Chapter 6

Big Fly

Our class is on the third floor," Old Xu continued, "From a high vantage point, one cannot see very far, but the view of the playground is still clear.

The table shook slightly

The table wobbles slightly

In the days leading up to the start of the school year, Li Baoguo prepared a meal only once, and he was not at home during all other mealtimes.

Old Xu ... ... in total. Jiang Cheng politely bent slightly at the waist towards him, feeling that this form of address was somewhat inappropriate.

Well, we can discuss it then. Pan Zhi nodded.

Let's talk about it then, Jiang Sheng leaned against the wall, "It wasn't really that familiar to begin with. After a few months of not seeing each other, who would necessarily still want to come over? This isn't exactly a tourist attraction."

"I see that your science scores are better than your humanities scores," Lao Xu said, "so why did you choose the humanities class?"

"Let's chat for a bit. After the first period of morning reading is over, which is Chinese class, I will take you there," Old Xu said, pointing to the chair next to him. "Please have a seat."

"Are you going back to the store?" Li Yan asked, "Isn't your mother at the store today?"

This person plays basketball quite well," Pan Zhi said without any hint of understanding, "How do you know him?"

He raised his leg and kicked the chair of the person in front of him forcefully

The table wobbles slightly

Aren't you going to take that pile of food?" Jiang Cheng stood in the waiting hall, watching the scrolling information.

"Originally, we were just ordinary in our team," Jiang Cheng said

That person probably has not yet regained their composure, opening their mouth but failing to utter a word

Jiang Shengshi does not understand why this matter must be discussed during class, why it has to be said while leaning on the desk, why there is such persistence even after being rejected, nor does he understand why Gu Fei is unwilling to lend a camera, why his attitude is so arrogant, and why he can tolerate the desk acting erratically.

"Not lending." Gu Fei turned his face away

A whistle was blown in the classroom, and immediately a chorus of shouts erupted, mixed with a few louder exclamations: "That's pretty impressive!"

"I will not go back," Jiang Cheng said, "I have said that I will not return again."

"Come on, don't be stingy, I'm just going to take a couple of casual shots," said the person

Jiang Sheng also looked at him without any particular concern

On the first day, his new homeroom teacher called, and Jiang Cheng was a bit surprised

"Guess what." Jiang Sheng stood up and walked towards the entrance of the gymnasium

You are only two years away from being a high school student" Li Yan glanced at him sideways

"Jiang Sheng, a nice name," the homeroom teacher, Uncle Xu, indeed looked like an uncle, and seemed to be an uncle who had drunk in the morning. "My surname is Xu, I am called Xu Lin, your homeroom teacher. I teach you Chinese. The students in the class all call me Old Xu or Xu Zong"

"Just for one night," the man pushed the table again, "I will return it to you first thing tomorrow morning"

After the preparatory bell for the first class rang, Old Xu tucked a briefcase under his arm and put a USB drive in his pocket: "Come on, I will take you to the classroom."

Hmm. Jiang Cheng slung his backpack over his shoulder and followed him out of the office

As soon as Gu Fei and his two friends took the stage, the entire atmosphere changed

"Don't take it seriously, I was just making conversation." Jiang Sheng glanced at him

"The food I brought is for you to eat, as I was worried you might not find a place to buy it for a while," Pan Zhi sighed and said, "So, tell me, will you be going back during the May Day holiday, or should I come over again?"

After finishing a game, Gu Fei felt warm all over, and the feeling of being unable to wake up for the past two days finally disappeared. He put on his jacket and turned back to look at a few people on the field whose eyes were filled with joy at his decision to leave: "Thank you"

"Please do not bump the table," Jiang Cheng said to him, his tone calm, "Thank you."

Good morning, Mr. Xu," Gu Fei said indistinctly while holding a milk carton, glancing at Jiang Cheng's face. Like Jiang Cheng, he was probably no longer surprised by such encounters.

The table wobbles slightly

I saw Gu Fei sitting in the last row, with his feet resting on the edge of the table, and half a youtiao in his mouth.

Jiang Sheng sat down

"Da Fei, ah, Da Fei." The person in front pushed the table again.

