Chapter 13
At the end of the alley are two old apartment buildings, with pipes and wires crisscrossing the air, blocking out the already small area of sky.
Gu Qingming turned into the corridor of Unit 2 and stamped his feet. The voice-activated light in the corridor lit up, and he quickly ran up to the first floor landing under the light for more than ten seconds, took out his key and opened the heavy black-brown security door.
"I'm back."
He turned on the living room light switch at the entrance with one hand and closed the security door and the inner wooden door with the other.
The entire two-bedroom, one-living-room house was empty and quiet, with no response.
Uncle Lu Ze is still not at home.
Originally, before going to the old dormitory building, Gu Qingming wanted to tell everything to Uncle Lu Ze who worked at the Municipal Bureau. However, no matter he used the social software Minimal to chat privately or called or sent text messages, Uncle Lu Ze seemed to have disappeared and did not respond at all.
The work of the Lantai Municipal Bureau is indeed busy, but this is the first time that Gu Qingming has seen Uncle Lu Ze so busy that he has lost contact.
If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't contact Uncle Lu Ze, given his cautious personality, there was no way he would have gone straight to the old dormitory building with Chu Zhongyuan to find out what was going on.
He sighed, opened the door, and saw the photo hanging on the hanger at the door. It was a photo of him and his parents. He looked very young at that time, but his smile was carefree. The woman on the right was wearing a green dress, gentle and beautiful, while the man on the left was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed red-handled glasses, gentle and elegant.
The two are indescribably well matched.
Gu Qingming took out his mobile phone from his schoolbag and opened the chat software. The contact who was listed as of special concern and noted as Uncle Lu Ze still hadn't sent any new messages.
However, in the Lantai No. 1 Middle School group of thousands of people labeled as the "Lantai No. 1 Middle School Troublemaking Group", the remarks made by Chu Zhongyuan, whose chat name was "Zhongyuan Festival Guardian", caught his attention.
[Zhongyuan Festival Guardian]: Help, don't do that luck-changing ritual. I haven't even done it, but I'm already having nightmares! It's really weird! It's also affecting my fortune!
[Lantai City's God in charge of exams]: ??? Congratulations, you've finally gone crazy?
[Zhongyuan Festival Guard]: ??? You are the one who is crazy, you fool Zheng, why did you come here to join in the fun instead of doing your homework? Are your hands okay? Why are you yelling nonsense?
[The God in charge of exams in Lantai City]: You still asked me to do my homework. Have you reviewed it and handed it in?
[Zhongyuan Festival Guard]: Let me see when I will submit my self-review...
[Lantai City God in charge of exams]: Yesterday (i.e. no mercy)
[Zhongyuan Festival Guard]: Oh hahahahahahaha it turned out to be yesterday, so magical! Hahahaha amazing——
Chu Zhongyuan looked not very well.
Then there was a frenzy of messages of "taking screenshots as a souvenir" from 99+ people. It was no wonder that the group members were so excited. After all, the Zhongyuan Festival Guardian, whose real name was Chu Zhongyuan, a legend in the class, and the famous figure, the God of Examinations in Lantai City, whose real name was Zheng Qiuji, a pair of famous thorns who were caught by Zhang Yiwei every day, rarely appeared together in the chat group. They were still arguing with each other. This opportunity was rare, so they needed to take screenshots to commemorate it.
Chu Zhongyuan was still trying to reduce the number of victims of the luck-changing ritual. Gu Qingming replied with a plus one to his relevant message and then returned to the conversation page with his uncle. He thought about it and still did not call, but only typed a few words on the input interface.
[Gu Qingming]: Uncle, I'm home. I'm fine today. You don't have to worry.
Uncle Lu Ze is his current guardian, and this school district house very close to Lantai No. 1 Middle School is also the residence provided to him by Lu Ze.
After reporting to Lu Ze that he was safe, Gu Qingming threw his schoolbag onto the desk that had been tidied by Lu Ze, and fell face down on the bed without even turning on the light.
Maybe it was because he had just seen the family photo that made him feel a little sad.
