Rebirth of Bloody Romance

On an ordinary morning, the sun shines through the windows into every corner of the classroom. In the spacious classroom, the head teacher looks about fifty years old, but he is vigorous and sharp-eyed. Although his voice is a little hoarse, it is still full of majesty. He quietly watches the students sit down one after another. His eyes are deep and firm, as if telling every student: I am your guide, and I will lead you to the palace of knowledge.

The head teacher walked up to the podium and gently tapped the wooden ruler on the table. The crisp sound echoed in the silent classroom, instantly attracting the attention of all the students. He pressed his hand and said in a deep and powerful voice: "Students, please keep quiet."

This sentence seemed to have a magical power, instantly quieting the whole classroom. All the students looked up at the head teacher, their eyes full of awe and expectation. The head teacher's majesty was fully reflected at this moment, and his words made every student feel a serious and solemn atmosphere.

In the familiar yet unfamiliar classroom, everyone fell silent, and the students were looking at each other. The head teacher, Zhao Wenjie, was introducing himself enthusiastically on the podium, and next to him, the counselor of Class 1, Mr. Wang Guoliang, was wearing a pair of thick glasses and looked serious and earnest. The counselor of Class 2, Ms. Song Xiangjun, was standing next to him. She was elegant and smiling, making people feel very comfortable.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhao Wenjie, and I will be your class teacher from now on." Zhao Wenjie introduced himself in his deep voice. His eyes swept over every student, as if he wanted to remember every detail about them.

Then he pointed to Mr. Wang Guoliang and introduced him: "This is Mr. Wang Guoliang, the counselor of Class 1. He has worked in the university for many years and has rich teaching and management experience. He will help you solve your problems in study and life."

Then, he pointed to Teacher Song Xiangjun and introduced her: "This is the counselor of Class 2, Teacher Song Xiangjun. She is an excellent educator with rich teaching experience. She will be responsible for your study and life and help you better adapt to university life."

As soon as the head teacher finished his introduction, the whole audience burst into thunderous applause, but this applause was for the counselors, especially Ms. Song Xiangjun, the counselor of Class 2. As soon as she appeared on the stage, she was like a shining pearl, instantly lighting up the entire classroom.

After listening to the introduction, the boys in Class 2 suddenly became excited. They looked at Teacher Song Xiangjun with enthusiastic light in their eyes. This is a new beginning, and they are looking forward to the wonderful semester.

However, the boys in Class 1 were somewhat unhappy. They looked at Teacher Wang Guoliang with doubts and resentment in their hearts. They didn't understand why Class 1 didn't have a beautiful teacher like Class 2.

"Wow! What a beautiful female teacher!"

"This teacher doesn't look that old, does he?"

“This teacher has such a great temperament!”

"......"

The boys in Class 2 were discussing excitedly, their eyes burning with passion, as if they had seen the beauty they had long admired.

In contrast, the boys in Class 1 were extremely unhappy, and their eyes were filled with jealousy and unwillingness.

"Humph! What's so great about it! Isn't it just prettier?"

"Really? Why doesn't our class have such a beautiful female teacher?"

"........."

However, although they thought so in their hearts, they also knew that this was impossible, so they could only mutter something unwillingly below?

At this moment full of tension and expectation, Zhong Yuemin, with one hand held by Chen Zhiyuan and Li Weiguo, whispered excitedly, "We are from Class 2, we are from Class 2." His words were full of pride and a sense of belonging.

Before Zhong Yuemin could respond, Zhao Wenjie, the head teacher, came up with a list of names. He was a serious and conscientious teacher who always treated every student with a rigorous attitude. He stood on the podium, glanced at the crowd below, and then began to call the roll.

"Zhang Qiang."

"To!"

"Liu Minghua."

"arrive!".......

After class teacher Zhao Wenjie finished calling the roll, his eyes revealed a deep and full look. He continued: "We all come from all corners of the country, and we all come together for the same goal. The sword is sharpened by grinding, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

His words seemed to have a magical power, which made everyone fall into deep thought. It made them recall the moment when they stepped out of their hometown, with their parents' instructions, expectations, and novelty. They once came here with dreams and hopes, hoping to realize their ideals.

Zhao Wenjie's words made them feel a sense of responsibility and mission. They understood that as college students, they were not only studying for themselves, but also for the hopes of the Party and the country, and for the people's entrustment. They should study hard, constantly improve their knowledge and abilities, and contribute their own strength to the great rejuvenation of the nation.

Zhao Wenjie's words also made them feel the power of persistence and struggle. They understand that only after being sharpened can a sword become sharp; only after experiencing bitter cold can the fragrance of plum blossoms be exuded. They must work tirelessly to overcome difficulties and challenges, constantly surpass themselves, and pursue excellence.

Next is to start introducing yourself. In the youthful campus, the boys with strong hormones are always eager to try and show their coolness in front of the opposite sex. They are eager to stand out in the self-introduction and attract the attention of the opposite sex. However, do they really know how to introduce themselves?

