Wen Liang left the Workers' Stadium and went directly to school. Although he knew that Niu Guifang would definitely give in, he was still a little worried. He rushed here early in the morning, without even having time to ask Ye Yuting for leave. Thinking of how he threatened Ye Yuting in a fit of rage in order to be able to move freely in Yishan, Wen Liang had a headache. Teacher Ye was not someone to be trifled with. If she had any evidence against him today, wouldn't he be beaten to death
Seeing that he would not be able to catch up with the first two classes in the morning, Wen Liang decided to get on the bus, thinking that he would sneak in during the break. Recently, Qingyi Middle School has strengthened campus management and the system is very strict. The school gate is closed during class. No one except the leaders is allowed to enter or leave, not to mention ordinary students, even teachers. Wen Liang thought that if a leader happened to leave by car, he would have a 1% chance of success in sneaking in when no one was paying attention. But if he was unlucky, then there was only one choice - climbing over the wall!
Speaking of circumventing the firewall, although it is different from the kind of circumventing the firewall that uses a proxy to get an IP in later generations, it requires the same high technical content and personal qualities. Anyone who has lived through that era will not be unfamiliar with it. Even if they have not done it personally, they have witnessed it with their own eyes, or heard some famous jokes from word of mouth. In a famous school like Qingyi Middle School, circumventing the firewall should not be rampant. Perhaps it is the serious school spirit and rigid school rules that make students urgently need a way to vent. Among the three major violations recognized by the school, circumventing the firewall was voted first with a high vote, and the second place, not doing exercises during class, will not be surpassed in ten years.
Among the various class confrontations between the school and the students, climbing over the wall and encirclement and suppression was the longest, most brutal and never-ending war. During the day, there were investigations and counter-investigations, nighttime squatting and counter-squatting, and then encirclement and counter-encirclement. If the boarding students couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and wanted to go to the balcony to vent their feelings to Sister Chang'e, they could see the flashlights piercing the darkness by the playground, behind the cafeteria, and in the grove. There were noisy voices, hurried footsteps, and the roar of the police catching thieves. The scene was spectacular. Sometimes you could see the domestic blockbuster shot of a flower magpie riding a motorcycle and chasing behind, with a group of boys running wildly in front. Later, the teaching department even used psychological warfare and propaganda warfare, but with little effect. One winter, Hua Xi Que braved the cold wind and squatted until two or three o'clock in the morning for half a month. Finally, he could no longer bear it, and in a siege operation, he ordered the captured guys to squat in a row against the wall, and cursed them, saying that he would hang a banner with red letters around the wall the next day: Anyone who climbs over this wall will be sentenced to eight years in No. 1 Middle School!
Everyone was silent, and it was generally recognized as the most vicious curse in the last decade of the 20th century. Unfortunately, some students who climbed over the wall went to Tsinghua University and Peking University, but Gao Fan, who never climbed over the wall, actually studied in No. 1 Middle School for eight years.
The world is like a game of chess, it’s hard to explain!
Wen Liang saw that it was still early when he arrived at school, so he could only hide in the rental bookstore opposite and move a small stool to read a new novel by Jin Yong, called "Nine Yins and Nine Yangs". This book had deceived Wen Liang in his previous life, and he thought it was really a new work by Jin Yong, but after reading it, he realized that it was a rip-off.
After a while, the bell finally rang, and music started playing on the radio. After listening carefully, it turned out to be Tai Zhengxiao's "Thousand Paper Cranes". Wen Liang understood that this was a classmate from the school radio station who was abusing his power for personal gain, either for himself or for a friend to play this song. No. 1 Middle School has a radio station, and every year they select some students from the first and second grades of high school who are eloquent, speak standard Mandarin, and have loud and pleasant voices to serve as announcers. Of course, announcers basically don't show their faces, but their image must be acceptable. Isn't there a saying that looks determine destiny? No matter how nice your voice is, your partner is also a human being. Wouldn't it be depressing to broadcast with orangutans and baboons every day
So at that time, the radio station was a gathering place for handsome men and beautiful women in the school. Those who could get in were all famous figures of the time, and they were very famous in No. 1 Middle School. But there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. The radio station and the student union disliked each other and had conflicts many times. The students jokingly called it "one country, two systems". If it were in the new century, Wen Liang estimated that it would be very likely to call it the Alliance and the Horde.
