Mr. Bao and his son: Only use Stankang for hair oil

Chapter 96 Flooding
Suzhou, located in the misty Jiangnan, has many water lakes, so the air is always very humid. It is also the season of autumn and winter, and the temperature changes suddenly, so there is some fog today.

Heavy fog, there is a heavy fog today. In this weather, even the rickshaw drivers on the street have to work hard to identify the road to prevent them from hitting pedestrians or vendors' shops, which will cost them a day's wages. .

The sun was blocked by layers of clouds and fog, and no light could penetrate at all. The classroom of Class [-], Grade [-] was a little dark.

It's not morning reading time yet, and there are only a dozen students sitting sparsely in the classroom, and a few students on duty are sweeping the floor.

Two of the trio in the back row by the window are already in place: Guo Chun and Bao Guowei, but Chen Jinhua is missing.

Although Chen Jinhua has been working at the dock to earn money recently, he always rushes to study early every morning. For some reason, he was not seen today, which seems a bit abnormal.

"Li Tianyi! Can you turn on the light?"

Although the new school did not introduce slide teaching, it was electrified after all, and there was an electric light in every classroom.

Some students shouted to their classmates sitting by the door in the front row.

So the classmate named Li Tianyi stood up, twisted his neck, ran to the front door and pressed the button.

When the student wearing a light red cotton-padded jacket turned on the light, the classroom instantly became much brighter.

"Snapped!"

Guo Chun was eating melon seeds at the moment. He looked at Bao Guowei with a somewhat lewd smile on his face:
"The music club is in Building [-]. When I came to school this morning, I passed by and took a look. Guess what? There are all female students there. It seems that this club is really good."

The melon seeds Guo Chun ate were "Lengzi" brand, and the packaging bags made of oil paper were very exquisite. It is said that a small bag costs [-] cents, and a large bag costs [-] cents.

He brought a big bag today and distributed a lot to surrounding students. Even Chen Jinhua had a small handful stuffed into the hole in his desk.

Bao Guowei didn't reply yet, he just opened the window, and the cool and humid wind from outside blew into his face. He suddenly felt a lot more energetic and felt comfortable all over.

An Shuzhen, who was also sitting by the back window, was reading a book at the moment. Suddenly she felt a biting cold wind blowing from her back, which made her frown.

An Shuzhen looked back and found that it was Bao Guowei who opened the window. Her originally "evil" look suddenly changed.

She tightened the light blue woolen sweater around her body and took out a pink scarf from the hole in the table to wrap it around. Suddenly she felt less cold.

……

"I'm afraid I won't have time to participate in these club activities in the future."

After sitting on the chair and straightening his clothes, Bao Guowei replied to Guo Chun's words.

Nowadays, participating in club activities has little meaning for Bao Guowei.

In the past, you might have needed to rely on club activities to make more friends, but now that you have established a firm foothold, there is no need for this anymore.

What's more, I have joined the school's progressive class, and my top priority is to build a good relationship with several veteran teachers. I am afraid that I will have little free time to participate in these "low-end" activities in the future.

After hearing Bao Guowei's answer, Guo Chun cracked a melon seed with a "pop" sound, spitting the melon seed shell on the ground, and was about to speak.

However, this action happened to be seen by a male classmate who was on duty this morning and was responsible for cleaning. So he walked over, frowned, and used a broom to sweep all the melon seed shells on the ground into the "scraper" that contained garbage. He looked at Guo Chun and cleared his throat:
"Guo Chun, could you please stop throwing melon seed shells on the ground? It's really annoying! This kind of thing is difficult to clean, you know? And the teacher said you can't bring these food into the classroom, why don't you obey it? ?”

When Guo Chun heard what the student on duty said, he couldn't help but feel a little angry. He looked at the student on duty up and down:
The black winter cotton jacket is made of okay materials, but it is definitely not a foreign brand. It is worth four or five yuan at most. The pants are nothing to say, just ordinary long johns, rags worth three or four yuan. The most important thing is that they are worn on the feet. Wearing black leather shoes that are not shiny enough and even have some stains.

Seeing the dress of this student on duty, Guo Chun made up his mind, so he still went his own way and put the melon seeds in his hand into his mouth to eat.

