Chapter Twenty-Five: An Old Friend's Visit
It was Sunday again, Wang Qiao got up early, and after running a walk, he went to the bathhouse to take a few basins of cold water.
The autumn wind and autumn rain are getting cooler, the temperature in Jingzhou plummets, and under the stimulation of the cold water, his skin has goosebumps, and the chill penetrates his internal organs. After washing in cold water, change into clean clothes, and the body is warm and comfortable.
At seven o'clock, Wang Qiao walked out of the east gate and went to tutoring outside the school.
When walking through the main gate, Wang Qiao heard a burst of basketball and whistles from the court, and couldn't help but walk into the school gate and watch the school team practice from a distance. In his impression, Jingzhou No. 1 Middle School is the best middle school in the whole region, and the basketball level should be the top in middle school, but after watching carefully, he was slightly disappointed, the level of the No. 1 Middle School team dropped too much compared to when he was studying, and it was difficult to enter the top five of the Jingzhou League.
When he walked up the bridge, Wang Qiao looked around vigilantly, and found no abnormality, so he quickened his pace and crossed the south bridge.
At nine o'clock, Bao Qiang, who was full of alcohol, was pulled up by Liu Jianchang. Liu Jianchang grabbed Bao Qiang and shook it vigorously a few times, and said: "Your little amount of alcohol, a little wine from the corner of my mouth can get you drunk to death, and you have to rush to drink." ”
Bao Qiang said dizzily: "Let me sleep a little longer." ”
Liu Jianchang said: "You don't want to go to the repeat class to beat people, I told the numb face, whether to go or not, not to pull down." ”
Bao Qiang was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses, after drinking yesterday, he did make this request, and said: "Go, why don't you go, don't beat Wang Qiao, you can't get out of the evil anger in your chest." ”
Liu Jianchang said: "Call the numb-faced, bald-headed, Da Liu, and Er Liu together, and then go to the repeat class after breakfast." ”
At ten o'clock, bald, numb face and others arrived at the Qinggong Building one after another, they ate pea fried noodles at the stall next to the factory, and took a taxi to Nanqiaotou.
After waiting for about 20 minutes at Nanqiaotou, I didn't see a few students walking out of the school gate. Liu Jianchang said impatiently: "Foreskin went to the school to reconnoitre, if that Wang Qiao is still sleeping, we will go in and make a surprise attack and beat him." If not, there's no way. He was not active in such a non-profitable thing as fighting the school, and only in order to show his righteousness in front of his brothers, he agreed to come to Wang Qiao for trouble.
Bao Qiang folded face several times at school, and he was actually very scared of Wang Qiao. Reluctantly, he walked through the east door and looked back.
Liu Jianchang and others stayed at Nanqiaotou to help him vent his anger, and he had no reason to refuse to enter the school.
Bao Qiang walked into the east door with apprehension, looked around the classrooms and dormitories of the liberal arts class, and did not see Wang Qiao, nor Wu Chongbin and others. He relaxed as soon as he walked down the stairs of the bedroom, and when he walked down the stairs of the bedroom, he was met by Hong Ping.
After the two glanced at each other, Hong Ping had a sarcastic smile on his face.
Bao Qiang said angrily: "You laugh at a hammer." ”
Hong Ping said without yin or yang: "It has nothing to do with you when I laugh or cry, the police in the Pacific are lenient." ”
Bao Qiang thought that Liu Jianchang and the others were at Nanqiaotou, and they had something to rely on, so his hand touched the handle of the machete on his waist.
Liu Zhong, the person in charge of the repeating class, was inspecting his one-third of an acre of land with his hands behind his back, and happened to see Bao Qiang, and said loudly: "Bao Qiang, come here and ask something." ”
Bao Qiang left the school just now, did not fully adapt to the role change from a student to a young person in society, and still had a psychological stereotype, walked up to Liu Zhong and said, "What's the matter?" ”
Liu Zhong looked at the students with a strong social atmosphere, and gently persuaded: "You don't go to school anymore, do you have any plans, now that the society is diversified, you can be a champion in every industry." ”
Bao Qiang let go of the hand holding the hilt of the knife and said, "I'm going to be a soldier." ”
Liu Zhong said: "Okay, being a soldier is the right way. The army is a melting pot, and after a few years of training, a person matures. He said earnestly: "You are a non-agricultural household registration, and you will have a job when you come back from the army, so you must cherish this opportunity." From now on, be honest and locked in the house, don't cause trouble, otherwise the political trial will not be easy. Good medicine is good for disease, and good advice is good for action. Later, when you grow up, you will understand what the teacher said. ”
Such a powerful remark made Bao Qiang feel that his head was as big as an ox, and he hurriedly said, "Teacher Liu, I'm leaving." ”
Walking out of the east side door, Bao Qiang looked back, only to see Liu Zhong with his hands behind his back, bowing his head to him cordially. He felt that Liu Zhong was very sour, but he didn't hate it.
Knowing that Wang Qiao and Wu Chongbin were not there, Liu Jianchang said: "I want to go to Brother Hu's house today, so I won't wait for them." ”
Bao Qiang made a request to beat Wang Qiao after drinking, and regretted it after he woke up, but he let out a big word after drinking, and he had to save face. He was secretly happy and pretended to say: "These turtle sons are lucky to have escaped a beating. ”
The group asked for two tricycles and headed for the southern city.
At 11:30, Wang Qiao returned to the repeater classroom. He was so immersed in the joy of learning that he had never imagined that if he came back a little earlier, there would be a storm waiting for him.
In the third math test, he scored 21 points, the lowest in the class.
A careful analysis of the composition of the 21 points shows that 4 points are for multiple-choice questions, and the other 17 points are really correct. For the vast majority of his classmates, getting 17 points right is a failure, but for him who has not gone to high school, it is a huge improvement.