The radio station is usually responsible for broadcasting during the break and after school in the afternoon. Break is easy to handle. They play some revolutionary music first, such as Unity is Strength, Returning from Target Practice, Without the Communist Party, There Would Be No New China, One, Two, Three, Four, We Are Soldiers, etc. So when Wen Liang heard that a thousand paper cranes were released today, he knew that someone was expressing their love. Then there is always the sentence "Protect your eyesight for the revolution, prevent myopia, start eye exercises, close your eyes..."
Everyone was used to these things and didn't feel anything special. But the afternoon session was very different. It was carefully arranged and included everything, including current affairs, campus folk songs, popular songs, birthday greetings, excellent manuscripts, and humorous jokes. Of course, they were not erotic. They were usually excerpts from magazines such as Yusi, Readers, Youth Digest, and Joke Collection. Fortunately, at that time, everyone's taste was not heavy and their sense of humor was relatively low, so everyone would laugh out loud. There were also many young literary people who dreamed that their writings could be turned into lead type. After being rejected by many places, the school radio station became their last straw. The small mailbox at the door of the radio station was filled with a large number of manuscripts every day, including poems, essays, novels, and even anonymous love letters. What's more, after several submissions were not accepted, he wrote a doggerel in anger to satirize the radio station's secret operation, but it was accepted and became a joke for a while.
The school was relatively open-minded in this regard. After setting a few major principles, it let the students organize and operate it themselves. Unexpectedly, it was very successful. Given the huge influence of the radio station, some bold, careful and thick-skinned guys went all out to pick up girls. They used connections to ask friends to give them cigarettes and alcohol, and asked the radio station to play a song dedicated to the girl at a certain important time of the girl they liked, such as her birthday, when she was in a bad mood, or when her period came. Wouldn't the girls who had not been exposed to the Internet be moved to tears? Facts have proved that the effect is very good, and therefore the radio station is also called the matchmaker, which means pimping.
The number of students living on campus at Qing No. 1 Middle School is very large. During the time between dinner, extracurricular activities and self-study, the sound from the loudspeaker is an indispensable embellishment in the miserable high school life of many people. In the past life, starting from Wenliang's second year of high school, No. 1 Middle School implemented a fully closed management system. All students lived on campus and could not enter or leave the campus without a pass. His life entered the darkest period. He often sat alone in the corner of the playground, listening to a girl on the radio reciting touching or gentle articles, and quietly spent that period of depression and decadence.
He didn't even know who the melodious voice belonged to, and he wasn't interested in knowing. What he wanted was nothing more than a humble and cowardly boy's unattainable wish. At the lonely age of sixteen or seventeen, he could hear a girl's voice ringing in his ears, like a whisper that gently soothed his soul, as if a white dress floated past his sight with the wind, leaving a beautiful figure dancing in the deepest part of his pupils. That feeling was ambiguous, clear and hazy, but it would never be forgotten.
Those memories of youth...
Wen Liang paid the deposit, tucked the novel between his arms, and prepared to use this knockoff to trick Ren Yi. He glanced at the school gate in front of the bookstore, but couldn't find a chance to get in. He was about to change his position and climb over the wall from the tree on the back door. Suddenly, he saw a person running hurriedly on the sidewalk on the other side. She was wearing a gray business suit and a white turtleneck sweater, which tightly wrapped her curvy body, making her legs look rounder and longer, her chest taller, her waist thinner, and her hips full of elasticity. This OL outfit was tailor-made for her, perfectly outlining the style and charm of a young woman.
When he got closer, Wen Liang took a look. He saw that the girl had long hair and beautiful features. Wasn't she the teacher Si whom he had just met yesterday
Wen Liang hurried across the street to meet him, calling out, "Teacher Si!"
Si Yajing stopped and looked at Wen Liang in surprise, "Why aren't you in class?"
