But there is still one question: why did the school cafeteria continue to do the same thing in my previous life?
Logically, shouldn't it be another hotel that contracts with it? Could it be that the leaders of Baishi No.1 Middle School insisted on using their own school cafeteria and chefs to save money?
Unable to figure it out, Chen Bing shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He planned to ask Old Chen when he got home.
Honestly, it's clearly his own family business, yet he knows absolutely nothing about it. Is Old Chen trying to rebel? Doesn't he know he's an original shareholder, the one who invested the most from the very beginning?
While lost in thought, Chen Bing overheard the students dining nearby making frequent exclamations of amazement at today's meal. This piqued his curiosity.
Reaching out to open the elegantly packaged lunchbox, I found a main dish of white rice, along with four side dishes: boiled shrimp, braised pork, garlic enoki mushrooms, and shredded potatoes—a truly sumptuous meal. Beside the lunchbox were also a banana and a cup of black rice porridge.
Take out your chopsticks and try it; you'll find the taste is quite good. Compared to the cafeteria food I remember, this is practically a delicacy.
Even Chen Bing, who hadn't experienced the horrors of the devil's cafeteria in a long time, couldn't help but sigh like this. So, it goes without saying that those students who were used to eating in the cafeteria and thought today was another forced sacrifice must have felt even worse.
They wouldn't exactly cry out "Mom's cooking," but judging from how ravenously they devoured the food, it wasn't hard to guess that it tasted quite good.
The only child who felt disappointed was probably Shang Yunmiao. She had been eagerly anticipating the cafeteria food, only to be given a boxed lunch instead.
Although it tasted good, it wasn't what I wanted.
After lunch, it was lunch break time. Everyone could go back to their dorms or to the classrooms if they wanted. Basically, you could do whatever you wanted except wander around the campus. Of course, wearing masks and maintaining social distancing went without saying.
Chen Bing chose to return to the classroom. After finishing his meal, he waved to Shang Yunmiao, who was sitting diagonally opposite him, pointed in the direction of the teaching building, and then left the cafeteria. Upon receiving his instruction, Shang Yunmiao naturally followed obediently.
Take a short nap in the classroom and have your temperature checked at noon.
I spent the afternoon studying, had dinner, and took my temperature.
Do a practice test during evening self-study and take your temperature at night.
Once all these tasks are completed, the first day of school will be almost over.
After parting ways with Shang Yunmiao, Chen Bing watched her and Ma Lele walk into the girls' dormitory together. Then, dragging her tired body from studying hard, she returned to her own dormitory.
The narrow stairwell was not like the one I remembered, filled with youthful and energetic chatter or various interesting topics.
It was just empty, making one wonder if get out of class had even ended.
The answer, of course, is that class was over. However, because all the students left in three groups, with ten-minute intervals between them, it seemed like there were fewer people.
As one of the last students to leave get out of class, Comrade Chen Bing found the dormitory a bit too lively as soon as he pushed open the door.
Besides their two roommates, there were three or four other classmates they didn't know chatting and laughing with them.
Upon seeing Chen Bing return, the group stood up with a mixture of politeness and nervousness, clearly acknowledging the prestige of Master Chen at the school.
"Brother Bing, do you still remember me?"
Chen Bing, who was initially a little annoyed by the extra people in the dormitory, changed her expression upon hearing this and looked at the person who had spoken.
"Who are you?"
By carefully searching his mind for that little pig-headed face, Chen Bing finally found his original appearance in his memories of second and third grade.
"Zhu Xiaole?"
"Yes, yes, Brother Bing, you still remember me!" The man was very excited to see that Chen Bing still remembered him, and the fat on his face twitched. He didn't look like a good person, just like the principal of the bilingual kindergarten when I was in school.
"I didn't believe it when Wu Feng told me that you lived here too, but it turns out it really is you."
As the saying goes, one cannot hit a smiling face. After exchanging a few polite words with Zhu Xiaole, Chen Bing gave her a forced smile and told her to leave.
"It's so late, aren't you leaving yet?"
While it's true that you don't hit a smiling face, it depends on who that person is. In Chen Bing's worldview, others respect you not because they are outstanding, but because you are outstanding.
Whether or not to respect the other person does not depend on their attitude towards you, but on the person themselves.
Even if a good, upright person is very unfriendly to her, Chen Bing will respect him while keeping her distance.
Even if a heinous villain tries to please her, Chen Bing wouldn't see him as a good person who is "not inherently bad," like the protagonists in some novels.
After all, he was not an emperor, and he lived in a peaceful and prosperous country. Therefore, when he looked at people and interacted with them, the most important thing he valued was not their ability, but their character.
Upon hearing their own somewhat cold words, Zhu Xiaole and the others were taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said things like "Indeed" and "Then we're leaving," before quietly leaving the place.
Chen Bing simply said "goodbye" and slammed the door shut after they left.
Emotionally intelligent actions are for normal people. The reason Chen Bing's words and actions were so cold and ruthless is that this Zhu Xiaole is different from the kindergarten director from back then. The director looked fierce but was kind at heart, while this kid is consistent inside and out, definitely not a good person.
Chen Bing remembered that when this little bastard was in second grade, he would lead a group of boys to bully a girl from a poor family, and even reach out to grab the girl's private parts for fun.
Chen Bing didn't actually witness the incident herself; it was discovered by the school's former principal during a casual stroll. Afterward, the respected principal summoned both sets of parents and gave a stern lecture to Zhu Xiaole and the other boys involved.
If some people are born bad, that's certainly true. If Zhu Xiaole's previous behavior could be explained by the fact that children don't understand right and wrong, and that he simply thought it was fun and would understand when he grew up, then how do you explain it when Chen Bing overheard him doing something similar again in the teacher's office after they moved up to the third grade and were placed in different classes?
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