Chapter 29
What is xxxx?
Why can't she hear anything?
The dream continues, with competition after competition, winning after winning, until the final defeat.
From this day forward, she will have nothing to do with her dreams anymore.
Upon waking, the chaotic dream gradually shattered, and the grand dream seemed like an empty dream.
The arts building is where the humanities exam will be held in the morning.
The fragmented dream had Guan Nan's mind in complete disarray. She didn't even know when the exam ended. By the time she came to her senses, she was already back in the classroom.
After that, everything returned to normal.
Guan Nan thought Jiang Li would say something, but as usual, he didn't mention anything.
Class One is special. Except for a very few special individuals, they don't even need to participate in the most basic broadcast gymnastics. Even in the sports meet, the sports committee member only arranges for a few students to go through the motions.
During breaks, sports committee member Liu Yang patrolled the classroom repeatedly with registration forms in hand.
"Should I sign up?"
“It’s okay if you come in last place in the 3000 meters, Banban won’t say anything.”
"3000 meters, 3000 meters, is anyone going to call it?"
"The school sports meet that everyone looks forward to only comes once a year. Once it's gone, it's gone forever."
Liu Yang promoted the product aggressively, but few people bought it. He forced a few close friends to sign up.
However, he also began to worry when it came to the women's events.
"Class monitor," on the third day, Liu Yang approached Guan Nan with the registration form, trying to get closer to her, "You performed exceptionally well this time, 671."
"..." Guan Nan paused, looking at the notebook of wrong questions.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Li stopped practicing calligraphy and glanced up at him.
The flattery backfired. Yu Shu looked at Liu Yang pitifully and reminded him, "She scored 689 on last month's monthly exam."
"..." Liu Yang, who hadn't paid attention to these things, was dumbfounded. All the flattery he had prepared was now useless, and he was extremely embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I didn't know."
Guan Nan shook her head. "It's nothing."
“Um, class monitor,” Liu Yang scratched his head. He had asked all the girls in the class, but no one was willing to waste time participating in the school sports meet. Right now, Guan Nan was the easiest to talk to and always seemed to have no temper. He had wanted to ask her a few times before, “Didn’t the class monitor say the school sports meet was about to start the day before yesterday? Now the boys’ group has signed up for several events, and only the girls’ group is empty.”
"Holy crap, you can't be serious?"
"You want the class monitor to run 3000 meters? Are you crazy, Liu Yang?!"
"Look at our squad leader, so weak and frail, he'd be blown away by the wind. You dare to dream of 3000 meters!" Yu Shu fired off a barrage of questions at Liu Yang like a machine gun, thinking he was just daydreaming: "If something really bad happens to you, Old Jiang will skin you alive!"
"No, no," Liu Yang quickly waved his hand, "How could I let the squad leader run 3000 meters?"
He spread out the registration form, pointed to the girls' group for Guan Nan to see, and explained: "The girls' group consists of sit-ups, javelin throwing, and a sprint. The sprint can be 100 meters or 200 meters, but there is no 3000 meters. You don't need to win a prize; participation is the most important thing."
Guan Nan glanced at it: "Do we have to select every single one?"
“Just choose one,” Liu Yang said with a fawning smile, “It’s the sprint, you have to participate.”
"Then I'll choose sit-ups and the 200-meter run." After looking around, Guan Nan chose two.
Liu Yang still had some conscience and didn't want her to have to run 200 meters in embarrassment: "Sprinting is about speed, so why don't you just run 100 meters?"
"It's okay, just two hundred meters."
After Guan Nan made her selection, Liu Yang checked the boxes and filled in his name, looking much more relaxed.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Li snatched the registration form with the checkmarks on it, glanced at it briefly, and asked, "Has anyone signed up for the 3000 meters?"
"No, no one else went, so I had to go by myself," Liu Yang said with a bitter expression.
After listening, Jiang Li picked up a pen, made a mark in the 3000-meter grid, and casually filled in the words "Jiang Li" in the remarks column.
Upon seeing this, Liu Yang clasped his hands in gratitude and said, "Thank you for saving my life, brave warrior."
