Rebirth 08: Equipment God

Chapter 12 Do you think so highly of me?

During lunch break, Zhai Da used his meal card to go to the school cafeteria he had not visited for a long time and got a two-meat and one-vegetarian meal for 4.5 yuan.

As we all know, school cafeterias are not actually cheaper than those outside, nor are they necessarily cleaner.

It just tastes worse than outside.

Zhai Da looked at the ash residue in the rice and thought to himself, no wonder he was so hardworking in his previous life, it turned out he ate a lot in high school?

With a click, a mountain-like figure sat down on the empty seat next to Zhai Da. He vaguely felt that the bench almost turned into a seesaw.
The plate of "Meat Mountain" Fan Junwei is as exaggerated as he is. The rice connects several grids and is piled up in a pointed shape. In comparison, the meat and vegetable dishes seem like a drop in the ocean.

Fan Junwei sat down first, and then added: "Can you sit down?"

Zhai Da: "You can sit, but I'm going to get up in a while, so be careful not to overturn the stool."

Fan Junwei nodded: "It's okay, I have experience."

The lunch was not very appetizing to begin with, and now it was even less interesting. Fan Junwei was indeed just as he remembered, with a strange smell on his body.
It's not just body odor. It's sweat mixed with a kind of dust and even a bit of garbage.
It’s hard to judge, although sometimes boys’ hygiene level is only better than that of animals, but that means they don’t despise themselves.

The weird smell coming from other people is a different matter, just like the smell of enoki mushrooms.

Zhai Da ate a few bites and simply got up and left. Fan Junwei moved over there, and the bench maintained a delicate balance.

Back in the classroom, the students basically catch up on sleep or do exercises. The classroom maintains relative silence tacitly, and even when they talk, they keep their voices down.

At the back of the classroom, there were numbers on the blackboard, showing that there were 71 days left before the college entrance examination. It was as if the "Om Mani Padme Hum" on the Five Finger Mountain had suppressed a group of monkeys, allowing these high school students to maintain basic order.

When passing by, he found Wu Yue reading a book. In Zhai Da's impression, this guy had given up studying a long time ago. His plan was to help his family work after graduation. His father ran a small restaurant. Until his family's house was demolished, he completely let himself go.

The young man has a bright future. If he studies more and pays less attention to his legs, his life will be smooth sailing.

"What book are you reading?"

Wu Yue didn't even raise his head, he was extremely focused, and just let Zhai Da look at the cover.

Yilin

Zhai Da raised his eyebrows: "Looking for a humorous joke?"

Although in Zhai Da's eyes, the whole article is full of jokes, there is indeed a special "humor section".

That's also the least funny part.

Wu Yue looked at Zhai Da with disdain: "Am I such a superficial person? I am reading seriously. You said that the technology of these foreigners is amazing. Even flies have evolved to the point where they can collect honey."

Zhai Da moved his lips and patted Wu Yue on the shoulder: "I suggest you take a look at the recipe."

"Recipe? Help my dad cook?"

“No, you’re going to own a restaurant of your own.”

Wu Yue felt that this was the greatest recognition for himself: "You think so highly of me?"

I even felt a little confused. The compliments between high school students were all meaningless words like "You're awesome", and this came suddenly.

I feel embarrassed for Wu Yue.

Zhai Da gave a thumbs up and said, "Yes, I firmly believe it."

He now finds everything new and exciting. Instead of taking a nap during lunch break, he flipped through his textbooks and the test papers on his desk.

To be honest, I listened to the two classes so carefully in the morning mainly because I wanted to find out what my foundation is as an adult who has been away from school for more than ten years.

The result is bottomless.
Almost reaching the center of the earth!

He can understand no more than 20% of a test paper.
Which part? The text part.

If there hadn't been a hook, he would have panicked.

However, before launching the special theme work of "changing destiny against the will of heaven", he still needs a more systematic and comprehensive understanding of all aspects of his studies. After all, it is too far away from his previous life.

I would only chat with my blind date occasionally, saying nonsense like "Although I didn't go to college."

