Rebirth and daily cultivation

The first evening self-study after the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday.

There are still five minutes until class starts.

As soon as Jiang Ning arrived at the class, she noticed an unusual atmosphere.

He pushed the door open and came in. He remembered that Class 8 was generally open except during holidays and after school.

The class was full of students, but it was not as noisy as before, and instead seemed a little weird.

Zhang Chi, the sports committee member in school uniform, stood on the podium and looked straight at him.

The classmates in the class also looked in this direction, and Jiang Ning was happy:

"What's going on? Are you paying attention to me?"

Laughter rang out in the class, and the originally dull and depressing atmosphere dissipated a bit.

Sitting in the front row, the mature-looking Huang Yuzhu said: "Zhang Chi lost his basketball. Just now he was asking his classmates if anyone knew where the basketball was."

"Oh, I don't know about this." Jiang Ning said.

Xue Yuantong put his schoolbag on the desk. Jiang Ning did not stay in front for long and returned to his seat. His deskmate Ma Shicheng immediately said:

"I don't know which grandson stole the basketball. It's such a loss!"

Jiang Ning said casually: "Who knows."

Guo Kunnan's face was not good-looking either: "Zhang Chi specifically asked someone to borrow that basketball just to play in physical education class. After the physical education class last week, he put the basketball in the class and went home directly."

"But when I came back from school, there was no basketball left."

"I heard that basketball costs more than 100 yuan."

Guo Kunnan and Zhang Chi share a dormitory, so they know more than the average person.

Jiang Ning listened to these words and looked at Zhang Chi on the podium. Zhang Chi was wearing a school uniform.

The uniforms of No. 4 Middle School are cheap, costing dozens of yuan a piece, with average quality and unsightly styles. Fortunately, No. 4 Middle School does not force students to wear uniforms.

Everyone is required to wear school uniforms only on occasions such as school celebrations, speeches, sports meets, etc.

Therefore, few students usually wear ugly school uniforms. During this period of school, Zhang Chi often wears school uniforms.

I heard that he ate in the cafeteria and ordered vegetarian dishes and did not buy snacks. It can be seen that his family is not in a good situation.

More than one hundred yuan, for this kind of person, is equivalent to more than a week's living expenses.

Ma Shicheng asked several people: "The basketball can't be found now. It must have been stolen. Do you know who locked the door in the class that day?"

He thought that if the basketball was lost, the person in charge of the class key must have a heavy responsibility.

After hearing the key, Guo Kunnan answered: "We discussed it in the dormitory. It was Zhang Chi himself who locked the door, and he even closed the window before leaving."

There is nothing that can be done about it. This will be very difficult. It is completely impossible to find out who stole the basketball.

After Geng Lu heard this, he turned around and said:

"What if I really can't find it? Will Zhang Chi pay for the basketball himself?"

"What can we do? Compensation, more than 100 yuan." Ma Shicheng said.

Geng Lu had an idea:

"Why don't you all pool your money to pay him and make compensation together? This way Zhang Chi's burden will be much lighter."

Geng Lu believed that Zhang Chi borrowed the basketball for his classmates to play basketball with. It was normal for everyone to play basketball together now.

As soon as Geng Lu said these words, the expressions of several boys present changed. Everyone sympathized with him, but they had no obligation to bear the loss with him.

Ma Shicheng shirks his responsibility: "It would be too much to pay compensation together. I was still dragged to play basketball that day!"

Shan Kaiquan clasped his phone and said, "Zhang Chi borrowed the basketball himself, but we didn't let him borrow it."

Guo Kunnan stood in the middle: "Compensation is indeed unrealistic. Zhang Chi lost the basketball, so he must be the most responsible person. How much compensation should he pay?"

It's only been a few days since school started, so it's impossible to say how deep the friendship is. Everyone is a student. Except for a few exceptions, their family backgrounds are all about the same. If divided equally, each person will have to pay more than ten yuan.

The off-campus "Yucai Internet Cafe" charges only ten yuan per night.

More than ten dollars is a real pain in the ass, and no one wants to spend it in vain.

A few men in the back row were discussing enthusiastically, but Geng Lu's words silenced everyone.

Seeing the worried looks on the faces of several boys, Geng Lu wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't.

She is naive, but not a pure fool. She can detect the changes in several people and know that she said the wrong thing.

Now she was embarrassed and wanted to turn around, but she felt a little embarrassed and could only freeze here.

Jiang Ning saw her embarrassment and said in time:

"Okay, class is about to start. Let's get ready. The first period is Chen Haiyang's class. Be careful of him cutting you."

Such conversations happen in every corner of the classroom.

After Shan Xiao heard the gossip about Zhang Chi, he had no sympathy at all.

He and Zhang Chi were the only ones in the class who always wore school uniforms. They were both poor, so Zhang Chi could only resign himself to fate, but he worked hard to make progress.

After he got the class key some time ago, he immediately got a new key and kept it secretly, which cost him two yuan.

Is Zhang Chi pitiful?

Aren't you pitiful?

Shan Xiao was heartbroken when he heard that the basketball was worth more than a hundred dollars. In order to make a quick move, he returned to his hometown during the holidays and sold the basketball to a primary school student in a neighboring village for only twenty-five yuan.

It’s just a loss of blood, okay?

Shan Xiao thought, next time before selling something, he must find out its price, so as to maximize his profits.

Until before class, Zhang Chi still couldn't find the person who stole the basketball. He was very angry and felt that every student in the class was suspected, but he could do nothing.

I could only sit back in my seat with frustration.

Jiang Ning guessed that Shan Xiao had stolen the basketball, but he didn't step forward to identify it.

Shan Xiao had already taken the basketball away, and he was talking nonsense, not to mention he didn't bother to identify it.

Jiang Ning is not a savior. He will take advantage of anyone he sees pity.

In that case, he wouldn't be able to practice cultivation anymore.

That's fine, if Shan Xiao continues to be crazy, sooner or later he will get into trouble and enjoy a life of food and accommodation.

…

Although there was a "basketball incident" in Class 8, after only two classes, the basketball incident was forgotten by everyone.

We just had a three-day holiday. On the first day, we had evening self-study. The students were very active.

"Jiang Ning, I'm going to the small supermarket. What do you want to eat? I'll bring it to you."

Geng Lu stood in front of Jiang Ning, condescending, with a warm smile on her baby-fat face.

Jiang Ning raised his head. Looking up at this angle, his sight was somewhat blocked.

Geng Lu looked expectantly. Jiang Ning had helped her out before, and she wanted to express her gratitude.

Of course, there is also a little bit of her thoughts in it.

"No need." Jiang Ning waved her hand.

"Then I'll bring you a cup of red bean double-skinned milk, and it's your treat." Geng Lu clapped her hands gently, making the decision without permission.

Ma Shicheng was so impressed that he pinched his throat and said, "I also want to eat double-skinned milk. Can you bring me a copy?"

Geng Lu glanced at him and ignored him.

Turn around and leave the class coolly.

Shan Kaiquan sat on the table with one leg on the ground and told everyone about him:

"Brothers, let me tell you, when I came to school today, didn't I take that bus? I was seated by the window, and there happened to be a girl sitting next to me."

"You know the kind of girl who is very good-looking and cool?"

"She has a colorful butterfly tattooed on her arm, and there is..."