Chapter 64: By the Window "You, Home, Road, God!"...

June 10th.

Tuesday.

Early in the morning, Yan Ning woke up as soon as the alarm clock rang.

Because she slept late yesterday, she reached out in a daze, turned off the alarm clock, opened her eyes, and stared at the ceiling for a while, not knowing what day it was.

But, soon, memories of last night came flooding back.

Now, Yan Ning was no longer sleepy.

She couldn't help it, so she pulled up the quilt to cover her head. She only controlled the strength and the sound, but she really couldn't control the desire to flutter her legs and feet.

She hid in the quilt and made a fuss for a while. When the quilt was lifted, the slightly cool air touched her body. She breathed slightly and broke out in a sweat, but the corners of her lips were still slightly raised.

At this time, there were two "clang clang" sounds.

Lin Xinci knocked on the door and asked:

"Ningning, are you up?"

Yan Ning quickly straightened his mind, sat up, and cheerfully answered towards the door, "I'm up!"

It's getting too late, we can't delay any longer.

Yan Ning got out of bed, took the clothes he wanted to wear, and was about to take off his pajamas and change into his school uniform.

But just when the hem of the shirt was pulled up halfway, revealing a white and delicate waistline, Yan Ning suddenly seemed to remember something and stopped moving abruptly.

then.

She turned her head and looked behind her, towards the desk.

The little bear doll that was still sitting obediently on the bookshelf met her gaze.

This is a big problem—

The little bear is on the bookshelf, and its face is facing the direction of her bed, which means that it can "see" her every time she changes clothes here.

Its three-lobed mouth was slightly raised.

It's as if.

Another person, with the corners of his lips slightly curled, was looking at the same...

Yan Ning suddenly felt a surge of embarrassment and heat, and she hurriedly pulled down the hem of her dress.

Yan Ning looked around hurriedly, then quickly walked to the bedside table, opened the drawer, and took out the eye mask that she rarely used.

Then, she quickly walked to the desk and put the dark blue eye mask on the teddy bear, completely covering the pair of black round eyes.

At the same time, she also made a decision -

This eyepatch.

From now on, it’s its.

To school.

The heat of the college entrance examination has not yet passed, and the topics of conversation during the chat time between teachers of various subjects before and after class basically revolve around "college entrance examination", "you are about to be senior high school students", "hurry up and take advantage of the time", and so on.

Before I finished explaining the papers assigned during the holidays, a pile of new ones were handed down, waiting to be written.

The sophomores in Yan Ning's class will be promoted to the next level in just a few days, so their studies will obviously become increasingly busy.

After class, Yan Ning was fully occupied with homework, so he had no time to go to Wen 1, on the one hand to chat and play with Xin Jing, on the other hand, to secretly take a look at the other person.

The same thing happened on Tuesday and Wednesday.

Thursday was supposed to be the same.

But I never thought.

After morning self-study, the morning broadcast on the radio station had just begun when the speakers suddenly went silent. This sounded the same not only in Class 4 but also in other classes outside.

This unusual thing didn't cause much response at first.

There were only three or four people in the classroom, who glanced up casually at the speakers near the blackboard. Then, everyone lowered their heads and continued their arduous struggle with the seemingly endlessly multiplying papers.

Yan Ning was sorting out her mistakes at the time. When the speaker stopped, her pen stopped too. She was thinking -

Recently, more than one member of the radio station reported that they occasionally heard some inexplicable electric current sounds when they went to broadcast. She also experienced this situation when she went there last Thursday evening.

Could it be that...

Is there something wrong with the line?

Before class started, Yan Ning took a cup to the water room to get some water. In the water room, he happened to meet Xu Yufei, who was broadcasting this morning.

The two were from the same club, so of course they knew each other. They greeted each other and talked about the sound system failure.

Xu Yufei was quite talkative. While taking the opportunity to get some water, he turned his head and continued to talk to Yan Ning, who was queuing diagonally behind him:

"I guess it's because of old wiring. The logistics teacher said they'd call a technician to do a full inspection. If it's really broken, it will probably take three to five days to repair it if we need to replace it."

Yan Ning nodded: "Is that so."

After filling the cup with water, Xu Yufei screwed the lid on it and stepped aside. He then deliberately took a detour and walked to Yan Ning, who was in the next team. As he walked, he jokingly said,

"That's right! This means that not only will we not have to write this week, but we might not even have to write next week or the week after that. How great! How much easier!"

At the same time, the person in front left. Yan Ning walked to the water heater, put down the cup, and pressed the water button.

Amidst the sound of rushing water.

In fact, she didn't quite know how to respond to this.

