Chapter 45 No Target
Zhao Yi’s face flushed red, “Zhang Guoliang, you are still as selfish and arrogant as before.”
Zhang Guoliang looked around again, “Okay, you can say whatever you want, I just ask you to leave quickly, leave Ningcheng quickly.”
“Teacher Zhao is here to take me to participate in the math competition, not to find you.” Li Wenxi showed his admission ticket and looked at Zhang Guoliang.
Zhang Guoliang then noticed Li Wenxi standing next to him. He stared at her admission ticket for two seconds and said, "Who would have thought that you, Lingdao Middle School, would come to participate in the math competition
?" "Zhang Guoliang, you are still as narcissistic as before. I was blind to like you before. Also, why can't our Lingdao Middle School participate in the math competition?"
"Your school is participating just to serve as a foil. Who knows if you signed up to find me? I don't care what you say. Just remember what you said and don't come to find me." After Zhang Guoliang finished speaking, he rode away on his 28-bar bicycle.
Zhao Yiyi was so angry that he stood there for a long time.
Li Wenxi saw people coming and going around, and bicycles kept shuttling back and forth. He felt a little unsafe, so he took her to sit on a stone bench by the lake not far away and accompanied her silently.
After a long time, Zhao Yiyi suddenly spoke, "The man just now was called Zhang Guoliang. We were college classmates and had been dating for four years. When we were assigned jobs after graduation, based on our grades in school, we should both have been assigned to work at Ningcheng No. 1 Middle School. But after the assignment list came out, I was assigned to Lingdao Middle School, and Zhang Guoliang broke up with me, saying that we would not work in the same place in the future. Not long after, Zhang Guoliang married Zhuang Jie, who was also assigned to Ningcheng No. 1 Middle School. A classmate of mine told me that my place in Ningcheng No. 1 Middle School was replaced by Zhuang Jie using his connections."
After hearing this, Li Wenxi finally understood why Teacher Zhao was silent when walking on the campus of Ningcheng No. 1 Middle School. Although Lingdao No. 1 Middle School is better than her former Shiqiao Middle School, it is incomparable to Ningcheng No. 1 Middle School. Moreover, Teacher Zhao not only faced a gap in work, but also emotional changes. You can imagine how complicated her mood was.
Zhao Yiyi covered her face, took a deep breath and said, "Xiaoxi, I'm sorry, I shouldn't tell you this. You are still a student and shouldn't listen to these bad things."
Li Wenxi handed the handkerchief to Zhao Yiyi, "It doesn't matter, Teacher Zhao, you will feel better if you say it out." He smiled and said, "God sent you to Lingdao No. 1 Middle School, maybe just to give me a bargain. If it weren't for Teacher Zhao, I would definitely not be able to come to Ningcheng No. 1 Middle School to see the world. "
This made Teacher Zhao smile slightly, "If you can enter the finals, you must do well in the exam. It will be good for you to participate in more such competitions, and I think you have a talent in mathematics."
Li Wenxi smiled and said, "Okay, then I will go buy the math competition book later, Teacher Zhao, please help me choose the book."
Finally, Zhao Yiyi accompanied Li Wenxi to the bookstore to pick out a book of real questions for the National Junior High School Mathematics Competition, and bought extracurricular tutoring books for various subjects.
He also bought a calligraphy copybook for Li Wenhua, a razor for Li Hongbin, and a bag of snacks for Aunt Sun.
He treated Teacher Zhao to a soda. He wanted to buy her other things, but Teacher Zhao disagreed, saying that students' money should not be spent.
After returning to school, Teacher Zhao was a little embarrassed to talk to Li Wenxi when he thought about what happened that day.
So much so that the classmates in the class speculated that Li Wenxi did so badly in the exam that Teacher Zhao didn't want to talk to her.
"I think it's probably because she deserved it. Teacher Zhao is really ignorant. Our Dong Ge is so good, but he didn't take our Dong Ge, but took that country girl to participate in the competition. She got full marks in the last midterm exam because she was lucky." Lin Guocai said gloatingly.
Li Wenting said, "She knows how to curry favor with Teacher Zhao. My dad is only partial to her because of her currying favor with him. We don't have her ability."
"It's useless for her to participate in this competition. She just wants to go to Ningcheng to see something new. We can go to Ningcheng by ourselves. As for currying favor with others, her life is really boring."
Several people were standing at the back of the classroom and talking. Suddenly, they saw Li Wenxi enter the classroom. They quickly fell silent and turned their heads away, not daring to look Li Wenxi in the eye.
Li Wenxi, who came back from the toilet during the break, saw the expressions of these people and knew that they would definitely talk about herself. But she didn't care at all. She had so many things to do now, so how could she have the energy to care about other people's gossip.
She has set a goal, to be admitted to Ningcheng No. 1 Middle School! ! !
Thinking about this goal, her heart is burning.
Recently, she has been working on the tutoring books she bought for various subjects, and found that they are significantly more difficult than the exercise books issued by the school. The knowledge points covered are also more comprehensive.
After school in the afternoon, Li Wenxi's group was on duty, sweeping the floor and wiping the blackboard.
Because she left late, she happened to run into Teacher Zhao who was also leaving the school.
When Zhao Yiyi saw Li Wenxi, she was not as awkward as before and took the initiative to greet her and said with a smile: "Are you on duty today?"
Li Wenxi nodded, thought for a while, and finally asked: "Teacher Zhao, the math competition..."
Before she finished speaking, Teacher Zhao took the initiative to take over the topic: "The results of the math competition are not out yet. I will tell you when they are out. Don't worry."
Li Wenxi breathed a sigh of relief. She thought that she really didn't do well in the exam, so Teacher Zhao didn't tell her about this in the past few days.
"The transportation on our island is inconvenient. Even if the results are out, we will definitely know it one or two days later than others." Zhao Yiyi comforted her.
The two talked as they walked. Zhao Yiyi's dormitory was also in the family courtyard.
The family courtyard specially built a single dormitory for the teachers of Lingdao No. 1 Middle School.
As he was walking to the gate of his family compound, he saw several soldiers in green uniforms coming towards him.
"Xiaoxi." One of them called out.
Li Wenxi immediately saw Li Hongbin among them, "Dad."
"Today is the winter solstice, and several of Dad's comrades-in-arms came to our house to make dumplings. Now is a good time for them to go back together." Li Hongbin pointed at the people behind him and smiled.
Li Wenxi called him uncle obediently.
"Captain, I'm so young, how can I become an uncle." One of the men, who looked to be 27 or 28, wailed.
"Qianliang, you are thick-skinned and look like an uncle." Someone next to him smiled and responded.
Li Hongbin ignored them and smiled at Zhao Yiyi, saying, "Teacher Zhao, I went to Ningcheng for the exam last time. Thank you for taking care of our little girl. Let's eat dumplings at my house today. We made a lot of dumplings today."
Zhao Yiyi waved her hands and blushed when she saw the soldiers. "No, no, no trouble." She left in a hurry.
Qian Liang looked at Teacher Zhao's fleeing back for a long time, then approached Li Hongbin and asked, "Captain, does Teacher Zhao have a date?"
"How would I know that? Maybe she's already married." Li Hongbin instantly understood what his subordinate meant. Looking at his bright eyes, he said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll go ask later."
"Teacher Zhao is not married, and he doesn't have a partner." Li Wenxi, who was following him, suddenly said.
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