The bus drove out of the school gate and drove all the way to the outskirts of the city. The scenery outside the window also changed from high-rise buildings to lush green countryside.

The classmates in the class were all excited about the topic of the picnic later. Some even ignored the reason for their trip and started eating while sitting in the car, completely treating this tomb-sweeping activity as a picnic.

But no matter what, the bus was still filled with a youthful atmosphere. It was a rare trip out of the school gate, and it was a group activity with classmates. It was impossible not to be excited. Even the class teacher didn't organize the discipline. The whole way was lively and noisy. Even the driver couldn't help but sigh that it was good to be young.

But compared with others, Yan Han was not so good.

He went to bed late last night, got up early in the morning, and didn't have breakfast. He was already drowsy, and the bus was shaking on the mountain road, which made him carsick.

It's not too serious. As long as he closes his eyes and doesn't think about it, he won't feel very uncomfortable. In order to ensure that he doesn't vomit, Yan Han sat there obediently, looking like he was closing his eyes and resting his mind.

But Lin Jianlu next to him quickly discovered his abnormality.

"Are you okay?" Lin Jianlu asked.

"Nothing, just a little carsick." Yan Han replied.

"You don't look very well, do you want some water?"

He said, and asked Wen Juerong next to him for a bottle of water.

The food for the picnic today ended up being purchased with Lin Jianlu's card, and then the cost was shared by several people, and the supplies were looked after by Wen Juerong and Qin Siyu.

Hearing that Yan Han was carsick, Qin Siyu quickly handed him a bottle of water, and Wen Juerong asked, "Brother Yan, did you miss breakfast again?"

"Hmm." Yan Han didn't want to talk at this moment.

Sometimes he got up late and didn't have time to go to the cafeteria to buy food, so he simply didn't eat in the morning.

He once tried to store some bread as dry food, but he would often forget to buy it when he ran out of it. Over time, Wen Juerong and the others had the impression that he often skipped breakfast.

"You can't do this. Skipping breakfast is very harmful to your health." Wen Juerong said.

Qin Siyu beside him also said: "Yes, your stomach will be bad after a long time. How about I buy breakfast for you in the future? Anyway, I go to the cafeteria every day."

Yan Han thanked them for their kindness. He was not feeling well at the moment, so he took the mineral water from Lin Jianlu and took a small sip.

Before handing it to him, Lin Jianlu had carefully unscrewed the bottle cap.

Yan Han thanked them again. He was still dizzy at this moment and obviously couldn't eat breakfast now.

Fortunately, they arrived at their destination after walking for about ten minutes.

Yan Han couldn't wait to run out of the car. He was still a little dizzy, but the air on the mountain was particularly fresh. It was cloudy today, and there was a scent of soil in the air.

Almost after he landed and took two steps, Brother Yan was resurrected with full blood!

He was completely resurrected, and he didn't feel uncomfortable anymore. It was almost impossible to imagine how he looked when he was pale just now.

However, several people obviously still remembered when he was extremely weak. If Yan Han hadn't been asked to stand in two rows after getting off the bus, he would have been forced to eat breakfast by now.

The team quickly organized itself. Since they were almost the tallest male and "female" students in the class, Yan Han and Lin Jianlu were in the same row and walked at the end of the team.

In front of them were Wen Juerong and Qin Siyu.

After counting the number of people, everyone stayed on the spot. The narrow mountain road could only allow two people to walk side by side, so they went up the mountain one class after another.

After the thirteenth class in front had finished walking, the class leader held the class flag and walked in the front, and the team followed one after another.

It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival.

It's not raining now, but the sky is extremely gloomy, with heavy dark clouds hanging in the sky, as if raindrops will fall at any time.

"It's so cloudy today, will the school cancel the camping if it rains?" Wen Juerong stretched out his chubby hands while walking, and childishly spread his palms upwards, wanting to test whether there were any raindrops falling.

"Don't talk nonsense." Qin Siyu next to him was afraid that he would talk nonsense, so she asked him to shut up quickly.

Yan Han followed behind them, watching the two people in front of him fighting and playing, and the sound of classmates whispering and talking in his ears, and suddenly felt that campus life was really fucking interesting.

He is an active person. He usually has to suppress his nature to study. But for Yan Han, this kind of group outdoor activities is like letting a fish into the sea. He just feels comfortable all over and his mind is much clearer. He is not as dazed as before due to lack of sleep.

... This mountain is nice, but it is too far from the school. Otherwise, he can go for a jog and morning exercise on weekends.

