The first evening study session after the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday.
There are still five minutes until class starts.
As soon as Jiang Ning arrived in the classroom, he noticed an unusual atmosphere.
He pushed the door open. He remembered that Class 8 usually did not close its door except during holidays and after school.
The class was full of students, but it wasn't as noisy as usual. Instead, it seemed a little weird.
The physical education committee member Zhang Chi, dressed in school uniform, stood on the podium, looking straight ahead.
The classmates in the class also looked over here, and Jiang Ning was happy:
"What's going on? Are you giving me a salute?"
Laughter broke out in the class, and the original dull and depressing atmosphere dissipated a little.
Huang Yuzhu, who was sitting in the front row and looked mature, said, "Zhang Chi lost his basketball. He was just asking his classmates if anyone knew where the basketball was."
"Oh, I don't know about that." Jiang Ning said.
Xue Yuantong put his schoolbag on the desk. Jiang Ning did not stay in front for long and returned to his seat. His deskmate Ma Shicheng immediately said:
"I don't know which grandson stole the basketball. It's so mean!"
Jiang Ning said casually: "Who knows."
Guo Kunnan's face was not looking good either: "Zhang Chi borrowed that basketball from someone specifically for use in physical education class. After physical education class ended last week, he put the basketball in the classroom and went straight home."
"But when school started again, basketball was gone."
"I heard that a basketball costs more than a hundred dollars."
Guo Kunnan and Zhang Chi live in the same dormitory, so they know more than the average person.
Jiang Ning listened to these words and looked at Zhang Chi on the podium. Zhang Chi was wearing a school uniform.
The school uniform of No. 4 Middle School is cheap, costing only a few dozen yuan each. The quality is average and the styles are not good-looking. Fortunately, No. 4 Middle School does not force students to wear school uniforms under normal circumstances.
Only on occasions such as school anniversaries, speeches, sports meets, etc., are people required to wear school uniforms.
Therefore, usually there are few students wearing ugly school uniforms. During the school term, Zhang Chi often wears the school uniform.
I heard that he eats in the cafeteria, orders vegetarian dishes, and doesn't buy snacks. It can be seen that his family is not well off.
More than a hundred yuan is equivalent to more than a week's living expenses for such a person.
Ma Shicheng asked a few people: "Now the basketball is missing, it must have been stolen. Do you know who locked the door in the class that day?"
He thought that the basketball was lost, and the person in charge of the class keys must be held responsible.
After hearing the key, Guo Kunnan continued, "We discussed it in the dormitory. It was Zhang Chi who locked the door himself, and he even closed the window before leaving."
Ma Shicheng was at a loss as this was a very difficult situation as he had no idea who had stolen the basketball.
After listening to this, Geng Lu turned around and said:
"What if we really can't find it? Will Zhang Chi pay for the basketball himself?"
"What can we do? Pay compensation, more than a hundred yuan." Ma Shicheng said.
Geng Lu suddenly had an idea:
"Why don't you all pool your money together to pay him back, so that Zhang Chi's burden will be much lighter."
Geng Lu believed that Zhang Chi borrowed the basketball for his classmates to play basketball. It was a basketball that everyone played together, so it was normal for them to share the burden now!
As soon as Geng Lu said this, the expressions of several boys present changed. Although they felt sympathy, they had no obligation to share the responsibility of making the mistake with him.
Ma Shicheng shirked responsibility: "It's too much to ask for compensation together. I was dragged to play basketball that day!"
Shan Kaiquan tapped his phone and said, "Zhang Chi borrowed the basketball himself. We didn't let him borrow it."
Guo Kunnan took a middle position and said, "Compensation is indeed unrealistic. Zhang Chi lost the basketball and is definitely the person who is most responsible. How much should he pay?"
It was only a few days after the school started, so it was impossible to say how close our friendship was. We were all students, and except for a few exceptions, our family backgrounds were similar. If we divided the money equally, each person would have to pay more than ten yuan.
The night at the "Yucai Internet Cafe" outside the school is only ten yuan.
Just a dozen bucks, it would definitely cost a lot of money, no one wants to spend it for nothing.
A few men in the back row were discussing enthusiastically, but Geng Lu's words silenced them all.
Seeing the unhappy looks on the faces of the boys, Geng Lu wanted to say something but ultimately didn't say it.
She is naive, but not a complete fool. She can notice the changes in several people and knows that she has said the wrong thing.
Now she was very embarrassed. She wanted to turn back, but she felt a little too shy, so she could only stay there.
Jiang Ning saw her embarrassment and said at the right time:
"Okay, class is about to start, everyone get ready, the first period is Chen Haiyang's class, be careful or he'll cut you."
Such conversations took place in every corner of the classroom.
After Shan Xiao heard the gossip about Zhang Chi, he had no sympathy at all.
He and Zhang Chi were the only ones in the class who often wore school uniforms. Being equally poor, Zhang Chi could only leave everything to fate, while he worked hard to make progress.
After he got the class key some time ago, he immediately made a new key and kept it secretly, which cost him two dollars.
Zhang Chi is pitiful
Am I not pitiful
Shan Xiao was heartbroken when he heard that the basketball was worth more than one hundred yuan. In order to sell it quickly, he went back to his hometown during the holiday and sold the basketball to an elementary school student in the neighboring village for only twenty-five yuan.
It's a huge loss, okay
Shan Xiao thought so, and decided that next time he got something, he would make sure to find out its price before selling it, so as to maximize his profits.
Until the time of class, Zhang Chi still couldn't find out who stole the basketball. He was very angry and felt that every student in every class was a suspect, but he was helpless.
I could only sit back in my seat with frustration.
Jiang Ning guessed that it was Shan Xiao who stole the basketball, but he did not stand up to identify him.
Shan Xiao had taken the basketball away long ago, so he had no evidence and was too lazy to point it out.
Jiang Ning is not a savior who will not help anyone he sees as pitiful.
If that's the case, he won't be able to practice anymore.
This is good. If Shan Xiao continues to act crazy, he will end up in jail sooner or later and enjoy a life with free food and shelter.
…
Although a "basketball incident" occurred in Class 8, the basketball incident was forgotten by everyone after just two classes.
We just had a three-day holiday. On the first day of evening self-study, the students were very active.
"Jiang Ning, I'm going to the small supermarket. What do you want to eat? I'll bring it to you."
Geng Lu stood in front of Jiang Ning, looking down at him, with a warm smile on her chubby face.
Jiang Ning raised his head, but from this angle, his vision was somewhat obstructed.
Geng Lu's eyes were filled with anticipation; Jiang Ning had helped her out of trouble before, and she wanted to express her gratitude.
Of course, there is also some of her little thoughts in it.
"No need." Jiang Ning waved his hand.
"Then I'll bring you a cup of red bean double skin milk. It's my treat." Geng Lu clapped her hands lightly and made the decision on her own.
Ma Shicheng saw it and pinched his throat: "I want to eat double skin milk, can you bring me some?"
Geng Lu glanced at him and ignored him.
Turn around and leave the class gracefully.
Shan Kaiquan sat on the table, one leg on the ground, and told everyone his story:
"Brothers, let me tell you something. Didn't I take that bus to school today? I sat by the window, and there happened to be a girl sitting next to me."
"She's very pretty, the kind of cool girl you know?"
"She has a colorful butterfly tattooed on her arm and a ..."