Jiang Ning's door opened by itself, and he walked out of the house wearing cotton clothes. The days were short in winter, and it was still a little dark outside.
He walked to Xue Yuantong's house next door. Xue Yuantong was cooking. When she saw Jiang Ning, she said with joy:
"Jiang Ning, it's Friday today. I only have two classes in the afternoon and then I'm on holiday!"
"Yes." Jiang Ning said, he was also a little happy.
Friday has always been a very friendly day for students. Ever since school started on Monday, I have been looking forward to today.
Not only for students, but also for many people who enter the society, Friday is also a good day, although many people’s work only takes Sunday off...
After breakfast, Jiang Ning took the pots and bowls to wash them. When Xue Yuantong wasn't paying attention, he used a technique to make the pots and bowls clean as new, without even using any detergent.
Throwing the bowls on the counter, Jiang Ning gently waved her fingers to return them to their places.
After doing this, Jiang Ning pushed the mountain bike out. Xue Yuantong was one step ahead of him, walking in front.
Outside the house is open flat land, with endless fields in the distance, and the view is excellent.
It was so cold that the ground was covered with frost and the soil was hard.
The weeds close to the fields are growing tenaciously despite the frost.
Xue Yuantong ran over with small steps, gathered strength, accelerated, and stepped on the frost of the weeds.
"Sliding", sliding a certain distance, she was as happy as a fool.
She slipped twice, turned back, came closer and asked:
"Jiang Ning, can you skate?"
"No." Jiang Ning said.
Xue Yuantong patted his chest: "I'll teach you."
"Childish, don't play." Jiang Ning dismissed it.
"Cut~"
…
As soon as Jiang Ning arrived at the door of Class 8, she saw that the classroom door was closed.
Jiang Ning's consciousness swept away and he analyzed what happened in the classroom.
He pushed the door open and walked in. Everyone's eyes turned towards this direction.
Including Song Sheng on the podium.
Song Sheng looked at Jiang Ning and said nothing with a sullen face. Originally, he came to class in the morning with a good mood. It was Friday and he would have a rest tomorrow. While his classmates were resting, he planned to study hard at home.
Although Song Sheng had only been in school for a few days, he quickly regained his form.
Song Sheng planned to drink milk as usual. During the time when he fractured his bones, he often drank milk in order to strengthen his bones. Even after school started, he still retained this habit.
I heard that foreign people grew tall and strong because they drank milk every day, so Song Sheng followed their example and asked his parents to buy imported milk.
In this way, he is still the strongest man in the class, except for Jiang Ning. When the final results are up, he can ravage other students.
He only has a broken leg, but he can't defeat Song Sheng!
However, this morning, when he reached for the milk, he stretched out his hand and touched the bottom of the milk carton, but he didn't touch it.
Song Sheng was a little confused at first, then he lowered his head and saw that there was no milk in the milk box next to the table leg!
Not a single box is left.
He obviously drank less than half of it!
Song Sheng was suspicious at that time. After a while, he suddenly realized that his milk was missing.
The milk that was specially placed by the table, the milk that I drank every day, is gone!
Song Sheng cursed.
Immediately, he ran to the podium and asked the classmates who would get his milk.
As a result, everyone looked at Song Sheng in a very strange way.
The first time was Zhang Chi's basketball, the second time was Guo Kunnan's power bank, the third time was Wu Xiaoqi's basketball, and now it's Song Sheng's turn.
Song Sheng had not come to class before. He was not popular and no one told him that there was a thief in the school. As a result, Song Sheng's milk was poisoned in just a few days.
Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong came to their seats and sat down.
Song Sheng still stood on the podium, his eyes threatening the whole class, trying to find the murderer.
Song Sheng was very angry now. He had never suffered such grievances even if his bones were broken. He shouted angrily:
"Damn it, who stole my milk? Now stand up!"
"Hey, you even stole milk, how poor are you?"
"Haven't you ever drank milk?"
"If you dare to steal my milk, don't let me catch you, or I will remove your arm!"
Song Sheng uttered wild words.
No one responded.
On the other hand, Guo Kunnan, who was in the back row, looked at Song Sheng's current appearance and unconsciously felt much better. Although he had lost his power bank, he was not alone.
From now on, every time someone throws something in the class, Guo Kunnan will feel a little comforted. He is not the only one who is hurt in this world.
For example, Shan Kaiquan, who was sitting in the front row, gloated over his misfortune. Seeing Song Sheng's misfortune made him happier than picking up money.
Song Shengwei was furious for a while, and squad leader Huang Zhongfei reminded him at the right time:
"Song Sheng, please calm down. Maybe the head teacher will come over for your morning self-study later."
Song Sheng now knew that he could not find the murderer, so he could only swallow his hatred in his stomach, and secretly planned that if he found the murderer, he would beat him so that his parents would not recognize him.
How dare you steal his milk, this garbage man.
I really didn’t know how powerful he was!
Song Sheng walked down from the podium with a sinister expression, which made people a little scared, fearing that he would get angry and hit someone. Shan Xiao said kindly: "Song Sheng, I forgot to tell you before that there was a thief in the school. Several things were lost in the class before."
