Double Life: My whole world is you

After Tiger finished his instructions, he directed everyone to pack up the tables and chairs. Half of the tables and chairs were moved to the back and stacked up, and the other half were left apart for everyone to take the exam. After moving the tables and chairs, everyone carried their own books to the teacher's office. Cheng Qiao carried a bag of books and a large pile of books and followed Wang Shun downstairs. At this time, Cheng Ye stood on the left and shouted to everyone, "Everyone move the books to my uncle's office!"

"Okay!" Wang Shun responded happily.

Teacher Wang's office is on the left side of the classroom building, less than ten meters away, just up the stairs. The office of the head teacher "Tiger" is on the other side of the school gate, at least two hundred meters away. The key is that Cheng Qiao doesn't dare to go to "Tiger's" office, but his uncle's office...

"Cheng Qiao, hurry up! What are you doing here?" Wang Ran had already gone up the stairs and shouted at her.

"Okay, here we go!" Cheng Qiao smiled and followed the team. [If I don't tell him about my little feelings for him, who would know? This little feeling is nothing compared to studying hard and making progress every day.] Cheng Qiao kept cheering herself up in her heart.

As soon as they reached the door, Cheng Ye directed everyone to put the books at the foot of the window. After Cheng Qiao put the book next to Wang Ran's, she looked up and roughly observed Teacher Wang's office. There was a 1.5-meter bed made of wooden strips in the 10-square-meter room. There was a window directly opposite the door. There was a small gas stove on the left, and a table for two and a chair on the right. Although there were not many things, the area was not large, so it still looked very crowded.

"Cheng Ye, your uncle's office is quite big." Wang Shun said, "Last time I went to Tiger's office, it didn't seem as big as this one."

"Is this shabby house considered big? I can't live here from Monday to Friday. It's not convenient to wash." Cheng Ye complained.

"But it's so convenient for going to school!" Wang Ran said, "We get up at 5:30 in the morning, and you only need to get up at 6:30! You can sleep an hour longer than us."

"That's right! Don't be ungrateful for what you have. We don't even have the chance to live here even if we want to!" Cheng Song said, putting his arm around his neck.

"You have no idea how bad my uncle's cooking is. Every time I eat it for three days, I really miss the food my mom cooks." Cheng Ye complained again.

"Or, you can eat in the cafeteria next time." Luo Xu rolled his eyes at him and said.

"Forget it then." Cheng Ye said awkwardly, "My uncle's cooking skills are still better than the school cafeteria auntie."

After listening to the boys chatting, Cheng Qiao, Wang Ran and Luo Ting left. The two walked to the playground, greeted Cheng Qiao and left first. Cheng Qiao waited for Cheng Xia and Cheng Xiu downstairs, and Class 2 was still in a meeting.

At this time, Zhang Yandi came over with his schoolbag on his back. He walked to Cheng Qiao with a faint smile and asked, "Qiao, have you written your self-criticism? I..."

Hearing his words, Cheng Qiao felt a little embarrassed. Thinking about the self-review letter she received, she quickly replied somewhat unnaturally, "I've finished writing it."

"What, what?" Zhang Yandi was a little incredulous.

"Why are you so surprised?" Cheng Qiao said speechlessly, "Didn't you write it and want to refer to mine?"

"I wrote one, but I don't think it's very good. Can we refer to each other's experience?" He scratched his head and asked awkwardly.

Cheng Qiao wanted to refuse, because she didn't write the apology. But when she looked up and saw his earnest eyes, she thought that it was hard to tell who wrote it from the handwriting, so it should be okay to refer to it, right? She took out the paper from her schoolbag and handed it to him. He looked at the neat handwriting and Cheng Qiao's unnatural expression, and understood it instantly. [I didn't expect him to do it so quickly.] He took a quick look and handed it to her with a smile, "Thank you! You wrote it very well! I also found inspiration, I will go back and revise it."

"Okay, you're welcome. Bye." Cheng Qiao quickly put away the apology letter. The god who had a crush on her was really awesome. Who could it be?

After Zhang Yandi said goodbye to her, Cheng Qiao still stood aside waiting for her friends. She looked up at Class 2, but no one had come out yet. At this time, a slender figure walked out of the classroom on the far right of the second floor. He leaned on the corridor, holding a book in his left hand and supporting his cheek with his right hand, but his eyes would always look at the figure downstairs from time to time. Every time he looked, the smile on his mouth would deepen a little. Until the figure downstairs saw her friend happily showing the dimples next to the corners of his mouth, he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore... But Cheng Qiao downstairs didn't notice this person. She picked up her friends, in addition to Cheng Xia, Cheng Xiu, and Wang Caiyun, and the four of them formed a team and walked happily towards the school gate.

When the man saw the four people disappearing at the school gate, he looked away, his eyes full of loneliness. [If there is a time limit for liking someone, I hope it will be until I disappear from this world.] He silently wrote this sentence on a book. At this time, the bell for class rang, and he quickly put away the book and walked towards the classroom...

"Qiao, which examination room are you in?" Cheng Xia asked as soon as she walked out of the school gate.

"I'm in examination room No. 1, in our own class." Cheng Qiao said.

"I'm also in examination room number one." Wang Caiyun said happily, "We're in the same examination room! What's your number?"

"I'm No. 15, what about you?" Cheng Qiao replied.

"I'm number 20." Wang Caiyun said, "Am I behind you?"

"No. 20!" Cheng Qiao nodded. She remembered that Cheng Ye was No. 19. Thinking of this, she shook her head and asked Cheng Xia and Cheng Xiu, "Xia, Xiu, which examination room are you in?"

"I was in exam room No. 2, which is our class." Cheng Xia said, "I remember Xiu was in exam room No. , the empty classroom next to our class."

Cheng Xiu nodded, "I checked before coming down, there are tables and chairs."

"There have always been desks and chairs there!" Wang Caiyun said. "I heard that when our school was at its peak, there were six classes in each grade, and each floor of the three-building building had one grade. The lower row of the teacher's building opposite was used as a laboratory, and the second and third floors above were the teachers' offices. There was no office for each teacher, but several people squeezed into one office."

"Wow, there were so many people back then! Now we only have two classes in our grade." Cheng Xia sighed.

"Yes! At that time, there were 70 to 80 students in a class, and it was very crowded." Wang Caiyun said, "I also heard it from people who graduated from our school before."

"I heard that they used to bring their own vegetables and rice to the canteen to steam and eat." Wang Caiyun went on to introduce, "They were in the third year of junior high school and lived in the school. They brought ten kilograms of rice at a time, and also brought a few days' worth of pickled vegetables."

"I remember this," Cheng Qiao said. "When I was in primary school, there lived a sister who was a few years older than me next door to my house. She would come back every Saturday to cook food. She would store the food in glass bottles and it would last for a few days. I was very happy to see her come back because she would give us the leftover food every time she came back to cook."

"I heard that the school had a cafeteria starting with our class," Wang Caiyun said. "We were very lucky."