My girlfriend died in the past

Chapter 118 Tonight, the Hunt Begins

It was already 16: pm when I got back to school.

Zhuang Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the falling snowflakes in the sky. "When Liu Lang and the others arrived at school, the snow should have stopped for a while. It seems that they missed it."

After all, a bicycle is not as good as an electric scooter, especially in such windy and snowy weather.

But I just didn’t dare to go to school with them.

They haven't left yet, and are probably in Xu Qicheng's office.

Zhuang Xiao played a pitiful game with the security guard and was allowed into the school. Without hesitation, he went straight to Xu Qicheng's office.

When he reached the door, he took a deep breath and knocked on it. "Report."

Soon the door opened. When Zhuang Xiao saw the person who opened the door, his pupils shrank slightly, but soon returned to normal.

The person who came to open the door was Shen Xing.

It seems that they haven't left yet.

Zhuang Xiao greeted politely and stepped into the office.

The heating was on in the office. Xu Qicheng was sitting in an office chair with a thermos in his hand and a smile on his face. The hot steam slowly coming out of the thermos blurred his glasses.

He picked up the glasses cloth and wiped his glasses, then asked, "Zhuang Xiao? Why didn't you come to class this afternoon?"

"Teacher, I was delayed by something at home, so I came here to ask for leave. I can't attend the evening self-study class in the evening."

Zhuang Xiao glanced around inconspicuously out of the corner of his eye.

Liu Lang, Luo Wei, Shen Xing, Liu Yan, every one of them is here.

However, this time there was no meeting or guiding at the school gate. They didn’t know Zhuang Xiao at all, so there was no communication.

Hearing Zhuang Xiao's explanation, Xu Qicheng smiled and said, "You just don't want to go to class this afternoon. I remember today is your eighteenth birthday?"

Zhuang Xiao scratched his face embarrassedly, "You know everything."

"You." Xu Qicheng shook his head and sighed, "Forget it. You only turn eighteen once in your life. I'll grant you this leave today, but there's a condition."

Zhuang Xiao looked up, "Teacher, please tell me."

"You have to be in the top ten of the class in the monthly test after New Year's Day. If you can do that, I won't tell your parents about your leave today. How about it? Are you willing to accept it?"

Xu Qicheng blew away the hot air from the thermos cup and said calmly, "Of course, if you don't agree, I won't tell them, but you have evening self-study this afternoon, so your holiday is gone."

Zhuang Xiao sighed, "What else can I say? But Mr. Xu, I don't have good self-control. If possible, I hope you can supervise me."

Xu Qicheng was stunned. There were not many students who would actively ask the teacher for special tutoring and supervision. After all, he had also been through that age before.

Children of this age are the most rebellious and usually hate teachers who discipline them.

But since Zhuang Xiao was willing, even though he had been a teacher for many years, he had not become an indifferent old man, so Xu Qicheng, who was full of responsibility, immediately agreed, "No problem, but my discipline is very strict, just don't blame the teacher when the time comes."

"How could that be? I can't thank you enough!"

Zhuang Xiao's joy at this moment came from the heart.

He has always believed that people cannot earn money beyond their cognition, and even if they are lucky enough to earn it, they will lose it sooner or later.

He knows exactly when companies such as Meituan, Ele.me, Bike Sharing, and TikTok were founded, and he even knows their general operating models.

But does this mean he can replicate it?

Very difficult.

First of all, he doesn't have that much money.

Unless he can make a prototype and then go to Uncle Shu for investment.

But there was no guarantee, after all, he was not familiar with Shu Die this time.

So what is the most important thing to do?
Exercise, study hard and get into a good university!

These are the things that will help him the most in the future.

He clearly knew that his self-control was not good, so he needed someone to supervise him. He could rely on Teacher Xu for study and Dong Weirui for exercise.

"Then teacher, I'll leave first." Zhuang Xiao bowed politely and was about to leave.

Xu Qicheng nodded, "By the way, wait a moment."

Zhuang Xiao stopped.

Xu Qicheng stood up and took out a set of books from the cabinet and handed them to him, "Consider these books as my birthday present to you."

Zhuang Xiao looked down and saw that it was a set of "Selected Works of Mao Zedong".

A smile appeared on his face. "Thank you, Mr. Xu. I'll be leaving now."

"Well, pay attention to safety on the road."

Zhuang Xiao walked to the door and suddenly turned back, "Teacher, if you are going out to eat tonight, remember not to leave your phone behind when you leave."

After that he left the office.

After he left, Shen Xingcai teased, "Teacher Xu, you still like to help students so much."

Xu Qicheng smiled and waved his hands, "It's just within the scope of my ability. After all, I'm a teacher, and this is my job."

"But many teachers can't even do their job. If it weren't for your teaching, I wouldn't be where I am today." Shen Xing complimented.

He kept in mind what the student said just now.

When you leave after dinner at night, you must remember to pack your keys, cell phone, etc. If someone forgets, you have to remind them.
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Zhuang Xiao went straight home without staying at school. After Dong Zeyu and his sister got out of school, he called his parents and told them that he would be celebrating his birthday with them in the evening and would not be at home for dinner. Then he waited for the two of them to come to find him, and the three of them went to their house together.

Their mother was working overtime at the company today, so there were only three of them having dinner.

Zhuang Xiao went to the supermarket with them to buy a lot of vegetables, and then went to their house to cook a good meal for them.

After finishing the meal, Dong Zeyu patted his stomach and collapsed on the sofa, "Fuck, Brother Zhuang, when did you start learning cooking? Can I still eat at your house in the future? How about you marry my sister in the future? Then I will eat at your house every day!"

Dong Weirui brought some fruit and placed it on the table without changing his expression. "It's wrong to fall in love too early. I don't plan to fall in love before I achieve my goal."

Her tone was very serious, as if she was talking about this matter very seriously.

Dong Zeyu was speechless. "Sister, is it possible that I am joking? But then again, after all, we are both going to the police academy. What if Brother Zhuang is deceived by other bad women in college?"

Dong Weirui pursed her lips and said, "Eat some fruit."

Zhuang Xiao was happy. "Okay, let's talk about the future later. But I also want to start exercising. Wei Rui, remember to supervise me in the future."

Dong Weirui nodded seriously, "I will."

Dong Zeyu slumped to one side and rolled his eyes secretly.

Sister, men all hate women who control them like a nanny.

Do you believe what Brother Zhuang said?
He suddenly felt pessimistic about his sister's future.

After a while, Zhuang Xiao looked at the time.

It's 20:17pm now.

He stood up and said, "Okay, you guys take a good rest. I have to go back too. It's snowing so heavily tonight. If I don't go back now, I won't be able to go back."

"Okay, then Brother Zhuang, please drive slowly." Dong Zeyu pointed at the black backpack on the ground. "By the way, what's in that bag? It was so heavy when I lifted it just now."

"Just some books and clothes." Zhuang Xiao picked up his backpack and left. "See you later."

He didn't say see you after the New Year's Day holiday.

Because he knew that the next time they met would be "eight years later".

After leaving Dong's house, Zhuang Xiao rode his bicycle home.

There was a calmness in his eyes.

Tonight is the day Xu Guoping will die this time.

(End of this chapter)