FWF Chapter 52 Elective Courses
Chapter 52 Elective Courses
Sunday night, darkness fell.
Happy times during the day are always short, especially for these freshmen who have just gone through a few days of grueling military training and will be back on the playground to eat dirt tomorrow.
The atmosphere in the classroom was somewhat somber.
Dozens of people sat there, and they all had one thing in common—they were all dark-skinned.
Even after just a few days in the sun, these originally fair-skinned high school students looked like they had been mining coal in Africa for half a month, their teeth appearing exceptionally white.
The counselor, Lao Zhang, stood on the podium and turned on the projector.
"Cheer up, everyone!"
"Although we have military training tomorrow, tonight's class meeting is very important."
"This concerns your credits, and it's about whether you can graduate smoothly!"
"Course selection!"
"In addition to the required courses, each of you must complete the required elective course credits before graduation."
"If you don't earn enough credits for elective courses, you can forget about getting your diploma in your senior year."
A chorus of wails erupted from below.
Having just escaped the harsh realities of military training, they now face the pressure of academic studies.
The elective course selection system will officially open tonight at 8 PM!
Regardless of the fate of those below, Old Zhang, holding a laser pointer, pointed at the PPT on the screen and continued speaking:
My advice is to take at least two courses each semester.
"Don't delay!"
"Don't think you can have too much fun in your freshman year and catch up in your junior or senior year. By then, you'll have internships, papers to write, and film sets to run around. You'll be exhausted!"
"Of course, if you think you have plenty of energy and are a top student, you can choose up to 4 courses. The more you work, the more credits you get."
In the audience, Jiang Bai sat in the back row, twirling a pen in his hand, looking completely nonchalant.
Straight A student?
I'll never be a top student in this lifetime.
His life motto can be summed up in two words: "Lie flat."
Since the system has given him an extraordinary life, he should use the least amount of effort to get the highest number of credits and earn the most money.
It was exactly eight o'clock.
The course selection system is now open.
The students around me started frantically tapping their phone screens, afraid of missing out on those popular and easy classes.
Jiang Bai slowly opened the interface.
The densely packed course list is dazzling.
A History of Western Philosophy?
I get sleepy just looking at it. Not only do I have to memorize things, but I also have to write papers. PASS.
Post-production for film and television?
Working all night in the server room editing videos will cause me to lose all my hair. PASS.
"Body Shaping Training"?
Stretching and doing splits every day is excruciatingly painful, so I'll pass.
Jiang Bai's fingers swiped quickly, abandoning one popular elective course after another.
Sudden.
The names of the two courses jumped into his eyes, as if they were radiating golden light.
1. Stage Makeup and Styling Art
2. Vocal Basics Training
Jiang Bai's eyes lit up.
Isn't this a freebie question tailor-made for him?
make up?
He possesses the [Master-level Makeup Skills] rewarded by the system!
With this level of skill, she could easily be a teaching assistant, let alone attend classes.
If I take this course, won't I be able to get a perfect score with my eyes closed?
He can even help female classmates draw their eyebrows during class, thereby gaining popularity points in the process. It's simply perfect!
Next, let's look at vocal performance.
[Heavenly Voice] + [Androgynous] + [Beginner Singing Skills]
Although her singing skills are still at a beginner level, they are definitely qualified for this kind of basic elective course that is open to the whole school.
No need to practice your voice, no need to memorize theories.
You can get credits just by shouting a few times. Isn't that better than going to the library to study?
"These are the two!"
Jiang Bai didn't hesitate and tapped his finger lightly.
Course selection successful!
[Selected courses: Stage Makeup, Vocal Fundamentals]
"Done."
Jiang Bai happily put away his phone, feeling as if his graduation certificate was already beckoning to him.
He turned his head and looked at his three roommates next to him.
"Hey, what did you guys choose?"
Su Ze grinned lewdly, brought the phone screen closer, and said in a low voice:
"Hehe, you know what I mean, third brother."
"Ballroom dancing and yoga."
Jiang Bai rolled his eyes: "Yoga? What would a grown man like you do that stuff?"
Su Ze raised an eyebrow: "You just don't understand."
"In these two courses, the percentage of female students is as high as 90%!"
"And ballroom dancing requires holding hands, and yoga requires mutual stretching..."
"This isn't a class; it's a giant matchmaking event!"
"..."
Jiang Bai gave a thumbs up.
No wonder he's the second oldest; his brain circuitry is hopeless.
He then looked at Gu Dapeng beside him.
