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Xiao Tuo is 10 years old.

A student sneakily sticks a note saying "I'm a pig" on the back of another student who is asleep at their desk.

The simple illustration shows that children of this age still love to play pranks, but also that they work hard at their studies.

Tuo Yi remembers that when he was in school, he was the one who often slept at his desk, nicknamed "Sleeping Immortal."

Along with several other classmates known as "Sleep Demon," "Sleep God," and "Sleep Saint," they were collectively called "The Four Sleepers of Class Two," and were the main focus of the teacher's attention during class.

Grown up~~

The new background features a blackboard with a patch that hasn't been completely erased at the top. You can recognize that the remaining marks form the graph of a quadratic function.

The white chalk dust, the not-so-clean blackboard, and the erasers in the long groove below the blackboard all evoke a sense of familiarity.

On the far left side of the blackboard, a section is deliberately left blank:

"Homework: 2-1/5.6.7

Preview 2-2"

Xiao Tuo looks taller, with a hint of a young man's appearance. He sits at a teacher's desk in front of the platform, looking unhappy, as if his rebellious period has begun.

Two failed attempts have made Tuo Yi afraid to push Xiao Tuo too hard with his studies.

Fortunately, when parental satisfaction is at its highest, you can encourage your child, thereby reducing psychological shadows.

The difficulty of the learning courses is also increasing, requiring more comprehension, and of course, the increased attributes bring more pressure.

"Practicing historical knowledge."

"Practicing preliminary algebra."

"Daily | Rejection of the opposite sex

If you start communicating with the opposite sex, people will always gossip behind your back."

"Daily | Suspicion of parents

Parents don't understand many new knowledge and trends as well as you do, and you start to challenge authority."

A new expectation of reaching a key middle school standard has appeared, but Tuo Yi glanced at it and had no intention of completing it at all.

It requires 2500 points of memory, and he is still far short of that.

At the beginning, the parents' expectations were not high, but as time went by, the requirements for completing the expectations also increased.

The days passed round after round in mundane studies and entertainment.

The only thing that made Tuo Yi feel happy was when he had saved enough pocket money to buy his favorite toy in the store.

Choice: "The topic of this exam's composition is 'My Parents'. What are you going to write about..."

[Write about my father beating me]

[Write about my mother's encouragement]

[Write about my parents arguing]

Different choice events appear every few rounds.

Tuo Yi smiled. Did he even need to think about it? Of course, he would choose the second one. If he chose the others, he would probably get beaten when he got home.

"The composition score is average, but the mother is very happy. (EQ +150)"

A shaking "正" character appears at the bottom of the screen.

Running for class monitor!

On this interface, there are three candidates, with Xiao Tuo looking arrogant.

Below each person, there are three data points: "Teacher-Student Relationship," "Moral Example," and "Popular Support," which are visually displayed through bar graphs.

Xiao Tuo's success rate is shown as 27%, Feng Yulai is about the same, and Ma Guoyong is the highest, at 45%.

The homeroom teacher, with neat, short black hair, speaks from the podium: "For this election of class officers, I hope everyone has their own judgment and is not influenced by other factors! Of course, I personally think Ma Guoyong is very good, so do what you think is best."

Tuo Yi thought, "Isn't this a foregone conclusion?"

Feng Yulai: "I hope everyone will cast their solemn vote for me!"

Below Feng Yulai, a simple animation appears, with two classmates whispering and then nodding, seeming to indicate their approval.

Feng Yulai's success rate therefore rises to 30%.

"Feng Yulai has increased his popular support by helping classmates, but his relationship with the teacher has decreased. Feng Yulai has given people something to talk about!"

Ma Guoyong: "I report, I expose!"

"Ma Guoyong privately reported Feng Yulai's problems to the teacher, and the teacher began to distance himself from him and become closer to Ma Guoyong."

Tuo Yi: "...This feels like a small society!"

It's Xiao Tuo's turn, and he can choose strategies such as "Help Classmates," "Self-Promotion," and "Get Close to the Teacher," and he can also ally with or distance himself from one of the other two.

Tuo Yi compared the advantages and disadvantages of different strategies: "My moral example is an advantage, so I'll do self-promotion!"

"Xiao Tuo has increased his moral example through self-promotion, but the students are slightly disgusted!"

After several rounds, various strategies were tried, but Ma Guoyong's advantage remained until the end, and he was successfully elected as class monitor.

The result display interface uses the number of "正" characters below each person's portrait to represent the support rate, which is very Huaguo (China) characteristic.

The homeroom teacher said: "The results of this class officer election are very clear. Let's give Ma Guoyong a round of applause!"

Tuo Yi was just participating in the election for fun, so he wasn't too disappointed by the loss.

After this round, a shaking red envelope appears at the bottom of the screen.

Mom: "We're going to visit relatives for the New Year in a while. Remember what I told you?"

Xiao Tuo's eyes are full of indifference and rebellion, and his hands are coolly in his pockets: "Of course I remember! When giving red envelopes, you still have to be a little polite. You can't directly refuse, and you can't just take it!"

Narration: "To get the lucky money, you need to control the cursor by clicking the mouse and keep the cursor within the orange area when the time runs out. If the cursor accidentally touches either end, it will be judged as a failure!"

Tuo Yi couldn't help but laugh: "This is too real!"

He entered the red envelope mini-game interface.

Mom introduced with a smile: "Come on, kowtow to your third uncle! He was so good to you when you were little, have you forgotten?"

On both sides of the interface are bright red couplets: "The spring breeze of reform blows into the door, and the people of the whole country are energetic."

The red envelope says "Happy New Year," and the background is also a light warm color, giving people a festive and auspicious New Year feeling.

The hands on the left are clasped together, making a gesture of pushing outward: "Auntie, you mustn't."

The hand holding the red envelope on the right shook it up and down twice: "Take it, take it."

The red envelope was pushed towards him, and Tuo Yi hurriedly clicked twice to keep the floating standard in the orange area below.

"I'm so old, I shouldn't accept it."

"I told you to take it, so take it."

"No, no, no, my mom said not to accept anything."

The aunt suddenly exerted force, and the red envelope moved a lot towards him, and Tuo Yi quickly increased the frequency of clicks, and then pushed the red envelope back. The time above was constantly passing.

"Okay, there are only 4 seconds left!"

The less time left, the greater the swing of the red envelope.

Tuo Yi stared at the time out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that victory was within his grasp, a smug smile appeared on his face, but the other side suddenly stopped exerting force, causing him to push the red envelope too far and touch the bottom.

Mom appeared: "This child, really. Just take it when adults give it to you. We're all family, don't be so polite! I'll keep it for you first! I'll use it for your tuition later!"

The cooked duck flew away, and Tuo Yi was extremely depressed: "Hey, why did it suddenly push over! My New Year's money!"

Fortunately, the second time he mastered the technique a little, and finally the floating standard stopped in the orange area.

Victory! Pocket money +200

Tuo Yi smiled so hard that his eyebrows opened: "200 pocket money all at once, it's so cool! Now I can buy the toy I've always wanted to buy!"