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Chapter 55 National Day

Ji Qingmo's "sickness" went straight from Monday night to Thursday afternoon, because the National Day is coming soon, so there is only one class to be taught and one self-study class on Thursday afternoon, Ji Qingmo It was in that self-study class.

The weather at the end of September was still very warm, and the sun outside made people feel warm. Jiang Yichen and Ji Qingmo were sitting next to the window, which happened to be able to shine, so Ji Qingmo wore a pair of short sleeves and a pair of midi Under the gaze of most people in the class, he sat down in his seat.

Before Jiang Yichen could express his concerns, the person in front of him had already slapped his head and face with questions—"Did I study hard during the two days I was ill? Did I take notes? Did you make a copy for me? "

Probably the most important of these three questions is the last question, but Jiang Yichen's head was like a mess at the time, how could he remember to help his deskmate take notes?

He shook his head with a guilty conscience, but then his momentum rose: "Let me take notes for you? Haven't you ever thought about keeping yourself from getting sick? I told you earlier that you are not in good health. Pay attention and take care of yourself, why don't you listen?"

What he said was not loud enough to be heard by the table in front of him. Song Zhuo's eyebrows jumped when he heard what he said. Now he is a little sure that there is really no socialist brotherhood in their dormitory...

Ji Qingmo was choked by Jiang Yichen's words. He was right. If he pretended to be sick, he would have to bear the consequences of pretending to be sick. After all, in front of this child, he was still a frail male high school student.

Seeing that Ji Qingmo had nothing to say, Jiang Yichen hummed a relaxed tune and opened the book, then pushed the Chinese document in front of Ji Qingmo: "I was distracted when the teacher was talking about this, and I didn't listen to anything." I understand, I don’t really understand the annotations in classical Chinese, can I ask my good deskmate to help me? It’s best if you can explain it to me.”

Ji Qingmo gave him a blank look, and said: "Shuozhong is the best deskmate, I have been lying on the hospital bed for the past two days, and I can still hear your lectures with my ears?"

Jiang Yichen: ...

"Song Zhuo—"

"I don't know I can't do anything..." Realizing that he was speaking too fast, Song Zhuo paused for a moment, and then said slowly, "Brother Jiang, to tell you the truth, I have also been on a foreign plane these two days Come on, you can ask the class monitor, don't listen to his nonsense, he must have previewed, this classical Chinese is a piece of cake for him."

"Song Zhuo? You? A foreign plane?" He Ziyao turned his head to look at Song Zhuo, exposing his clumsy lies mercilessly, "These two days have been the most serious time for you to listen to the lectures. You said you took a foreign plane? Lao Tzu I really believed your evil."

Song Zhuo: ...

Question: What should I do if I have a melon skin boy as my deskmate?

Need an answer, it's urgent.

After Jiang Yichen heard He Ziyao's words, he just glanced at Song Zhuo, and without saying anything, he elbowed Ji Qingmo next to him: "Just say you will?"

Ji Qingmo glanced at Song Zhuo, Song Zhuo turned his head back with interest, and hit He Ziyao by the way: "Where did you come from so stupid?"

"Why are you still attacking personally?" He Ziyao pursed his lips. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Liu Nansheng, the new disciplinary committee member after Yu Zhao. He cleared his throat and nodded at him, "I'm sorry, I'll keep my voice down."

Liu Nansheng doesn't have much impression of Jiang Yichen. It seems that few people in this class can remember it for so long, but other people can have an impression in their heads, but Liu Nansheng is not. If he hadn't become a disciplinary committee member, Jiang Yichen might not be at all. Know that there is such a person in their class.

Liu Nansheng is very timid, but his family background is quite good, and his grades are in the upper middle of the class. It is because he is timid, so even if he becomes a disciplinary committee member, he does not dare to intervene too much in some disciplinary issues.

Jiang Yichen glanced around, maybe the monthly exam was approaching, everyone was under a lot of pressure, and few people were discussing things other than study, Liu Nansheng didn't care about it, anyway, their grades in this class were pretty good, so with It's not necessary for the disciplinary committee to intervene.

"Ah!" A sharp girl rang out in the classroom, "Have you read our school post? It has the identity information of the person who died yesterday, Sun Wu, it was Sun Wu who died!"

He Ziyao rubbed the back of his head: "Sun Wu doesn't have any grudges with our class... Hey, did the police release any news about what's going on? Eat melon."

Liu Nansheng answered his question in a very low voice: "Yes... When I went out this morning, I bought a copy of Shuowu Daily, which said that he committed suicide because of too much academic pressure."

