Chapter 255 - 178. Oh crap, Liang Feifan!_2
Chapter 255 - 178. Oh crap, Liang Feifan!_2
The headquarters of Good Taste Milk Tea is located in Mei City. To support her big brother, Zhang Chunxue angrily smashed two billion yuan into opening the store. Aside from the four super first-tier cities, a two billion yuan investment in 2008 wasn’t considered low anywhere, easily leveraging a local GDP of more than ten billion yuan.
Although she had only invested several million yuan in the milk tea shop, Zhang Chunxue still gave him twenty percent of the shares, and that too without notifying him at all.
After all, Xu Qingfan had never thought that Zhang Chunxue would harm him. He signed the document without even looking at it.
"Let’s drink while we walk; it’s almost time for school." At one past two, the living room clock automatically sounded, and Xu Qingfan snapped his fingers and spoke to the girls.
"Okay!"
After covering the unfinished Good Taste duck necks and putting them back in the refrigerator, they put on their backpacks and left the house.
It was December in Li City, and there was already a bit of a chill in the air. A temperature around twenty degrees required a winter coat to avoid feeling cold.
On the way, most of the students sported mullet haircuts with winter school uniforms zipped all the way up, pant legs privately tailored to be short and narrow, wearing AJ sneakers, with wired headphones in their ears, and hands in pockets, strutting along—that was almost the coolest look middle schoolers could imagine.
The aesthetic tastes of Xu Qingfan and his six friends were said to be twenty years behind the middle school crowd—they couldn’t keep a single bit of the thick, bowl-cut bangs.
A few minutes later, they returned to Class 7-6. Upon their arrival, classmates who saw them enter continued chatting among themselves. Almost a term had passed, and everyone had formed their own groups, isolating Xu Qingfan and his six friends as expected.
This week was their group eight’s turn to clean, and Wu Lingyu put down her backpack and immediately got up to fetch water and clean the blackboard.
"Who will come with me to take out the trash?" Xu Qingfan looked around and asked.
"Brother Qingfan, I’ll go!" Lin Wanning eagerly raised her hand to volunteer.
"Then the three of us will sweep the floor."
"Let’s go." He put his backpack down and stood up, pulling Lin Wanning.
The school’s trash disposal area was a few hundred meters away from the teaching building. If only one person took out the trash, it would be very boring. Therefore, even though one person could carry the trash bin, students still preferred to go together.
Xu Qingfan, carrying a trash bin filled with fruit peel bags in his right hand, walked while Lin Wanning nonstop chatted beside him with her left hand.
"Brother Qingfan, let me tell you, that girl from the group opposite us definitely likes you. She turns her head to sneak a peek at you more than ten times a lesson!" The naive girl obviously overlooked the fact that she was revealing her own action of watching Xu Qingfan more than ten times a lesson. Otherwise, how would she know the girl from the next group sneaked that many peeks at him?
"So, how did Wanning know she looked at me more than ten times?" Lin Wanning didn’t expect this, but he obviously wouldn’t overlook it, Xu Qingfan asked with a side smile.
"I definitely saw it when I was checking the blackboard clearly, you know!" The girl almost blurted out but luckily, she was quick-witted enough to correct herself on time.
"Always daydreaming during class, be careful or you’ll end up last in the finals!" Xu Qingfan shook his head and ruffled her hair.
Lin Wanning stuck out her tongue, two shallow dimples on her face, thinking: [Thank goodness Lady Wanning is clever!]
"Which class are you two from, it’s almost time for the reading period and you’re still here, do you need two people to take out the trash?" Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a receding hairline hurried over and yelled at them.
Xu Qingfan raised his hand to check his watch. Reading time was at half-past two; it was only quarter past two now, nowhere near time!
He simply ignored the bald teacher in the distance and continued walking, pulling Lin Wanning’s wrist.
"Brother Qingfan, does that guy have a problem? There are still ten minutes until reading time and he’s talking about it starting soon!" Lin Wanning dared only whisper this in his ear.
