Jiang Ning walked all the way to the office door.
Several teachers were chatting: "Teacher Guo, didn't you use a megaphone?"
"Using this can protect your throat. Don't rely on your youth. You have to give so many lectures every day. You should wear it. Otherwise, if your throat becomes hoarse, you will know how serious it is." The older teacher advised her.
Guo Ran, who was sitting at her desk, replied:
“I don’t feel used to it.”
Jiang Ning knocked on the door. Guo Ran heard it and said with a smile:
“You’re here.”
The other teachers in the office all looked over here. When they saw Jiang Ning, they put on a gentle smile and greeted him.
Jiang Ning was ranked second in the grade and fifteenth in the city. If it weren't for Xue Yuantong, with this score, he would definitely be first in the grade in their No. 4 Middle School.
Jiang Ning usually studies hard and doesn't cause any trouble. In addition, he has an outstanding appearance. I guess no teacher would dislike such a student.
"I'm here to deliver something." Jiang Ning said.
Guo Ran looked at Jiang Ning's hands and didn't find any test papers or other materials. He couldn't help but ask curiously:
"What are you giving me?"
There were other teachers in the office, so Jiang Ning didn't want to joke with Guo Ran, so he walked to Guo Ran's desk.
He placed the white porcelain bottle on the desk and gestured to Guo Ran, indicating that she should contact him via cell phone.
Then Jiang Ning turned around and left the office.
Guo Ran held the white porcelain bottle, which was still warm.
She took out her phone and locked the screen, which showed a message from WeChat.
"I made this throat lozenge myself using a secret recipe passed down from my ancestors. How about you try it?"
This is the candy that Jiang Ning made last night. It can warm the throat for ordinary people. Guo Ran is a teacher. After eating some candy, he can ensure that he can teach for a whole day without any abnormality in his throat.
"Throat lozenges?" After hearing this, Guo Ran was stunned. She didn't expect that Jiang Ning would give her this.
She replied: “You are quite attentive.”
Apart from anything else, this thought touched Guo Ran a little.
"I didn't expect you could make candy, that's great," she praised.
"I know a lot more." Jiang Ning said, "Why don't you try it?"
When Guo Ran saw the news, she actually didn't have much hope for throat lozenges. She had tried throat lozenges before, but they didn't have much effect.
After all, it was given by a student, so how could Guo Ran let down the kindness? She took a look at the bottle first with a try-it attitude.
The small bottle is very exquisite. I'm afraid the bottle alone would cost a lot of money.
Guo Ran pulled out the cork, put a tissue on the table, and poured out a candy.
The candy fell on the paper. It was a blue, translucent candy, round in shape, slightly larger than a peanut, with a very smooth and shiny surface.
"Not bad."
Guo Ran held the tissue and put the candy into his mouth.
She moved her tongue. It was completely different from the usual throat lozenges. It didn't taste like mint, nor did it have a strong herbal flavor. Instead, it tasted unusually fresh and refreshing.
It melts in your mouth and it doesn't feel cold at all, but rather warm.
Guo Ran just felt that this feeling was something she had never experienced before.
She replied to Jiang Ning: "It tastes great!"
The other teachers in the office saw the small bottle on Guo Ran's desk and asked:
"Is this what Jiang Ning gave you just now?"
Guo Ran smiled and said, "Yes, there are lozenges inside."
After saying this, Guo Ran was stunned. Her throat was a little uncomfortable and dry, and it felt a little tearing pain when she spoke.
Just now, that uncomfortable feeling completely disappeared.
"Could it be the effect of these candies?" Guo Ran couldn't believe it. The effect was too fast.
…
Class eight.
Geng Lu was browsing the QQ space updates and reading the comments from classmates and friends.
She looked at it for a while and returned to the list. In the top group, there was only one contact: Jiang Ning.
When I entered Jiang Ning's space, it was as deserted as usual. Jiang Ning seldom posted anything, only a few.
She clicked on the message board, which contained messages from Ma Shicheng, Shan Kaiquan and others, as well as her own message.
Geng Lu originally wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say for a moment, so she stepped out, planning to think of a good sentence and then share it on Jiang Ning's message board.
At this moment, suddenly, a friend request popped up.
The verification message was: "Geng Lu, I am your old classmate."
Geng Lu felt strange, but she decided to give it a try and clicked to agree.
After all, they were classmates, and she still misses them very much. She no longer has the contact information of many girls in junior high school with whom she had a good relationship.
After agreeing to be friends, Geng Lu asked, "Who are you? Can you tell me your name?"
The other party replied: "Guess."