"You're signing up?" Yu Shu looked at it and tried to reach for the registration form. "What did I sign up for? I'm signing up too—"
"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, someone hit a teacher in the office!"
The noise in the classroom immediately ceased.
Subconsciously, someone said:
"Jiang Li?"
Even Guan Nan frowned and glanced at Jiang Li, reacting instinctively.
Jiang Li buried himself in practicing calligraphy, acting as if nothing was wrong.
"Fuck you!" Yu Shu suddenly craned his neck to look out and shouted, cursing loudly, "Didn't your mother teach you how to speak? I'll teach you! If you want a beating, just say so, don't fucking be a jerk!"
A moment later, Jiang Li glanced at his vibrating phone, put down his pen, got up, and walked out of the classroom.
Upon seeing this, Yu Shu followed closely behind without asking a single question.
Guan Nan turned a page in her error notebook, hesitated for two seconds, then took out two tissues and pretended to go to the restroom.
The office and the restroom were separated only by a staircase. Guan Nan lingered at the door; the office door was closed, and no one knew what was happening inside. Only a few words like "role model for teachers," "sexual harassment," and "minor" drifted out.
The women inside were smashing things, yelling, and shouting loudly.
The door was forcibly pried open by the woman. A girl in a school uniform stood in the corner, sobbing silently. Jiang Li and Yu Shu stood in front of the English teacher, whose neat hair was disheveled.
Several teachers' clothes were askew, stools and cups were scattered all over the floor, and every classmate's face and neck were covered with scratches.
"Jiang Li! Take your daughter and the English teacher out!" Banban, bruised and battered, was still trying to block them. Seeing that the man and woman weren't giving up and the English teacher was in such a sorry state, she didn't hesitate and said, "And the math teacher too, take all the female teachers out!"
"I'd like to see who dares!" The woman's hair was disheveled and her face contorted in a ferocious grimace. "If you dare to leave, I'll die right here in front of you!"
The man raised his fist, still wanting to hit Banban, and cursed, "You dare to say that! You beast!"
"I'll beat you to death, you beast!"
Before anyone could see what had happened, the man crashed into the desk.
The English teacher screamed hysterically: "Jiang Li!"
Everything happened so suddenly.
Just like how this fight started, nobody knows.
Upon seeing this, the woman rolled up her sleeves and was about to step forward to scratch the English teacher's face.
Jiang Li grabbed the woman's hand and said coldly, "Try touching her again."
"You little bastard," the man cursed Jiang Li, his neck stiff with rage. Jiang Li ignored him and turned his attention to the English teacher. "You're having an affair with this slut, aren't you? Fuling No. 1 High School, a provincial key school, I think this slut is just good at sleeping around! None of the male or female teachers are any good, they're all fucking pedophiles!"
Yu Shu pointed back, his usual good temper gone: "Watch your mouth!"
"You've gone too far!" the man shouted angrily, then lowered his head and called the police again. The security guards at the gatehouse also came to the office with forks and shields. The two men forked the man out of the office, blocking them from having another chance to make a move.
Several teachers followed Lao Jiang to the academic affairs office, while Lao Xu chased away the students who were watching the commotion at the door: "Disperse, disperse, everyone disperse, what's so interesting about this? Go back to your classrooms."
A little while later, Jiang Li helped the English teacher who had sprained her ankle, and Yu Shu, carrying a bag, followed closely behind.
"Auntie, let me carry you on my back." Yu Shu put the bag around her neck and prepared to bend down.
English teacher: "Stop talking nonsense and get going."
When Guan Nan returned to the classroom, she heard the whole class muttering about "sexual harassment." One of the boys, Chen Mengjie, and Chen Aimei had strange expressions, but they didn't say anything.
Until the school bell rang, the history teacher substituted for Banban's class, without mentioning a word about what had just happened.
"Teacher, is our homeroom teacher going to jail?" a student asked.
Guan Nan tightened her grip on the pen and looked up at the podium.
The history teacher opened the book, glanced at the person, and noticed several other faces that also wanted to ask but dared not speak.
