"Let's go check on the classroom first." Chen Bing leaned down and rubbed his chin against Shang Yunmiao's smooth forehead. Physical contact is undoubtedly one of the best ways to comfort someone.
Smelling Chen Bing's intimate scent, Shang Yunmiao's mood improved somewhat. She reached out a small hand and gently tugged at the hem of Chen Bing's dress. Time seemed to rewind to ten years ago, when she was with this child, and Chen Bing often held her hand like this.
"There are a lot of people, stay close and don't let go."
"Um."
Upon reaching the upper floor, the classroom of Class 1, Grade 9, was indeed pitch black. However, there were quite a few people inside, with the lights from individual cell phones adding a touch of brightness.
A glint of light also appeared in Xiao Shang's eyes as she peeked out from behind Chen Bing, nervously surveying the situation.
The situation didn't seem optimistic. So many students were in the classroom, not for a party. Most of them were chatting and laughing as they packed their things from behind the desks, clearly preparing to go home.
His laughter, their voices and smiles, their teasing were clearly displayed before Shang Yunmiao, stirring a feeling deep within this lovely and well-behaved child. This manifested outwardly as her grip on Chen Bing's hand tightening unconsciously at first, then gradually loosening and losing its strength.
Upon seeing this, Chen Bing remained silent for a moment.
After a moment, he came to his senses, then casually tossed aside everything he was carrying except the cake, turned around and patted Xiao Shang on the head. Without saying anything more, he patted the boy's hand, then walked up to the podium and said loudly, "Students, you've worked hard packing your bags! Shang Yunmiao and I bought an ice cream cake outside; it's perfectly chilled and ideal for eating in a heated room! Let's share the cake!"
Everyone was familiar with Chen Bing's voice. In the dim darkness, many people looked up at this classmate who, although not a class committee member, was very prestigious.
Just then, Cai Kunnan had been playing around with another classmate in the classroom and was sweating a lot, making it a very hot time. Upon hearing that his "Ice Brother" had bought an ice cream cake, something he had never even heard of before, he immediately exclaimed "Whoosh!" and dropped his half-packed schoolbag, rushing over as the first person to arrive.
He arrived at the perfect time; Chen Bing had just unwrapped the transparent packaging of the cake and cut off the first piece.
"Here, for you."
After taking the cake from Chen Bing, Cai Kunnan took a bite. The icy-cool, refreshing taste, unique to summer, rolled down his throat, making Cai Kunnan groan.
"Mmm! This is delicious, Ice Bro! It's all made of ice cream, how much does it cost?"
"Not expensive, four hundred."
After Cai Kunnan's personal promotion, several boys who were already interested rushed over while shouting "Brother Bing is so generous!"
Chen Bing didn't have time to stay here and cut the cake for them. He immediately spotted Ma Shaolong in the darkness and raised his hand high, saying, "Brother Long! Could you please help us divide the cake? I can't handle this!"
These words struck a chord with Ma Shaolong. He was always a proud and loyal guy, and he also considered himself a strong leader. Now, seeing Chen Bing, whom he respected most and who was considered the best in the class, calling him "Brother Long" and asking for his help, how could he possibly ignore it?
He had wanted to try it but hadn't come because of pride, so he immediately agreed and stepped forward to help. At the same time, he called over a few of his good friends to help cut the cake, and the scene instantly became orderly.
Hearing the classmates who came to collect the cake thank him profusely, Ma Shaolong felt his pride and vanity were greatly satisfied.
After getting away from her, Chen Bing glanced at Shang Yunmiao, who was standing at the classroom door. Then, regardless of whether Shang Yunmiao could see him or not, he smiled slightly and turned to walk towards Zhang Xinyu.
"Class monitor, I wasn't here just now, why is everyone packing their bags?"
Zhang Xinyu, who had been observing Chen Bing since the beginning, answered almost without hesitation when the other party approached: "The power went out again. The multimedia system can't play audio, so many programs can't be played. Besides, it's too dark, so even if there are programs, you can't see anything clearly. The homeroom teacher just came over and asked if everyone was still going to do it. Most students said they wanted to go home early. So everyone divided their things, packed up, and got ready to go home."
After listening to Zhang Xinyu's account, Chen Bing frowned and summarized three questions.
First, there is no audio or video; second, the classroom is too dark to watch the program, and we can't expect students to use their phones for lighting.
third……
"Did Teacher Fang send the message about going home to the parents' group? Class monitor, are you in that group too?"
Although she was curious how Chen Bing knew about it when she had never sent a message in the parents' group or told her classmates, Zhang Xinyu answered immediately: "Yes, just a few minutes ago the teacher sent a message to the group about the power outage and holiday, asking parents who had time and were willing to pick up their children to send a message to the group after arriving at the school gate."
That's right. The third problem lies with Fang Anmin and his classmates. One wants to go home, and the other is helping them go home.
After summarizing, Chen Bing asked Zhang Xinyu in a serious tone, "Class monitor, you've been preparing for this New Year's Day for a long time. You not only managed the class funds and compiled and arranged everyone's performances, but you also spent several evening self-study sessions writing the opening speech yesterday, and today you went out to buy so many things for everyone. You must be very unwilling to let all your hard work go to waste because of a power outage, right?"
Zhang Xinyu was stunned for a moment. She hadn't thought of it that way before, but suddenly she felt that Chen Bing made sense, and the resentment hidden in her heart was gradually brought out.
But... everyone wants to go home, what can she do?
“I’ll solve the problem. Just give me an answer, class monitor. You’ve been class monitor for three whole years, so you must feel the strongest sense of belonging to this group. So, do you really want our last lively and joyful time in junior high to end so hastily?” Chen Bing’s eyes revealed determination. The confidence he had cultivated over the past ten years of smooth sailing in his life was on full display at this moment.
After a moment of silence, Zhang Xinyu nodded and said, "I support you."
A smile appeared on Chen Bing's face, and he immediately asked, "Did you buy any glow sticks or battery-powered fairy lights?"
"Yes, but not much, and the light is very weak, barely enough for illumination. You want to use those for lighting? I'm afraid that won't work."
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