Senior Class Three

Zhang Yongqiang said: "I said that a man's tears are very precious, don't cry."

For some reason, his heart became uncomfortable again, and even his hands wanted to wipe away Wang Ruohan's tears.He didn't know that his body had become so strange.

Must have eaten too much at night, um, indigestion.

Wang Ruohan didn't speak, wiped away tears, tidied up the table indiscriminately, put on his schoolbag and went out.

There is no moon and no stars tonight, the night is cold and the wind is blowing, and the birds and insects are no longer singing.

It's raining, it's getting heavier and heavier, it's chilly on the body, and the wind blows again, it's even cooler.

The two started running, one behind the other.

Wang Ruohan, who was in front, accidentally stepped on a small stone, tilted his left foot, slipped his right foot, turned his body, and fell to the ground.His right leg hit a protruding stone, and in an instant, he was so painful that he couldn't straighten his waist, the injured part was torn and bruised.

Regardless of his objections, Zhang Yongqiang carried him on his back and walked step by step.

Why is he so light?

The clothes of both of them were soaked. The water from Wang Ruohan's hair ran down his face and dripped onto Zhang Yongqiang's back.

His back is strong and broad, as strong as an eagle, as if no one in the world can despise him.

His neck is tough and powerful, as strong as steel, as if no one can make him bow his head and submit.

Wang Ruohan blushed more and more, he was very grateful that it was night.The night hides his face and embraces everything about him.

Zhang Yongqiang kept silent, always paying attention to his feet, so that he could not fall down.

The rain becomes lighter, and the air is especially clear after being washed by the rain.

In the dark night, the two were silent. After Zhang Yongqiang asked Wang Ruohan's address, the two stopped talking.

In the middle of the night, people are quiet, and the moonlight is like water.

Zhang Yongqiang carried Wang Ruohan up to the seventh floor. He walked unhurriedly, breathing steadily, like walking on flat ground.

His hair was blown tousled by the wind, and his tie was draped behind his back.The red flip-flops under his feet did not disturb his rhythm due to the soaking of rain.Just like his name, he is so strong.

Wang Ruohan's house was next to the window in the corridor, and the door was closed at this time. There were two pots of green plants on the left and right sides of the door, one pot was wet from the rain outside the window, and it was extraordinarily green.

Wang Ruohan signaled Zhang Yongqiang to put him down, then limped over and knocked on the door.He didn't dare to knock too loudly so as not to disturb other neighbors.

Facing the gate, Wang Ruo said with a smile, "Mom and dad probably took my sister out to play."

Zhang Yongqiang said: "Don't you have a key? Forgot school?"

"No"

"lost?"

"No"

"Call your parents."

"no cell phone"

Zhang Yongqiang was stunned.

He didn't seem to have seen him play with his mobile phone, and he used a flashlight when he went home that night.

Zhang Yongqiang took out his wet phone and said, "What's the phone number?"

Wang Ruohan lowered his head and said, "No need, it's not good to disturb them."

"Come home with me." Zhang Yongqiang knocked on the door hard, as if a heavy stone was weighing on his heart, he wanted to get angry.

Why is there no key?Why no mobile phone?Why not call his parents?

A lot of why, he wanted to ask.However, Wang Ruohan cried again.His heart was inexplicably uncomfortable.

He couldn't ask.

After Wang Ruohan took a shower, he wore Zhang Yongqiang's clothes.The white T-shirt is long, covering part of the thighs, just like the miniskirts that girls like to wear; the lower body is wearing black loose slacks, which can be rolled up several times so as not to drag the floor.

When he came out, Zhang Yongqiang pulled him to bandage him.

The wound was not very big. After disinfecting and tidying up the house, Zhang Yongqiang said, "It's getting late, let's go to bed."

He lay on the bed, patted the bed, and motioned for Wang Ruohan to come over, but Wang Ruohan remained motionless, his eyes were on the desk.