Let's follow the steps of class teacher Zhao Wenjie and enter the inner world of these boys with strong hormones. Whenever Zhao Wenjie calls on someone, he will walk to the podium and start introducing himself. These boys simply introduce their names, where they are from, how old they are, and then express their willingness to help each other in the future.

However, some coquettish boys will use a few poems to express their ambitions, or say a few self-righteous witty remarks. They try to show their personality and charm in this way.

Look at this boy walking up to the podium and quoting a few lines of poetry. "I am from Hubei. Although I am young, I have great ambitions. Just like this poem says: 'Young people are naturally wild, looking down on Kunlun and laughing at Luliang. After sharpening my sword for several years, I will now test its sharpness.'"

Zhong Yuemin looked at his classmates and couldn't help but feel a little amused. He knew that it was the hormones of adolescence that were at work, and everyone would go through this stage.

What else is there? "The road is long and arduous, but I will continue to search for it."

When everyone was introducing him, Zhong Yuemin kept a calm and indifferent expression on his face, as if he was indifferent to everything around him. However, when the classical beauty Chen Yuhong was about to go on stage, his eyes suddenly became focused.

Chen Yuhong's voice is gentle and sweet, and her manners reveal a kind of classical beauty. Her words and deeds reveal a kind of tranquility that is indifferent to the world, which makes people fall in love with her.

Zhong Yuemin listened to Chen Yuhong's introduction quietly. In fact, he didn't have any thoughts in his mind. He just appreciated the beautiful things.

"Hello everyone, my name is Chen Yuhong, you can call me Hongzi." She said with a smile, her voice clear and pleasant. Her words were full of enthusiasm and expectation, as if inviting everyone to enter her world.

Zhong Yuemin's eyes became deep at this moment, and the boys in the class began to listen carefully to Chen Yuhong's introduction. Their eyes were full of curiosity and interest, as if at this moment, they were all deeply attracted by Chen Yuhong's charm.

"I'm from Hunan, I love learning, and I hope everyone can help each other." Chen Yuhong's words were full of enthusiasm and expectation, and her eyes sparkled with longing for the future.

Her voice is as gentle and pleasant as the spring breeze blowing across the lake. Her eyes sparkle with wisdom, and her smile is as fresh and beautiful as a spring flower.

Zhong Yuemin didn't expect that he was the last one, and he was the second oldest in the class. He cursed in his heart: I can't escape the title of the second. He made up his mind not to show off, and said politely, "Hello everyone, my name is Zhong Yuemin, I am from Beijing." He paused and continued, "From now on, please call me Lao Zhong. If not, Xiao Zhong is also fine. I hope everyone can help each other in the future."

After saying this, the whole class burst into laughter. Zhong Yuemin scratched his head. What are you laughing at? What's so funny about this? Then someone shouted from below, "Second brother, we all know about it, so don't hide it anymore."

Someone else shouted, "My last name is Zhong too. What if I don't know who to call you? I think it's fine for you to be called Zhong Lao Er."

Zhong Yuemin was speechless about this group of people. What happened to the simple and honest people at this time? What happened to the mutual respect and love they said? Why didn't it work for him?

Zhong Yuemin had no choice but to step down from the stage. When he walked past the students, those bastards called out in a low voice, "Second brother, second brother."

"Zhong Lao Er."

Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but sigh to the sky, damn it, there's no way he can get rid of this title!

Next is the class committee election. Zhong Yuemin is a typical person who plays games with his life. He always maintains an indifferent attitude towards everything. When he learned that the class committee election was about to take place, he had no interest in it and even felt that it was a hassle. He likes freedom and does not like to be bound by any position.

However, other students in the class were full of enthusiasm for the election. They signed up to run for the election, hoping to show their abilities and value in their new positions. The election process was extremely fierce, and everyone tried their best to win more votes. Li Weiguo, who lived in the same dormitory as Zhong Yuemin, also participated in the election.

Among the many candidates, the classical beauty Chen Yuhong was particularly eye-catching. Not only was she outstanding in appearance, but she was also talented and was loved by her classmates. Chen Yuhong also participated in the election, and her appearance made the entire election more intense.

In the end, Chen Yuhong won the election with an overwhelming number of votes. She looked very happy. Zhong Yuemin thought to himself that it was all thanks to these animals. And Zhong Yuemin's university life officially began today.

Zhong Yuemin's life has been extremely busy since the start of school. He has to study various knowledge in the classroom during the day, and repair various electrical appliances in his small yard at night. His life is like a machine that never stops, with every part running at high speed.

However, Zhong Yuemin does not feel tired, but enjoys it. He likes this fulfilling life and this rhythm that makes him feel energetic. His eyes are always so bright, as if hiding endless enthusiasm and expectations.

In his busy life, Zhong Yuemin also has to sort out the old items sent by Li Kuiyong. Whenever he has time, he will go home with Zhou Xiaobai to see his little cotton-padded jacket.

On Sunday, in Zhong Yuemin's small courtyard, sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, creating mottled light and shadows. This quiet little courtyard seemed isolated from the world, with only the occasional sound of birds breaking the silence.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the gate. He was wearing a military uniform, which was a little worn, but still had its former majesty. His eyes revealed a kind of expectation and tension, as if he was looking for something.

