Chapter 6 That son of a bitch Yu Qing
Yu Qing walked very slowly.
Strolling on the school playground under the early autumn sun, with a cool morning breeze blowing in my ears, I can hear the joyful laughter of children playing and laughing in the distance. Everyone is at the most youthful and energetic age.
This feeling is wonderful.
After crossing the track, Yu Qing easily found her way to the restroom.
Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School was just renovated in 2013. All the facilities were built according to the new campus plan, but the toilets still retain the Syrian-style clean walls and are open-style with no blind spots.
Sometimes Yu Qing wonders if everyone has such a unique toilet in their school days.
The moment I stepped into the restroom, a pungent smell of smoke hit me.
Several boys were gathered around the toilet entrance, puffing out smoke, while a thin boy stood in the corner, standing there obediently, with several bright red handprints on his face.
Upon seeing Yu Qing enter, one of the boys quickly pulled out his empty cigarette case and respectfully offered her a cigarette.
"Brother Qing, please have a cigarette."
Yu Qing glanced at it calmly, casually took it and put it in his mouth, and began to unbuckle his belt. The boy next to him skillfully lit it for him with a lighter.
These people were students from other classes, most of whom were delinquents who were used to bullying others and would often drag people to the toilet and beat them up.
This happens in every school, whether it's boys or girls; there are always some vulnerable groups who are isolated.
"Um... Brother Qing, I want to talk to you about something?" At this moment, the boy who offered the cigarette cautiously walked to Yu Qing's side, his eyes flickering, seemingly very insecure and uneasy.
"What's up?"
Yu Qing glanced at him sideways, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and asked casually.
"I had a conflict with Liu Qiang from Class 4 of Grade 11. His brother is a foreman on a construction site outside. I heard he used to have connections in Jiangcheng. I can't afford to mess with him, so I'd like to ask you to mediate for me," the boy said in a low voice, his attitude very sincere.
At that time, it was very popular to recognize older brothers and sisters, just like recognizing godfathers in ancient times. The school's social circle basically revolved around the outside world. Generally, when two people had a conflict, they would seek help from older brothers and sisters outside the school.
Jiangcheng is a small city, so often when people arrange a fight, they only realize they know each other when they meet. They apologize to each other, turn a big problem into a small one, and a small problem into nothing, and eventually they make peace.
Yu Qing slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, then threw the cigarette butt into the pit, turned to him and said, "I can't help you with this, but you can try to find Li Fei. I heard that his family also runs construction sites, so they have some connections."
"Thank you, Brother Qing!" the boy said, tears streaming down his face.
Yu Qing waved his hand, pulled up his pants, and prepared to leave when he suddenly saw the boy being bullied in the corner.
After thinking about it, I still reminded him, "That's enough."
Upon hearing this, the boy in the corner immediately looked up and gave him a grateful look.
...
Yu Qing walked into the classroom.
The classroom was bustling with activity. Students sat in small groups chatting. When Yu Qing entered, many stopped talking, especially Wang Meili, who was sitting in Yu Qing's seat. She was so startled that she stood up quickly, like a thief caught in the act.
"Um, Yu Qing, don't be angry. I didn't mean to sit in your seat. I just..."
Wang Meili was both nervous and embarrassed. It was all Lin Yueyue's fault for insisting that she sit down and chat. She hadn't expected Yu Qing to come back so quickly, as he usually skipped classes frequently.
Everyone in the class knows that Yu Qing doesn't like others sitting in his seat, and he especially dislikes others touching his things. The last person who sat here was beaten up by him.
Just as Wang Meili was wondering how to explain and turned her pleading gaze to Lin Yueyue, Yu Qing waved her hand and said, "It's alright, have a seat!"
"Ah, no... no need." Wang Meili quickly refused. How could she dare to sit any longer? She knew that this devil was in a bad mood for the past two days. If she upset him, wouldn't it be a loss?
Get out of here right now!
Yu Qing didn't pay any attention and went straight to her seat.
Lin Yueyue turned her head and glanced at Wang Meili in the back row with a gloating look, only to see Wang Meili looking at her with a resentful gaze and making a "throat-slitting" gesture towards her.
Lin Yueyue stuck out her tongue at her, made a face, and gave her a "what can you do about it?" look.
The school bell rang.
The first class in the morning was English.
The English teacher's name is Luo Shien. She is a woman in her twenties, quite pretty, and dressed very fashionably. It is said that since the start of the semester, no student has ever seen her wear the same clothes twice.
Luo Shien stood on the podium, her brows furrowing slightly. She couldn't help but fan the air with her hand in disgust: "What's that smell coming from your class? Students by the window, open your windows."
A familiar voice, a familiar tone.
The English teacher's nose is always unusual. He's heard this opening line for over two years now, and even now he doesn't know what the classroom smells like.
After the window is opened.
Luo Shien nodded in satisfaction, then picked up the chalk and wrote a few words on the blackboard before beginning the lesson.
Yu Qing sat down and listened attentively to the lecture. After a night of cramming, he felt that he should at least be able to understand a little bit.
However, what frustrated him was...
After the entire class, Yu Qing didn't understand anything, especially when she saw those densely packed words, which gave her a headache.
"Sigh, everyone says that sons inherit their mothers' intelligence. My intelligence is hopeless. I don't know what's going on in the head of a top student like Lin Yueyue?" Yu Qing sighed.
...
The four classes in the morning passed quickly.
As the lunch bell rang, the classrooms gradually quieted down, and students flocked to the cafeteria.
After all the students in the classroom had left, Yu Qing slowly stood up, tidied her desk, and prepared to go downstairs to the cafeteria for lunch.
There were many people queuing up for food in the cafeteria, and it was very noisy. As soon as Yu Qing entered the cafeteria with his meal card, he saw Li Fei standing at the food serving window waving at him.
Yu Qing walked over casually.
Li Fei quickly pulled him into the line, saying with dissatisfaction, "Why are you so late? I've been waiting for you for ages."
"Isn't that what you're here for?" Yu Qing rolled her eyes.
"I don't like hearing you say that. I'm a prominent figure in our school, how can I bow down for a pittance? Let me tell you, I save seats for you every day, so you should bow down a little too."
Yu Qing looked at him speechlessly: "Fine, I'll treat you today, okay?"
"That's more like it." Li Fei grinned.
Before Yu Qing could speak, Lin Yueyue, who was at the back of the line, suddenly stood up and said angrily, "Yu Qing, you're not allowed to cut in line!"
Yu Qing turned to look at Lin Yueyue behind him and asked speechlessly, "Lin Yueyue, do you live by the sea? Why are you so nosy? Which eye saw me cutting in line? Do you think I'm the kind of person who has no manners? It was clearly Li Fei who forced me in."
Lin Yueyue shifted her gaze to Li Fei, who immediately realized what was happening and said matter-of-factly, "Yes, yes, I squeezed in with Brother Qing. He didn't cut in line."
"Li Fei, why did you squeeze me in? You've made everyone misunderstand me. You need to explain to everyone right now... Auntie, I'd like a plate of shredded pork with green peppers and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, thank you."
"I...I..." Li Fei's face turned red, and he stammered for a long time, not knowing how to answer. He cursed inwardly.
Damn it, Yu Qing.
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