Restart life

Chapter 9 0008 [Add Money Layman]

After talking with several students individually, Liu Shuying returned to the classroom to pack up her things.

"Next Saturday is a holiday, and there will be a parent-teacher meeting this weekend. For those students who don't have a phone at home, please remember to go back on Saturday and notify your parents..."

"There's still half an hour until evening self-study ends. Class monitor, please pay attention to discipline!"

After saying that, she left.

The teacher won't always monitor the evening study session.

Squad leader Li Rui stood up and said, "Don't talk, everyone, keep quiet."

After all, it is an experimental class, and the basic qualities are still there.

Even people like Li Jun and Guan Zhiqiang, who can't concentrate on their studies, won't make loud noises to disturb others.

At most they whispered to each other and talked quietly.

Li Jun put on his MP3 earphones and lay on the table listening to music before falling asleep. He would occasionally open his eyes and look at Bian Guan Yue. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful she seemed to him. He thought about how to get closer to her.

Guan Zhiqiang was still reading the novel, and his saliva was flowing down unconsciously.

Xie Yang was in a daze, pouting his lower lip and exhaling, blowing the hair on his forehead for fun.

Xu Haibo carefully reviewed his wrong English questions, took out the anti-American manifesto he had copied, and calmly pushed it in front of his deskmate Wu Yuehan.

Wu Yuehan was a good student who was sure to get into a top university. After reading the article carefully, she asked, "Did you write this?"

No sound, lip communication.

"Mr. Chen's article should be submitted to New Concept," Xu Haibo replied.

He has always regarded Chen Guiliang as his idol, and as long as Chen Guiliang did something he thought was great, he would actively promote it.

Wu Yuehan sincerely praised: "How amazing! You are worthy of being the Chinese class representative."

The two of them talked more and more, lip reading was no longer useful, and gradually they began to make sounds.

Xu Haibo said: "I think Chen Daxia can win the first prize. He should have participated in the New Concept Essay Competition a long time ago."

Wu Yuehan was very cooperative in the conversation: "Maybe he can even be admitted to a prestigious university."

Yao Lingling, who was sitting in the back row, poked Wu Yuehan's shoulder with a pen and said, "Let me see."

Wu Yuehan passed the article on.

Yao Lingling read it over and over again, trying to learn how to write it. But this kind of mixed classical and vernacular prose was beyond her ability, so she passed the article to her deskmate, Wang Lei.

Wang Lei took a quick look and showed no interest.

Yao Lingling passed the article to the next table and explained, "This is Chen Daxia's new concept submission."

In just twenty minutes, the article spread throughout half of the classroom.

Life in the third year of high school is boring, so I have to find some fun for myself. Circulating articles is also a form of entertainment.

Moreover, they like to watch Chen Guiliang cause trouble.

When the school was asked to refund the computer fees for the senior year students, Li Jun was the only one in the class who did not sign. Finally, the goal was achieved, and the students were very excited, feeling honored to have participated in a major event.

Chen Guiliang also gained great prestige among his classmates because of this.

Before he knew it, the article was passed to Wang Siyu, who was sitting in the row in front of Chen Guiliang.

Evening study was almost over. Wang Siyu turned around, leaned over Chen Guiliang's desk, and asked, "Mr. Chen, are you joining New Concept?"

Chen Guiliang nodded: "Try your luck."

Wang Siyu said, "Your composition is so good, you will definitely win a prize." She also pumped her fist and said, "Keep going!"

"Thank you." Chen Guiliang smiled back.

The class atmosphere was still very friendly, and the students got along well with each other. No one looked down on Chen Guiliang because he was too poor.

Except Li Jun!

Bian Guanyue listened to their conversation without any response and kept reciting English words.

Wang Siyu chatted with Chen Guiliang for a few words, then curiously asked Bian Guanyue, "Classmate Bian, are you from Rongcheng?"

"Yeah." Bian Guanyue responded with only one word.

Wang Siyu was very outgoing. "Do you live on campus or go to school as a day student?"