In an instant, it seemed as if a lot of things flashed through his mind, and it also seemed as if nothing happened. The beautiful memories of the past were instantly covered with a layer of desolate shadow, but he didn't want to sympathize with himself.
"There are still many things waiting for you to do, Gu Qingming."
The boy fell on the bed, took off his glasses and threw them to the side of the bed, then covered his eyes with his arms and muttered in the darkness.
On that day half a month ago, all the happiness and beauty collapsed. Gu Qingming hurriedly faced the reality and was forced to grow up.
But only he knows that this feeling is really sad and helpless.
All the happiness in the past turned into sharp knives, cutting him and making him bleed.
The next day, as expected, Chu Zhongyuan and Gu Qingming had dark circles under their eyes again. As the first and second early arrivals of Class 15, they looked ugly.
Gu Qingming thought for a moment and told Chu Zhongyuan the whole story about the fox mask.
Unexpectedly, when Chu Zhongyuan heard the keyword "fox mask", he slammed the table and his expression became even uglier.
"Zheng Qiuji mentioned that he signed for my grandfather's notes from a man wearing a fox mask."
Chu Zhongyuan's brows were furrowed so tightly that they could kill several mosquitoes. Gu Qingming also fell into deep thought.
In the entire Class 15 classroom, they were the only two students who came early because they couldn't sleep due to insomnia. For a moment, an indescribable silence spread around them. Even the fact that they had supernatural powers could not hide it.
They were really being targeted.
At least, he was targeted by the guy with the fox mask.
The dead silence did not last long in the classroom. Soon, the sound of cheerful footsteps could be heard outside the door.
Speak of the devil, and here he appears. The flaxen brown-haired boy suddenly pushed open the door, his pair of dark and somewhat dim eyes slightly blurred. He was wearing a black mask, and his right hand was tied with a splint bandage hanging around his neck, his identity was obvious.
"Chu Zhongyuan! Didn't expect that? Your father is back!"
Zheng Qiuji let out a series of strange laughs and just as he jumped out, he saw Gu Qingming sitting next to Chu Zhongyuan, sorting out his homework exercise books.
Gu Qingming looked up with an innocent expression, and the opponent immediately shrank back at a terrifying speed, just like withdrawing a Zheng Qiuji.
Gu Qingming looked at Chu Zhongyuan with a puzzled and confused look on his face.
“Ahem!”
Afterwards, with two pretentious coughs, Zheng Qiuji walked out of the classroom door with a straight face and even bowed to Gu Qingming.
"Hello, don't be a stinker... Chu Zhongyuan's new deskmate."
"Hello……"
Gu Qingming didn't know how to react, so he bowed back quickly.
"What are you two doing here?!"
Chu Zhongyuan jumped up with a bang and rolled his eyes at Zheng Qiuji.
"You're already showing off your hand, why don't you take a look at the homework on your seat?"
"You're already pressuring me with homework after not seeing me for three days. You're amazing. You're amazing."
After Zheng Qiuji shook hands with Gu Qingming, he returned to his seat with a wink, looked at the test papers that had piled up like a mountain in just three days of his absence, and sighed.
"I really can't get through a day without writing exams every day."
Zheng Qiuji held the test paper on the table with his intact hand and shook it as if he was shaking a piece of rotten meat, with a very helpless expression on his face.
"What a nice piece of paper, why are there words printed on it?"
Chu Zhongyuan dubbed Zheng Qiuji with a smile.
"Hurry up and write. The poems above are for the Chinese teacher to check during morning reading today."
Zheng Qiuji sighed heavily upon hearing this, and slumped down on his seat with a look of despair.
Gu Qingming didn't dare to say anything and sighed silently, what a terrifying gathering of e-people.
Then he turned his head and saw that Chu Zhongyuan and Zheng Qiuji had the same blank papers.
"You...are really not in a hurry?"
Gu Qingming couldn't think of any words to describe these two people for a long time, so he had to give up.
When Luo Dong arrived, he looked at Gu Qingming without saying anything.
