Chapter 41 Luo Jingyun, Help Leng Ziyue
"My name is Luo Jingyun. Remember, it's Luo Jingyun!" Luo Jingyun gritted her teeth and squeezed out her name word by word.
Zhang Wanwan nodded quickly, repeatedly assuring herself that she would not forget. Only then did Luo Jingyun let her go and resumed her gossiping ways, chasing after Zhang Wanwan and asking Yan Zeyu about her. This made Zhang Wanwan feel overwhelmed, and she replied helplessly, "Well, I want to ask, it's only the second day of school, how did you choose the school hunk?"
"It's easy. Yesterday, someone uploaded photos of good-looking boys in our first grade to the school forum. This is a referendum! It's absolutely true." When talking about this kind of thing, Luo Jingyun immediately acted like a fangirl, which made Zhang Wanwan extremely speechless. Thinking of her deskmate, she muttered, "If you just look at his looks, Yan Zeyu is not the most outstanding one in the first grade. My temporary deskmate yesterday was better looking than Yan Zeyu. Of course, I'm just being realistic and I don't pay attention to these things!"
Zhang Wanwan repeatedly assured him, but Luo Jingyun didn't listen at all. She excitedly continued, "Really? Did you notice that your temporary deskmate from yesterday was absent from the military training today?"
Zhang Wanwan's pupils trembled slightly. She looked up quickly and looked at the row of boys from beginning to end. She was surprised to find that the man was not there.
Seeing her like this, Luo Jingyun shook her head again in disappointment, "What can I say about you? You have such a handsome guy as your deskmate, but you didn't even notice whether he showed up or not. Could it be that you have really become stupid from studying too much?"
Zhang Wanwan: “.”
"Let me tell you, your desk mate Leng Ziyue is indeed the best in the world, but his personality is too cold, so we can only admire him from afar and not touch him. But Yan Zeyu is different. Not only is he sunny and talkative, he is also very gentlemanly to girls. Plus, his appearance makes him look like a prince among those frogs in our first year of high school. Who else should we choose if not him?" Luo Jingyun looked like she was being realistic.
The girls who were listening attentively all laughed, while the boys retorted unhappily, "What are you talking about?"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the girls who had been giggling reservedly before burst into laughter.
Su Ranran, who was standing in front, glanced over and the laughter stopped abruptly. Everyone stood up straight and behaved as well as possible, as if the farce just now didn't exist at all.
The military training in high school is completely different from that in junior high school. In the past, military training was just for fun, but now there are real instructors who ask them to stand at attention and march in step under the scorching sun. The boys are okay, but the girls start to whine after just an hour. Fortunately, with the presence of Luo Jingyun, a lively person, Zhang Wanwan feels that military training is not as hard as she imagined. When they are tired, the instructors will let them rest. At this time, they can listen to Luo Jingyun chatting about gossip. During the short break, they can also get to know some classmates. Everyone asks about each other's news, and time flies. A week of military training is over in the blink of an eye.
On the last day of military training, each class began to take turns practicing and performing. The top three would receive certificates. Their class consisted of the best students in the first year of high school, so naturally they were unwilling to admit defeat. They were all full of fighting spirit, and they looked like they were going to fight rather than perform. The instructor was so pleased that he knew their class had won just by looking at their momentum.
As expected, after the performances of each class, Class 1 of Grade 1 won the first place certificate for military training. They cheered and jumped for joy on the playground, receiving envious or jealous glances from other classes. The head teacher Su Ranran was almost lifted up by the boys.
Because the next day and the day after tomorrow are weekend holidays, most of the boarding students will go home. In order to avoid the crowd, Zhang Wanwan walked around the school and went to the parking lot to tow the car after about fifteen minutes.
There were less than five bicycles left in the parking lot at this time, and no one was in sight. She simply unlocked her bike and rode away. The security guard didn't say anything when she left the school gate. Zhang Wanwan was in a good mood, wondering whether she should go to Century Square to help Zhang's parents, or go to the market to buy vegetables and cook a delicious meal for Zhang Baiyan at home.
Just as she was hesitating and stopped at a four-way intersection, she saw a person in the distance who surprised her a little - Leng Ziyue, her temporary deskmate!
Zhang Wanwan was a little hesitant about whether to go over, but before she could figure it out, Leng Ziyue slowly slid down the roadside tree, curled up in pain.
"Leng Ziyue!" Zhang Wanwan shouted, and as soon as the green light came on, she rushed towards Leng Ziyue. After stopping the car, Zhang Wanwan stepped forward and touched Leng Ziyue. Seeing that he looked so painful that he was sweating.
"You can't do this! Do you have a cell phone? I'll call an ambulance for you." Zhang Wanwan was annoyed and wanted to search Leng Ziyue's bag, but she felt that it would be impolite. She was in a dilemma when she heard Leng Ziyue shaking his head weakly and said, "No need. It's an old problem. It will be fine in a while."
Zhang Wanwan: ???
What's wrong with this?
Seeing her dazed, Leng Ziyue supported Zhang Wanwan and sat up with difficulty. This seemed to have used up all his strength. Seeing him like this, Zhang Wanwan was really worried. She bit her lip, took her own kettle, and explained while washing the lid: "This is the warm water my parents prepared for me for military training. Because the bottle is too big, I never finished it. I washed the lid, you can drink from this, you will feel more comfortable after drinking some water."
Zhang Wanwan handed the water to Leng Ziyue.
Leng Ziyue frowned slightly as he looked at the water. After hesitating for a moment, he still accepted Zhang Wanwan's kindness with a cold face. After drinking the glass of water, he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the uncomfortable part of his body seemed to be slowly relieved. The feeling of suffocation just now quickly disappeared, and he recovered in less than a minute.
This realization shocked him so much that his calm eyes seemed to have an inexplicable glow and he was staring at the water in his hand and was actually distracted.
"Well, do you want to drink more?" Zhang Wanwan asked tentatively.
Leng Ziyue nodded slightly.
Zhang Wanwan was stunned, she was just being polite, she didn't expect this man to play by his rules. Helplessly, she could only pour another glass of water for Leng Ziyue. Only after Leng Ziyue drank up the water in her kettle did Zhang Wanwan take back the lid of her kettle.
On the way home, she was still confused. She obviously disliked her water at first, but in the end she drank all the water in her kettle for no apparent reason. Could it be that she noticed that the water was different?
After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't figure it out, so she simply shook her head and stopped thinking about it.
When she arrived near her home, Zhang Wanwan first went to the vegetable market and bought a pork crotch, a pound of fresh shrimps, a saltwater fish, and two kinds of vegetables. She carried the bunch of things upstairs and looked up. It was not yet six o'clock, and Zhang Baiyan would be home at least around six or seven o'clock, so there was still time to cook.
(End of this chapter)
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