Can it be made public?

The air was quiet for five seconds.

Ji Li stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "Haven't recovered yet? Are you really scared?"

Ying Yunsheng subconsciously took a step back.

Then I realized that I didn't need to feel guilty at all. After all, there was no monitoring in the infirmary, and he had never made a sound from the beginning to the end. Shen Huai is now half-blind and doesn't even know that he has been here. As long as he doesn't admit it, he will never Someone suspected him.

He wanted to understand this before he said: "No."

Ji Li: "Why did you come to the infirmary?"

"Come and see your classmates."

"To see a classmate who once called people to surround you?"

"Uh……"

"Repaying grievances with kindness or adding insult to injury?"

Ying Yunsheng didn't think about how to answer, and asked again: "Or come to inspect the fruits of your labor?"

His face remained motionless, but the fingers hanging by his side froze.

"Don't be so nervous." Ji Li said in a gentle voice, "I don't have a mobile phone with me now, let alone start recording."

Ying Yunsheng didn't answer, and directly changed the subject: "Why are you here?"

Ji Li: "I go to PE class here."

Ying Yunsheng frowned.

"I'm just curious." Ji Li's tone was a little puzzled, "You didn't seem to hate him that much when he called people to surround you. Why do you suddenly hope that something happens to him so much?"

Ying Yunsheng thought of the box of snacks that had been thrown on the ground, so he pursed his lower lip and remained silent.

Ji Li waited for half a minute without waiting for the other party's answer, so he changed the question: "Go back to the classroom?"

"what?"

"The next class should be starting soon." Ji Li said, "Shall we go back to the classroom together?"

On the way back, I passed the cake shop. The window was not open at this point, and the blurred figures of the clerk behind the frosted glass were busy, and the sweet smell of baked cream wafted faintly.

Ying Yunsheng glanced over there unconsciously.

Ji Li noticed his gaze: "By the way, was the Dafu I gave you last time delicious?"

Ying Yunsheng paused slightly: "Yes."

"What's your favorite flavor?"

"what?"

Ji Li thought he didn't hear clearly, and repeated again: "What kind of Daifuku do you like the most?"

"chocolate."

Ji Li smiled slightly: "I will try it next time I have a chance."

"You didn't see it because you didn't go to physical education class." Ye Ruhui described it emphatically, "Such a big bottle of chili water, red as paint, poured on it without a drop, I feel like I'm going to go blind just looking at it. "

Ji Li wrote an option on the test paper: "Splashing chili water into the eyes will generally not cause blindness."

"What's the principle?"

"Have you ever seen someone who was sprayed with wolf spray and went blind?"

This incident was too big, and when the school leaders received the news and rushed over to deal with it, the incident seemed to have spread all over the school.

Due to the highly informative conversation between the two when they clashed, the love and hatred between Shen Huai, Cun Tou and the girl in Cun Toukou was also completely made up by everyone from the cause, process and result, and it was overturned in just one afternoon. Four or five versions have been released, which are talked about by everyone.

But no matter how much noise there is outside, it has nothing to do with a class of key classes of these grades.

Especially in the last Chinese class in the afternoon, Prophet Mao put the textbooks on the podium and announced directly: "Everyone took out the scratch paper and prepared to silently write "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" in 5 minutes."

One sentence pulled everyone's soul back from the gossip.

Prophet Mao added: "Copy the original text once for one mistake, twice for two mistakes, and five times. Anyone who feels that he can't remember it can start copying now."

Ye Ruhui was shocked: "Do you want us to die?"

Prophet Mao pulled out a pen cap and threw it over: "If you make more than five mistakes, next week's Chinese class will stand up for me."

Qiaozhong is a key middle school in the city, and the learning progress has never been shifted by the growth of the students' grades. The specific performance is that they have just started their second year of high school, and their Chinese textbooks have already reached the compulsory fifth.

Prophet Mao did not follow the catalog, but picked out the classical Chinese texts in the class and explained them first.

There was still 5 minutes of preparation time before dictation, and Ye Ruhui complained while flipping through the textbook: "I have never seen such a distinction."

Jian Mingyuan sat at the table behind him, stared at the ancient text in the textbook that was as long as the college entrance examination composition for three seconds, and then looked back at his deskmate: "God of Xue, have you finished memorizing it?"

Ji Li picked up a blank draft paper, tore it up and repeated it: "The old county of Yuzhang, the new mansion of Hongdu, the stars are divided into wings, the ground is connected to Henglu, the three rivers are connected to the five lakes, and the wild thorns are controlled to attract Ouyue. ..."

Jian Mingyuan listened more and more stunned, his mouth opened wider and wider, until the other party read "Ruan Ji is rampant, don't cry for a poor way", the head of the podium suddenly announced "It's time, give me all Put the book away", when he was looking at the draft paper and his mind was blank, he felt that he finally understood what "crying at the end of the road" was at this moment.

At the end of a dictation class, he lay on the table, feeling that he had lost his soul and only had a body left.

As soon as Ye Ruhui turned around, he saw his suspicious expression: "What's wrong?"