Zhong Yuemin was just about to go out, and when he saw the person at the door, he showed a surprised expression on his face. "Ning Wei? Are you going home to visit your relatives?"

Ning Wei was a little embarrassed and said in a low voice, "Captain, I'm discharged."

Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh, thinking that he had forgotten about it. But the time seemed a little wrong, or maybe he remembered it wrongly. He looked at Ning Wei, with mixed emotions in his heart. This former soldier under his command was now forced to retire because of doing good deeds. It must be said that it was a pity, and it was also his own negligence.

Ning Wei is Zhong Yuemin's former comrade-in-arms. They had experienced life and death together on the battlefield and had trained together in the army. Ning Wei was an excellent soldier with superb shooting skills, and he was also a very smart commander. However, he had a fatal flaw, because he was a loner and didn't like to interact with others.

Zhong Yuemin patted Ning Wei on the shoulder with a comforting expression on his face. Ning Wei also smiled and looked at Zhong Yuemin, the person he once admired.

The two sat in the yard, reminiscing about the past. Those passionate days seemed like yesterday. Ning Wei also told Zhong Yuemin why he retired. Sure enough, what was supposed to happen finally happened.

Zhong Yuemin felt sad when listening to Ning Wei's story. But who should he blame? "Ning Wei, what are your plans next?"

Ning Wei was in a low mood. "I don't have any plans, I just want to make money to support my family and take good care of my mother. I was assigned to work in a factory, but I don't really want to go."

Zhong Yuemin sat on a chair in the yard, his hands folded in front of his chest, his brows furrowed. His thoughts were like chaotic lines, intertwined with Ning Wei's fate. His failure to prevent Ning Wei's demobilization seemed to have become a scar in his heart, constantly reminding him of his helplessness about Ning Wei's fate.

Ning Wei, the most talented soldier he had ever led, was honest and dutiful, usually taciturn and not very good at talking. Such a character would easily suffer losses no matter where he was.

Zhong Yuemin looked at Ning Wei's figure, and his heart was filled with sorrow. He couldn't just watch Ning Wei go to a tragic fate, he wanted to change everything. Zhong Yuemin sighed deeply, he knew he couldn't change the past, but maybe he could change the future. He decided to take action to bring a glimmer of hope to Ning Wei's fate.

He raised his head and looked at Ning Wei who was sitting in front of him. The young man's eyes revealed an honest and dutiful temperament. He was taciturn and not very good at expressing his ideas. In Zhong Yuemin's view, this character is both Ning Wei's strength and his weakness.

"Ning Wei," Zhong Yuemin said slowly, "your greatest strength is also your weakness. You are honest and reserved, and you are not very talkative. It's easy for you to suffer losses. How about you stay with me?"

Ning Wei heard Zhong Yuemin's words, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He obviously did not expect Zhong Yuemin to make such a suggestion.

Zhong Yuemin continued, "I know your personality may put you at a disadvantage in certain situations, but this is also your charm. I hope you can stay with me. I need someone like you."

Ning Wei was a little flattered. He didn't expect Zhong Yuemin to say such a thing. He quickly said, "Captain, you know me. I was just a soldier before. I don't know anything except fighting."

"How can a person as awesome as me go out without two bodyguards? I used to be followed by a large group of people, but now I'm all alone. I can't go back on my turf. It's so embarrassing."

The female classmates who were eavesdropping in the back burst out laughing. "Brother-in-law, how awesome were you in the past? Can you tell us about it?"

"Go, go, hurry up and work. Believe it or not, I'll deduct your money later."

"Humph, we won't give you a lesson like a local rich man."

Ning Wei knew that Zhong Yuemin was joking. Why did he need protection? He was still very touched. Zhong Yuemin continued, "I'm very busy now. I can't handle everything. You come here to share the burden with me. Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly. I'll give you 200 yuan a month."

Ning Wei got a little anxious after hearing this. "Captain, that's not what I meant. I don't know what to do after this, and you gave me too much."

"Ning Wei, you have been following me for a long time, so you should know my temper. I just want to ask you one question, and you can tell me if it's okay or not, right?"

Ning Wei was a little surprised and touched when he heard Zhong Yuemin's words. He didn't expect Zhong Yuemin to care about him so much and even asked him to stay with him. Although Ning Wei was not very good at expressing his emotions, he nodded. "Captain, I am willing to stay with you."

"Hey, that's right. Why are you dithering? Okay, I'll treat you to a meal later. You're welcome to join my little team."

"Brother-in-law, we work like slaves for you every day, and you haven't hired us yet?"

"Yuemin, there are still us, you can't forget about us!"

"Okay, okay, I'll take you all with me. By the way, let me introduce you, this is Ning Wei, a soldier under my command."

Zhou Xiaobai stood up and said, "Ning Wei, welcome."

"Ning Wei, this is my wife, your sister-in-law."

"Hello, sister-in-law."