Chapter 52
After the tenth day of the first lunar month, the first part of the large-scale disaster film "Back to School! Back to School!" and the second part of the large-scale disaster film "Make Up Homework! Make Up Homework!" were staged in various parts of the country.
Qi Ying doesn't have this worry. She likes going to school and does her homework well.
It’s the beginning of spring and the weather is still chilly, but new buds have sprouted on the branches on the street, a touch of green among the withered yellow, which makes people feel better.
After arriving at school, the teachers of each subject arranged for class representatives to collect homework. Qi Ying had a good personality, and those students who were still rushing to finish their history homework asked her to give them more time, and she agreed.
Yue Li shared the specialties she brought back from her grandparents' home in the countryside with the students around her. Qi Ying liked the bag of apricot preserves she gave her very much. They were made by Yue Li's grandmother herself, and had been stored for a whole winter. They were sour, sweet, crisp and delicious, and were many times better than those sold outside.
She ate half of it, but couldn't bear to finish it, so she sealed the opening, rolled it up and put it in her school uniform pocket.
Yue Li ate too much delicious and greasy food during the Chinese New Year, and several pimples appeared on her forehead. She leaned over the table and squeezed the pimples in front of the mirror while asking Qi Ying: "Yingying, you could hear last semester, so can you speak this semester? I really want to hear your voice, it must be very nice!"
Qi Ying's bright eyes darkened.
During the Chinese New Year, her uncle took her to a psychological clinic three times. The results of all the tests conducted by the psychologist who had been treating her showed good results, but she still could not make any sound.
After coming out of the clinic, she went to the toilet. When she came back, she heard the psychologist say to her uncle in a heavy voice outside the door that her condition was very rare and she might not be able to speak in the future.
Her uncle didn't tell her about this. After he came out, he smiled and comforted her that she would get better soon. Since he didn't say anything, Qi Ying pretended not to hear it.
But after she returned home, she stood in front of the dressing mirror every night before going to bed and practiced her voice over and over again.
But it didn't work.
Qi Ying knew that it was a problem with this body.
Just as this body resists remembering anything about its parents, it also resists speaking.
She didn't know what to do.
Seeing her dejected look, Yue Li quickly put away the small mirror, pressed the bleeding pimple on her forehead with paper, and leaned over to comfort her: "It's okay, Yingying. If you can't do it this semester, you can do it next semester. If you can't do it next semester, you can do it next semester! I believe you can recover before graduation!"
Qi Ying cheered up and smiled at this little sun-like classmate.
There were basically no classes in the morning, as we were collecting homework and holding class meetings. During the afternoon class, Liu Qinghua suddenly thought of something and announced on the podium: "Starting tomorrow, the school will resume break exercises. Everyone must go. If you don't go, you will lose class points."
There was a sudden wailing in the classroom.
At the beginning of winter last semester, the school was considerate of the students' hard work and humanely cancelled the break exercises so that they would not be left standing in the cold wind on the playground. I thought it would never happen again, but it was restored at the beginning of this semester.
Liu Qinghua tapped the desk with a blackboard brush and said, "Be quiet! Isn't this school for your physical fitness? If you stay in the classroom every day without exercising, you will faint during an exam. It's easy to catch a cold in spring, so you must exercise more!"
Class monitor Chen Mengjie thought of something and raised her hand to ask, "Teacher Liu, is it our class's turn to lead the dance this semester?"
The lead dancer is the student who stands at the front of the stage during the radio gymnastics and leads all the students in the school to do the exercises during the break. There are four people in total, two from each of the first and second grade, and they are replaced in half a semester.
They are usually the cultural and sports committee members of each class. They have distinctive figures and standard movements, and they attract more attention than the national flag class.
Liu Qinghua nodded: "Yes, our class and Class 13. But the cultural and sports committee member of Class 13 has a bad cold, so our class will send two people." She glanced at the people below and called out the names: "Zhao Dunan, Qi Ying, you two get ready. Do you remember the movements?"
