Chapter 511: Rescue

Tuesday, September 9, morning.

At the end of the half-hour class break, the preparatory bell for eye exercises rang, and Shang Caiwei walked out of the office.

She was wearing a white jacket and jeans, fresh and no makeup, and her long and fine hair covered her small face, giving her a pure and youthful atmosphere.

Although it was time for eye exercises, Class 8, Grade 2, was dancing wildly.

Wu Xiaoqi was in the corridor outside the classroom. The basketball was bouncing around and around his crotch. He picked up the basketball, made a tiger leap, and turned around to shoot.

Wang Longlong in the classroom eats steamed dumplings.

Shan Xiao tossed a coin.

Cui Yu was browsing silicone dolls on the Internet. Because he had not watched the movie, his former eldest brother Duan Shigang decided to make a living on his own and created Baidu Cloud Disk, which he is currently studying.

During this time, Shang Caiwei walked into the classroom without attracting anyone's attention.

In the entire class, there were very few students doing eye exercises, including Bai Yuxia and Dong Qingfeng.

After the eye exercises, Gao Heshuai didn't walk into the class immediately, which made the classmates very happy. The monitor, Xin Youling, couldn't make up his mind and had no discipline.

Dong Qingfeng turned to chat with Shen Qing'e and Jiang Yanan: "Evergreen Liquid was on TV yesterday."

Jiang Yanan: "Again?"

Dong Qingfeng glanced outside first to prevent any teachers from paying attention. He took out his mobile phone and clicked on Weibo: "Look at the hot searches."

Jiang Yanan quickly looked up, and Shen Qing'e also stared at it. The first hot search item was 'iphone6 ​​release. ’

The second one is "Eternal Eyes", which is much more popular than the third place, a certain hurdler getting married.

"The eyes are always green..." Shen Qing'e thought, and she guessed: "It doesn't have something to do with the eyes, right?"

Dong Qingfeng looked excited: "Yes, I heard it can cure myopia!"

"Cure myopia?" Song Sheng next to him cast a look.

He is 70 to 80 degrees myopic. Although he does not need to wear glasses, he obviously feels that his vision is far worse than before. If Changqing Liquid develops a product to treat myopia, he will be the first to try it.

Song Sheng often watches various martial arts action movies and yearns for them very much. If he puts on his eyes and fights with people in the future, wouldn't it be a huge weakness?

Dong Qingfeng: "I heard that new technology has been adopted. I believe in the level of Changqing Liquid. In the field of hair loss before, they said they could conquer it. It's like a miracle."

Dong Qingfeng had an uncle who was bald. It wasn't until that uncle came to his house for dinner with a head of black hair that completely broke Dong Qingfeng's unique impression of him.

Shen Qing'e: "There must be no problem with technology. Isn't our English teacher Chen Haiyang an example?"

"It's just that the price is probably not cheap, right?" she was curious.

Dong Qingfeng: "There was some gossip on the Internet yesterday. The price of Mu Changqing is estimated to be about the same as Changqing Liquid."

Jiang Yanan was surprised: "Ordinary people can't afford it, right? Why do they sell it so expensive?"

Song Sheng said coldly: "They have no intention of selling it to ordinary people."

Jiang Yanan: "Why not sell it cheaper, like ten yuan a bottle, so that everyone benefits? Just like Coke, you can make a lot of money, right?"

Dong Qingfeng shook his head: "One person can drink Coke, and he can drink many bottles every month, but Changqing Liquid is different. It targets a specific group, the scope is different, and the number of people is too small."

After hearing this, Jiang Yanan thought for a while: "It seems like this. If you sell it cheaply, you will lose money."

Dong Qingfeng: "For example, the newly released iPhone 6. You know the price of the Redmi 6 Plus is ten times that of it. If the iPhone 6 sells for 699 yuan, there may be no iPhone 7 in the future."

"99% of the wealth in the world is concentrated in the hands of 1% of people. If you can take money from them, it will definitely be better than ordinary people." Dong Qingfeng said.

Shen Qing'e concluded: "Evergreen Liquid does not make money from the poor."

After Song Sheng heard this, a look of pride appeared on his face: "Qingfeng, I don't agree with your point of view."

Dong Qingfeng: "Huh?"

Song Sheng said: "In fact, 120% of the wealth in this world is in the hands of 1% of people. The extra 20% of wealth is the liability of 99% of the poor."

Dong Qingfeng was stunned. For a moment, he actually felt that Song Sheng's words were quite reasonable.

…

The atmosphere among several people chatting was generally pleasant, until Gao Heshuai stepped into the class, and the whole classroom was silent for him.

Gao Heshuai got straight to the point: "Ahem, let's go to class."

Following his voice, the students calmed down and began to concentrate on the course.

Compared with other teachers, Gao Heshuai is the teacher who likes to ask questions the most. When he talks about new question types, he will press his cow-like eyes towards the entire classroom.