With knowledge splashing all over his face, Zhai Da rubbed his eyes tiredly, ready to change his mind. The moment he raised his head, a thin broken line passed by the edge of his sight.

Holy shit! Special items!
He immediately looked up, but only saw a figure in school uniform flashing past the classroom door frame. The broken line representing the system's approval seemed to appear for only a few tenths of a second before disappearing again because his vision was blocked.

Zhai Da immediately stood up, startling Yang Fan who was sleeping on his stomach, but he was weak to begin with, so he didn't say a word. Zhai Da didn't bother to apologize, and hurried out to chase after him, not wanting to miss any clues to any special items.

But when he ran to the door, he was blocked by his class teacher Ding Rong.
"What are you doing? Class is about to start."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bell rang and the corridor instantly became chaotic. Countless idle students ran back, like ducks being herded.

Zhai Da turned his head to look around, and saw that he had completely lost his trace. He sighed and returned to his seat.

Wearing school uniform, are you a student? Judging from the direction you are walking, you should be in class 9 or later.

There are twelve classes in the senior year of the Woolen Textile Middle School. The first ten classes are ordinary classes, and the eleventh and twelfth classes are key classes, one each for liberal arts and science.

What are the "special items" on students?

There are two more big classes in the afternoon. Zhai Da, who has not yet fully adapted to campus life, feels very tired. He has not worked for three years since he won the lottery in his previous life. He does whatever he wants and wakes up naturally every day.

Being suddenly pulled into this mandatory time, coupled with the fact that I couldn't understand most of the content, felt quite torturous.

After all, in the last three years of his previous life, the only thing he worked diligently on was blind dates.

The only relatively comfortable subject is Chinese, since I have some basic knowledge of copywriting and planning from my previous life.

As long as you brush up on your knowledge of ancient poetry and answering questions, it shouldn't be too bad, and you can even get a high score for your composition.

Finally, the theoretical school dismissal time came, but the next thing to come was evening self-study. The senior high school students had to eat in the cafeteria and then come back, and then the class would start from 6:30 to 8:30.

However, as the "school's most popular person", Zhai Da has an extra task.

That is to receive psychological counseling.

Yes, the students who fainted in the examination room are a high-risk group for kite flying. The school dare not deal with it coldly, for fear that the students will die out.

So they forced him to do a psychological counseling task, but it was not something as high-end as a psychologist, but was done by a "political and ideological" teacher.

Under the strange gazes of his classmates, Zhai Da walked out of the classroom and came to a small office on the corner of the sixth floor, the top floor of the teaching building.

I knocked on the door and a gentle voice came from inside: "Come in."

The office was small, with only one desk. Behind the desk sat a man in his forties wearing square-framed glasses, but he did not look greasy at all, even though he was wearing a jacket worn by an old cadre.

Perhaps it is because his eyes are so intellectual that even a passing dog can smell it, that he is a typical intellectual.

Shen Rui, Zhai Da remembered him more impressively than his classmates.

The other party is one of the "campus legends" of wool spinning and is also well-known in Dongyang County.

Because he was the first person from Dongyang, a poor place, to be admitted to a top university. He graduated from "R University" and was said to be a doctor.

However, judging from the fact that he was an "ideological and political teacher" in the Woolen Textile Middle School and had to spend time dealing with trivial matters such as having heart-to-heart talks with Zhai Da, it is not difficult to judge that this person did not get a script of rapid development after joining the job.

In fact, Zhai Da had met some similar people in his previous life. They graduated from top universities and had high academic qualifications, but they had achieved nothing in middle age. They shuttled between various occasions and always talked about their alma mater.

You can never guess what they do, as if they don't have a proper job. There are usually a few uneducated bosses around them, who flatter them sincerely or insincerely.

But the one in front of him is a little different.

The temperament is different.

If a middle-aged man looks knowledgeable but not bald.

Then there is a high probability that he is really awesome.

When he was in the first year of high school, he substituted for them for a few classes. His conversation left a deep impression on Zhai Da, and for a long time, the word "intellectual" became synonymous with "intellectual" in his mind.

Shen Rui raised his head, smiled and said, "Student Zhai, please sit down."

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(End of this chapter)