sinovels Chapter 913 Scheduled Class
Chapter 913 Scheduled Class
Chapter 913 Scheduled Class
"Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. At that time, the Changqingye Building Square will hold a Lantern Festival cultural celebration. You can eat free glutinous rice balls, set off fireworks, and guess lantern riddles to win prizes. Students who are interested can participate. Remember to pay attention to safety."
Xin Youling posted the latest news about the city in the class group.
As a monitor, she gradually realized that if she wanted to replace the "white moonlight" monitor in the hearts of her classmates, she must become a red rose and turn the white moonlight into white rice grains.
To this end, Xin Youling specially opened up new business during the winter vacation.
Suddenly, she received a private message from Miao Zhe on QQ, and Xin Youling quickly edited the message and sent it to the group:
"Epic winter socks at a great price, pay 7.9 yuan and get 30 pairs of socks. Get a 50-40 yuan coupon first, then add to the order... and return it at the end... hurry up, or you'll miss out!"
Lu Qiqi was about to post, "I am dying of laughter. What quality of socks are these for 7 yuan? Can they be worn?"
As a result, Yu Wen got there first and sent a red envelope: "I'll take care of everyone's winter socks!"
In an instant, the group was in turmoil, and countless evil little hands were rushing to open the little red envelopes.
"Oh my god, 16 yuan!" Zhang Chi was extremely excited. A meal of braised chicken was ready!
He was just sighing when Yu Wen sent him another red envelope. He opened it and saw 8 yuan, which was his breakfast.
Zhang Chi was so grateful that he burst into tears and wished he could ask Yu Wen to be his godfather.
Even Duan Shigang, Liu Chuandao and others used various flattering words.
Yu Wen was in a good mood and gave out red envelopes again.
For a while, the group was full of compliments, and Yu Wen happily received the "Class Eight Celebrity" experience card.
Shen Qing'e held her mobile phone and witnessed the whole process. There were three red envelopes of 3 yuan each, and yuan was squandered!
Six hundred yuan! More than Shen Qing'e's monthly pocket money.
As a member of the small group of good sisters, Lu Qiqi at this moment pulled a small group of three people, Cricket: "What's so great about Yu Wen, isn't it just that she won 30 yuan by chance?"
"After deducting taxes, it's only 24. I wonder who she's trying to impress by being so arrogant!"
Obviously, Lu Qiqi had accumulated a lot of resentment and was jealous of Yu Wen's luck. She even quoted a rare ancient Chinese saying: "If God wants someone to be crazy, he will definitely kill him!"
Jiang Yanan was silent. It could be seen that Qiqi was really angry. Qiqi, who never memorized the text and often cheated in exams, actually boasted about ancient Chinese.
She helped correct him: "Qiqi, if God wants someone to die, he will make him crazy."
The originally tense atmosphere suddenly became suffocating, and the awkwardness lasted for a long time.
Soon, Shen Qing'e received a new group invitation.
As soon as she entered the group, she found that there were only her and Lu Qiqi in the group.
Lu Qiqi continued to complain: "How could Yu Wen's money come from an easy source? Qing'e, let's teach her a lesson from now on! Let her know her place!"
Shen Qing'e, who had experienced the "Living under someone else's roof" copy, was also not a simple white flower. She spoke carefully: "Yes, yes, as you say."
Lu Qiqi was indignant: "Jiang Ning ran a marathon before and earned hundreds of thousands of dollars. He basically donated all of it. Why doesn't Yu Wen donate? How selfish!"
Shen Qing'e: "Yeah."
However, to be honest, Yu Wen has indeed been feeling a bit over the top lately.
A few days ago, Shen Qing'e came to the city. Yu Wen looked at her as if she was examining a beautiful girl from the countryside who had come to the city, and her words were filled with arrogance that she had never had before.
Later, Shen Qing'e learned that she had won 300,000 yuan.
In the past, Yu Wen was her best friend, but during their time together, Yu Wen unconsciously considered herself inferior to her because of her outstanding appearance. Now, Yu Wen has become arrogant...