At this time, the students who were pretending to raise their heads to listen to the lecture suddenly had evasive eyes and a contemplative expression on their faces. In short, they hoped that Gao Heshuai would not ask him questions.

Gao Heshuai glanced across the class. The students' backs were all numb, as if they were being executed.

Gao Heshuai shouted: "Cui Yu."

The other students felt relieved and felt lucky to have escaped disaster.

When Cui Yu heard this, he cursed in his heart. He didn't want to be asked questions. Once he asked questions, he would stand in the back.

In the blink of an eye, he figured out a way to escape. He covered his chest, a look of pain appeared on his face, his facial features tightened, it was so uncomfortable!

"Cui Yu, why don't you get up and answer the question?"

Cui Yu pretended to be sick and was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

Meng Gui covered for him: "Teacher, last night Cui Yu took a bath with cold water at home and accidentally caught a fever. Look how uncomfortable he is."

Wang Longlong in the back row sang: "Cui Yu's spirit of attending classes despite being sick not only inspired us students, but also planted the spirit of hard work, seriousness and love in our hearts. As the saying goes..."

Gao Heshuai had veins popping on his forehead: "Shut up!"

Wang Longlong: "Okay!"

Gao Heshuai glanced at Cui Yu again: "Well, if you have a fever, take some medicine. You don't have to answer."

Meng Gui gave Cui Yu a look that meant, 'Brother, please do your best, right? ’

Cui Yu, ‘As expected, my brother Meng is so awesome. ’

While the two were secretly happy, Gao Heshuai stood on the podium and shouted with a loud voice: "Since Cui Yu is sick, Meng Gui will answer it."

Meng Gui: "?"

After Cui Yu heard this, he naturally would not sit back and watch his good brother behind bars. He struggled to hold on to the desk, propped up his body, and rescued him:

"Teacher Gao, Meng Gui ate half of a large leftover watermelon last night and became ill too."

Gao Heshuai looked ugly, and he said in a calm tone: "I think his face is quite normal."

Cui Yu gave Meng Gui a look, hinting that he was about to pretend to be sick.

But Meng Gui had his own plan. He knew it was too late to pretend to be sick, so he did the opposite. He spoke righteously:

"Illness will not defeat me, but will make me stronger!"

…

After class, Meng Gui's career as a guard was over. He rubbed his legs and returned to his seat.

Wang Longlong sang from behind: "Later, Xiao Guizi finally learned how to quibble, and Fatty Gao had already disappeared into the sea of ​​people."

Meng Ziyun looked at them and thought to herself: "Are there too many weirdos in the new class?"

South side of the classroom.

At normal times, Shang Caiwei would never leave the classroom if nothing happened. Her deskmate went out. When Chen Siyu saw it, he ran to her and sat down next to her.

"Caiwei." Chen Siyu took the initiative to say hello.

"Ah?" Shang Caiwei felt very sudden.

Bai Yuxia looked at the two women. Although they had been seated separately for almost 10 days, she and Shang Caiwei had not had a single conversation.

Chen Siyu asked: "I went to the office today and saw you typing in front of the computer. You typed so fast. It seemed like you were still touch typing. How did you practice?"

For high school students, touch typing on the keyboard is a relatively cool skill. Not to mention high school students, even many college students find it difficult to do it.

Only by entering society and working in an office can you master this skill.

Shang Caiwei held her hands together and twisted unnaturally. She said, "Just practice more."

Chen Siyu: "Do you have any practice skills?"

"I type a lot." Shang Caiwei said in a very low voice.

Bai Yuxia at the back table said: "I remembered an interesting thing about typing."

Chen Siyu: "You say it, you say it."

"My grandpa retired some time ago. My dad was afraid that he would be bored, so he bought him an iPad and installed chess software. Grandpa rarely chatted with people online before. This weekend, my parents and I went to eat with him, and we saw My grandpa typed very fast.”

Chen Siyu: "Why did the old man suddenly learn to type?"

Bai Yuxia's pretty face was a little weird: "Grandpa said that when playing chess, the opponent often scolds him, and he has to scold him back."

Chen Siyu: "Huh?"

This is awesome.

Chen Siyu felt strange, but Shang Caiwei next to her trembled all over after hearing this. On a hot day, she only felt her hands and feet were cold:

‘She won’t be exposed! ’

Her alertness towards Bai Yuxia instantly increased to red, and she vowed never to have a close relationship with her in the future.

…

The last class of evening self-study.

Just as the preparation bell rang, Cao Kun, Meng Ziyun, and Tang Jing walked into the classroom from the door.

The three of them carried milk tea in their hands and finally took their seats.

After a while, Shan Kaiquan also came in carrying a large bag of double skin milk. He ran to the front and gave Guo Kunnan a cup first, and then gave another cup to Jiang Ning:

"Brother Ning, take it."

