Rebirth and daily cultivation

Class 8.

Protector Yang Sheng, who was on the right side of the podium, said: "The auction for Zhang Chi begins now. Everyone is welcome to bid freely!"

Zhang Chi's face turned pale.

He had just lost a bet here, and in the blink of an eye, he was arranged to be auctioned. It was a one-stop process, and he was caught off guard.

However, Zhang Chi is usually a bit annoying to people, so even though Yang Sheng presided over the auction, no one showed any intention to auction him.

For a moment, it was quiet.

Wang Longlong saw this and took the initiative to take charge. He rolled the book into a trumpet and began to publicize:

"Ahem, the last auction of the day is now going to be held. Next, the most unruly man in Class 8—Classmate Zhang Chi—will be auctioned!"

"Do you want him, who is unruly and unruly, to grovel in front of you from now on?"

"If you want, come on! 1 yuan, now only 1 yuan!"

Pang Jiao thought of the disgusted Zhang Chi, and she shouted: "3 yuan 8, I will pay 3 yuan 8!"

Wang Yanyan: "Oh Jiaojiao, why did you come up with this number?"

Pang Jiao: "Ho ho ho, because he is a bastard, a bastard!"

Zhang Chi stared at her angrily, his vicious gaze as if he was beating her to death.

Zhang Yifei covered her mouth and rolled her eyes: "Sanba is much better than him!"

Zhang Chi was extremely angry: "Who the hell are you talking about?"

Pang Jiao stood up for her sisters, her big face smiling like a sunflower with bald spots: "Who is Sanba and who are we talking about?"

Zhang Chi pointed at her: "Say it again?"

Pang Jiao's thick lips turned into a pout like a vibrating device: "Three eight three eight three eight..."

Zhang Chi suddenly became furious. He picked up the textbook on the table and threw it at Pang Jiao: "Shut up!"

The book carried a powerful force and came across the air, hitting Song Sheng's fat face with a bang.

Song Sheng was watching the fun and was stunned.

He thought, he didn't offend anyone!

In the southwest corner of the classroom, Wu Xiaoqi held a basketball in his arms and recalled the tragic past: "The devil's curse appeared!"

When Song Sheng reacted, he became furious and stood up suddenly: "Zhang Chi, are you looking for death?"

Now Song Sheng has become stronger because of Pang Jiao's mental training!

When Zhang Chi faced Song Sheng's questioning, his expression suddenly changed. It was all his fault, both emotionally and rationally.

Pang Jiao roared, almost laughing like a bull: "Didn't you tell me to shut up? You're a piece of trash!"

Zhang Chi calmed down, ignored Song Sheng, and instead pointed at Pang Jiao: "I'm warning you first!"

"Five yuan, I'll pay five yuan!" Cui Yu shouted.

So the auction returned to normal, and Zhang Chi's value was naturally not as good as Gong Jin's. Even in the end, the auction price was only 7 yuan.

Finally, during Wang Longlong's speech, the auction ended.

Gong Jin, who was initially unhappy when he saw this scene, felt inexplicably more comfortable at the moment.

At least his worth is there.

Class monitor Xin Youling saw that the chaos had calmed down. A hint of displeasure flashed through her deep eyes. Her control over Class 8 was still lacking, and some students always provoked disturbances at will.

Thinking of this, Xin Youling picked up the bench and walked to her own throne, the podium, trying to guard the entire class.

She didn't cover her butt to keep it warm. Yu Wen, who had just photographed Zhang Chi, started acting like a monster.

Yu Wen stroked her gold bracelet and said angrily: "Zhang Chi, the clock on the blackboard is out of batteries. Go to the cafeteria supermarket to buy two batteries and install them!"

Zhang Chi said subconsciously: "Why?"

Right Protector Yang Sheng coughed.

Zhang Chi immediately recognized his position and shouted: "It's dark and cold now. Buying batteries counts as two duty days for me!"

Yu Wen: “Once, it’s up to you whether you want to go or not!”

Zhang Chi gritted his teeth and endured it. After all, buying a battery was much more cost-effective than going to the water room to carry water during the day.

Zhang Chi stood up and left his seat, took the money to buy the battery from Yu Wen, and then walked to the back door of the classroom.

The moment he was about to step out of the classroom, Xin Youling moved on the podium. She took a sip of tea and said:

"If you go out like this now, what if the school leaders who inspect you see you along the way? Don't go."

Zhang Chi took half a step and suddenly stopped.

He came back to his senses and looked at Yu Wen, waiting for his nominal creditor's answer.

Yu Wen got into trouble and usually made trouble in class. If Director Yan found out about it, it would really not be a trivial matter and she might even be punished for it.

Yu Wen had a hard time choosing, so she asked the right protector: "Yang Sheng, what do you think?"

