From September to October, most of the people in the class got acquainted with each other, and the class committee was elected. Three new officers took office. The first thing the class committee members planned was to take the whole class out to play once.
After the criminal law class on Monday, the monitor and the study committee members asked for everyone's opinions symbolically. Although everyone's response was not particularly positive, almost no one said a word.
The monitor Cao Zheng looked around the classroom and said, "If everyone has no opinion, then this weekend?"
"Let's rush a little this weekend," Liang Shenghan, who was sitting in the front row of An Ning, said, "What if everyone has an arrangement, how about next weekend?"
This opinion was immediately responded to by most of the people, and Cao Zheng nodded his head readily: "Okay, then it will be set for next weekend. I will consult with the class committees where to go."
Many classmates in the classroom interjected:
"Don't go too far."
"Don't be too expensive, my living expenses are almost gone this month!"
Cao Zheng smiled and assured one by one: "Don't worry, you know what!"
An Ning is a little grateful to the girl who specially said that it should not be too expensive. He really didn't expect to have class activities so soon. His part-time salary in the fast food restaurant has not been paid this month, and the money for work-study studies will not be paid until the end of the month. He will be uniformly printed on the card. When he came to the school to report, his family gave him 1,000 yuan. The tuition fee for the first academic year was also paid by the family. He was very grateful. I have to figure out my own way. Before coming to A University, I thought very well. Scholarships, work-study programs, and part-time jobs will allow him to study safely and steadily for the past four years. There should be no problem, but the plan can’t keep up with the changes. , where a little expense pops up, like a leaking water pipe. The thousand yuan on his card is now only over four hundred, and it is impossible for group activities to be avoided because of him alone...
Maybe I can find a reason not to participate
With a heavy heart, he put away his mobile phone and pulled his backpack, when someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind: "An Ning."
He turned his head to look, and the study committee member Chai Meng sat down in the back row and said, "Qin Weihang didn't come to class today, you are responsible for notifying him."
An Ning was dumbfounded. The boys in the class knew that Qin Weihang didn't live in the dormitory. After all, they all lived in the same building, but the girls probably didn't know about it, so he had to explain: "I may not be able to inform him, he lives outside and doesn't go back to the dormitory. "
"Ah?" Chai Meng was surprised, "Has he never returned to the dormitory once?"
Anning nodded, that's it.
"Wow, don't you have a bedroom all by yourself?"
An Ning smiled bitterly, that's true, this may be the only worthwhile thing that has happened to him since he entered the university.
Chai dreamed about it, smiled and said, "The next time he comes to the jurisprudence class, I will tell him myself."
An Ning breathed a sigh of relief when Chai Meng continued, "You are coming to the group activity!"
He looked at the back of Chai Meng who got up and left briskly after he finished speaking, and wanted to cry without tears.
Alas, life is so hard...
***
The jurisprudence class was on Wednesday, and Qin Weihang really came. When he entered the classroom door, he even had a black letter headband tied on his forehead. It was so trendy that even An Ning couldn't help looking up at him this time. After entering the classroom, he may have found that too many people were looking at him, so Qin Weihang tore off the Supreme headband as if he had realized it later, and copied it into the pocket of the black hooded sweater. When he passed by, An Ning smelled the smell of rain on his body. It came from the open black hooded sweater. He had no other talents, except for his nose. The smell, or the smell of the forest
When Qin Weihang took out the hand that plugged the headband from the big pocket of the sweater, the chest of the sweater was taken away a little, and An Ning happened to see that the white T-shirt inside him was a little wet. I didn't mean to stare at people, but it was obvious that the white cotton T-shirt was wet, and the wet place inside Qin Weihang's T-shirt was not dry. Maybe it's not the smell of wild forest at all, just the smell of rain. How much has it been raining? He looked out the window reflexively, and the leaves outside the window were glowing with water. He remembered that it seemed to have rained last night, but it stopped in the morning.
In today's jurisprudence class, Mr. Wang Qiulin told everyone about an inheritance case called Riggs v. Palmer. Everyone was discussing it vigorously in the class, but Mr. Wang Qiulin suddenly named Qin Weihang: "Qin Weihang, what do you think? Should this will take effect?"
An Ning waited for a long time without waiting for Qin Weihang to speak. She was a little puzzled when she heard Qin Weihang's very dull voice ask: "Can you repeat the case?"
Teacher Wang Qiulin on the podium shook his head, and An Ning also understood that Qin Weihang was either distracted or sleeping, and Teacher Wang Qiulin would call him by name.
But he didn't expect that he would be hit by Wang Qiulin in the next second: "An Ning, tell him about this case."
An Ning was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to stand up. When she saw Teacher Wang Qiulin motioning him to sit down, on the first day of jurisprudence, Teacher Wang Qiulin asked everyone not to stand up when speaking in the future, which was embarrassing. Qin Weihang said.