He Ziyao was amused: "It's not that there have been suicides in our school before. Wasn't the one that was crushed by the school? Why is Sun Wu going to be released? It won't be because of his back... "

Sun Wu's reputation in Shuozhong is really not very good, and Sun Wu has nothing to do with them, so it didn't cause any disturbance, and not many people wanted to pay attention to this matter.

Liu Nansheng shook his head, and his voice was still low: "No. The person who committed suicide last time was designed because his family didn't want his information to be exposed in the newspapers, and he didn't want him to be hurt again, so..."

"You mean Zhao Linyue?"

He Ziyao choked up, and he turned his head and looked at Jiang Yichen with a very surprised look: "I thought our school was overwhelmed, and only a small number of people in the school should know about this, you...Master Jiang, Could it be that having money can turn ghosts around?"

He Ziyao's thoughts:

Young master Jiang's family is so rich, so when he transferred to another school, he must first investigate what happened in this school before putting the young master here.

Before Jiang Yichen had time to speak, He Ziyao said again: "Since your family has investigated the suicide case here, why would you be transferred here? And your grades are worse than mine, just to impress you. pressure?"

Jiang Yichen: "..."

Song Zhuo raised his hand and slapped He Ziyao on the forehead: "Review, you should study hard, can you say a few words less? What does it matter to you if others want to come here to study? What a gossip."

Liu Nansheng carefully glanced at Jiang Yichen's position, but he didn't expect Jiang Yichen's eyes to collide with his. Jiang Yichen asked him, "Do you have anything to say?"

Before Liu Nansheng could speak, Huang Qifeng, as his good tablemate, tugged at his cuff, and reminded him in a low voice: "It's wrong to talk too much. Liu Nansheng, being wise and protecting yourself is the right way."

Liu Nansheng swallowed the speech he had prepared. He shook his head unnaturally and said, "No, no, I have nothing to say."

Jiang Yichen glanced at Huang Qifeng who reminded Liu Nansheng just now, Huang Qifeng smiled at him very politely, Jiang Yichen also nodded, and didn't ask what Liu Nansheng wanted to say just now.

The table of Liu Nansheng and Huang Qifeng was not too far from Jiang Yichen's side, so the two didn't intend to talk, and secretly passed small notes.

Liu Nansheng: [Why did you stop me from speaking just now? 】

Huang Qifeng: [Mingzhe protects himself, we know best what happened at that time, do you want to be completely involved]

Liu Nansheng thought of the scene where he and Huang Qifeng played with Zhao Linyue when they were young, and he wrote: [But those things we did will be discovered sooner or later, and now that Sun Wu is dead, are you not afraid that Zhao Linyue will retaliate against us? 】

Huang Qifeng simply hated iron but steel: [That can't be said now, do you know what background they have?Want to shake out the past completely?You don't want face, I want more, Liu Nansheng, think about it, whose money did you spend to grow up to this point, without my dad, you are nothing now, are you really going to drag me into the water? 】

Liu Nansheng: [I'm not trying to drag you into the water, I just want to give myself a chance to redeem myself]

Huang Qifeng didn't reply to his little note after reading this one. Liu Nansheng carefully looked at Huang Qifeng's expression, and asked in a breathy voice: "Master, if you really don't like me mentioning the past, then I will Don't talk about it, don't get involved with my dad."

Liu Nansheng knew how he grew up in Shuowu No. [-] Middle School. He came here purely by relying on Huang Qifeng's family background. His father has no ability, that is, he accidentally helped Huang Qifeng do something wrong under a "normal situation". It was a great thing, Huang Qifeng introduced his father to Huang's father, and his father was able to hold the position of director in Huang's company.

If Huang Qifeng was really upset, Liu Nansheng was worried that Huang Qifeng would involve his father, not to mention that Zhao Linyue had been dead for so long, and no one mentioned him anymore, so he could enjoy Zhao Linyue with peace of mind. All benefits brought to him after death.

But how can he feel at ease?

Every time he dreamed that Zhao Linyue came to claim his life and asked him to exchange his life for another, every time at that time, Liu Nansheng would wake up in fright, it was terrible, he thought, it was really terrible.

Obviously he was only the one who indirectly caused Zhao Linyue to commit suicide, while Huang Qifeng and Sun Wu were the ones who directly caused it. Why is Huang Qifeng still fine when Sun Wu died?Why is he still teaching here, still alive and kicking?

These inexplicable thoughts filled his mind, he was in a daze for the whole class, the book didn't turn a page, he was afraid, he was afraid that Zhao Linyue caused Sun Wu's death.

Three minutes before the end of the self-study class, Ji Qingmo asked Jiang Yichen: "Is there anything to be busy on National Day?"

"Well," Jiang Yichen nodded, and looked at the locust tree through the window again. After relaxing for so many days, it's time to get down to business, "It's time to go and have a look there."