Rebirth and daily cultivation

On Monday morning, Xue Yuantong lay in bed. Jiang Ning knocked on the door several times before she slowly got up.

In the morning I had rice porridge, steamed buns, side dishes and eggs.

The two of them didn't arrive at school until morning self-study was about to start.

Jiang Ning walked to the door of Class 8. The classroom door was closed.

When he opened the door, he noticed an unusual atmosphere. Wu Xiaoqi stood on the podium, his eyes red and his expression angry.

The classmates in Class 8 were also speechless. What's going on?

Why are you having a morning self-study meeting again? How many times is it?

The first time it was sports committee member Zhang Chi who stood on the podium, the second time it was Guo Kunnan, and now Wu Xiaoqi came.

"Have any of you seen my basketball?" Wu Xiaoqi asked his classmates.

"Didn't see it."

"I went back as soon as school was over yesterday."

"It's useless for you to shout here. Whoever stole it will definitely not come forward."

The students' words echoed loudly, and Wu Xiaoqi clenched his fists tightly as he listened. He was so weak and frustrated!

His beloved basketball was just played in class for one night, and then it was lost, just lost...

"Who took the key to the class?" Wu Xiaoqi asked.

Huang Zhongfei said: "Dong Qingfeng and I took it."

Wu Xiaoqi looked at the two of them. He knew that Huang Zhongfei's family conditions were not bad, the clothes he wore were brand-name goods, and the mobile phone he used was good. Dong Qingfeng was no less than Huang Zhongfei, and the two rarely played basketball, so they would not steal basketballs. people.

Some students said: "It has nothing to do with locking the door. The windows in the classroom are not closed. Even if the door is locked, you can still climb in through the window."

"Maybe someone from outside the class stole it. Why don't you go to the security office and ask?"

Wu Xiaoqi was upset when he heard the words, and he suddenly roared:

"ah!"

His face was so ferocious that the classmates were frightened. Was he crazy?

Especially the students in the first row were yelled at by Wu Xiaoqi in person, but Jiang Ning instantly set up a soundproof formation for Xue Yuantong to reduce the volume.

Wu Xiaoqi yelled: "Which grandson steals my basketball, he will definitely be hit by a car when he goes out!"

"It's too bad. How poor do you have to be to take my basketball?"

"Are you here to study? Are you here to beg?"

Shan Xiao, who was sitting in the seat, squinted his eyes slightly when he heard these curses. Wu Xiaoqi was anxious, he was anxious!

It was so comfortable that every time he did good deeds and accumulated merits, he would not listen to the owner's scolding and felt uneasy.

Listening to Wu Xiaoqi's scolding and looking at his furious expression, oh, it was so satisfying.

Shan Xiao felt comfortable for a while, then stood up and angrily said:

"You are so unqualified. Have you never seen good basketball?"

"So irritating!"

"Wu Xiaoqi obviously loves playing basketball so much, but you still steal other people's basketballs. This is really too much!"

Listening to Shan Xiao cheering for him and seeing his heartbroken look, Wu Xiaoqi was moved again. He remembered too clearly that the last time he failed in basketball, it was Shan Xiao who encouraged him and supported him.

Now that he was treated like this, Wu Xiaoqi suddenly felt warm in his heart. Although the basketball was stolen, there was always someone who supported him, and his mood couldn't help but feel much better.

"Shan Xiao, thank you." Wu Xiaoqi thanked him sincerely.

Shan Xiao said solemnly: "No need to do this, I just can't stand it anymore. How can you steal someone's basketball?"

"If I catch him, I will definitely beat him!"

"What he stole was not your basketball, but your future!"

"He's trampling on your dreams. It makes me so angry!"

When Wu Xiaoqi heard "future" and "dream", he immediately cheered up. Looking at Shan Xiao's angry look, he knew that the other party was angry for him, so Wu Xiaoqi comforted Shan Xiao:

"Just steal it. Now think about it, it's just a basketball."

"Think I'm unlucky this time."

"Calm down your anger."

Perhaps due to Shan Xiao's encouragement, Wu Xiaoqi calmed down a lot. He actually faced everyone and said for the first time:

"Sorry for wasting everyone's time."

After speaking, Wu Xiaoqi walked off the podium amidst everyone's surprise.

Shan Xiao asked him: "Wu Xiaoqi, will you still play basketball in the future?"

