April 2nd, early morning.
Early in the morning, Xue Yuantong, all ready to go, began urging nonstop: "If he wakes up too late, I’ll definitely ride my bike to school myself."
Xue Chuchu was making pancakes at the gas stove, and upon hearing this, she said, "What’s the point of talking tough to ? It’s better to go say it at his door."
Xue Yuantong: "I’m not brave enough."
Xue Chuchu was left speechless.
She sprinkled so chopped scallions evenly over the egg-laden pancake, fully focused.
From the side, Xue Yuantong could just see her eyelashes fluttering, looking extrely pretty.
She sighed with her small mouth. When would she be able to beco as beautiful as Chuchu?
By then, would Jiang Ning dare to act arrogant and presumptuous in front of her?
Tongtong sat on a small bench, clenching her calves, resting her chin on her hands, fantasizing about becoming a great beauty.
For example, one day it rained heavily, her mother lightly humiliated her, Jiang Ning chid in, and no one at ho sided with her—fine, fine! In a fit of anger, she ran away from ho in the rain and returned years later to the river dam as an astonishing beauty. Her mother and Jiang Ning would be shocked and want to reconcile, but she would show a face that said, ’Repent, just repent!’
Xue Chuchu occasionally shot a glance and caught Tongtong’s changing expressions. She tentatively asked, "Tongtong, you?"
Xue Yuantong’s fantasy shattered, her thoughts returning to reality, and she hurriedly wiped the corner of her mouth.
She realized that she was still her ordinary self, feeling a bit empty for a mont.
At this mont, Jiang Ning leisurely appeared at the kitchen door.
Xue Yuantong felt a bit of confidence, and snorted coldly:
"Do you know how anxious I was waiting for you?"
"I even found Chuchu cooking too slow and made breakfast myself!"
Jiang Ning held a water cup and took a sip of warm water: "I didn’t see it."
Xue Yuantong: "Of course you didn’t see it, because I didn’t do it."
Xue Chuchu felt like an emotionless cooking machine.
"It will be breakfast soon, Jiang Ning, why are you at the door not coming in? Is it because you fear ?"
Jiang Ning was too lazy to bother with her and replied dismissively: "You guess."
"Hmph, forget it, I wouldn’t feel it even if you ca in," Tongtong said disdainfully.
Jiang Ning’s eye twitched.
He eventually walked into the kitchen and snatched her stool in passing, making Tongtong argue with him out of urgency.
Breakfast consisted of soy milk, egg pancakes, and two small vegetable stir-fries.
"Chuchu, you need to be careful when riding lately. A few nights ago, soone in the city drove drunk and hit two electric bikes," Tongtong advised.
"I’ve always been very careful when riding, but you..." Xue Chuchu hesitated.
She had ridden with Jiang Ning on his electric bike and knew how wild he could be, like riding a rocket.
Xue Yuantong: "Don’t worry, I’m aware of Jiang Ning’s driving skills."
Jiang Ning patted Tongtong’s bun hairstyle and said, "Although you’re sotis rebellious, Tongtong, you’re quite loyal."
Xue Yuantong felt a bit happy; she and Jiang Ning were always on the sa side, but she also thought being loyal wasn’t that great. After thinking for half a second, she said, "Of course, you’re my servant."
After finishing the al, Tongtong went to Jiang Ning’s house to push out the electric bike.
Xue Chuchu thought of the horrific car crash photos circulated in the class group chat and reminded him again, "Jiang Ning, you’d better not modify the electric bike any further. The speed is fast enough now."
She rembered that Jiang Ning’s electric bike’s speed had already surpassed 75 km/h, which was frightening.
Jiang Ning t her gaze and asked, "How did you know I was planning to modify the battery?"
Xue Chuchu felt so pressure, but she was highly resilient. There were things that weak little Tongtong couldn’t do, but she could.
She faced Jiang Ning’s sharp gaze and said, "I saw it on Tongtong’s phone."
Jiang Ning: "You actually snooped on Tongtong’s phone?"
Xue Chuchu explained: "I didn’t. Tongtong gave it to to play with. Between us, it doesn’t count as snooping."
Her eyes were calm, upright, and forthright.
Jiang Ning beca interested: "Oh? Is your heart really as you say?"
Xue Chuchu maintained her cool deanor, unmoved: "Hmm."
Jiang Ning: "So people fear that it’s not just phones they’ve snooped on, but tablets too?"
Xue Chuchu’s face reddened with embarrassnt. She had indeed accidentally accessed the notes on the tablet while helping Tongtong with gas, finding many cartoon drawings, so even secret.
"If I crossed any lines, I’d explain it to Tongtong," Xue Chuchu’s tone was not as firm as before.
But she was a bit puzzled: "By the way, how did you know?"
Jiang Ning’s expression remained unchanged: "I saw it in your diary."
Xue Chuchu’s face instantly shifted through various expressions.
...
After finishing the al, Xue Yuantong straightened herself up and urged Jiang Ning to drive quickly.
Teacher An hadn’t told them their learning trip destination, but Xue Yuantong personally asked class teacher Shan Qingrong and got the correct answer.
