The tall trees in front of the bungalow are as bare as the head of English teacher Chen Haiyang.
But the wheat seedlings in the fields are as green as Shen Xu's hat.
The old snow has not yet melted, and new snow has been added, falling from the dark sky, and the fields and villages are all covered in heavy white snow.
The light at the door of the bungalow was powered on, and the lights illuminated the darkness.
Zhang Ruyun stood at the door. The snowy weather did not make people afraid, but brought life. Looking to the east, he could see guests from the city coming to the farmhouse for dinner from time to time.
Dongdong tied a hemp rope and worked hard to tow the tire. A little girl of five or six years old was riding on it, smiling very happily. Her father was following beside her to prevent accidents.
Zhang Ruyun is really surprised. His impression of Dongdong, an unruly wild child, has now become so sensible?
‘Sure enough, people change when they grow up!’ Zhang Ruyun sighed.
As the saying goes, there is no distinction in education. As long as students are taught according to their aptitude, they can make progress.
Zhang Ruyun waved and shouted: "Dongdong, let's play together later!"
Dongdong made a loud noise: "If you want to play, come to me at the door of the farmhouse."
He is not allowed to attract private clients now because Lin Zida warned him that if he dares to cross the line, he will be subject to Jiang Ning's antitrust trial.
Lin Zida also specifically reminded Jiang Ning of cruel punishments such as hanging from a tree to feed wasps, throwing him into a pond to feed fish, and so on.
Zhang Ruyun now returned from the noisy big city and suddenly came to the countryside. He felt a little lonely. He walked to the door of the farmhouse and saw Zhuang Jianhui first.
After a little comparison, Zhang Ruyun felt ashamed. The other person was tall and handsome, and his appearance was better than their student union minister.
Then, when he saw Yang Qian, Zhang Ruyun was stunned and couldn't help shouting: "Yang Qian!"
Hearing this, Yang Qian turned around and looked at him. Zhang Ruyun looked pretty good. He was about 175 years old, had a perm, and his clothes were from Heilan House. Most men didn't know how to take care of themselves. Zhang Ruyun relied on these to achieve " The realm of "half-step handsome".
"Who are you?" Yang Qian didn't recognize him.
Zhang Ruyun sounded slightly excited: "I, Zhang Ruyun, am from the National Agricultural University. On New Year's Day this year, our Anseong university held a charity sale and charity event. You are in the Agricultural University team."
"Oh~" Yang Qian finally recalled it, but she still didn't recognize Zhang Ruyun. There were too many people at the event, so how could she remember Zhang Ruyun?
But Zhang Ruyun was different. At that time, someone posted photos of volunteers in their Jianda University group, and Yang Qian was praised by many people for her beauty.
"Do you live nearby?" Yang Qian asked.
Zhang Ruyun was quite happy to see an acquaintance. He didn't think anything wrong, he was just happy: "Yes, I have been here since I was a child."
After hearing this, Yang Qian probably understood a little bit about his class. Who would live in Heba if he was a little rich?
The less popular ones go to the urban area, the better ones go to Ancheng, the provincial capital, and the better ones go to Nanshi. This is the approximate distribution of Yuzhou people.
However, Zhang Ruyun was very enthusiastic and did not try to please him. Yang Qian chatted with him a few more words.
At this time, Dongdong came back, and Zhang Ruyun wanted to show off his social circle.
Zhang Ruyun said: "Dongdong, come here, pull me around for a while and see what you can do."
Dongdong has been working hard every day lately, and he has lost his smile. Without saying a word, he picked up Zhang Ruyun and pulled him away like a little wild boar.
Yang Qian ended her chat with Zhang Ruyun. She walked to Zhuang Jianhui and said with a smile: "We met during volunteer activities before."
Zhuang Jianhui had no reaction: "Very good."
Lin Zida: "Xiaohui, the car is coming soon, will you go back?"
Zhuang Jianhui shook his head: "Forget it, you go back first, I'll be later."
"OK, remember to collect Dongdong's money for me." Lin Zida took the tea leaves presented by Jiang Ning and walked to the parking place on the east side.
A few minutes later, Zhang Ruyun came back satisfied.
Not to mention, Dongdong's tire pulls really well. In order to increase the experience, Dongdong also gave him a sword. He sat on the tire and held the sword in his hand, just like riding a bronze chariot from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period!
"Dongdong, you are such a good boy!" Zhang Ruyun praised.
Dongdong doesn't like to smile lately, so he stretched out his hand: "5 yuan."
Zhang Ruyun was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Zhuang Jianhui came over and explained: "This is a cooperative entertainment project between farmhouses and it costs 5 yuan a time."
‘What the hell…’ Zhang Ruyun reluctantly gave 5 yuan.
5 yuan is not much, but he didn’t know it beforehand!
