At night, after evening self-study, many students flocked out of the school.
Zhong Rou walked slowly, sighing occasionally, "Sigh!"
"Zhong Rou, why are you sighing? Has my criticism worn down your spirit? I'll give you a chance to submit to me." Ba Siqi walked over with her arms crossed.
"mouse."
"Ah!!!" These words were like a switch, turning the calm Basqi into fear, and she fled the place at lightning speed.
Zhong Rou shrugged: "Silly."
A while ago, a mouse appeared in the class. Zhong Rou was caught by the mouse and played with it. She accidentally threw it on Ba Siqi's head. Since then, Ba Siqi has been terrified of mice.
Wenqing said softly, "Rou Rou, don't sigh. Sister Yueyue and Brother Chufang will be back soon."
"What's the point of them coming back? I want to go with them."
Zhong Rou wasn't thinking about Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue; she just wanted to travel to the United States and experience the local customs and culture, as well as entertainment activities like AK47s, bombs, free shopping, and free fighting.
Wen Qing: "... ..."
"Rou Rou..." Yang Meina waved to Zhong Rou as soon as she saw her.
Because Yang Meina's home is far from the high school in Tanhua Community, and Yang Meina doesn't want to live in Tanhua Community, she has been driving Zhong Rou to and from school these past few days.
"What's wrong? I came to pick you up, and you're not happy?" Along the way, Yang Meina looked at Zhong Rou's depressed look in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but say, "Your sister and Chu Fang are really no good. They just leave whenever they want. They've entrusted you to me so many times. They've made me their 'Andy Lau'."
Yang Meina drove to her boyfriend's company building and picked up Wang Wenhao from get off work.
Many of Zhong Rou's colleagues were surprised when they saw her:
"Hey, who's this?"
"Sister Na, you and Brother Wang are moving so fast? You already have a child."
"That's incredibly fast, I'm truly impressed."
“... ..."
Zhong Rou rolled her eyes: "I'm your father."
Everyone: "..."
Yang Meina gave a thumbs up; she simply loved Zhong Rou's straightforward language.
The crowd dispersed.
A short while later, Wang Wenhao came out. Upon seeing the two of them, he smiled and said, "Nana, you didn't actually need to pick me up. I can go home."
Then he said to Zhong Rou, "Rou Rou, are you tired from studying today?"
Zhong Rou rolled her eyes: "What do you think?"
At this moment, Zhong Rou's heart was filled with resentment towards Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue. Whoever provoked her, she would retaliate against them, attacking them indiscriminately regardless of whether they were good or bad.
Wang Wenhao's lips twitched, and he thought to himself, "What exactly is the point of me saying this?"
After so long, Wang Wenhao has come to understand Zhong Rou's character to some extent.
He wanted to slap himself.
Too talkative.
Yang Meina nudged Zhong Rou: "Can you be a little nicer to my boyfriend?"
“Hehe… ” Zhong Rou forced a smile, but it looked more like a grimace.
Wang Wenhao: "... ..."
After a brief chat, the three of them went home. Back in their apartment complex, instead of going inside, they all got hungry and ate a late-night snack outside.
"Die, all of you die!" Zhong Rou bit into the barbecue, almost breaking the metal skewer, venting her resentment.
Wang Wenhao touched his arm, which was covered in goosebumps.
Yang Meina gazed at the night sky: "They shouldn't have arrived in the US yet, right?"
... ...
It takes 14 hours to fly from Shanghai to the US financial district.
After flying for just three hours, Chu Fang felt restless and started scratching his head. After five hours, his eyes were already glazed over, and after eight hours, he felt like he was about to stop breathing.
After ten hours, Chu Fang suddenly became lively again, having a great time playing with an American child.
They looked at each other, and then Chu Fang stretched out his arm and slapped himself in the face, while the American child, with a fearless expression, also slapped himself.
They slapped themselves repeatedly until their faces turned red.
The two sides were deadlocked.
"I'll give you something really tough." Chu Fang gritted his teeth and slammed his head against the wooden board on the seat.
The American children were even more ferocious, banging their heads against the steel handrail. After doing so, they stared intently at Chu Fang.
Chu Fang gave a thumbs up: "You're amazing!"
The child seemed to understand his praise, tilting his head back high with a smug look on his face.
Zhong Tingyue and the American child's parents exchanged glances and laughed awkwardly.
"Can't you just calm down a bit?" Zhong Tingyue poured Chu Fang a glass of water.
"I can't find any peace; I'm about to die."
Chu Fang had once been bored and spent more than ten hours on a green train, his buttocks almost falling apart from sitting so long. But this ten-plus-hour flight was no different from that green train journey.
Chu Fang swore, "I will never take such a long flight again. If I do, I'm a dog."
Zhong Tingyue reminded her, "But we'll have to sit here again when we come back."
"I'll swim back to Shanghai."
"Keep it up, Mr. Chu."
Time passed slowly, the plane kept flying, and Chu Fang felt that his life was coming to an end. Just as he was about to cross the threshold of death, the plane finally arrived in New York.
"Phew..." Chu Fang suddenly returned to reality from the brink of death. "We've finally arrived."
He jumped up suddenly, grabbed Zhong Tingyue's hand, and said, "Come on, let's go see some foreign scenery."
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