"I came late today because of something, and I was wondering how to get in! Now it's good, Mr. Si, please give me a hand."
Si Yajing rolled her eyes at him and said, "Are you skipping class again? Hurry up and leave. I'm going to be late for the meeting..."
Before Wen Liang could ask her why she was late, Si Yajing had already walked to the school. The two of them came to the small side door beside the main gate one after another and knocked on the window of the message room. Old Liu's hateful face appeared, and he looked at Si Yajing expressionlessly and said, "What's the matter?"
Old Liu is in his fifties. I don't know which school leader's relative he is. He was assigned to be a security guard at No. 1 Middle School. He is a petty bourgeois and mean. He smiles at the leaders and almost lifts his chin to the sky when he sees students and ordinary teachers. His disgusting energy is disgusting, but he still thinks he is a great man with great power. This is also a common problem in many government institutions. The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister has not changed in modern times, and even places like schools have been plagued by bad habits.
Wen Liang is not saying that there is nothing wrong with being loyal to one's duties. If one really wants to be impartial and strictly enforce the school's rules, it will actually be good for the students. The key is that this guy actually dared to accept gifts. A classmate bought him a pack of cigarettes in order to sneak out at night to watch a video, but he opened the door and let him go, turning a blind eye. Ordinary teachers have to say nice things to open the door if they are late, not to mention students, there is no hope at all.
However, the only contribution of Old Liu was that the teachers and students of No. 1 Middle School finally had a common understanding - this guy deserves a beating!
Si Yajing smiled and said, "Master Liu, please open the door. I'm late because of something else today, and I have to attend a meeting later. I'm almost too late."
Old Liu recognized Si Yajing, the famous beauty in the school, and said coldly, "The school has just reiterated the rules. The school will be closed after 8 o'clock and will not be open before 12 o'clock. Teacher Si, you should come back in the afternoon."
Si Yajing had been late before, and knew Old Liu's bad temper, so she just had to flatter him. It was no wonder, no one looked at him straight in the eye normally, why not show off his power now? She smiled and said, "Master Liu, please do me a favor, our chemistry group will have a meeting later, and the principal will also be there. If I'm late, I'll be criticized, and if I'm absent, who knows what will happen. Master Liu, we all know that you have principles, but this is a special case, I'll thank you again tomorrow."
Old Liu was not really stupid, and usually did not make things difficult for the teachers, but it was really refreshing to hear these high-ranking intellectuals beg for mercy. Especially when he saw this fair and tender young woman smiling carefully and lowering her posture, he really wanted to pinch her cheeks, maybe they were wet.
He was about to agree, with his hand on the button, when he turned around and saw Wen Liang behind him. He leaned forward to take a look and asked, "Who is he?"
As soon as Wen Liang saw his face, he knew something was wrong. Si Yajing pulled Wen Liang and let him lean against her. She smiled and said, "This is my student. He came late to help me with something. We can go in together."
Old Liu turned a deaf ear to him and stared at Wen Liang and asked, "Which class are you from? What's your name?"
Wen Liang has always been a student at school, but he couldn't help teasing this mean old guy. Si Yajing didn't notice it just now, but Wen Liang saw it clearly. His eyes kept peeking at Si Yajing's chest. He was really a rude old man. He coughed and said seriously, "Gu Wenyuan from Class 7."
Si Yajing burst out laughing, her eyes were like water, her eyes were full of life, her skin was as white as mutton fat and jade, and it was covered with a faint luster that could move the Buddha and make stone trees bloom. Old Liu was stunned by Si Yajing's amazing beauty and frowned, "Gu Wenyuan?" He seemed to remember something and suddenly said angrily, "You are kidding me. Gu Wenyuan has a car to pick him up every day to go to school. He has a pass and goes in directly. You want to pretend to be him to fool me. Do you think he is as shabby as you?"
Wen Liang laughed. He was a very sophisticated person, so he naturally would not be angry about Old Liu's contemptuous words. He said, "Master Liu, it turns out that you not only know the leader, but also Gu Wenyuan. Why doesn't he throw you a pack of cigarettes every day?"