Zhao Dunan knew from the beginning that he would definitely lead the dance, and his face was full of smug joy. Suddenly, when he heard Qi Ying's name, his smile froze and his teeth almost broke.
Why are there disabled people everywhere?
But she was afraid of Ji Rang, so she didn't dare to bully Qi Ying again after that incident, and she could only endure it no matter how angry she was.
Qi Ying was also surprised when she heard her name. She didn't know how she became the lead dancer out of nowhere.
Liu Qinghua didn't explain, but ended the topic directly and passed the new test paper to the next student: "Put away all the books, and give the test at the beginning of the semester. Let me see if you just played around during the winter vacation."
There was another wailing from below.
Liu Qinghua glanced at Qi Ying, who was obediently putting away her books to prepare for the exam, and sighed silently in his heart.
Yu Cheng called her yesterday and briefly told her about Qi Ying's situation. Although the little girl looked normal, she was unable to speak, which showed that the psychological trauma was still accumulated deep in her heart.
Yu Zhuo asked her to take better care of Qi Ying so that she could interact with more people and open her heart as soon as possible.
Liu Qinghua also likes Qi Ying from the bottom of her heart. When the girl was reluctant to go out, she pushed her. It takes courage and confidence to lead the dance on stage, which is what Qi Ying lacks the most at present.
But if this task is given to her, she will definitely complete it as seriously as before. I hope that the courage accumulated time and time again can eventually become the source of strength for her to speak.
Yue Li was even more excited than Qi Ying. As soon as the get out of class was over, she leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Yingying! You have to dance well! You must beat Zhao Dunan and kill her in front of all the students in the school!"
Qi Ying blinked in confusion, as if saying: Is it that exaggerated?
Yue Li nodded: "Of course! Think about it, there are more than 3,000 students in the whole school! The three grades are in separate teaching buildings, and many people have never seen each other in three years of school! Apart from the flag-raising ceremony, leading the dance during break exercises is the only opportunity to show your face in front of all the classmates!"
She excitedly shook Qi Ying's arm: "Then everyone will watch you and follow your moves! Before the Internet became popular, everyone chose the school beauty on the stage!" She clenched her fist firmly: "After school, I will accompany you to practice the moves! We must be the most stunning! All-round stunning!"
Qi Ying seemed to understand, but in fact, she didn't need to understand. As soon as school was over, she ran to Class 9 to find Ji Rang, took out the apricot preserves that she had saved for the whole afternoon and handed them to him.
She had to work hard not to eat it all.
When he took it out of his pocket, the expression on his face was as if he had taken out a night pearl.
Ji Rang took the bag, took out one and put it in his mouth. When he bit it with his teeth, there was a crisp sound.
Qi Ying watched eagerly from the side and swallowed his saliva.
Ji Rang was almost killed by her greedy look, and teased her deliberately: "Give them all to me?"
Her eyes were full of reluctance, but she still nodded seriously.
Ji Rang held the bag out in front of her and shook it, then asked with a smile, "Do you want to eat the last one?"
The little girl nodded quickly, and then obediently stretched out a finger: Just one is enough.
Ji Rang was so touched by her cuteness that his heart was trembling.
I can give her my life.
Not to mention a bag of candied fruit.
He covered his lower cheek and pretended to hiss: "My teeth hurt, I can't eat it, forget it, I'll give it all to you."
Qi Ying's eyes lit up, and she happily took the bag and followed him, chewing the food all the way. Her little face was puffy, like a little hamster, and she looked extremely satisfied.
It turns out she likes to eat this so much.
I liked it so much, but there was still half left, so I gave it all to him.
Ji Rang felt that his heart was so soft that water was about to drip out.
The two of them went to the dessert shop together and did their homework for an hour before leaving. Ji Rang then went to his teacher for tutoring. When he returned home at night, it was already early in the morning when he finished the homework assigned by the tutor. He didn't get enough sleep every day.
It all depends on the ten minutes after each get out of class.