"Uh." He turned around, pushed his glasses habitually, and saw Qin Weihang, who was two rows away from him, still sitting by the window in the last row, Qin Weihang leaning back slightly, both arms forward On the desk, holding a pen in his right hand, he was turning around, looking at him, waiting for his retelling. An Ning felt that she was being stared at as if she was warned by a police light, so she quickly sorted it out in her mind and narrated the case again.
This is a real case in nineteenth century New York, where a man named Palmer poisoned his grandfather, who left him a large estate in his will, and now The question is whether Palmer still has the right to inherit his grandfather's estate.
"...That's it." He finished speaking, speaking a little quickly, but trying not to omit any details that would help Qin Weihang's judgment, for example, according to the New York law at the time, this will is valid. Speaking in public has always been his death point. Sometimes he clearly has a clear idea. When he is called up to speak, his thinking will become a mess in an instant. I don't know if Qin Weihang understands it.
After listening to him, Qin Weihang's eyes narrowed, and he stopped the pen on his hand. He thought that Qin Weihang didn't understand, so he opened his mouth to say what you don't understand. I'll tell you again, but Qin Weihang did it very quickly. The answer, quite different from most of the class, he said: "I am the judge and I will not let him inherit the estate."
With a strange feeling, An Ning's eyes lit up. He and Qin Weihang agreed, even though they were in the minority.
Teacher Wang Qiulin asked him, "Why don't you let him inherit?"
Qin Weihang said, "he doesn't deserve it."
The whole class was dumbfounded. When An Ning heard Liang Shenghan in the front row almost burst out laughing, he was dumbfounded and stared at Qin Weihang with wide eyes. This... Such a simple sense of justice, it's been a long time since I was in law school...
Teacher Wang Qiulin laughed: "Can you disrespect the will of the testator himself if you are a judge?"
Qin Weihang actually replied: "The person who made the will is gone, how can he be sure of his will?"
"The will is his will," said Cao Zheng, the squad leader.
Many people are also echoing: "Yeah, why else do you make a will? Isn't it just for use when you can't confirm your will after death?" "One code is one code, although this person has committed a crime, the law still Protecting his legitimate right to inherit the estate."
"If the court rules that he can inherit the estate, then I think the law should be changed."
After Qin Weihang said this, there was a sudden silence in the classroom, but no one refuted him, obviously he had no reason, but maybe it was just because he was Qin Weihang.
There was a sense of restraint in the unanswered classroom, but An Ning couldn't help but agree with Qin Weihang. The spirit of the law should be to maintain justice and justice. It's just that Qin Weihang's performance really doesn't look like a law student. He is really rebellious, An Ning couldn't help thinking that.
Teacher Wang Qiulin interrupted everyone's argument. She said that the final judgment of this case was that the court deprived Palmer of his inheritance rights. There was a momentary uproar among most of the class with dissenting opinions.
Wang Qiulin said: "No matter how this case is decided, the legal community will have two opinions, but the law itself is by no means black and white. In the end, why most judges support the deprivation of his inheritance is worthy of our consideration."
***
After the jurisprudence class that day, everyone left the classroom in twos and threes, and Liang Shenghan turned around and knocked on the Anning table: "Want to go to the cafeteria?"
Usually he and Liang Shenghan go to the cafeteria for lunch, but he applied for a work-study program, and today he has to clean the classroom: "I have to clean the classroom, you go first."
Liang Shenghan pouted and whispered, "You don't have to be too serious about sweeping a classroom, there will be no dishes in a while."
An Ning looked up and smiled at him: "I know."
In the two months since I came to A University Law School, because I was either working part-time or going to the library or study room every day, the only one who got closer to him was Liang Shenghan in the next bedroom, and there was a time when Liang Shenghan's notebook suddenly became silent. He just happened to know how to do it, so he helped him fix it. Liang Shenghan stared at him in amazement and said, "I can't see it, Xueba, you can go to the computer school next door!"
In fact, it's just because the computer at home is too old and often broken. He has been ill for a long time. He can't be regarded as a scholar. It was only later that he realized that his grades in the law school were actually the first. , but not because he is smart. .
In short, as long as he met Liang Shenghan in the dormitory after that, Liang Shenghan would ask him to have dinner or something. It was the first friend he made in the university.
An Ning packed up and got up to clean up when she heard someone shout, "Hey, Qin Weihang!"
It was Chai Meng, An Ning remembered that he wanted to inform Qin Weihang about the class activities next weekend.
Qin Weihang had already left the classroom. He turned around and stopped when he heard someone call him. He stood in the corridor and listened to Chai Meng's words patiently, and said, "I don't have time."
This didn't stumped Chai Meng, she immediately said: "This is the first class activity, none of them can be missed!"
Qin Weihang still said to me: "I'm not going, I have something to do."
He didn't answer Chai Meng's words at all, the two seemed to be shouting on two channels. Chai Meng was choked and asked, "What's the matter with you? Can't you spare two days?"
