Rebirth 08: Equipment God

Chapter 70 Wu Yue: City Hunter

Class 8, Grade 3, the last Chinese class.

Zhai Da successfully advanced from the seventh row to the third row, which theoretically represented a huge improvement in performance.

In fact, it is quite helpful for studying. You can see more clearly and you won’t be affected by chalk dust and spit. It’s a pure first-class seat.

If we exclude the strange deskmate.

Zhai Da supported his head with one hand, trying his best not to look at Lin Shuyao, and he could barely concentrate on the class.

Lin Shuyao sat upright, his back as strong as steel bars, and his legs together, maintaining this position for an hour.

Zhai Da, who was writing and learning at the same time, did not hold the eraser firmly with one hand, and it fell to the ground, bounced twice and landed at Lin Shuyao's feet.

Zhai Da stared for a while.

Well, no.

Lin Shuyao pursed her lips and held it in for a long time. Finally, she bent down and picked it up, put it on Zhai Da's desk, and then continued to sit upright without saying a word.

The weird atmosphere continued to ferment.

The topics in the Chinese class were a bit boring, so Zhai Da listened to half of the class and then changed to copying. However, he did not copy the text, but copied the biology knowledge points with the "literary girl's pen". As the subject level test is approaching, he should focus on the main goals.

Moreover, in terms of Chinese, he has already "copied" all the texts, ancient poems, and the corresponding standard answers to the so-called "central ideas".

When taking the test with Lu Wei at home, excluding the 70 points for the composition, it was easy to get 90 points out of 80 points in the other parts.

By the way, Lu Wei also took a test on Zhai Da’s homework, and only got about 60 points excluding the composition. This is indeed her weak point, and it would take some time even with the support of plug-ins.

Although Lin Shuyao didn't dare to look over, all the hairs on his body were sensing Zhai Da's movements. As soon as Zhai Da moved, the little hairs on his body stood up as if they had received a signal.

It seems that I am in class, but in fact I am thinking of countermeasures. It seems that I am thinking of countermeasures, but in fact I have crashed.

The stalemate lasted until the get out of class was over. Ding Rong glanced at Zhai Da, then called Yang Fan away for the second time and left the classroom.

It seems that Yang Fan is about to face a solo in the office.

Zhai Da was packing his schoolbag and preparing to leave when Lin Shuyao suddenly said, "Zhai Da, do you need me to take notes for you during evening self-study?"

Zhai Da looked over in confusion.

"Aren't you going to the evening self-study class? I was thinking what if the teacher was going to focus on the key points."

Zhai Da curled his lips: "No need."

Lin Shuyao could only remain stiff, and after organizing the entire class, he could only manage to utter these few words.

Zhai Da sighed and said sincerely: "We are just deskmates. You will learn well in a few days. Just keep a normal mind and focus on studying."

That's all I need to say. He has no obligation to be a warm guy to everyone. He is just an ordinary classmate.

Lin Shuyao lowered his head and did not move.

Then Zhai Da left in big strides.

I still left school earlier than most of my classmates, but today I had someone else going with me.

Fan Junwei and Zhai Da left the classroom one after another. Zhai Da asked curiously, "You're not going to the evening self-study class either?"

Fan Junwei nodded: "I've asked for leave, the teacher knows my situation."

His grades were worse than those three who didn't come at all. If it weren't for his grandmother's wishes, it would have made no difference whether he came or not in the last one or two months.

The two walked side by side towards the school gate, and Zhai Da said, "Thank you for what I just said."

Although he was not afraid of trouble, he had to admit that if Fan Junwei had not stopped the chair from being lifted up, the outcome would have been more troublesome.

Fan Junwei shook his head: "Yang Fan went a little too far. He shouldn't treat his classmates like that."

Whether it is Zhai Da or Liu Meng.

The two of them chatted one after another.

"Where are you going to go if you don't have evening self-study?"

"I'm looking for a job, so I'll take a look around today."

"You're not going to learn it at all?"

"Well, I don't want to study anymore. My grandma is old. I want to make money as soon as possible so that she can have a rest."

It seems that there are only Fan Junwei and his grandmother in their family.

Zhai Da thought of the morning when he saw the grandfather and grandson: "Actually, although going to school doesn't necessarily mean you can earn more, it does mean you have more opportunities. If, I mean if you have the opportunity, have you ever thought about repeating your studies?"

He is too busy to learn now, and the timing is too late, but if Fan Junwei is interested in learning, the old man's TV will be quite effective. If the other party works hard this summer, he is willing to lend a hand and repeat his studies next year to at least get into a junior college.

Fan Junwei smiled, looking very honest and insightful.

"I can wait for several years, but grandma can't."

He looked at the high school juniors who were clamoring home from school. Some of them still had the immaturity of junior high school on their faces. He himself was once a member of this group.

