Rebuild 2005

Chapter 101 [101] Yellow Crane Tower
Wei Qingfan hurried back to school, and finally reached the classroom before the bell rang for the last class.

Cao Ze was sleeping on the table, Li Miaoyu was talking to Xie Yao, but he seemed to be absent-minded, looking up from time to time outside.

When Wei Qingfan walked into the classroom, she was looking up. Their eyes met. Wei Qingfan showed a flattering smile, but she looked away blankly and ignored him.

Wei Qingfan didn't care either. When he walked past the podium, some classmates asked him about skipping class, and Wei Qingfan coped with it by saying "something".

Walking to Li Miaoyu's table, Xie Yao turned around and asked curiously, "Why did you go?"

Wei Qingfan coughed, then stared at Li Miaoyu and replied, "My sister fills in the application form, let me help with an idea."

"real or fake?"

Xie Yao obviously didn't believe it, "Does your sister need to ask you when she volunteers? Besides, shouldn't it be confirmed long ago?"

"She wanted to change it temporarily, so she couldn't make up her mind."

Cao Ze heard Wei Qingfan's nonsense and stood up to let him in.

After school, Li Miaoyu walked with Xie Yao, and Wei Qingfan walked with Cao Ze.

Because Cao Ze spent too much money, his living expenses became a weekly allowance. Before the college entrance examination, he surfed the Internet too much, and most of the money had been spent.

He didn't ask Wei Qingfan to borrow money, and Wei Qingfan didn't ask to lend it to him.

After separating from Li Miaoyu and Xie Yao at the bus stop outside the school, Wei Qingfan was playing with his mobile phone with his head down. Cao Ze was a little strange, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Private matters, don't peek."

Wei Qingfan glared at him, finished editing the text message, and then sent it to Li Miaoyu.

Cao Ze curled his lips and asked, "Are you dating Li Miaoyu?"

"I'm thinking, would people like it?"

Wei Qingfan put away his phone, knowingly asked, "Why don't you go to the Internet cafe?"

"You can't always go."

Cao Ze subconsciously found an excuse, but after hesitating for a moment, he still whispered the truth, "...there is no money."

Wei Qingfan glanced at him.

Cao Ze asked in a low voice, "If you still have some, would you like to lend me some first?"

Wei Qingfan nodded, "How much?"

"...Twenty is fine."

"Twenty is enough, do you think twenty is less?"

Wei Qingfan took out his wallet, found a twenty bill and handed it to him.

Cao Ze saw that his wallet was bulging, estimated to be about a hundred, and asked in surprise, "You saved so much money?"

When buying lottery tickets, Wei Qingfan asked Li Miaoyu to borrow [-], and left [-], which was given to Li Wanyi, and the other [-] was hidden in the room, with pocket money from his parents.

"Don't get me wrong."

Wei Qingfan warned, "No amount of money is enough for you to spend in the game. If you dare to borrow my money to go online, I will only care about your food and drink in the future, and I will not lend you any money."

Cao Ze curled his lips and said, "I'm not that obsessed. Besides, I'm pretty good now, so I don't need to buy anything..."

He thought for a while, then asked carefully: "Is it okay to buy cigarettes?"

Wei Qingfan asked him sideways: "I said no, will you not smoke?"

Cao Ze showed an embarrassing smile, "I've been smoking Ma Chao's and others recently, so I'm ashamed to keep sucking other people's."

Wei Qingfan said: "Then don't smoke."

Cao Ze didn't speak.

Wei Qingfan couldn't say anything more, so he could only say: "Smoke less, the aircraft carrier is not short of a pack or two of your cigarettes."

Cao Ze suddenly became excited again, and asked, "What aircraft carrier?"

Wei Qingfan didn't know if this meme was still circulating, so he briefly explained it to him, and Cao Ze immediately scoffed, "It's not like an aircraft carrier can be built with money..."

He knew that Wei Qingfan's patriotism was overwhelming, and he was worried that this statement would quarrel with Wei Qingfan, so he quickly changed the subject and asked, "What school did your sister apply for?"

"Zhongcai University, Fuda University, Ning University..."

Wei Qingfan can barely remember three. In his previous life, Wei Qingchan was admitted to Fuda University. In this life, because of the butterfly effect he brought, his grades were better. He also "tutored" before the college entrance examination. high.

This can be seen from the volunteer application, because Wei Qingchan’s first choice in the previous life was Fuda University, and in this life, a university in the capital city was added, so it can be seen that she still wants to work hard.

Cao Ze said depressedly: "Can you tell me your full name? I don't even know what university you're talking about?"

"Do I dare?"

Wei Qingfan let out a heck, regardless of whether he could understand or not, waved to him in front of the house, and went home.

Li Wanyi and her elder sister were not there, and Li Miaoyu did not reply to the message. He took a nap after eating, and left home to go to school after getting up.

There was gym class in the afternoon. When Li Miaoyu came here at noon, she changed into a white sportswear and sneakers, and her ponytail was tied a little higher. She looked pure and charming, with a youthful vigor.