The morning passed quickly in the drowsy atmosphere of Class 15. Zheng Qiuji and Chu Zhongyuan finished writing the three sheets of poetry dictation before the Chinese teacher arrived. The Chinese teacher was still the female teacher who had taught Gu Qingming in Class 7 before. Her surname was Wang and her given name was Yun. Her temperament was as ethereal as her name. She looked to be about 40 years old and had a kind smile.
"I thought it was the male teacher in the Academic Affairs Office who had a stern face, but I didn't expect it to be this one..."
Chu Zhongyuan shook his wrist, which was a little sore from writing for a long time, and sighed.
"Then it shouldn't matter if my handwriting is a little bad—"
"You should never judge a person by his appearance."
Gu Qingming sighed.
Only Gu Qingming and Zhou Xiao, who were originally in Class 7, knew that although this Chinese teacher looked like a bodhisattva on the surface, he was actually a smiling devil.
The brighter her smile, the more oppressive she felt.
The Chinese class representative has not been selected yet, but Wang Yun does not need one. While the students in Class 15 were reading the text aloud, she personally walked down and checked the homework of each student, without delaying the morning reading and checking.
When she began to check everyone's poetry memorization, although she was still smiling, everyone was frightened by the serious atmosphere.
After several students who did not meet the quality standards were ordered to rewrite their works, Chu Zhongyuan was no exception.
The fearless grade legend knocked on the desk of his classmate as if he was feeling guilty, and said sadly in a low voice.
"Dear deskmate, dear comrade, I will be leaving soon. You must remember to throw away my phone and destroy the evidence in my dormitory, so that I can at least remain innocent in this world. My dormitory number is..."
Before Gu Qingming had the chance to complain about the other person's dramatic personality that could be performed at any time and anywhere, Teacher Wang had already turned around and stood beside the two of them. She frowned as soon as she picked up Chu Zhongyuan's dictation test paper.
Although Gu Qingming seemed to be still absorbed in the text, he was actually secretly glancing at the other person's paper out of the corner of his eye.
It was a mess of wild scribbles, with each character looking as if it could fly up to the sky and each stroke stuck together. No wonder Teacher Wang Yun frowned when he saw it.
Everyone would frown.
"Rewrite it. Copy it three times."
The head teacher Wang Yun showed no mercy and quickly issued a death sentence to Chu Zhongyuan, "Gu Qingming, you supervise him. You must hand in the morning reading for me tomorrow."
Gu Qingming nodded quickly.
"I knew it... Actually, I'm good at running script... It's just that time was too tight, so I changed to cursive script..."
Seeing that Wang Yun had already left for a distance, Chu Zhongyuan said angrily.
"Stop talking. You didn't write during the four self-study classes last night. Isn't that right?"
Gu Qingming felt that after becoming Chu Zhongyuan's deskmate, he became like an old woman who could only sigh.
"After I got my superpowers, I became too impetuous. I always forgot that I'm still an unlucky high school student, not the protagonist of a novel."
Chu Zhongyuan admitted his mistake with a good attitude, but it was just good because he quickly added a sentence at the end.
"Hehe, it's okay. Zheng Qiuji will copy with me anyway."
He winked at Gu Qingming, and Gu Qingming winked in the direction of Zheng Qiuji, signaling Chu Zhongyuan to listen quietly.
"Your right hand is injured. Are you writing with your left hand?"
Perhaps because Zheng Qiuji was still wearing a plaster cast, Teacher Wang's voice to him was much gentler.
Zheng Qiuji nodded, looking extremely proud.
"Pay more attention to safety in the future. Health is the most important thing. Well done."
Teacher Wang nodded in approval of Zheng Qiuji's strong will despite his disability, and then blew towards the seats behind him like a gust of fairy wind.
"Left hand? He is left-handed! This is fraud!"
Chu Zhongyuan looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. He seemed to have started biting his handkerchief in his heart, like an abandoned cow cat that had its fur standing on end and seen the dark side of society.
Gu Qingming couldn't hold back and almost laughed when he heard that.
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