"I swear, Da Fei, Da Fei..." The person continued to push against the table

You are doing well. Jiang Cheng glanced at him

Jiang Sheng felt that he was about to become a fan of fatalism, as even transferring schools seemed to be arranged for him in a dilapidated building, where the floor was surprisingly made of wooden planks. The ancient floor, worn to the point that its original color was unrecognizable, made one constantly worry that stomping a couple of times could send them tumbling from the third floor straight down to the first floor

Jiang Sheng let out a gentle sigh, feeling as if he had actually come to participate in a transformation show

As he entered the school gate, he took note of the surrounding students, feeling that they all looked quite similar. However, they were all high school students, and despite being surrounded by many unfamiliar faces, the sense of strangeness was particularly strong

Because Gu Fei's performance in the game was exceptional. If he were to play at his original school, he would undoubtedly be the kind of player who enjoys the screams of numerous girls during the city's high school league matches. The teammates he played with, known as the "Not Good Birds" duo, also displayed impressive skills, transforming from their usual slouching demeanor on the grocery store chairs into a well-coordinated and beautiful performance, making the two players on their side seem somewhat superfluous.

After Old Xu exchanged glances with him for a while, he burst into laughter, and he too laughed for quite some time; this homeroom teacher is rather interesting

The street next door, they have not had much interaction with such neighbors

Jiang Sheng crossed his arms, his legs stretched out long, looking somewhat displeased

However, the back seat now makes him feel quite uncomfortable

After exiting the stadium, Liu Fan jumped twice and said, "It's no fun. I already suggested renting a venue at the sports center, but you insisted on coming to your school."

The students all around also turned their attention towards it

The tables and chairs are all misaligned and in disarray, the space is small, and the backs of the chairs should not be touching the wall, yet there is not a single person who is quiet

"Climbing a mountain on such a cold day? Aren't you afraid of freezing your brain? It already doesn't function very well," Jiang Sheng said, "Haven't you ever seen snow?"

Gu Fei did not chat with anyone, nor did he sleep; he simply lowered his head, took the earplugs from hetushucom.com, and began to listen to music

Go away.Gu Fei said simply, then put on his headphones and continued listening to music.

Actually, he feels that Pan Zhi may not immediately understand this concept. They both grew up in closed communities where there were only two types of neighbors: those in the same building and those in the same community. The former were acquaintances who only nodded at each other, while the latter were strangers who only exchanged a passing glance.

He felt quite awkward. Although he usually stares back when someone stares at him, saying "What are you looking at?" has no deterrent effect on him. But now, with dozens of people in the class all staring at him, he felt a little bewildered. Too many targets will lead to losing focus, and all the faces have merged into one.

Oh, I see," Lao Xu paused for a moment, "I hope you can also like me. It's a bit troublesome to switch to the science class now.

"I just arrived on the third day," said Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng glanced at him and said, "No."

After hesitating for a long time, he finally said, "I like our homeroom teacher who teaches the humanities class."

He took out the book, and when he opened it to listen to Old Xu's lecture, he felt like a lunatic in the eyes of the people around him.

In the second grade, this half seems lazy and scattered. Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at the other half of the third grade, also in a daze. He looked again and didn't see Gu Fei who had just come up.

The homeroom teacher's surname is Xu. Judging from his voice, he is an older gentleman who is quite enthusiastic. He has helped to alleviate some of Jiang Cheng's anxiety about the new environment.

He does not have any particular dislike for Gu Fei, but he certainly does not have any fondness either. At this moment, he feels a mix of thoughts, thinking to himself that this guy fights quite well, while simultaneously forcing himself to correct that notion, dismissing it as nothing more than a flashy display of bravado

Oh. Jiang Cheng nodded.

"Let's talk later," Gu Fei said as he took out the car keys. "I'm leaving now."

"Damn it," Liu Fan pushed his hand away, "Let's go eat something, I'm hungry."

Jiang Sheng felt somewhat speechless. Although he had never been able to please his teachers in school aside from his grades, he had at least attended a school that could compete with key high schools in terms of enrollment rates and academic performance. He had truly never experienced an atmosphere in class that felt more like a tea party.

Jiang Cheng initially wanted to try cooking noodles by himself. However, when he entered the kitchen and saw a mess of pots, bowls, ladles, and various condiment bottles covered in a layer of greasy dirt, he instantly lost all motivation.

There are indeed not many students who transfer in the second year of high school, " Lao Xu smiled, " especially those who come to our school... I looked at your previous report card, and your grades are excellent.

Jiang Cheng remained silent, looking at Lao Xu.

The relaxation and joy brought by Pan Zhi quickly slipped away

The street next to it," Jiang Cheng replied simply.

Hmm. Jiang Cheng continued to nod

Thus, such a ball no longer appears to be so superior to Jiang Sheng

Once Jiang Sheng's anger flares up, it becomes somewhat difficult to control. He usually tries to manage it before the anger escalates, but if he cannot control it, then he doesn't care about anyone else.

He prefers the back row, where it is quiet and undisturbed, making it easy to take a nap or slip out through the back door

Shall we have another round? Gu Fei said

Gu Fei laughed and pulled the zipper, saying, "Let's go."

