Chapter 79
Lu Shenxing pulled out the chair with mottled red paint and sat down on the podium.
Everyone wailed, "Why did the King of Hell come so early today? Evening study hasn't started yet!"
Wang Hui, in particular, was so excited that he wanted to spit blood. He squeezed out a little money from his teeth every day and saved for half a month. In the afternoon, he excitedly ran to buy the latest tape, which contained several songs by the recently popular Little Tigers.
He was waiting to share, show off, and brag with everyone, but before he even finished playing a single song, the excitement he had built up was pent up.
In the entire class, only Wu Yuan felt uncomfortable.
Lu Shenxing was calm and composed, marking the test papers despite the melancholy atmosphere floating in the classroom. He casually ticked with his red ballpoint pen. The vocabulary in the third year of high school was much simpler than it was back then.
The times were far behind, and the low prices often made him unable to believe it. Anyone with a Nokia or a Motorola in his pocket was considered a rich man.
Lu Shenxing straightened out the graded papers. The atmosphere in the classroom made him a little irritated.
The class was never completely silent. Even when no one was talking to each other, there would be sneezing, coughing, blowing noses, spitting, moving tables and chairs, books falling to the ground, and so on.
It never ends.
At seven o'clock, Lu Shenxing started playing the listening test. He intentionally or unintentionally moved the tape recorder towards the door, closer to Wu Yuan.
Everyone started reading aloud, and many students were taking advantage of the situation by eating, humming songs, dozing off, passing notes, and doing all kinds of things.
Lu Shenxing has learned to turn a blind eye. He was also a student and felt that it was his own fault and could not be forced.
He stood up and stretched his arms and legs, then walked to stand in front of Wu Yuan's desk. The other party supported his head with his hands, covering half of his face, as if he was thinking. This posture had not changed since he entered the classroom.
Lu Shenxing knocked on the table, and the students around him immediately turned their attention to Wu Yuan.
Wu Yuan slowly put his hand down.
Lu Shenxing half leaned against the edge of the table and casually picked up the tutoring materials on the top pile and started to look through them.
Wu Yuan's nerves were tense as he nervously solved the problem, taking every step carefully. He checked the formulas again and again to confirm the answer.
He didn't know that Lu Shenxing was terrible at other subjects except English and couldn't understand them at all.
Lu Shenxing left after the evening self-study session ended, and touched Wu Yuan's little finger before leaving.
Wu Yuan's heart was beating in his throat. He didn't know what was going on, but he felt that the man was teasing him so blatantly.
Wang Hui was startled when he turned around, "Wu Yuan, why is your face red?"
Wu Yuan hesitated for a moment before looking at Wang Hui. His cheeks were abnormally flushed, and even his ears were red.
"You don't have a fever, do you?" Wang Hui stretched out his hand towards Wu Yuan's face, but before his fingertips even touched him, it was slapped away forcefully.
Wang Hui gasped in pain, his face drooling. "Touching you won't cause any loss of flesh, is it really necessary to have such a big reaction?"
Wu Yuan wiped his face, took a deep breath, and was about to get up and leave when he heard Wang Hui say, "Are you and your girlfriend having sex?"
His hair stood on end. "Which one?"
Wang Hui winked ambiguously, "That!"
Wu Yuan put on a serious face and pretended to be calm. "I don't know what you are talking about."
Pfft, Wang Hui showed an unfathomable expression, and then his face was full of happiness, "I understand, Lin Lin and I did that too, I can't stop thinking about it for several days, really, now I see her in my lunch box."
Wu Yuan was horrified. Were they thinking the same thing?
"Did you stick out your tongue?" Wang Hui said, as if he didn't tell anyone. "Lin Lin had a cold. We did that and she was fine the next day. You can try it too. It's guaranteed to work."
It turned out that they were talking about kissing. Wu Yuan pursed his lips unconsciously. Can doing that cure a cold?
The next moment his expression changed, his focus was misplaced.
Someone outside the classroom shouted, "Wang Hui, there's a beautiful woman looking for you!"
"Here I come." Wang Hui jumped out while holding onto the table.
