Chapter 1093: Chapter 621: Daily Life (Part 2)
“Ask yourselves honestly, you should know the consequences of not studying hard, right?”
“But you won’t care, because those consequences feel far away, but the happiness right now, that’s real happiness, am I right? After all, I’ve been at your age before.”
Gao Heshuai spoke slowly, and as he talked, many students quietly put down their phones and looked up.
Even though Gao Heshuai made a lot of sense, everyone treated it like a passing breeze, after all, they’ve heard this kind of talk countless tis.
Conscious self-indulgence is the norm in life.
Wu Xiaoqi was still dancing away, in the simulated world, he was about to slam dunk.
Gao Heshuai suddenly shouted: “Wu Xiaoqi!”
Wu Xiaoqi’s soul was instantly summoned back.
Gao Heshuai smiled coldly: “You like playing basketball, right? I’m telling you, if you can’t get into college in the future, you won’t even get into a college basketball team, how are you going to rely on basketball then?”
“By dreaming?”
Wu Xiaoqi looked up, light surrounding his head: “My future’s not a dream!”
This line choked Gao Heshuai:
‘What the hell, does this student have a problem with his brain?’
He steadied his breath, pointing at Wu Xiaoqi, launching a personal attack: “Get out of here!”
Wu Xiaoqi held his basketball, swaggered out.
Finally, Gao Heshuai added: “Get out and stand on the balcony! If you dare run away, I’ll inform Director Wang!”
Wu Xiaoqi: “Balcony it is then!”
After he left, Gao Heshuai cursed: “What kind of thing, I could randomly pick a student from outside, and they’d be a hundred tis better than him!”
Zhang Chi chuckled: “The students you can get from outside, are also ones other teachers have kicked out.”
With these words, the whole class burst into laughter.
“Hahaha!” echoed around.
Gao Heshuai pointed at Zhang Chi: “You go stand at the back!”
Zhang Chi’s face dropped, might as well get out, at least outside he could catch so breeze.
After disciplining two unruly students, Gao Heshuai finally felt a little better, he took out a newspaper, glancing at the news.
But he didn’t get peace for long, as the horoom teacher of Experintal Class 1, Hu Hou, ca knocking, looking unhappy:
“Xiao Gao, why did you direct your students to play basketball at the door of our class?”
…
Tuesday, during the break of morning self-study.
Cui Yu ran to the back row to report the situation: “Guys, I saw that girl last night.”
“She was so pale, and when we ate together, I felt she slled so nice, I’m in love, guys.”
His eyebrows danced with excitent.
Guo Kunnan told him: “If you truly like a woman, you’ll find her scent pleasant.”
“Brother Nan, you really know your stuff!” Cui Yu was amazed.
Guo Kunnan wore a proud expression: “Low key, low key.”
Duan Shigang leaned in, being straightforward: “Did you stay over last night?”
Cui Yu waved his hand: “Oh, don’t be vulgar, Gangzi.”
Even though he’s seen countless movies, Cui Yu still longed for pure love, thirsty for true affection.
He’s already thinking about the future, especially concerning ng Gui, he’s considering whether to sever ties with her since this girl, he pursued her alongside ng Gui.
If ng Gui ets the sister-in-law in the future, wouldn’t it be awkward?
Cui Yu, in his complacency, glanced at Miao Zhe next to him, noticing Miao Zhe peering in, Cui Yu’s smile didn’t fade.
He and Miao Zhe had old grudges, back when school just started, he liked to tease Miao Zhe, for which he even got scratched a couple of tis by Miao Zhe.
He never got his revenge.
Now, he wanted payback with interest.
He casually said: “Zhezi, why have you been posting so many sad updates lately?”
Miao Zhe withdrew his gaze: “It’s none of your business.”
Cui Yu persisted: “Usually, I don’t see you chasing any girl, why post so many sad updates, who broke your heart? Oh dear, could it be soone you t online suddenly stopped talking to you?”
He laughed heartily.
Miao Zhe’s face instantly darkened.
Cui Yu saw that the attack was effective and wondered if he really guessed right?
Cui Yu didn’t continue to provoke him, to prevent Miao Zhe from jumping the wall in desperation.
Cui Yu showed off for a while, then left with a swagger, leaving the people on the scene with different expressions.