She closed the book, leaned on the podium, and smiled mockingly. "Your class, on important occasions like the flag-raising ceremony on Mondays, you can just walk around and leave early with a simple call. After evening self-study, when it's time to go back to the student dormitory, you can just call the dormitory supervisor and she'll come and open the door for you. If there's no hot water after lights out, you can go to the dormitory supervisor to get hot water and boil it. You don't participate in any unnecessary events at large-scale activities like the school sports meet and poetry recitations. Even class formations have been canceled. During the second period of the morning, Class 1 openly canceled its participation in the broadcast gymnastics. The academic performance of the science classes 1 and 2 is miles ahead of yours. I don't know which class would dare to do this."
"Do you think you enjoy a lot of preferential treatment?" The usually kind-faced history teacher's face was extremely ugly at this moment. "Where do you think all these things come from? Your homeroom teacher smiles and begs for meals, swaps classes and covers for you for free. The academic affairs office, the principal's office, and the party branch are all afraid of him. He is too long-winded and talks too much. He is really annoying people."
“If you don’t appreciate his kindness, at least do something to make him proud, so he doesn’t seem like he’s being presumptuous. Okay?”
The whole class fell silent.
No one could imagine that what the ever-kind and approachable classmate had fought for for them was merely a source of pride and a topic of casual conversation among them.
It was only now that they realized that the reason why they could stand out and be the most privileged and tolerant class in the entire Fuling Middle School and even Fuling was not because they were so outstanding or special, but simply because they had shamelessly pestered people to the point of being disgusted in order to obtain it.
"Teacher, I just want to ask if Banban will be alright."
"Yes, we just want to know when Banban will be back."
"We didn't mean anything by it."
I heard that the group that went to the Academic Affairs Office then followed a police car to the police station.
The story of Jiang Li hitting Teacher Jiang became even more fantastical.
At noon, seeing Chen Aimei with the others, Guan Nan gave up on her plan to find her.
Because of her personality, Guan Nan has almost no friends besides Qi Yang and Jiang Li, so she cherishes Chen Aimei as a friend. Recently, she has been thinking a lot about how to take the initiative to talk to Chen Aimei.
She didn't want to lose this friend.
When Guan Nan returned after dinner, she heard someone ask Chen Aimei, "Hey, I've been seeing you hanging out with Guan Nan lately?"
"Yeah, aren't you two best friends?"
“Who would be sisters with such a country bumpkin?” Chen Aimei complained disdainfully. “Let me tell you, last time I ate with her, she hesitated for ages even for a 20-yuan milk tea, and then said she wouldn’t eat it. I offered to treat her, but she acted all high and mighty. You didn’t see the waiter’s expression. I was speechless. I’ve never been so humiliated!”
Guan Nan stood at the corner of the doorway, listening to those words with her eyes downcast, her face expressionless.
She remembered that day, but she never expected it would upset Chen Aimei so much.
Chen Aimei grew angrier as she spoke: "Damn it, is it really worth it for just a cup of milk tea? It costs twenty yuan and she still looks so poor, it's disgusting! And when we eat barbecue, she doesn't even know how to make a vegetable-wrapped meat dish, I have to teach her! Eating with her is really disgusting!"
"I can't stand it, I can't stand this, it's too embarrassing."
"Oh my god, how petty," the girl said. "Then why do you hang out with her?"
Upon hearing this, Guan Nan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she pursed her lips.
It seems there's still some expectation in their hearts.
Chen Aimei didn't take it to heart: "I just feel sorry for her."
"I remember she bought you bread last time," the girl said, covering her mouth and giggling, "and yogurt cookies too. Such sisterly love!"
“She lost it a long time ago,” another girl laughed. “I found the bag containing the yogurt bread in the trash can as soon as evening self-study ended that day.”
"She's broke but likes to act all rich, so let her buy it and satisfy her vanity."
She also told me she didn't have any friends, and I said I didn't have any friends either.
"What an idiot, so easily fooled."
The topic surrounding Guan Nan didn't last long; the focus gradually shifted to Chen Mengjie. They were still saying, "What are you pretending for? Everyone knows she likes Jiang Li. It's disgusting."