Because the second semester of the second year of high school is about to end, and the third year of high school is facing forced withdrawal from the society, there are not many broadcasting opportunities left.

Yan Ning still attaches great importance to this as always.

During the four-day holiday before the college entrance examination, after finishing her homework, she spent most of the remaining time polishing and revising the remaining broadcast scripts that she had already completed.

So, for her, there is no such thing as "saving trouble".

At this time, two more girls came into the bathroom. They were chatting, and one of them said something in a loud voice out of excitement:

"Wow! That sounds delicious! I must buy some on my way back!"

And hear the word "road".

It's like a keyword is triggered.

Yan Ning's mind suddenly switched, and a picture popped up -

Around the beginning of April this year, one day, in room 302 across the street, Grandpa Zhao and Grandma Cen went back to their rooms for a nap.

Over there, the door just closed.

Taking advantage of the fact that there were only two of them in the living room, Lu Chen turned his pen, looked up, looked over, and said without much hesitation, "I read the novel you recommended. It's very exciting."

Yan Ning was stunned.

Didn't she recommend any books to him?

But then, Lu Chen casually said a book excerpt, which reminded her of——

This was exactly what was in her script that Thursday evening. This sentence came from a very niche and unpopular short suspense novel.

During that time, Yan Ning was able to use electronic devices more conveniently and had more time to write radio scripts, so she was no longer limited to sharing introductions to famous works that could be borrowed from the school library.

She spent an afternoon and an evening looking through various books and materials before she found this foreign short story from the last century that best fit the theme of the week from the online collection of the municipal library.

And Lu Chen heard the broadcast that day.

Not only did he listen and take notes, he even spent time and energy to find the novel. After reading it carefully, he shared his reading experience with her.

That afternoon.

At that moment.

Yan Ning felt a personal joy of having the results of his hard work seen by others.

It seemed that from then on, the occasional casual chats between her and Lu Chen had added another topic: recommending books to each other and chatting freely...

The water glass made a sound as if it was almost full.

My thoughts have wandered a bit.

Yan Ning stopped talking immediately and pulled his mind back.

but--

How could any little thing, even the word "Lu", make her think of Lu Chen?

Yan Ning lowered his eyes and tried to calm himself down, but his mood began to fluctuate again, and he also complained about himself a little.

Xu Yufei was still there.

But Yan Ning just smiled at him friendly and didn't say anything else.

There really is something wrong with the broadcast line.

The subsequent impact it brought, in addition to the suspension of three broadcasts a day, is that physical exercises during class breaks will also be temporarily suspended.

After the second get out of class, the head teacher of Class 4, Lao Yu, came in leisurely with his hands behind his back. He stood at the door of the classroom with a kind smile and said:

"The speaker is broken. During the break, everyone can do as they please."

As soon as the verbal message was delivered, Lao Yu put his hands behind his back and walked away leisurely.

Class 4 was immediately excited:

"What is this! It's the smell of vacation! It's the fragrance of freedom!"

"God of the trumpet! You've done a great job of breaking this one! I finally, finally, have time to rest!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh! No one stop me! I'm going to run two laps around the playground to celebrate!"

…

This is like a rare holiday from heaven.

The noisy chatter in the class was like a pot of boiling water. Many people couldn't wait to run out of the classroom, look at the sky and the ground in the corridor, go to the next class to chat with friends, go shopping in the supermarket, and go to the playground.

These days, everyone is so overwhelmed by academic pressure that they're practically suffocating. It's been a while since we've seen such a vibrant atmosphere. It's not just Class 4; the other classes are like this too.

After collecting the textbooks and notes from the previous class, Yan Ning didn't want to stay in the classroom anymore. She wanted to go to Wen 1 and find Xin Jing.

The two little sisters, thinking of the same thing again, met head-on on the stairs.

The two of them walked and talked happily. They went to the supermarket first. Yan Ning bought a box of pure milk, Xin Jing took a bottle of milk tea, and picked up a few bags of snacks that could be put into the pockets of school pants and secretly taken upstairs.

After coming out of the crowded supermarket and returning to the teaching building, the corridor railings were also full of students who were out for some fresh air.

The two of them originally passed by Science 4 classroom, but seeing that there were too many people, they went to Liberal Arts 1. Finally, they barely found an empty seat diagonally opposite the back door of the classroom.

It's sunny today with a slight wind.

Yan Ning ate a small packet of rice crust that Xin Jing handed him, then unwrapped the milk and nibbled on the tube. He drank while chatting with his friends and...

She was secretly watching what was happening in the back row of the classroom with her peripheral vision.

