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Chapter 396: Chapter 282 Strike_2
Song Sheng’s anger grew as he listened, his authority had been wiped out since he broke his leg, and even Zhang Chi dared to mock him.
The two of them started arguing in the group chat, first arguing, then cursing, while the other classmates just watched them fight in the group chat.
Dong Qingfeng and Cui Yu fanned the flames.
After about ten minutes of arguing, finally, Wang Longlong, taking his time, tagged Huang Zhongfei.
As soon as Huang Zhongfei entered the group, he saw over 99+ messages. His head was about to explode, so he quickly silenced both of them.
At that moment, Cui Yu jumped out and posted a smoking cat emoji.
Dan Kaiquan said, "Wow, awesome!"
At the beginning of the school term, Dan Kaiquan had had a conflict with Song Sheng during military training, when Song Sheng knocked over several desks and threw a punch at him, letting Dan Kaiquan feel Song Sheng’s ’strength’.
He used to be wary of Song Sheng, but times had changed, and sports built confidence.
After falling for Bai Yuxia, whenever Dan Kaiquan felt troubled, he would go to the sports field to run, do push-ups, and pull-ups to vent.
Forming a habit, he felt uncomfortable if he didn’t run a few laps each day. His physique grew stronger by the day, and his muscles developed.
Recently, he had been fervently practicing the 100-meter sprint. Yesterday, he and Guo Kunnan tested themselves on the field, sprinting 100 meters in just over 12 seconds, nearly matching the sports students.
Now Dan Kaiquan believed that if he really fought Song Sheng, it wasn’t certain who would lose!
Yu Wen continued the previous topic, "Class 11’s dance will definitely stand out."
"Because their team leader is Xu Yan."
The mention of Xu Yan conjured the image of a beautiful girl in everyone’s minds.
She was the class monitor of Class 11, tall and fair-skinned, and she spoke clearly and concisely. Reportedly, during the school’s military training, she organized her classmates so well that Class 11 excelled and won a medal.
Xu Yan’s grades were excellent; although she wasn’t in the advanced classes, she still ranked in the top 20 of the entire school.
Xu Yan was especially famous among the freshmen, and many boys had crushes on her.
Dong Qingfeng said, "If Xu Yan is leading, their class is sure to win."
Dan Kaiquan said, "I’m not so sure, what’s so great about Xu Yan? Don’t forget our class’s Bai Yuxia. Do you guys still remember her dance at the New Year’s Eve party?"
"Let me put it this way, Xu Yan is nowhere close to Bai Yuxia!"
Cui Yu used a popular catchphrase: "I’m not well-read, don’t try to fool me!"
Unable to withstand anymore, Bai Yuxia who had been lurking finally spoke up, "Dan Kaiquan, could you please stop making enemies for me?"
Cui Yu said, "It doesn’t matter, our class’s Pang Jiao has signed up for the dance!"
[Cui Yu has been silenced]
Huang Zhongfei said, "Change the topic."
Seeing Cui Yu silenced, Meng Gui decided to take up Cui Yu’s unfinished path and continue for him.
"Pang Jiao dancing? That image is too beautiful, I dare not watch."
[Meng Gui has been silenced]
Chen Siyu asked, "I’d like to know, how many classes will be split up for arts and sciences in senior year two?"
Dong Qingfeng, always well-informed, responded, "Historically, there haven’t been many students in the liberal arts at Fourth Middle School. Based on past ratios of arts to science students, in our grade with 12 classes, 3 will be disbanded and reformed into liberal arts classes."
Chen Siyu was worried, "Hopefully not our class."
Some classmates expressed fear.
Dong Qingfeng said, "It’s unlikely, in several comprehensive tests, the classes disbanded had the lowest average scores."
"Apart from Class 11, our class has the highest average score among the regular classes."
Huang Zhongfei encouraged everyone, "Everyone, work hard in the final exams, so that Class 8 won’t get disbanded."
When the class monitor spoke, many classmates agreed.
Everyone, regardless of gender, had spent over a year together, and few wanted the class to disband.
Being transferred to other classes would certainly be lonely and isolating.
Dong Qingfeng explained the rules: "In the other 9 classes, those who choose liberal arts will be moved to the three liberal arts classes."
"Additionally, there’s going to be a big shake-up in the advanced classes as some of the underperformers are removed and the top students from the regular classes are promoted."
Chen Qian asked, "Is moving to the advanced classes voluntary?"
Dong Qingfeng explained, "I heard from the upperclassmen that at the start of senior year two, the list of students in each class will be posted on the display board."
