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Chapter 95 - 85 Blades and Halberds Like a Forest_2

Chapter 95: Chapter 85 Blades and Halberds Like a Forest_2

"Uncle!" At this moment, Xiao Yu suddenly emerged from behind Lin Haitang.

"What’s up?" Meng Lang asked with a smile.

"Uncle, could I borrow that cartoon of yours tomorrow?"

"Huh? What do you want it for?"

"Didn’t uncle say he wanted to promote it? I’m planning to show it to my classmates to help promote it for you. I think it will definitely be popular!"

"Haha!" Meng Lang was amused.

How many people are in your class, huh? Can that even be called promotion?

But since the little guy meant well, he didn’t have the heart to refuse outright, thinking of it as adding to the kids’ extracurricular knowledge.

"Hehe! Sure, uncle has a printer. I’ll print a copy for you later, and you can help uncle promote it well!"

"Don’t worry! Leave it to me!"

Meng Lang patted her little head and laughed as he went inside the house.

Lin Haitang looked at Xiao Yu with curiosity.

"A cartoon? What cartoon?"

Xiao Yu thought for a moment, put on a serious face, and imitated Meng Lang’s tone and demeanor from earlier.

"It’s a comic that could benefit all of humanity!"

"Uh..."

...

The next day, as usual, Meng Lang took Xiao Yu to school and gave her a photocopy on the way.

"Here, the comic you wanted."

Seeing Xiao Yu’s face light up with joy as she eagerly accepted it, Meng Lang felt hopeful about the future and asked her with a smile.

"How about it, are you interested in biology? You should know that the 21st century is the century of biology and computer science.

Biology, especially human biomedical science, definitely has great prospects!"

"Yeah! I think it’s quite interesting!" Xiao Yu nodded enthusiastically.

"That’s good. Primary students should keep a keen interest and curiosity about all the unknown.

Modern medicine still has many difficult diseases and medical problems to solve, and it’s up to your generation to take up the burden of saving our... cough cough! Saving our human future!"

"Yeah! I will definitely work hard to become an excellent person and then earn lots and lots of money!"

Uh...

Can’t avoid the topic of money, huh?

Well, there’s still time. I’ll slowly instill the right values about money in Xiao Yu later.

"To become an excellent person, you can’t do without a strong physique! So today, we run to school! Let’s see who gets there first!"

"Ah! Uncle, no fair! Wait for me!"

The two figures, one big and one small, faced the rising sunrise, one with dreams and the other with hopes, racing towards a foreseeable future...

...

At Qing Song Primary School, in the third class of the second grade.

A few little boys and girls gathered around Xiao Yu, curiously looking at the comic in her hands.

"What’s this, Xiao Yu? A comic?"

"This isn’t just any comic; it’s a science popularization comic. It’s really interesting.

It tells the story of an evil Virus Queen invading our cells and the battles of wit and bravery with the various Cell Warriors within our bodies."

Not many of the kids around understood, but that didn’t stop them from looking at Xiao Yu with awe and respect.

Primary students also admire the strong.

At this stage, the one who performs well academically is the strong one; that’s the simple and straightforward logic of strength for primary schoolers.

"This kind of comic is not only interesting but can also increase knowledge and boost IQ. Know why I study so well? It’s because I often read these science popularization comics!"

Xiao Yu, with a tone as if coaxing little children, was pushing the comic in her hands. With her mature mind, dealing with this bunch of kids in front of her could only be described with two words...

Easy peasy!

"Wow~" "So amazing~" As expected, the crowd again gasped in admiration, causing a small sensation, and more kids crowded around.

How could Xiao Yu lie? Whatever she said must be right!

Don’t ask why; just prestige!

She’s always first in the grade, isn’t that reason enough?

"Can I borrow it to read, Xiao Yu?" A chubby little boy named Wang Zikai couldn’t help but shine with excitement.

"I want to see it too! I want to see it too!"

The crowd stirred.

"Sure! Of course, you can! But be careful not to damage it, and pass it around one by one."

"I said I was first, so let me see it first!"

"I’m second."

"Next up is me!"

