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Chapter 345: Chapter 261: Observing Art_2
In just a second, the two of them had attracted the entire class’s attention.
All the students quickly looked over.
The classroom became even quieter, as classmates leaned in to listen.
At first, everyone was baffled, then the boys smiled knowingly, while the slower-reacting girls were still baffled.
Chen Haiyang’s face turned green with anger when he heard that noise.
Cui Yu frantically turned off his screen.
"What are you doing!?" Chen Haiyang barked.
Cui Yu was in a panic, "I’m learning Japanese, teacher!"
...
Cui Yu and Meng Gui left very peacefully.
Not until the first period of evening self-study did the two return with their faces full of slap marks.
The air in the back of the room was very merry.
Dan Kaiquan shouted, "Brother Cui, Meng Gui, Class 9 next door knows about what happened to you two."
"You guys are famous now, Experimental Class 1’s Lin Zida came over and asked if our class has produced two tough guys," said Wang Longlong.
"Hahaha, you just watch, are you fucking broadcasting out loud?" Hu Jun lamented bitterly. "Are you trying to die?"
Cui Yu stiffened his neck, "Meng Gui did it, damn, I’m impressed!"
Meng Gui said sheepishly, "Let’s not talk about the past anymore."
Cui Yu sighed, "We’re done for. Mr. Chen has asked us to write three reflection papers in English."
Got slapped for no reason, phone confiscated, and Chen Haiyang said he’d return the phone during the school celebration, and now stuck with writing reflections, what a mess!
He was annoyed. How could Meng Gui be so foolish?
But Cui Yu didn’t hold a grudge against Meng Gui, after all, it was his idea to watch the video.
And their friendship went way back, having once been in love with the same woman.
Wang Longlong said, "Just admit your mistake and take it seriously, or if the physics teacher sees this, he might broadcast it to the whole school."
The physics teacher was a real smiling tiger. He went to An City every weekend in a chauffeur-driven car to attend a tutoring class, making as much in his side job as he did in his regular salary.
And during the summer and winter vacations, he made a killing, so during regular classes, he just taught casually, imposing heavy penalties on any mistake by the students.
"Ah, let’s just write it," Cui Yu resigned himself.
Meng Gui asked, "Do you understand English?"
"I don’t, never wrote an English reflection before," said Cui Yu.
Hu Jun suggested, "Go search online, find some templates."
Wang Longlong pondered for a few seconds and said, "This kind of reflection might not be easy to find."
Cui Yu said, "First, copy what we can and then invite the class president out to eat, ask him to help us modify it."
"That’s a good plan; we’ll give it a try," agreed Meng Gui.
Class president Huang Zhongfei was a righteous guy with good grades, and whenever classmates faced challenging difficulties, they liked to seek his help.
While they were discussing their options, they suddenly noticed that Ma Shicheng wasn’t talking. Initially, Cui Yu thought he was playing with his phone, but a quick look down and he was immediately shocked.
"Meng Gui, am I blind?"
"You’re not blind; something’s up with Brother Ma," said Meng Gui.
Wang Longlong remarked, "Brother Ma is confused!"
Dan Kaiquan chimed in, "Hey, Brother Ma, if you’re truly committed to changing your ways and studying hard, I’ve got a secret guide here to quickly boost your grades, interested?"
He added, "But I guess, Brother Ma, you’re not one for lasting enthusiasm, are you?"
Hu Jun said, "I think so too."
They joked about Ma Shicheng while Yan Tianpeng and Zhang Chi stood at the back door of the classroom. After exchanging a few words, Zhang Chi walked into the classroom.
Yan Tianpeng, on the other hand, left.
Wang Longlong looked at Zhang Chi, noting he had become quite close with Yan Tianpeng that day, going out together twice and even talking in private, clearly plotting something.
With a smile, Zhang Chi approached, "Guys, who has some cash to spare? Help me out and I’ll pay you back next week!"
As soon as he said this, the air in the back of the room tensed up.
It was quiet for a good ten seconds before Cui Yu replied:
"Talking about money ruins relationships."
Zhang Chi negotiated, "Guys, it’s urgent, it’s no small matter."
Still, nobody spoke.
Zhang Chi turned to Guo Kunnan, "Brother Nan, do you have any cash on you?"
Zhang Chi and Yan Tianpeng had seriously discussed the feasibility of setting up a router.
He thought it was doable. After giving it some thought, wasn’t this just like the claw machines in the malls, or the automatic drink vending machine model?
As long as you’re bold enough to invest initially, you just sit back and make money later. And Yan Tianpeng made a lot of sense, setting up the router underneath the multimedia equipment; there’d be no rent to pay, not even the electricity bill.
Zhang Chi considered their class’s demand for wifi and was sure the plan would work.
After being treated to a KFC breakfast sent by Qi Tianheng from Class 2 and serving Yang Sheng, Zhang Chi couldn’t go back to his old ways. He had to become a rich man!
Opportunities to get rich in life didn’t come often. He finally saw one and even if it meant taking a risk, he had to seize it. If he didn’t take this gift from the heavens, he’d be smitten by divine punishment.
