Cannon Fodder's Rebirth

Leaving the broadcasting station and walking towards the dormitory absent-mindedly, when passing by the bulletin boards with various information posted, Jiang Xi's eyes shone brightly because of an unintentional glance.

A recruitment notice for the school radio station was posted in a prominent place, to the effect that the school radio station needs to be filled with fresh blood. The interview team, editing team, and broadcasting team all open their doors to welcome new students to join.I felt as if I saw a ray of dawn suddenly, behind the open door of the radio station, there seemed to be Zhong Yifan's open embrace.

Join the radio station, join Zhong Yifan's broadcast group, act tomorrow!Jiang Xi clenched his fists, looking forward to the first meeting with Zhong Yifan tomorrow.

Unable to suppress the excitement in his heart, Jiang Xi went back to the dormitory and hurriedly finished his meal and was late for evening self-study.Because the boarding students were forced to attend evening self-study for two hours from [-]:[-] p.m. molecular.

Facing the unfriendly eyes of the study committee members and others with an extremely strong sense of collective honor, Jiang Xi felt deeply that his popularity in junior high school would not be very good...

Instead, teacher Chen, the head teacher, not only didn't criticize him, but instead cared about why he was late when no one was paying attention, so Jiang Xi was forced to lie and say he had diarrhea.

"Is it serious? I approve you to go to the infirmary to get some medicine!"

"Thank you teacher, I have taken the medicine."

Jiang Xi rejected Mr. Chen's offer with some apology, but if he knew who he would meet in the infirmary now, he would definitely regret missing this opportunity.

After class, Zhong Yifan forgot the script he needed to use in the classroom, and it was only when he was about to go to the broadcasting room after eating that he realized that he hadn't brought the script.The classroom is in the old high school building, which is quite far from the new building. According to regulations, he must arrive in the studio to prepare 10 minutes before the end of the broadcast of the previous program. As the leader of the broadcast team, he has the responsibility to lead by example.As a result, I ran all the way to pick up the manuscript and went upstairs in three steps and two steps. I ran too fast and accidentally sprained my foot on the stairs.By the time he finished the program with enduring pain, his ankle was already swollen to the point of disfigurement. The other team members found a bicycle and pushed him to the infirmary.

Because of this, the next day, Jiang Xi took advantage of the relatively long break between classes after class exercises to find the location of the radio station's recruitment interview and expressed that he wanted to join the broadcasting team. Leave your name and class and let him know later when you can interview.

The mood of waiting is definitely a torment.In order to calm himself down, Jiang Xi finally picked up the brush again.The dormitory was messy and there was no place to write. It happened that Yu Bingyan and Zhou Xiaoyou were publishing blackboard newspapers in the classroom, so he copied the copybooks of Wang Xizhi, the book sage borrowed from the library, on the desk in the classroom.

"Jiangxi, we're done, can you go?" The roommate helped fetch water, Zhou Xiaoyou rushed back to wash his hair.

"You guys go first, I'll write for a while." Putting himself and Zhou Xiaoyou's desk together, the rice paper was completely spread out. Jiang Xi planned to practice directly until the evening self-study started, and would not go back to the dormitory.

"Then let's go first." Yu Bingyan also greeted Jiang Xi, and left the classroom with Zhou Xiaoyou.

It seems that it is not easy to write down with no other thoughts. When there are people around, I need to cover it up. Now that there is no one around, I really want to light a cigarette, sit down and take a good walk for a while.But everyone knows that the school for minors is non-smoking, and Jiang Xi hasn't touched cigarettes for more than eight months after his rebirth.

The cigarette that remains in the deepest memory is not the one that ruined his life, but the one that Zhong Yifan lit in the bar, it can be regarded as his and Tong Le's happy cigarette...

Soon the school radio station at 10:[-] ended the third broadcast of the whole day, which meant that there were still [-] minutes to start evening self-study.Jiang Xi put away the pen and put Zhou Xiaoyou's desk back.When he was about to wipe off the ink printed on the table through the rice paper, he realized that although the copybook turned to the page of "Huang Ting Jing" in regular script, what he left on the rice paper was densely packed "Zhong Yifan" in cursive script .

It's really... crazy.

He folded the paper twice and randomly stuffed it into the desk, tidied up the pen and ink hastily, and put Zhou Xiaoyou's desk back in its original place.When the first group of students who came to self-study entered the classroom, what they saw was him cleaning the table for Zhou Xiaoyou, which made everyone's faces somewhat ambiguous or contemptuous.

"Squad leader, lend me the English unit test paper. I didn't write down two questions on the paper this morning." The English teacher asked me to re-copy all the misspelled words and wrong questions five times to deepen my memory. Nanfei, who was behind Jiangxi obliquely, asked Jiangxi, who had a perfect score in the exam, to borrow papers.