Guo Kunnan’s face was strange: “Cui Yu actually found soone? Is that girl blind?”
Hu Jun: “Is that how you regard a brother in your heart?”
Guo Kunnan said, “I suspect there’s sothing off about that girl, maybe she’s hiding her identity.”
Ma Shicheng: “Do you think Cui Yu isn’t hiding his identity?”
Guo Kunnan said nothing more.
Dan Kaiquan, who was originally calm, felt a slight ripple because soone in the back row was in a relationship.
Before, Dan Kaiquan thought pursuing Bai Yuxia was very difficult.
However, ever since he t Lan Zichen, competitors have been appearing one after another, like Wu Yunzhi from Grade 10, Qi Tianheng from Grade 11, and even Liu Chuandao who was playing interference on the side.
This is truly a hell level difficulty!
Dan Kaiquan couldn’t retreat. He had invested so much effort, and if he backed down, he’d be letting himself down.
But facing competitor after competitor, Dan Kaiquan felt a bit powerless, as Wu Yunzhi’s looks and Qi Tianheng’s financial resources were both superior to his.
“Brother Ma, if moving forward ans death and stepping back also ans death, what’s the way forward?” Dan Kaiquan earnestly asked.
Ma Shicheng: “Go around from the side.”
Dan Kaiquan was stunned, then shook his head: “Can’t go around, can’t go around!”
Wang Longlong: “Then there’s no solution.”
Dan Kaiquan found it increasingly difficult the more he thought about it, not knowing how to break the situation.
Guo Kunnan wanted to comfort him but didn’t know how to start, so he went out with his good bro to relax.
Wang Longlong asked, “Brother Quan won’t have an accident, right?”
Ma Shicheng was indifferent: “Brother Quan’s mindset is alright, it’s no big deal. Besides, that bit of affection he has is not a big deal. When I was in first grade, I forgot to wear my red scarf during the flag-raising ceremony, causing the whole class to lose points. At that ti, I thought my life was over!”
…
Lunchti ended.
The titanium-colored electric bike sped along the river dam, with Xue Yuantong looking towards the distant Huishui River:
“This year’s almost over, Jiang Ning.”
Today is November 25, 2014, with just a few months left until the New Year.
Jiang Ning slightly slowed down and replied, “Not yet, we haven’t even had winter break.”
Xue Yuantong: “Not so early, high school is almost halfway over.”
Jiang Ning thought about it carefully and realized it was true. However, he felt it was slow. During student days the days were fulfilling, but after graduation, ti seed to go by quickly, with the only thing to look forward to being the weekly rest days.
“Chen Siyu told she and her sister want to be teachers. They said they would be in the sa school, and play rock-paper-scissors; whoever loses has to teach for the other.” She talked about school matters.
Hearing this, Jiang Ning tried to recall their future paths but couldn’t rember if they beca teachers.
Jiang Ning rode the bike while Xue Yuantong found topics from the back, and whenever there was sothing interesting, Jiang Ning would respond with a couple of lines, creating a relaxed atmosphere that made him feel comfortable.
The trip was short. Jiang Ning rode to the bungalow entrance, and Xue Chuchu, holding a vocabulary book, nodded to them.
Xue Yuantong rushed inside: “Mom, did you skip work?”
Aunt Gu: “Nonsense, can’t I take a day off?”
“Hehe.” Xue Yuantong smiled brightly.
Seeing her daughter acting silly, Aunt Gu beckoned her over, looked her up and down, and saw that she was wearing thick clothes as instructed, so Aunt Gu felt sowhat reassured.
She held her daughter’s hand, went to the room, opened the wardrobe, and picked out a few scarves, in colors like red, white, and black—a total of five or six colors—so they could match with various outfits.
“When it gets colder, take a scarf for Jiang Ning so he won’t be cold riding to school.”
Xue Yuantong: “Hmm.”
“Did you knit these, mom?”
“If I didn’t knit them, did you?” Aunt Gu retorted.
Rembering her mom holding her hand earlier and seeing the blisters, which must have co from knitting scarves, Xue Yuantong felt a pang of heartache:
“Mom, why do you have blisters on your hand?”
Aunt Gu glanced at her daughter and threw out a light-hearted answer, “I’ve been learning to play mahjong lately, got them from that.”
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