Chapter 57: Looking for Zeng Jingwei

The live stream went well.

After the live broadcast, Yi Cheng talked to the administrator of Aiwan.com.

The negotiation process went smoothly, and the administrator did not deliberately lower the conditions because Yi Cheng was a newcomer, on the contrary, he was very optimistic about Yi Cheng's momentum, and the contract terms offered to Yi Cheng were very good.

So Yi Cheng was embarrassed to stage a routine of running to other websites to become popular and then slapping his face.

After figuring out a few doubts in the contract, Yi Cheng took his USB flash drive and copied the electronic version, took it to the printing shop next to the school to print it, signed it, and sent it out.

As soon as he saw the time, it was almost time for Chinese class, so he simply didn't go back to the rental house and went back to school directly.

……

After the Chinese class, Song Jiaqi glanced at him seemingly casually, and Tingting left the classroom in a curvy manner.

Today's Chinese class is not the last two lessons, and there are two more to come. Yi Cheng didn't pack his schoolbag, and walked to stop Liu Xuecong, who was about to flush the toilet: "Go." ”

Liu Xuecong stopped: "What are you doing?" ”

Yi Cheng took out the bag of "Shazhou 1940" from his pocket and shook it in front of Liu Xuecong.

Liu Xuecong scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously: "Local tyrant, open one!" ”

In the eyes of these high school students whose pocket money is strictly controlled, those who can afford to draw a pack of 20 yuan "Sandbar 1940" seem to be local tyrants.

Two boys next to him also saw it, and they came around and coaxed: "Chengzi, open one, don't be stingy!" ”

Yi Cheng glanced at them. These two people don't usually have much friendship with him, but they haven't had any dirty encounters, and they can be regarded as nodding friends. One is called Liu Zetao, and the other is called Ning Yuanfan, and their grades are not up or down, and they are expected to be the kind of two. He smiled and said, "Let's go find a place together." You're not going to want me to smoke in the classroom, are you? ”

Several people were overjoyed: "Let's go to the grove behind the laboratory building, where there are few people. ”

So they didn't care if there was enough time for the recess, so they pushed Yi Cheng downstairs and came to the back of the experimental building.

There are dozens of trees planted here, and the largest one has to be hugged by two people, and I am afraid that the tree will not be decades old.

Because it is relatively remote and there are few students coming and going, it has become a gathering place for some students who smoke.

Yi Cheng gave everyone a cigarette, and pretended to ask Liu Xuecong casually: "By the way, do you know how Liao Liyan and the others got acquainted with Zeng Jingwei?" ”

Liu Xuecong shook his head, and his tower-like body also shook, and the smoke not only came out of his nostrils, but also from his ears, which was as magical as magic: "I don't know, who is Zeng Jingwei?" ”

Yi Cheng was silent. Zeng Jingwei is a senior student in a key high school and a high school in the city of No. 13, and he and Liao Liyan have a good time. His father, Zeng Jiguo, is a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and secretary of the Shazhou Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection.

"I know," Liu Zetao spit out a small smoke ring beside him, "I heard that Zeng Jingwei likes to play 'Avenger League' and is a big hand in the diamond rank." Liao Liyan also played 'Revenge League' well, I heard that they met in an Internet café before, and then they often double-lined together. ”

Yi Cheng smiled: "Diamonds are big hands?" ”

Liu Zetao complained: "Diamonds are not big hands, do they have to be the strongest kings?" There are only 50 kings in each district, and a few people can beat it. Those who can hit diamonds are considered to be the top experts in our vicinity. I've been playing for two years, and it's still gold, and I can't even go up to platinum. ”

"Don't talk about it," Ning Yuanfan said with a crying face, "I'm still swimming in the silver fish pond." ”

"Liao Liyan and Zeng Jingwei, their rank is so high, and their grades are so good, I really don't know how they learned." Liu Zetao said.

"What's so hard." Yi Cheng threw the cigarette he had only smoked twice on the ground and stepped on it, and several classmates felt heartache when they saw it.

"I'll take you up another day, it's still not a big problem to get a diamond," Yi Cheng waved his hand, "I'll go first, you smoke slowly." ”

"Such a cow? Dare to talk and take us to the diamond? Could it be that you are a hidden king? Liu Zetao's words were sarcastic.

After all, eating people's mouths is short, Ning Yuanfan was a little authentic and didn't speak, but the expression on his face was obviously unbelieving.

Yi Cheng smiled, didn't say much to them, went straight back to the classroom, packed his schoolbag and ran away before the next class started.

……

The entrance of the school in the city of 13. It's very close to the city 17 middle school, but just look at the glamorous and magnificent gate, and the 17 middle school is not the same grade at all.

Yi Cheng was stopped by the doorman, who was in his thirties, with a bitter and hateful expression, and stared at Yi Cheng with sharp eyes: "Where is the school uniform?" What about student IDs? ”

Yi Cheng handed over a "Sandbank 1940" and said with a smile, "Big brother, I went out to play games at noon and forgot the time." School uniforms and student IDs are placed in classrooms. ”

City No. 13 Middle School is a key middle school, and unlike No. 17 Middle School, which is lax in management, students here have to wear school uniforms to school.

The doorman took the cigarette and said with a sneer, "Forgot the time? It's the third class in the afternoon, and you're having a good time. ”

"Yes," Yi Cheng smiled, "Big brother, be accommodating!" As he spoke, he took out a pack of unopened "Sandbank 1940" from his trouser pocket and handed it over.

Only then did the doorman put away his sneer, took the cigarette and nodded lightly: "Okay, don't take it as an example." As he spoke, he pressed the key fob.

The iron door moved slowly, revealing a gap that only allowed one person to pass through. Yi Cheng walked in the door and thanked the doorman again.

Along the green ** all the way forward, to the end of the turn of a big bend, the 13th middle school teaching building is impressive.

At this time, it was still during the class period, no one walked in the corridor, and Yi Cheng did not go to the teaching building, so as not to be discovered by the teacher of No. 13 Middle School.

He walked to the stadium of No. 13, which is a plastic runway, and the soccer field in the middle is paved with neatly manicured natural turf, which is many times more upscale than the broken stadium of No. 17.

Yi Cheng smoked a cigarette next to the stadium and waited for the bell to ring before he walked to the teaching building.

According to the door number on the classroom, he walked to the fourth floor, which is where the classroom of the third year of high school is located. He casually stopped a good-looking girl with glasses in the corridor with a few cute pigtails, and asked with a smile: "Hello, do you know what class Zeng Jingwei is in?" ”

The girl looked at him from behind her cold glasses and gestured to the classroom next to her.

"Thank you!"

Coming to the back door of the classroom with the number of class 4 in the third year of high school, Yi Cheng gently patted the shoulder of the student sitting in the back row, who was wearing headphones and shaking his head to listen to English.

The student looked back, stunned for a moment, took off his headphones and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Hello classmate, can you tell me where Zeng Jingwei is sitting?"

The student suddenly sneered, stood up and shouted, "Zeng Jingwei, someone is looking for you!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several boys rushed to Yi Cheng, and the first one looked thin and weak, and his body was about the same as Yi Cheng.