Now standing here like a fool for at least three minutes, being stared at and discussed by dozens of people, for him, it was as if he had detonated a package of explosives between his legs

Old Xu was taken aback

Gu Fei glanced at him, and he stared at Gu Fei without saying a word

Ah, Da Fei

Gu Fei said nothing, turned around, took a few steps, and disappeared into the corridor on the third floor.

"You are still swaying even though you are late, why don't you climb up!" Old Xu pointed at him, "You are so lazy right at the beginning of the school year!"

The eggs have all exploded, and this world does not have me

A boy at the front desk began to push the table backward, and with each push, he turned his face to the side and called out: "Dafei"

Lao Xu entered the classroom by the stairs, and Jiang Cheng followed behind, glancing at the door frame where a sign read, Grade 10 (8)

Gu Fei raised his hand in a perfunctory manner

Old Xu turned his head to look at him

During this process, Jiang Cheng stood by the podium, receiving various gazes and whispers of discussion

In the evening, we will go over to play for a while," said Liu Fan.

"I said to bring it, can you deliver it to my hotel now?" Pan Zhi said

"It's okay." Jiang Sheng said

"What the hell?" The person turned around abruptly.

"Not playing anymore?" someone asked out of habit.

The person was kicked and slammed into the table.

Pan Zhiyi stretched and followed over, leaving behind a few confused people.

"Haven't you always said that you can leave at any time?" Li Yan said, "I'm not used to such enthusiasm today"

The snow is heavy in our place," Pan Zhi put his arm on his shoulder, "Cheng, let me take you out for some fresh air. It's just a change of place, what's the big deal? It's just a change of parents, what's the... This one is a bit difficult, let me think about how to say it...

"Is it the same building as yours?" Pan Zhi asked.

Although it was backlit, Jiang Cheng still recognized at a glance that this was indeed Gu Fei, not someone with the same name and surname.

"Don't forget me," Pan Zhi said, "I'm serious."

He suddenly felt that his judgment of this homeroom teacher was somewhat mistaken; he was not amiable, but rather the kind of overly nice person who had no deterrent effect on the students at all

Pan Zhixiao smiled and said, "Oh, really? How did he know? Was it from his sophomore year?"

On the day of reporting to school, it started snowing early in the morning, just as Pan Zhi had said. I had never seen such a big snow before.

No one said a word, their faces filled with embarrassment.

These days, he has tried every restaurant within a one-kilometer radius that caught his interest on the food ordering app, and finally got to taste the joy of going back to school.

Big Fly

Pan Zhi smiled and said, "Alright"

"No?" Li Yan was taken aback, probably thinking that he would gladly accept the challenge, but unexpectedly it was a refusal. "Why?"

The god of irritation twisted within the body, suppressing the fire as he glanced at Old Xu, who still looked serene while observing the dozens of people who could not find peace.

"Could you lend me your camera for a moment? I will return it to you tomorrow," said the person in front.

There were also quite a few people standing in the corridor outside Class 8. When they saw Old Xu enter the classroom, they did not move. Upon seeing Jiang Cheng also enter the classroom, they probably came in just to watch.

"It's not just okay, it's very good, don't be modest," Old Xu chuckled, and after laughing, he sighed softly and said, "It's a bit of a pity for you to come to our place."

Hmm. Gu Fei responded and continued to look at Jiang Cheng

"What are you being so stubborn about? You don't even know me," said Pan Zhi. "Then I'll come over and bring that bunch of idiots from the class to hang out together. How does that sound?"

"Indeed, the time is too short, and there is no opportunity to hold a grudge against anyone," Pan Zhi sighed, "In any case, you find everyone displeasing at the moment."

From the first row to the last, one by one, heads turned back like a game of hot potato, and Jiang Cheng's gaze followed suit all the way back

"Is there a mountain to see the snow?" Pan Zhiyi clapped his hands

I took Er Miao for a medical examination. I had previously picked up the forms and scheduled the appointment for today. Gu Fei said, "It takes a long time to coax her when she goes to the hospital."

This fourth school is indeed incomparable to my previous one. At this moment, the class bell has already rung, and the teachers have entered the classroom, yet there are still many students in the hallway who show no intention of entering the classroom, leaning against the railing and chatting.

Jiang Sheng used to sit in the back row at school as well. The seating arrangement for the entire class would rotate once a week to ensure that everyone could sit in the front row. However, each time he would change back to the last row by himself.

"Alright, let's go hiking," Jiang Sheng was amused by him and waved his arm, "What’s the big deal about going to hell."