After Dongdong got the money, he didn't warm it with his hands, and Zhuang Jianhui took it away.
After Zhang Ruyun saw this, he took the opportunity and called Dongdong to his door and asked him why.
Dongdong told about his miserable years under Jiang Ning's rule and the cruel treatment he suffered. Dongdong talked and cried loudly. Who understands his pain?
Zhang Ruyun also felt aggrieved after learning that Dongdong could only get 10 cents in commission.
Zhang Ruyun received an orthodox education. He knew that everyone was equal and could not bear this kind of oppression! How could he bully a young child?
"Rebel him, Dongdong! Do it yourself!" Zhang Ruyun suggested.
Dongdong looked angry and puffed out his nostrils: "I don't dare."
Zhang Ruyun hated her for refusing to argue: "The 1 cent share is too small. You must mention it and protest with a strike!"
He used the knowledge he learned in college to analyze the powerful relationship between Dongdong, especially that forbearance will only lead to greater oppression, etc...
"Are you willing to stay like this?"
Zhang Ruyun's eloquence was good, but Dongdong was deceived and confused.
He returned to the farmhouse full of blood, and with this blood, he pulled three times in one breath and earned 15 yuan.
Zhuang Jianhui asked him for compensation. Dongdong glared angrily and bared his teeth: "I want to talk to Jiang Ning. If he doesn't give me justice, I will find justice myself!"
Zhuang Jianhui looked at him and said one word: "Okay."
…
Night self-study.
Jiang Yanan: "Why do you have to study in the evening?"
Yu Wen: "That's right. No. 2 Middle School doesn't have evening self-study classes."
Song Sheng: "Why don't you get admitted to No. 2 Middle School?"
Yu Wen: "What the hell do you care about?"
During the break, the people in the back row were discussing the evil evening self-study.
Chen Siyu said: "Because we are worse than No. 2 Middle School, it is impossible to overtake them if we don't overtake them through late self-study corners."
Xue Yuantong, who was playing the game, nodded: "What Siyu said is great."
Chen Siyu received recognition from the top students and smiled silly.
Dong Qingfeng passed by here and said: "It's normal. Our junior high schools don't have late self-study, but I heard that junior high schools in townships basically don't finish school until 9:30 pm."
Shan Kaiquan: "Indeed, I am from a township high school."
Yu Wen felt puzzled: "Studying in the evening in junior high school? What's the point?"
Song Sheng squinted his eyes: "In order to adapt to the night shift in the future."
Shan Kaiquan: "Damn..."
Xin Youling participated in the discussion: "The most important thing may not be to study, but to prevent them from doing evil. Try to think about it, what if you didn't study late?"
Shan Kaiquan answered: "Most of the boys in that class probably went to game arcades and Internet cafes."
He said it more conservatively. He had already settled on playing games and surfing the Internet. At least he would not do evil. Shan Kaiquan knew very well how chaotic rural junior high schools were.
Xin Youling concluded: "Build one more school, and you can build one less prison."
A few people were discussing in real life, and Cui Yu was browsing posts on Tieba and was quarreling with people passionately.
The original post is:
[Hello sisters, I convinced my boyfriend. His monthly living expenses are 1,500 yuan. My best friend and I wanted to drink two cups of Menghui Tea’s new milk tea. The total cost was only about 30 yuan. In the end, he thought it was too expensive. He
You really don’t love me at all.]
An alumnus on the first floor replied: "It's really expensive. A portion of fried rice and an egg at the school gate only costs 5 yuan. Why isn't 15 yuan a cup of milk tea expensive?"
The poster replied to the 1st floor: "You are a poor person who can only eat fried rice for 5 yuan a portion."
Floor 2: “What makes you think 30 yuan is a bargain?”
The poster replied to the 2nd floor: "Yeah, I think it's very cheap. Have you never drank it?"
Floor 3: "Hahaha, my best friend! (Funny)"
This post made people angry. Cui Yu criticized people on the spot: "30 yuan of milk tea is really cheap. Your boyfriend is so stingy. How about you two go and drink it? Don't take him with you. Are you two drinking it?"
Get up?"
Host: "(smile) Do you think I can afford it?"
Cui Yu scolded her.
He showed the post to his good brothers and wanted them to help him scold him.
Hu Jun: "Why are the views of this poster so similar to Lu Qiqi's?"
Cui Yu was playing with her recently. He shook his head: "It's not Lu Qiqi. Lu Qiqi is much higher class than her."
Lu Qiqi is now with Mr. Qi, and has broken away from the low-level level of chasing girls.
Meng Gui then looked at Hu Jun, who had a weathered face, and suddenly said: "Brother Jun, you don't like Lu Qiqi, do you know her so well?"
Wang Longlong: "Oh."
Cui Yu also heckled: "It's not easy to chase Lu Qiqi. First of all, you have to be rich, and secondly, you have to be willing to spend money on her."
