Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Gao Mandong spent an entire night digesting and accepting the fact that it was all just a foolish dream and he had become a clown who had made a fool of himself.

Men are just men. There are plenty of men in the world, and she will always meet a better one in the future.

It's Monday again. Monday is the most exciting day in the world, no doubt about it.

"Good morning!" Xu Jin laughed happily as usual.

She arrived earlier than Gao Mandong, the boarding student.

"I brought you breakfast, the buns from the shop you like." Xu Jinhuan took it out from the desk and gave it to her. "Eat quickly, the teacher will be here soon."

"You are the best." Gao Mandong hugged her and kissed her hard.

Only hello.

Gao Mandong was eating buns, thinking about how to say "I don't like Ji Shulang anymore" to Xu Jinhuan so that it would seem real, credible and not abrupt.

"Gao Mandong, Ji Shulang is looking for you!"

The classmate at the classroom door shouted loudly, his tone full of enthusiasm and smile.

Ji Shulang stood at the door holding a bag of taro mochi. It was too late to stop them and everything went dark before his eyes.

He wanted to find Xu Jinhuan to talk things out today.

Because of a little bit of luck and curiosity, Gao Mandong hesitated for a moment, but still went out.

Ji Shulang looked at her, also hesitant: "Um... don't take my sister's words to heart, she... she is actually quite friendly... I apologize to you on her behalf."

Ji Shulang couldn't continue speaking.

Ji Shumiao gave him some knowledge about "Man's Tea" last night, but Ji Shulang still felt that Gao Mandong was not like that.

The atmosphere became stagnant and awkward for a moment. Gao Mandong took the initiative to break the silence: "It's okay, I don't take it to heart. She is so young, why would I bother with her. Besides...it was indeed my fault first."

Ji Shulang heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this: "That's good."

"Is this what you came here to talk about?"

"Ah..." Ji Shulang handed her the things in his hand, and gritted his teeth and handed them over: "Please, help me to give Xu Jinhuan."

Gao Mandong was stunned for a moment: "So it turns out that you like Huanhuan."

"Ah."

"Hey, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Gao Mandong quickly took the bag from him, smiling stiffly, "If you had told me earlier, I would have given you several assists!"

Ji Shulang also felt regretful.

"You should leave quickly, class is about to start. Bye." Gao Mandong said quickly and turned back to the classroom.

Holding back the soreness in his nose and eyes, Gao Mandong placed the thing in his hand on Xu Jinhuan's desk: "This is given to you by Ji Shulang."

Xu Jinhuan took a look at it, put it away and put it aside, with no intention of opening it to take a look.

Gao Mandong lay on the table and asked sullenly, "You already knew that Ji Shulang liked you?"

Xu Jinhuan had doubts, but she was not a fool. Ji Shulang's eyes were getting more and more passionate, so she must have felt it. But she was afraid that she was being too sentimental so she did not react. That day, when she heard him say that he liked girls with short hair, her doubts were naturally dispelled.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Gao Mandong continued to speak aggrievedly: "In your eyes, I look like a clown, right?"

Xu Jinhuan closed the book, looked into her eyes and asked, "We have been friends for seven years. Are you going to quarrel with me now because of a man?"

"I'm sorry." Gao Mandong's eyes became wet and he buried his head in her shoulder.

She has nothing but a sensitive, fragile and useless self-esteem.

No one would accommodate her except Xu Jinhuan.

How can she, such a bad person, have such good friends?

"Okay." Xu Jinhuan patted her on the back and said like coaxing a child, "That guy is bad. We won't play with him anymore."

Gao Mandong laughed and said, "Okay."

Ji Shulang soon received the returned mochi intact. Xu Jinhuan also returned it and handed it to a classmate at the classroom door, asking him to pass it on, then turned and left.

In the end, the bag of mochi ended up in the stomachs of several of Ji Shulang's classmates.

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Hate English class.

Ji Shumiao held his chin with his hand, his mind wandering. Li Xiang was painting as usual. Judging from her expression and hand movements, she was not very satisfied with her work today.

Yang Lina wore a glittering gold bracelet today. She wrote on the blackboard more frequently than usual, pulling her cuffs higher again and again.

Ji Shumiao wrote and drew on the draft paper. Only she could understand the symbols and numbers on it.

I was short of money before, so I sold some of the gold left by my great-grandmother. Now it seems I have to make up for it. At the end of October, the international gold price will reach the lowest point this year, it seems to be only over 150 yuan. I have to buy a few more kilograms. I will go to the confinement center after school in the afternoon to discuss it with my parents.

Yang Lina was making things difficult for Dazhu again, and asked him to stand up and answer a few fixed combinations that were easy to confuse.

Ji Shumiao raised his hand high, stood up and blurted out all the answers without waiting for Yang Lina to call him.

Yang Lina looked slightly annoyed and said sarcastically, "Student Ji Shumiao knows a lot. He stood up and answered without being asked. Since you know so much, go to the podium and speak. You come."

Ji Shumiao smiled: "I can't do it, I won't go. Teacher, why can't I do it if you go?"

Yang Lina was so angry that her face turned blue. She threw the textbook in her hand and left.

Ji Shumiao looked puzzled: "She is so easily defeated?"

It can be a big deal or a small matter if a subject teacher is driven away. Usually the class monitor will take the class representatives to invite the teacher back.

but……

The monitor and the English class representative looked at each other across the students, and the English class representative said loudly: "Let's study on our own."

What followed was that I heard that Yang Lina cried in the office.

In fact, it wasn’t entirely because of Ji Shumiao’s words today. It was because her classmates’ attitude towards her over the past half month had made her unable to bear it anymore, and Ji Shumiao’s words were just the last straw.

Ji Shumiao was speechless. If she had prepared carefully for her English lessons every day, no one would have looked down on her like this. In the end, it seemed like she had suffered a great injustice.

The most exhausted person was Wang Hong. She suppressed her nausea and coaxed Yang Lina, and then asked Ji Shumiao to write a self-criticism.

Of course she knew that her classmates were dissatisfied with Yang Lina, but she had no say in the matter. She tried to change the English teacher, but as soon as she tested the attitude of the school leaders, she was rejected.

Wang Hong was also very dissatisfied, but she couldn't show it. She was stuck in the middle and felt like a nobody. It was the first time in her life that she had to appease her colleagues as a teacher.

Fortunately, Ji Shumiao did not resist this time and stayed in the office to write his self-criticism.

Ji Shumiao held the pen in his hand, thinking that this was the first time in his two lifetimes that he had to write a self-criticism.