"You are burning with unnameable anger," Pan Zhi said, shrinking his neck after leaving the gym. "Do you have a grudge against that kid?"

"You are the one who owes it." Gu Fei turned and left

Those who are chatting, those who are playing on their phones, and those who are leisurely eating fried dough sticks beside him

"Damn." Jiang Cheng was somewhat at a loss for words, and he opened his arms to give him a hug

"Alright, let me introduce..." Old Xu said with a smile, clapping his hands.

Jiang Sheng let out a gentle sigh: "Come see me on May 1st, and I will not forget."

Oh. Jiang Sheng looked at his face

This was said by his former homeroom teacher, unfortunately, the faculty, student resources, and teaching quality over there are lacking... However, Old Xu also mentioned this, which surprised Jiang Cheng quite a bit

Old Xu stood on the podium, looking at the dozens of people below who could not quiet down, seemingly patiently waiting for everyone to settle down

"Then you can sit down, just sit over there..." Old Xu looked back at the rear row, "Right there, Gu Fei, raise your hand."

"You want to be more vigorous," Gu Fei said

He also specifically paid attention to whether there was a glimpse of Gu Fei's face, but he did not see it

Jiang Sheng stared at the words on the book, contemplating whether to slap the person on the head or to hit them with the book. In the end, he reached out and pulled the earplug out of Gu Fei's ear.

This name made Jiang Cheng raise an eyebrow involuntarily. He then looked up and saw a person slowly making their way up the stairs, turning their head while still holding a bag of milk in their mouth

It is quite pleasant

This building is an old one, Old Xu introduced it to him, "Don't underestimate its age; the design is particularly scientific. Teachers do not need a microphone in the classrooms here, nor do they need to raise their voices; even the students in the back row can hear very clearly"

"Hey, are you on the basketball team?" Before Pan Zhi could respond, Li Yan, who was beside him, spoke up with a tone of provocation, "How about letting someone from the opposing team come down and you take their place?"

Ah. Pan Zhi responded.

I am not going anymore," Gu Fei glanced at his phone, "I am going home

The few players on the court previously were not very skilled. If he were wearing basketball shoes, it would probably not be a big issue for him to go up against Pan Zhi in a two-on-five situation. However, watching them play was quite interesting, as it gave a sense of superiority as if one were standing atop a lofty peak.

Your father's phone has not been answered at all," the class teacher said

Jiang Sheng felt that this question was not easy to answer, as both his father and mother hoped he would choose the sciences. He could not bring himself to express such a melodramatic answer, even though he had already acted on it. However, saying it out loud still made him feel like a dazzling, colorful fool.

There was a significant noise, followed by a loud bang.

Gu Fei raised his middle finger in front of Liu Fan's eyes and said, "You won me in a one-on-one, you can say that at will"

Meanwhile, the dozens of people who had been buzzing like a magical sound in the ears suddenly fell silent.

Several people laughed

"What’s the point of playing basketball with high school students?" Liu Fan said

"... ... neighbor," Jiang Cheng said

After a while, this state showed no signs of ending. Jiang Sheng, who was struggling on the brink of an outburst, could no longer hold back and asked, "Are we supposed to wait until they are completely silent?"

According to Lao Xu, the Fourth Middle School is not particularly impressive, but the campus is relatively large. However, the layout of the teaching buildings is somewhat unique. Other classes are organized by grade, but the liberal arts classes for the second and third grades are placed in an old three-story building, with the staircase serving as a dividing line: the second grade is on the left, and the third grade is on the right.

After a moment of silence between the two, Pan Zhi, who had been sitting the whole time, suddenly stood up and faced Jiang Sheng, staring at him intently.

At our school..." Old Xu said as he walked, turning around the corner of the stairs and glancing up suddenly, he called out in a low voice, "Gu Fei! You are late again!"

This is not particularly surprising, as he has poor hearing and is often at the card table. Jiang Cheng passed by the building where Li Baoguo was playing cards several times, and each time he could hear the noise from above while standing downstairs

What are you doing!" Jiang Sheng was startled by him, pointed at him, and said, "Don't talk back! I'll hit you.

Jiang Sheng suddenly felt a force within him shouting, encouraging him to write a novel titled "The King of Schemes - All the Coincidences in This World Belong to Me"

Days feel dull, passing particularly slowly; however, if there is even a hint of excitement, they rush by like an unstoppable waterfall

8, it is acceptable, finally there is something that can ease his mind, although he does not know how an 8 can bring him wealth.

"Jiang Sheng, the transfer student," Jiang Sheng calmly interrupted him, "Can I sit down?"

"Embrace me." Pan Zhi opened his arms