Yan Ning heard from Xin Jing that the head teacher of Class 1 adjusted the seats of the class while tidying up the classroom after the college entrance examination.

Except for a few people who had strong subjective wishes and were slightly adjusted later, the seats of the rest of the people were randomly arranged. The purpose was to -

"Give you peace of mind and let you focus on studying."

After that, Yan Ning had never been to Wen 1, so he had no idea where Lu Chen's seat had been moved to.

However, judging by his height, he is most likely in the last row.

But a long time passed.

Yan Ning drank most of the milk and glanced around three or four times, but still couldn't find the familiar tall figure.

This was completely different from her previous situation where, as soon as she arrived at Wen 1, the person would basically appear in her field of vision within a minute or two.

perhaps.

Did he go out for a stroll too?

Then he should come back when class is almost starting.

But, I don't know if she can catch up and see him...

Yan Ning couldn't help but feel a little sour and bitter in his heart, which could probably be generally described as - a little bit of loss.

She bit the straw and thought distractedly -

Ever since her birthday night.

She and Lu Chen have not met yet.

But this Saturday, it is time for her to go across the street to study again.

Tell him.

She had already seen the bottom of the box, about the sixth film?

However, this also means that she also knows the existence of the third note, and does she have to tell him the answer to the last question on it now?

Or maybe, he wrote "one year later", meaning that he also hoped that she would tell him the answer after one year...

When Yan Ning thought of these things, he became uneasy and could not come to a conclusion.

Just then, a strong wind blew.

There were several papers piled on the table by the window in the back row, which were blown violently by the wind, like a group of seagulls startled on the beach.

The noise was not small. Not only did Yan Ning, who was leaning to the side, notice it, but even Xin Jing, who had her back to the classroom, was attracted by the sound. She turned around and looked, then immediately shouted into the room:

"Jin Zishuo! Are you still sleeping?! Your papers are about to be scraped away! You, Lu Shen's eternal supporter, follower, and perfect little brother, are you completely unfit for your job?"

Yan Ning had just taken a sip of milk and was about to swallow it when he almost choked when he heard this.

The main reason is the lengthy, somewhat childish, and somewhat difficult to judge title...

how.

Is it related to Lu Chen?

Xin Jing's shout immediately woke up Jin Zishuo, who was catching up on his sleep on the table across the aisle.

"Huh?! Who! Who said that!?"

The sleepy boy stood up reflexively, patting his chest and retorting, "I must be invincible and competent, okay!!!"

But obviously, he still hadn't figured out the situation.

Xin Jing and everyone around her in the classroom burst into laughter.

Yan Ning was also amused by this scene and curled up the corners of his lips.

With the reminder of a kind-hearted person in the front row, Jin Zishuo finally saw the situation in the seat by the window. He immediately jumped up, took a step over, and rescued several papers that were teetering on the edge of the table in time. He sorted them out into categories and put them in a book stand.

After watching the excitement, Xin Jing suddenly thought of something interesting. She turned around and whispered to Yan Ning:

"Ningning, I forgot to tell you that on your birthday, our class reshuffled the seating chart. The new seating chart was a complete mess, even the people we knew were moved away. Everyone was very unhappy about it, and the class teacher was standing on the podium and babbling about something—"

“Ahem!”

Xin Jing cleared her throat, pretended to push up her nonexistent glasses, lowered her voice, and imitated Old Chen, the head of the geography teaching and research group in Wen 1, who was about to retire and was always serious and conscientious:

"At your age, you're too easily influenced by your environment and others, which ultimately leads to distraction! My actions are meant to help you cultivate and train yourself! Even if you have any opinions, it's best to keep them to yourself."

"Ningning, guess—"

After Xin Jing finished her imitation, she switched back to her own voice, and asked Yan Ning with a mysterious and unspoken look:

"Next, which great god fired the first shot against Lao Chen?"

It's like some kind of intuition.

A pair of familiar dark eyes suddenly appeared in Yan Ning's mind.

But Yan Ning shook his head imperceptibly, suppressing the thought. Then, very much in line with his friend, he asked in a tone of genuine curiosity, "Who is it?"

"yes--"

Xin Jing moved closer to Yan Ning's ear and lowered her voice deliberately:

"You, home, road, God!"

The sudden mention of "your family" made Yan Ning blush red, and his ears felt like they were burning hot. He subconsciously retorted in a low voice, "No, it's not..."

Xin Jing stepped back, with a wicked smile on her face, and asked knowingly, "What is it not?"

There are a bunch of students from liberal arts class around.

Yan Ning really couldn't do it, so he repeated what he had just said.