Shen Qing'e felt uncertain about the future; her best friend's success was too worrying.
……
In the evening, river dam.
"Master, please get in the car!" Xingxing tied the reins, and there was a four-wheeled cart behind him.
Lin Zida laughed non-stop, a smile spread across his fat face, and said to Zhuang Jianhui, Wei Zishan and the others beside him: "Haha, look, someone is calling me Young Master!"
During the recent Chinese New Year, Zhuang Jianhui has been meeting with friends from home and abroad. He hasn't been to Heba for a while. He looked at the little rickshaw driver and asked, "Are you new here?"
Xingxing was beaten by Dongdong for six consecutive days. He has evolved from a bad boy to a good and honest boy: "Yes, Dongdong is my leader."
Zhuang Jianhui felt a sense of magic: "Dongdong got promoted?"
Lin Zida thought of the fat boy and couldn't believe it: "Why did Dongdong get promoted?"
Xingxing replied: "Because of me."
“…”Lin Zida said nothing.
The 'good girl' version of Wei Zishan next to him shouted, "Something is wrong. He is still a child! Is this suitable for the job?"
Xingxing was as if he had seen justice, his eyes looking expectantly: "Yes, yes, I'm still a child!"
Wei Zishan patted her buttocks and said, "I've never ridden in a car pulled by a child. Let's go."
The light in Xingxing's eyes dimmed, and he turned back into Xingzi, the cart puller. He carried Wei Zishan on his back and bravely headed eastward.
Zhuang Jianhui, on the other hand, looked at the door of Xue's house and didn't see any trace of Jiang Ning, but he didn't say anything. Although he was saved by Jiang Ning and could not forget the kindness, after all, they were not in the same circle.
At the same time, in Jiang Ning's cabin.
Xue Yuantong was playing games while talking on the phone with Shang Caiwei on his iPad.
"What? You said you want to play professionally? Become a distinguished professional player?" Xue Yuantong couldn't help but raise his voice.
Shang Caiwei's weak voice came from the speaker: "Well, I like playing games very much, and now I have reached the King level. My brother said I have talent."
Xue Yuantong didn't understand: "But playing professionally is hard, right? How can I play professionally?"
Jiang Ning added: "You need to join the club and participate in some youth training."
Xue Yuantong said without hesitation: "Weiwei, you are so timid, what will you do if you are bullied during training?"
Shang Caiwei stammered, "No one should bully me, right?"
"Why, do you look like you're easy to bully?"
Shang Caiwei: "My brother said he would help me set up an e-sports club..."
"No, sister?" Xue Yuantong was silent for a while, then she said, "Jiang Ning, I also want to become a distinguished professional player!"
Jiang Ning was very calm: "Give me your phone."
"what?"
"Help you get a loan to set up a club." Jiang Ning crossed his legs.
"Humph!" Xue Yuantong was too lazy to pay attention to him, "I still have to pay back the loan, right?"
Jiang Ning: "When you win the championship, you will definitely be able to pay off your debt, right?"
Xue Yuantong was annoyed: "Isn't this the same as Xingxing taking out a loan to rent our carts to make money?"
Jiang Ning said calmly: "Yes, you came up with this idea, you are so smart."
"You are so despicable, Jiang Ning!" Xue Yuantong accused him.
Shang Caiwei heard the two quarreling, she still looked humble: "Tongtong, you are very good at playing games. If you want to play games, I will save a seat for you."
She thought that if she said it, her brother would agree, right?
Xue Yuantong had met Shang Caiwei's brother Shang Zhengyu, who was a very arrogant man.
Before Jiang Ning existed, she was humble and submissive. Now that she has Jiang Ning, she is no longer humble and dependent on others!
Xue Yuantong declined: "Forget it, I plan to study hard."
Jiang Ning questioned beside him: "You, studying?"
Hearing Xue Yuantong's refusal, Shang Caiwei made the next best choice: "Then how about you be the substitute? I will always keep a substitute position for you, the regular substitute."
Xue Yuantong didn't care much and boasted, "Okay, when you meet a strong opponent in the future, I can reluctantly go on the court and play for you."
