Chapter 27: , Tribulation

That night, the English teacher slept in the master bedroom.

Because this is an old house, the space is not spacious, only two bedrooms and one living room. Li Heng and Zhang Zhiyong live in the second bedroom together.

Listening to the Taoist priest chanting scriptures downstairs, Zhang Zhiyong tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, jumping up full of resentment:

"When will this hemp batch end? It's so noisy! The old man really wants to go down and kick the box with one foot!"

Li Heng had seen all kinds of big storms and waves. This can only be considered drizzle. He narrowed his eyes and lay flat:

"You endure it, this is the old city, there are residents all around, it won't be too long, it is estimated that it will rest soon."

Zhang Zhiyong's veins were exposed, grabbing his hair and going crazy: "But I'm going crazy, I can't endure it anymore!"

Li Heng said: "Then you go down and kick the box, I will call 110 and 120 for you, and by the way, I will book a box for you at the crematorium.

But you know, I don't have much money in my pocket. If I can't book an urn at that time, don't blame the brother for not being righteous. You endure it, the fish that eat dead meat in the Zijiang River..."

"Stop! Stop! You silly dick!" Zhang Zhiyong cursed and got out of bed to look at the window, then returned to the bed, learning his appearance and lying flat and pretending to sleep.

After a while, this brainless guy couldn't bear it again, and suddenly asked: "Li Heng, do you say the English teacher next door is asleep?"

Li Heng opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling: "What are you asking this for?"

Zhang Zhiyong smiled cheaply and said: "The night is long, I think you shouldn't waste it here, you should go next door."

Li Heng: "......"

Without waiting for a reply, Zhang Zhiyong continued to talk: "Really! I really feel that she is different to you. Why don't I go to the spirit shed downstairs to suppress the urn tonight and vacate the room for you..."

"Ouch!!!"

Before this guy finished speaking, he had already flashed from the bed to the floor, his right hand covering his butt, ouch, very unhappy.

Staring and scolding: "Li Heng, your grandpa's! Why did you kick me?

Even if you did bad things tonight, I am your brother, wouldn't I say it out? You don't believe me that much?"

Li Heng stretched his leg and kicked again. This time he kicked directly on his face, and his mouth was kicked crooked.

Seeing the brainless guy still spraying dung, Li Heng sat up slowly, "If you want to become the second Liu Yejiang and want to go to the hospital for stitches, continue to say."

"Day! You are still a man, and you look like a dog, it's really tasteless! If I were you, I would have knocked Zhang Zhiyong out long ago and rushed to the bed next door!"

Zhang Zhiyong's momentum weakened a bit, but he was still maintaining his last face, carefully touching back to the bed, looking at Li Heng with great joy.

Lying side by side again, after ten minutes, the fire downstairs really stopped, and the world suddenly became much quieter.

At this time, Zhang Zhiyong did the last instigation sneakily, "I think Teacher Wang won't resist you, why don't you knock me out, hey, rest assured, I have this consciousness, as a good brother, I should be knocked out at this time."

Li Heng said: "Throw you under the bed."

"Yes, too yes, but you guys should be small, don't wake me up." Zhang Zhiyong was jubilant and even clapped his hands.

Where this brainless guy is, it is damn happy. The two talked about nothing, and didn't sleep until very late.

Li Heng slept dead this time, and when he woke up again, it was already past 8 o'clock the next morning.

Zhang Zhiyong had long been up, sitting by the bed in a daze.

Seeing this, Li Heng couldn't help but ask: "What are you in a daze early in the morning? When did you wake up? Have you washed up?"

"Woke up for a long time, haven't washed up yet, haven't even peed, the bladder is aching!" Zhang Zhiyong clamped his legs tightly, obviously holding his urine.

Li Heng climbed up, asking while putting on clothes: "Then why don't you go yet? Waiting to grab the toilet with me?"

"The English teacher is in the living room outside, I dare not go." Zhang Zhiyong claimed to be the old man, but he was panicked, not daring to be alone with Wang Runwen in an independent space.

Li Heng kicked him, "Look at your cowardly look, promising!"

"Damn it, be lighter, the old man's urine is almost kicked out by you." Zhang Zhiyong followed behind him, trying to pretend that nothing happened, jumping and finally entered the bathroom.

Wang Runwen asked Li Heng, "What's wrong with Zhang Zhiyong? Limping, did he sprain his foot last night?"

Li Heng sold his brother without any guilt, "It's not because you are sitting on the sofa in the living room, he dare not come out, holding it."

Wang Runwen was stunned, looked at the bathroom, and seemed to be able to hear the sound of a waterfall impact inside.

Two seconds later, she smiled, got up and said: "You also hurry up and wash up, I'll go buy breakfast."

"Eh."

Today is February 10.

The second day of school.

After breakfast, the three didn't dare to delay and took the bus back to No. 1 Middle School.

Entering the school gate, Li Heng and the two separated from the English teacher. They went to their classroom on the third floor first, found the head teacher Wang Qi to report, and got the report sheet.

