Baozhu and the others went to the school clinic. From what Shumin said, they planned to ask for leave tomorrow. That meant she would have to eat with Su Baixue again?
Tian Ling pouted and ate a few bites gloomily. But being a chatterbox was her nature; she couldn't stop! Thinking about the school clinic reminded her of something.
After holding it in for a while, Tian Ling couldn't resist saying to Su Baixue, "Baixue, have you heard! There's someone in Class 10 who hasn't come to school since the semester started. I heard he asked for leave and didn't even come to military training!"
"Hasn't come at all?" Su Baixue looked up. "I didn't know that."
"Strange, right? I heard he got in through the back door. His family is super rich. Oh, and he shares your last name, Su. Su something... let me think... Right, Su Yang!"
"Su Yang?" Su Baixue was startled, genuinely surprised. Could it be the same person who lent her a pen during the high school entrance exam?
"You know him?" Tian Ling found it unbelievable. She had inside information that Su Yang's family was very influential. Did Su Baixue actually know him?
"I'm not sure if it's the same person. There's someone I know named Su Yang too. But his grades should be pretty good." At least, on the day of the exam, they had matched answers, and hers and Su Yang's were consistent.
"Then it's definitely not him. People who get in through the back door usually have terrible grades!" Tian Ling said resentfully.
The two stopped talking.
They finished lunch in silence.
After the meal, before Su Baixue could say goodbye, Tian Ling immediately left.
Su Baixue didn't know what she had done wrong again. She felt like she had upset Tian Ling, and she didn't like that feeling. Although she didn't want to hear about Wei Yun, she actually understood Tian Ling's desire to share the good things about someone she liked with more people. If she also liked Wei Yun, maybe she wouldn't avoid listening to Tian Ling so much. It's my fault, Su Baixue thought, feeling a little sad. Tears welled up in her eyes. She missed her grandmother.
Su Baixue dawdled over to the garden area, quietly looking for her grandmother. She spotted Grandma chatting with several other elderly cleaning ladies near a flower bed.
Su Cui's voice was hoarse and distinctive. Su Baixue could hear her grandmother before she even got close.
"Stop it! You talk about your husband eight hundred times a day! My ears are calloused. I'm not his wife..." Su Cui laughed heartily. "Come off it! And you're trying to set me up with an old man..."
"Save it! Do I need your recommendations? With me, Su Cuihua, if I want any man, I just say so, and they'll line up from the teaching building to our garden!"
An unfamiliar female voice laughed. "Haha, Cuihua, what a mouth! I've never seen the like! At our age, talking big like that—aren't you afraid of throwing out your back!"
"...Oh dear, now that you mention it, my back really does hurt!"
"Haha."
"Alright, alright. I have some American ginseng and black chicken soup that my good granddaughter prepared for me. It's in our break room. Come on, let's all go have a bowl!"
Su Baixue stood still, watching her grandmother laugh and joke with others as they went off to eat together lively.
Completely different from herself.
...
After the lunch break, military training continued.
Everyone shouted slogans together: "Class 1, Grade 10, study hard, train hard: Class 1, Grade 10, adept with both pen and sword!"
"Class 1, Grade 10, surpass ourselves, challenge limits; unite and help each other, create great results!"
Amid the momentum of the slogans, there was a rumble from the sky, and wind howled from all directions.
Many silently prayed for rain. But the heavens had their plans, and the instructors had theirs. They led each class to run into the school gymnasium.
Looking at the spacious gymnasium, the entire A City High School student body felt despair for the first time at their school's complete facilities and buildings.
Drill exercises began inside the gym!
Outside, the rain poured down!
[Author's Note]
Thanks to the little angels who threw king tickets or irrigated nutrient solution~
Chujiu 27 bottles; Chanai 2 bottles;