Chapter 726: Talents Gathering

Wednesday, noon.

Heba bungalow away from the hustle and bustle.

The golden warm sun fell in front of the door, forming a warm and bright light and shadow. Uncle Zhang was eating pumpkin seeds at the door and chatting with Uncle Tang and Teacher Qian. The bully dog ​​next to him was lying on the ground and taking a nap. It was a beautiful scene in the world.

In such a comfortable atmosphere, Jiang Ning's titanium gray battery car broke the silence of the bungalow, and the bully dog ​​immediately jumped up from the ground to greet the real owner of this land.

Uncle Zhang yelled angrily: "Dead dog!"

Uncle Tang's cat also ran to kneel down and bow down. In comparison, Uncle Tang's reaction seemed much calmer.

Uncle Zhang deliberately provoked trouble: "Lao Tang, are you used to this?"

Uncle Tang: "It's too bearish."

Looking for the scent, Xue Yuantong ran to the kitchen and saw her mother cooking in front of the stove.

She called mom.

Aunt Gu said: "There are two more dishes to prepare, please wait a little longer."

Xue Yuantong originally wanted to eat some vegetables, but her mother was worried that the vegetables would get cold in the cold weather, so she put the vegetables in a large pot and covered them to keep them warm. Her plan did not succeed.

She had to sneak to Jiang Ning's house next door. Taking advantage of this time, she touched left and right, and the computer actually turned on, so Xue Yuantong had to sit in front of the computer reluctantly.

A few minutes later, Xue Yuantong was holding the mouse. In the 'Silent Village' of CF biochemical mode, she was holding the silver killer she got from the box and was exchanging cannons with others.

After switching to the cannon sniper, Xue Yuantong used her crouching jumping skills to easily jump onto the high platform of the container. From this position, she could overlook the entire map. Then she held the cannon sniper and sniped whoever she wanted.

She was waiting quietly to randomly turn into a ghost. At this time, two annoying teammates came up to the high platform, and they squeezed her.

The next second, Xue Yuantong randomly became the terminator. She reacted very quickly, clicking the mouse to shake the camera, and infected all the two lucky people.

Xue Yuantong smiled proudly: "Hahaha, what kind of identity do you dare to compete with me for territory!"

She controlled the Terminator to fly down and start the whole hunt.

At this time, Aunt Gu appeared at the door. She saw her daughter sitting in front of the computer and killing everyone. She frowned: "Forget it if you come back in the evening. You are coming back at noon. Can't you wait for such a short time before eating? You have to turn on the computer. ?”

Xue Yuantong: "No, I just touched it and the computer turned on."

Aunt Gu: "If you just touch it, how can the computer turn on?"

Xue Yuantong: "I accidentally touched the power button."

Aunt Gu shouted: "Stop playing, let's eat!"

Xue Yuantong curled his lips, "Mom, why are you being mean to me? I won't delay my meal."

Aunt Gu: "I'm not calling you to eat?"

Xue Yuantong told her mother a negative example to warn her about her mistakes: "You should be gentler. You see, Aunt Hua makes Chu Chu unhappy because she puts pressure on her every day. You can't be too cruel to me."

Aunt Gu was no longer angry. She said in a gentle tone: "Okay, I grilled three pieces of squid for lunch, and I just divided them between Jiang Ning and Chu Chu. Don't eat them."

…

Afternoon.

Jiang Ning placed two lounge chairs at the door, with a small square table in the middle. On the table was a simple and compact tea stove. The red charcoal exuded scorching heat, and above it was a purple sand teapot.

Jiang Ning was making milk tea, and the aroma of tea and milk filled the air, which was extremely tempting.

Even Zhuang Jianhui, who was passing by with a fishing rod, smelled this refreshing aroma.

During the recovery period after his fracture, he had nothing to do. He often went fishing in the fish pond when the weather was nice. Because of his one hand, he was jokingly called a fisherman by other fishermen and became a role model for persisting in fishing.

Even because of Zhuang Jianhui's arrival, the business at the fish pond has improved in the past two days, and the female fishermen have even surpassed the male fishermen.

Zhuang Jianhui took the car home.

Xue Yuantong squinted and looked at the white clouds in the sky. She was worried: "Jiang Ning, the school is holding a New Year's Day party in the playground tonight. What do you think we will do if it suddenly rains? Will the event be cancelled?"

"I will." The cold rain in winter is still very freezing. If it is held forcefully, many weak students may get sick.

Xue Yuantong: "Will it rain tonight?"

It's not that she doesn't read the weather forecast, but that nowadays, even the most accurate weather forecast is not accurate. It was clearly forecast to be sunny today, but it rained at night. When Xue Yuantong reopened the software and planned to settle the score with it, she found that the weather The software again showed that it was raining now. Such a flexible response made Xue Yuantong feel ashamed.

Jiang Ning was just about to answer when Teacher Qian next door heard this and vowed: "It will definitely not rain tonight."

