Wen Liang was extremely embarrassed and whispered, "Well, actually I don't always look at..."
Huang Gang's eyes showed that he did not trust his words. As the saying goes, if you catch him once, you will be punished a hundred times. Now that he was caught in the act, Wen Liang could not explain himself even if he had a lot of tricks.
He picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: I borrowed a book from a friend and I will return it to him at noon. Let's just pretend that this never happened, okay
Huang Gang thought for a moment, took out the book from the drawer and handed it to Wen Liang. As soon as Wen Liang picked it up, he almost burst into tears. The whole book was tightly wrapped with transparent tape. Before the tape was torn off, he couldn't read a single word.
Girl, I surrender to you!
At noon, I met Ren Yi in the cafeteria. Wen Liang threw the book to him and said, "This is for you!"
"What the hell? A mummy?"
Since Huang Gang had kindly covered the book cover with homework paper, Ren Yi, with his skill, was not able to spot the clues at the first time. Wen Liang smiled and said, "It's a good time to read in the dead of night when the moon is bright and the wind is high..."
Ren Yi came back to his senses after a while and sighed, "Brother Wen, you have finally fallen!"
"How can this be called depravity? This is pure academic research! Shameless behavior like yours, which is used to satisfy your own physical desires, is depravity, and I examine these cultural dregs with a critical eye. Our ideological realms are incomparable."
Ren Yi touched the tape on the book and said teasingly, "Could it be that your realm has reached a high level where you can read the contents without opening the book?"
"This... Let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it!" Wen Liang decisively changed the subject and asked, "How is your stay in Class 9?"
"It's not bad," Ren Yi shrugged, and said, "My deskmate is a yellow-haired girl, a wooden stake, a three-in-one product of a study maniac. We have nothing in common and we can't talk for a day or two. But this is good. It allows me to concentrate in class. I listen to the class well, do my homework well, and study hard in the morning and evening. My life is actually quite fulfilling."
Wen Liang has always been skeptical about whether Ren Yi can change his ways. Even though he is ready to work hard for Song Wan, he is afraid that he will be short-lived and cannot persevere. Now it seems that I really underestimated the magic of love. Sometimes I think that love is a wonderful thing. It can make people sweet, sad, collapsed, and cheered up. It is really wonderful.
"Brother Wen, I'm glad to see you. What have you been busy with recently? It's harder to see you than to see Yang Yang."
Liu Zhihe sat down opposite with his rice bowl in hand, and the bench shook with his weight. Wen Liang asked curiously, "Isn't your Yang Yang the best daughter-in-law in No. 19 Middle School who is always available?"
"Hey, I was just about to discuss this with you. I don't know what's wrong with my father-in-law. He has been controlling Yang Yang very much since she was promoted to the second year of high school. He asked my mother-in-law to drive her to school in the morning and pick her up in the evening. I can't find any chance to meet her privately... My heart aches. How does the poem say, I miss you every day and want to fuck you, I drink water until the water stops flowing..."
Ren Yi just stuffed a spoonful of rice into his mouth and it spurted out. Wen Liang was completely stunned and asked, "Who wrote such a high-class poem?"
Liu Zhihe pointed at Ren Yi and frowned, "Aren't these the two lines of poetry that you've been repeating dozens of times every day?"
Ren Yi said with a bitter face: "Brother Liu, what I meant is 'I miss you every day but I can't see you, let's drink the water of the Yangtze River together'!"
Liu Zhihe's old face rarely turned red, and he said, "Ha, ha, ha, the meaning is almost the same. Anyway, it means that I can't see Yang Yang, and I feel uncomfortable in my heart. Boss, you must think of a way to save me, otherwise I will go to Yang Da Nao's house tonight to make trouble!"
"Just now you were calling me father-in-law, but now you're calling me Yang Da Nao?"
"How can there be such a father-in-law? Not allowing my wife to see me, isn't that too wicked?"
"Well, stop complaining and you'll break your heart," Wen Liang said with a smile, "With your rogue temper, no one will let you see their daughter!"
Liu Zhihe looked listless, and Ren Yi patted him on the shoulder with courage, saying: "Brother Liu, I understand your suffering, we are in the same boat, I will never regret it even if my clothes become loose, and I will become haggard for her!"
