Thinking back, Cheng Ran still found it a little funny. He was just joking, but who knew that Qin Xizhen came over and tore him apart without saying a word. This woman must have practiced...
Emotions can be transmitted. Some things may not be said verbally, but they can still be felt.
For example, Cheng Ran didn't regard Qin Xizhen as a real teacher at all, and Qin Xizhen could naturally feel it.
So maybe the way they get along is a little weird. Qin Xizhen is not convinced, but Cheng Ran just refuses to budge.
But deep down, Cheng Ran was more attracted to Qin Xizhen's academic temperament. This girl reminded him of many things from his college days.
Although this girl looks quiet and well-educated, in essence... she is still very funny.
Although the fact that Cheng Ran's trouser leg was torn attracted attention, no one from the band disclosed it, so everyone just thought that he tore his trouser leg when he went to help the band, but no one knew the truth. It just caused a lot of laughter from the people on both sides of the boulevard and in the classroom when he was returning.
Yao Beibei laughed and teased in class, "Cheng Ran, don't you have money to buy clothes? Ask your mother to buy you better quality clothes. Otherwise, three pairs of clothes like the ones you're wearing won't be as good as one pair of clothes worn by others!"
Many people looked at Cheng Ran following these words. Although these words were well-intentioned, there were some sensitive things hidden in them, which always made people involuntarily look at Cheng Ran and his clothes.
Among the children of the compound, Cheng Ran's family is the worst off. Cheng Feiyang is only concerned about getting a fixed salary, and Xu Lan herself does not earn much. As for families like Yao Beibei, Yang Xia, and Liu Ying, their fathers have already gone out to do other jobs. Yang Xia's mother is a doctor, and Liu Ying's mother Zhang Lin works at the Municipal Education Bureau. Their treatment is always better than Cheng Ran's family.
Therefore, Cheng Ran used to be the most ordinary person in the yard. He would buy two or three pairs of shoes a year at most, and he wore the same few clothes over and over again. He was never seen wearing any brand names. Compared with others, he pales in comparison. This is also one of the reasons why Yao Beibei usually doesn't take him seriously.
Of course, after hearing these words, some people looked at Cheng Ran, and then quickly shifted their gaze away.
Cheng Ran was speechless. His classmates were very kind and tried not to look at him or talk about him too much. Some students who also came from difficult families felt the same way and showed embarrassed expressions.
Often this cautious maintenance of self-esteem can inadvertently hurt others the most.
Cheng Ran thought about it and laughed at himself… Cheng Feiyang tackled the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, and the Post and Telecommunications Bureau also signed an equipment contract with Fulong, but the first step of the Long March has just begun. Although the contract share is tens of millions, everyone knows the financial problems of the Shanhai Post and Telecommunications Bureau. Even if Li Jingping allocates funds, the Post and Telecommunications Bureau will not give the contract all at once, and the settlement will be in batches. Fulong Company is now engaged in research and development, production, marketing, and channels, which one is not a bottomless pit that opens its mouth to ask for money… So Cheng Feiyang signed this contract for tens of millions, but in the final analysis, their family is still a pauper.
Cheng Ran smiled helplessly, but recently he seemed to have heard that his elder brother Cheng Qi's promotion in Chengdu was doing well. Cheng Xiang also called him and said that his second aunt's advertising and graphic shop was busy every day. When there were no orders from the company, they made board games. Several people in the shop became skilled workers. Now they send board games to Cheng Qi every week through the logistics company.
However, due to limited production capacity, we may only be able to send out a maximum of 100 pairs per week.
Cheng Ran calculated that this was probably the current limit of Second Aunt's store. If he wanted to expand, he might have to open up the store and hire more people, but this was not cost-effective. In the end, it would be better to find a publishing factory to do the work. This would definitely require a large sum of money. This was the business of the brothers in the family. To get such a sum of money, he could only promote the board game in a scattered manner first. After earning such a sum of money, he could do the follow-up.
After Yao Beibei's words, many people in the class were silent. Class monitor Zhang Feng, Li Deli, Zheng Qiuying and others still looked at Cheng Ran a few more times. They thought that even if Cheng Ran was the top student in the grade, compared to the difficulty of his family getting the top student, they were just not grateful for what they had.
During the break of the last class of the day, Yang Xia did not go out but chatted with Yu Xiao. Yu Xiao asked Yang Xia about several girls who were dancing with them.
Yang Xia looked at Yu Xiao and said, "Do you think I don't know? You must have helped someone to gather intelligence. Don't do this too often, okay?"