Shang Caiwei became more confident and full of energy when it came to her career:
"Tongtong, I'm a very strong AD player. Very, very strong. My brother also said that he will find professional players to practice with me in the future. You better be careful not to be left too far behind by me!"
"It's over, Weiwei, you are so proud, brother again? Humph, Jiang Ning didn't have a loan, do you think he is really incompetent?"
Xue Yuantong pretended to be calm and nonchalant: "Weiwei, you are too immature. A true genius is invincible from the beginning!"
Shang Caiwei didn't say anything after hearing Tongtong's arrogant words. Although she was timid and cowardly, she also had a persistent dream.
She likes playing games and loves playing games. Only in the world of games can she be herself.
She wants to become a star-level professional player, even more powerful than uzi in season 4!
Tongtong's Fizz is indeed powerful and can be called a master of special skills, but the professional arena is cruel. If Fizz is banned, what should Tongtong do?
Moreover, LOL has always been a team game.
In the gaming-style bedroom, Shang Caiwei sat on her pink gaming chair, took a deep breath, and vowed in her heart: "Tongtong, one day, you will see me on the S-League stage!"
That grand, world-famous arena that attracts thousands of people’s attention!
Of course, Tongtong couldn’t see it now, she only saw her small cell phone being pressed by Jiang Ning’s cell phone.
Xue Yuantong was unhappy and asked, "Why did you use your phone to press my phone?"
Jiang Ning just thought it was fun to pile them up. Seeing Tongtong's dissatisfaction, he joked, "Give birth to a small mobile phone."
Xue Yuantong pouted: "Who wants to have a baby with you?"
Jiang Ning tried: "Then I'll look for Chuchu?"
"Don't go!"
"What's wrong?"
Tongtong said: "Chuchu's phone is too broken."
Fortunately, Chuchu is not here, otherwise I would be sad and change my phone case.
……
After playing the game, it was dark and lights came on in front of the bungalow.
Aunt Gu is not at home. There is a Lantern Festival event being held at Changqingye Square tonight, so she went there to help, leaving Tongtong alone at home.
Xue Yuantong's face showed a little melancholy: "School starts tomorrow night, and I will have to work hard to go to school again."
Xue Chuchu: "You? Is it hard?"
She pursed her lips. Sometimes she really envied Tongtong. She jumped into the car with her legs flexed, closed her eyes, and arrived at the school.
'If I were in No. 4 Middle School...' Xue Chuchu immediately suppressed the thought, because she could only rely on herself after all.
Teacher Qian held the bowl and sat at the door eating the glutinous rice balls.
Xue Yuantong looked at him and asked, "Teacher Qian, do you know what the Lantern Festival customs are?"
Teacher Qian immediately put the bowl aside and introduced enthusiastically: "You finally asked the right person. This Lantern Festival, the moon is full in the sky, people are reunited, thousands of houses are lit up, the moon is beautiful, we can eat Lantern Festival dumplings, play with lanterns, guess lantern riddles, dance lions, and chase rats... I, Qian, like to guess lantern riddles the most..."
Xue Yuantong: "Chasing away rats?"
Teacher Qian is very educated: "In ancient times, every household raised silkworms, and mice often stole the silkworms at night, so people chose to feed the mice with rice porridge on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so that they would not eat silkworms for a year."
"Hey, don't worry about that. As for me, Old Qian, I still like to guess riddles..." He stroked his beard and prepared to recite a poem.
Xue Yuantong interrupted his spell and said indignantly: "Why do rats eat my silkworms? I feed them rice porridge. I want all the rats within a ten-mile radius to die!"
"Little Stupid!" she began to call.
Xue Chuchu pointed out: "Xiaoben is still hiding from the limelight."
Xue Yuantong: "Jiang Ning, let's go catch mice!"
"Don't go."
"Go ahead~"
"No, catching mice is boring. Let's catch bamboo rats." Jiang Ning said.
Xue Yuantong's eyes lit up: "Is it the kind of fat, stupid bamboo rat that can be stir-fried?"
