sbdcsierra Chapter 12: The Beginning
Chapter 12: The Beginning
Although Yulan has a mild climate, it is already winter, and a north wind swept by, making Chu Kong feel a chill.
On the playground, sports-related clubs were training in full swing. A member of the soccer club accidentally kicked the ball into the basketball club's area. On his way to retrieve the ball, he accidentally bumped into a member of the track and field club who was training. The two started arguing and eventually had to be separated by a member of the tennis club.
Looking at these figures sweating profusely, Chu Kong shook his head with envy. He wasn't particularly strong, nor did he enjoy exercising, so naturally he had no affinity for these sports clubs.
Yulan Middle School consists of three buildings: a teaching building, a comprehensive building, and a club building.
It is worth mentioning that although Yulan Middle School does not have dormitories, it provides students with affordable one-bedroom apartments around the school, and teachers and students who live there receive a discount.
Chu Kong is currently living in one of the rooms arranged by the school.
After crossing the playground, Chu Kong stepped into the club building that Yulan Middle School had set up specifically for student clubs.
There weren't many people in the corridor on the first floor of the club building. Chu Kong hesitated, wondering which club to visit first.
Just then, a figure was ejected from the robot club.
"Cheer—cough cough cough, are you here to visit the club?" This boy seemed unusually impatient, rushing up to Chu Kong and asking in a flustered manner.
Chu Kong nodded to the enthusiastic boy, but he was speechless inside. If he heard correctly, he almost blurted out his own name.
"Would you like to visit our robotics club?" Before Chu Kong could answer, the boy had already enthusiastically put his hand on Chu Kong's shoulder.
Chu Kong struggled slightly, but this overly familiar and enthusiastic fan seemed completely unconcerned, continuing to drag Chu Kong along as he pleased.
Left with no other choice, Chu Kong reluctantly followed this fervent fan into the robot club.
Then, the boy began his long-winded introduction, spouting a variety of technical terms that Chu Kong found difficult to understand.
From shortcomings to goals; from basic technologies to research directions; from summarizing past experiences to envisioning future development.
Chu Kong finally realized that the other party was not a fanatic at all, nor was he keen on recruiting new people. He was clearly using his live stream as a rare promotional opportunity.
Thinking of this, Chu Kong felt a mix of emotions.
Fortunately, the boy's presentation didn't last long. After politely saying goodbye to the boy, Chu Kong walked out of the robotics club.
But at this moment, the once empty corridor on the first floor of the club building was now filled with a large group of people strolling around, seemingly unintentionally.
Needless to say, the boy from the robotics club inspired them.
Everyone wants to seize this opportunity to promote themselves and their achievements in their field of passion.
This ultimately led to this ridiculous scene.
"Hey student, come visit our martial arts club! We have instructors for Wing Chun, Baguazhang, and Hung Kuen."
A girl with a high ponytail was the first to make her move.
"Hey classmate, fighting and killing won't get you anywhere. Our drama club is pretty good too. You can play the male lead if you want. Our female lead is very pretty, and there are even kissing scenes."
A boy with freckles on his face quietly approached.
"Hey classmate, don't believe him. Their kissing scene is from 'The Frog Princess.' I was fooled before. Come check out our comedy club; it's guaranteed to be much funnier than theirs."
"Hey classmate, the props in our skit club are all made of cardboard, they don't require any skill at all. Why don't you join our craft club and let us show you real handicrafts?"
……
The entire hallway was in complete chaos, and it looked like it was about to escalate into a violent conflict.
Just then, a gruff voice interrupted their argument.
"What's all the noise about? Do you think this is a vegetable market?" A burly middle-aged man walked out of the duty room.
Behind him, another thin young man advised, "Teacher Wang, don't be angry. After all, it's not the season for new students to enroll, so it's normal for them to be excited and eager to introduce themselves when they see new people wanting to join."
Seeing the two teachers come out of the duty room, the students finally calmed down.
"Teacher, we also want to recruit new members for the club," the girl with the high ponytail who was the first to introduce explained, her face flushed.
"I know you all mean well for the club, and I know it's to inject fresh blood into the club, but you've gone too far."
Teacher Wang glared fiercely at the students present, then looked at Chu Kong.
"This student, you can visit on your own. If any of them bother you again, feel free to come find me," Teacher Wang said apologetically to Chu Kong.
It seems these two are the patches arranged by the production team.
No matter how eager they are to attract new members, these community members should not make a big fuss just to introduce someone to another person; this behavior is clearly unreasonable.
When such inconsistencies arise, the production team has no choice but to bring in a patch to eliminate any potential suspicions Chu Kong might have.
That's why the other party emphasized that these students' behavior was "eager to recruit new members for the club."
However, this near-out-of-control situation also exposed the fact that the production company was unable to arrange for a large number of deep participants.
After a brief moment of thought, Chu Kong said somewhat awkwardly, "Thank you, Teacher Wang, and thank you all for your enthusiasm. I understand everyone's desire to recruit new members, but unfortunately, I don't have enough energy... I will try my best to visit as many clubs as possible that interest me. Please forgive me if I can't visit any of them."
Teacher Wang nodded, and seeing Chu Kong's unwavering belief, emphasized again, "Did you all hear that? This student has already said so, so you should all go back quietly and not cause any more trouble for him."
This patch almost shouted out his own name.
Upon hearing this, the students exchanged glances, looked at Chu Kong, and then scattered helplessly.
The moment Chu Kong's gaze met that of the girl with the high ponytail, she wore a dejected expression, like an abandoned loyal dog.
This forced Chu Kong to lower his gaze and avoid making eye contact with anyone.
Thanks to this series of actions, all the viewers felt that Chu Kong was just a rather introverted person.
-----------------
After everyone left, Chu Kong had no choice but to bite the bullet and keep his promise, visiting one club after another at a rate of 60%.
Of course, Chu Kong also visited the martial arts club where the girl with the high ponytail who was on the verge of tears belonged.
It's not because I'm soft-hearted towards pretty girls or anything like that.
I just think martial arts is quite interesting, and it's good for your health, isn't it?
Most of the morning passed quietly amidst the wonderful introductions of one club after another.
Chu Kong finally arrived at the last activity room on the top floor of the club building.
This activity room doesn't even have a name.
Through the frosted glass, Chu Kong could vaguely see a figure inside.
Since it's the last one anyway, I might as well watch it.
With this in mind, Chu Kong knocked on the door of the room.
"Hello, I'd like to visit this club."
"Please come in." A calm, unwavering voice came from inside the club.
With a sense of acceptance and acceptance, Chu Kong opened the door.
The midday sun shone through the clean glass windows, illuminating the empty classroom.
Unlike the hustle and bustle of other clubs, here, Chu Kong could even hear his own breathing.
Then, Chu Kong saw her.
Beside the window seat, a young girl was quietly reading a book. Her long, black hair, falling past her shoulders, cascaded down like a waterfall, gleaming gently in the sunlight.
Her skin was so white it was almost translucent, like a delicate porcelain piece that could shatter at the slightest touch.
Her features were incredibly well-proportioned, with a captivating beauty mark quietly adorning her naturally gifted appearance.
She simply sat there, completely different from everything around her, exuding a beautiful yet dangerous aura that seemed to keep strangers at bay.
The scene was so serene it seemed unreal, like a timeless masterpiece.
She slowly raised her eyes, scrutinizing the intruder.
Those were clear yet sharp eyes. The moment their gazes met, Chu Kong felt a strange sense of suffocation—the oppressive feeling one gets when facing a being so perfect that it makes one feel ashamed of oneself.
She closed the book and spoke in a calm yet cold voice:
"It's you, Chu Kong."