Wu Xiaoqi walked forward along the aisle without stopping and said without looking back:

"I won't give up."

Shan Xiao also didn't look back. He stood on his seat, and Wu Xiaoqi passed by him. They were like knights in ancient times, with their backs to each other, and their auras were bleak and cold.

"I look forward to the day when you make a comeback."

…

During the morning break, Shan Kaiquan came to find Jiang Ning.

"Jiang Ning, I have a friend who likes a girl. How should he confess his love so that the girl can agree?"

"Who is your friend?" Jiang Ning asked with a half-smile.

At this moment, Shan Kaiquan was shocked.

‘Oops, am I being seen through? ’

He was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back.

‘Impossible, Jiang Ning will never know! ’

"I'm really asking this for my friend, can you help me find a solution?" Shan Kaiquan asked.

Currently, he found that Jiang Ning was the most popular girl in the class and was very close to Xue Yuantong and Geng Lu.

Shan Kaiquan couldn't continue chatting with girls at all. Girls didn't like to hear the topics he talked about.

Geng Lu at the front table pricked up his ears, and Ma Shicheng, who was playing games next to him, came over to listen.

Wang Longlong, who was watching Ma Shicheng play games, was also listening, and Hu Jun, who was also watching Ma Shicheng play games, was also listening.

Jiang Ning said: "I don't recommend confessing first. It is recommended to cultivate your feelings first, and then confess your feelings when you feel the heat is up."

Ma Shicheng answered: "Indeed, what Brother Ning said makes sense. I think we need to cultivate feelings first."

"There is a saying on the Internet, how do you say it? Confession is not a charge to launch an attack, but a horn for final victory."

As a high-intensity surfer, Ma Shicheng is very satisfied with his stable performance.

Wang Longlong said coldly: "Brother Ma, I would like to add that most of the time, confession is an epitaph."

Shan Kaiquan:......

"You just think I'm about to succeed. How should I express my love?"

Hu Jun said: "Buy a bouquet of flowers. I think they confessed that they are buying flowers."

Wang Longlong said: "Girls like romance. You can buy candles, go to the playground, arrange them in a heart shape, then call the girl over, hold the flowers and confess to her."

Ma Shicheng said happily: "Hey, Brother Long, you know a lot about it, don't you?"

Wang Longlong scratched his head.

Shan Kaiquan thought about it and realized that it was not possible. A bouquet of flowers would cost at least dozens of yuan. If he bought flowers, he would go hungry this week.

After a large discussion between classes, no conclusion was reached in the end.

However, after discussions with several people, Shan Kaiquan felt that he had become bolder.

…

The first class in the afternoon was supposed to be a Chinese class. Shan Qingrong suddenly walked into the class, and his classmates looked strange.

"Quiet, the Academic Affairs Office said that this afternoon, all classes in the first grade of high school will be moved to Building 3, and this area will be vacated." Shan Qingrong said.

The students were stunned for a moment, and then Huang Zhongfei asked:

"No more classes this afternoon?"

"Let's talk after moving."

"Everyone carry chairs, stools, and things from the class and follow me."

So the students in the class started to pack their things. At this moment, not only Class 8, but also Class 1 next door started to pack their things.

Jiang Ning took off the big backpack hanging next to the desk, put the books in it, and found Xue Yuantong with the bag.

"Give me the book."

Xue Yuantong was worried about how to move the pile of books on the table. When she saw Jiang Ning brought her schoolbag, she volunteered:

"Leave your schoolbag, I'll pack it together and send it to your new classroom later."

"Okay." Jiang Ning threw her schoolbag on Xue Yuantong's desk. The desk shook. There were quite a lot of high school textbooks.

After Jiang Ning left, Xue Yuantong stuffed books into his bag.

Ma Shicheng has already packed up here, because Jiang Ning put his books in his bag, and Ma Shicheng put the books on his desk into Jiang Ning's desk.

Then, he looked towards the classroom. Many students were moving a table in pairs. Ma Shicheng sneered:

"Jiang Ning, I don't need your help, I'll do it myself."

Ma Shicheng carried the table and walked away. He couldn't help but raise his head when he passed by the classmates who were moving two tables to each other.

It takes two people to move a desk. It's too lame. Look at me, one person is enough.

Ma Shicheng seemed to have won a victory and moved toward Building 3 majestically.