It was at this moment that Guan Nan couldn't help but recall everything that had happened before, the things she had said and the things she had done.
The act of testing the waters, and the firm stance of insisting on taking Sprite.
Knowing the answer already, he laughed triumphantly.
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Students gradually appeared outside the classroom; some were looking at the scenery in the corridor, some were chatting in groups, and others were going into the classroom.
When her classmates saw her standing at the door, they reminded her, "Class monitor, why aren't you going in?"
Guan Nan calmed herself down, forced a smile, and said, "Let's go in now."
There were only a few people in the class at the moment. She silently walked through the back door to her seat and filled her empty water cup.
"Guan Nan," Chen Aimei asked her kindly, "I heard you signed up for the school sports meet?"
The two girls exchanged a glance, then turned their gaze to Guan Nan, who was getting water from the water dispenser, without saying a word.
Guan Nan didn't look at her: "Mm."
"What did you sign up for?" Chen Aimei asked with a smile. "I'll come cheer you on!"
“No…” Guan Nan wanted to refuse but was worried that it would seem too deliberate, so she said calmly, “It’s just a sprint.”
"Huh?" Chen Aimei paused, frowned at her, and asked, "Isn't it 3000 meters?"
Guan Nan filled the water bottle, turned around and returned to her seat, her tone distant: "I don't know."
Both their words and their attitude revealed a distance and indifference that was obvious to anyone with eyes to see.
She reverted to her previous low-key, aloof demeanor, avoiding contact with everyone.
Having grown accustomed to her accommodating and ingratiating manner, Chen Aimei found the contrast somewhat unacceptable and felt that she was acting strangely: "What are you doing? I haven't even gotten angry with you yet, and you're already angry with me. I was drunk that day, it wasn't on purpose, why are you so easily angered!"
"No." Guan Nan remained expressionless.
Chen Aimei frowned and snapped at her, "I haven't offended you, have I? What's wrong with you?"
Just then, Jiang Li and Yu Shu walked in. Yu Shu, who had been feeling stifled all morning, suddenly became very gossipy: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing." Upon seeing who it was, Chen Aimei pouted, turned around, and returned to her seat.
Someone who knew them pointed to Chen Aimei, then to Guan Nan, and finally waved their hand.
Yu Shu frowned, his gossipy thoughts immediately coming to an end.
After a while, Chen Aimei suddenly brought it up again, for some reason: "Guan Nan, have you applied for your poverty subsidy?"
The entire class fell silent, and dozens of eyes turned to Guan Nan's position.
Guan Nan paused, her pen poised. If she hadn't overheard those words at noon, she might have genuinely thought they were a well-intentioned reminder, rather than someone trying to make fun of her.
Before she could speak, Jiang Li asked, "What do you want to say?"
He looked up and stared directly at Chen Aimei, his voice cold and deep.
This was the first time Jiang Li, who always valued manners and upbringing and avoided embarrassing others, had so blatantly humiliated everyone in front of the entire class, tearing off his hypocritical mask.
"Why are you being so fierce?" Chen Aimei had seen Jiang Li like this before, clearly in a bad mood, with eyes that were intimidating. "I just reminded her because I see she applies every year."
"I don't think that's necessary, is it? If there's anything, the class monitor will remind us." Jiang Li was unaware of what happened at noon, but Luo Haoyu knew perfectly well. He wiped the blackboard clean, threw the blackboard brush away, and dust flew everywhere. "Also, your blind arrogance is really quite unsightly."
Chen Aimei, sitting in the front row, coughed violently from the chalk dust, fanning it away with her book, her expression quite unpleasant: "Luo Haoyu, are you out of your mind?!"
"Damn," Yu Shu muttered, "Luo Haoyu looks so refined, I never expected him to be so—"
Lack of manners? Lack of politeness?
These two thoughts lingered in Yu Shu's mind.
After a pause, Yu Shu managed to squeeze out, "That's such an awesome thing."
Jiang Li calmly said, "Even a rabbit will bite when cornered."
"What does this have to do with rabbits?"
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