Xiao Yu passed the comic over, and the excited chubby kid took it and hurried back to his seat, with many others eagerly following him.

A few little heads huddled together, as if they were studying some martial arts secret manual capable of significantly enhancing their strength.

Xiao Yu looked at the "propaganda effect" and furrowed her little brows, seemingly still not quite satisfied.

With only so many people in a class, even if she pulled everyone in for a "science pop" session, the effect didn’t seem that significant, did it?

But if she went to "promote" it in other classes, the celebrity effect would decrease, and the results probably wouldn’t be as good as in her own class. What to do?

The uncle had helped her so much, yet this was one of the few things she could do to help him...

Meng Lang’s casual remark had, in Xiao Yu’s eyes, become an extremely important, almost sacred political mission.

"Ring, ring, ring~"

Just then, the bell rang, and a young female teacher in her twenties with a gentle smile walked in. Everyone quickly ran back to their places and sat down obediently.

"Class is starting!"

Xiao Yu: "Stand up!"

The whole class stood up and said in unison, "Hello, teacher!"

"Sit down!"

"Before we start today’s lesson, I have an announcement to make. The city’s ’Canglang Cup’ annual art performance event for primary and secondary school students has entered the program selection phase.

Each class needs to prepare a program to be submitted to the school for selection, and the best one will be chosen for the performance.

This year’s ’Canglang Cup’ theme is ’Scientific Growth, Dreaming of the Future.’ I have prepared a chorus, ’Tomorrow Will Be Better,’ for everyone. Of course, if anyone has a better talent to showcase, feel free to nominate yourself.

In the end, we will decide which program to submit based on a class vote.

Alright, does anyone want to sign up?"

After the homeroom teacher finished the routine announcement and waited a while, unsurprisingly, not a single hand was raised.

"Very well! Since no students want to sign up, then we will..."

"Mr. Fang!"

The female teacher was taken aback and looked toward the hand that was raised... Xiao Yu?

"Is it the class president? What is it?" Mr. Fang asked with a gentle smile.

Such a well-behaved, smart student who excelled academically and always made the teachers proud during exams, surely there weren’t many teachers who wouldn’t like her, were there?

"Mr. Fang, if the program gets selected, will a lot of people come to watch it?"

The homeroom teacher was taken aback. She had thought Xiao Yu wanted to sign up to perform but was asked such an odd question.

Oh! That must be it, she must rarely be on stage and is worried about getting nervous if too many people watch, right?

Immediately, she gave an even more gentle smile.

"Of course, every year the Canglang Cup has at least three to four thousand people in the audience, and it might even be broadcasted by local television.

But this is also a great opportunity for everyone to build courage. Those who have the nerve to get on stage are doing great!"

Three to four thousand people?!

Xiao Yu’s eyes immediately lit up.

"Teacher, I want to sign up!"

"Excellent! The first brave warrior of our class is born! May I ask what talent Xiao Yu would like to showcase? Is it singing and dancing or playing an instrument?"

"Neither, I want to sign up for a science popularization play!"

A science popularization... play?

The female teacher froze, puzzled by this type of program.

She said with some difficulty,

"Um... Xiao Yu, niche performances are something I have little experience with, and I’m afraid the chances of making it past the selection might not be great.

Plus, plays are usually chosen by older students as they are more challenging and require some organizing and directing skills..."

"Mr. Fang, a chorus is mainstream, but I guess at least half of the thirty-six classes in our school will choose that, making it even less likely to make it through the selection. In contrast, an impressive niche program might have a higher chance!"

"This is..."

I understand the logic, but I had never thought about actually getting through the selection...

The homeroom teacher, who had intended to go through the motions, felt rather baffled.

"Teacher, since we have two programs, why don’t we decide by a class vote?" Xiao Yu quickly suggested.

"Those in favor of the chorus performance, raise your hands!"

Only a few hands scattered throughout the class were raised.

"Those in favor of the science popularization play, raise your hands!"

"Whoosh~"

It was like a forest of arms, as if they were stabbing the homeroom teacher’s authority to shreds...

The homeroom teacher: "..."

Who am I? Where am I?