Guo Kunnan listened and then frowned, questioning:
"You still haven’t paid me back the forty bucks you owe me from last month."
"I just couldn’t bring myself to buy those headphones."
Zhang Chi said, "Lend me some more, and as soon as I start making money, I’ll pay you right back."
Ma Shicheng asked, "Is that money-making scheme of yours reliable?"
Zhang Chi replied, "Of course it’s reliable. I’ll pay you guys back as soon as I earn money."
Wang Longlong wasn’t too convinced. He said, "You haven’t repaid the class monitor yet, and last month you had Huang Yuzhu bring you dinner and you still haven’t paid him back."
When Zhang Chi heard this, he got irritated. His secret was revealed, and he looked displeased as he retorted,
"What business is it of yours if I borrow money from someone else?"
"Am I being too nosy?" Zhang Chi said, angry.
Wang Longlong fell silent. He had not yet settled the score with Zhang Chi over the router grievance, and this guy was still acting aggressively.
It was a face given in vain.
If this grudge wasn’t avenged, he would be no Longlong!
Hu Jun said, "I don’t know about your money-making methods, so I can’t lend you money."
Cui Yu remarked, "No money, man. Who here isn’t skimping and saving? It takes me half a class just to decide whether or not to add a fried egg to my biscuit during night study."
Unlike others who were making excuses, Dan Kaiquan said bluntly,
"Sorry, I don’t lend out money."
Recently, Dan Kaiquan’s grades had improved rapidly, and his father had gotten a promotion with a raise. Their life was getting better and better. While he couldn’t be considered wealthy, he had enough to spare a hundred or two without a problem.
But he never made excuses; if he didn’t feel like lending money, he simply refused.
The only time he showed weakness was in front of Bai Yuxia.
Zhang Chi then looked towards Meng Gui.
Meng Gui spread his hands, "I’ve got an appointment with Tony this weekend to get my hair done."
Zhang Chi glanced at his ten-centimeter hairstyle and thought to himself,
’Weirdo.’
Zhang Chi had one last plan up his sleeve. He hadn’t forgotten that there was a rich guy in the back row!
"Brother Ma, didn’t you just earn over 800 the day before yesterday? Lend me some, huh? I don’t need much, just five hundred will do."
Everyone looked at him with disbelief, casually asking for five hundred like that!
Meanwhile, Guo Kunnan, Hu Jun, and others looked worriedly at Ma Shicheng, who found it hard to refuse.
After all, Ma Shicheng did actually have some money on hand.
Ma Shicheng knew well what Zhang Chi was planning. He didn’t believe Zhang Chi had found a reliable method; it was bound to be outrageous.
He had seen plenty of outrageous people while surfing the internet all year round.
It was normal for Zhang Chi to be heading down the wrong path.
He did not plan on lending the money.
Before Ma Shicheng could speak, Wang Longlong intervened,
"Sorry, Brother Ma’s money has already been borrowed by me. I’m planning to buy some stuff."
Wang Longlong said it with a smile on his face, making it sound as if it were true.
Zhang Chi became uneasy. The reason he had agreed to work with Yan Tianpeng was because he had his eye on the few hundred bucks Brother Ma had just earned.
He complained, "What are you buying that you must buy it now?"
Wang Longlong responded tit for tat, "What I buy has nothing to do with you, right?"
Zhang Chi pointed at him, "When you speak to me, mind your manners!"
Wang Longlong wasn’t angry, still smiling,
"Next time, for sure."
However, Zhang Chi felt very upset by this, a surge of anger pent up inside him.
Dan Xiao entered the classroom, dressed in a simple school uniform that day.
Dan Xiao noticed something was off in the back row and came over with an innocent smile,
"Guys, what’s going on?"
Zhang Chi didn’t speak and couldn’t be bothered to talk; he was in a bad mood for not having borrowed any money. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
Dan Xiao, playing the peacemaker, said, "Brothers, if you have any issues, just speak up. Don’t hold it in."
Cui Yu said, "That’s it, let’s disperse and go back to write our reflections!"
With that, he and Meng Gui left.
Dan Kaiquan felt it was pointless and went back to look for Bai Yuxia, or more precisely, to chat with her deskmate or the students sitting in front or behind her.
Guo Kunnan took his phone and went outside for some fresh air.
The people in the back row mostly dispersed, and Dan Xiao realized that the core of the conflict was Zhang Chi.
He patted Zhang Chi on the shoulder,
"Good brother, if you’re in trouble, tell me about it."
Hearing these words, Zhang Chi was somewhat moved. After all, everyone’s heart is made of flesh, not cold stone.
Help in a dire need would warm anyone’s heart.
Zhang Chi confided his troubles, "I want to start a business, but I have no capital."
Dan Xiao listened seriously like a caring older brother.
He inquired, "What kind of business?"
Perhaps it was Dan Xiao’s honest and simple face, or maybe his sincere tone, but Zhang Chi suddenly felt the urge to pour out his heart.
He put an arm around Dan Xiao,
"Let’s talk outside."