Jiang Ning: “Yes.”
Xue Yuantong snorted and said, "It must be delicious!"
Xue Chuchu explained: "Bamboo rats eat bamboo. Domestic bamboo rats may be greasy, but wild bamboo rats are full of lean meat, taste particularly good, and have a fresh bamboo fragrance."
Xue Yuantong couldn't wait any longer, so he went back to the house, picked up a small wooden stick and a torn sack, and urged: "Go, go!"
Jiang Ningle: "If you don't know, you'd think you're begging!"
Chuchu next to her was more sensible and brought a flashlight.
"Okay, let's go." Jiang Ning headed east and passed by Dongdong's house. He found that Dongdong had made a lantern by himself.
Although this kid is bad, he can indeed be called a little genius. He was able to make slingshots, bows and arrows, whips, and wooden swords by himself. He has excellent hands-on ability.
Jiang Ning friendly requisitioned Dongdong's lantern on the pretext of loan.
He walked in front holding a bright red lantern, and Xue Yuantong said in a crisp voice behind him: "The weather is dry, be careful of fire."
He looks like a night watchman on patrol.
Today is the Lantern Festival. Two bonfires were lit in the open space on the east side of the farm house. The flames were crackling and many guests gathered nearby to warm themselves by the fire.
Zhuang Jianhui and a group of boys and girls were playing cards or Landlord. When they heard the voice, they couldn't help but look over.
Tongtong shut up immediately.
Lin Zida greeted: "Hey, Jiang Ning, are you hunting?"
Jiang Ning: "Yes, let's prepare some game to try."
The innocent Wei Zishan recognized Jiang Ning and quickly flirted with him: "Handsome guy, I'm a foreign girl, so wild and sexy!"
"What a jerk." Jiang Ning was too lazy to answer.
Xue Yuantong declared: "We hunted game that can be eaten."
Wei Zishan burst out laughing: "Can't I eat it?"
Jiang Ning and the other two walked around them and continued on their way.
……
When Jiang Ning and the others disappeared, someone in Zhuang Jianhui's group withdrew his gaze, slowed down, and said, "Damn, there was a girl just now who was really pretty. Can she compare with Shuyan?"
Lin Zida answered with a smile: "She, Xue Chuchu, is a different type."
"Do you know him? Send me a business card."
“I’m not familiar with her.” Lin Zida just wanted to play games now and was too lazy to add girls.
"What about you? Jianhui."
"No." As for the arrogant Zhuang Jianhui, given his handsomeness, he never takes the initiative to add girls.
"Okay." The young man was a little discouraged and asked again, "From No. 4 Middle School?"
"No, Yuzhou No. 2 Middle School." Lin Zida answered.
"I want to transfer to No. 2 Middle School."
Wei Zishan took a sip of Coke: "It's just a matter of your words, right?"
What provincial key school? The strongest high school in a prefecture-level city? In their eyes, it is just a matter of getting in. To be precise, it covers not only high schools, but all universities in the province.
"Forget it. My dad specifically asked me to go to No. 4 Middle School."
The rise of Changqingye in recent years has affected the urban structure of the province. Yuzhou now plans to build a regional central city with all its strength, and the opportunities therein can be imagined.
However, the benefits brought by the rise of many industries have mostly fallen into the hands of a certain group of the population.
"Have you decided which class to transfer to?" Lin Zida asked.
The man asked again: "Yongzi, which class has the most beautiful girls?"
Wang Yong did not hesitate: "It must be Class 8."
Recommend a book "Be Insolent! I am a Cultivator!"
Introduction:
The upper nine classes include Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, and the lower nine classes are craftsmen.
But the troubled times came.
The immortal is not an immortal, the devil is not a devil, the monster is not a monster, and the Buddha is not a Buddha.
Luckily Lin Ke came.
The skills of witch doctors, musicians and craftsmen are all used to integrate the supreme method of cultivating the truth.
"There are eight million geniuses throughout the ages. Now that I have been born, do not make a sound."
(End of this chapter)