On Monday morning, Xue Yuantong stayed in bed. Jiang Ning knocked on the door several times before she slowly got up.
In the morning, we had rice porridge, steamed buns, side dishes and eggs.
The two of them didn't arrive at school until morning self-study was about to begin.
Jiang Ning walked to the door of Class 8, which was closed.
As soon as I opened the door, I sensed an unusual atmosphere. Wu Xiaoqi was standing on the podium with red eyes and an angry expression.
The students in Class 8 are also speechless. What’s going on
Why are we having a meeting during morning self-study again? How many times has this happened
The first time it was physical education committee member Zhang Chi who stood on the podium, the second time it was Guo Kunnan, and now here comes Wu Xiaoqi.
"Has anyone seen my basketball?" Wu Xiaoqi asked his classmates.
“No.”
"I went back as soon as school was over yesterday."
"It's no use for you to shout here. Whoever stole it will definitely not come forward."
The words of his classmates echoed loudly, and Wu Xiaoqi clenched his fists tightly after hearing them. He felt so powerless and so aggrieved!
His beloved basketball was only put in the classroom for one night, and then it was lost, lost...
"Who took the key in the class?" Wu Xiaoqi asked.
Huang Zhongfei said: "Dong Qingfeng and I took it."
Wu Xiaoqi looked at the two of them. He knew that Huang Zhongfei's family was not bad, he wore branded clothes and used a good cell phone, and Dong Qingfeng was no less capable than Huang Zhongfei. Moreover, the two of them seldom played basketball, so he would not be the one who stole the basketball.
A classmate said: "It has nothing to do with locking the door. The windows of the classroom are not closed. Even if the door is locked, someone can still get in through the window."
"It might have been stolen by someone from another class. Why don't you go ask the security department?"
Wu Xiaoqi was upset by these words, and he suddenly roared:
"ah!"
His face was so hideous that it scared all his classmates. Did he go crazy because of the theft
Especially the students in the first row, who were yelled at in person by Wu Xiaoqi, but Jiang Ning immediately set up a soundproofing formation for Xue Yuantong to reduce the volume.
Wu Xiaoqi cursed: "Which grandson stole my basketball? He will definitely be hit by a car when he goes out!"
"That's too mean. How poor do you have to be to take my basketball?"
"Are you here to study? You're here to beg!"
Shan Xiao, who was sitting in his seat, narrowed his eyes slightly as he listened to the scolding. Wu Xiaoqi was anxious, he was anxious!
It was so comfortable. Every time he did good deeds, he would feel comfortable without hearing any scolding from the owner.
Listening to Wu Xiaoqi's scolding and looking at his angry expression, oh, it was so wonderful.
Shan Xiao felt comfortable for a while, then stood up and angrily shouted:
"You are so uncultured. Have you never seen good basketball?"
“It’s so infuriating!”
"Wu Xiaoqi obviously loves playing basketball so much, and you stole his basketball. That's really too much!"
Listening to Shan Xiao cheering for him and seeing his grief-stricken look, Wu Xiaoqi was moved again. He remembered it very clearly. The last time his basketball exploded, it was Shan Xiao who encouraged and supported him.
Now that he was treated like this again, Wu Xiaoqi suddenly felt warm in his heart. Although his basketball was stolen, there was always someone supporting him. He couldn't help but feel much better.
"Shan Xiao, thank you." Wu Xiaoqi thanked sincerely.
Shan Xiao said righteously: "No need to do this, I just can't stand it anymore, how can you steal someone's basketball."
"If I catch him, I'll beat him up!"
"What he stole wasn't your basketball, he stole your future!"
"He's trampling on your dreams. It really piss me off!"
When Wu Xiaoqi heard the words "future" and "dream", he immediately cheered up. Looking at Shan Xiao's angry expression, he knew that he was angry for him, so Wu Xiaoqi comforted Shan Xiao instead:
"Just steal it. Now think about it, it's just a basketball."
"I am unlucky this time."
"Calm down."
Perhaps it was due to Shan Xiao's encouragement that Wu Xiaoqi calmed down a lot. He actually faced everyone and said for the first time:
"I'm sorry for taking up everyone's time."
After saying this, Wu Xiaoqi walked down from the podium to everyone's surprise.
Shan Xiao asked him: "Wu Xiaoqi, will you still play basketball in the future?"