Bian Guanyue said: "Day study."

Wang Siyu said, "My home is in Fugui Garden Community. Where do you live? If it's on your way, we can go to school together."

"I live in an old alley in the back street." said Bian Guanyue.

Wang Siyu lamented: "It's not on the way."

Wang Siyu's deskmate, Zheng Feng, had been wanting to strike up a conversation with Bian Guanyue for a while now. He seized the opportunity and excitedly said, "I live near the back street. The security there is a bit chaotic at night. I can take you home after evening study."

"No need." Bian Guanyue always refused.

Zheng Feng was a little disappointed, but when he thought about the fact that they lived not far from each other and would be able to run into each other often in the future, he secretly became happy again.

When changing seats, Bian Guanyue was no longer wearing her hood, and her ponytail was somehow askew, with a strand of hair draped over her left shoulder.

Wang Siyu didn't consider herself an outsider. She reached out to touch Bian Guanyue's hair and said with great envy, "Your hair is so good, dry and smooth. What shampoo do you use?"

"Ionic perm has nothing to do with shampoo." said Bian Guanyue.

Wang Siyu asked: "What is ion perm? Can hair be straightened?"

Li Jun came over stealthily. He was too tall to stand during self-study, so he half-knelt and said, "There's a place on Fuzhou Avenue that does ion hair straightening. Business is booming. I heard it's a new technology imported from abroad."

In order to join in, Zheng Feng suppressed his disgust and continued, "I know the one on Fuzhou Avenue. It's called Korean Fashion Hair Salon. My sister went there for a perm. It was very expensive, and my mom scolded her."

The three of them were discussing beauty and hairdressing, and Bian Guanyue felt annoyed as she listened.

She doesn't like to be disturbed.

Especially strangers.

Bian Guanyue pulled up his hood again and tightened the string on the collar of his sweatshirt, hiding his entire face in the hat, leaving only his eyes and nose exposed.

It's obvious that he doesn't want to communicate anymore.

Wang Siyu smiled awkwardly, turned back and sat up straight to read.

Zheng Feng hesitated to speak and gave up chatting with the beautiful woman.

Only Li Jun was still squatting nearby: "Mr. Bian, where did you buy that Nokia?"

Bian Guanyue said nothing, ignoring Li Jun. Li Jun continued, "I actually want to buy a Nokia, but your model is sold out. I'll go to Chengdu later and buy the same one as you."

Bianguanyue remained silent.

Li Jun felt a little embarrassed, so he stood up, walked behind Chen Guiliang, patted Chen Guiliang on the shoulder and said, "Let's change seats."

"roll!"

Chen Guiliang's answer was simple and straightforward.

Li Jun took out some RMB and said, "Ten yuan for your seat."

Chen Guiliang finally looked him in the eye: "Ten dollars to send away a beggar?"

"Tsk." Li Jun curled his lips.

Chen Guiliang added, "I have a deep connection with this seat, so I'll have to pay at least a hundred yuan for it."

God, what a deep relationship!
Bian Guanyue was speechless after hearing this.

She turned her head to look at Chen Guiliang, her eyes full of contempt, and regarded Chen Guiliang as a greedy villain.

Li Jun felt that spending a hundred yuan to buy a seat was not worth it. But if he could sit at the same table with a beautiful woman, it seemed that any amount of money would be worth it.

Li Jun gritted his teeth, took out his wallet, handed over a hundred yuan, and urged repeatedly: "Move out quickly!"

Chen Guiliang took the money with a smile, picked up the table and moved it over there.

Li Jun also hurried to work, imagining the days of sitting at the same table with the beautiful woman. This guy was completely clueless, not even considering why Bian Guanyue had changed seats earlier.

"Wow, we are sitting at the same table again." Guan Zhiqiang smiled foolishly at Chen Guiliang who moved in.

The transaction between Chen Guiliang and Li Jun had already attracted the attention of the students nearby. They shared the same sentiments as Bian Guanyue, and all of them were somewhat disgusted with Chen Guiliang's greed for money.