Because the foundation was too poor, Zhan Compass explained the test paper in detail, and he still had many questions that he couldn't understand.
Yan Lin's math test paper was full of Juanxiu's pen words, and each multiple-choice question, fill-in-the-blank question, and the following big questions were densely annotated. She checked it and confirmed that it was correct, then picked up the test paper and math notebook, came to Wang Qiao's side, and said, "Wang Qiao, can I sit down?" ”
"Of course." Wang Qiao raised his head, agreed, and waited for the following.
Yan Lin said: "This is my test paper, there are annotations in it, do you need to look at it?" ”
Wang Qiao took the test paper, and after browsing it slightly, he said with a smile: "109 points, I can't reach it." This paper is timely rain, and Mr. Zhan spoke too fast just now, and I didn't understand most of it. ”
Usually, Wang Qiao always can't beat a fart with three sticks, and Yan Lin is the first time to see his smile up close. With a healthy and sunny smile, sweeping away the usual gloom and seriousness, she smiled sweetly and said: "I used to study in Jingzhou No. 1 Middle School, this is my notebook in the first year of high school, the math teacher in our class, Mr. Li, the strongest in the school." ”
"Better than Teacher Zhan?"
"Teacher Zhan is also very good, but he speaks too harshly, and he once provoked his classmates to boycott the class, so he came to teach the repeater class. I'll lend you the laptop if you need it. ”
Wang Qiao stretched out his hands, solemnly took Yan Lin's math notebook, and said, "I need it, thank you." ”
Yan Lin said heartily: "You helped me that day, I am repaying the favor, so as not to always feel that I owe you a favor." This notebook is a secret weapon, and it should be kept safe. After reading this one, if you think it's still useful, exchange the first notebook for the second notebook. ”
Yan Lin was so generous, Wang Qiao didn't pretend to shirk, and said: "Absolutely keep it, you can rest assured." ”
Yan Lin said: "Don't bother you to read, if you don't understand any questions about the test paper, you can ask me." ”
Flipping through Yan Lin's math notebook and looking at Juanxiu's handwriting, Wang Qiao suddenly remembered the wonderful theory about borrowing and returning books between men and women in "The Siege", and then laughed at himself: "Yan Lin said very clearly, she borrowed the notebook to thank her for helping her when she saw the road was uneven. You're so self-inflicted, it's a narcissistic attack. ”
Straightening his mind, Wang Qiao looked at the notebook, and to his surprise, Yan Lin's notes were detailed and meticulous, and after an hour, several of his puzzled problems were solved with the help of the notebook. His mathematical foundation is too thin, or there is no foundation at all, every time he learns, he will gain something, and every time he has a harvest, he will be happy physically and mentally.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Qiao's classmates Yang Hongbing and Xiao Zhong walked into the east door of the repeating class.
Wrapped in a police uniform every day, Yang Hongbing has long been tired of it. Today, he had no official duties, so he changed into his favorite denim clothes when he was a student, and walked to the repeat class with his girlfriend Xiao Zhong. During his days at the Shannan Police Academy, he soaked in the training room every day, and the muscles in his arms and abdomen bulged up one by one, quite shaped.
Wearing a denim suit, he is still like a slender bamboo pole, no different from when he was a student.
Xiao Zhong usually haunts the kitchen, in order to facilitate the preference to wear dirt-resistant denim clothes, today accompanied her boyfriend to find Wang Qiao, deliberately changed into a bright skirt that she usually wears less, and put on a long windbreaker outside, with a graceful demeanor, like the legendary white-collar workers.
At the east gate, hearing the sound of basketball from the small playground, Yang Hongbing said: "Don't look for a bedroom, the barbarian is a fan, today is Sunday, he is 100% on the court." ”
Xiao Zhong affectionately held her boyfriend's arm and said, "Don't be so sure, he is repeating, and he is not a middle school teacher, so he may not be on the court." ”
Yang Hongbing said in an affirmative tone: "He is a die-hard fan, he soaks on the court every day when he is studying, and he doesn't even talk about his girlfriend in order to play, and his first girlfriend Liu Ming is only good after graduation." Let's take a gamble, if he is really not on the court, then at night you are on it, take the initiative of the revolution, and I will obey the command in all my actions. ”
This kind of intimate words between lovers made Xiao Zhong's heart beat faster and his face red. She raised her hand and wanted to fight, and said angrily: "What kind of books do you read in the police academy, the more you study, the more hooligan you become." ”
Yang Hongbing touched Xiao Zhong's waist at a very fast speed, and said: "There is a saying in our police academy that the police uncle has two guns, one to hit the bad guys, and the other to hit the bad guys. ”
"You're a rascal." Xiao Zhong raised his hand and slapped Yang Hongbing's shoulder, and after the fight, he leaned his head on Yang Hongbing's shoulder.
There were six people playing half court on the basketball court, and there was no Wang Bridge. Yang Hongbing sighed and said, "It's strange, Wang Qiao is not on the court." This time you win, and at night you are on top. Xiao Zhong had a blush on his face, and said in a loud voice: "Then talk is counted, you are not allowed to drink at night, and you are not allowed to touch me after drinking." ”
The young couple lived separately after the first taste, and after meeting, they were like glue and paint, like honey and oil, and they couldn't wait to eat each other into their stomachs without spitting it out. Yang Hongbing was going to invite Wang Qiao to lunch, but the two of them didn't get up from the bed in the morning, and when they lay on the bed and saw that it was one o'clock at noon, they made up their minds to get up.
After lunch, I went around the shop that was being renovated and then came to the repeat class.
In the liberal arts classroom, the two stood at the door and saw Wang Qiao reading a book.
(End of Chapter 25)