Chapter 573: Chapter 368: Compensation Gift
The bell signaling the end of class rang out, and before the Chinese teacher even stepped out of the classroom door, the chatter of students erupted, followed by a crescendo of voices punctured by several shouts.
Huang Yuzhu took out his ping-pong paddle, passed by the back row, and motioned to Miao Zhe.
Miao Zhe immediately stood up. He was a loner, but ever since he played a game with Huang Yuzhu during a PE class, the two got along well and became somewhat friends.
They often went to the playground to play ping-pong during the big break.
Wu Xiaoqi hugged a basketball and glanced at the ping-pong ball, which was only as big as a ping-pong ball, and invited them,
"Forget ping-pong, come play basketball with me. Playing on the court under the sun, sweating it out, clashing with vigor—that’s what a real man’s sport is about!"
Wu Xiaoqi swung his arms, creating an impressive scene, trying to attract them to join the basketball team.
Miao Zhe didn’t say anything, nor did Huang Yuzhu; the two left together.
Wu Xiaoqi smacked his lips but wasn’t disheartened, as he had long grown accustomed to being rejected.
Dong Qingfeng, Jiang Yanan, and Yu Wen, carrying bags filled with badminton gear, passed by the back door of the classroom.
Wu Xiaoqi changed tactics and tempted them, "Dong Qingfeng, stop playing with the chicks. Come play basketball with me. Let’s make our country’s name resonate across the world!"
"Let those who look down on us be shocked!" Wu Xiaoqi displayed his national pride.
Yu Wen looked at him as if he were brain-damaged, "You talk a good game, so why aren’t you playing football then?"
After saying that, she and Jiang Yanan left together.
...
"Rock, paper, scissors."
Xue Yuantong lost.
When Chen Siyu saw this, she grinned, "Tongtong, you lost. I want an old-fashioned ice pop, the kind that costs 50 cents."
The two of them used rock-paper-scissors to decide who would go to the canteen to buy stuff.
Xue Yuantong lost three times in a row and felt utterly miserable. With resentful eyes, she glanced at her deskmate, Jiang Ning.
"Ha, you asked for it," Jiang Ning had no sympathy. Chen Siyu initially wanted to play with him, but Xue Yuantong volunteered to do the hard work.
Xue Yuantong played the sympathy card, looking earnestly, "Jiang Ning, how have I treated you?"
She reviewed two minutes’ worth of past sacrifices, which were not limited to doing laundry and cooking.
Jiang Ning replied, "Stop it, let’s go together."
Xue Yuantong happily left the room.
The weather was great, the sky a clear blue, and the clouds white and fluffy like a young girl’s legs, making one feel comfortable just looking at them.
The old locust tree in the distance, thick and lush, spread its vibrant green leaves to create a cooling shade.
In front of Building No.3, the little garden blossomed with colorful flowers.
Outside on the corridor, a few boys from class 8 were lying on the balcony, relaxing.
Wang Longlong lamented, "It’s a pity we can’t see the fountain in the rockery since we moved here."
Guo Kunnan’s mood was different from that of Wang Longlong; he overlooked the broad concrete ground below where many students were positioned on either side of the badminton net, swinging their rackets to play.
Guo Kunnan’s gaze continually searched among the students, ultimately failing to find the figure he sought.
He said in distress, "Tingting isn’t here."
Meng Gui added, "Yeah, Tingting hasn’t shown up for two days."
Cui Yu simply stated, "Miss her."
Duan Shigang stood next to Cui Yu. Since their exchange that morning, the two had reached a nodding acquaintance.
Duan Shigang was eagerly watching when he heard the sighs of his companions and inquired,
"Who’s this Tingting you’re talking about?"
Meng Gui replied, "Big."
Cui Yu continued, "Bouncy."
Guo Kunnan added, "Smooth."
Duan Shigang indicated he didn’t understand.
Cui Yu explained, "Gangzi, once you see Tingting, you’ll understand how very desirable she is."
Yun Tingting was a student in the experimental class of grade one, class 3, known for her bountiful figure, which was not only bountiful — she was also never stingy, always favoring sheer clothing while playing badminton with others downstairs.
Whenever this occurred, classes 8, 9, 10, even the corridor above, would fill with students standing in the most devout posture, offering their highest respect.
After searching for a long time without success, Guo Kunnan said, "Brother Cui, shall we grab some food?"
In truth, he hadn’t eaten breakfast and was now starving, but if Yun Tingting had been there, he would have held out a bit longer.
But she wasn’t.
Cui Yu replied, "Let’s go, let’s go!"
Several of them walked arm in arm.
...
Within the school, Xue Yuantong looked around as she wandered; during her time at Fourth Middle School, she mostly stayed at her desk and seldom strolled around like this.
"Jiang Ning, when the new canteen is open, will you go for the small dining table?" Just the night before, she’d heard her classmates talking about it, and it sparked her curiosity.
Bai Yuxia and Chen Siyu seemed interested in participating.
Jiang Ning answered, "I’ll see."
He was unsure of the setup; after all, the old canteen had never undergone such a change, and even until he graduated, the canteen boss had a firm grip on its contract.
On their way to the canteen, they occasionally passed small groups of students.
During class hours, the gates of Fourth Middle School were closed, preventing any outside purchases.
Now in mid-May, temperatures in Yuzhou were rising, and many students craved a cold drink, leaving them no choice but to opt for the canteen’s supermarket.
As Xue Yuantong chattered away, Jiang Ning only occasionally responded.
Suddenly, Xue Yuantong noticed two girls ahead and tapped Jiang Ning, "She’s so tall!"
Hearing this, Jiang Ning glanced over. One of the girls was about 180 cm tall, wearing black shorts, revealing long, fair, and well-proportioned legs.
As she moved, her slender and shapely legs were highly captivating.
Following behind Jiang Ning, Guo Kunnan and the others, who had been leisurely strolling, now rushed past Jiang Ning as if they were in a racewalking competition.
"Brother Nan, slow down, I can’t keep up," pleaded Wang Longlong as he jogged to catch up.
They only dared to look but not approach; they quietly followed behind, sneaking in extra glances for their visual delight.
Guo Kunnan surveyed her a few times before quickly recognizing the owner of the long legs, and he asserted,