There was already a bit of reproach in her tone, and An Ning could hear it. At this stage, it was impossible for him to refuse him, but there was no doubt that Qin Weihang wanted to refuse to the end, so he thought of stealing the teacher. Xue Yi's mind pricked up his ears while sweeping the floor.
I only heard Qin Weihang say, "It has nothing to do with you."
An Ning turned back dumbfounded, and saw Qin Weihang lift the backpack strap on his shoulders, and walked around Chai Meng. He lowered his head when talking to Chai Meng, but now he also raised his head, and his arrogance was about to burst out. Framed. Not only was Chai Meng stunned, An Ning was also in awe.
This stealing teacher can't learn art, he can't learn it.
***
A week passed in a blink of an eye, and the last thing An Ning wanted to face was coming. The class committee contacted a local canyon for a two-day weekend tour. The cost was 200 yuan per person in advance. Cao Zheng also said that generally they will not make up.
That canyon is a small and well-known local attraction. There are many farmhouses nearby. The accommodation is much cheaper than staying in a hotel. It only takes two hours to drive back and forth. Everyone thinks the price of 200 yuan is quite suitable. The response this time is better than It's been hotter than last time.
Cao Zheng asked everyone to transfer the money to Chai Meng. An Ning became even more anxious. Seeing the students transferring money on WeChat one after another between classes and after class, he struggled with thoughts for a long time, but decided not to delay, and quickly found an excuse to push it away. Bar.
That day, the teacher of the Constitution class asked the class committee to count everyone's email addresses, so Chai Meng was responsible for collecting money after class, and Cao Zheng was responsible for registering everyone's email addresses one by one. An Ning watched Cao Zheng's seat and wanted to wait. A little less and then go over. The two girls wrote their e-mails in Cao Zheng's notebook one after the other and left the classroom. There were not many people in the classroom now. He made up his mind to stand up and walk over. Cao Zheng looked up and saw him. , turned a page of the notebook with a smile, and said, "Write here!"
An Ning wrote down the email address in a complicated mood, put down the pen gently, and said, "That... I may not be able to go next weekend, I... "
He didn't even have time to say why he wanted a part-time job, when Cao Zheng interrupted him understandingly: "I know," he lowered his voice, "Are you in trouble? I'll help you before that two hundred yuan. Put it on it, and you can pay it back to me later when you have money."
At that moment, he was actually moved. He didn't doubt Cao Zheng's kindness at all, but this suggestion was even more unacceptable to him. It not only cost money, but also owed favors. Although Cao Zheng lowered his voice, he wasn't whispering after all. At this moment in the classroom, no one left, not even Qin Weihang. After Cao Zheng said this, An Ning felt his face flushed red almost instantly, and for a while He didn't know what to say.
Someone came over, and the tall figure blocked the light outside the window. An Ning saw the black diving watch on the wrist of the person who came, and suddenly recognized Qin Weihang. The faint sense of shame seemed to be heavier because of Qin Weihang's arrival. He lowered his head and watched Qin Weihang pick up the pen on Cao Zheng's desk. He pressed the notebook with his wrist and wrote his own electronic message on the notebook with one hand. The e-mail address, his handwriting is especially good-looking, and the PK of his own primary school font above is rubbish. Then Qin Weihang put the pen on the notebook, straightened up and said, "He can't go, so he has an appointment with me."
An Ning thought he had heard it wrong, and suddenly looked up at Qin Weihang, who was much taller than him.
Cao Zheng was also stunned, raised his head and asked him, "Ah? Really?"
An Ning was stuck, he instinctively looked at Qin Weihang, Qin Weihang looked back at him lightly, very calm, An Ning was seen by him as if he couldn't help himself, and said, "Really." He nodded towards Cao Zheng guilty, feeling I am afraid that my face is so red that I have betrayed myself.
"What are you doing on an appointment?" Cao Zheng looked at the two of them back and forth.
Qin Weihang said calmly, "That's our business."
This time, Cao Zheng's face was red, and he looked at An Ning again, his eyes were full of curiosity, but just like Qin Weihang's unreasonable words in class silenced the whole class, Cao Zheng clearly had many questions. But did not ask the exit.
An Ning's heart was racing towards one hundred and eighty. Qin Weihang walked past him and raised his chin towards him: "Let's go."
An Ning quickly nodded to the monitor and hurriedly followed. Qin Weihang was tall and long-legged. After walking out of the classroom, he had already reached the end of the corridor. An Ning wanted to say "thank you" to him. Qin Weihang said behind him, "Thank you!"
Qin Weihang took a look and chased after him persistently, and leaned his head out from the side to thank the boy: "It's okay, I just see that you don't want to participate, why explain so much to them, don't go if you don't want to go."
An Ning laughed, and Qin Weihang left by himself.
Never thought that the first conversation between the two would take place in such a situation, and Qin Weihang was really just a gang, did not know him, did not sympathize with him, and did not recognize his roommate.