Xue Yuantong was confused: "How do you know?"

Teacher Qian: "My wife has rheumatic bone disease."

Xue Yuantong fell silent.

Jiang Ning: "Cow."

Bi Yue's Samoyed was running happily and freely in the open space in front of the bungalow. Butcher Zhang's bully dog ​​found it and was not too angry about it. It lay on the warm ground and greedily breathed in the scent of milk tea.

Bi Yue wandered to the door of Xue's house and smelled the milk tea that Jiang Ning was making. Her expression changed. Bi Yue couldn't see these lowly ants living happily. In her opinion, these people should be born to be black slaves every day. Come, her happiness will be even happier.

She clicked her tongue and teased: "It's quite sentimental, and she even knows how to make milk tea."

Xue Yuantong: "Yeah."

Bi Yue: "Oh, what a pity, you only have this little entertainment."

Xue Yuantong was too lazy to talk to her. She just picked up the Ru kiln tea cup and took a sip.

Bi Yue covered her mouth and said, "Cherish these two years. When you graduate, you will have to work hard."

"There's nothing we can do. The gap in resources is too big. When my grandfather was the director, your grandfather was still farming. Hahaha." Bi Yue laughed exaggeratedly.

Jiang Ning heard this and thought to himself: 'Not only does he have a director father, but he also has a grandfather. Well, Lin Zida should be investigating. "

Xue Yuantong didn't know about Lin Zida's actions. She was unhappy. She asked: "Jiang Ning, how effective is this tea in reducing internal heat?"

Jiang Ning: "Not very good."

Xue Yuantong said viciously: "That's because you didn't use it in the right place. You should pour the boiling milk tea on some people's faces, so that you can reduce internal heat! "

As soon as these words came out, Bi Yue was frightened and her face turned pale.

She could hardly think of the consequences of being splashed by boiling tea, so she quickly got on the brand new Porsche.

…

Afternoon, the third class.

Tongtong was sleeping, Jiang Ning got up, left the classroom alone, and strolled in the school square.

Although New Year's Day is not a traditional festival, No. 4 Middle School still decided to hold it seriously this time. After all, during the real Spring Festival, students have gone home for vacation.

This festive atmosphere enveloped the entire campus. The big official Yang hung big red lanterns and colorful flags, and all kinds of ribbons were intertwined together.

Jiang Ning looked up and saw a red carpet laid near the podium in the playground. There was also a multimedia truck parked nearby to provide equipment support for the entire New Year's Day party. .

‘I remember that today in my previous life, there was no such bustling scene. ’ Jiang Ning watched all this and thought silently.

In that world, there was no rise of the Changqingye Group. No. 4 Middle School was still as poor as ever, and funds were scarce, so each class still held its own party.

Class 8 became even more fragmented because of the class division in the second year of high school. Xue Yuantong, Bai Yuxia, Chen Qian and other good students all transferred to the experimental class. Wu Xiaoqi was also persuaded to drop out, and the class seemed a little lonely.

The living committee member suggested that everyone contribute 20 yuan each, and the more they contributed, the less they contributed, to hold a New Year's Eve party together. Later, because of Zhang Chi, there was a conflict. Once there was a conflict, this kind of collective behavior would be difficult to achieve.

Finally, the living committee member said that those who were willing to do it would pay, and those who were unwilling to do it would not have to pay. .

Jiang Ning felt that it was meaningless at the time, and twenty yuan was not a small amount of money for him.

So he did not pay the twenty yuan, and went back to his uncle's house after school in the afternoon.

As a result, his aunt saw him and taught him a lesson, saying that he was not sociable.

Jiang Ning went out to the black Internet cafe, spent ten yuan to pay for the night, and spent another four yuan to buy a bucket of instant noodles. He ate all the noodles and soup and was very full.

It was very cold in the second half of the night, and he fell asleep on the broken bed in the black Internet cafe, wrapped in a broken quilt.

I vaguely remembered that Shen Qing'e posted a QQ space that night. She took a photo with Yu Wen, Jiang Yanan, and other outstanding boys in the class. She also smeared cake cream on her face and smiled cutely.

But at that time Jiang Ning just felt strange.

Suddenly, the consciousness around him waved Jiang Ning reached out and grabbed a paper airplane.

He turned around and saw two girls standing in the corridor in front of Building 4, staring at him blankly.

Soon, a girl ran over, seemingly intending to take a paper airplane.

When she ran halfway, Jiang Ning blew a breath on the paper airplane and sent it forward. The paper airplane passed over the girl's head and flew to the corridor.

…

Building 4, second floor, elite gathering room.

The so-called elite is the unified title given to the students participating in the performance by Guo Ran, one of the persons in charge of this New Year's Eve party.

Jiang Ning heard a burst of noise as soon as he entered the classroom.

A female teacher sat behind the desk, ignoring the noise, and asked Jiang Ning:

"Hello, are you here to sign in?"

