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Chapter 516: Chapter 343 Confession (5200 words)_2
"Wang Yong, come fish with me, let’s make a stew out of the catch," Lin Zida set a goal.
Wang Yong was more composed, he suddenly thought, among the four people on the boat, who knew how to cook?
He didn’t, and the other three were even less likely to.
’Forget it, whether we can catch any fish is another story,’ Wang Yong dismissed the thought.
Because the two of them were fishing, the card players were short-handed, so Li Shi and Zhuang Jianhui chatted. After a while, Lin Zida actually caught a fish, and Zhuang Jianhui also joined the fishing group.
Li Shi was utterly bored, and boredom made it easy for her thoughts to wander. She suddenly said:
"Wang Yong, do you know much about Yang Sheng?"
Wang Yong was taken aback, he subconsciously said, "Sister Shi, I’m sorry about that day, I should have stopped them."
Li Shi had made a bet with Yang Sheng, which he hadn’t known about beforehand.
Later, when Li Shi came to dance, Wang Yong believed he had some talent, but facing those classmates in the class, he wasn’t confident, so he didn’t take action and simply watched Li Shi dance.
Hmm, Sister Shi’s dance was really good.
It was an eye-opener for Wang Yong.
Li Shi, hearing Wang Yong’s words, didn’t blame him, "It’s not your fault, tell me about Yang Sheng."
She must reclaim her dignity in this situation.
"Yang Sheng, she loathes evil, she’s quite eccentric, I remember most clearly, I’ve never seen her do her duty..."
Wang Yong belonged to the front-row group in Class 8, close to Yang Sheng, and knew quite a bit about her.
As Wang Yong spoke, Li Shi’s eyes widened, "Are you saying she never lost a bet?"
Wang Yong said, "To be exact, she lost once."
"The only time she lost was when she played table tennis with Xue Yuantong."
Li Shi glanced at the distant boat, "Oh, Xue Yuantong, that ’Little Bud,’ right?"
...
The three-day holiday quietly passed, and the school day arrived.
During the evening self-study, the sky was overcast and pitch-dark, the air heavy and a downpour threatened at any moment, casting a shadow over the students’ mood.
Huang Yuzhu, in the middle row of the classroom, brought three umbrellas today, to prevent the situation of not having enough when students borrow them.
The back row looked peaceful, but undercurrents flowed.
"Three days, three days! Do you know what I’ve been through these past three days?"
Dan Kaiquan, in new clothes, shook Guo Kunnan’s shoulders, his emotions running high; tonight, he would face a significant event in his life.
Guo Kunnan had a complex look in his eyes, he couldn’t be of help, only arriving at the dormitory in the afternoon and rummaging several times through the box under the bed for the alcohol — two bottles, which he had brought from home, prepared for Kaiquan over a long time.
Tonight, it could probably be opened.
Still, he hoped for Kaiquan to succeed.
Dan Kaiquan was so emotionally stirred that his shaking influenced Guo Kunnan, then the table, Ma Shicheng eyed Dan Kaiquan with an unusual trepidation.
He moved away from the desk, continuing his game.
Wang Longlong, however, changed spots and kept studying.
Then, Wu Xiaoqi with a basketball entered— "Bang bang bang!" Wu Xiaoqi was playing ball.
The noise gave Dan Kaiquan a headache; standing at a critical crossroads in life, how could he tolerate Wu Xiaoqi.
Besides, since Wu Xiaoqi had joined Class 8, his status had plummeted, and Kaiquan, growing in power, said directly:
"Go play on the side, can’t you see everyone’s being quiet?"
Dan Kaiquan wore an annoyed expression.
Wu Xiaoqi couldn’t stay still: "I’m not playing basketball, I’m cleaning."
The dusty concrete floor was his witness.
Dan Kaiquan: "Bullshit!"
Cui Yu, seeing Wu Xiaoqi getting smart, said slyly: "Wu Xiaoqi, let me tell you, your Sister Jiaojiao loves boys who play basketball."
Upon hearing this, Wu Xiaoqi nearly dropped the basketball in fright.
His face fluctuated, "Don’t joke about that!"
Luckily his basketball determination was so strong that nothing in the world could knock him down; even if shattered into pieces, nothing could stop his will to play basketball.
Pang Jiao was no exception, neither was Zhang Yifei!
Wu Xiaoqi picked up the basketball, putting it aside for now.
Cui Yu was quite satisfied, he was beginning to have the manner of a military strategist, his word settling the commotion.
In the future, wouldn’t Class 8 be at his disposal?
...
Downstairs in Class 2.
Qi Tianheng studied the 999 little stars he had folded by hand.
The little stars were in a glass jar, a custom-made jar with a transparent light string inside; flip the switch, and the light illuminated the colorful little stars, radiating a beautiful glow.
Above the pile of little stars, a watch, specifically a starry pocket watch, dangled; the dial was a beautiful starry sky, complementing the little stars below.
Zhao Xiaofeng couldn’t help but admire: "Brother Tian, it looks great."
Qi Tianheng smiled contentedly, "You did well, not only helping me buy the watch but also sorting out the jar."
Zhao Xiaofeng didn’t dare take credit, "The main thing is Brother Tian, you understand art."
Qi Tianheng, hearing this, was greatly pleased, he was uneducated, but had accompanied his family to concerts, and visited exhibitions of great artists; his taste had been cultivated.
"It’s not just about taste, actually, this jar has another meaning."
The pure little stars represented his most sincere love, and that beautiful pocket watch precisely filled the void of rustic love’s cheapness, adding a touch of value.
Qi Tianheng had thought it through.
"Brother Tian, are you confessing tonight?" Zhao Xiaofeng inquired, if Brother Tian were to confess, he’d arrange for the area to be cleared immediately.
Qi Tianheng looked out at the darkening weather, and said elegantly, "The weather is not cooperating, tomorrow, after the rain clears."
Zhao Xiaofeng flattered, "Brother Tian is so thoughtful!"
Qi Tianheng flashed a smile, "Of course, I am a person of taste."
As he spoke, he carefully placed the glass jar under the desk:
’Little Yang Sheng, wait for this young master!’
...
During the big break of the evening self-study.
Guo Kunnan took Dan Kaiquan to the downstairs garden; in the serene space, they sat on a bench.