This time, Song Wan was assigned to Class 28, and was not assigned to the same class as Ren Yi. Strictly speaking, they were separated by a window, yet so close yet so far away, so they felt a sense of sympathy for each other.
Liu Zhihe suddenly looked up and fumbled around his body, and finally found a pen. Then he glanced at the book on the table, tore off the tape, and tore off a piece of paper from it, saying, "Quick, tell me again, what's behind taking off your clothes and belt?"
Ren Yi's forehead was full of black lines: "The belt is getting looser..."
Looking at these two funny guys, Wen Liang felt helpless. Liu Zhihe wrote down the poem, folded it solemnly and put it in his pocket, clasped his hands together, and begged: "Boss, you must help me. I can't eat these days. I'm starving and thin..."
Oh my god, if your body were sold at the price of pork belly, you could buy a three-bedroom apartment in the city center. And you still have the nerve to mention this fresh word "thin"
Wen Liang teased him, "Why don't you let Director Liu go to Yang Yihang to discuss it? It seems that he likes Yang Yang as his daughter-in-law very much..."
"Come on, don't hurt me!" Liu Zhihe is not afraid of anything except his father Liu Tianlai. He doesn't even need to think about this path.
"Then tell me the truth. What did you do to make Yang and his party keep such tight watch on you?"
Wen Liang absolutely didn't believe what Liu Zhihe had just said. What was wrong with Yang Yixing? After all, they were the parents of hundreds of thousands of people. How could they have the time to specifically target a little fat guy like you
Liu Zhihe coughed dryly, knowing that he couldn't hide it from Wen Liang, and said, "Hey, it's nothing. One night during the summer vacation, when I was sending Yang Yang home, I couldn't help myself at the door of her house, so I touched her little hand and kissed her little mouth, and her father happened to see it in the car!"
"You still call this nothing? Yang Yixing didn't beat you up on the spot, which is already giving Director Liu enough face." Wen Liang hesitated for a moment and said, "Well, there's no chance for you to meet Yang Yang recently. I'm afraid you won't have the patience to write to her. Why don't you just buy her a cell phone and leave it at school instead of taking it home. Just listen to her voice and chat with her, it will be enough for you to relieve your longing for her."
Liu Zhihe's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands, saying, "Go ahead! The boss has a way. I'll go buy it after school this afternoon."
"How about buying cabbage at the vegetable market? Even the card will cost 7,000 to 8,000 yuan. Do you have enough money?"
"Damn, it's so expensive?" Liu Zhihe was holding a discarded phone that Liu Tianlai had used up, so he really didn't pay much attention to the price of the phone. He quickly calculated in his mind and said, "I still have more than 5,000 on hand. I can get 7,000 at most from my brothers. Damn it, I have to wait until the sale starts before buying it."
"opening?"
"Well, isn't the school going to elect a new student union president and radio station director? The radio station will undoubtedly belong to Sister Xu Yao. There's not much to gain from the opening, but the current candidates for the student union are all equally matched. If we work hard, there's still a lot of potential!"
Liu Zhihe was terribly afraid of Xu Yao, and even though she was not around, he still remembered to respectfully call her "big sister" when mentioning her. It was very similar to the way people in ancient costume dramas would bow when mentioning the emperor, which made people laugh.
Wen Liang sighed and said, "Zhihe, you need to update your intelligence more promptly. Class 6 just released their candidates this morning..."
"Class 6? There's no one outstanding in Class 6 except you. You definitely won't join. Others will just be cannon fodder. I don't even bother to pay attention to them..." Liu Zhihe's voice stopped abruptly. He opened his mouth and said, "Don't tell me that you have the time to get involved?"
Wen Liang nodded heavily. Liu Zhihe wailed, "If you come, what will others do? If others don't have a chance, what's the point of me? Boss, you two must have teamed up to make fun of me, right?"
I have mentioned before that unlike a radio station which requires popularity, the student union is appointed by the school. Although Wen Liang is not very popular, he is the only student who can talk to Zhang Yihan behind closed doors. If he really runs for election, it is almost a sure thing.
Wen Liang blinked and chuckled, "Just because I signed up doesn't mean I will be elected!"
"did you mean?"
Liu Zhihe was stunned for a moment, then he understood, laughed sinisterly, gave a thumbs up and said, "Great, really great! I'm going to make a lot of money this time, hahahaha!" (To be continued)