But from the beginning to the end, he and most people in the school were not actually on the same path.

"If it weren't for my grandmother, I would have wanted to work after graduating from middle school. It was just that I finished high school. My grandmother's greatest wish is that each generation will make progress compared to the previous one."

"I will study till my last day, but I will think about where to work. As long as I can make some money, grandma can retire earlier."

Zhai Da could no longer persuade him. From Fan Junwei's perspective, there was nothing wrong with his choice.

He once felt that the most precious thing in the world is "if".

But perhaps when the feelings are deep enough, even the word "if" has to give way.

Zhai Da said softly:
"Don't be in a hurry to find a job. One or two days won't make a difference. You are strong, but don't look for a job that only requires physical labor. It will hurt your health and won't last long."

Fan Junwei seemed to be thinking: "I have no idea whether you think the moving company can make money."

Zhai Da shook his head and said, "No, maybe other places can earn more. Dongyang County is just miserable. Four or five people drive a car and only earn 200 yuan for a trip."

At the school gate, Zhai Da gave Fan Junwei a few more reminders about what to pay attention to when looking for a job, then waved goodbye.

When I turned around, I saw an unexpected figure.

Wu Yue was wearing a flashy jacket and jeans, which made him stand out from the crowd among the students in school uniforms. He also had a pair of sunglasses on his face and waved at Zhai Da with a strange smile on his face.

The security guard at the school gate kept looking at him warily, as if he suspected that he was a social figure who was here to cause trouble.

Zhai Da was surprised and asked, "You are still alive? Why are you dressed like this?"

Wu Yue took off his sunglasses and said, "I've already changed my job, right? I can't wear a school uniform. It's too conspicuous."

"What job do you want to change to?"

With sunglasses wrapped around his index finger, Wu Yue said in a casual tone: "City Hunter!"

Then the sunglasses flew out, and Wu Yue was defeated in a second, so he quickly stuck out his butt to pick them up.

Zhai Da was so angry that he laughed: "Did the report succeed?"

Wu Yue blew away the dust on his sunglasses and felt sorry when he saw a scratch on them. It cost 20 yuan.
"Of course it worked. I've got the informant code. I'll go to the police station to get the money in a few days. I'm squatting at the intersection counting. Twenty people have been arrested! All the little red houses on the street have been closed!"

"How many? 20?"

Is it so labor-intensive to build a little red house on the street?
Working non-stop!

Zhai Da gave a thumbs up and then turned it to the downward direction: "How wicked! Then why did you come to school today? To see me?"

"Of course I have to report the results of the battle to Master. After all, you are my teacher."

"Don't drag me into this. I am a good young man who has nothing to do with gambling and drugs. You are destroying the social consensus purely for your own personal gain."

That row of little red houses looks as prosperous as Chinese New Year when you pass by them at night. Do you think the local uncle in the hat doesn’t know about it?

No, this is equivalent to double risk, he is still worried:
"Tell me how you reported it, don't let anyone get retaliated against."

Wu Yue chuckled: "No, I've read a lot of information."

"Detective Conan?"

"That's too childish. I'm watching American TV series now, such as "Come and Save Me If You're My Brother" and "The Chemistry Teacher", which I've watched several times."

"Tell me about your crime process. I mean the reporting process."

Wu Yue followed behind, very excited:
"I changed into different clothes every day, looked in different directions, sometimes wore a hat, sometimes wore sunglasses, and even had tattoo stickers. Anyway, I would not give myself away."

"After several days of investigation, I counted the number of employees and customers of the four little red houses on that street. They were somewhat vigilant but not very vigilant. However, I felt that there were not enough people, so I spent twenty dollars to print some small cards."

Zhai Da: ".What small card?"

"The original price is 200. Today is the store's anniversary, so the whole store is 100. By the way, they were originally 100."
"You went in to play!?"

Zhai Da quietly distanced himself
"What a joke! I still have some professional ethics. I saw people paying from a distance. Anyway, I threw the small cards everywhere at night, especially near small hotels. The traffic on that street reached its peak last night."

Zhai Daren is numb
"I've calculated that one administrative officer will get 1000 yuan. Of course, it's impossible to get rid of all of them. I estimate it's about half. In addition, the damage to the site itself is 2000 yuan. This time, there should be a maximum reward of yuan waiting for me. I will ask my cousin to get the whistleblower code later."

Zhai Da didn't know how to comment for a moment.

You say he did good things, but I can't say that.

You say he did something bad, but it doesn't conform to our core values.
So I can only use one word to describe it, which is that abstraction opens the door to abstraction, it's the ultimate abstraction!
He never realized that Wu Yue had intelligence and execution ability beyond the average person, at least far beyond his peers!
This guy... is it in some sense?
A genius?!
　The logic of the previous picture is a bit not smooth, so I made a small patch, but it does not affect the reading.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)