With a sound of "Poof!", Guo Chun spit out the melon seed shells on the ground in front of this man.

The new school has been in session for some time. Once people become familiar with the new environment, their true nature is easily exposed.

Moreover, Guo Chun got a zero score in his arithmetic test yesterday and was called out by the teacher in public. It can be said that he lost all face and he no longer cares about his image in the class.

"You! What are you doing! Are you asking for a beating! Ah..."

Guo Chun's actions made this duty student very angry!

The student on duty couldn't even speak clearly at this moment. He put down his broom and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a pair of clenched fists. He looked at Guo Chun with a very unkind look. It seemed that Guo Chun If Chun doesn't give him a satisfactory explanation, he will take action.

When Guo Chun saw him like this, he was inevitably a little scared. It would probably be uncomfortable to hit someone with such a big fist!But his words are still unforgiving:
"What are you doing? You still want to do something? I remember your name is Li Hongwei, right? If you don't get out, I will fuck you! Each of our Himalayas basketball team players will give you a fist. I wonder if you can bear it?"

The classmate named Li Hongwei heard Guo Chun's words and knew that this person was not easy to mess with, so he frowned again and left with the broom, thinking that he would go to Mr. Shen later to make a proper complaint.

Guo Chun dismissed the student on duty with a few words. He was obviously very proud of his performance: he leaned back on the bench and leaned against the back wall of the classroom.

Guo Chun seemed to be still not satisfied with his current image. He adjusted his Paramount collar again, crossed his legs, and looked at Bao Guowei with a smile on his face:
"Bao Liujia, why didn't you go to the club activities? What's going on?"

"I am now enrolled in an advanced class, and even the weekend schedule is full. I can go there if I have time in the future."

However, Bao Guowei didn't bother to look at Guo Chun. He just answered Guo Chun's questions while taking out a book from the hole in the table.

Before Guo Chun had time to speak, An Shuzhen, who was sitting in front, turned her head when she heard Bao Guowei's words, blinked, and there was some confusion in her big eyes:
"Bao Liu...Bao Guowei, advanced class? Could it be that you were away all morning yesterday and were in the advanced class?"

An Shuzhen did not forget to tease her hair when she spoke.

She has recently grown her hair long, and the hair that was originally tied up has been let down a few centimeters past her shoulders, like a waterfall falling on her light blue woolen sweater. She looks much better than before.

She seemed to have put some cosmetics on her face today. At least Bao Guowei could see that she had put on lipstick: her lips were obviously much redder than before. It was probably the result of her unskilled makeup skills. The color of the lipstick was too Pretty, it doesn’t match the whole face.

"Ah, it's not that I'm in class, it's that the school selects some students with good grades to enter the advanced class. Yesterday morning I just went to the director's office to do some test papers. The specific quota has not been determined yet."

Bao Guowei resisted the desire to complain and replied seriously. "How many people were inside at that time?"

An Shuzhen looked at Guowei, asked again, and teased her ears and temples.

"In our first grade, there seem to be eleven people in total. We may not all be able to get in after this assessment..."

An Shuzhen's school ranking in this weekly test is in the 20s. Unless she can enter the top ten in the next monthly test, she may not be in the advanced class.

Guo Chun looked at An Shuzhen and suddenly wanted to laugh:
"An Shuzhen, if you do well in the exam, maybe you can take the advanced class with Bao Guowei next time?"

……

Bao Guowei's desk is very messy, probably because he was born to be a young master. He has never liked to organize things by himself. When he still lived in the old house of the Bao family, Lao Bao always packed the things in the house. After moving to the west of the city, Bao Guowei took care of them. The servants come to clean up.

After the term started, the school not only distributed many books, but also printed syllabus and examination papers every day. Sometimes more than a dozen were distributed in a day. Until now, Bao Guowei's desk was already in a mess:
In addition to books and test papers, there are also oil paper packaging, snacks and the like mixed in. If you smell it carefully, you can vaguely smell some bad smells from it.

As usual, Bao Guowei had to dig through the scattered desk holes for several minutes to find the book he wanted to study today.

But there seemed to be something wrong in the desk today. Bao Guowei dug around and found a few letters inside - just like last time, the colorful letters were beautifully packaged.