Yan Han thought.

He was trying hard to feel the unique charm of nature, but unfortunately the location of the cemetery is not high. It is only a few steps away.

There is a large open space like a square in front of the Martyrs Cemetery. A monument is built on it, and the cemetery is further down.

But the cemetery will not be open to them. All tomb sweeping ceremonies are carried out in this square.

Besides them, there were students from other schools and passersby who looked like tourists. Some of them were taking photos in front of the monument.

The coming and going of people brought some liveliness to this cloudy morning.

It was just that the scene was too lively, giving people the illusion that they were really here for a picnic. The

most lively group was a group

of elementary school students who looked only about thigh-high. ——The square was now basically occupied by elementary school students wearing red scarves and carrying small schoolbags.

The little kids in the distance were presenting flowers, holding banners, and being organized by the school to take photos. They were very busy.

In fact, what they had to do was similar. After arriving at the square, each student was given a flower, which would be placed in front of the monument later.

The flower was a small yellow flower of an unknown variety.

Unlike Wen Juerong and others who have participated in such activities since childhood, this is Yan Han's first time.

When he was in school, the school never organized such meaningful activities.

... Maybe there were, but he had never participated.

So everything now is a first experience for Yan Han, so he doesn't feel routine or boring.

He was just a little disappointed when he found out that the procedure was to lay flowers in front of the tombstone, sign on the banner, take a group photo and that was it.

After all, this meant that today's activity would probably not bring him any points.

Originally, he thought it was really about sweeping graves and helping to take care of the cemetery.

Now it seems that he thought too much.

Before this, he also thought that if he performed well, maybe he could open the treasure chest of "Virtue" today.

Now he realized that there was nothing to show.

The flower laying activity based on classes went on very quickly. They took two group photos next to it and stood for about half an hour before it was their class' turn.

The flower laying was still the kind where two classmates in the same row came forward to lay flowers together, and then put them down and left.

The students in front of them had gone through this process countless times, but when it came to Yan Han and Lin Jianlu's row, some discussions still rose and fell.

Especially the elementary school students next to them looked about seven or eight years old, they didn't know anything yet, and it was difficult to discipline them.

Even though they were asked by the teacher not to talk loudly, when they saw the two of them standing side by side to present flowers, some little kids couldn't help but say, "Brother and sister stand together so well, so beautiful!"

Yan Han: "..."

Brother Yan, who almost sprained his ankle, finally presented the flowers calmly and bowed politely to the monument.

...It doesn't matter, isn't it just being called sister? He's already used to it, he really won't collapse or care... No way!

Roaring in his heart, he returned to the team of Class 14, and then it was Class 15's turn to present flowers.

After this process, Lin Jianlu left the class team. The group activities and photo taking were completed, and it was time for him to do his job as a discipline committee member.

Yan Han became a person this time, and finally he was not so conspicuous.

After all the classes had presented flowers, a banner specially made by Lu Ze High School was spread on the ground. Every student and teacher present had to go up and sign their name as a souvenir.

As usual, one class came forward one by one, but the banner was very long, so all the students in the class could go up and sign together. The progress was unusually fast, so it was soon the turn of Class 14.

When Yan Han was lying on the ground signing, there were already many names on the banner.

He didn't look at it for long, and just found a corner to sign his name. Then Wen Juerong twisted his chubby body and rubbed over and wrote his name next to his name.

Yan Han: "..."

Wen Juerong planned the signatures nearby while writing, and finally signed Lin Jianlu's name on the right side of Yan Han's name.

The two names were neatly lined up in a row, and Wen Juerong's name was also written in the lower middle. The three names formed a very perfect triangle.

Because it was so perfect, it was actually quite eye-catching.

After all, the others really just found a place to sign.

Yan Han was confused: "What kind of operation is this?"

"Brother Dalin went to take care of school matters, so he asked me to sign for him." Wen Juerong said.

"Yes, I know he asked you to sign for him, but you..." Why did you have to sign his name so close to me?

"A family should be neat and tidy." Wen Juerong said as a matter of course.

"..."

Qin Siyu thought he made sense and signed her name near them.

So the triangle became a quadrilateral.

Then their class monitor came to join in the fun, and the quadrilateral then became a pentagon.

...

Other students found it interesting, and those who had not signed yet also ran over to sign. In the end, the circle centered on Yan Han and Lin Jianlu was filled with names, and finally the shape could not be seen.

Wen Juerong almost fainted!

The process is simple to say, and it was almost noon when all the activities were finally completed.