Zhang Yongqiang said, "It's very late."

Wang Ruohan said shyly, "I...I..."

Zhang Yongqiang explained: "I sleep well, and I won't grab the quilt with you."

"I want to go home"

"You don't have a key"

"Mom and Dad may be back"

"Your parents are back and will call me."

Wang Ruohan looked over suspiciously, and Zhang Yongqiang said, "I left my phone number under the crack of your door."

Regardless of Wang Ruohan's willingness or not, he pulled him to the bed, turned off the light, and said, "Good night."

"Good night"

Wang Ruohan couldn't sleep, he had never slept in someone else's house, let alone this person slept in the same bed as him.

In the dark night, Zhang Yongqiang suddenly said: "Can't sleep?"

His sleep quality has always been good, and today, for some reason, he couldn't fall asleep.

Go to school tomorrow to make up for it!

Wang Ruohan was startled and said, "You can't sleep either?"

"School sleeps too much during the day."

Wang Ruohan said, "Brother Qiang, if I come to live with you without saying hello, will I offend my uncle and aunt?"

Zhang Yongqiang murmured: "I don't have a father."

Wang Ruohan was quiet for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry..."

"He's not dead." Zhang Yongqiang said coldly, "He's a useless man. If he gets angry outside and loses gambling, he will only vent his anger on his wife when he gets home."

The air seemed to freeze, and it was impossible to see anything in the dark night.

Wang Ruohan felt his strong anger.I can also imagine his stern face, which should be full of disdain at the moment.

Zhang Yongqiang said: "In order to protect my mother from being bullied by that man, I want to become stronger."

Wang Ruohan said: "Brother Qiang, you have become stronger."

He instantly understood why Zhang Yongqiang was so angry with those who spread rumors in the school, and why he did not consider the consequences.

"Only by becoming stronger can you protect the people you want to protect." Zhang Yongqiang said, "Why did you choose to become stronger?"

"I am..." Wang Ruohan pondered for a while, then turned his head, Zhang Yongqiang had already fallen asleep.

His handsome face wiped away the cruelty during the day, and his face was soft and quiet at night.The corners of his mouth are curled up, his nose is straight, and he breathes evenly.

Wang Ruohan said: "Good night"

Sunlight came in through the curtains, Zhang Yongqiang opened the curtains and stretched in satisfaction.

He had a good night's sleep last night.It seemed to be a very fulfilling dream.But what kind of dream he had, he had already forgotten.

He made breakfast and asked Wang Ruohan to clean up and prepare for breakfast.

His cooking skills are average, and he can only cook some simple dishes.

In the morning, he boiled four eggs and cooked porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat.Then take out a few fruits from the refrigerator, and this simple breakfast is complete.

Usually he doesn't make breakfast either, usually after he wakes up, he goes directly to the breakfast shop to buy some.Tastes great and saves time.On a whim today, I suddenly wanted to show off my skills.

Seeing that Wang Ruohan hadn't come out yet, he came to the bedroom, Wang Ruohan was still sleeping, he smiled and said, "Scholar is also staying in bed?"

Wang Ruohan didn't move, he lifted the quilt and pulled him, touched his arm, frowned, and said solemnly: "Ruohan, do you have a fever?"

Wang Ruohan's face was red and hot, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his facial features were twisted into a ball due to discomfort.

He used a wet towel to cool down Wang Ruohan, but Wang Ruohan did not get better, but kept shaking.The one after another frightened him in his sleep, so he searched for antipyretics all over the room.

He found two or three boxes of antipyretics that had expired, so he couldn't wait any longer and rushed out the door.

The school is full of books, and the red flag is fluttering in the wind on the playground.

Zhang Yongqiang strode into the classroom, before he had time to catch his breath, he said, "Mr. Zheng, I'm asking you for leave on behalf of Wang Ruohan. He's sick and can't come to class today."

Without waiting for Zheng Rong's reaction, he turned around and ran away.

