Alas, ye son, so good a man!

  "A winding path leads to the imperial palace, where the emperor's son resides. Alas, the jade-like beauty is reduced to dust and ashes. Sorrowful thoughts are expressed before the wind, but there is no one to tell them to. The ravens return repeatedly. Half a lifetime of drifting like duckweed on the water, one night of cold rain destroys the famous flower. My soul is like willow catkins blown to shreds, wandering around the edge of the sky!"

  Nalan Xingde

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  I am afraid of snakes.

  They said, "Young master, you're ill."

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  That was in piano class.

  Mr. Shuijing is intoxicated while playing the lute.

  It seems like "Tang Feng" in Shi Jing

  And Shuijing was shaking his head and playing:

  "Silk threads intertwined, three stars in the sky."

  Tonight is what night, see this good person.

  Alas, alas! Such a good man, what's happened to him?

  Silk threads intertwined, three stars in the corner.

  Tonight is what night, see this encounter.

  "Oh, son, oh, son, such an unexpected encounter..."

  I leaned against my chin, lost in thought.

  One hand was placed on the knee, and suddenly touched something soft and fluffy.

  Because I was thinking about something, I didn't notice it at first, but suddenly thought of a strange and eerie animal.

  Can't help but feel a little disgusted in my heart.

  To be honest, I'm just afraid of seeing those long and slender, smooth and almost slippery things with mottled patterns wriggling on the ground.

  How ugly.

  Imagining those things touching a certain part of my body, thinking and thinking, I was actually moved by that vivid imagination, suddenly my whole body shook violently. Mr. Shuijing's piano sound continued to be elegant, but in an instant... everyone's movements stopped abruptly, their sparkling eyes stared at me with extreme astonishment.

  Underneath the ancient zither in my sleeve, a short, thin, dark yellowish-brown scaly tip with an oily luster was exposed, undoubtedly it was a snake tail.

  I looked down and my eyes widened in surprise, and I almost jumped up in shock.

  My god! Is that really a snake running out?!

  The tactile sensation of just now was real.

  My classmates looked at me in horror, I looked at that half thing in horror, - the picture of a nightmare, hard to believe my own eyes, finally after a moment of calm, a high-pitched scream, and then burst into loud crying.

  "Waaaahhhhhh..."

  Cried loudly and uncontrollably, as if wanting to cry out all the tears of this lifetime.

  Guan Xiaoyu was the first to react, and with a glance, Zhang Xiaofei, who was sitting next to me, immediately understood. His large body suddenly jumped up, grasping the snake's tail, and with one pull, the entire snake was pulled out. The surrounding area erupted in a chorus of "wahs" in shock, while Zhang Xiaofei, nonchalantly, held the snake high above his head like he was playing with a rope, and with a forceful tug - "crack" - the snake was broken into two pieces.

  A puff of blood mist dispersed into the air.

  I was stunned and even forgot to continue crying.

  Yi De is really a simple-minded person. Just now, when he saw a snake running out of his desk, he thought it was very interesting and laughed loudly. Later, when he saw me crying, he was shocked, and only understood what to do after Yunchang gave him a signal with his eyes.

  I know he's brave, but does he have to put on such a bloody show in front of him? Look at that blood splatter, look at the snake head and tail that are clearly severed yet still writhing in death throes, the pose is so eerie, it's like something out of a horror movie, I'm covering my chest and feeling nauseous.

  After reacting, she cried even louder.

  "Xuande Xuande, it's all right!" Zhang Xiaofei patted me on the shoulder with good intentions.

  I thought of his hand that had just pulled out the snake, and I felt a wave of discomfort in my chest. The feeling of vomiting came up again, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

  Guan Xiaoyu, who was sitting in the back row, couldn't sit still either. She got up and ran over, leaned against me and whispered: "Xuande, Xuande, it's okay, it's okay! Don't cry, everyone is watching..."

  I buried my head in his arms, and generously wiped all my tears and snot on the brocade clothes that this man changes every day.

  Under the screen, on the seat——

  "Liu Xiaobei! Keep your voice down! A gentleman should remain calm in the face of danger, and not change color even if Mount Tai were to collapse before him. And yet, my beautiful music cannot soothe your violent thoughts. You truly have no musical refinement or good breeding! You, you, you... this low-class, shallow, tasteless student... This is class, can't you just shut up?"

  The prestigious Mr. Shuijing started by pretending to say a few words, but in the end, seeing that his own words had no effect at all, the old man couldn't help but get angry, his whole body trembling with rage, as if he was about to have a stroke.

  I ignored him and lowered my voice, whimpering and still crying.

  I ignored Mr. Shuijing's intimidating roar, which was a very surprising thing for me, who had always been timid and gentle.

  Then Mr. Shuijing started getting angry: "Guan Xiaoyu, Zhang Xiaofei, you two immediately return to your seats! Liu Xiaobei, you, you, you, go stand in the corner!"

  I stood up with a sniffle and walked towards the back of the seat.

  Yun stretched out his hand and patted my head, sighing - I don't know if he was resentful of me not living up to expectations or lamenting the beautiful clothes that had been ruined.

  "Teacher, can I not be punished with standing?" he asked hopefully.

  The water mirror said "NO" very impartially and justly.

  Yun Chang sighed.

  Yi De stared at me for a while, probably unsure of how to comfort me, so he scratched his head and followed me as I walked away.

  Then is Yun Chang.

  The three of us walked backwards in single file.

  The water mirror was stunned, but didn't say anything. Instead, it continued to lower its head: "Alright, let's continue the lesson. Remember, we need to cultivate a love for music and good taste... reject vulgarity and shallowness..."

  He continued to talk incessantly.

  I stood in the back row, with Yunchang and Weide standing beside me voluntarily.

  I was deeply moved by watching them, with tears in my eyes.

  The other students around me looked at me as if they were looking at an alien.

  Is this what character discrimination looks like?

  Whatever.

  I couldn't help but want to cry again.

  Yun stretched out his hand and secretly patted me on the shoulder.

  Yi De lightly bumped me and gave a signal with his eyes.

  I glanced at Yun Chang, but saw his phoenix eyes staring in a certain direction.

  I rubbed my eyes and looked in the direction Cloud Long pointed, looking over there...

  Among all the innocent or gloating gazes, there was a person with his head down, as if he didn't care about the changes around him. From my direction, I could only see him in profile, leaning against the piano desk with a lazy posture. His pale and slightly abnormal face, long willow eyebrows, and a strand of hair falling down, made him look elegant and extraordinary, as if he was floating above the dust. But what caught my attention was that his half-asleep eyes glanced over at me lightly, as if to show off, with a hint of mockery, or perhaps pity. In short, there was an obvious cunning and slyness in his expression, like someone who had just succeeded in a clever scheme.

  Damn it, this fox.

  I clenched my fists tightly: I knew it, it must be him! Zhou Xiaoyu!

  I rolled up my sleeves and said angrily: "Yide, don't hold me back, I'm going to beat him up!"

  Yi De muttered: "I didn't pull you!"

  I clenched my fists and stepped forward, angrily saying: "Really, you don't have to worry about me getting into trouble, let go of me, I can take him down."

  Yi De spread his hands out when I didn't exist.

  Yun Chang couldn't help but chuckle out loud on one side.