Chapter 11 On the Cultivation of Stones
Cheng Jiali held her forehead with one hand, and forcefully pulled away the small hand that was holding the zipper of her schoolbag with the other.
"You're wrong." She blinked vigorously, and what she saw through the thick glass lenses was Fang Yao's serious appearance of contemplation.
"I read that right, it's a rock." Fang Yao raised a serious little face, and her eyebrows fluttered. The flicked hair swept across her face. The determined tone made her heart break.
This stubborn little girl, she said that mulberry heart is always inevitable.
"Okay." Cheng Jiali patted her chest, revealing an embarrassed look. "Since you asked so, then I'll tell you the truth."
Anyway, I can't let her know. Cheng Jiali said in her heart.
Cheng Jiali is always inexplicably nervous when she lies, but she never blushes, and her eyes stare at each other without blinking, making it difficult for people not to believe her words.
Her eyes wandered, glancing left and right. I found that most people's minds were not in class, they either got together and said something, or they were fighting back and forth. There are only a very small number of people who listen carefully to the lectures, and these people are naturally the top students who ordinary people look up to.
Seeing that most of the people around her were chattering, she didn't care about anything, her head leaned to the side, and deliberately lowered her voice: "This stone was picked up on the road by accident, and I will take it home to watch it if it looks good." She pouted as she spoke, shrugging her shoulders indifferently.
"Then let me see." The voice in her ears was a little coquettish, and Cheng Jiali had goosebumps all over her body.
"Nope." She almost refused.
"Why?" The voice was still unyielding, but it was significantly louder, and a few jokers glanced at it curiously.
"Hmph, I won't be able to see the bracelet last time, not even a broken stone." was really angry, Fang Yao, who didn't stop until he reached his goal, had already fished out the stone and threw it on the table.
Cheng Jiali didn't know if she should thank Maruko for this seemingly crazy move that could make the noisy classroom quiet instantly.
"You see she still carries a stone to school, hahaha......" Someone laughed at her for this, the piercing laughter echoed in her ears, Cheng Jiali's little face was flat, her eyes were half-narrowed, and her teeth rubbing against each other made a creaking sound.
"It's enough ......" Cheng Jiali breathed a sigh of relief in her chest, blushing and hanging above her head.
"That's enough." Hey, the voice...... Following the direction of dozens of pairs of eyes in the class, Cheng Jiali's gaze crossed the second row to the first row.
"You are no longer children, and you don't need teachers to repeatedly emphasize discipline. There is also the shame of others to build on their own capabilities. The loud female voice spread to all corners, and the classroom at this moment was so quiet that even the sound of needles landing on the ground could be heard clearly.
The tall, fresh, and refined girl got up, stopped for half a minute, and then sat down again.
Cheng Jiali opened her mouth half-open, and her gaze could not be withdrawn from the girl for a long time. She has never seen a girl with such a strong aura, and compared to the petite cuteness of girls of the same age, she seems to be more mature and stable.
At this moment, the image of this newly transferred transfer student in her heart was a little taller, and she couldn't help but give her a thumbs up silently to praise her.
No one spoke, and the gentle female voice grew louder. Liu Fang's delicate face had a fluttering look, and anyone could see the appreciative glances she cast at the first row from time to time.
The boys who were reprimanded, for the first time, did not cause damage in the Chinese teacher's class, and they all listened obediently, but a few of their eyes were still rolling on Xu Jiaying.
Cheng Jiali quickly stuffed the stones on the table into her schoolbag, and kept throwing angry little eyes at Fang Yao next to her. It's all curiosity!
"Jiali, I didn't mean to, don't be angry." Fang Yao timidly tugged at Cheng Jiali's sleeve, and her flustered little eyes couldn't help but look at the people on the podium.
Cheng Jiali rolled her eyes, holding her cheeks in her hands, staring at the blackboard in front of her with confused and helpless eyes, but her mind was thinking about how to solve the problem of stones.
As soon as she got home, she locked herself in her room, and the stone that didn't respond to her almost made her think about smashing it.
Cheng Jiali poked the stone that didn't move annoyantly, and a thought flashed in her mind.
Remember when it shouted before it turned into a dead corpse and ran out of energy? So what kind of energy supplement method is it? She remembered the method of cultivating plants she learned in biology class, grafting? Tissue culture? She made up for it.
Cheng Jiali stared at the stone in her hand with a dead face, and now only a dead horse is a live horse doctor.
The panicked girl rummaged around the house for a while before finding an abandoned glass jar, filling it with water and decisively throwing the stone into it, staring intently at its changes.
Motionless...... After observing for half an hour, Cheng Jiali summed up these four words.
But the curious Cheng's mother didn't understand her daughter's approach, wiped her hands on the apron, stretched her neck and leaned over.
"Girl, is this your teacher's homework?" Cheng's mother stared at the stones in the water, looking left and right, and couldn't help muttering: Why did the teacher assign such a strange homework and take a stone to study these years?
Cheng Jiali turned to an embarrassed face, paused for a few seconds, and then reached out to fish out the stone from the water and rushed out.
Since hydroponics is not good, it is cultivated with soil, Cheng Jiali looked around, and a smile quickly bloomed on her anxious face. With so much soil, is it not enough for you......
She found a piece of land with fertile soil, dug a large hole with a sigh, and carefully put the stone into it.
How does it feel like a stone sacrifice? Cheng Jiali shook her head, and her two eyes looked at the protruding mound of dirt seriously.
"Beauty, what are you doing?" The sweet female voice sounded behind her, and Cheng Jiali hurriedly stood up and gave the other party a big smile.
"Quietly, why are you here?" Seeing that it was her friend, Cheng Jiali's panicked heart settled.
"Throw out the garbage at home." Cheng Jiali noticed the black plastic bag in her hand, "It's really a caring little padded jacket from my parents." "Thinking of her, a person who is too lazy to even fold her own quilt, she will never help the family throw out the garbage.
"What about you?" Xu Jingjing looked at Cheng Jiali, who was constipated, and smiled: "You wait for me, I'll go to my house to sit after throwing away the garbage." ”
As if this thought was stronger, Xu Jing quietly and urgently walked towards the garbage dump in the west corner, and even finally changed to a running posture.
Cheng Jiali looked at the back that disappeared around the corner worriedly, thinking about her own stone in her heart, she really wanted to know the result, she immediately squatted down to look at the changes in the stone in the mound, but it was useless......
"Let's go." The familiar voice sounded again, and Cheng Jiali shook her body and gave Xu Jingjing an embarrassed smile on the oncoming face.
"See if I'm fast." Xu Jing stuck out her tongue mischievously and took one of Cheng Jiali's hands.
"You haven't been to my house for a long time, and my mother is still talking about you at home." Xu Jingjing said with her eyebrows fluttering, but Cheng Jiali didn't have the heart to listen at all, staring at the mound of dirt that was getting farther and farther away......
"That ......" Cheng Jiali lifted her glasses, "Is it another day?" Today......"
"Just go sit down for a while, it'll be fine." Xu Jingjing burst into a warm smile.