Chapter 141 Don’t think about leaving if you take my place
Shang Xuetang was slightly startled, then raised his thumb and said, "That's a good move."
Ye Xiaomei smiled faintly. She had no choice, otherwise she would not have thought of such a "brilliant" method.
"I'll keep an eye on it for you too." Shang Xuetang's eyes were bright as he hurried to line up, occasionally looking back at Ye Xiaomei who was staring at the teaching building.
Ye Xiaomei sighed. Actually, she should come tomorrow, because there was only one round trip bus from Mingyuan County to Chaocheng. If she couldn't come today, she would have to wait until tomorrow.
Ye Xiaomei just wanted to take a few more glances at the campus she had longed to see.
When Ye Xiaomei reluctantly left the campus, the registration site was already deserted, mostly with out-of-town students rolling up their blankets to check into the dormitories.
Nothing happened that night. Ye Xiaomei arrived at school at dawn in the morning. The seventeenth day of the first lunar month was the last day to register, and success or failure depended on that day.
Ye Xiaomei bought two steamed cakes and prepared to wait at the registration office for a day. Perhaps today was the last day, and there were very few students who had not registered.
It was not until the yellowish sun rose at noon that the residents who had settled in the dormitory walked towards the cafeteria one after another with their lunch boxes. Ye Xiaomei did not see anyone appear at the registration office. Instead, she was stared at by the security guard at the gate for a long time.
Seeing the security guard coming over, Ye Xiaomei quickly pretended nothing had happened.
"The registration is almost over. Are you a student of our school?" the grandfather asked very seriously.
Ye Xiaomei wondered suspiciously, could it be that the figure she saw from Wang Lan was not Wang Juan? Otherwise, why didn't she come today?
"I'm sorry, sir. I... came here to register with a fellow villager." What a lie! Ye Xiaomei's skill in lying is limited.
"Then hurry up and leave. The classes will be officially divided this afternoon. The higher-ups have issued an order that everyone who is idle must leave the school."
Ye Xiaomei's heart sank when she heard this. After this afternoon, she would not be able to explain herself even if she had eight mouths: "Then I... will leave now. Sorry."
"Master Hu." A man came running from the Shangxuetang in the distance, holding a lunch box in his hand. He ran up to me and said with a smile:
"Uncle Hu, she is my sister. I will take her to the cafeteria to have a meal before returning. My home is too far away."
Mr. Hu looked Shang Xuetang up and down. The boy was lively and outgoing. He even gave a large piece of bacon to the gatekeeper, saying it was their winter specialty. He was deeply impressed by the boy and said, "Don't delay the afternoon class."
"Thank you, Master Hu." Shang Xuetang waved to the security guard.
"Ye Xiaomei, you haven't found anyone yet?"
Ye Xiaomei was grateful in her heart: "No, no one is coming to register now. I am also wondering if my acceptance letter is really lost."
Could it really not be Wang Juan? Ye Xiaomei also doubted herself.
"Eat something first." Shang Xuetang stuffed the lunch box in his arms into Ye Xiaomei's arms.
Ye Xiaomei felt embarrassed and took out another pancake from her bag: "I have something to eat here." As she spoke, Ye Xiaomei patted the ice and snow beside the flower bed and sat down with her military coat tucked under her butt to keep warm.
"Have some food, the food at No. 1 Middle School is pretty good. Look, there's meat." Shang Xuetang enthusiastically put some food on Ye Xiaomei's steamed buns, and even added, "These are all new tableware. I haven't used them yet."
Ye Xiaomei nodded and looked up at the teaching building with a distant gaze. She wanted so much to be able to go in, sit in that spacious and bright classroom, and listen to the teacher's tireless energy in spreading knowledge.
"How about..." Shang Xuetang saw that she looked sad, not as calm as when they first met. He gritted his teeth and made a bold decision:
"How about you stay here for now? We will be divided into classes this afternoon. I will be in Class One. When the teacher arrives, I will talk to her about this matter and see if there is any solution."
Ye Xiaomei's eyes lit up: "Thank you for going to school, but I don't know if it will work." Is there still any point?
Shang Xuetang scratched his head, a little flattered: "I can only promise to give it a try." After all, the loss of the admission letter was a personal reason, and the school was not responsible.
Not long after the meal, the new students all had some aspirations for the new school, and the campus became lively before one o'clock. In addition, the second and third year junior high school students had just started the new semester, so the whole playground was crowded, and Ye Xiaomei was instantly drowned in the crowd.
Just when Ye Xiaomei was confused, she suddenly saw a figure standing at the registration window.
The person was wearing a floral cotton jacket and had two ponytails hanging down in front of her chest. She was lying on the window table, writing and drawing.
Ye Xiaomei's pupils shrank and she quickly pushed through the crowd and jogged in that direction, occasionally craning her neck to stare at the figure's back.
By the time I got out of the crowd, the person at the registration window had disappeared.
Ye Xiaomei looked around and asked hurriedly, "Comrade, what is the name of the student who just signed up?"
The female teacher at the window didn't think much about it. After all, the school had security guards and the people who could be in the school were all students of the school:
"My name is Ye Xiaomei."
Ye Xiaomei gasped. She was clearly the one who said, "Comrade, then, which class is this student from?"
"Class One One."
"Thank you." Ye Xiaomei turned around and walked towards the classroom at the eastern end of the first floor.
At this moment, the bell rang, and all the students quickened their pace and rushed in, squeezing Ye Xiaomei, who originally wanted to observe the situation outside the door, so that she couldn't even touch the ground, and rushed directly into the classroom.
The classmates all hurriedly found seats and sat down. Ye Xiaomei was so flustered that she didn't know where to sit.
At this moment, Ye Xiaomei's eyes fell on Wang Juan, who was sitting by the window in the first group, and her pupils shrank.
Wang Juan was taking a booklet out of her schoolbag and putting it on the table when she raised her head suddenly and her eyes met with Ye Xiaomei who was standing stupidly in the gap.
Her pupils suddenly shrank and she was about to stand up, but a male teacher in his forties came in from outside. He looked particularly energetic in a Zhongshan suit, so Wang Juan had no choice but to sit down again.
"Be quiet for a moment. This is before school starts...Student, please sit down." The teacher said halfway through his words when he saw a student still standing.
"That classmate?"
Ye Xiaomei pretended not to hear anything and just stared at Wang Juan.
At this moment, apart from the teacher's voice, the class was left with silence from all the students. It was not until the teacher reminded them for the third time that the sound of whispers was heard.
——This student is deaf.
——You look good, why do you look like a fool?
At this moment, Shang Xuetang was dumbfounded. He winked and said in a low voice, "Ye Xiaomei, please find a seat and sit down first."
Ye Xiaomei acted as if she didn't hear anything. Her eyes were calm but cold as she stared at Wang Juan.
He looked at Wang Juan and dodged her gaze many times, raising her head and then lowering it again. Each time she lowered her head, she lowered it deeper and deeper. Perhaps it was the torture in her heart, she stood up and walked out.
When passing by Ye Xiaomei, she grabbed him:
"Wang Juan, it turns out that you took my admission letter. It's not that easy for you to leave."
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room was in an uproar. Even the teacher who didn't have time to call the roll was stunned. Shang Xuetang over there also seemed to have just woken up from a dream before he reacted.
"What's going on?" The teacher threw the roll call book on the table, raising a cloud of dust. This was no ordinary matter.
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