Chapter 50 Crossing the Mountain Peak
Having been freed from an unhappy marriage, Chen Fanglan used her home phone to call the beauty salon where she used to work.
I learned that she had gotten divorced and wanted to go back to work at the beauty salon.
After a brief consideration, the beauty salon owner quickly agreed.
Before leaving her job, Chen Fanglan was already a beautician at a beauty salon.
She is beautiful, eloquent, and her beauty techniques and services are top-notch. Many of her clients are very satisfied with her and often request her services.
Two new beauty salons recently opened in the county, which have taken away many of their customers.
If Chen Fanglan comes back, with her abilities, she will definitely be able to win back the lost customers.
The boss initially felt sorry for Chen Fanglan, who had a good job but quit after getting married. The boss lost a good employee and customers; while Chen Fanglan lost her source of income and was now under the control of her husband's family.
In the time it takes to make a phone call, Chen Fanglan and the beauty salon owner have already made an agreement that Chen Fanglan will return to work at the beauty salon after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The wicked must be tormented by the wicked. Under Chen Fangqiu's torment, both Xu's mother and son were exhausted.
Only after Chen Fangqiu made a promise that he would never see Chen Fanglan again or go to see anyone from the Chen family did Chen Fangqiu lead his group of cronies away.
With Chen Fanglan's successful divorce, a huge weight was finally lifted from Shen Xuewei's heart, and the smile never left her face until she returned to school.
Monday passed peacefully until Tuesday, when the Chinese class was almost over, with only ten minutes left before it ended.
At this moment, Teacher Yan, who was standing next to the podium, brought out a stack of diaries.
"Students, I have read all the diaries you handed in. Some of you have completely neglected your assignments and are simply doing a perfunctory job. I will be very strict with these students..."
He started with harsh words, clearly dissatisfied with the students' diaries.
Shen Xuewei crossed her arms on the table, looking every bit the model student.
She seemed serious, but her mind was already in the cafeteria.
"...Besides those who did a perfunctory job, some students also completed the teacher's assignments diligently. For example, Shen Xuewei, Zhong Shiqi... Wang Mingyou and these other students not only studied hard, but also wrote very well..."
Although her mind was blank, Shen Xuewei still subconsciously snapped back to reality when she heard her own name.
Then, we heard Teacher Yan's last words:
"Next, let's invite these students who write very well to come up to the stage and read their diary entries. Everyone should learn from them..."
A round of enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience, and then the students all turned their attention to the students whose names had just been called.
Shen Xuewei felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, so she quietly lowered her head and couldn't help but shift her body.
Reading my own diary in front of so many people, how embarrassing!
Her essays were read aloud by her teachers and classmates, which she didn't think much of, but her diary entries were different.
She thought that after the Chinese teacher collected the homework assigned over the weekend, the teacher would grade it and then return it to the students. She didn't expect that the student who was supposed to write a diary would have to go up and read it aloud.
What's the difference between this and walking naked in the street?
The people whose names were called looked at each other, none of them intending to be the first to go up and read aloud.
Teacher Yan's gaze swept over the group, and he happened to see Shen Xuewei move her body. His eyes lit up.
"Okay, our classmate Shen Xuewei is the most enthusiastic, so let's have her come up and read it to everyone first, shall we?"
Another round of applause rang out, and Shen Xuewei looked up in surprise, meeting Teacher Yan's expectant and encouraging eyes.
She forced a stiff, obedient smile, resignedly walked to the podium, and picked up her diary.
These days, being a good student in the eyes of teachers comes at a price.
Her face flushed slightly, but her expression could be described as naturally calm.
He opened his diary and read it aloud in a flat tone: "September 22, 2001, Saturday, sunny..."
Teacher Yan, who was standing to the side, raised her hands, signaling her to speak louder and express more emotion.
Shen Xuewei paused, sighed quietly, and tried to smile. Her voice was louder and more undulating than before.
"...The mountain sunshine and air are fresh and bright, just like my mood today. After getting up this morning, a busy and fulfilling day began..."
After reading a diary entry, Shen Xuewei was completely numb, but she still remembered to give Teacher Yan a smile.
Teacher Yan looked satisfied and led the applause, which was then joined by the students' applause.
"Great! Shen Xuewei not only writes well, but she also speaks very well. Everyone should learn from Shen Xuewei!"
Having finally survived one hurdle, Shen Xuewei quickly returned to her seat.
Following her, Zhong Shiqi was also called up by Teacher Yan to read her diary.
A few students who wrote well were chosen to come up to the stage. Teacher Yan looked up at the clock on the wall; it was almost time for get out of class to end.
He said a few more words and then announced the end of get out of class.
The moment the words "get out of class dismissed" appeared, everyone in the class rushed out of the classroom.
As usual, Wu Yuhong helped the three of them line up, while Shen Xuewei took the two lunchboxes, washed them under the tap in the sink, and quickly stood behind her.
The four people lined up, laughing and joking.
When Aunt Qiu, who was serving meals, saw the familiar group of four, she quickly served them their food.
The food looked no different from what the other students ate, with the same amount of food, but in reality, Aunt Qiu had packed it tightly.
Shen Xuewei mouthed, silently saying, "Thank you, Sister Qiu," and winked at her.
Aunt Qiu laughed heartily, tapped the rice spoon in her hand, and urged her to leave quickly.
Shen Xuewei, holding her lunchbox, sat down to eat in the seat that Zhong Shiqi had saved for her.
The other three ate quickly, but still waited for her in the cafeteria.
Ye Meiling ran to the convenience store and bought a bag of spicy strips. While eating, she gossiped with the three of them.
"Hey, do you guys remember someone in our class who hasn't come to school this week?"
Shen Xuewei swallowed the food in her mouth and casually replied, "You mean Lu Feilong? Didn't the teacher say he was sick and that's why he didn't come?"
"Oh dear, he's not sick at all!" Ye Meiling said excitedly in a low voice beside her.
Zhong Shiqi scraped the rice grains stuck to the bottom of the lunchbox. "If he wasn't sick, why would the teacher agree to give him leave?"
Ye Meiling sighed, "He won't be able to come anymore."
As soon as she said that, all three of them looked at her at the same time.
"What... happened to him?"
Ye Meiling's expression was somewhat heavy. "He's from the same village as me. I heard from the villagers that he was bitten by a mountain peak when he went up the mountain before."
"He said he wasn't feeling well, but his parents didn't take him to the hospital. They just said they'd ask him to take a day off and had an uncle in the village prescribe some traditional Chinese medicine for him. When I returned to school on Sunday afternoon, I heard that he had already passed away, and his parents were discussing where to bury him..."
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