Chapter 34 Bombing the School
On Saturday, the girls met at the commercial street in the city.
The appointment time was at three o'clock in the afternoon. Jiang Zhao arrived near the mall ten minutes early and sent a message to the cheerleading team's small group.
Jiang Zhao: I’m here. Where are you?
Chen Huaijin: I'm on the subway, the next stop is here
Chen Huaijin: Are you not late?
Jiang Zhao: No, I arrived early.
Lu Qihua: We’re at the intersection, there’s a traffic light.
Chen Bailing: I'm stuck in traffic [crying]
Jiang Zhao looked at Chen Bailing's expression, which was trying to hide something but making it more obvious, and typed.
Jiang Zhao: Tell me honestly, have you been out?
Chen Bailing: Just released...
Chen Bailing: My home is very close
Chen Bailing: I swear I will be late for no more than 20 minutes
Chen Bailing: You guys go find a shop and sit down and wait for me.
Jiang Zhao sighed.
There were a lot of people in the commercial street on weekends. She looked around and took a picture of the Starbucks on the corner: I'm waiting for you at Starbucks, would you like something to drink?
Chen Bailing: A large Matcha Frappuccino without cream.
Chen Bailing: [Red envelope]
Note: My treat.
Jiang Zhao was not modest and clicked it to see that it was one hundred and fifty.
Rich people.
She could forgive Chen Bailing for being late.
Jiang Zhao: @Lu Qihua @Chen Huaijin what are you drinking?
Chen Huaijin: I don’t want it anymore…
Jiang Zhao: I've taken the money, it would be a waste if I don't order it.
Chen Huaijin: That oolong tea.
Lu Qihua: Latte with less ice.
Jiang Zhao also ordered a chocolate Frappuccino for himself. There weren't many people in Starbucks, so the drink was ready quickly.
Jiang Zhao sat at the large square table in the center with a tray.
The girl across from him was taking a photo of the coffee, so Jiang Zhao moved to avoid being in the photo.
The girl noticed Jiang Zhao's actions and smiled apologetically at her.
The first to arrive was Lu Qihua.
Lu Qihua sat down opposite her, Jiang Zhao pushed her latte to her, and Lu Qihua said thank you.
At this time, a mother and son came over and sat at the low table at the back.
The child looked no more than two or three years old. The woman put the cake and coffee on the table and spoke in fluent American English.
"Would you like somecake? What should you say?"
The child stammered, "May I have some cake?"
The woman hugged the child and said, "That's great. Now, what's next?"
"Use a fork."
“Speak English.”
…
There was a foreign teacher in Mingyuan No. 1 Middle School. Jiang Zhao remembered that when he was in the first grade of junior high school, the foreign teacher played the game of passing the flower in the class.
The foreign teacher took the eraser and passed it among the students. He turned his back and knocked on the blackboard. When he stopped, whoever the eraser was passed to had to stand up and introduce himself.
The first person to receive the message was Jiang Zhao.
Jiang Zhao stood up in a daze, unable to utter a single word. After the foreign teacher encouraged her for a long time, she finally dared to stammer, "My...my name is Jiang Zhao."
Without saying a single word, he sat down immediately.
In order to liven up the atmosphere, the foreign teacher asked the classmates to applaud her.
There was sparse applause in the classroom, but it made Jiang Zhao feel very uncomfortable.
The next person to be called was Wang Jiayu.
Jiang Zhao had long forgotten what she said. She only remembered that Wang Jiayu spoke for a long time and the foreign teacher said "Good" several times.
Seeing Jiang Zhao staring intently, Lu Qihua also looked back following her gaze.
She turned around and said, "Now, you need a bilingual exam to enter kindergarten."
Jiang Zhao was shocked: "So curly?"
"Yes." Lu Qihua stirred his latte with a straw and said slowly, "I memorized 300 Tang poems at the age of three, finished elementary school math at the age of five, and mastered three languages at the age of seven, all for the chance to get into Mingyuan No. 1 Middle School at the age of twelve."
