"I have said the ugly words in advance, but there are still so many people who want to challenge the bottom line. Don't think that you can be lazy and ignore what the teacher says just because you have good grades. Open your eyes and look at this world. There are so many people who are better and work harder than you. If you are satisfied with temporary results and slack off, you will not achieve anything in your future life!"
This barrage of criticism was so targeted that everyone in the classroom was stunned.
"What are you still standing there for? Get out!"
Jiang Wen looked at the astonished eyes indifferently.
"You guys study in the classroom first." The Iron Lady said this and walked down from the podium.
The discussion suddenly broke out the moment the Iron Lady stepped out of the classroom.
"A Tie is really angry this time."
"That's too harsh."
"Wow, wow, there's going to be something interesting to watch."
Zhao Binlin witnessed with his own eyes Jiang Wen throwing the test paper backwards two seconds before the teacher arrived.
He was so shocked that he didn't even know how to express his shock. However, he was not very knowledgeable, so he choked up and said, "The Iron Lady has a heart of iron, and Jiang Wen has a head of iron, too."
Jiang Wen was punished to run on the playground, which was definitely a beautiful sight on campus.
—At least almost no one in the same grade doesn’t know Jiang Wen.
Considering his family background, appearance and other factors, Jiang Wen was mentioned most frequently in all kinds of gossip about handsome guys after school. He was the president of the student union in junior high school, and always ranked first in his studies. He was a cool and gentle person, and he didn't even look at the girls who approached him.
The colder he was, the more mysterious he seemed to the high school girl. Just like the Stockholm patient, she was tortured but unable to extricate herself.
In fact, no one was paying attention to the lecture. Only the monitor and the English class representative were trying to maintain discipline.
Amid the whispers, Feng Ning supported his chin and looked out the window blankly.
Through the glass, one can see a small corner of the playground in the distance. After a few minutes, Jiang Wen's figure will flash by.
The sun was scorching, and people taking physical education classes were gathered in groups of three or four around the playground. Some pretended to pass by, some pretended to appreciate the scenery, but in fact their eyes were secretly turning to someone.
The boys who were punished to run did not feel ashamed, on the contrary, they were quite happy. Because they found that running with Jiang Wen and being watched by girls were great.
Soon there were posts on the forum, and the title of this post was also very concise: What's going on? A prince who breaks the law is subject to the same punishment as a commoner
The following building was built very quickly:
Passerby 1: Who is the prince? What law has he violated? Can you give me some directions
Passerby 2: Answering the above, the prince is Jiang Wen, running on the playground
Passerby 3: It's ok for a prince to break the law and be punished the same as a commoner, hahahahahahahaha
Passerby 4: What happened? Jiang Wen, what happened
Passerby 5: I heard he was punished for not doing his homework
The poster posted a blurry photo, with only the side profile, and the pixels looked like it was taken secretly with a mobile phone. Although it is blurry, it still can't hide the beauty.
So the enthusiasm for replying to posts became more and more intense:
Passerby A: wuhoooooo~ Please tell me, which grade is he in, and which class is he in! ! ! ! ! Is he taken?
Passerby B: Wow!!! So handsome!!! His skin looks so good!!!
Passerby C: So... you really don't know Jiang Wen? He was already famous... If you don't know him, I suggest you check out some of the best posts on Tieba. There's a list of school idols that includes him. I guarantee that he's 10,000 times more handsome in person than in his photos~~~~~
P.S.: He is not only handsome, but also has excellent grades. But he is quite aloof, not just ordinary aloof, but extremely aloof. Not only aloof, but also not interested in women. Let me give you an example. He can avoid people who confess to him without changing his expression, and even refuses to accept other people's love letters. Ladies, please be careful before you act.
A few people came in, like wilted eggplants just pulled out of the water, and all the students in the classroom focused their eyes on them.
Jiang Wen walked to his seat, pulled out the chair and sat down quietly.
"Oh, you're finally back!" Xi Gaoyuan, standing several rows away from everyone, pretended to be concerned and shouted, "Are you tired? Are you not sunburned?"
Zhao Binlin began to recite a poem with deep affection: "I also long for such a person, to save me from fear, from suffering, from wandering, from being without support. I also long for such a person, to stand in front of me without hesitation when I don't do my homework, to save me-"
"Looking for a fight?"
After receiving a cold glare from Jiang Wen, Zhao Binlin swallowed the rest of his words.
He had just finished an intense exercise, his back was wet, his school uniform stuck to his body, and the sweat revealed most of his body outlines.
"Hey." Feng Ning patted him.
Jiang Wen turned his face to the side, with strands of sweat trickling down his face. He was panting slightly before his breathing had evened out.
"I've finished copying. Thank you, Xueba. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you."
Jiang Wen took the paper and glanced at it. Someone had filled in the name column with a sharp pen, and the last stroke of the word "问" was drawn very low, forming a hook.
After looking at it for about a minute, he put the paper into the drawer.
Zhao Binlin was browsing forums on his phone to eat the gossip about Jiang Wen. As a semi-informed person, he suddenly hummed a song shyly: "It's too hard to turn back from the love of a lifetime, and I hide the bitterness in my heart~"
Jiang Wen paused as he lowered his head to pick up the book, stared at him for a few seconds, and then turned his eyes away.
Zhao Binlin leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and reveled in the thought: "You know, I'm always the one experiencing the heartache~"
Seeing his ugly face, the person sitting in front of him turned around and asked, "What's the matter? Did Mr. Zhao break up?"
"Nonono, I'm not the one who failed in love." Zhao Binlin put on an unfathomable expression, "If you don't listen to Jacky Cheung when you are young, you will be heartbroken if you understand him."
