Chapter 20: 19. Make Them See Him in a New Light (Monthly Tickets, Follow Updates Please)
Zhang Luo had never filmed anything like this before.
Forget this—even when taking ordinary photos, he wasn’t very comfortable in front of the camera.
He always felt awkward and didn’t know what expression to make.
Yin Yueling’s suggestion really worked.
When he didn’t know what expression to make, he simply kept his face expressionless.
He took many photos together with everyone.
The others were sometimes excited, sometimes acting cute, sometimes pretending to be angry. Only he remained forever with the face of an iceberg, aloof to the end.
Even so, everyone was still very satisfied with his performance.
“Good, good. Very good.”
“Now that you’re here, our little team looks balanced. We’ve got every type now.”
“Zhang Luo really is handsome.”
...
Each person said something, praising Zhang Luo until the corners of his mouth stayed lifted for ages and wouldn’t come down.
When there were still ten minutes before afternoon classes, everyone hurriedly packed up, changed out of their clothes, removed their makeup, and took off their headpieces.
Mona asked, “Zhang Luo, are you free this weekend? If you are, we want to go shoot the video for the competition.”
Zhang Luo said, “Sure.”
He really didn’t have anything else to do that weekend.
Although his original plan had been to study hard and sprint for next week’s exam.
However, judging by his current progress, one weekend wouldn’t make any fundamental difference.
Whatever. One or two days wouldn’t matter.
“Do you use a cellphone? How should we contact you?” Mona asked.
“I don’t.” Zhang Luo shook his head. “I’ll give you my home landline number.”
“Okay.”
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“What did you do at noon?” Xu Da asked.
He had slept on his desk at noon, and one side of his face was red.
“Mm... club activity? Does it count as a club?” Zhang Luo shrugged. “Anyway, something like that.”
“Club activity? What club?”
“Anime Club,” Zhang Luo said.
Those people were all members of the Anime Club.
Zhang Luo still wasn’t.
However, he had already tacitly considered himself an unofficial regular member of the Anime Club.
Xu Da looked at him in disbelief.
“You’re in the Anime Club too?”
“I haven’t officially joined yet, but pretty much.”
Same thing.
Xu Da said, “Wait, our school has an Anime Club?”
“It does.” Zhang Luo nodded. “It’s even registered with the Youth League Committee.”
That was true.
There were four student clubs in the school: the Literature Club, the Anime Club, the News Station, and the Broadcasting Station.
In his previous life, Zhang Luo had not joined a single one.
Xu Da said, “Doesn’t our school have a soccer club?”
“Our school only has a soccer team.”
“What’s the difference?”
“How would I know?” Zhang Luo said. “Anyway, the student clubs registered with the school’s Youth League Committee are just those four.”
“How do you know so clearly?”
“Someone told me.”
Zhang Luo had been curious why they had a classroom in the laboratory building as an activity room.
So Mona had explained the benefits they enjoyed at school as an official student club.
“Because our Anime Club also takes on a lot of work related to making posters for school events, the school specially provided us with an activity room.”
“But only the few of us do cosplay. The others don’t know we’re doing this,” Mona said. “So you have to keep this confidential for us, including from the other members of the Anime Club.”
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Zhang Luo felt as if he had discovered a new continent.
This was clearly the school he knew so well, so why had he never known before that there were so many things at school he didn’t know about?
Zhang Luo had always felt that his student days had been too ordinary, too dull and monotonous, basically with studying running through the main storyline.
But now, it seemed that perhaps only his own student days had been too ordinary, not this school.
From the debate competition to the Anime Club—
Zhang Luo had only been reborn for less than a week, yet his trajectory in high school had already undergone an almost completely opposite change.
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In the afternoon, during English class, Chu Xing announced the two class representatives.
Zhang Luo and Li Miaomiao were called by name and asked to stand, which could be considered an official announcement of their status.
Zhang Luo discovered that quite a few classmates were looking at him with envy, even reverence.
For him, this was definitely an unprecedented experience.
After he sat down, he heard Xu Da snort, “I’ll just wait and see whether you rank at the top in next week’s exam.”
Zhang Luo couldn’t help laughing.
He thought, when the exam results came out next week, would all the students in class be shocked?
It seemed that, somehow, he had inexplicably become a top student in other people’s eyes?
What a headache.
When the time came, people wouldn’t think he was the king of pretending, would they?
The pressure of studying suddenly emerged again.
Fortunately, after a few days, Zhang Luo had already moved on from his initial state of total chaos to gradually finding his rhythm.
It wasn’t that he had remembered everything or understood everything, but after reading for several days, he had some idea now. He knew how to stuff this textbook knowledge back into his head bit by bit.
Exam rankings were based on total score.
This time, he decided to aim for points. Whichever content could earn him the most points in the shortest amount of time, he would prioritize that first.
For example, math, physics, and chemistry. In first year of high school, those three subjects were basically about applying formulas.
Once he understood the formulas, he understood everything.
Among politics, history, and geography, geography was the subject to prioritize for points. At this stage, the tested content mainly focused on the Earth’s revolution and rotation, which was basically like math problems too.
As for politics and history, he could only “memorize as much as he could.”
The difficult ones were English and biology.
Biology had always been his weak point, and English even more so.
If he wanted to raise his score in a short time—
Unless he went and stole the exam questions.
Forget it, forget it.
Zhang Luo had only one requirement for himself in the next exam: staying within the top 700 of the grade would be enough.
It was unrealistic to maintain the ranking he had in his previous life.
Fifteen years had taken away too many things, including the textbook knowledge in his mind.
However, after school, he still went to play soccer.
Sharpening the blade would not delay the work of chopping wood, after all.
A good body and a cheerful mood were the fuel for maintaining the motivation to study.
Besides, he had just promised Zhou Hengyu that he would take him along to play a little.
It was just that Zhou Hengyu didn’t know a single rule.
So Zhang Luo told him to run along with him.
“We won’t pass the ball to you. Just watch us play and run with us,” Zhang Luo said. “First figure out what we’re doing.”
Zhou Hengyu said, “...Oh.”
After running for ten minutes, the fatty started panting heavily and sweating buckets.
“I can’t run anymore, can’t run anymore.” He waved his hands and walked toward the side of the field.
Zhang Luo pointed at another soccer ball by the side of the field and said, “Go practice juggling the ball over there.”
Zhou Hengyu said, “What the heck is that?”
Zhang Luo demonstrated for him.
Zhou Hengyu: “...”
He tried it. Forget juggling it—he couldn’t even get the ball up at all.
But he kept trying, and the ball kept rolling off to the side, so he had to keep going to retrieve it...
In a roundabout way, it actually achieved the effect of getting him moving.
His whole body was drenched in sweat.
His face was flushed.
His eyes were unfocused.
Xu Da looked at him with newfound respect. “Not bad, fatty. I thought you wouldn’t last ten minutes before running away.”
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