Miraculously, the sky cleared up at this time. The sun shone through the forest, which was not densely covered with trees, and the temperature rose a lot.

The school marked out an area in the forest, and each class found a place to have a picnic.

Because Wen Juerong and his classmates wanted to play cards, the monitor specially chose a place far away from where the teachers ate and led Class 14 to camp.

It was indeed time for dinner. After a whole morning of hard work, everyone was hungry. After choosing a location, they took out various foods from their backpacks and began to share the food with each other.

The lawn was not dirty or damp, so it was completely fine to sit on the ground.

Many people sat directly on the ground, mostly boys. Some would find a plastic bag to sit on. Only the more particular girls would bring a cushion before going out, and Yan Han was obviously not one of them.

He subconsciously thought that today was Friday anyway, and he had to do laundry on the weekend, so it didn't matter if his skirt got dirty, so he wanted to sit down on the ground like the other boys.

If he hadn't seen Qin Siyu take out a cushion wrapped in plastic from her schoolbag and put it on the ground, he wouldn't have noticed this detail at all!

At this time, he was only one step away from sitting on the ground.

The second before his buttocks touched the ground, Yan Han realized something was wrong and just braked. He was stunned with his hands on the ground and his buttocks only a few centimeters away from the lawn. He couldn't sit down or stand up.

Because it was a marginal area, the area where Class 14 was located was almost directly connected to the chassis of the elementary school students.

Not far away were some children who were also on a picnic organized by the school. Perhaps out of an instinctive attraction to beauty, some of the little kids kept looking at him.

At this moment, seeing his almost funny movements, they all laughed and pointed at him and said, "That beautiful sister is so funny!"

Yan Han: "..."

While the people around were surprised, Wen Juerong looked indifferent. He slowly stood up and shamelessly stretched out his hand to Wen Juerong: "Do you have a plastic bag? Give me one. I forgot to bring a cushion."

Wen Juerong seemed to be really used to his roughness. He took out a large bundle of old newspapers with a look of no surprise and said, "I knew that you would not forget to bring a cushion, so I prepared some equipment in advance, hahaha!"

"..."

Finally, they worked together to spread a layer of plastic sheeting on the grass, and then spread newspapers on it. The little group sat in a circle on the newspapers, leaving a space in the middle for playing cards.

Yan Han then looked around and found that Wen Juerong was the only one in the class who brought a newspaper.

His eyes couldn't help but change when he saw Wen Juerong, and he could even say that he was in awe!

Wen Juerong was particularly honest and said, "Of course you have to bring newspapers to the picnic. Do you expect the school to prepare them? How naive!"

"Where did you get the newspapers?" Not only Yan Han, but everyone around was stunned. After all, everyone lived on campus, and the picnic was only announced yesterday, so they couldn't even go home to get them!

"The lady who guards the dormitory downstairs wanted it." Wen Juerong said with his chest puffed out.

Everyone gave him a thumbs up.

When it comes to the social butterfly, it has to be Wen Juerong, no one else can compare.

After a while, Lin Jianlu came back, and when everyone had almost finished eating, Wen Juerong excitedly took out the poker cards and prepared to start today's battle.

Finally, the picnic was exciting. The nosy head teacher also went to the side to eat with other teachers. Otherwise, it would not be against the school rules to bring poker cards to the picnic. It's just that I was afraid that someone would nag for no reason, so the card game was quickly set up. The

study life in school is very boring, and there are not many opportunities to play poker with classmates like this.

Yan Han loves playing, and he doesn't use this little time to study when he's out. He just lets go and plays poker with Wen Juerong and the others.

However, among Wen Juerong's original poker friends, Lin Jianlu rejected their invitation, saying that he was not very good at it, and chose to watch the game from the side. Judging from

Lin Jianlu's serious look, he probably doesn't like playing poker either. Others didn't force it, anyway, there were so many people, and they could just pick anyone to play a game.

Not to mention, the game was quite intense. It was

obvious that the people who played were all veterans, who played often and were quite good at it.

Their rule is that the loser will put a small piece of paper on his face after getting wet. The winner can choose to take off a piece of paper or put another piece of paper on the loser's face. This reward and punishment measure is quite interesting. After a few rounds, only Yan Han's face is still clean.

He has lost before, but he always wins the next time and takes off the paper.

It must be said that Yan Han is the one who stands out among the group of people. His luck is not very good, but he is experienced and has practiced counting cards.

After all, he has eaten rice and flour for a few more years than others, and he used to play cards with his friends. He has played everything, so naturally he has more skills than others.

