Chapter 30 May the chariots and horses light their clothes and fur
The night is already deep.
Jiangchuan City No. 1 Middle School is still brightly lit.
The Qingming Festival has just passed, and the night wind is filled with spring warmth.
The street lights on campus were dim, and although there was noise from time to time in the gymnasium, what broke the silence was the sudden sound of a motor. Amidst the low and harsh sound, a blue and shadowy motorcycle passed by the campus.
It gradually fades away together with the violent and harsh buzzing, but the lingering sound remains.
Before Lin Zihao left, they had already gotten on Zhang Yunqi's bicycle and left together.
Before the two people left, Zhang Yunqi's 28-inch pole was about five or six meters away from Lin Zihao's Suzuki King motorcycle. It was very dark, so he couldn't see Lin Zihao's expression clearly, and he wasn't interested in seeing it, but from what he heard later
Amidst the irritable sound of the locomotive running, I guess this guy is also very irritable.
After Chu Jian got on Zhang Yunqi's bicycle and left, he told him: "I have to go to the classroom first to get my school bag."
Zhang Yundi started to say yes. At that time, he heard the sound of Lin Zihao driving away on his Suzuki King motorcycle. He smiled and said to the first meeting: "I'm used to sitting on a 28-year-old pole, right?"
I was startled when I first saw him, and then he pursed his lips and said, "I hope that the carriages, horses, and clothing will be light, and I will share them with my friends, and I will have no regrets about being ugly."
Hearing this, Zhang Yunqi suddenly felt a warmth in his heart. Talented women are talented women, and their expressions are so high-end and connotative. He smiled and said: "I remember this sentence was said by Zi Lu to Yan Yuan. It comes from The Analects of Confucius·Gongye Chang
.”
Chu Jian pursed his lips and smiled: "As expected of the top scorer in the high school entrance examination."
Zhang Yunqi is now most afraid that others will bring up the nonsense of being the top scorer in the high school entrance examination. After all, it was the glory of his previous life. He said: "Don't talk about it again. If you do, I will blush. The top scorer in the high school entrance examination is all based on blindness.
It doesn’t have much value.”
I was startled when I first saw him, but he said seriously with a small face: "How can you say such depressing words? Scores are not the most important thing. The top score in the high school entrance examination may not matter, but whatever score you test is a reflection of your ability."
Zhang Yunqi discovered that this girl was very serious about certain things.
After arriving at the teaching downstairs, he parked the car and went upstairs to Class 168 with Chu Jian. Chu Jian had the key to the classroom. Because she was the first to come to the classroom every day and the last to leave the classroom, the class teacher gave it to her.
He gave her a key.
After taking their schoolbags, the two of them went downstairs side by side and left the school.
Jiangchuan City is just a small city in the southwest inland. It does not have the brilliant lights of a big city, nor can it have a nightlife with flourishing flowers, singing and dancing, such as "thousands of flowers blooming in the east wind at night, BMWs carving cars and cars fragrantly filling the road, and fish and dragons dancing all night".
In the scene, there are many cars driving quietly on the street, as well as large expanses of green grass that have been blown down by the wind and spread in ripples.
Under the dots of lights, Zhang Yunqi rode his bicycle slowly on the streets with the girl behind him, passing through the streets and alleys of Jiangchuan City, passing by the sparkling Meihu River, with a gentle breeze blowing.
, blowing the fragrance of the girl behind him, he felt a calm and pure feeling in his heart.
Along the way, the two chatted for a while about tonight's art performance. Chu Jian asked Zhang Yunqi, "Where were you during the performance tonight? Why didn't I see you where my classmates were sitting?"
Zhang Yunqi laughed and said: "At that time, I didn't sit with my classmates. I found a place by myself to enjoy the dance of my first classmate Miao Man."
The little girl blushed when she saw her for the first time, and asked softly: "Does the dance look good?"
"So·very·good! He is simply a dancing genius who was delayed by his studies."
"Is it that exaggerated?"
"This is the truth. I didn't expect you to dance so well. And just wait and see. Starting from tomorrow, there will be an extra boy in the strengthening platoon in the corridor outside our class. They are all looking for Luo Shen."
"The more I talk about it, the more inappropriate it becomes."
Zhang Yunqi smiled and suddenly remembered something. He said, "By the way, maybe the head teacher will talk to your dance team tomorrow."
When I first met, I was startled and asked, "What are you talking about?"
Zhang Yunqi said: "As for Zhang Ji Qifengdu Fish Meal Shop's advertisement at tonight's school anniversary art performance, if nothing else, he should ask you six girls about it tomorrow. Then you can tell him directly,
I did this, and you just helped me out of friendship as classmates."
The few innocent girls in the dance team may not be aware of this at all. This violates the school's rules to some extent. They privately advertise to outside businesses. This kind of thing is natural in high schools.
Falling into the category of unhealthy tendencies, although it is not a big deal, at most it is just a few criticisms from Jiang Lihua, but Zhang Yunqi is not so low that he has to let a few female classmates with whom he is close take the blame.
The two chatted and soon arrived at Hongshan Lane.
There are no street lights in the Hongshan Lane slum, and everything is pitch black. In the low-rise bungalows in the distance, there are dim lights, but the bumpy dirt road is still very dark. Deep in the Hongshan Lane, occasionally,
There were dogs barking, and a mother-in-law called the children to go home and sleep in a long voice.
Fortunately, the weather tonight was as good as Chu Jian's mood. Zhang Yunqi rode his bicycle slowly under the moonlight to the door of Chu Jian's house. However, before he got off the car, he heard the sound of Chu Jian's low bungalow.
There were fierce quarrels and the cries of children.
Zhang Yunqi was startled for a moment, and a beautiful figure flashed behind him. When he first saw it, he got out of the car and ran in.
Zhang Yunqi parked his bicycle and walked over.
When he walked to the door of the small and crowded bungalow, what caught his eyes was the mess all over the room. The wooden table was overturned on the ground, the first textbooks were thrown everywhere, and there were broken pots and pans.
The one who cried loudly was Chu Xin. This imbecile sat on the ground and cried heartbreakingly. But the really shocking scene was when she met her father and her mother Jiang Feng for the first time while they were fighting and snatching things.
The two grabbed a transparent plastic bag. The plastic bag was stained with dust and had some spider webs that had not been wiped off. It seemed to be hidden in a corner. It contained money, and there were a few hundred bills.
Old man's head, a big lump of ten yuan, and a few bits and pieces of a few cents.
When I first saw my father, he seemed to have drunk a lot of wine. His withered face was red. He was grabbing plastic bags and swearing and saying some nasty words.
The mother Jiang Feng, who had just met her for the first time, held on to the plastic bag tightly and refused to let go, moaning and groaning as she tried to resist.
"You bitch, let me go!" Seeing that her father was angry, Chu kicked Jiang Feng to the ground, grabbed the plastic bag containing the money, and turned around to go out.
"This is the money mom earned from hard work, don't gamble with it!" Chu Jian had already rushed over, blocking her father's way.
Her father didn't even think about it for a second, and slapped Chu Jian on the face with his backhand.
Chapter completed!