After Geng Lu heard this, she clicked into the other party’s space, but the result showed that she did not have access rights.
There's absolutely no way to guess.
"I can't guess. Tell me what it is so I can make a note of it," Geng Lu replied.
"Guess what, I'm one of your best friends."
Geng Lu had no choice but to report a few names of familiar classmates, but they were all wrong.
The person opposite her was still hiding something, and she felt a little impatient. They were old classmates, but this was just too bad of a taste.
"Just tell me quickly, I don't want to guess anymore."
"No, I really am an acquaintance of yours. Your name is Geng Lu, and you are from Class 8, Grade 1, No. 4 Middle School."
The man sent another string of mobile phone numbers.
“This is your phone number.”
Geng Lu felt strange. She thought it must be someone she knew pretending to be a fake account to deceive her. She replied:
"If you don't want to say it, forget it. I'll delete it."
The person on the other end quickly replied: "I just lied to you, haha, I was on the playground yesterday and asked you for your QQ number, senior, how about we make friends?"
When Geng Lu saw this, she couldn't help but feel a little angry. What kind of person is this
If you want to add me, why don’t you just reveal your identity directly? Why are you still being so secretive
She deleted the friend without saying a word.
What's the point of keeping this kind of person's post without deleting it? He clearly doesn't know me, but he managed to find out my class information, QQ and phone number.
What Lu Qiqi said yesterday was indeed true, this senior student is not normal.
Geng Lu had just deleted her friend when she received a text message:
"Please add me back, I was wrong. I really want to be friends with you."
Geng Lu quickly deleted the text message, but immediately received a phone call and Geng Lu turned off her phone.
After turning it off, she stuffed the phone into the hole in the table, her chest heaving as she breathed out. It was really annoying.
After delivering the candies, Jiang Ning returned to the classroom. Seeing Geng Lu's expression, he asked:
"What's wrong?"
Geng Lu smiled and said, "Just now, a psychopath added me. I have deleted him."
"Well, if you encounter something you can't solve, you can always come to me."
Jiang Ning said something.
Normally when he was in the classroom, he would hardly release his spiritual sense, but if he left the classroom, his spiritual sense would instantly spread out over hundreds of meters, always covering the classroom of Class 8.
Although Xue Yuantong was given a jade pendant for protection, she was smaller than him. Even with the protection of the jade pendant, it was hard to say that accidents could be completely prevented. Only with his care could she be completely protected.
In contrast, he had a very clear understanding of Geng Lu's situation just now through his spiritual sense.
For a girl like Geng Lu who is relatively well developed, she will occasionally encounter some bad guys in life. This is abnormal, but also normal.
Some women with outstanding appearance have more or less experienced being approached by middle-aged men, or being followed by others when walking on the street at night.
"It's okay, it's solved." Geng Lu didn't cause any trouble for Jiang Ning. She just needed to be careful herself and shouldn't ask Jiang Ning for help just because she was being harassed online.
"Yes." Jiang Ning casually cast a spell to Geng Lu.
…
The last class in the morning.
The history teacher suddenly went out in the middle of the lecture, leaving the classmates with strange looks on their faces.
This isn't the first time.
Xue Yuantong didn't care about that and just played with the eraser.
She glared at Jiang Ning, gritted her teeth and squeezed the eraser, as if she was pinching Jiang Ning.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Huh, how could anything happen to me!"
At lunch, she wanted to be lazy for once and asked Jiang Ning to cook, but Jiang Ning disagreed.
Xue Yuantong felt that Jiang Ning was too inconsiderate to her, so she planned to put a lot of salt in the dishes when cooking at noon to make Jiang Ning so salty that he would die.
Then, she suddenly remembered that she and Jiang Ning would eat the same dish at noon...
Xue Yuantong squeezed the eraser, and the eraser bounced out of her hand, fell to the ground, and bounced twice.
She quickly shrank under the table and tried to pick up the eraser.
Unfortunately, even though she stretched her arms as far as they could, she still couldn't reach the eraser.
She sat back in her seat angrily and said to her deskmate:
"Jiang Ning, help me pick it up."
"It's too far. I can't reach it."
Even though she was angry with Jiang Ning, she would still instinctively ask for help when she encountered difficulties, as if she had nothing to fear as long as the hateful Jiang Ning was by her side.
She hoped Jiang Ning could help her pick it up.
Jiang Ning sat steadily in his seat. He used his spiritual sense to determine the location of the eraser.
He moved his feet, kicked the eraser to the side, and said seriously:
“You can actually reach it.”
Xue Yuantong: "... How abominable!"
She crawled under the desk again and retrieved the eraser.