"How dare you talk like that?" Old Liu slammed the table, stood up, and said, "What's your name? Come with me to the training office now. You're late and you dare to lie. Get ready to be punished."
Si Yajing knew that Old Liu was a relative of a vice-president, so she didn't want to quarrel with him, so she advised him, "Master Liu, why are you arguing with the student? He just said it casually, and he didn't mean any harm. Now, apologize to Master Liu."
Si Yajing pushed Wen Liang and winked at him. If Wen Liang was on his own, he would have plenty of ways to deal with this guy, but with Si Yajing involved, he had to think about her, and it would be hard for her to deal with it. He smiled and said, "Master Liu was just joking with you, don't take it seriously.
Old Liu refused to give in and shouted, "Is this an apology? I think this student has a problem with his character. Teacher Si, how do you teach students? I must ask the school to punish him!"
Seeing that Old Liu was so ungrateful, Si Yajing was also a little angry. However, she was gentle by nature and could not say anything excessive, but her pretty face was already red with anger. Wen Liang saw him scolding Si Yajing, his face turned cold, and he said: "Students who are late are the teachers' business. Whether to punish them is the business of the teaching department. You are a security guard and just need to do your job well. Don't worry about it. Master Liu, please don't give..."
"Forgiveness!"
Si Yajing shook her head, her eyes filled with anxiety and concern, signaling Wen Liang not to make trouble. She only knew that Wen Liang's father, Wen Huaiming, was the deputy director of the Political Research Office, and she knew nothing else. But Wen Huaiming, a small deputy director, was far from enough to scare the school leaders of No. 1 Middle School. If they really made trouble, let alone a warning, they might even be kept on probation.
Wen Liang was considerate of Si Yajing. A woman's face is the most important thing, especially in a place like school. Although everyone looks serious on weekdays, a small thing can make people gossip like crazy. If the rumor that Si Yajing was late with a male student and then made a scene at the gate spread, who knows what would happen.
Old Liu was frightened by Wen Liang's expression just now. Seeing that the two of them stopped talking and didn't dare to provoke him anymore, he snorted triumphantly, closed the window with a swish, and the door remained closed.
Knowing that she would not be able to get Old Liu to open the door today, Si Yajing sighed and turned away. Wen Liang followed her and whispered, "I'm sorry!"
"What are you talking about? It's not your fault! In fact, it's not Master Liu's fault either. According to the rules, we shouldn't open the door if we are late. Sigh..."
Wen Liang stood very close to her, smelling the charming fragrance coming from the young woman, and suddenly saw a bruise under the neck covered by long hair. He was moved, but he didn't dare to ask, so he said: "By the way, why are you so late today?"
"It's all because of you!"
"Ah?" Wen Liang stood aside, puzzled.
Si Yajing looked like she had a lot on her mind. She realized something was wrong after she blurted it out. Her ears turned red with shame and she said hurriedly, "It's like this. I don't know what happened to Tutu this morning. She cried and shouted and refused to go to kindergarten. She insisted on looking for dad... Yesterday, that brother was playing with her. No matter how I coaxed her, it was useless. I pestered her for an hour or two before I tricked her into going to kindergarten... I don't know why she kissed you so much after only meeting you once yesterday? Tell me, was it you who caused her to do so?"
Wen Liang laughed: "Tutu has good taste. He knew I was a good person after just one meeting. Haha, good taste!"
Si Yajing blushed even more, and turned away without saying anything. Wen Liang slapped his forehead and said, "What should I do now? I'm used to skipping classes, so it doesn't matter if I don't go. Teacher Si, you still have a meeting, don't you mind?"
Si Yajing frowned tightly and said, "There is an exchange and study meeting today, and the principal is going to attend. It would be bad if I don't go. But I can't contact Teacher Ye now, and the others are useless. Sigh, I always make a mess of things anyway, I'm used to it!"
Few people have mobile phones in this era. Even though there is a big door between them, they can't contact the people inside. Wen Liang couldn't trouble Zuo Yuxi to call the school leaders for such a small matter. Wouldn't that be nonsense? After thinking about it, Wen Liang scratched his head and said, "Teacher Si, I have a way..."