"Don't carry milk to class anymore. That thief seems to be quite capable."
Shan Xiao's smile is a bit silly, giving the impression that he has no scheming intentions.
It seems that the loss of Song Sheng's milk has something to do with him not reminding Song Sheng in advance!
Shan Xiao seemed to still feel a little guilty.
Although Song Sheng was so angry that his head hurt, he was not a person who could distinguish between good and bad. He still remembered the fat man named Lin Zida who gave him ice Coke before he broke his bone.
At this moment, he listened to Shan Xiao's reminder, but he didn't take it out on Shan Xiao.
But Song Sheng was still very unhappy. He had a rebellious character, and now the anger on his face showed, and he said with a strong voice:
"Damn it, even if he steals it, I still have to take it!"
"You think I'm afraid of him?"
These words were spoken with such force that Shan Xiao became speechless.
After hearing this, the students around him also looked at Song Sheng with a special look. He was a ruthless person.
Song Sheng returned to his seat with a straight face and sat down boldly.
Without milk to drink, he felt a little unhappy.
Wu Xiaoqi rubbed his basketball, patted it on the ground twice, and said in the tone of someone who had been there before:
"Your milk is pretty average."
Song Sheng was unhappy at the time. Why did this hanging man make him so unhappy? It was so different from Shan Xiao just now. He said coldly:
"What does it mean to be ordinary? Do you know how to speak? This is imported milk. Do you understand?"
"What is import, not these domestic rubbish brands!"
Wu Xiaoqi thought that there were still people pretending to be in front of him, so he said:
"My family has received your milk as a gift before, and a box only costs more than three hundred."
"You still drank half of it, and the rest is not worth two hundred yuan."
Although Song Sheng was still unhappy, after listening to Wu Xiaoqi's words, he no longer had the urge to hit the person. The milk the other person drank was on the same level as him, which at least proved that his family background was not bad.
"Two hundred yuan is not much, but I'm not happy about it," Song Sheng said.
"I lost a basketball last time." Wu Xiaoqi gestured with his thumb and index finger:
"More than eight hundred!"
"The basketball was left in class, and it was gone in one night." Now that he said this, Wu Xiaoqi was still a little depressed.
When Song Sheng heard about the eight-hundred-dollar basketball, he immediately took a new look at Wu Xiaoqi. Although he didn't play basketball, he also knew that most people only paid tens of dollars to play basketball. The humble boy next to him actually played eight-hundred-dollar basketball.
.
Oh, and the basketball was stolen.
In an instant, Song Sheng was no longer so sad. He had lost two hundred yuan, and this boy had lost eight hundred yuan.
Actually, if you think about it, it's not bad.
After the miserable match, Song Sheng calmed down a little.
…
In the afternoon, the afternoon sun is just right, adding a bit of warmth to the cold winter days. It is quite pleasant to bask in the sun in such weather.
The last class is physical education. After this class, we have a double break.
Jiang Ning glanced at the messages on her phone. Shao Shuangshuang found two more materials for the spirit wood boat and was transferring them to Yuzhou. She said that the last material had been identified and was being purchased.
This means that the materials for the spirit wooden boat are about to be collected.
Jiang Ning was in a very good mood.
In the physical education class, the teacher asked the students to run two laps and then announced the disbandment.
Jiang Ning brought a table tennis racket. He planned to play table tennis with Xue Yuantong today.
Like a dog that smelled bones, Yang Sheng ran over from the girls team and stood in front of the two of them.
"Hey, Jiang Ning, did you agree to a duel?"
"Aren't you cowardly?" Yang Sheng said with a raised brow. She was still wearing the same sportswear that had not changed for thousands of years, and she felt like a hero among women.
Jiang Ning put one hand on Xue Yuantong's shoulder and suddenly smiled:
"Want to challenge me? Then you have to defeat my assistant Xue Yuantong first."
Xue Yuantong understood what Jiang Ning meant. She looked at Yang Sheng, her eyes full of fighting spirit.
Except for Jiang Ning, no one of her peers could beat her. If she wanted to play table tennis with Jiang Ning, she would have to either bribe her with snacks like the chemistry teacher did, or beat her openly.
But defeating her is impossible!
"Okay, let me beat you to tears." Yang Sheng said with no shame.
"Damn it!" Xue Yuantong felt underestimated. She tugged on Jiang Ning's clothes and said:
"Come on, Jiang Ning, let me show you how powerful I am!"
Jiang Ning smiled and nodded, and walked towards the table tennis with her. At this moment, he noticed that Xue Yuantong's personality was a little more cheerful. Compared with the dull white paper before, it was undoubtedly smeared with sunshine now.
In fact, this little girl has always had many thoughts in her heart. She is a very lively girl. But in the past, she would only show that side when she played with Jiang Ning.
When facing others, he rarely speaks. From the beginning of the school year to now, Xue Yuantong and 80% of his classmates have not said a word.
When he arrived at the table tennis court, Yang Sheng got the table tennis racket and was about to serve a ball when someone next to him said something:
"Hey, Yang Sheng can also play table tennis, how awesome is he?"
"Do you dare to play two games with me?"
Yang Sheng turned around and saw that the person coming was Ma Shicheng.