Even Guo Chun didn't know that someone was sending letters to Bao Guowei's desk. It seemed that these love letters were sent at very hidden times or when no one was around.

However, Bao Guowei's messy desk hole didn't persuade him to back down. It was really difficult for these female classmates.

Bao Guowei could naturally guess what it was. Speaking of which, the letter he found on the table was the same as last time.

The letters on the table at that time were from the captain of the Everest team, to the effect that he was asked to change jobs, but Bao Guowei did not agree.

But this time—it’s probably for real.

There is no doubt that with the blessing of Paramount, Stan Kang, and gold-rimmed glasses, coupled with this decent-looking face, Bao Guowei's appearance already looks very good.

Even in a provincial middle school, or even in Shanghai, this outfit is considered extremely fashionable.

In addition, Bao Guowei scored close to full marks in this weekly test, so it is normal for him to be popular among female classmates.

After taking out these letters, Bao Guowei raised his head and looked at the alarm clock on the blackboard: six forty-five.

There is still some time before the morning reading time starts, and Teacher Shen is unlikely to come to the class in a short time. This is a relatively safe time period.

So Bao Guowei lowered his head, with some curiosity in his heart, selected a red one from the four or five letters, opened it and took a look:

"Hello, classmate Bao Guowei, my name is Wang Xiaocui. When I saw you on the street that day, I thought you - I didn't expect you were not only handsome - but also ranked No. 1 in the school. I..."

The second one was a yellow letter. There was something obviously wrong with the thickness of this letter, as if there was something sandwiched inside.

As soon as Bao Guowei opened it, he saw a banknote inside, and it was a ten-dollar banknote.

"Bao Guowei, I am Li Fang from Class [-]. I will give you ten yuan. Can you help me with my homework in the future? It doesn't matter if you don't agree. I just want to give you money..."

The third letter... Bao Guowei no longer had the intention to read the third letter. He was thinking hard about the information about his classmate Li Fang:
She is a little fat, about 1.6 meters tall, and weighs maybe 140 [-] pounds. How did Bao Guowei know her weight? On the day the school organized the physical test, she stood in front of Bao Guowei...

Thinking of this, Bao Guowei silently stuffed the money back into the letter. There must be no trace of cause and effect on this matter!
"Oh...what should I do if I'm too popular?"

Bao Guowei only read two or three letters and then lost the desire to read any more. After sorting all the letters, he put them in his leather bag under the table and put them away.

Not long after school started, I have received so many love letters. I am afraid that these letters will be inevitable in the future. Bao Guowei is thinking about whether he should find a special bag to hold letters?
The bell for morning reading had already rang, but Chen Jinhua still did not come to school.

……

Chen Jinhua was walking on Chengxi Avenue, feeling a little depressed.

At this time, I'm afraid the school cafeteria is closed, so I won't be able to get free gruel this morning.

He had just finished his work at Changmen North Pier, and he felt a little tired and nauseous. He even found it difficult to recognize the way.

He walked around in the fog for a long time with a pair of tired lame legs, and finally found the way to the school. He only felt at peace when he reached the west city avenue.

Chen Jinhua felt a little uncomfortable all over his body today. This uncomfortable feeling had already started yesterday.

He didn't know whether it was because of the foggy weather or because he had been too tired recently, but in short, his chest felt as if he had smoked tobacco oil - it was very stuffy, and when he swallowed saliva, he felt a little sore in his throat.

The most frightening thing is that there is still some "itchiness" in his throat. "itchiness" is not a good thing, it means... In short, he can't, at least not now...

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Chen Jinhua wanted to stop his cough, as if stopping his cough would show that he was not sick.

Yes, he was sick. A teenage student not only had to take care of his studies, but also had to do heavy labor at the dock. And in this cold weather, it would be strange not to be sick!
But now, Chen Jinhua can't even eat or buy stationery. His cotton clothes are torn and there is even a hole exposed. He doesn't even have the money to patch it. He even had to cover the hole in school to be able to walk.

And there is a mother at home who needs to be supported.

"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!"

Thinking about this, Chen Jinhua felt nauseated in his head, as if the world was spinning. He coughed up another mouthful of phlegm, and a lot of disgusting saliva came out of his throat.

The sky is falling.

(End of this chapter)