Rebirth and daily cultivation

Chapter 31 You will regret it

After the bell ended, Shan Qingrong came to the class, stood on the podium and began to call names.

After checking again, there were 52 people in the class, actually 51, and Song Sheng was not there.

The classmates also realized that Song Sheng was not there. Due to Song Sheng's inexplicable screams during military training and the class fights, his presence was very strong, and no one in Class 8 knew his name.

Shan Qingrong knew the reason. Early this morning, Song Sheng's parents called and said that he broke his leg and asked for a month's leave.

School hasn't started yet, and one student is missing. Shan Qingrong feels strange for no reason.

Shan Qingrong waved his hand and shouted:

"Boys in the last three rows, follow me to the No. 2 complex to move books."

When school first started, many tall boys would consciously sit at the back of the classroom. Shan Qingrong's move made sense.

So Guo Kunnan, Shan Kaiquan, Hu Jun, Ma Shicheng and others who were sitting in the back followed Shan Qingrong outside, and Jiang Ning was among them.

Geng Lu saw Jiang Ning leaving and gave him a gesture.

Although Huang Zhongfei was sitting in front, he raised his hand to express that he would also move books. Faced with such self-conscious classmates, Shan Qingrong agreed on the spot.

"Other students stay for self-study." After saying this, Shan Qingrong also left.

It is impossible to study quietly by yourself, especially Wang Yong. He is sitting in the third row and it is not his turn to move books. Taking this opportunity, he is thinking about what Lin Zida told him.

Wang Yong took aim at Dong Qingfeng and asked him for information:

"Qingfeng, Song Sheng didn't come today, do you know what happened to him?"

Dong Qingfeng heard Wang Yong's words and glanced at him. They were sitting at the same table. Wang Yong was in good condition. Dong Qingfeng felt that the two were on the same level and could be friends in the future, so he said:

"I don't know, but people like Song Sheng should not come to school."

Although Dong Qingfeng was not afraid of Song Sheng, he did not want to offend that lunatic. After all, lunatic was unreasonable.

"Oh, okay." Wang Yong didn't have any hope at first, he just used this to open up the topic.

He looked around twice and found that everyone else was chatting and no one was paying attention to him, so he continued to ask:

"By the way, did Jiang Ning and Song Sheng have any conflicts? For example, during military training?"

Dong Qingfeng wondered why Wang Yong suddenly asked these questions, but he happened to know one thing:

"There must be a contradiction." His tone was a little uncertain.

Wang Yong's eyes lit up, what an unexpected surprise!

"What contradiction?"

Dong Qingfeng has a good memory. He thought about it and said:

"On the first day of military training, Instructor Li asked us to walk together, but we walked in the wrong direction. Instructor Li asked us something, but no one in the class answered."

"Instructor Li continued to yell, Jiang Ning said 'I understand', and then other students followed suit and said 'I understand'."

"Do you remember this?" Dong Qingfeng said, after all, the military training had just passed a few days ago.

"Yes, remember, Instructor Li was too fierce at that time and no one dared to answer." Wang Yong recalled carefully, and he realized that Jiang Ning was indeed unusual. He dared to come forward in that situation.

Dong Qingfeng said: "After Jiang Ning said 'understood', Song Sheng said something in private, mocking Jiang Ning for being aggressive, which was not a good thing anyway."

"I was standing nearby, so I heard clearly. Jiang Ning must have heard it too, but he didn't speak."

"Song Sheng suddenly went crazy and started screaming." Dong Qingfeng sighed:

"What retribution."

"Song Sheng didn't come today, maybe he went crazy." He cursed.

After Wang Yong listened, his eyes moved. He remembered it firmly and planned to find Lin Zida after class and repeat it to him.

In fact, he could directly tell Lin Zida via QQ, but he decided to make a familiar face and talk in person to build a closer relationship.

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The classmate who was carrying textbooks came back soon. Jiang Ning was holding a stack of books and acted very ordinary.

Under normal circumstances, Jiang Ning doesn't like to be in the limelight. He just wants to cultivate immortality quietly.

As the textbooks were handed out, the desks were piled with thick mountains of books.

Ma Shicheng and the others were very excited. With the cover of books, it would be more hidden when playing with mobile phones in class. Isn't that great?

"Okay, have you got your books? Next, let's choose class leaders."

"Class monitor, life committee, study committee, sports committee, literature committee."

Shan Qingrong briefly explained the responsibilities of each class cadre and finally said:

"Those who want to be class cadres can go on stage to speak now. Finally, the candidate will be determined based on the number of hands raised. If no one is running for a certain class cadre, I will appoint him." Shan Qingrong said with a smile on his round face.

After Shan Qingrong finished speaking, there was a burst of noise.

Ma Shicheng said: "Brother Nan, why don't you come up and become the squad leader? From now on, this whole area will be under your control."

What kind of class monitor is Guo Kunnan? He still wants to play games in class in the future!

"Pull him down. I think you can do it. You're a good talker, so why not go up and fix him?" he said.

Ma Shicheng wanted to run for office, but he couldn't help but feel embarrassed to speak in front of the whole class.

"Jiang Ning, I think you can try to be a sports committee member. You have good physical fitness and a standard military posture." Ma Shicheng said that Jiang Ning did not compete with him for wifi before. He was very pleased and wanted to give Jiang Ning a try.

Shan Kaiquan interjected: "Indeed, I, Brother Ning, can give it a try."

Jiang Ning refused. The sports committee member, a class cadre, organizes students to stand in line for running exercises every day and leads the run. Students who are absent from running exercises must record and report to the class teacher. Once the sports meeting is held, they have to be busy. He has nothing to do. interest.

When the class was noisy, Shen Qing'e left her seat and walked onto the podium.

When Ma Shicheng saw someone coming up, he quickly took a look.

Shen Qing'e has a ponytail tied up, an off-white T-shirt, denim shorts, and a pair of white shoes under her white legs, looking youthful and beautiful.

Guo Kunnan muttered: "Brother Ma, out of ten, how many points would you give?"

Ma Shicheng glanced at it: "One point for face, two points for body, I give it seven points."

"Oh, so many points on your figure? I think it's very good. It's thin. I like that." Guo Kunnan disagreed.

"You don't understand." Ma Shicheng pretended to be profound.

"Kaiquan, what do you think?" Guo Kunnan asked again.

"I think it looks good. I give it 9 points. It's my favorite type." Shan Kaiquan said.

The honest-looking Hu Jun said: "I think 6 points is enough to kill me."

This time even Ma Shicheng was stunned. He asked himself that he had a higher standard, so seven points was considered low. As a result, Hu Jun received six points. He said curiously:

"Which one do you like, Brother Jun?"

Hu Jun said calmly: "The older one."

"How old?" Ma Shicheng asked.

"Thirty-five and above."

Ma Shicheng, Guo Kunnan, and Shan Kaiquan were all stunned.

"You're such a fucking talent."

While several people were chatting, Shen Qing'e finished her speech. There was applause from below, and Ma Shicheng followed suit:

"By the way, what class cadre is Shen Qing'e running for?"

Several people looked at each other, and Jiang Ning said at the right moment:

"commissary in charge of literature and art."

Shan Qingrong said, "Are there any students who are running for the literary and art committee?"

Another girl came up from below, it was Jiang Ning's deskmate Geng Lu.