At this moment, Chen Guiliang, who had sat down again, smiled and said to Bian Guanyue, "Student Bian, don't you want to switch over?"

Bian Guanyue was secretly annoyed and was thinking about finding someone to change seats with him tomorrow.

Hearing Chen Guiliang's question, Bian Guanyue's back was suddenly twisted by the sudden turn. Her tense face relaxed a little, and she picked up the table and said to Guan Zhiqiang, "Classmate, please change it again."

Guan Zhiqiang was stunned for two seconds: "Ah? Oh, okay."

Seeing Bian Guanyue and Guan Zhiqiang also change seats, Li Jun was stunned: "No...you can't change. I...I paid a hundred yuan!"

"Please move aside and don't block the way." said Bian Guanyue.

Li Jun was afraid of upsetting the beauty, so he could only step back and watch her move the table.

Guan Zhiqiang carried the desk over and put it away, then said to Li Jun with a silly smile, "Wow, we're deskmates again."

"Fuck you!" Li Jun cursed in a low voice.

When someone inexplicably asked about his mother, Guan Zhiqiang's face flashed with anger, but he soon smiled foolishly again and took out the novel.

Li Jun was so depressed that he had no place to vent. He walked up to Chen Guiliang and spread his hands: "Give me back the money!"

Chen Guiliang asked: "What money?"

Li Jun said, "One hundred yuan for the seat."

Chen Guiliang asked, "Did you buy a seat?"

Li Jun was furious: "What's the difference between this and not buying it!"

Chen Guiliang said: "You just need to answer, did you buy a seat?"

"What the hell..."

Li Jun was suddenly at a loss for words.

If he answered that he had bought it, then the transaction was completed and he would have no legitimate reason to get the hundred dollars back.

But he did buy it.

"puff……"

Bian Guanyue couldn't help laughing as she listened to their conversation.

She quickly covered her mouth, covered her face with her hood, and slumped over the table. But her shoulders were still shaking slightly, clearly trying to suppress a laugh.

Bian Guanyue thought that her new deskmate was really interesting.

Li Jun was so angry that he almost exploded. He grabbed Chen Guiliang's sleeve and said, "Why don't you pay me back?"

Chen Guiliang said calmly, "Student Li Jun, please don't be impulsive. Bian Guanyue has just transferred to our class. If she sees classmates fighting on the first day, what will she think? She will definitely think this class is not good, that there are bad students affecting the learning atmosphere, and she might even apply to transfer to another class."

Li Jun continued to pull Chen Guiliang's sleeve. He glared at Chen Guiliang angrily, and then looked at Bian Guanyue who was trying to hold back his laughter.

When I looked around, I found that many of my classmates were trying to hold back their laughter.

He knew that he had become a clown.

"Grass!"

Li Jun let go of Chen Guiliang's sleeve, grabbed his schoolbag and left the classroom in the blink of an eye.

Evening self-study get out of class had not yet ended, but Li Jun could no longer stay and hurried home as if escaping.

He is very concerned about his reputation, but this time he lost face.

Class monitor Li Rui added, "Evening self-study hasn't ended yet, please don't leave early!"

Li Jun ran faster after hearing this.

"Hahahaha!"

As soon as Li Jun left, the students in the back row burst into laughter.

The students in the front rows didn't know what was going on. When they heard the sudden laughter, they turned their heads with puzzled expressions.

A few minutes later, the bell for the end of evening self-study get out of class rang.

Bian Guanyue packed up his schoolbag, took two steps, then stopped, turned around and asked, "Classmate, what's your name?"

Chen Guiliang said: "Chen Guiliang. Erdong Chen. Gui means rich and noble, Liang means kind and virtuous."

This crappy name is off the mark.

He is neither rich nor good.

Bian Guanyue reintroduced herself: "My name is Bian Guanyue. My father's surname is Bian, and my mother's surname is Guan."

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