Zheng Rong said angrily: "Zhang Yongqiang, you haven't asked for leave yet."

Shen Chuan stipulated that the teacher should not care about the students in Class 17, but Zheng Rong, the math teacher, didn't care about any bullshit rules.She only follows the teacher's rules.

In her classroom, Class 17 has no privileges.Relatively speaking, there is only one teacher, Zheng Rong, who can be regarded as a normal teacher.

In other classes, there are those who skip class, those who sleep, those who play games, everything.Only in math class, the students in class 17 gave face, signed in on time, and listened carefully to the class.Other teachers are often puzzled.They are also the best teachers in Linjiang City. Why do the students in Class 17 only love math?In their impression, mathematics class should be the most boring.

Later, they agreed that the students in Class 17 preferred girls to boys.Because among all the teachers, only Zheng Rong is a female teacher.

However, they thought about it, anyway, the school gave them a good salary, so why not do it with a high salary and less work?

Zhang Yongqiang's voice came through the corridor, "Mr. Zheng, I don't ask for leave, I just skip class."

Zheng Rong was furious, broke the chalk, gritted her teeth, and said, "Let's continue the class."

Zheng Rong angrily walked into the office of the third-year teacher, and said sharply, "Shen Chuan, can you take care of Zhang Yongqiang?"

Shen Chuan bit the lollipop into pieces, laughed and said, "Teacher Zheng calm down, don't worry too much, they are all children."

Zheng Rong said: "Don't forget, 16 years old is considered an adult now."

"That's a child too." Shen Chuan laughed and said, "I'm 27 now, and I think I'm still a baby."

Zheng Rong said angrily: "Yes, you are a baby, a baby who loves lollipops."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fei Fei interjected, "Mr. Zheng, if you think you can't manage Class 17, then let them go, and you can relax."

Zheng Rong's anger turned to Fei Fei, saying: "Mr. Sun, this is what you should say as a teacher? Thanks to you, you are still a super teacher."

Shen Chuan smiled and said, "Mr. Zheng, don't scold Mr. Sun. If you want to scold me, scold me."

He gave Fei a wink, Fei knew it, and withdrew with his legs.

No wonder the students in class 17 are afraid of her.

Zheng Rong scolded: "Shen Chuan, you spent four years in college, two years as a graduate student, three years as a Ph.D., and nine years. You just want to be a useless teacher?"

Shen Chuan took out another lollipop from the drawer, tore off the outer packaging, and said, "Why not?"

"You really want to piss me off. If you hadn't begged me with a stern face, I would have left Nanmo a long time ago."

Shen Chuan said lazily, "Are you willing to take class 17?"

"Why don't you give up?" Zheng Rong said, "I'm also a special-grade teacher anyway, so I can't afford a bowl of food."

Shen Chuan spread his hands and said, "Then Mr. Zheng, you can go and stay as you please."

Zheng Rong said: "I will not leave now."

Shen Chuan said: "I'm afraid you are thinking about the student god in class 17!"

Zheng Rong said: "Ma Muzhi is a rare mathematical genius. If you put him in your class and follow your class management, there is no guarantee that the genius will not fall."

Shen Chuan sighed, and said, "Even immortals will fall to the altar one day."

"Don't tell me those silly things." Zheng Rong said suddenly: "What's the matter with our school principal? Don't care about anything."

Shen Chuan said: "The principal must be busy!"

Zheng Rong said: "The principal is busy, but you are not busy. I advise you to strictly manage Class 17."

Shen Chuan folded the wrapping paper of the lollipop and said, "I'm also very busy."

Zheng Rong disdainfully said, "I saw you having dinner with the beautiful teacher Huang yesterday."

Shen Chuan smiled and flattered him, "Mr. Zheng, I'll treat you to a nice meal at noon."

"Eat it by yourself." Seeing him licking the lollipop non-stop, Zheng Rong raised her voice and said bitterly, "Only pigs can keep eating."

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