Zhang Chi and Yu Wen were all waiting for Yang Sheng's reply, and the atmosphere was slightly quiet.

Xin Youling sat on the podium, his heart trembling with anger. He clearly gave the order to stop him, but he actually ignored him!

Power, at this moment, is greatly challenged.

Yang Sheng was more sensible, and she said: "Since the squad leader said it, then don't go."

"Okay." Zhang Chi had no choice. He was punished by the school and didn't dare to take any more risks.

The classroom fell into calm once again, but Xin Youling's heart was in turmoil.

She was alert: "Yang Sheng has enslaved many classmates. Those students all obey her and are independent of the entire Class 8." ’

‘If I don’t solve it, today’s introduction will bear the consequences in the future! ’

Until then... a terrifying scene emerged in her mind. Yang Sheng stood on the podium and said hypocritically, 'Oh! Why did everyone unanimously elect me as the squad leader? It’s really a shame for me! ’

‘We can’t let it grow any longer! ’ Xin Youling quickly thought of countermeasures. She must start to win people’s hearts.

Compared to strong suppression, sometimes recruiting is more popular.

After the evening self-study, Zhang Chi was one of the slaves on duty.

Xin Youling stood outside in the corridor waiting, looking at the lights of the city, and was blown by the cold evening breeze.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Chi patted the dust on her body, walked out of the classroom, and prepared to go out to find food.

"Zhang Chi, I have something to ask you." Xin Youling turned around.

Zhang Chi looked at the monitor. Xin Youling had asked him to do something before: "What is it, monitor? You know, I charge money for doing things."

Xin Youling said calmly: "Actually, I was going to bid tonight, but I gave up."

Zhang Chi's face changed. Talking about bidding is not a good thing for him, because his value has plummeted.

He said cautiously: "Don't think I'm cheap just because I was auctioned off! If you ask me to do something, at least one time..."

At this point, Zhang Chi paused. He was sold for 7 yuan, 7 opportunities, which is equivalent to one yuan to order him once, which is a cheap sale!

At this moment, Zhang Chi raised the price ruthlessly: "If you ask me to do something, at least two yuan will be charged!"

Xin Youling stared at his humble demeanor, and she became more relaxed. She put her hands in her pockets, and her beautiful goose face was charming. She said seriously: "Zhang Chi, I don't allow you to objectify yourself."

Zhang Chi was moved for a moment, and finally understood why squad leader Xin Youling did not participate in the election.

Zhang Chi: "After all, you didn't buy it, but I can give you the auction price, one yuan per time."

Xin Youling raised two fingers, her nails were milky white, and they were painted very smooth.

Zhang Chi's focus was not on the nails, but on the two fingers. He looked embarrassed: "Two cents? Squad leader, you are too much..."

Xin Youling said lightly: "Twenty."

Zhang Chi's expression froze, unbelievable, and couldn't help asking: "Why? They are only willing to spend 7 yuan to buy me, but you..."

Xin Youling took back her hand. The night sky of Yuzhou in the distance was full of stars. She said: "Your value does not lie in how much others think you are worth, but in how much I think you are worth."

After saying this, Xin Youling turned around and left without looking back, unrestrained and elegant.

After a long time, Zhang Chi came back to his senses. Xin Youling's figure was no longer in front of him. He was anxious:

"No, squad leader, what do you want to do with me?"

...

The streets of Yuzhou in March were particularly quiet.

Jiang Ning rode a titanium gray electric car back to the gate of No. 4 Middle School and picked up Geng Lu.

"Go south all the way, wait until you reach the intersection, and I'll tell you how to go." Geng Lu stayed in the back seat, feeling particularly good.

"Okay."

The road was empty at night. After riding for about twelve minutes, Jiang Ning turned into an east-west street with stalls selling fried skewers, rolls, and milk tea.

A correct version was found on the 16-9 book forum!

Geng Lu introduced: "Go a little further."

Finally, the two stopped in front of a noodle shop with a slightly worn sign.

Geng Lu got off the car and pointed to the west: "Look, further in is the high school, a private high school."

She was embarrassed: "My grades in junior high school were not very good. I was afraid that I would not be able to pass the public high school entrance exam, so my mother asked me to pay a high price to enter a private high school."

Jiang Ning's eyes fell on the teaching building of the private high school and found that the lights in the classroom were still bright and they were still studying in the evening: "What time do they finish school?"

Geng Lu: "10:50."

"No wonder so many stall owners didn't close their stalls and go home." Jiang Ning said.

"Yeah, luckily they haven't finished school yet, otherwise we would have to queue up to eat." As she said that, Geng Lu led him into the noodle shop.

The shop owners were an elderly couple who obviously knew Geng Lu and greeted him warmly: "Are you here? Are you still ordering the same as before?"