"It's in my desk, take it yourself." Jiang Xi said casually as he was putting the rag back into the bathroom corner at the back of the classroom.But when he put down the rag, he immediately regretted it, and just remembered that there was still rice paper with Zhong Yifan's name on it that he accidentally wrote on the desk. "Well, let me find it for you, the desk is messy."

Before Nan Fei put his hand into his desk, Jiang Xi hurried back.It's not that he is fast, but that Nan Fei's movements have always been relatively slow.As a fat man who is seriously overweight, Nan Fei is a real "difficult to fly". Every time he runs the two warm-up laps of 400 meters in physical education class, it seems to kill him.

He dug out the full-score paper from the desk piled with many books, and Jiang Xi handed it over. Nan Fei took the paper and thanked him politely, then hurried back to his seat to study.

The first class of each grade in Babu Middle School is designated as a seed class, which is fixed to be the top [-] in the entrance examination.Although the number of people is fixed, the personnel may not be fixed.Classes other than the first class are no longer divided into fast and slow classes. If you can enter the top [-] in the grade ranking in the final exam at the end of each school year, you can be promoted to the first class in the new school year.Correspondingly, students who do not enter the top [-] will leave class one, so students like Nan Fei who are relatively low in class one are actually under a lot of pressure.

After finishing the day's homework like everyone else, Jiang Xi took out the stationery and wrote letters to his parents in City B. Of course, he still reported the good news but not the bad news as always.But there is really nothing to worry about in his life right now, at least it is much better than when he went to City B with his parents.And from his parents' replies and occasional phone calls to his uncle's house, he learned that his parents' recent situation was as he expected, and without his dragging him down, it was much easier than the days before his rebirth.

His choice after rebirth was correct.

It's just that there has been no news about the radio station.

After waiting restlessly for a week, Jiang Xi gradually began to feel a little disappointed.He has basically figured out the broadcasting time of the radio station every day. From 06:30 to [-]:[-] in the morning, the morning news and music of CCTV are relayed; from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] noon, the programs are different every day from Monday to Friday , current affairs, entertainment, everything; the evening broadcast time is from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], mainly the school's news for the day and the students' song requests.Jiang Xi still remembered that the program hosted by Zhong Yifan was called "Campus Scenery", but he hadn't heard Zhong Yifan's voice since that day, and the program had also been hosted by a different girl.

Even the works for the calligraphy competition have been written and handed in, but there is still no news about the radio station. Jiang Xi finally evolved from disappointment to despair.Just when he was planning to find another way to find a way to get close to Zhong Yifan, he finally heard the names of himself and several other students in the broadcast at noon one day, and asked them to go to the broadcasting room after school in the afternoon.

His heart was beating so hard that Jiang Xi didn't listen to the class all afternoon.The last class was the physical education class that the physics teacher had to change temporarily. In the second half of the class, he was free to move around. Jiang Xi hurriedly ran to the toilet to wash his face, trying to show himself a vigorous and youthful state.

In this campus, he can treat everyone as a child, but he can't treat Zhong Yifan as a child.The image of the other party's man is already too deep in his mind, and he can hardly imagine what the expression of that inappropriate smile on the corner of his lips looks like on the face of the teenage Zhong Yifan.

Jiang Xi can always remember the way he looked at him when he said to himself that he should be more tolerant of Tong Le, as if he was hesitant to speak.At that time, he only thought that the other party knew some rumors about Tong Le, but on the day of the wedding, Zhong Yifan and Tong Le came to toast, and when he raised his glass to say that it would be a happy marriage for a hundred years, Zhong Yifan cast that kind of look at him again.Jiang Xi felt in a daze that Zhong Yifan had actually seen through his thoughts, and if he was allowed to think about it more narcissistically, he even felt that there was more or less a meaning in that look of "wish to see each other when we were not married".

Jiang Xi once hinted at Tong Le, saying that a man like Zhong Yifan should be cherished.But after a few more drinks, Tong Le said that Zhong Yifan was a man with a criminal record, had many lovers, and played with his cousin Tong Huan's feelings, and finally caused Tong Huan to drink and drive in an accident and die miserably , the remains are incomplete.Then he patted him on the shoulder and said that a man like Zhong Yifan would never treat him too much, he asked for it.

Although Jiang Xi believes that Zhong Yifan's appearance and wealth do have the capital to "play", but Zhong Yifan he sees is a dedicated and considerate lover, and in his eyes Tong Le himself is a person with problematic character, so he I don't believe Tong Le's words.

But Zhong Yifan's gaze at the wedding touched a certain string in his heart.The brief moment when the four eyes met when they clinked glasses, Zhong Yifan's complex eyes made people feel distressed.It was like the eyes of a person with a story who built an altar for himself, and then used his soul and body as sacrifices, as some kind of self-abuse ritual, or some kind of punishment?

I don't know if he was thinking too much, Jiang Xi felt in a trance that Zhong Yifan knew all the things Tong Le did behind his back, but he was willing to be a fool who was played with, in order to complete some form of self-salvation.

So what happened to warrant such self-punishment?What kind of person was Zhong Yifan in the past?