However, even though the battle was one-sided, the atmosphere was still very harmonious. The main reason was that Yan Han had two very exciting reversals, and even the students who were watching him playing cards could not help but sigh in amazement.

"Fuck, you are so fierce, Brother Yan, how did you know that he had all the pairs in his hand and was reluctant to split them?"

"I guessed." Yan Han shuffled the cards calmly.

The opponent played the cards too quickly just now, and there were only two cards left in his hand, while Yan Han still had at least seven or eight cards in his hand.

He intercepted the opponent with the biggest card before the opponent had played all of them, and then began to split the pairs in his hand, dealing single cards one by one.

The opponent had two Ks left, which was originally the biggest in the pair, but Yan Han dealt single cards, and he did not dare to split them to deal, because once he was dealt with by others, there was only one K left, and it was completely useless. By the time he reacted and wanted to split them to deal, it was too late.

Just like that, they had to watch Yan Han put all the cards in his hand away.

"Brother Yan, you are so mean. Did you do that at the beginning to make me relax my vigilance?!" The man came to his senses, and everyone else ran away. In the end, only two people were left to duel. Because the opponent didn't care about what he played, he got arrogant at the end and put all the big single cards away. Unexpectedly, he fell into the trap of this man.

"Hahaha." Yan Han laughed, not hiding his little tricks.

He put the shuffled cards in the middle and said rather shamelessly: "Understand, who said I have bad luck and don't have any big cards."

Then there was another round of heroic laughter.

In an instant, the whole back mountain was echoing with his laughter, crisp and hearty, making students from other classes in the distance look in his direction.

"It's that Yan Han again..." In the first class of the liberal arts department, two girls surrounded Gong Yuxue and started to chatter.

"I heard that she is very popular in the fourteenth class, and all the classmates in her class like her."

"She has Lin Jianlu as her deskmate, and they...he is actually sitting behind her and looking at cards?!..."

Hearing Lin Jianlu's name, Gong Yuxue suddenly glared at the girl who was talking.

The girl quickly fell silent and dared not mention it again. After a while, someone else couldn't hide their jealousy and said:

"The monitor of the fourteenth class is too unruly. He just let the classmates in his class do such nonsense!"

"Haha, didn't you hear that the teachers can't control Yan Han..."

In another direction, the students of the seventeenth and eighteenth classes were all sitting on the lawn. Occasionally, some students were fighting and making trouble, but the atmosphere was far less lively than the other side.

After the last incident, those girls who liked to stir up trouble have all stopped making trouble. Some even disappeared and transferred to another school because they couldn't stay in the school.

Those like Yu Jing who couldn't transfer to another school could only endure the hardship in the school. However, she was beaten back to her original state and could no longer be arrogant. She was like a rat crossing the street and couldn't raise her head in front of her classmates. Everyone in the class began to distance themselves from her. She suffered the cold violence that she had once imposed on others.

In addition, Yan Han, who was "bullied", jumped to Class 14. This week, Classes 17 and 18 were all in an awkward and weird atmosphere.

A group of bad boys who were good at fighting and making trouble could only look at Class 14 with envy, and suddenly felt that their campus life was not that colorful.

"Why did Wei Ningxin go out for training this week? When will he be back?" Several classmates sighed. They missed the days when their class was the most powerful in the school.

Most of the students from other classes who liked to play and move around chose to go over and watch the fun.

It was free time, and Yan Han and his classmates were getting more and more lively, attracting more and more students to watch.

At this time, people from other classes even regretted not bringing poker.

Of course, as the number of onlookers increased, not everyone could squeeze in next to Yan Han to watch.

What's more, Lin Jianlu was sitting next to him from beginning to end, and his aura formed a transparent wall. No one dared to approach him, and Yan Han was isolated from the outside.

After shuffling the cards again, Yan Han picked up a card with his slender white fingers and took a look at it. Yan Han always had a habit of clasping all the cards in his hand together.

I have an idea in my mind at a glance, but I don’t organize them until I finally catch them all.

This time he continued to draw cards like this, but suddenly he heard a commotion not far away, mostly children crying, and a few adults shouting over there.

The scene suddenly became chaotic. Many people on their side didn't realize what was going on and looked at the source of the sound in confusion.

As far as the eye could see, they saw several little kids tumbling and crawling around, some of them were running towards them crying and screaming.

Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what was going on, and suddenly they heard someone shouting: "Run! There's a pervert hacking people!"

When Yan Han heard this shout, he stood up before everyone else.