Chapter 15: Forgetting to Take Medicine When Going Out
With the audience, the girl with the high ponytail has a stronger desire to perform.
"Jian Qingyi, you said yourself that you would be in the top 50 in the grade. Now that you have said it, you are not going to regret it, are you?" She raised her voice again because she was worried that the students watching could not hear her clearly.
"Yes, Jian Qingyi, you don't want to go back on your word, do you?" The girl with short hair also jumped out.
"Just don't regret it." Jian Qingyi sneered.
"Okay, Jian Qingyi, you're being stubborn, right? Then we'll see who kneels down in front of all the teachers and students in the school and barks like a dog." The girl with a high ponytail shouted.
There was a sound of inhalation all around.
Kneeling down in front of all the teachers and students in the school and barking like a dog...
This would be so embarrassing that I would have to go to my grandma's house to embarrass myself.
Among the crowd of onlookers, some people began to whisper.
"Jian Qingyi, who ranked last in the class, wants to be in the top 50 in the grade. Did I hear that right?" someone couldn't believe it.
"Why didn't she say she could get into Kyoto University?"
"What's irritating Jian Qingyi?"
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The original owner, who was always taciturn, was the kind of person who was not popular in school.
Add to that her poor grades and no one wanted to pay attention to her.
Behind her back, her classmates called her a wandering soul and a fool.
Especially when it came to exams, her classmates looked at her with amusement and contempt.
Just thinking about that scene, Jian Qingyi felt that his fists were hard enough to kill a wild boar.
"Then let's wait and see!" Jian Qingyi's mouth corners rose slightly.
"Okay, let's wait and see!" The girl with the high ponytail was not to be outdone. Their eyes met, and sparks flew.
"Ring, ring, ring..."
The class bell interrupted the confrontation between the two.
After returning to the classroom and sitting down, Zhang Xiaomei reached out and touched Jian Qingyi's forehead.
"I don't have a fever!"
Jian Qingyi rolled her eyes at her and put her schoolbag into the desk pocket.
"Jian Qingyi, look at you, you know that those girls in Class 2 are all gossipy, so why are you angry with them?" Zhang Xiaomei sighed.
He also ranked among the top 50 in his grade.
Is it so easy to be in the top 50 in the grade?
If she could rank in the top 200 in her grade, she could help her cram.
Top 50 in grade...
How to make up for this?
"I'm not angry with them. I just want to teach them a little lesson and let them know what it means to speak ill of others." Jian Qingyi turned her face slightly and raised one eyebrow.
In later times, the behavior of those girls would be considered verbal violence.
According to the Civil Code, she can ask those girls to bear civil liability.
If the case is more serious, she can even file a private criminal prosecution, hold them criminally responsible, and let them eat free jail food.
"But the top 50 in the grade..."
"Don't worry, you're just in the top 50 in the grade, not number one." Jian Qingyi raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder.
"Isn't it just the top 50 in the grade?" A chuckle came from the table behind.
Jian Qingyi and Zhang Xiaomei turned their heads at the same time.
The boy at the back table sat lazily on the bench, his chin resting on his hand.
Seeing the two people at the front table turn their heads to look at him, his handsome eyebrows curved slightly.
"Zheng Lang, you are a grown man, but you actually learn from those gossipers to eavesdrop?" Zhang Xiaomei showed disdain on her face.
"You two are talking like you have a loud speaker, do I need to eavesdrop?" the boy sneered.
Based on the original owner's memory, Jian Qingyi quickly searched for the information of the person in front of him.
Zheng Lang...
First in the grade.
The late son of the steel plant director.
Although the original owner and he sat at the tables in front and behind each other, the number of times they spoke could be counted on one hand.
Thinking of this, Jian Qingyi silently withdrew his gaze and turned around.
Perhaps because he was used to Jian Qingyi's dullness, Zheng Lang glanced at his childhood friend Zhang Xiaomei and asked, "Did your idiot classmate take some wrong medicine today?"
"Shut up!" Zhang Xiaomei raised her clenched fist.
"Zhang Xiaomei, did your childhood friend forget to take his medicine when he went out today?" Jian Qingyi tilted her head and looked at Zhang Xiaomei, with no intention of lowering her voice at all.
Zheng Lang smiled.
After not seeing him for two months, this idiot has become bolder!
Zhang Xiaomei was also somewhat stunned.
In her memory, Jian Qingyi has always been introverted and shy, like a little wife.
It's been a while since we last met...
How come she's completely transformed?!
"Jian Qingyi, he is just like that. Don't be like him." Zhang Xiaomei tried to smooth things over as she was worried that the two would quarrel.
"Zhang Xiaomei, what kind of person am I?" Zheng Lang was unhappy.
Zhang Xiaomei glared at him and was about to signal him to quiet down when she heard familiar footsteps outside the classroom.
Zhang Xiaomei hurriedly turned around and sat up straight.
The originally noisy classroom suddenly became silent.
After a while, a middle-aged woman walked in with a brisk pace.
Her long hair was gently tied up, revealing the elegant line of her neck. She exuded a unique charm and confidence from the inside out.
Her gaze swept across everyone in the audience, finally stopping at Zheng Lang behind Jian Qingyi and Zhang Xiaomei.
"Have you checked all the summer homework?"
"I checked."
"Then take a few people to the office to bring the new books over and distribute them to everyone."
"Okay!" Zheng Lang stood up.
I randomly called a few boys and was about to leave.
"Remember to come home for lunch. Your uncle-in-law has made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs." The middle-aged woman said hurriedly.
"Yeah!" Zheng Lang nodded slightly and led the boys away.
Although they knew that Zheng Lang was the nephew of their homeroom teacher Zheng Jingya, the students in the audience still looked envious.
They all went to school, and Zheng Lang's aunt and uncle cooked for him every day, but they could only go to the cafeteria to eat vegetables boiled in plain water without a drop of oil.
As soon as Zheng Jingya left, everyone started talking in low voices.
"Zheng Lang is such a lucky guy." Zhang Xiaomei, his childhood friend, couldn't help but sigh.
Jian Qingyi curled her lips and smiled.
He is the only son in three generations and he is an old boy, so he must be cherished.
"Jian Qingyi, after you get the books, can you accompany me to the barber shop?" Zhang Xiaomei suddenly leaned over to Jian Qingyi.
"Do you want to cut it short?" Jian Qingyi glanced at her shiny long braid.
"No, I just want to trim it a little bit." Zhang Xiaomei was reluctant to cut it.
"Is there anyone buying hair in the barber shop?" Jian Qingyi suddenly asked.
"Yes." Zhang Xiaomei nodded.
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she turned her head and looked at Jian Qingyi, "You don't want to sell your hair, do you?"
Jian Qingyi smiled but said nothing.
"Jian Qingyi, are you short of money? I have some here..." Zhang Xiaomei said as she was about to search her pocket.
Jian Qingyi held down her hand that was about to pay, "No, I just find it troublesome to comb my hair every day."
In her previous life, she also found it troublesome to blow-dry her hair every day, so she cut her hair short.
"You didn't lie to me, did you?" Zhang Xiaomei looked at her suspiciously.
Jian Qingyi directly took out the two still steaming big unity notes from his pocket.
"Where did you get so much money?" Zhang Xiaomei widened her eyes in shock.
"My father gave it to me." Jian Qingyi put the money back into his pocket.
"Has your father's conscience been awakened?"
“It seems so.”
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