Chapter 18: Were you raised on a traditional Chinese oboe?

For the next two days, Zhai Da went to school as usual, listening to lectures as much as possible. If he couldn't listen, he wouldn't force it; he would open his Chinese textbook and memorize the texts.

It was a bit of a torment, after all, both "time" and "space" were tightly constrained.

However, after he integrated into the past classmate relationships, he found that school time was indeed the most comfortable.

Although high school students were a bit abstract, they were also much more interesting.

"Sunflower Acupoint Hand!"

Passing by a boy named Liu Kai, he suddenly attacked like a nervous knife, poking Zhai Da twice.

Zhai Da in the book rolled his dead fish eyes: "Are you sick, damn it!"

Liu Kai was a bit panicked by Zhai Da's overreaction, and then he heard:

"I still have to read! Unlock me quickly!"

The boy's panic turned into a cheap laugh, and he hopped away: "Beg me~"

Zhai Da sneered: "So childish! Beg you..."

Then he poked himself twice and unlocked the acupoints.

After reading for a while, preparing to memorize words to change his taste, Wu Yue sat beside him at some point.

"Zhai Da, I discovered a major secret."

Zhai Da didn't lift his head: "Spit it out if you have something to say."

Shedding the shackles and locks of morality, only then do I know who I am today.

Being a high school student who swears constantly is really refreshing.

Wu Yue secretly looked forward, at the seat where Lin Shuyao sat. She seemed to have gone to the bathroom, so he felt safe and bold enough to say:

"I discovered that Lin Shuyao likes you."

Zhai Da: "Yes, yes, yes, I know... I already said the love letter wasn't for..."

Wait, how did the content seem to be reversed.

Wu Yue touched his chest, which was only one bowl of rice away from becoming female, and said confidently: "I heard it with my own ears that day, she confessed to you, but unfortunately you weren't there."

Zhai Da stuttered: "She confessed to me? I wasn't there, and you heard it? Have you consumed too much spinal fluid?"

Wu Yue held up three fat fingers: "I guarantee with my future restaurant, not a single word is false. She thought the person behind her was you... she was so serious! Like an idol drama! If I wasn't named Zhai Da, I would have wanted to agree to her."

"She said you are very special and wants to be your girlfriend."

Zhai Da frowned, curled his lips, and clicked his tongue, a set of smooth combos, fully expressing the author's homesickness and disdain.

He didn't care what Lin Shuyao thought of him, but he was very sure it wouldn't be anything good.

For such dog-shit things, spending even one more minute participating in them was a waste of life.

Wu Yue was anxious: "I told you such a big secret, aren't you going to praise me?"

Zhai Da perfunctorily said: "Oh~ you're great, I'm very satisfied, what date was it? I'll look for you next time..."

Wu Yue tilted his head, and a question mark grew in his missing brain stem.

Zhai Da rummaged through his English book: "Let's end this matter here, just keep it to yourself, don't spread it anymore."

This time Wu Yue didn't respond.

Zhai Da turned his head.

"You haven't told anyone, have you?"

Wu Yue's expression was a bit stiff.

"Forget it, anyway, these broken things are no longer fresh, just let one or two people know."

A drop of cold sweat flowed down Wu Yue's face.

Zhai Da's voice went up an octave: "How many did you tell? You didn't spread it to other classes, did you?"

Wu Yue was sweating profusely...

Zhai Da:...

Were you raised on a traditional Chinese oboe, damn it?

"No, it happened two days ago, why am I the last one to know?"

"I didn't find a chance..."

You were busy spreading rumors and didn't have time to tell the person involved, right?

Although Wu Yue had a loose tongue, his talent was lacking, and he hadn't broken into the gossip upper circle of Mao Fang Middle School.

Those girls who talked about everything except studying.

Temporarily, it seemed, probably, it hadn't fermented to the extent of the last time.

After all, by comparison, fainting in the examination room was more legendary.

However, Zhai Da still repeatedly ordered Wu Yue to prevent the continued spread of this matter and made him swear with his own "Niu Power."

Wu Yue was a bit puzzled by Zhai Da's reaction. Wasn't this a face-saving thing?

That's Lin Shuyao, she's very famous in the whole Mao Fang Middle School. If everyone knew Lin Shuyao liked Zhai Da, it would not only clear up the previous rumors, but also...

He couldn't explain what else it could do, anyway, he just felt it was very awesome.

The kind that was explosive.

Zhai Da patted Wu Yue on the shoulder:

"Just sew your little mouth shut, your brain cells can't handle it if you ask too much."

He didn't know how long this seal could last. After all, boys of this age were always careless about their "Niu Power," always feeling that a little loss didn't matter...

"By the way, the thing I told you yesterday, did you handle it?"

Wu Yue nodded and took out a Nokia 3310 from his pocket.

It was the most primitive kind of brick phone, the screen was no bigger than a stamp, and it could only make calls and send text messages.

Oh right, there was also a black-and-white pixel Snake game. It had been eight years since it was released. Rounding it off, it came out when Zhai Da was ten...

This was Wu Yue's old phone. Before that, it was his dad's. Of course, now knock-off phones were cheap and easy to use, and no one liked this kind of small brick anymore.

"Why do you want this broken phone? Is your phone broken?"

"Little mouth?"

Wu Yue:...

Zhai Da didn't explain too much. He pressed it casually, and the screen could light up, but there was only one battery, and it could only be plugged in to charge, which was not very convenient.

Wait... weren't phones in later generations all like this? So, did phones progress or regress?

An inexplicable thought popped up.

This was prepared for Lu Wei. What was the difference between a girl without a phone and a kite with a broken string?

There was a phone card inside, but Wu Yue had a zero-monthly-rent plan, so he kept it. Now phone cards didn't need real-name registration, just pay for the calls yourself.

At lunch, Zhai Da sat at a table with Fan Junwei again.

It was still a heaping pile of rice with one meat and one vegetable, and it still had a strange smell.

Zhai Da asked suspiciously: "It seems like you were looking for me when you were eating?"

Just now there were about four or five empty seats nearby, but Fan Junwei still sat beside him.

Fan Junwei picked up his tray and shoveled it into his mouth: "They all dislike that I have a smell, you don't."

Zhai Da thought, are you polite? It's not that I don't dislike it, I just have patience.

He felt Fan Junwei wasn't a bad person... he kindly reminded him: "Actually, just take more showers. Sweat odor isn't body odor, it's easy to solve."

Fan Junwei only replied: "Oh."

Zhai Da curled his lips and said no more.

He had never liked preaching, and as a high school boy who didn't do human things and didn't speak human words, preaching too much didn't fit his persona.

On the way home from school, he didn't walk with Lin Shuyao today. He was on duty and left twenty minutes late, so there weren't many students on the road.

Zhai Da recited a few words in his heart, wondering when he could get the TV.

Lu Wei's dad was a bit slack, was the addiction not big enough?

Just as he was thinking, he saw a tall, thin girl standing under the street lamp at the intersection.

Lu Wei was holding a copy of "Olympic Mathematics Small Series," reading very intently, as if waiting for the person who would wake her up.

A Snickers bar appeared in her field of vision.

Lu Wei looked up.

Zhai Da smiled: "Tonight will probably be a bit long, eat something to replenish your energy first." ===== CHAPTER 19 =====