Friday.
Jiang Ning's door opened automatically, and he walked out of the house wearing a cotton coat. The days are short in winter, and it was still a little dark outside.
He walked to Xue Yuantong's house next door. Xue Yuantong was cooking. When she saw Jiang Ning, she said with great joy:
"Jiang Ning, today is Friday, and we only have two classes in the afternoon before we have a day off!"
"Yeah." Jiang Ning said, he was also a little happy.
Friday has always been a very friendly day for students. They have been looking forward to this day since school started on Monday.
Friday is a good day not only for students, but also for many people who have entered the society, although many people only have Sunday off...
After breakfast, Jiang Ning took the pots and bowls to wash. While Xue Yuantong was not paying attention, he cast a spell and the pots and bowls were clean as new without even using detergent.
Jiang Ning threw the bowls onto the table and put them back in place with a flick of his fingers.
After finishing all this, Jiang Ning pushed his mountain bike out, and Xue Yuantong walked ahead of him.
Outside the house is an open plain and in the distance are endless fields, with an excellent view.
It was so cold that the ground was covered with frost and the soil was hard.
The weeds close to the fields grew tenaciously despite the frost.
Xue Yuantong ran over in small steps, gathering strength, speeding up, and stepping on the frost on the weeds.
"Slide", she slid a distance, and she was as happy as a fool.
She slid twice, turned back, and asked closer:
"Jiang Ning, can you skate?"
"No." Jiang Ning said.
Xue Yuantong patted his chest and said, "I'll teach you."
"Childish, I won't play." Jiang Ning said with disdain.
"Tsk~"
…
As soon as Jiang Ning arrived at the door of Class 8, he saw that the classroom door was closed.
Jiang Ning took a quick look with his spiritual sense and analyzed what happened in the classroom.
He pushed the door open and everyone's eyes turned towards him.
Including Song Sheng on the podium.
Song Sheng looked at Jiang Ning, his face gloomy and he said nothing. He had come to class in a good mood in the morning. Today was Friday and he would have a day off tomorrow. While his classmates were resting, he planned to study hard at home.
Although Song Sheng had only been in school for a few days, he quickly regained his form.
Song Sheng planned to drink milk as usual. During the period when he had a fracture, he often drank milk to nourish his bones. Even after school started, he still kept this habit.
I heard that people in foreign countries grow tall and strong because they drink milk every day, so Song Sheng followed their example and asked his parents to buy imported milk.
In this way, he will still be the strongest man in the class except Jiang Ning. When the final results come out, he can bully other students.
A mere broken leg can't defeat Song Sheng!
However, this morning, when he reached out to get the milk, he reached under the milk box but couldn't find it.
Song Sheng was a little confused at first, then he looked down and found that there was not a single box of milk in the milk box next to the table leg!
There is not a single box left.
He had only drunk less than half of it!
Song Sheng began to doubt his life at that moment. After a while, he suddenly realized that his milk had disappeared.
The milk that I specially placed on the table, the milk I drank every day, is gone!
Song Sheng cursed.
Immediately, he ran to the podium and asked his classmates who took his milk.
As a result, everyone looked at Song Sheng in a very strange way.
The first time was Zhang Chi’s basketball, the second time was Guo Kunnan’s power bank, the third time was Wu Xiaoqi’s basketball, and now it’s Song Sheng’s turn.
Song Sheng had never come to the class before, and he was not popular. No one told him that there was a thief in the school. As a result, just a few days later, Song Sheng's milk was spoiled.
Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong came and sat down.
Song Sheng was still standing on the podium, his eyes intimidating the whole class, trying to find the murderer.
Song Sheng was very angry now. He had never suffered such an injustice even when his bones were broken. He shouted angrily:
"Damn it, whoever stole my milk, stand up now!"
"Fuck, you even stole milk, how poor are you?"
"Have you never had milk?"
"You dare to steal my milk, don't let me catch you, or I'll cut off your arm!"
Song Sheng spoke wildly.
No one responded.
However, Guo Kunnan, who was in the back row, looked at Song Sheng's current appearance and unconsciously felt much more comfortable. Although he had lost his power bank, he was not alone.
From now on, every time someone in the class loses something, Guo Kunnan will feel a little comforted, because he is not the only one who is hurt in this world.
It seemed like Shan Kaiquan, who was sitting in the front row, was gloating. Seeing Song Sheng in trouble, he was happier than if he had picked up money.
Song Sheng was furious for a while, and squad leader Huang Zhongfei reminded him at the right time:
"Song Sheng, calm down. The homeroom teacher might come over during the morning self-study session."
Song Sheng now knew that he couldn't find the murderer, so he could only swallow his hatred and secretly planned that if he found the murderer, he would beat him so badly that his parents wouldn't recognize him.
How dare you steal his milk, what a scumbag.
I really didn’t realize how powerful he is!
Song Sheng walked down from the podium with a sinister look on his face, which made people a little scared, fearing that he would suddenly attack someone.
Shan Xiao said kindly: "Song Sheng, I forgot to tell you before that there are thieves in the school. Several things have been stolen from the class before."
"Don't bring milk to class anymore. That thief seems to be quite powerful."
Shan Xiao looks a bit silly when he smiles, giving people the impression that he is a simple-minded person.