The twenty-minute break between classes was like a gift from God, allowing him to have a good night’s sleep.
He lay down as soon as the bell rang.
The class committee members didn't dare to call him. After all, there was no chance that Class 9 would be awarded as an excellent class. It didn't matter whether the class points were deducted or not. It was better than being beaten by the boss.
The noisy loudspeakers outside the window could not disturb the big brother's sleep. After the break, the students returned to the classroom one after another. Qu Dazhuang rushed in like a gust of wind, threw himself beside him and pushed him: "Let me go! Let me go!"
It wasn't Ji Rang who was woken up by the class bell that wanted to kill someone.
Qu Dazhuang's next words saved him: "Your little fairy is on stage to lead the dance!"
Ji Rang was still not fully awake, and after a pause he asked, "What do you mean by lead dancer?"
Qu Dazhuang was so excited: "She's the lead dancer during the break! She's standing on the stage and dancing, and all the students in the school are following her! Damn, those senior students were whistling at the stage just now!"
Ji Rang woke up instantly and all his sleepiness disappeared.
There was only one thought in my mind.
His treasure had been seen by others, and he could no longer hide it.
The big man angrily tore off the clothes on his head and was in a bad mood for the whole morning.
After school, I went to pick up Qi Ying for lunch. As soon as I walked to Class 2, I saw Qi Ying and Yue Li being blocked by four or five boys at the entrance of the corridor. The leading boy held a letter in his hand and said to Qi Ying with a smile: "Junior, either accept the love letter or go to dinner with me. You have to choose one, right? Otherwise, I will be embarrassed."
The boys around were all cheering.
Yue Li guessed that Qi Ying would become famous, but she didn't expect that she would become famous so quickly. It was only one morning, and her suitors from the third year of high school had already come to the classroom door!
What kind of fairy charm is this!
Although she was a little excited, she was not involved after all. She pursed her lips and secretly looked at Qi Ying's reaction.
Qi Ying was obviously distressed.
She neither wanted to accept the love letter nor to go out to dinner with him.
She shook her head at the boy.
The boys bullied her because she couldn't speak and teased her: "What does shaking your head mean? Are you going to dinner without receiving a love letter? Or are you going to dinner without receiving a love letter?"
She frowned and shook her head repeatedly.
Neither!
The boy was almost killed by her cuteness: "School girl, don't shake yourself dizzy."
As soon as he finished speaking, a balled-up mineral water bottle slammed against the wall next to him, and the remaining water in the bottle splashed all over his face.
The boy was furious and turned around abruptly: "Who the hell is blind?"
Behind him, a young man with a grim expression stood in the corridor, staring at him without saying a word.
When Qi Ying saw him, a smile immediately broke out on her little face. She quickly ran over and hid behind him, tugging at the corner of his clothes with her fingers, and stuck her head out to snort at the boy who had just teased her.
There are many people who don’t recognize Qi Ying, but there are only a few who don’t know Ji Rang.
The boys' faces changed and they looked at each other.
Ji Rang smiled and said, "You're not leaving yet, do you want to stay in the hospital and take the college entrance examination?"
A group of people ran away immediately.
Yue Li was frightened by the cold aura of the boss and her legs went limp. She felt that it was a bit unkind of her to instigate Qi Ying just now, so she didn't dare to go over and ran away with a few boys.
Only then did Ji Rang turn to look at Qi Ying.
Her eyes were shining and smiling, and her neck was snow-white, which was extremely charming.
When he thought of her jumping around on the stage like this, being seen by everyone in the school, Ji Rang wanted to wrap her up in clothes so that no one could see her.
He yelled at her fiercely: "No premature love! Do you hear me?"
Qi Ying was not scared by him and nodded obediently. However, the students passing by were frightened by his shout.
He ran away trembling.
By the time the afternoon classes started, the following rumors were circulating among the classes:
The boss doesn't allow people to fall in love too early.
In the past, people were forced to do their homework, then they were forced to study, and now they are not allowed to have premature love???
Are you the school bully or the dean of studies?
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