Jian Mingyuan's tone was vicissitudes: "I'm thinking about the gap between people."

Ye Ruhui: "Then do you want milk tea?"

Jian Mingyuan immediately got up from the table: "Drink!"

As soon as Zhu Yi raised his head from the book, he saw him secretly pressing on the screen in the drawer, and was stunned for several seconds: "Didn't your phone be put away?"

"It was Nokia that was handed in, and the fruit was left behind. It's hard to understand?" Ye Ruhui asked casually, "Would you like a drink?"

Zhu Yi hesitated, but still refused: "No need."

Ye Ruhui didn't ask any further questions, the phone was twirled in Jian Mingyuan's hands, and finally passed to Ji Li: "What do you drink?"

Ji Li shook his head: "Thank you, I don't drink milk tea."

Ye Ruhui: "What about the juice?"

"No need."

"Brewed coffee?"

Ji Li smiled apologetically, "I don't drink."

"Then you are really a little green among thousands of flowers." Ye Ruhui returned to his mobile phone to place an order, "I just went to pick it up after eating."

Zhu Yi was halfway through writing a line, and suddenly he was a little lost in thought.

The answer is obviously no, but why is Ji Li still being questioned so many times, but no one cares about him anymore?

After the last class, the students went straight to the cafeteria to grab dinner, and the corridor was almost crowded with people.

Ji Li declined the other people's proposal to go together, and wrote two big math problems on his seat. Seeing that the people outside had almost dispersed, he put down his pen and got up.

When he walked to the middle building of the teaching building, a person suddenly broke into his field of vision.

The other party was obviously dressed as a student's parent, with a shoulder bag and high heels that were inconvenient to go to the podium. He walked past him like a gust of wind and quickly went up the stairs.

Ji Li had an impression of this face.

Those are Shen Huai's parents.

In the evening, the campus radio was turned on, and a notice was broadcast: "In view of the serious violation of school rules by Shen Huai, the [-]th class of the second year of high school science, the Academic Affairs Office decided to order him to withdraw from school after deliberation. We hereby notify you. Please take precautions."

After an afternoon of classes, the campus that finally fell silent exploded again.

"Damn it, drop out?"

"What kind of outrageous deed did Shen Huai do to get expelled directly?"

"Could it be that he really became a mistress, promised to help others chase girls on the surface, but in the end he gave someone eye drops behind his back?"

"It's impossible for the school to stop puppy love. Besides, he was the one who was splashed in the eyes in the afternoon, and the one who threw pepper water was an out-of-school gangster. How blind can the school be to help outsiders punish its own students? "

"The radio said that he was a serious violation of school rules, so which school rule did he violate? Murder and arson? Or robbery and fight?"

"Uh..." Ying Yunsheng was standing in front of the cafeteria window when he heard this announcement.

The aunt who was cooking rice had a plate in one hand and an iron spoon in the other, and she shook her head repeatedly: "What a crime, you were expelled after high school."

Ying Yunsheng pretended not to hear it.

Shen Huai was still hanging around the school during the opening ceremony, but now he has been expelled from school. It can be seen that the one who was detained during this period of time probably revealed a lot of Shen Huai's past glorious deeds, and the crimes were layered. Only then did the school make up its mind in such a short period of time and decisively eliminate this source of instability.

The stainless steel dinner plate was handed over from the window. Ying Yunsheng took out his campus card, took it with both hands and said "Thank you, auntie".

There was a beep, and the machine showed that five yuan was charged.

There are no more dishes in the cafeteria window. They are basically leftovers picked by other people. To say that they are tasteless is to beautify. Most people find that they would rather spend money to ask someone to bring takeaway than compromise on this quality. dinner.

For the past year, Ying Yunsheng has been delaying coming here until now, because only at this time, the meals are no longer charged according to the amount, and you can order whatever you want for only five yuan.

The aunt who cooks rice also has a son who is about the same age as him, who happened to be in the rebellious period of youth and was full of the atmosphere of the "Tianwang Laozi". Then look at this well-behaved, clean-clothed and thrifty boy in front of him.

Hey.

Sure enough, if there is a comparison, there will be harm.

Her eyes were full of kindness: "You're welcome."

After the announcement was read on the radio, the voices of the students were changed and the evening news began.

Ying Yunsheng finished his meal with the background sound of the radio, put the plate in the recycling place, and passed by the cake shop in the corner on the way back, and the shelves had already begun to put things for sale at night.

The baker had just placed the cakes when he looked up and saw a boy standing outside the transparent window, he opened the window and said, "Student, I don't sell anything yet, come back at night."

Ying Yunsheng came back to his senses, remained silent for two seconds, and suddenly asked: "Is there any great blessing here?"

Baker: "Yes."

"Does it taste like chocolate?"

"No."

"Clam?" The baker looked at his expression: "We have never sold chocolate-flavored Daifuku here, only strawberry and matcha."

After finishing speaking, he added: "There is still the original flavor."

Ying Yunsheng's mind went blank for two seconds.

How did he answer that question in the afternoon?

——What flavor of Daifuku do you like the most?

--chocolate.

"Uh……"