Chapter 21: An episode in evening self-study

The first step in the young man’s career path is the catering industry.

There are three reasons why I chose to cooperate with Brother Chuan.

First, by chance, I happened to bump into Brother Chuan who was worrying about the rent of his shop; second, although he was a reborn person, he had no catering experience. Since he was going to do it, he must find someone with many years of experience. old fried dough sticks.

Third... This is a more hurtful point...

Brother Chuan is a retired gangster, but he seems to have no scheming and is easy to control; if you find a very powerful one People, relying on their 15-year-old selves, are absolutely unable to control themselves and can easily suffer backlash.

Young people need someone who is experienced but not too smart.

Brother Chuan is the perfect choice.

It’s a bit sorry for Brother Chuan to say this, and it is indeed one of the young people’s considerations.

Having a thorough understanding of the market trends, he knew the importance of the brand, and on a whim, he wanted to design an exclusive mascot for the beverage store, similar to the Snow King. He happened to catch a glimpse of Song Ci diagonally in front of him.

Song Ci…

Song Ci…

Porcelain doll…

“There is…”

Ever since, he had a flash of inspiration and drew a Q version of the cartoon character prototype in the Chinese textbook based on Song Ci's appearance.

An Ting studied art and music, probably when he was in elementary school. Although An’s father’s education level is not high, he is well versed in the principle that many skills are not overwhelming. In addition, Anting is particularly stubborn and needs to cultivate. To cultivate one's mind and nature, it coincided with the opening of specialty classes in the town, so Anting was asked to study for one or two winter and summer vacations.

It’s just that this guy didn’t have much patience and gave up soon.

Although I only studied for one or two winter and summer vacations, my skills are still there, and I can still draw a rough draft.

Looking back now.

Forget it - this seems to be the most decision I have ever made in my life.

I have studied art and music, but none of them persisted. He is such a three-minute hot person.

Just when Anting was a little distracted, a fiery gaze suddenly came from the front. He looked up and saw that the whole class, including Song Ci, was staring at him and even suppressing laughter.

　"Huh...?"

　The next second.

Anting raised his eyes and directly met Teacher Li’s death gaze.

Mr. Li is going to be furious. Just now I thought you had corrected your evil ways and studied hard, so I came here all the way.I took a look and unexpectedly saw your boy drawing! It’s still in the Chinese textbook!

"An Ting, what are you doing?"

An Ting: "I"

The next second, Teacher Li changed Anting's Chinese language The book was lifted up and projected directly on the classroom projector.

Suddenly... the whole class burst into laughter.

Laughing all at once, the students actually didn’t particularly despise Anting. They simply laughed at the fact that this guy was arrested on the spot.

For those of us who were students, it was normal to re-process textbook illustrations, such as Li Bai using a three-dimensional mobile device, and Zhang Fei riding a bicycle...

Teacher Li had an unkind smile and joked: "You are so good at painting. It feels a bit humiliating to stay here. Do you want to go up to the podium and show your skills?"

Everyone is under so much pressure to study. , do you want to go up and do some work? ?

The whole class couldn’t hold back anymore and burst into laughter.

Especially Shi Zimo and Li Qi, they laughed very happily. Li Qi was the boy who had a bet with Anting. He was very happy to see Anting defeated.

"Uh..." Anting was embarrassed.

The students laughed even more.

Anting was not a coward. Although he had no intention of getting into trouble with Teacher Li, he was still a little unhappy about being laughed at in public, so he simply stood up.

"Then... just paint!"

Under the surprised eyes of the whole class, I walked up to the podium with steady steps and picked up a few sticks of different colors. The chalk started to draw.

In less than three minutes, a Q version of a little girl with two heads and a single ponytail appeared on the blackboard.

Everyone was a little surprised. Not to mention, the painting was pretty good.

I didn’t expect Anting to have this kind of skill, which seems to be better than the blackboard posters in the back.

The impression given by Anting has always been that of being rough and dirty, which has nothing to do with this relatively literary style.

At this moment, one of the classmates muttered: "Hey, have you noticed that the cartoon villain looks a bit like Song Ci?"

This As soon as the words came out, they were recognized by many people.

She has air bangs and a long ponytail, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand, squinting her eyes and smiling.