"Mine is the same as before..." Geng Lu: "His, um, added two pieces of braised spine, two pieces of ham, two pieces of dried tofu, and a braised egg.

"So much, a deluxe set meal." Jiang Ning was happy.

When he was a student in his previous life, he had imagined eating like this, but he was short of money and didn't dare to spend so much.

Geng Lu smiled and said: "You are still growing, so of course you should eat more."

Jiang Ning said happily: "What about you? Are you still growing?"

Geng Lu was wiping the table with a tissue.

"Here I come! "The boss and his wife moved quickly and brought the flat noodles.

Jiang Ning swept it and saw that the flat noodles were sprinkled with special ingredients, and a layer of red oil floated on the top, and a few red dried chilies could be seen.

He picked up the chopsticks and tasted it. It was spicy and refreshing, and very tasty.

Geng Lu did not move her chopsticks. She looked at him quietly, with tenderness in her eyes:

"Is it delicious? I thought I was going to a private high school before, so I came here early in the summer vacation to get familiar with it. I happened to find this store and got familiar with the boss. In the end..."

Jiang Ning enjoyed the flat noodles: "It was a coincidence."

Geng Lu saw that he liked it very much, so she picked up the dried tofu in the bowl and gave it to him.

The two chatted and chatted, and soon, the bowl of flat noodles was finished.

It was a rare meeting, and Geng Lu didn't want to part so early, so she made an excuse to go to the bookstore with Jiang Ning to pick out colored ink pens.

A few minutes later, outside the store, Jiang Ning asked her: "Why don't you buy it?"

Geng Lu whispered: "It's too expensive, a pen costs two or five yuan. "

The two of them visited two more stalls and spent nearly twenty minutes before Geng Lu found a stall selling two yuan each and bought three.

Jiang Ning found it funny that the girl was quite thrifty. She saved 1.5 yuan...

Before leaving, Geng Lu saw a stall selling candied pears. The pears were very fresh. She bought them for Jiang Ning without hesitation for 5 yuan. There was a whole pear in the cup.

Jiang Ning was somewhat unable to laugh.

…

River dam, bungalow, Tongtong's bedroom, small bed.

After washing up, she curled up in the small quilt, revealing only a pink and tender face.

Xue Chuchu stood by the bed, taking everything in.

After Jiang Ning sent Tongtong home tonight, she did not stop and rode out again, so Tongtong became the listless look she is now.

She pursed her lips: "Tongtong, don't sleep, get up and play."

Xue Yuantong: "No, I'm going to sleep."

Xue Chuchu's words were very cold: "Even if you sleep, Jiang Ning will not come back."

Xue Yuantong silently pulled up the quilt and covered her little face.

"I'm just a little sleepy." Her voice was no longer crisp.

Xue Chuchu said: "Do you think sleeping can solve the problem?"

Xue Yuantong: "I know it can't, but sleeping can make me forget all the problems temporarily."

Xue Chuchu looked at a ball of quilt, she was silent.

She remembered that Tongtong didn't like to sleep that much when she was a child. When did she start to like sleeping?

She vaguely remembered that Aunt Gu once complained about it after Tongtong moved to Heba in junior high school.

Xue Chuchu could imagine what kind of situation Tongtong faced during that time.

Thinking of this, her heart softened a little, and she wanted Tongtong to cheer up.

Xue Chuchu invited: "Get up and play games, Tongtong."

"No."

Xue Chuchu activated the skill of deep friendship: "Have you forgotten that I will play games with you every week, during holidays, and during the New Year. Don't you understand?"

Xue Yuantong said in a muffled voice: "I understand, you really like playing games."

Xue Chuchu: "..."

Tongtong is hopeless.

Just when she was worried, a familiar footstep came from outside the door, and Xue Chuchu was surprised: "Jiang Ning is back."

The quilt on the bed shook suddenly, as if it wanted to be turned over, but it didn't.

Xue Yuantong was happy, but she was unwilling to give up. She had to teach Jiang Ning a lesson he would never forget, so that he would know that she was not easy to mess with!

She was not a piece of cotton that anyone could step on!

Jiang Ning appeared at the door of the bedroom, and he said happily: "Oh, Chuchu is here too, where is Tongtong?"

Xue Chuchu pointed to the bed.

Jiang Ning was amazed: "Sleeping so early, the sun is rising from the west."

Tongtong deliberately acted weak: "I just lack of blood and qi, and I am tired."

Jiang Ning: "Simple, I am a miracle doctor."

Xue Chuchu was curious: "How to treat it?"

Jiang Ning made a decision: "Give her acupuncture, and the disease will be cured."

Tongtong resisted in the quilt: "I don't want acupuncture, it hurts!"

Jiang Ning untied the insulation bag in his hand and let the barbecue smell drift. He joked: "Are you sure you don't want this kind of fragrant lamb skewers and beef skewers for acupuncture?"