In the past, when he and Bai Yuxia sat at the same table, they often got snacks from Jiang Ning. Shan Kaiquan was not someone who didn't want to repay the favor.

After Xue Yuantong saw the double-skinned breasts, he lay on the desk and stared at her eagerly.

"Eat it." Jiang Ning gave it to her.

Xue Yuantong's eyebrows suddenly curved into crescent moons.

Shan Kaiquan returned to the Four Seats and gave Wang Longlong, Ma Shicheng and Hu Jun a drink.

Wang Longlong sighed: "Hey, Brother Quan, what happy event is there today?"

Shan Kaiquan said carelessly: "Thanks to my brothers for helping me with QQ yesterday, I must repay the favor."

Wang Longlong: "I wish you immediate success!"

Ma Shicheng: "I wish you good luck from the dragon and the phoenix."

Hu Jun: "I wish you, wish you...sweep thousands of armies!"

Shan Kaiquan spent ten yuan and received blessings from his good brothers.

In front, Tang Jing took an extra cup of milk tea.

Cao Kun felt uncomfortable because he paid for the milk tea. Although the money was not much, what did you mean by Tang Jing asking for two cups at a time?

Meng Ziyun just wanted a drink from her.

But Cao Kun had no choice. Every time he and Meng Ziyun made an excuse to date, Tang Jing would always show up, ruining the atmosphere of his date and making him spend more money.

He was so annoyed with Tang Jing.

Tang Jing picked up a cup of pearl milk tea, turned around, and said to Huang Yuzhu in a cooing voice:

"Yuzhu, you usually work too hard to carry water for your classmates. Others don't thank you, but I thank you. Here, I bought you milk tea specially, with pearls and pudding added."

After hearing this, Cao Kun was furious and said, 'Damn, that's the milk tea I bought. Although I don't like you, you use the milk tea I bought to pick up other men. What the hell do you mean? "

The matter was so complicated that Cao Kun was about to explode.

Huang Yuzhu was stunned by the sudden surprise. He had never had a girl buy him milk tea in his life!

If it were any ordinary high school boy, if a girl with average looks brought him milk tea, he would definitely feel happy.

The honest Huang Yuzhu awkwardly refused: "No, no, I like to work, I don't need milk tea."

Tang Jing came closer and said in a pinched voice: "Oh, Yuzhu, others don't understand you, but I do."

"It's hard for people to buy it, you just drink a sip? Be obedient."

Huang Yuzhu's face turned red. Seeing Tang Jing continue to move forward, Huang Yuzhu hurriedly said: "I'll drink it, I'll drink it later!"

Tang Jing: "Drink it now."

Duan Shigang, who was separated by a river, paid close attention to this side. He was almost jealous. Huang Yuzhu was so popular with women!

Huang Yuzhu couldn't bear Tang Jing's kindness, so he stopped refusing.

Huang Yuzhu's family conditions were not good. The family lived in an old and dilapidated house.

Like his father, he is honest, kind, and serious. He never conflicts with others and likes to take the initiative to do things. This kind of good guy has a strong sense of morality and is actually prone to suffer a lot of losses, but Huang Yuzhu enjoys it.

Huang Yuzhu has never even drunk milk tea outside the school, even though the price of this cup of milk tea is only about 5 yuan.

Huang Yuzhu picked up the straw that came with the milk tea and gently poked the plastic film, but it didn't break. He tried twice and still couldn't do it.

Tang Jing: "It's not like that, you try harder."

After hearing this, Huang Yuzhu suddenly exerted force, but the force he used was too great. The straw not only penetrated the plastic film, but also poked out from the side of the milk tea cup.

The milk tea rushed out and flowed onto the desk.

Tang Jing cried "Ah".

Huang Yuzhu's simple character made him not think too much. He quickly used his mouth to catch the milk tea, causing the milk tea to flow all over him again.

Cao Kun shook his head and smiled. This boy... is so low.

Meng Ziyun laughed out loud, and she quickly covered her mouth.

Tang Jing saw Huang Yuzhu's embarrassed look, and the disguise didn't hold up. She pointed at Huang Yuzhu and said with a smile:

"Is it a cup of milk tea?"

Huang Yuzhu, who was in a hurry, noticed the reactions of the students around him, and he barely gave a far-fetched smile.

The atmosphere was very quiet for a while, the noise disappeared, and Huang Yuzhu's dignity and joy seemed to disappear with it.

Suddenly, Ma Shicheng, who was sitting in the back of the four rows, was surprised and said: "Fuck, my hands are shaking!"

I saw a piece of white and tender double-skin milk flying to the high pile of books. It was particularly obvious under the fluorescent lights on the ceiling.

"It's shameful to waste food!" Ma Shicheng didn't dislike it at all. He looked normal, scooped up the double-skin milk with a spoon, put it in his mouth, and ate it with relish.