There happened to be half a cup of milk tea left from dinner on Song Ci’s table...

Song Ci, who was sitting in his seat, was startled at first, then silently lowered his head and continued to brush. question, pretending not to hear anything happening outside the window.
"Okay..."

……

For the sake of safety, the evening self-study in junior high school will not end very late. There are two classes in total, and the first one is from 7:00 to 7.40. There is one class; the second class is from 7.50 to 8.40.

The school bell rang.

The evening self-study is over.

Most of the students in the class voluntarily stayed. If they study for a while longer, they will learn about nine o'clock. Anting, Gao Fei, Zhu Jiajun and others even more so, and they will learn about nine-thirty in one fell swoop.

"An Ting, I'm leaving first..."

"Brother Ting, me too..."

Gao Fei and Zhu Jiajun are leaving first , they did not ride bicycles to school, it would take twenty minutes to get home, and it was almost ten o'clock when they got home.

Anting went to school by bicycle and returned home very quickly. He said: "Then I will study for a while! Bye~"

"Bye~"
< br />About five minutes passed after Gao Fei and Zhu Jiajun left.

A beautiful figure in school uniform mixed with the fragrance of redbud walked in from the front door of the classroom. It turned out to be Song Ci. This girl had not gone home yet, and there were only two people left in the whole classroom.

She should have gone to the toilet just now, which made Anting mistakenly think that she had gone home.

"Do you usually come home so late?" Anting really didn't know the time this girl would return home. After all, they had only lived together for a week, and he didn't know many details.

Song Ci had just washed her face. Her face was covered with beads of sweat, and a few strands of wet hair stuck to her face. She felt fresh and pleasant. She thought for a moment and said, "Usually it's before half past nine. , today there is more physical training, and I lost a little time in the afternoon, so I have to make up for it... But, it is over."

　"I worked very hard..."

" Well...not necessarily studying, but occasionally reading extracurricular readings." Song Ci's hobby is reading, and although she is always reading, it is not necessarily studying.

Seeing that Anting had nothing else to say, Song Ci, who was 1.66 meters tall, moved a chair, stood in front of the blackboard on the podium, and changed the 100 days until the high school entrance examination to 93 days.

This is the responsibility of the monitor. In theory, it is revised once a day, but in many cases it is revised once a week.

There is another job, that is to wipe the blackboard.

She should have wiped off the Q version of the villain on the blackboard, picked up the rag, hesitated for a while, but still couldn't do it.

An Ting joked: "How is it? Does it look good? I drew it based on you..."

Frankly speaking.

When Song Ci heard Anting openly admit that he was based on himself, he knew that this boy had no other intentions and was just messing around.

At times like this, hiding and tucking is a sign of admiration, and being open and generous seems to be a joke between classmates, which is in line with the temperament of a teenager.

Thinking of this, Song Ci still wiped off the drawings on the blackboard. While wiping, he said: "I am not so cute..."

Song Ci always wore a complete school uniform. , wears a long ponytail, is meticulous in doing things, is not indifferent when interacting with others, but keeps a certain distance, which has nothing to do with the word cute.

I wanted to hear the boy’s rebuttal, such as you are cute, but I didn’t expect that when I looked around, I saw that the boy had lowered his head again and was doing math questions.

“Is there anything you don’t understand?” Song Ci walked down and asked.

During the day, there were too many people around, so she didn’t get too close to Anting. Now that there was no one in the classroom, she felt more at ease.

Anting happened to be unable to answer a question, so he pointed at it and asked: "How to prove that these two lines are parallel?"

"Um? Let's Let's take a look..."

Song Ci didn't think much, and directly moved a chair and sat next to Anting. The two were so close that they could smell each other's scent.

Due to the afternoon sports training and living together, they exude a similar smell.

Smell of sweat + fragrance...

Song Ci is very smart, but this question is at the level of the last question, so he still needs to think about it.

Just when the girl was looking at each other, Anting inadvertently joked: "Why do they have to be parallel, what if they intersect?"

Hearing this, Song Ci was slightly startled. …

Just at this moment, the last bell rang. This was the clearing bell at 9.40…

“Let’s go home from school together. I was thinking as I walked… "

　"Well..."