Chen Siyu reacted, "Does that mean all the high-achieving students must go to the advanced classes?"
Chen Qian doubted, "Would anyone not want to go to the advanced classes?"
Guo Kunnan curiously asked, "Will the top 150 students enter the advanced classes?"
There are three advanced classes, each with 50 students.
Dong Qingfeng clarified, "Probably the top 200 students, because among the top 150, some have elected to go into liberal arts."
Guo Kunnan noted, "I’ve learned something."
Hu Jun asked, "I want to know, are the liberal arts teachers the kind that..."
Guo Kunnan interrupted, "Don’t embarrass us."
Students became engrossed in a conversation about the division of classes, the topic perhaps filled with a sense of farewell that brought an unusual harmony.
Class monitor Huang Zhongfei was quite comforted,
"Everyone, let’s cherish the moments as we go on."
Lu Qiqi posted a photo of a brand-new laptop.
Yu Wen asked, "Is it yours?"
Lu Qiqi replied, "My uncle brought it for me from Hang City."
Jiang Yanan said, "I’m jealous, my parents said they’ll buy me a laptop only when I go to college."
In small cities, high school students rarely had laptops, so Lu Qiqi attracted a lot of attention.
Lu Qiqi asked, "Does anyone know about computers? Can someone teach me?"
Wang Longlong, holding his phone, his heart stirred when he heard this.
Yesterday, while eating steamed dumplings, he accidentally got Lu Qiqi’s hat full of chili oil, and despite asking Dan Xiao to wash it off, he still felt he owed Lu Qiqi an apology.
He thought, if he could help Lu Qiqi today, he would feel a bit better.
Wang Longlong volunteered, "I know how to use a computer."
For ordinary computer operations, Wang Longlong knew his stuff. If he ran into anything he didn’t understand, he could ask Brother Ma in advance.
"Thanks," said Lu Qiqi.
Wang Longlong gave Brother Ma a heads-up.
Ma Shicheng was at an internet café learning English, and the guy sitting next to him at the internet café almost stared in disbelief.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would hardly believe someone would come to the internet café to study!
Ma Shicheng wore headphones, with human voices emanating from them, and the screen displayed the highest-rated English teaching video on the net.
In this fully focused state, Ma Shicheng’s English rapidly improved.
The QQ notification in the lower right corner blinked.
Seeing Wang Longlong’s message, Ma Shicheng replied, "No worries, just ask me anything."
Wang Longlong, reassured by Ma Shicheng’s promise, messaged Lu Qiqi privately, "No worries, just ask me anything."
Lu Qiqi asked, "Do you know how to find drive C?"
Wang Longlong thought she was studying something complex, but that was all?
He couldn’t help but laugh; this basic stuff? He definitely didn’t need Brother Ma’s help and could teach Lu Qiqi in no time.
Wang Longlong calmly typed, "Just open ’My Computer,’ and you’ll see drive C."
Lu Qiqi, baffled, replied, "Your computer isn’t here with me, how can I open it?"
Wang Longlong guessed she may have misunderstood and continued typing,
"Open your computer."
Lu Qiqi replied, "I have opened it, my computer is on."
Wang Longlong was speechless for a few seconds, then typed: "Open ’My Computer’ on your computer."
Lu Qiqi responded, "Are you playing a tongue twister?"
Wang Longlong countered, "What’s on the desktop of your computer?"
Lu Qiqi answered, "A box of sliced watermelon, two chicken feet, and a bottle of yogurt."
Then, she typed, "Ah, never mind, I won’t talk about this now, I’m going to eat first."
Wang Longlong stared at his phone, dumbfounded.
Half a minute later, Ma Shicheng received a message:
"Brother Ma, I just suffered an unprecedented blow."
...
At the river dam, in the kitchen.
The kindling in the hearth hadn’t burned out yet, and the table’s dishes were steaming hot.
"You must be tired today, eat more," Aunt Gu said.
Xue Yuantong, like a changed person, sipped his porridge slowly, rarely grabbing a bite of food.
All vegetables, not touching any meat.
Aunt Gu thought she might have put too much salt in and tasted it; it wasn’t excessively salty.
She looked at Jiang Ning, who was eating normally as usual.
"Strange," she thought.
After observing for a while and noticing that Tongtong still wasn’t eating meat, she served her a piece of meat.
Xue Yuantong put it back on her plate and said solemnly,
"Mom, I’m not eating meat anymore. Jiang Ning says he can’t carry me anymore."
Aunt Gu: "..."
