The next day when he went to school, Wen Liang had realized his mistake and scanned the No. 21 bus for a long time, but he didn't see Si Yajing. People usually have a habit of going to work. Except for force majeure, the time difference between going out and taking the bus in the morning is within one or two minutes. Since she met him last time, the chance of meeting him again should be more than 90%. So it is very likely that Si Yajing deliberately changed the time of taking the bus to avoid recalling the embarrassing scene last time.
Wen Liang heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't have chemistry class today, Friday, so he could avoid Si Yajing's interrogation. After the weekend, when he went back to school on Monday, maybe what happened last night could be forgotten. Wen Liang smiled bitterly in his heart. He knew that this was almost wishful thinking. He owed her such a big favor last night, so he had to pay a price.
When I arrived at the school, there were already quite a few people there. I happened to meet Ji Su when I was going up to the teaching building. She came early this time and was holding hands with Meng Ke, talking about something. Wen Liang called out, and Ji Su turned around and saw that it was him. She was immediately surprised, but after turning around and walking down two steps, she realized that she was too excited, so she lowered her head and stood reservedly. When Wen Liang walked up to her, she handed over the still-hot soy milk in her hand. When Meng Ke saw this scene, she had a cold face for some reason and was very unhappy.
Wen Liang suddenly thought, could it be that Ji Su went to work at the soy milk shop? She was working part-time to earn money for her studies, and she was pretty, so she could only go there after five o'clock, which was the afternoon after school, right? These characteristics were completely consistent!
Ji Su probably felt that her family was in such a situation and she needed to earn some money to supplement the family income, but she couldn't work for too long, so she chose to work for an hour or two after school. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was very likely, but in this era, unless the family conditions were extremely poor, there were very few high school students aged 16 or 17 who went out to work, let alone a beautiful girl like Ji Su.
Wen Liang couldn't ask in front of Meng Ke, thinking whether he should talk to her after school, but he smiled and said, "Student Ji Su, I admit that Qinghe soy milk tastes good, but eating bird's nest and shark fin for too long will make you vomit."
Ji Su cried out, and hurriedly tried to grab the bag of soy milk back. His face instantly turned red, and there seemed to be a hint of shame in his eyes. He whispered, "I, I..."
Meng Ke came over, snatched the bag, bit her lip, and looked furious. Her eyes turned red before she even opened her mouth. "What else are you talking about? Su Su saved her breakfast money to buy you this soy milk, and she didn't even have breakfast herself. You, you pissed me off!"
Ji Su stamped her feet and said shyly, "Who told you to say it out?" She grabbed Meng Ke and turned away.
Meng Ke ignored her, turned around and threw the bag over, saying coldly: "I just found out about this today, you can handle it yourself!"
Wen Liang caught the bag and suddenly wanted to slap himself hard. She had heard her say some time ago that all the money in the family was given to her uncle to use as a tool for connections, Ji Zheng was not at home, and Su Rui was sick in bed. There were some things that should have been thought of in advance.
After the second get out of class, all students gathered in the playground to do radio gymnastics. Some classes were located at the back, so they could go around the gymnasium and get to the toilet along the path next to it. When the music for eye exercises started, the toilet would be crowded with people, some chatting, some smoking, some reading martial arts novels, some fighting, some negotiating, and some discussing which window had delicious food. Anyway, there were all kinds of people, doing anything, but they would never do exercises even if they were beaten to death.
Every day during the break time, it was like a war between the problem students and the teaching department. In order to avoid gathering on the playground, the children used all their intelligence. First, they asked for sick leave. When they applied too much and the head teacher refused to approve it, they imitated the handwriting and approved it themselves, and then took it out to deal with the inspection when the teaching department and the student union inspected. Later, the head teacher of each class would receive fake and shoddy leave notes returned by the teaching department. The head teacher of Class 7 of Grade 2 had his handwriting too simple, so all the students in the class learned it. Once, during the break time, the teaching department received 29 leave notes, and 17 of them had the same reason, all for stomachache. The teacher in charge thought that the whole group had food poisoning. Finally, we found out that they were all fake.
The matter was shamefully exposed. The right to request leave during break exercises was directly taken to the teaching department. Unless Hua Xique personally approved the leave, all other leave would not be counted. This is similar to the future transfer of the power to approve death penalty to the Supreme Court. There was also a small episode in this matter. A student from Class 28 actually took the leave note of Class 27 and mixed it in to try to get away with it, but was discovered by the NB team leader. Afterwards, this student was named a non-staff member of Class 27 and was also known as the shame of Class 28.
After the right to request leave was surrendered, hiding under the desk became the most popular choice. The classroom door was locked from the outside, and students would come out after the patrol left. Once this method came out, it was quickly promoted and was very popular among students. However, the teaching department countered this trick. When the teachers patrolled, they would hang a bunch of keys on their waists. If they found any classroom suspicious, they would open the door and go in to check, and they would catch a whole nest of them.