The destination of the study trip was a newly built zoo amusent park in the neighboring Yun City.
Xue Yuantong had never been to a zoo before, so she was really excited and couldn’t wait.
"Wow, a zoo! I’ve never seen a tiger before!"
When she arrived at school, dawn was breaking.
Nearly two thousand freshn and sophomore students gathered on the playground, awaiting the principal’s inspection.
There was a speech, a flag ceremony, and finally, Principal Yu announced, "I declare, the study trip officially begins!"
Amidst the chaotic chatter, the well-prepared troop ford a long line, snaking its way from the playground to the main path of the campus, where buses were parked along the roadside.
Despite being small in stature, Xue Yuantong held a big flag and had a backpack on. Nevertheless, she still cheerfully followed Jiang Ning and excitedly shouted, "La la la, the school is taking us to the zoo!"
Jiang Ning walked leisurely, hands behind his back.
He quite enjoyed this atmosphere, sothing he didn’t experience in his previous life, and this ti it was a nice addition.
The photographer set up his cara in front of the garden to record Fourth Middle School’s study trip activities. They would be filming the entire journey.
At the back, students of the senior year crowded on the balcony of Building 1—the sports student Tao Nian, Student Council mber Yan Chuchen, Jiang Shanyue, and others looked at the lively and free crowd, letting out bursts of sighs.
"Damn, why don’t we have this!"
"Indeed, we are the unluckiest batch."
Transfer student and poor student, Han Wen Nuan walked amidst the group with mixed feelings: "In my mory, high school was like serving a three-year sentence; do well and you’re released, do poorly and you’re in for life."
"I never thought there would actually be a chance to go out and play."
Dong Qingfeng was great at putting on airs; he waved his folding fan and said, "Not bad, spring trip in elentary, sumr camp in middle school, study trip in high school."
Zhong Huai said, "We never had those in our town’s middle school, but I still miss the town..."
Wang Longlong: "Hey, Zhong Huai, keep things in perspective!"
Stop ntioning your old school; what do you take Fourth Middle School for?
Hu Jun waved his hand: "Hey, Brother Long, don’t rush. He’s just trying to increase enthusiasm here at our Fourth Middle School!"
Cui Yu smiled mischievously, "As expected from the sa school of thought as Junzi."
Zhong Huai heard this and was puzzled.
ng Gui thought for a mont, then proactively invited: "Zhong Huai, want to co to my place tonight? We have a big TV, plenty of people. After having fun, we can just sleep under the covers."
After a long ti, their secret hangout spot started gathering people again.
Zhong Huai, being a progressive youth, was a class president back at his old school; now, seeing a chance to progress, he would certainly seize it.
Zhong Huai: "Sure, sure, let’s et tonight!"
ng Gui grabbed Zhong Huai’s neck and walked away joyfully.
Han Wen Nuan watched the two’s backs and couldn’t help feeling sothing was a bit off.
"Brother Nan, why don’t you find a girl to sit with? Look, Liu Chuandao went to sit with Zhang Zhaodi," Wang Longlong said.
Guo Kunnan made a gesture rejecting improper temptations: "I have my principles."
Then he chose to sit with his good buddy Kaiquan.
Teacher An Chan maintained order at the front of the bus. Hearing the students’ conversations, she couldn’t help but smile nostalgically, recalling a spring trip during her own student days, where a boy bravely sat next to her.
To this day, she could still rember the boy’s flushed, awkward face.
An Chan: "Take initiative once, and maybe things will turn out differently."
Dan Kaiquan felt delighted when the pretty female teacher took the initiative to talk; he said, "Girls are just embellishnt; in the end, it’s about one’s own strength."
ng Gui: "If I blossom, butterflies will naturally co!"
Cui Yu: "If I blossom, I’ll attract many butterflies!"
Guo Kunnan walked to the bus door and seed to catch a whiff of Teacher An Chan’s faint perfu. He suddenly felt moved: "Teacher An, I want to ask you a question."
"If you were in the sa class as , would you sit next to ?"
An Chan thought for a mont and said, "Yes, I would."
A smile blood on Guo Kunnan’s charmingly roguish dark face; this ti, his Dao Heart was particularly at peace.
Out of the bus window suddenly popped a shoehorn face, Liu Chuandao: "Teacher An, back in high school, would you have agreed to sit with ?"
An Chan looked at Liu Chuandao and instinctively declined: "Sorry."
Liu Chuandao: "Damn!"
Only then did An Chan realize she had hurt a boy, but this guy was always causing trouble in class and did need a lesson.
After exchanging with the students from Class 8, she found she could actually have so decent conversations. She conjectured: "If I were born a few years later and were in a class with you, it would be pretty interesting."
Cui Yu laughed, "Haha, Teacher An, I advise you not to co. Even if Wu Zetian were here, she’d be harassed by Liu Chuandao."
ng Gui: "Even Cixi would have to carry two barrels of purified water first."
Wu Xiaoqi: "Even Saint Joan of Arc would be suppressed by the Four Golden Flowers."
An Chan: "Oh?"
"Are you still coming, Teacher An?" Cui Yu intended to dissuade her.
An Chan smiled gently: "Even more interesting."
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