"That's enough." After saying that, Chen Bing turned around and walked to the podium. He patted Ma Shaolong on the shoulder again and took out the six hundred yuan in red bills that Uncle Shang had just given him and waved them in front of him.
Ma Shaolong, who was busy dividing the cake and had no time to pay attention to anything else, caught a glimpse of those large bills out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but take notice.
"What's wrong, Bing-ge?"
"Brother Long, out of all the people in the class, you're the only one I trust. Take this money and do me a favor, okay?" Chen Bing said, forcefully stuffing the money into Ma Shaolong's arms.
Feeling trusted, Ma Shaolong's eyes revealed a righteous and firm determination.
"Brother Bing, just tell me, what do you need me to do?"
"Hey, Brother Long, you're famous at school and have a wide network of connections in other classes. I'd like you to call a few of your good brothers and split up to take this money to other classes and buy the things they're buying for New Year's Day."
The most important thing is to buy the sound system, flashlights, colored lights, glow sticks, etc. that they rent. After the party, the students mainly take away the food; you can probably keep some of what I just mentioned. Buy the rest if you think it's worth it.
I observed on my way here that the second-year students received the news later, so there shouldn't be many left yet, and the items probably haven't been distributed completely. Even if most of them have left, the class committee members responsible for managing the mess should still be here; we can ask them to buy the items.
Of course, teachers from other classes might be there too, but even so, I believe you can do it, Brother Long.
After rattling off this long string of words, before Ma Shaolong could even process what he had just said, he immediately asked, "Brother Ma, did you bring your phone? Do you have data?"
"There is...there is traffic."
“That’s fine. I only have six hundred in cash, which might not be enough. I’ll transfer another five thousand to you. You can decide how to handle it. I’m entrusting everything to you.” With that, Chen Bing quickly transferred five thousand yuan to Ma Shaolong in front of him.
After recovering from Chen Bing's extravagant spending, Ma Shaolong imagined himself flaunting his wealth in front of his girlfriend in the second year of junior high, and he was so excited he could hardly breathe. He knew Chen Bing was spending so much money on those junk items to throw a New Year's Eve party. Although he currently wanted to go home, compared to this exciting and pretentious shopping spree, going home was nothing!
Time was of the essence, so he immediately called out to his good friends who were busy cutting the cake, and they put down their cakes without hesitation and followed him.
As the group ran to the classroom door, Ma Shaolong seemed to suddenly remember something and ran back to Chen Bing, asking, "Brother Bing! Who's going to cut the cake?"
“I’ll have Zhang Xinyu handle the distribution. She’s not as capable as you, so this is a perfect fit for her.”
"Okay!!!" Ma Shaolong shouted excitedly, grinning from ear to ear as he ran off. Chen Bing also rushed back to the podium, first waving to Zhang Xinyu who was standing in the distance, then calling out to the class, "Why are there so few girls here? There's still a lot of cake left. Is it because the boys are the ones cutting the cake, so you don't want to come? How about we have the class monitor help you?"
Turning to Zhang Xinyu, who had come to her side, Chen Bing said, "Thank you, class monitor. The girls in the class haven't had any cake yet. You're the class monitor, so you have a lot of responsibility. After you've distributed the cake, please organize everyone to prepare the venue for the party. Ma Shaolong and the others have already gone to prepare things. I'll go talk to the class teacher right away."
After saying that, Chen Bing, quite ungratefully, didn't wait for the other party's reply and turned to go out to find Fang Anmin.
In the darkness, his gaze swept over one familiar face after another. Most of these people had been with him day and night for nearly three years, starting from the first year of junior high school.
Their puzzled, confused, and strange looks made Chen Bing stop in his tracks. He turned his head, glanced at the large plastic bags he had just thrown at the classroom door, then picked them up and called out to Jiang Yu, Cai Kunnan, and Liu Yuan, who were looking at him, "Jiang Yu, Cai Kunnan, Liu Yuan, come and help me out."
Upon hearing Chen Bing's call, the three immediately came to help.
"These are snacks and toys I bought for my classmates. There aren't many, so please share them and try to make sure everyone gets some." After saying that, he looked at Han Xingyue, Zhang Anran, and others not far away and called out, "Han Xingyue! I saw the dance you practiced during recess. You danced very well, and I'm sure everyone will like it."
After saying that, he glanced at Song Ze standing next to him and said to him in a low voice with a sarcastic tone, "Didn't you have something you wanted to tell Wenxin on New Year's Day? You've been putting it off, so why don't you just not tell her at all?"
After doing all this, he didn't even have time to pay attention to Shang Yunmiao beside him. He turned around and ran out of the classroom to find the most crucial person, Fang Anmin.
Chen Bing's efforts were recognized by luck. He had only run a few steps after leaving home when he happened to see Fang Anmin walking towards the classroom.
He took two steps to block the other person's path and then asked, "Teacher, are you going to the classroom to notify someone's parents to come pick them up?"
Seeing Chen Bing's fierce aura, Fang Anmin was slightly taken aback at first, and then answered yes after a moment's hesitation.
"Du Chengxin's dad is here to pick him up. I'll go over and tell him."
Upon hearing this, Chen Bing breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "Just now, when Shang Yunmiao and I asked for leave to go out to Shangping to buy things, we happened to run into Shang Yunmiao's father."
Director Shang! Fang Anmin's heart tightened as well. Before Chen Bing could continue, he asked, "Oh, did you chat with him when you met?"
"We chatted. He asked me how my studies were going lately, what had happened at school, if there were any teachers I disliked, if there were any disciplinary issues at school, and how good the substitute teachers were. Finally, he asked me how I was doing as a class teacher. Another thing was that I heard the Education Bureau was thinking of transferring our school's current Principal Pan to Zhaoyang No. 1 Middle School." Chen Bing's mouth was like a machine gun, and she rattled off this string of words almost without thinking.
Given how targeted this was, Fang Anmin certainly didn't believe Shang Zhengxin would ask such a question. However, since Chen Bing had said these things, he must have had his reasons.
"How did you answer Director Shang?"
“I told him that Shang Yunmiao and I had to go back to prepare for the New Year’s Eve party, and I would tell him the details when we got home.”
After saying this, Chen Bing didn't bother to beat around the bush anymore. He said directly, "Neither Shang Yunmiao nor I have ever had a New Year's Eve party before. We were in the mood this year, but it turned out like this because of the power outage."
The students in the class are busy preparing for the party right now, and it would be a real downer if any of their parents came to pick them up.
After listening, Fang Anmin was silent for a moment before replying, "Speaking of which, there seem to be some things in the class that need to be dealt with when all the students are present. This was my oversight. It seems a bit too early to have the parents pick us up now; I need to tell them right away."
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