite good, making every class think of a program to perform would be real torture.

"Then the second activity is the New Year's garden party."

Xue Jian saw no one asked about the programs, so he nodded knowingly and continued:

"This activity is class-based, each class needs to come up with a project and set up a booth or activity point in the designated area.

Regarding the designated area, classrooms and the corridors outside your own class are freely managed by the class, besides these, you can apply for open areas outside the first floor from the school.

In previous years, there were classes from higher floors, who somehow got a food truck, and directly sold hand-grabbed pancakes on the first floor, quite well done.

Booths or activity points can be of any type, the school is largely unrestricted, you can play, eat, and sell.

Aside from the mentioned hand-grabbed pancake, as with the students I guided in previous years, their project was like a fairground ring toss game, charging admission, and giving prizes for winning.

In previous years, they also sold milk tea, grilled sausages, and even something called… guzi? I think it's called that, they sold quite well.

"As long as the project or items for sale don't violate school rules·regulations·and·public morality·, it's all fine."