Wu Yuan put the books on the table in order one by one. He absentmindedly scratched the table with a pencil sharpener. When he came to his senses, a word had already been carved there.
He scratched it quickly.
"Wu Yuan, do you want to read this storybook?"
Liu Yihan finished speaking softly. Seeing that Wu Yuan didn't care at all, he deliberately pushed the corner of the table away and walked away angrily holding the book.
Wu Yuan held onto the table, puzzled.
The next morning, Wu Yuan received a love letter hidden in his English book, exactly on the page he was supposed to recite that day.
I dreamed of you last night.
The handwriting was illegible, with only one sentence and no signature. Wu Yuan's first reaction was that man. His throat was dry, and he tore up the paper to destroy it.
Lu Shenxing, who was standing in the bathroom, sneezed. He turned on the faucet, and the water bottle exploded as soon as he picked it up, causing several large blisters on his arm.
The ticket collector saw him leave like that and quickly stretched his neck to ask, "Teacher Zhang, don't you want the bottle shell anymore?"
Lu Shenxing's face darkened, "No."
When the old man heard this, he quickly ran over to pour out the broken gallbladder and went back with the still new shell.
It was August that day, and the blisters were even more painful because of sweating all the time. Lu Shenxing was suffering. When he was writing on the blackboard, the blisters had connected into a geometric shape.
Everyone looked at Lu Shenxing with sympathy. Some female classmates took a quick look and quickly looked away. It seemed that the people who were watching were in more pain than those who were burned.
Wu Yuan looked at it for a long time. He made a lot of mistakes in writing words in that class.
After school, Wu Yuan went to the shop to make a phone call. He put the receiver to his right ear and said, "Uncle Four, it's me, Wu Yuan. I'm looking for my mom."
The middle-aged man in the hardware store put the phone aside and shouted outside, "Cuixiu, your son is looking for you!"
Wang Cuixiu in the shop was counting meal tickets. These were used by students to buy buns and steamed buns, and could be used to buy things in the store.
She ran over when she heard the shouting, "Hello, hello, Xiao Yuan, it's mommy."
Wu Yuan lowered his head and asked, "Mom, if my arm is burned, is there any way to make it heal faster?"
Wang Cuixiu was horrified when she heard this. "What? Where did you get burned?"
Wu Yuan said, "It's not me."
Wang Cuixiu breathed a sigh of relief, "What burned you, boiling water or fire?
Wu Yuanmo stroked the phone line. "Boil water."
Wang Cuixiu asked, "Are there blisters?"
Wu Yuan hummed, "It's out."
Wang Cuixiu said, "Use a needle to pop the blister, don't tear off the skin, it will heal in a few days."
After hanging up the phone, Wu Yuan took out two cents from his pocket and gave it to the boss.
He walked into the corridor and stopped for a long time before he reluctantly went up to the third floor and knocked on the door on the left.
Lu Shenxing opened the door and saw the young man at the door. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Come in."
Wu Yuan didn't move. "Heal the blisters on your arms..."
Lu Shenxing interrupted him, "Come in and talk."
Wu Yuan pursed his lips, stepped inside, and the moment the door closed behind him, he regretted it.
"Pop those blisters, they'll heal faster."
Seeing that he wanted to leave, Lu Shenxing said, "I can't do it with my backhand, come and help me."
Holding the needle nervously, Wu Yuan swallowed his saliva, steadied his arm, and poke all the blisters on Lu Shenxing's arm in one go.
Lu Shenxing felt both pain and itchiness, "Sit down for a moment, let the teacher talk to you."
What to talk about?
Wu Yuan frowned and said, "I'm going to the cafeteria to get some food." If I'm late, I'll have to wait in a long line, which will be troublesome.
Of course I know that Lu Shenxing pretended not to hear.
Wu Yuan sat stiffly on the chair, reaching into his pocket every now and then to feel around, then taking his hand out and putting it back in again.
Lu Shenxing had already noticed it. He smiled helplessly and asked, "You have Thumbelina in your pocket?"
The corners of Wu Yuan's mouth twitched.
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