"Don’t mind him, he’s not one of our grade’s teachers anyway. I’ll count to three and then we’ll run." Xu Qingfan whispered back.
"Okay!" After hearing his suggestion, the girl felt a bit excited.
After they finished dumping the trash at the garbage truck, the bald teacher was only five or six meters away, shouting loudly: "Didn’t you hear me talking to you? Hand over your student IDs. At such a young age, you’re already imitating others and falling in love!"
Xu Qingfan turned around to face him, pointed at himself, then at his ears, and finally waved his hands in front of his chest.
The bald teacher stood there, dumbfounded, not having heard of any deaf-mute students in the school.
Just as he began to regret his recent behaviour, he saw Xu Qingfan suddenly take Lin Wanning’s hand and then they both took off running.
"Run!"
"Damn!" The bald man stood dumbfounded for three or four seconds before he realized he had been tricked and suddenly burst out cursing, "You two little rascals, stop right there!"
"Crap, Liang Feifan!" Xu Qingfan, without looking back, grabbed Lin Wanning’s hand and ran through the campus.
Next to him was the girl’s cheerful laughter, "Haha, Brother Qing Fan, let’s run fast!"
They didn’t stop until they turned the corner of the academic building, Xu Qingfan leaning on the stair railing and Lin Wanning on his shoulder.
The two stood facing each other, out of breath, and couldn’t help but burst into laughter again thinking about the prank they had just played on the teacher.
"Let’s head back to class before the ’ghost’ catches up!" Although Xu Qingfan wasn’t afraid of him, being caught and scolded would be quite annoying.
"Yeah!"
They looked back and saw the bald teacher had not followed; they took each other’s hands and ran back to their class.
"Why the rush, it’s not like there are dogs chasing you in school?" Seeing them gasping for breath as they sat down, Xiao Ruawen curiously asked.
"There actually was a ’dog’ chasing us!" Xu Qingfan immediately explained what had happened, and everyone burst out laughing again after hearing it.
Xu Qingfan was about to speak when the overhead broadcast suddenly went off.
After a brief static noise, an exasperated middle-aged man’s voice came through, "Hey! The two students who were just throwing out the garbage, I give you three minutes to come to the school’s first-floor broadcast room, or you’ll face suspension of accommodation!"
The classmates were all confused since the broadcast content was baffling. Two male students and two female students, or one male student and one female student?
Xu Qingfan and the others exchanged bewildered glances, then burst into laughter after a moment.
"We don’t even stay in dorms, suspension of accommodation, that’d be more like it!" he mocked.
The six of them didn’t take such a trivial matter seriously; after all, they had tried spontaneous trips, their reverence for school rules was almost non-existent.
After the reading session, the first class was English.
The English teacher stepped up to the podium and announced something important, "The day after next week is the school’s New Year’s Eve party. Each class may register one act, do we have anyone talented here? If not, I’ll have to make the choice!"
The class instantly buzzed with whispers, someone mentioned having performed a sketch in elementary school, another spoke of ten years of guitar practice, but no one dared to raise their hand to speak.
"Brother Fan, let’s form a band like in elementary school!" Standing under the spotlight and singing had always been Xiao Ruawen’s dream, she suggested eagerly with shining eyes.
"That’s a great idea!"
"Brother Qing Fan, get up!"
Xu Qingfan hadn’t even spoken when he was lifted to his feet by Xia Xiaoxiao and Lin Wanning.
"Does Qingfan have any talents?" The homeroom teacher asked respectfully as soon as he stood up.
The classmates also quieted down.
"Teacher, we had formed a band in elementary school, we can sing and stuff." Xu Qingfan nodded and said.
"Then it’s settled, come to my office after class to get the registration form," the homeroom teacher smiled kindly at him and decided on the spot without asking for others’ opinions.
With a good family background and excellent grades, what teacher wouldn’t like a student like that?
"Open your vocabulary lists to Unit Seven; let’s start the lesson!"
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