At this time, there was almost no one in the classroom, only the short Wang Qi moved a desk and guarded the door, holding a cigarette, waiting for the students in the class to report.

Saying the head teacher is short, it is really short, visually at most 158.

But he is naturally dignified, standing there is an aura, the people in the class, especially the female students, are most afraid of him.

Seeing the two appearing at the stairwell, Wang Qi flicked the ash with his little finger, pointed at the roster and said: "Come over and sign the name."

When Li Heng signed, Wang Qi praised him kindly for his progress, and the more he wrote, the more stylish it was.

And when it was Zhang Zhiyong's turn, the old class immediately changed his face, whispered and scolded: "What kind of thing is this you wrote? Ghost symbols are better than you. If you look like this in the college entrance examination, the volume score will be gone."

The usually flighty and dim-witted student dares neither to be angry nor to speak at this moment; he obediently uses his pen to erase the mistake, then bends over to rewrite it stroke by stroke.

Just at this time, people came to the stairwell again, and they were all familiar faces, Sun Manning and Liu Li.

Looking far and near, Sun Manning's biggest feature is cleanliness. The impression given from top to bottom is purer than clear mountain spring water, very comfortable.

This girl has a tall figure, 170 without shoes. Originally, according to her height, she couldn't sit in the front row. After all, there are a pile of boys and girls in the class who are shorter than her.

But she couldn't stand her father being the principal of No. 1 Middle School.

It couldn't stand that the head teacher Wang Qi is a person who only talks about grades.

According to the regulations of Teacher Wang Qi, Class 204 changes seats twice a semester, which are after the mid-term exam and after the final exam (or can be called before the start of each semester). People in the top ten of the class prioritize autonomous selection of seats according to the order of grades.

What does it mean?

It's like the first place is always taken by Mai Sui and Song Yu. There are 64 seats in the class. They can sit wherever they want. As long as they take a fancy to it, others must roll away, and everyone must give way.

By analogy, the second place has the choice of 63 seats.

Sun Manning's Chinese and English are very powerful, but math is poor, so she always chooses to sit with Li Heng, who is the best at math in the school, for the purpose of asking questions.

It is precisely because of this reason that those who like to make trouble in the class are spreading that she has a crush on Li Heng behind her back.

Liu Li is the opposite of Sun Manning. Chinese is okay, math is also okay, and liberal arts is also okay. But English is seriously biased, and it is a mess.

How bad is it? Let's put it this way, every time it is a burning high incense to be able to pass, and the ancestral grave smokes green smoke. For this reason, all subject teachers are anxious for him. According to the history teacher, a good seedling for Tsinghua and Peking University, it was ruined by English.

Liu Li's height is around 172, his cheekbones are prominent, he is not fat or thin, and he looks listless.

What is most talked about by everyone is: he doesn't love the most beautiful Song Yu, doesn't fascinate the pearl Xiao Han, doesn't obsess over the talented Mai Sui, and loves Chen Lijun wholeheartedly.

No!

To be precise, since being poked in the classroom by Liu Yejiang in the third year of high school, this guy's secret love has become a clear love, very bitter.

Anyway, Chen Lijun is like a high-ranking queen in his life. One look can control everything about Liu Li, including joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

No one understands his infatuation, but everyone respects him and admires him.

After the four finished signing, Wang Qi tore off the report sheet and handed it to them, and exhorted: "Hurry up to pay tuition, collect books, and arrive at the classroom before 7 o'clock in the evening. We will rearrange seats tonight."

For students in this era, as long as they don't leave the school, the head teacher's words represent the imperial edict to a certain extent, and the four responded and rushed to the finance department to pay fees.

On the way, Li Heng asked Sun Manning casually, "Don't you live in school? Why didn't you pay the fee yesterday, and only get it now?"

Sun Manning replied: "I said I was waiting for you, do you believe it?"

As soon as this remark came out, Liu Li and Zhang Zhiyong, who were pushing each other, stopped their movements and turned their heads to look at this woman in unison, their eyes flashing with gossip.

Although there are many rumors that this girl has a crush on himself, she didn't have any confession or the like to him in her previous life, not even a hint.

So, he was still very relieved.

Li Heng said calmly: "Don't believe it, there is a ghost if you believe it."

Unexpectedly, Sun Manning pointed to the third floor opposite and said: "I really saw you and Zhang Zhiyong come to school on the balcony, and then I came down."

Liu Li tilted his head and said: "I thought you were specifically blocking me at the door of the canteen, it seems I was sentimental."

Liu Li and her just met at the canteen and went to the third floor together.

Sun Manning said: "If you were

Anyway, Chen Lijun seems like a high-and-mighty queen in his life; a single glance from her can control everything about Liu Li, including his joys, angers, sorrows, and happiness.

No one understands his infatuation, but everyone respects and admires him.

There are three payment windows; perhaps because they were already packed yesterday, there aren't many people now.

One can see the end at a glance, with about ten people or so. The four of them chat and laugh while queuing, and soon it is their turn.

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