Although I know that "My XX" is Xin Jing's catchphrase.

But even with a negation added in front, for Yan Ning, the words "my home" are too intimate and too private.

It's like.

It seemed like she and the person following behind her had developed a special relationship, different from that of ordinary classmates...

The girl stammered shyly.

It is as beautiful as a painting in itself.

Xin Jing admired it for two seconds, and when she had achieved her purpose, she quickly switched back to the state of telling gossip to her best friend.

"Ningning, you don't know what happened. Our teacher just said on the podium, asking everyone to retract their opinions, and then, Lu Shen raised his hand and said—"

Xin Jing cleared her throat again, restrained her expression, and tried her best to imitate the clear and crisp voice of a young boy with a calm face:

"I have a suggestion."

"I suggest that I stay here and have a separate table by the window. Otherwise, I'll easily distract others."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xin Jing gave a thumbs-up and leaned on the railing and smiled:

"Absolutely amazing! So logical and well-founded! And so cool and awesome!

At that time, everyone laughed, even the teacher, and he said directly, "I know, I'll adjust it for you."

Tsk tsk tsk, only the God of Roads can do that. If someone else said this, I suspect the teacher would twist off their head. "

Yan Ning couldn't help laughing and nodded.

Yes.

If someone else says this, it might seem like they are deliberately going against the teacher.

But, Lu Chen.

this--

These are the words of the big guys, legends, and even people who can really be called "gods" who have never moved down from the first position on the honor roll, whether before or after the division of subjects.

It probably just makes people feel.

He is real.

Being considerate of others.

Yan Ning laughed again.

Because, immediately afterwards, she could almost imagine the expression of the handsome young man sitting in the seat by the window, raising his hand slowly and saying these words.

He must be——

Gently curling the corners of her lips.

The tone will be casual and a bit casual.

However, his words and deeds were always impeccable, so one could only follow his wishes and follow his ideas...

Xin Jing continued whispering in her ear, "If you want a counterexample, Jin Zishuo is one. Look, he's the one who just helped Lu Shen pick up the paper."

Yan Ning had seen this boy following Lu Chen more than once.

I have some impression of this name and this person.

She nodded in understanding.

Xin Jing continued, "Jin Zishuo also went to Old Chen to change seats. Lu Shen didn't want to sit at the same table, so he sat across the aisle and in the third row. When he came back, he gave himself a bunch of nicknames, saying he vowed to be Lu Shen's eternal follower. Do you know what Lu Shen said about him?"

This nickname of "Zhong Er" came from.

Yan Ning's curiosity was also aroused:

"What did he say?"

“He said—

'As long as you are happy.'

But the funny thing is, Jin Zishuo didn't even have time to be happy for a second, because Lao Chen happened to come in to check on the class and heard everything. He slapped Jin Zishuo on the back of the head and said that since he was so pious, he would move up 10 places in his promised improvement. Hahahaha!"

Jin Zishuo peeked through the door frame at the back door and heard a faint voice from the class:

"Sister Jing, you are making up stories about me. Could you please keep your voice down? I, the poor victim, can hear everything."

Xin Jing laughed so hard that she leaned on the railing and couldn't straighten her back.

Although it was a bit unkind, Yan Ning also smiled happily.

After chatting for a while, it was almost time for class.

It's time for Yan Ning to go.

Before leaving, she took another look at the seat by the window in the back row.

There was still no one there.

Moreover, after taking another look, Yan Ning discovered that there were several papers in the book holder, and it did not look like they were distributed during the same break.

Unable to bear the curiosity, Yan Ning asked casually:

"By the way, why isn't Lu Chen here?"

Upon hearing this, Xin Jing immediately tilted her head and smiled, looking as if she understood.

Yan Ning's cheeks suddenly felt slightly hot again, and she could only pretend that she didn't understand.

"During morning self-study today, Lu Shen was called away by Old Chen. I heard that the college entrance examination just ended recently, and he has a lot of interviews. Lu Shen must have gone to serve as a big face and bring honor to our school!"

Xin Jing explained.

No. 1 Middle School is a key school in the city, so there are usually a lot of interviews and publicity. They usually select some outstanding student representatives and shoot some videos. Yan Ning was also called to participate.

And of course, in this kind of film, the student from this class who appears the most times is none other than Lu Chen.

If there is another event this time, it is only natural for Lu Chen to be called, and there is nothing strange about it.

This should have been just an ordinary day.

so.

No one expected it.

Lu Chen didn't come back for the whole day.

Moreover, since then, Lu Chen has never appeared in the seat by the window in the last row of the Grade 12 Liberal Arts (1) classroom.