Chapter Twenty-Eight: Two Persons
After the doctor finished rubbing the medicine on Ning Zhichu, he was busy getting the medicine for the next patient. At this time, the business of the small clinic is quite good. In other words, in the spring of the fireworks in March, people do not seem to be very accustomed to the changing weather, which leads to a rapid rise in the number of sick people.
Ning Zhichu and Zhang Jing, who were a little embarrassed by the doctor's words, had nothing to talk about in a short period of time, one silently stared at the wound that had just finished applying the potion in a daze, and the other stared intently at the door of the clinic, as if there were beautiful things like gods.
Ning Zhichu, who felt that the atmosphere was a little depressing, coughed and said softly: "Zhang Jing, do you have a watch?" If I have a watch, can you help me see what time it is? β
"Huh?"
"Uh-oh."
Zhang Jing didn't seem to react, Ning Zhichu took the initiative to talk to her, after all, in all the schools in Xinpu Town in 2005, male and female classmates did not dare to cross the Lei Chi Table too closely, otherwise a "young love" hat would be pointed at. Of course, those who have no intention of learning, both men and women, will not pay attention to the conventions in between.
Zhang Jing rolled up the corners of her sleeves, revealing her white wrists. On her wrist, Zhang Jing is wearing an inky black watch, which looks domineering, not like a girl.
After watching it for a while, Zhang Jing said: "Ning Zhichu, it's more than half past three o'clock now, what's the matter, are you worried that the teacher will name you to skip class?" β
Zhang Jing's eyes rolled, patted her chest that was beginning to take shape, and said proudly, "Don't worry, if Xu Laoyou or the deputy squad leader wants to remember that you skipped class, I will appear for you and explain the ...... of your situation." β
Zhang Jing said as she spoke, and her voice lowered. She found that Ning Zhichu on the other side was not paying attention to his words at all, but with a thief's face, looking stunned when he saw the new world. Zhang Jing felt very strange, looked along Ning Zhichu's eyeliner, and found that what Ning Zhichu was staring at was that she was patting her chest just now and accidentally revealed the traces of two cherries on her clothes, and she was immediately ashamed and angry.
Ning Zhichu smiled, afraid that Zhang Jing would be really annoyed, so he had to quickly change the topic: "Zhang Jing, it's half past three, can you do me a favor and help me drop this letter into the mailbox at the post office?" β
Zhang Jing was ashamed and angry, first sorted out her appearance, and just wanted to "crusade" against Ning Zhichu and ask for compensation, when she heard Ning Zhichu mention the envelope, she immediately thought of the increasingly fierce pen pal phenomenon in the school, so Zhang Jing doubted: "Ning Zhichu, who are you writing to?" Write to pen pals? β
Ning Zhichu hurriedly explained: "No, I didn't write it for pen pals." I don't have a pen pal object, do I want to write to aliens? β
"Hehe, do you think I'll believe it? Hurry up and say who you're writing to, or don't want me to help deliver it. Zhang Jing sneered, she didn't believe what Ning Zhichu said, as far as she knew, basically more than 20 classmates in the class had pen pal objects, and even she didn't have a pen pal from Beijing, and she felt uncomfortable if she didn't write four or five letters every month. Zhang Jing thinks that the letter in Ning Zhichu's hand now must be for a pen pal, and the gender must be female, in terms of Ning Zhichu's impolite eyes just now!
Ning Zhichu was helpless, so he had to hand over the envelope and said, "Then don't you understand by looking at the recipient on the envelope?" Actually, in the morning, I saw the essay contest in "Essays and Selections", so I wanted to try to see if I could win an award. β
"Hey, that's true."
Zhang Jing took the envelope and saw that the recipient on it was indeed the address where "Composition and Selection" was located, after all, this student publication was ordered by Chengnan Middle School in the second year of junior high school, and when she was bored, she would also look at the thoughts of her peers across the country, so she was quite familiar with the address of "Composition and Selection". It's a pity that from the first semester of the second year of junior high school to this semester, Zhang Jing felt that the articles published in this "Composition and Selection" did not meet her taste, or she felt that the ideas of those peers in it were simply too naΓ―ve, as naΓ―ve as kindergarten children playing with each other.
Ning Zhichu said, "Yes, I watched the essay contest inside, and it was pretty good, anyway, I had nothing to do, just try my luck." β
Zhang Jing showed a sarcastic smile and said, "Ning Zhichu, you still don't have to hope that you can win awards in this kind of competition." Because their awards and rankings have already been decided, no matter how you can't turn to be an outsider, especially a student publication like "Composition and Selection", don't you know that the education bureau of the city where they are located has basically greeted their related households and set awards? If it is a normal submission, it is estimated that you can get a maximum of about 100 yuan for the manuscript, but I think your postage does not seem to be enough, from our Xinyang to send there, it will take 2 yuan, plus the weight of your letter, at least 4 yuan of stamps. β
Zhang Jing flipped the envelope, bent her eyebrows, didn't think about it, and mercilessly peeled Ning Zhichu's hope to the ground. Of course, Ning Zhichu knew that unless the organizer of this kind of competition was very strong, it would be full of dark insiders, but he just wanted to try it, in this world, if he didn't try it, how could he know that the colors of life were colorful?
Therefore, Ning Zhichu sighed and explained, "Of course I know and understand the situation. However, I want to give it a try, what if I am selected for the first prize? Maybe that's right. β
Zhang Jing paused, looked at Ning Zhichu's expression and didn't mean to laugh, in order to avoid his confidence being frustrated, he didn't continue to speak sarcastically, but joked Ning Zhichu, "In this way, then I'll call you a big writer first." However, you also know the great writer, the emperor is not a hungry soldier, and it is not impossible for me to help deliver letters and help paste stamps, but this needs to look at someone's table. β
Ning Zhichu smiled indifferently and said, "Regardless of whether I win an award or not, when I get better, I will invite you to a big meal, is this okay?" β
Zhang Jing narrowed her eyes and smiled, "It's pretty much the same." Ning Zhichu, you wait here for me first, I will go to the post office to subsidize a 2 yuan stamp, and then help you send it. β
Seeing that Zhang Jing was about to walk out of the clinic, Ning Zhichu didn't have time to sigh that Zhang Jing was as simple as ever, and hurriedly said, "Zhang Jing, wait a minute, can you help me pay the medicine fee first?" You have money, I didn't bring money, so I brought a school bag, I don't have money to pay for medicine, you can help me pay it first, and I will pay it back to you tomorrow. β
Zhang Jing was speechless about this, "Ah, Ning Zhichu, you are really." Then I'm going to add two meals, and you're going to treat me to two big meals. β
Ning Zhichu smiled and said, "It's okay to eat three meals, and it's okay to invite you to eat for the rest of your life." β