Meng Gui: "Brothers support you."
Facing the teasing from his brothers, Hu Jun did not feel embarrassed and defended like other boys.
He just smiled faintly: "Brothers know me well. If I were the one to take action, the target would definitely not be Lu Qiqi."
Suddenly there was a commotion.
Bai Yuxia, who loves to steal melons and eat melons, will also visit No. 4 Middle School Post Bar when she is tired from studying, because the communication atmosphere of No. 4 Middle School Bar is very good, and it is definitely the top among countless campus post bars.
As expected, she saw the post just now.
Just like in many posts about women talking about partners who are unwilling to pay, there are always some bad guys who like to show off.
A person on the 42nd floor with the nickname Monarch replied: "It's so funny. I was in a relationship before and spent 8,000 a week on my girlfriend. I didn't want to buy a cup of milk tea. What a loser. I can do whatever I want."
This kind of man is the most hateful, even more hateful than chasing women.
As a high-quality netizen, Bai Yuxia, as the 43rd floor, elaborated her point of view: "When a boy and a girl fall in love, it should be an equal relationship, and they cannot blindly take."
After she replied, she exited and prepared to browse other posts.
As a result, I quickly received a reply from Monarch: "It's so funny. It's unfair to ask for a cup of milk tea. Who are you? What kind of hats do you put on others?"
Bai Yuxia's gender on the Internet is male, and her homepage is empty. After she was ridiculed, she replied: "I'm sorry, at least I won't ask for milk tea."
Monarch scolded her: "You are a man, you have the nerve to ask for milk tea, why are you acting like a pretty boy? Why don't you die? Low comparison!"
Bai Yuxia kept calm: "I'm curious, why do you think I'm low? Excuse me."
Monarch: "Haha, what do I need to rely on? Because you are just a big, bad, pen!"
The Internet is virtual, but the harm is extremely real. Countless clowns hide on the Internet and become trolls to vent the dissatisfaction in life.
Either you are at Zhuang Jianhui's level, with strong connections, and you can find the person in charge of the network department at any time and let the Internet trolls find him and punish him.
Otherwise, no matter if you are a multi-millionaire, you will either win the scolding based on your ability, or you will get scolded honestly.
However, Internet trolls have no logic. When a great scholar comes, he has to be greeted by his whole family.
Bai Yuxia couldn't argue at all. She clicked on Monarch's homepage and saw the other person's first self-introduction post:
[You were sprayed by me, hit home by my words, and anxiously clicked on my homepage, but my family is happy, my studies are going smoothly, my girlfriend loves me, and you are the real SB!]
Bai Yuxia took a deep breath to calm down the turmoil in her heart. She could actually re-post a post, post the other party's words, and ask netizens to comment and help her fight back, but that would undoubtedly consume a lot of time.
When the school bell rang in her ears, Bai Yuxia thought that her time was more precious and should not be wasted on such meaningless things.
She told herself: 'Don't care about others, most of these angry people are bedbugs that no one cares about.'
However, it is inevitable that she is still a little angry...she is not a scheming old monster.
At this time, Jiang Ning handed her a note: "What's wrong?"
Bai Yuxia wanted to say it was okay, but felt that it would be too perfunctory for Jiang Ning. She did not hide it, but wrote down the quarrel between her and Monarch in a joking tone.
After telling Jiang Ning, Bai Yuxia's mood inexplicably eased a lot.
Jiang Ning also found it funny. First of all, she didn't expect that Bai Yuxia would quarrel with people online. What's even more funny is that she seems to be calm, wise, and sharp-thinking, but her offensive power in the online world is not even as good as Tongtong's.
Jiang Ning: "Let me help you solve it."
Within the scope of his ability, he would not sit back and watch those around him being bullied.
After Bai Yuxia received the note, she wrote a letter and sent it back. She turned her face to one side, and the braids made her profile look very beautiful. She showed a gentle smile.
Jiang Ning unwrapped the note, and Juan Xiu's four words were written on it: "It's hard to win, right?"
Jiang Ning didn't reply. He took out his cell phone.
First, I found the post and the netizen named Monarch. He was having a passionate online conversation and posting various comments.
Jiang Ning tapped the screen of her phone with her finger, covering it with magic power. At the same time, her consciousness began to spread in ripples, and countless radio waves appeared in the air.
The complex and chaotic light signals in specific frequency bands that ordinary people cannot see are clearly displayed in the range of Jiang Ning's consciousness.
His consciousness oscillated again - 'Looking for all things.'
In the colorful and bizarre space, a twisted and changing wavy pure black trajectory appeared.
Jiang Ning locked onto that trajectory and began to trace it with her consciousness until she located a certain classroom in Teaching Building No. 1.
The focus in Jiang Ning's eyes returned: 'I found you.'
