Chapter 52: Physics Class? Astronaut Training Class!
“Are you all eating lunch together at noon?”
During the last physics class, Chou Manman and Ouyang Yating’s little best friend—Xiang Chuan had only just learned that this girl who often came to play with Ouyang Yating was named Nancy Li—came over to chat. They were talking about having Ouyang Yating try a dish with pepper in the dormitory at noon. As one of the first modern humans to eat pan-fried fish fillet, Chou Manman immediately couldn’t sit still. Nancy, who had eaten buns and steamed buns these past few days and had the honor of tasting fruit cake yesterday, showed even stronger interest.
“Can I join in? I’ll bring some small pastries my sister made.”
Nancy asked with her eyes sparkling.
“It’s not that I dislike Sister Nancy’s skills; I can’t stomach her pastries. Are you going to give them to Xiang Chuan to eat?”
Ouyang Yating recalled the bitter solid food she ate at her home during the previous break, and her expression almost faltered.
“Maybe Xiang Chuan can discover the new charm in my sister’s dish~ Man Man, are you coming too?”
Nancy looked at Chou Manman. After participating in the A Bite of China Club assessment yesterday, she had pushed Ouyang Yating into the interview venue and then ran off to the neighboring Performance Club to play. As a result, the two social terrors locked eyes right away and exchanged personal contacts on the spot. Chou Manman even sent Nancy an invitation code for Xiang Xue Live Stream Room. That evening, they had the live stream room open on one side and video chat on the other, discussing the latest plot of Empresses in the Palace.
Complaining together is the fastest way to warm up friendship. After arriving at school this morning, the two chatted enthusiastically again about the TV drama in yesterday’s Xiang Xue Live Stream Room and the dessert after dinner, arousing the appetites of the surrounding classmates. This was also why everyone in the class suddenly mentioned buns and steamed buns this morning.
“Of course, Xiang Chuan—” Chou Manman nodded, then turned her head and shouted loudly toward Xiang Chuan’s direction: “We’ll go to your place for lunch at noon, okay—”
[Sure… Wow! How did it drop again!]
A huge pitch-black metal sphere was placed in front of the three. Xiang Chuan’s voice came from the sphere’s external speakers.
At this time, Class Eight Grade One and several other first-year high school classes were together in the physics room taking physics class—of course, not the traditional 21st Century physics course learning kinetic energy, potential energy, or relativity of forces, but… operating physics devices. The physics classroom was naturally not the 21st Century kind with small metal apparatuses, but a vast space like an indoor basketball court. The students were divided into groups practicing operating identical sphere devices. Many groups’ physics spheres were floating crookedly, but ones like Xiang Chuan’s—not only floating crookedly but also rotating over seven hundred twenty degrees from multiple angles—were rare, drawing side glances from surrounding groups.
When Xiang Chuan was lifted out of the device by Ouyang Yating and Chou Manman, one supporting each side, like she had ridden a physics roller coaster with seven ups and downs, Xiang Chuan really wanted to ask what idea the modern Education Bureau leaders had to let students experience the simulated zero-gravity environment device?! The buttons inside were far more numerous than those she had seen with Xiang Xue at the arcade before. The previous “real full-hologram simulation shooting” had already overloaded her brain; today’s directly made her CPU smoke. The operation prompts popping up on the screen inside the device even made her feel like the instructions weren’t written for humans, but for octopuses—how could a human possibly operate four control sticks at the same time in ten seconds?!
But when she recovered and turned around, she saw Ouyang Yating steadily operating the physics device suspended in mid-air, even able to circle around and move in all eight directions.
Modern youth are terrifying!
Xiang Chuan sat to the side, hugging her knees with her mouth open, dumbfoundedly watching the other members of her group operate the device as flexibly as an entertainment facility.
At this time, on the training ground some distance from the four-person group, the cocky brown-haired boy from Class Eight was gathered with several members from the neighboring class in the same club.
“Those two are the girls from your class who set up the new club?”
A boy from the neighboring class stared curiously. Because of the distance and the crowd, Xiang Chuan and Chou Manman, who had their backs to them, didn’t notice anyone watching them.
“The one with brown hair is pretty cute. She’s the… Performance Club president or something?” Another boy said and laughed. “We’re not the Eleventh Fleet; no one would get on stage for that anyway, right? So adorably silly.”
“The one next to them is the Li Family young lady and the Ouyang Family’s… Huh, Ainuo, isn’t that your distant relative?”
Several boys turned to look at the expressionless person involved. He shrugged and replied: “A relative from my great-grandfather’s generation. We only meet face-to-face around year-end or something; we don’t interact much usually.”
“What a shame; she’s pretty cute.” The neighboring class boy looked at Nancy with interest. “Ainuo, introduce us next time?”
“If there’s a chance.” The brown-haired boy—Ainuo turned away disinterestedly to continue fiddling with the physics device. He thought to himself that this relative, whether cousin or whatever, wasn’t as easy to mess with as she seemed.
“The one sitting on the ground is from the Ancient Food Club? Looks pretty silly.”
Several boys laughed as they spoke. Ainuo turned to look toward Xiang Chuan’s group upon hearing this. Indeed, his classmate was just sitting on the ground hugging her knees, head tilted up with a dumbfounded expression watching others operate the physics device. She already seemed a bit silly when watching before, but now she looked even sillier and dumber.
One boy suddenly had an idea: “Hey, how about we make a bet?”
The Information Technology Club members gathered together, pulling in several peers including Ainuo. After hearing the bet details, Ainuo turned and walked away.
What a boring thing? he complained inwardly.
“If you win, you get one month of usage rights to the direct space-time network terminal processor in the club—”
The boy who proposed the bet slightly raised his volume, just loud enough for Ainuo to hear.
The angle of his step, about to take it, suddenly turned one hundred eighty degrees, and Ainuo returned to the group in a few steps.
No helping it; the temptation of the direct processor was just too great for a student interested in information processing technology.
“Isn’t that thing only usable by second-year and third-year senior students?”
One of them said worriedly.
“No problem, my sister is the vice leader, and with a formal application, it’s eighty percent likely to get usage permission smoothly.”
The initiator grinned, then began assigning “tasks” to each participating “gambling” member.
Xiang Chuan and the others, in the distance packing up equipment to rush back to the dormitory after class, still didn’t know what event was coming next.
The first small conflict was building up~! Please recommend, favorite, and monthly tickets (з)