Wu Xiaoqi walked forward along the aisle without stopping and said without turning his head:
"I will not give up."
Shan Xiao also did not look back. He stood on his seat. Wu Xiaoqi passed him by, like ancient knights, with their backs to each other, and a bleak and sharp aura.
"I look forward to the day when you make a comeback."
…
During the morning break, Shan Kaiquan ran to find Jiang Ning.
"Jiang Ning, I have a friend who likes a girl. How should he express his feelings so that the girl will agree?"
"Who is your friend?" Jiang Ning asked with a smile.
At this moment, Shan Kaiquan was shocked.
'Oops, am I being seen through?'
He was so scared that cold sweat broke out on his back.
'Impossible, Jiang Ning would never know!'
"I'm really asking on behalf of my friend. Can you help me find a solution?" Shan Kaiquan requested.
At present, he has seen that Jiang Ning is the most popular among the girls in the class, and is very close to Xue Yuantong and Geng Lu.
Dan Kaiquan simply couldn't continue a conversation with girls because the girls didn't like the topics he talked about at all.
Geng Lu at the front table pricked up her ears, and Ma Shicheng, who was playing games nearby, came over to listen.
Wang Longlong, who was watching Ma Shicheng playing games, was also listening. Hu Jun, who was also watching Ma Shicheng playing games, was also listening.
Jiang Ning said: "I don't recommend you to confess right away. I suggest you cultivate your feelings first, and then confess when you feel the time is right."
Ma Shicheng continued, "Indeed, what Brother Ning said makes sense. I think we should cultivate feelings first."
"There's a saying on the Internet. What's the saying? Confession is not the charge to launch an attack, but the horn for the final victory."
As a high-intensity web surfing player, Ma Shicheng is very satisfied with his stable performance.
Wang Longlong suddenly said: "Brother Ma, I want to add one more thing, confessions are often epitaphs."
Shan Kaiquan: …
"Just assume that I'm almost successful. How should I express my feelings?"
Hu Jun said: "Buy a bouquet of flowers. I see they all confess their love by buying flowers."
Wang Longlong said: "Girls like romance. You can buy some candles and arrange them in the shape of a heart in the playground. Then call the girl over and confess your love to her while holding the flowers."
Ma Shicheng said happily: "Oh, Brother Long, you know a lot, don't you?"
Wang Longlong scratched his head.
Shan Kaiquan thought about it and realized that it was not possible. A bouquet of flowers would cost at least several dozen yuan. If he bought flowers, he would go hungry that week.
After a long discussion during class, no conclusion was reached.
However, after discussing with several people, Shan Kaiquan felt a little bolder.
…
The first class in the afternoon was supposed to be Chinese class, but Shan Qingrong suddenly walked into the classroom and the students looked surprised.
"Be quiet, the Academic Affairs Office said that all first-year classes will move to Building 3 this afternoon, so this place needs to be vacated." Shan Qingrong said.
The students were stunned for a moment, and then Huang Zhongfei asked:
"No classes this afternoon?"
"Let's talk about it after we move."
"Everyone carry the chairs, stools, and other things from the class and follow me."
So the students in the class started packing up their things. At this moment, not only Class 8, but also Class 1 next door started packing up.
Jiang Ning took down the big backpack hanging next to the desk, put the books in it, and then he went to find Xue Yuantong with the bag.
"Give me the book."
Xue Yuantong was worrying about how to move the pile of books on the table. Seeing Jiang Ning bringing a schoolbag, she volunteered:
"Leave your schoolbag here. I'll pack it and send it to your new classroom later."
"Okay." Jiang Ning threw his schoolbag onto Xue Yuantong's desk, causing the table to shake. There were still quite a lot of high school textbooks.
After Jiang Ning left, Xue Yuantong stuffed books into his bag.
Ma Shicheng had already packed up here. Since Jiang Ning put his books into the bag, Ma Shicheng put the books on his desk into Jiang Ning's desk.
Then, he looked around the classroom and saw that many students were moving two people to one table. Ma Shicheng sneered:
"Jiang Ning, I don't need your help. I can do it myself."
Ma Shicheng walked away carrying the table. When he passed by the classmates who were carrying two tables at a time, he couldn't help but look up.
It takes two people to move a desk. That's too lame. Look at me. One person is enough.
Ma Shicheng seemed to have won a battle and moved towards Building No. 3 with great vigor.