Gu Dapeng scratched his head, looking rather simple and honest.
"I chose 'Film Appreciation' and 'Basketball'."
"I heard that film appreciation involves watching movies in the dark, which is a good way to catch up on sleep."
"I'm good at basketball, let's go bully the noobs."
That's pragmatic, and it fits Gu Dapeng's persona of "eating well, sleeping well, and being healthy."
Finally, it's Lin Le.
This guy pushed up his glasses, and a cold, intelligent (and nerdy) glint flashed across the lenses:
"Computer Programming and Logic".
"I will conquer the world with code."
"If we become famous in the future, I'll develop a special app for us to attract fans."
Fine.
Everyone in room 404 is truly talented, with a clear division of labor.
……
The class meeting ended quickly.
Everyone dragged their tired bodies back in twos and threes, preparing to face the harsh realities of tomorrow's military training.
Jiang Bai had just finished packing his things and was preparing to blend into the crowd and slip away to go back to his corpse.
"Jiang Bai, wait a minute."
Old Zhang's voice came from the podium.
Jiang Bai's heart skipped a beat.
What's wrong now?
Could it be that his leave request was exposed? Or did they discover he was out cross-dressing?
He steeled himself and walked over, forcing a signature harmless smile onto his face:
"Teacher Zhang, you haven't left yet?"
Old Zhang looked at him with a smile, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, his tone full of admiration:
"You're something else, kid!"
"The department just handed out the program list for the party."
"I saw it all!"
"Your original song 'Love You' was one of the closing acts!"
"This really makes our class monitor look incredibly important!"
"Do your best at tomorrow night's rehearsal, don't mess it up!"
Jiang Bai breathed a sigh of relief.
So that's what it was about.
"Thank you, teacher. It's all thanks to your excellent guidance. I will work hard." Jiang Bai flattered her without hesitation.
Stop being so cheeky.
Old Zhang was in a good mood. While tidying up his lesson plans, he suddenly remembered something and casually asked:
"By the way, speaking of this..."
"Didn't you take the last couple of days off to go to Kyoto for auditions?"
"How did it go?"
"That drama, 'Beauty's Rival in Palace,' did Yu Zheng make things difficult for you?"
"What kind of role will you be auditioning for? A bodyguard? Or a eunuch?"
"Just between you and the teacher, if the role is good, our class will organize a trip to be your fan club!"
Jiang Bai's smile instantly froze.
Be a fan?
No! Please don't!
If the whole class went to be his fans and saw him dressed in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robes, playing the tragic and resentful Empress Zhang Yan...
Then Jiang Bai's lifelong reputation would be completely ruined!
How am I supposed to get by in school from now on?
Direct social death!
Jiang Bai's eyes flickered, and he was almost sweating profusely.
How was he supposed to answer that?
Did they audition for the role? Or is it the third female lead?
Old Zhang would probably call 120 on the spot and send him to the psychiatric ward for examination.
Or perhaps people thought he underwent some indescribable sex reassignment surgery to become famous.
Too dangerous!
You absolutely mustn't tell!
Jiang Bai's eyes flickered, and he stammered as he changed the subject:
"Um...that..."
"It went pretty smoothly, not bad."
"Director Yu is a really nice guy. He even treated me to a boxed lunch and added a chicken leg."
"It's just... not finalized yet."
"After all, it's a big production, so they said they need to do some more screening and go through the procedures."
"I'm waiting for notification too."
After saying that, Jiang Bai didn't dare to look Old Zhang in the eye, afraid that the old fox would see through his lie.
He suddenly pointed out the window:
"Oh dear, teacher!"
"I just remembered I left my clothes hanging on the balcony!"
"It would be terrible if it rained! That's the camouflage uniform I need to wear for military training tomorrow!"
"I'm leaving now! Goodbye, teacher!"
Done.
Jiang Bai didn't give Lao Zhang a chance to ask any further questions.
He slipped and slid out of the classroom.
It was moving so fast it looked like a dog was chasing it.
Watching Jiang Bai's retreating figure.
Old Zhang scratched his thinning hair, looking puzzled:
"Why are you running?"
"The moon is so big outside, where did the rain come from?"
"Why is this child behaving so strangely?"
"Could it be that you weren't selected and are too embarrassed to say so?"
"Sigh, that's true. It's not easy to get into those big production crews. They probably got rejected and were afraid of losing face."
"If you weren't selected, you weren't selected. It's good to come back and do your military training well and prepare well for the party."
"The grand finale... Our class can put on a grand finale performance now! Wow, that's awesome!"