As usual in physical education class, warm up first, run in line for two laps, and then move freely.

Li Miaoyu played shuttlecock with some girls, Wei Qingfan admired it for a while, and then went to the basketball court next to the sculpture square with Cao Ze and others to play.

When Lin Zhaohai was about to finish class, he twisted his foot. Wei Qingfan helped him to the nearby infirmary to deal with it briefly. When he came out, he found that the court was empty. Cao Ze, Ma Chao, and Wang Kai were going to the toilet.

A few people must have gone to smoke, but this matter is not easy to manage, so Wei Qingfan ignored it and sent Lin Zhaohai back to the classroom.

After walking two steps, I met the class teacher Jiang Changjun who was about to go out. Wei Qingfan said hello, and then caught a glimpse of the class teacher who seemed to be in a hurry, so he also stopped by the big toilet that students usually go to.

He looked forward to it for a while, and went back to the classroom to wait. After the get out of class bell rang for a while, Cao Ze and the others came back. Sure enough, they all looked a little depressed, like eggplants beaten by frost.

After Cao Ze sat down, Wei Qingfan smiled and said, "Caught you right?"

Cao Ze looked up, and Wei Qingfan explained: "I saw Lao Jiang following you to the bathroom, did you smoke?"

Cao Ze nodded.

Wei Qingfan asked again: "Have you been trained?"

"No."

Cao Ze shook his head and finally said, "He still smokes with us..."

"what?"

Wei Qingfan was a little surprised that it was true, "Is it true?"

"real."

Cao Ze nodded, and then narrated: "When we saw him coming in, we all stamped out the cigarettes quickly, and then Lao Jiang looked at us and didn't say anything. We wanted to leave, but he stopped again. us."

His expression was a bit weird and depressed, "Then...he took out the cigarettes, opened them up and gave each of us a cigarette.

"He smokes the Yellow Crane Tower, the kind of red soft bag, which costs more than 20 yuan a pack. We usually smoke Huangshan, which costs [-] yuan and [-] yuan a pack."

Li Miaoyu in front seemed to have heard it, turned his head to look over, and Xie Yao followed suit.

Cao Ze paused for a moment, and then continued: "Old Jiang must have seen that we smoked Huangshan, and then none of us dared to smoke, so he said, 'Smoking, it's okay, try what a good cigarette looks like. ’, then lit it for us, and we smoked…”

He paused again, and then, under the gaze of Wei Qingfan and the other three, he looked a little embarrassed, and smiled, "That cigarette is really good..."

Wei Qingfan asked angrily, "And then?"

"Then Lao Jiang asked us how we felt, and Ma Chao said it was good, and the cigarettes worth more than 20 yuan were really different..."

"And then?" Wei Qingfan continued to ask.

Cao Ze glanced at him, was silent for a second or two, and then continued: "Then Lao Jiang said: 'Smoking is nothing, and you can't fail in your studies, otherwise you will only be able to smoke this kind of cigarettes that cost a few dollars for the rest of your life'..."

He stared at Wei Qingfan, remained silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said: "My dad usually smokes across the river, and during the Chinese New Year, he only bought a box of hard red plums for three yuan at most..."

"It's okay, my grandfather also used to pump across the river."

Wei Qingfan patted him on the shoulder, "I started smoking Huangshan this year... I have caught up with you guys."

Ma Chao was sitting in the back, obviously heard it too, and wanted to say something, but then hesitated to say anything.

Cao Ze still looked at Wei Qingfan, and said, "Lao Jiang also said: 'You and Wei Qingfan are together all day, Wei Qingfan doesn't smoke now, if he smokes, he smokes Zhonghua'..."

Wei Qingfan laughed and said: "Don't worry, I don't smoke, and you don't want to ask me for Zhonghua, but if I buy Zhonghua as a gift for my grandfather, I can give you some by the way."

Cao Ze didn't speak, turned around and sat down, then found out the book for the next class, opened it, and read it silently.

Wei Qingfan and Li Miaoyu looked at each other, and after two seconds of eye contact, they didn't speak, and each read a book.

Xie Yao rolled her eyes at the side, expressing strong protest and condemnation of the behavior of "it's clearly a movie of three people but I can't have a name".

Not long after, the class bell rang, Gu Panpan walked into the classroom, and the class was held normally, and the students also listened normally.

At the same time, Jiang Changjun returned to the teacher's apartment near the school. His wife and daughter were not at home. He sat on the sofa, turned on the TV in a lazy and comfortable posture, and habitually took out a box of hard "red plum blossoms" from his trouser pocket. "cigarette.

Just as he was holding the cigarette butt, he suddenly stopped, and then he threw the "Red Plum" on the coffee table, took out the box of "Yellow Crane Tower" that he had just opened from the other pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it on the fire. , took a greedy and enjoyable sip.

Amidst the lingering smoke rings in the living room, the middle-aged teacher scolded: "Damn, a bunch of bastards, they smoke better than labor..."

(End of this chapter)