The morning class hadn't finished yet, and during the break, many little girls found out where Jiang Wen sat, and came to the corridor of Class 9 to watch him, under the pretext of passing by to go to the toilet. Some strangers even called out his name. There were also people in the class whispering to this side.
Jiang Wen didn't know what was going on and was confused.
But he soon found out the source of the incident—his old half-naked photos were dug up.
Because of that post on Tieba, some curious people directly searched for Jiang Wen’s name and followed the clues to see his old photos.
This half-naked photo was taken by a good friend of Xi Gaoyuan from his circle of friends and contributed to the next post which lists the best school idols.
It was summer, and there were no girls there. They had just finished playing basketball, and they all took off their shirts because it was so hot.
When mixed with other boys, Jiang Wen would be the most conspicuous one even if he was not standing in the middle.
It was midday, when the light was the strongest. He tilted his head back to drink water, wearing only a pair of loose sweatpants. His wet hair, lower abdomen and waist lines were clearly visible, all exposed to the camera, looking immature and sexy.
Many girls saved this half-naked photo on their mobile phones while enduring the shame.
Zhao Binlin was holding his phone and teasing, "It's over, it's over. How come the nude photos of my top star have been dug up again? Now my innocent body has been seen by everyone."
Jiang Wen sat there without moving, just buried his head in his book and ignored him.
"What is that?" Feng Ning was an out-and-out nympho with a strong desire for gossip. "What pornographic photos! I want to see them too!"
"Do you want to see Jiang Wen's nude photos?"
Feng Ning exclaimed and waved his hand, "Is it true? I want to see it. Let me appreciate it."
Zhao Binlin leaned over and asked in a fake tone, "Then I showed it to her?"
Jiang Wen was silent.
"Tsk, if you don't want it, I won't give it to you."
"Whatever." His tone was unclear as to whether it was good or bad.
Zhao Binlin said "oh" twice, teasing him deliberately: "Just give me a definite answer, what does casually mean...?"
Jiang Wen remained silent again. After a while, he said, "No."
Zhao Binlin felt his arrogance and hypocrisy, snorted, and handed the phone to Feng Ning.
Monday mornings are always particularly difficult. When school is over at noon, Zhao Binlin jumps up from his seat and cheers as if he is liberated: "Let's go, let's go eat."
Amidst the noise, Jiang Wen said, "You go first."
"Why don't you eat?"
"Um."
His face turned abnormally pale. He rubbed his forehead with his hand and closed his eyes.
Outside, music was broadcasting for the end of school. People were walking around, bumping into tables and chairs, talking and laughing, sometimes louder and sometimes softer. I waited like this for a long time, until the buzzing sound around me gradually faded away.
—Tuk-Tuk
Someone knocked on the desk twice.
Jiang Wen opened his eyes, his vision was still a little blurry, and Feng Ning's face suddenly enlarged in front of him.
The two of them were too close, and he leaned back a little uncontrollably.
When their eyes met, Jiang Wen's mind flashed back to the dream of that night. She was so close to him that he almost lost his mind in the dream.
Feng Ning tilted his head slightly, looked at his expression calmly, and straightened up after a while, "Get up."
Jiang Wen didn't react and looked up at her.
"You have heat stroke. I'll go to the infirmary with you."
At this time, there was only one female doctor on duty in the infirmary. She threw down the book she was reading and asked, "What's wrong with you two?"
Feng Ning briefly described the situation. The female doctor said, "Are you dizzy? Do you feel like vomiting? How long have you been feeling uncomfortable?"
Jiang Wen answered them one by one.
The female doctor held out her hand, "Give me your student card. I'll give you an IV."
After the IV drip, the female doctor asked him to lie down on the narrow bed.
Feng Ning stood by and helped him adjust the speed of the drip. "Thank you for the test paper today. I never knew you were so loyal to your friends."
She said this like a formal thank you, casually putting some distance between herself and him.
There is a saying that goes like this.
When the results are here, does it matter what the facts are? It doesn't matter. Everyone will only choose the answer they want.
So Feng Ning did not ask about his motives, but chose a way to explain his behavior and cover up Taiping.
Jiang Wen felt her distance, lowered his eyes, and began to get annoyed with himself.
He didn't know if he was trying to cover up his mistake or was trying to hypnotize himself, "You drank so much that you ended up in the hospital. I would do the same thing to someone else."
After a pause, he said, "You go eat, I'll be fine on my own."
Feng Ning agreed readily, "Okay, I'll leave then. If you feel uncomfortable, go ask the teacher for leave and go back to the dormitory to take a nap in the afternoon. Remember to call for help when the drip is finished."
Jiang Wen hummed and simply turned his head to the side.
The footsteps faded away and the door was gently closed with a very light sound.
The hanging white curtain is right in front of my eyes, with dancing sunlight and shadow grids divided by the window edges swaying in the breeze.
Jiang Wen stared at him for a long time, still with the same expression.
The disturbing wind gradually died down, and after a while, the white curtain stopped swaying. He pulled out the drip with all his strength.
Veins on the back of his hands bulged and blood kept oozing out. He felt much better in an instant.
He stood up and prepared to get out of bed, but when he turned his head, Jiang Wen was stunned.
Feng Ning leaned beside him, looking at him with a half-smile as if nothing had happened, "Xiao Jiang, why are you so angry?"
The author has something to say: 1. "Don't disturb me, don't wander around" is from "Sometimes there is a woman"
2. It's too hard to turn back, the lyrics are from Jacky Cheung's "It's too hard to turn back"
3. Don’t listen to Jacky Cheung when you are young, internet slang.