Most students were still walking at a normal pace, until reaching the school gate, where Jiang Ning’s electric bike began to slow down.
From behind, Xue Yuantong’s crisp voice was heard: "Is there a check at the gate?"
At this mont, at the school gate, Director Wang from the Security Office, math teacher Gao Heshuai, and Director Mr. Yan were overseeing the situation.
Especially Director Yan, with a stern face and sharp eyes, scanned every student entering the school.
Any student daring to ride a bike into the school would be refused entry; the boy on a mountain bike earlier had obediently dismounted and pushed his bike toward the parking shed.
Jiang Ning: "Yes, but it shouldn’t be a problem."
He only slightly slowed down at the gate, and after being recognized by Gao Heshuai and Director Yan, he slightly increased his speed, maintaining a steady pace, gradually riding away, and no one stopped him throughout.
Outside the school, a girl wearing a school uniform on an electric bike saw what Jiang Ning did and emulated the behavior, not dismounting and riding straight into the school.
Director Yan looked indifferent, thinking how audacious a student could be to disregard school rules!
Without needing to say a word, the burly Director Wang stepped to the left, shouting:
"Stop, stop!"
With a burly physique, Director Wang not only worked for school security but also was responsible for guiding the school’s athletes, easily handling those well-built young sportsn.
In a previous life, Dan Xiao was also captured by him and the PE teacher Gu Wei together.
Let alone now, a feeble girl on a small electric bike, Director Wang extended a hand and easily stopped Lan Zichen, reproaching:
"Didn’t your horoom teacher tell you? You can’t ride into the school. Are you just ignoring it? Can you recite Fourth Middle School’s rules?" Director Wang reprimanded rcilessly, showing no leniency because she was a girl.
This head-on scolding gathered many students around to watch the scene, and being criticized publicly, Lan Zichen felt a bit embarrassed.
The girl wasn’t entirely ek and didn’t wholly accept the criticism, so she retorted: "I know Fourth Middle School has rules, but I don’t think any student would morize them!"
Who cares to morize school rules!
Mr. Yan, beside her, faced serious as he noticed a familiar figure in the audience, sparking a thought, then pointed and said:
"This student, would you please recite Fourth Middle School’s rules for her to hear."
Wang Longlong, happily eating a fried bun and sipping sweet soy milk, paused.
Seeing the familiar Director Yan, he quickly cleared his throat and recited fluently:
"One, self-respect and self-love, care for appearance; two, honesty and trustworthiness, treat people with courtesy; three, abide by the rules, study diligently; four, hard-working and thrifty, respect parents..."
"Alright, alright, that’s enough, excellently recited." Mr. Yan was very pleased inside.
Wang Longlong courteously said: "As a Fourth Middle School student, it’s my duty."
Seeing Wang Longlong’s humility, Mr. Yan appreciated him even more.
Director Wang then looked at Lan Zichen: "Isn’t there soone who can recite it?"
Lan Zichen was burning with sha and anger inside; she morized this boy, thinking, "What’s wrong with you? Who morizes school rules for no reason?"
Yet, Lan Zichen still didn’t give in, "Wasn’t there just soone riding a bike in? Why didn’t you stop him?"
She pointed out the unfairness.
Gao Heshuai: "He’s the top student in the city, do you know how precious his ti is? Not to ntion anything else, not the city top, even if you could rank first in our school, I’d have the security salute you upon entering."
The security in uniform nearby: ?
Ultimately, Lan Zichen, for breaking school rules, had her na recorded, and her class lost the competition right for the Exemplary Red Flag title.
...
Jiang Ning enjoyed the freedom of riding inside the campus, while many students pushing bikes glanced frequently.
This sort of privilege Jiang Ning had never enjoyed before, not even an average grade leader could disregard school rules like this.
Only soone like Xue Yuantong, exceeding the benchmark, could achieve it.
As Xue Yuantong rode by on a bike, she noticed two familiar figures on campus’s main road and waved: "Morning, old class monitor."
Huang Zhongfei heard this and waved back with a smile: "Morning."
Beside him, Yu Wen, with a very gentle tone akin to a lady, said: "My, class monitor, you’re so popular, even Xue Yuantong greets you."
Huang Zhongfei: "She’s quite polite."
Soon, the topic between them ended, for Yu Wen always felt short of words facing the class monitor.
Yu Wen moved a bit closer to the class monitor, having found this chance to have breakfast with him, aiming to use this opportunity to improve their relationship.
Yu Wen initiated: "Class monitor, I heard from Yanan that so in the class think we’re dating."
Huang Zhongfei sensed her implication, responding with an almost instinctive ease: "It’s alright, if we have a clear conscience, we won’t be afraid of shadows slanting."
Yu Wen: "..."
Her honorable class monitor was still so righteous and upright. However, Yu Wen was anxious inside, wanting to hear the response she desired.
Feigning shyness, she uttered: "What if... I actually feel guilty?"
Huang Zhongfei was flustered: "..."
...
Jiang Ning climbed the stairs to the second floor, seeing a group of students from Class 1 in the east corridor reciting texts, their voices filling the air.
Turning along the corridor to 8th Class’s door in the south, it was empty, completely lacking the studious atmosphere of Class 1.
Though the monthly exam was this week, the pre-exam vibe wasn’t strong; people carried on eating, chatting, and playing on their phones.
Liu Chuandao held a cup of hot water, fuming: "Yang Sheng, what do you an by not replying to my ssages?"
Yang Sheng sat at their seat, drinking tea, gently blowing on the teacup: "Sorry, I blocked you, didn’t receive them."
Liu Chuandao was aggravated and belittled: "Honestly, you’re pretty average looking, far inferior to my previous partner."
"Oh, that’s nice." Yang Sheng savored their tea leisurely, looking composed, the chin-length bob adding a trace of grace and ease.
Liu Chuandao stared at Yang Sheng’s delicate profile, feeling an itch in his heart, denying earnestly:
"Let tell you, my previous partner had long hair, much prettier than you."
Yang Sheng: "Oh."
Liu Chuandao, incessantly criticizing: "Since I transferred to Class 8, I’ve t more than one person saying you’re hard to get along with, quite arrogant."
He added: "If only I said you were difficult, that might be my problem, but if a group says bad about you..."
Yang Sheng interrupted him: "If a group is bad-mouthing , then you must have conspired together."
...
At the back of the classroom, Lu Qiqi complained: "What’s the deal! Why is there expired milk being sold at the gate?"
She hadn’t had breakfast that morning, grabbing a box of milk and an egg to munch on, planning to get sothing at the school canteen during the mid-morning break.
"Luckily, I checked before drinking it; otherwise, I’d have consud expired milk. The vendor was so unscrupulous, selling expired milk." Lu Qiqi was furious.
Wang Longlong: "Qiqi, don’t be mad, have Qingfeng share so of his soy milk with you later."
Hu Jun: "What do you take Qingfeng for?"
Wang Longlong: "Won’t he share?"
Hu Jun: "No, he already gave his soy milk to Xin Youling."
Wang Longlong: "Do you always check the production date before drinking milk?"
Wang Longlong reckoned that if it were him, he might have swallowed it straight down, lacking any awareness to check the date.
Lu Qiqi said: "I didn’t used to check, my grandma called after a while, saying I hadn’t visited her. When I did, she gave boxes of milk. After drinking it, it tasted off, and I found it expired for half a year."
Playing gas, Ma Shicheng chid in: "Was it expired, or were you just late getting back?"
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