"Well, Jiang Ning, Class 8, Grade 2, the program is [Mars]. "He said.

After finishing his speech, he stepped into the room. This classroom was slightly larger, almost equivalent to a university lecture hall, and could accommodate hundreds of people.

The two generals of Class 11 of Grade 12, Luo Jun and Gu Tai, stood on the desks, holding microphones rolled up from textbooks, and were speaking loudly:

"The first time, they cancelled Pang Jiao's program, and I didn't speak out, because I am not Pang Jiao!"

"The second time, they cancelled my program, and you didn't speak out, because you are not me!"

His voice contained strong emotions, which was deafening and alerted the world.

He continued his speech: "The third time..."

Wu Xiaoqi was alone in a corner holding a basketball. He shouted loudly: "The third time, the remaining programs were all qualified, and they didn't cancel them anymore. "

Luo Jun and Gu Tai were furious, wishing they could hold a funeral for Wu Xiaoqi right now, with all the extravagance!

Jiang Ning found a random place to sit down, with a few scattered men and women nearby, including Wu Yunzhi and Lan Zichen, who were both in the first year of high school, and Shang Wanqing, who was a little further away.

Several girls were chatting, and judging from their chat records, they should be students in the third year of high school.

A girl said, "Shanshan, you have spent too much time on this program, and I still think that the college entrance examination is more important."

The girl called Shanshan had a good appearance and a long braided pigtail. She looked like a girl next door, but also had a sharp spirit that should not be underestimated.

Shanshan stared at the protesting group in front of her and felt suffocated. She relaxed and said, "The college entrance examination is indeed important, but I don't want to look back on my high school days in the future and find that my memories are all about studying from dawn to dusk. ”

The girl sighed: "Shanshan, you are too idealistic. I have seen too many examples. My cousin is from a 985 university and can go to a big company for internship during the summer vacation, where she can learn a lot of knowledge. My sister is only from a second-tier university and can only work in a shopping mall during the summer vacation."

"But, hey, everyone has their own ambitions." The girl didn't insist.

Another girl said: "Speaking of summer jobs, there is a particularly funny thing. My brother went to work in a factory during the summer vacation, and he met a classmate who dropped out of junior high school. That classmate became a supervisor."

Shanshan, who had a pigtail, finally spoke. She was sure in her words: "He may be a supervisor in the factory all his life, but your brother is different. Your brother will..."

Jiang Ning said: "Your brother will work in another factory."

As soon as this was said, the three girls nearby all looked at him.

Jiang Ning turned his face away and said nothing.

...

As time passed, several more students came to the elite gathering room.

After Cui Yu and Guo Kunnan signed in, they came to the back row. He found Jiang Ning and said the first sentence:

"Jiang Ning, your Mars has met its match!"

Guo Kunnan was also serious: "It is said that someone has a program similar to yours, or even surpasses you by one dimension!"

"Oh? Who is it?"

Cui Yu said: "She is Li Shanyue, and it is said that she will perform fire dance at the New Year's Eve party!"

Jiang Ning was surprised: "I don't know if it's the sexy and hot Fire Dance?"

Cui Yu winked: "Yes!"

In fact, he didn't know if it was the sexy and hot Fire Dance.

Jiang Ning said calmly: "You need talent to act, first of all, COS is not up to standard."

At least, according to Jiang Ning's observation, very few girls in No. 4 Middle School can do it now.

Cui Yu: "Come on, Jiang Ning, don't let our class eight be suppressed by a woman!"

Guo Kunnan: "Yes, in case of any accidents, Cui Yu and I have also prepared our best performances."

Cui Yu looked fascinated: "I heard that Li Shanyue is a senior in the third year of high school. Alas, although she is an old bacon, if this old bacon is cooked well, it is still very tasty."

He smacked his lips, quite obscene.

Cui Yu looked around and said: "I wonder when Li Shanyue will arrive. I really want to see her true self."

The girl next to her, who was called Shanshan, couldn't help but say: "I am the person you are talking about."

Cui Yu stared at the pigtail, his expression stagnant: "Uh, are you Li Shanyue?"

"I am not Li Shanyue." Pigtail said.

Cui Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me, so what's your name!"

Jiang Shanyue said: "My name is Jiang Shanyue."

Cui Yu's expression changed again: "Senior Jiang, my admiration for you has nothing to do with your last name, so Jiang Shanyue, hello, let's get to know each other again."

Jiang Shanyue shut up, how could there be such a shameless person in this school?

At this time, Wan Qing, a small green tea merchant in the first year of high school, saw all this, and there was a gap between her and Jiang Shanyue.

At this moment, her eyes flashed, and suddenly snorted:

"Jiang Shanyue is also someone you can call by her name? She is an inheritor of intangible cultural heritage, a calligrapher, a painter, an independent woman... This name is too heavy, you can't bear everything behind this name, please respectfully call her, Teacher Jiang, thank you!"