Jiang Zhao laughed at himself: "Then I guess I won't be able to pass the exam. I only learned Good Morning in junior high school."
Lu Qihua chuckled: "Being too modest is arrogance. Even if you can't pass the exam, the school will recruit you just for your math scores."
"Then I have to become a hacker boss at the age of three, create a global assassination organization at the age of five, and retire at the age of seven."
"Then you should have assassinated Ning Zhiyuan earlier."
Lu Qihua is tall and slim, with a pair of phoenix eyes, and looks cold.
On weekdays in the activity room, during breaks from dancing, she always holds a book and reads it. In one week, she has changed three books. This is the first time Jiang Zhao has seen her rebellious and lively side.
Jiang Zhao smiled, then remembered: "Why hasn't Huai Jin come yet?"
It was clearly said a long time ago that it would be here soon.
Lu Qihua opened his phone and hesitated for a moment: "She... is lost..."
"ah?"
In the group, Chen Huaijin has sent several messages.
Chen Huaijin: Which intersection should I take?
Chen Huaijin: Why can’t I find Starbucks?
Chen Huaijin: Help!
Chen Huaijin: @Jiang Zhao@Chen Bailing@Lu Qihua
Jiang Zhao quickly replied: Send me your location.
Chen Huaijin: [Positioning]
Jiang Zhao: You seem to be going the wrong way...heading north.
Chen Huaijin: Where is the north?
In the end, Jiang Zhao had to let Chen Huaijin turn on the camera and successfully directed her to the gathering place.
When she arrived, Chen Bailing had already arrived.
Chen Bailing was very proud: "I'm not the last one."
Chen Bailing wore a one-piece tight skirt today, a flesh-colored base, long boots, exaggerated big earrings, and exquisite makeup, which was particularly eye-catching.
Jiang Zhao was speechless: "Twenty minutes late and with full makeup on?"
Chen Bailing tilted her head back and rubbed her eyes to let Jiang Zhao admire her purple colored contact lenses. "I'm preparing for our performance. We'll do our makeup like this. I've already bought false eyelashes and colored contact lenses. I'm sure you'll all look beautiful."
Chen Huaijin asked, "Have you decided what we should wear?"
Chen Bailing took out his phone, leaned on the table, and opened WeChat: "I asked Su Chen yesterday, and the second class has bought it."
She opened the picture in the dialog box: "Let's just not collide with them."
Class 2 chose blue and white short tops and short skirts.
A very standard cheerleading uniform, with a bit of a sailor style.
Lu Qihua: "Isn't the style similar in every class?"
Chen Bailing: “That’s right.”
Jiang Zhao thought for a moment and said, "How about asking what color our class's basketball uniforms are?"
Lu Qihua: "Is it the same color as theirs?"
Chen Huaijin: "I think it's okay."
Chen Bailing: "Then I'll ask the class monitor, and by the way, ask if the cheerleading team has class funding."
Lu Qihua: "Probably not? Even if there is, it's very little."
Chen Huaijin whispered, "Isn't it a bad idea to take class fees?"
"No class fees required, I'll pay for it." Jiang Zhao said those three words proudly: "Buy whatever you want."
Chen Bailing: "Then I'll search for luxury brands that have cheerleading uniforms."
Jiang Zhao: "Okay."
Chen Bailing was originally joking, but when he heard it, he looked up and said, "Wife, are you rich? I don't want to work hard anymore."
Jiang Zhao: "You still have to work hard. I don't like idiots."
Chen Bailing: "Divorce."
"Did the squad leader reply to you?" Lu Qihua asked.
"Let me see." Chen Bailing said as she picked up the phone, "Don't be afraid it's yellow or green."
She glanced at it: "Black and gold."
Jiang Zhao likes it very much.
Lu Qihua and Chen Huaijin also agreed, so Chen Bailing raised his fist and said, "Let's go."
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