It seems that Song Sheng’s milk was lost, and it was related to the fact that he did not remind Song Sheng in advance!
Shan Xiao still seemed to feel a little guilty.
Although Song Sheng was so angry that his head hurt, he was not a person who could not distinguish between good and evil. He still remembered the fat man named Lin Zida who gave him an ice-cold Coke when he had a broken bone before.
He took Shan Xiao's reminder to heart, but did not take his anger out on Shan Xiao.
But Song Sheng was still very unhappy. He was a rebellious person by nature, and the fat on his face showed. He said in a tough tone:
"Damn it, even if he steals it, I'm still going to take it!"
"Do you think I'm afraid of him?"
These words were spoken with great force, leaving Shan Xiao speechless.
After hearing this, the students around him looked at Song Sheng with a special look. This was a ruthless guy.
Song Sheng returned to his seat with a stern face and sat down with great determination.
He felt a little uncomfortable without milk.
Wu Xiaoqi rubbed his basketball, patted it on the ground twice, and said with the tone of an experienced person:
"Your milk is pretty average."
Song Sheng was unhappy at that time. Why did this hanged man make him so unhappy? He was far worse than Shan Xiao just now. He said coldly:
"What do you mean by normal? Can you speak? My milk is imported, understand?"
"What do you mean by imported? It's not these rubbish domestic brands!"
Wu Xiaoqi thought that someone was pretending in front of him, so he said:
"My family received your milk as a gift before, and a box of it cost just over 300 yuan."
"You drank a little of it, the rest is not worth two hundred dollars."
Although Song Sheng was still unhappy, after listening to Wu Xiaoqi's words, he no longer had the urge to hit anyone. The other party drank the same quality of milk as him, which at least proved that his family background was not bad.
"Two hundred yuan is not a lot, but I'm unhappy." Song Sheng said.
"I lost a basketball last time." Wu Xiaoqi gestured with his thumb and index finger:
"More than eight hundred!"
"The basketball was left in the classroom and it was gone in one night." Speaking of this now, Wu Xiaoqi is still a little depressed.
When Song Sheng heard that the basketball cost more than 800 yuan, he immediately looked at Wu Xiaoqi differently. Although he didn't play basketball, he knew that most people only played basketball for a few dozen yuan. Yet, the plain-looking boy next to him was actually playing with a basketball that cost more than 800 yuan.
Oh, and the basketball was stolen.
In an instant, Song Sheng was not so sad anymore. He lost 200 yuan and this boy lost 800 yuan.
Actually, if you think about it, it’s not bad.
After comparing their misery, Song Sheng felt a little better.
…
In the afternoon, the sunshine is just right, adding a bit of warmth to the cold winter day. It is quite pleasant to bask in the sun in such weather.
The last class is physical education. After this class, we will have a weekend off.
Jiang Ning glanced at the message on his mobile phone. Shao Shuangshuang had found materials for two more spirit wood boats and was transporting them to Yuzhou. She said that she had already made some progress on the last material and was asking people to purchase it.
This means that the materials for the spirit wood boat are about to be collected.
Jiang Ning was in a much better mood.
During the physical education class, the teacher asked the students to run two laps and then announced the dismissal.
Jiang Ning brought a table tennis racket. He planned to play table tennis with Xue Yuantong today.
Yang Sheng ran over from the girls' team like a dog smelling a bone and stood in front of the two men.
"Hey, Jiang Ning, how about a one-on-one duel?"
"Are you scared?" Yang Sheng said with a raised eyebrow. She was still wearing the same sportswear, looking like a heroine.
Jiang Ning held Xue Yuantong's shoulder with one hand and suddenly smiled:
"Want to challenge me? Then you have to defeat my assistant Xue Yuantong first."
Xue Yuantong understood what Jiang Ning meant. She stared at Yang Sheng, her eyes filled with a burning desire to fight.
Except for Jiang Ning, no one of her peers has ever been able to defeat her. If you want to play table tennis with Jiang Ning, you either have to bribe her with snacks like your chemistry teacher did, or beat her fairly.
But defeating her is impossible!
"Okay, watch me beat you until you cry." Yang Sheng said shamelessly.
"Damn it!" Xue Yuantong felt that she was being looked down upon. She tugged at the corner of Jiang Ning's clothes and said:
"Come on, Jiang Ning, I'll show you how powerful I am!"
Jiang Ning smiled and nodded, then walked towards the table tennis table with her. At this moment, he noticed that Xue Yuantong's personality had become a little more cheerful. Compared to the dull blank sheet of paper she used to be, she was undoubtedly covered in sunshine at this moment.
In fact, this little girl has always had a lot of ideas in her mind and is a very lively girl. However, in the past, she would only show that side of herself when she played with Jiang Ning.
When facing others, he seldom speaks. From the beginning of the school year till now, Xue Yuantong has not spoken a word to 80% of his classmates.
Arriving at the table tennis court, Yang Sheng took the table tennis racket and was about to serve a ball when someone next to him said:
"Oh, Yang Sheng can also play table tennis, how amazing!"
"Do you dare to play two rounds with me?"
Yang Sheng turned around and saw that the person coming was Ma Shicheng.