Yang Xiawei changed his mind, wrinkled his nose, and widened his eyes, "Hey... You won't betray my situation, right? Yu Xiao, do you want to die? Believe it or not, I will..."
Seeing that Yang Xia was about to throw the pencil case at him, Yu Xiao waved his hands and said, "Hey, hey! I'm asking for Zhang Xin from our yard! Isn't he in Class 2? Zhang Xin, how could he ask for you? Who are you, Yang Xia? You are unattainable. If I mess with you, I will only suffer. The example of Cheng Ran is enough for me!"
Yang Xia slowly put down the hand that was holding the pencil case.
She stole a glance at Cheng Ran, who then looked at the two of them and shrugged, "Am I innocently lying on the ground and getting shot by a stray bullet?... It has nothing to do with me, okay."
They both couldn't help laughing. Turning back, Yu Xiao said, "That's right, so no one can mess with you, Yang Xia. Come on, tell me the name of that girl so I can reply to Zhang Xin..."
"You're so beautiful!" Yang Xia patted Yu Xiao's head, turned around, and glanced in the direction of Cheng Ran. He only saw him shaking his head at the two of them and continuing to read.
After a while, Yang Xia stood up from her seat, and then came to Cheng Ran's table, holding something in her hand and handed it to him, "Here you go."
In Yang Xia's hand was a thin black strap, half a finger wide, made of cotton and slightly tough. Cheng Ran looked at her, confused.
"Bandage. Do you want to continue being laughed at on your way home?"
Yang Xia rolled her eyes at him, then slapped the tape on his desk, turned around and walked back to her seat as the bell rang.
Cheng Ran noticed Yang Xia's shoulder-length black hair.
And she just... Her hair was tied.
…
In the end, Cheng Ran did not use the rope that other girls used to tie their hair. He thought of a compromise and tied the two corners of the torn trouser legs together, which instantly made him look trendy.
Yu Xiao didn't want to carry his schoolbag when he went home, so he only took his homework and reference books. But he immediately saw the rope on Cheng Ran's desk, so he took it and used it.
He tied a pile of books together, holding the cross knot of the rope in his hand, like a Chinese medicine bag tied together in a Chinese medicine store. After school, he walked home with Cheng Ran, carrying the books.
When we walked out of the school gate and onto the slope, Yang Xia happened to be walking by with her schoolbag on her back and her long hair cascading down like a waterfall, fluttering in the breeze. She attracted a lot of attention along the way. Some boys in groups of three or five even nudged each other with their elbows, and voices like "Yeah! Yang Xia... look..." could be heard.
Yu Xiao, who was standing behind him, could see all the movements around him clearly. He thought that Yang Xia had been like a princess since she was a child, and she became more and more outstanding as she grew up. Now that she was in high school, she became even more graceful. In addition, the fact that Song Shiqiu liked her became a topic of discussion among many classes in the grade, and they even gave her the title of "class flower".
However, such a "class beauty" is someone he had watched grow up in the same compound since childhood. It is still an honor to have such a connection with her. Yu Xiao waved at her with a moved heart, "Hi! Yang Xia! Yang Xia! Let's go together!"
Yu Xiao thought that Yang Xia, who had just walked to the front, didn't see them at all, so when he called out to her, he waved his hand, waiting for her to turn around and find a place for her in the crowd.
As a result, Yang Xia turned around and looked at him and Cheng Ran first. Then, under the gazes of everyone, she said coldly, "Go home by yourselves. Who will go with you?"
After Yang Xia turned around and quickened her pace to disappear in front of the crowd of people leaving school, Yu Xiao, facing the gloating looks around him, pointed in the direction of Yang Xia and blinked in disbelief at Cheng Ran beside him.
"What's wrong with this woman... Did she take the wrong medicine? Why is she so fierce..."
(I have been suffering from insomnia recently. I haven’t slept well, so I am in a daze. It takes a long time to write a satisfactory chapter. My mind is a bit blocked. I need to think carefully about some of the plots later. I will try to make it more detailed. Let’s talk about it.
There is only one update today, I will update more later. I will try to update twice a day and strive for three!
Also, today is Ah C’s birthday. I wish Ah C a happy birthday and a happy and healthy family! He is the first man who supported me when I first started writing books... It has been about ten years since we met. We have already become close friends online and offline.
Ten years have passed, and I feel a little emotional. I want to thank all the friends who read my books, listened to my stories, and became my soulmates during this journey! Some people are lost, and some are relieved that they have been following me since the first day! Thank you for your company and recognition. We met at the beginning of the story, and I hope we can experience more magnificent, exciting and heart-warming stories together! Bow. )