During this period, many new ideas were born. The teaching department finally couldn't stand it anymore and decided to start taking roll calls on the playground. Thousands of students gathered together, and the crowd was so dense that it was dizzying. The teaching department mobilized all the forces of the student union and selected two people from each class to form an inspection team. They took the roster and interspersed in the crowd to register the number of people. All classes with fewer students were dismissed and stayed in the playground for roll calls. Those who were absent once would be severely warned, those who were absent twice would be given a serious demerit, and those who were absent three times would be expelled!
But even so, the number of people who evaded the exercises could not be controlled. This is a very annoying question. Why would people prefer to hide in the toilet and smell the stench, take risks and relationships, and avoid the 20-minute exercises
When he grew up, Wen Liang realized that they were just using the methods of that era to resist the oppression of that era!
"Eye exercises, first section, massage the Tianying acupoint."
Wen Liang closed his eyes and pressed his fingers on the Tianying acupoint. Suddenly, Liu Zhihe's voice came from beside him, "Brother, what did you do yesterday? My dad came home so late and pulled me out of bed and gave me a lot of instructions, asking me to study hard with you."
Wen Liang then realized that Liu Zhihe had somehow stood next to him, while Ren Yi stood in the team of Class 4. Classes 3 and 4 were next to each other, and Wen Liang didn't even notice when they switched.
"I didn't do anything. I just told your dad that we are good friends and that you take good care of me at school."
"Really?" Liu Zhihe pouted, "If I believe you, I'd be a pig!"
Wen Liang looked around and saw that there were too many people to talk, so he smiled and said, "How about this, let's go to the second floor at noon, buddy will treat you."
Liu Zhihe understood what he meant and nodded. He rubbed Qingming acupoint and said, "Is that Tan Yu really your brother?"
Wen Liang thought he had done something to Tan Yu again, so he turned around and looked at him and said, "That's right, Lao Liu, just give me some face, Tan Yu, don't touch him."
Liu Zhihe said angrily, "Why are you so excited? I don't have the time to bully him. Since he is your brother, don't blame me for not reminding you. That girl named Beimi is not a good girl. She had a bad reputation in her junior high school. She only came to Qingyi Middle School to cheat people who came from other junior high schools."
"Bemi? Who?"
Liu Zhihe carefully looked at his expression and said with a wry smile: "Brother, please stop teasing me, okay? I actually saw doubt in your eyes! MB, we are already like this, the only thing missing is sleeping together, and you still don't trust me?"
Wen Liang was speechless and said, "I would rather hug a pig than you, forget it! Tan Yu is indeed my brother, but you know I'm a bit busy recently and haven't paid much attention to his affairs. What's wrong? I remember Tan Yu wasn't like this before."
In his previous life, Tan Yu lost his beloved sister, and became as autistic as Wen Liang. In the second year of high school, they met by chance and quickly became good friends, spending the darkest time of their youth together. From then on, until Wen Liang was reborn, they were in the same university and the same city, and they had been together for almost ten years. Wen Liang didn't know what kind of person Tan Yu was? When he was in school, he was a sultry person, but after graduation, he was a flirtatious person who would pick up any girl. They were two completely extreme personalities.
Could it be that because Wen Liang saved Tan Xue in this life, Tan Yu's second personality broke out prematurely
"Not like that? Don't make fun of me, buddy. That guy is a pervert in Class 10. He accepts everyone with mixed tastes. He can even talk and laugh with Jin Xiao, the class belle of Class 10. What else can't he do?"
Wen Liang had never heard of this story before, and asked in surprise, "Is it bad enough that the class beauty favors him? What kind of logic is this?"
"Oh, you'll know when you meet him. Okay, let's talk again at noon."
Liu Zhihe took a step to the left, retreated, moved horizontally, and moved forward, disappearing quickly in the ranks of the fourth squad. Wen Liang was amazed and angrily said to Ren Yi: "Brother Yang, is this how you defend the left wing of the National Army? You exposed your command post to the Japanese devils without saying a word? If this happened during the war, you would be Chen Shimei!"
Ren Yi felt a little dizzy, so he leaned over and asked, "I barely understand what you said before, but what does this Chen Shimei have to do with the war?"
Just at this moment, the voice of "The first section of the eighth set of radio gymnastics, stretching exercises" was heard. Wen Liang raised his hand and pushed him over, and started doing exercises on his own.
Ren Yi kept asking: "What's the relationship? I know Chen Shimei, but he never fought against the Japanese..."
After the exercise, everyone dispersed. The crowd rushed to the four intersections, with the most people heading to the toilet. Wen Liang finally got rid of Ren Yi's entanglement and ran to the first class to find Xu Yao in the vast crowd. She was talking about something with a group of girls, and Wen Liang walked over to listen and smiled.