Chuan Shu 80: I am doing scientific research on the island

Chapter 102 was written by Lu Yunting

Principal Wan left as if fleeing, leaving Song Wenjun in a daze.

What on earth did the original owner do?When she said that she couldn't explain to Lu Yunting, she was telling the truth. If he came back one day, she would be the one who would be blamed.

After walking around the school, I found that this is the flattest place on the island. The playground is not large. There is a shabby basketball stand in the corner, with a horizontal bar and a parallel bar next to it.

Among the twelve classrooms, none of the windows had complete glass, and the damaged areas were covered with plastic sheeting. The blackboards in the classrooms were painted with ink on cement boards, and almost all of them fell off, revealing large areas of white spots.

The tables, chairs and benches are even more unreadable.

There were long tables and long stools, and there was no table partition under the table. Many lame people used bricks to cushion them.

The ground is just dirt, potholes, rotten damp, mottled walls and devastation.

It's too difficult, so no one donates some money for the school and repairs the house?
Song Wenhao's salary of nearly 300 yuan a month would rather fill his brother-in-law's hole than use it to subsidize his hometown school, tsk tsk!Awareness is not as high as her!

A classroom door was not locked, she looked around, but there was no one, so she opened the door and went in.

A rotten and damp smell assaulted my nostrils. There were only seven or eight tables and chairs in the classroom. The larger table in front of it should be the teacher's desk. There was a box of chalk stubs filled with water that could break into pieces when pinched. There are also two bottles of red and blue ink that need to be bottomed out.

"hiss--"

She just touched the table casually and accidentally pricked her finger on a burr on the edge.

After finally pulling out the wooden thorn in the flesh, she was attracted by a line of small words on the table.

"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the sky is at this moment. Lu Yunting"

The color of the words has blended in with the table, making it difficult to see clearly unless you look carefully.

"Lu Yunting? Good guy, you know how to destroy shared property at a young age."

She lay down on the table and searched carefully, and found another poem on the other side, "There is nothing in the mountains, but there are white clouds on the mountains."

There is no signature at the back. Judging from the font, it should have been written by Lu Yunting when he was young.

mock up!Quite literary.

"Huh? Sister Jiaming, why haven't you left yet?"

Principal Wan came to lock the door and found her lying on the table smiling, so he asked curiously.

"Oh, I saw the words carved by Lu Yunting on this table."

Principal Wan said with a smile, "This is nothing unusual. If you want to find it, you can find ancient poems written by Yun Ting on the desks of the whole school."

"He wrote all the desks in the school?"

"Yes, I've written it all."

"So naughty? Doesn't the principal talk about him?"

"Why do you say it? Isn't this a good thing?"

Is scribbling a good thing?
"I don't know what you mean."

"Yun Ting is the best student I have ever seen in my life, huh? No, there is also your elder brother Wenhao, they are the best students I have ever taught in my life."

Headmaster Wan was immersed in fond memories, with a look of relief on his face.

"They are the same age and entered school in the same year. At that time, there were less than [-] students on the island, so I was the only teacher."

"They are very smart, and they are best friends. They learn from each other. Your eldest brother Wenhao is extroverted, quick-witted, and has good grades in mathematics. He even won No.1 in the mathematics competition back then."

"Yun Ting is not bad either. He is not partial to science. Your eldest brother doesn't like to recite ancient poems, so he leaves one or two lines of poetry on each table so that no matter where your eldest brother sits, he can see it first and then recite it. Come down."

"..."

It's quite speechless, how does this kind of behavior look like something that couples do, do they fall in love and kill each other?Didn't you stop contacting after junior high school?

(End of this chapter)