Rebirth of the 80s

Chapter 18 [No.018] Entertainment in Politics Class
The first session in the afternoon was the hypnotic panacea politics class. The students were in the classroom one by one, and the classroom was surprisingly quiet except for the ghostly voice of the old political man.

The weather was so hot that Xie Wenjun's eyelids kept fighting, and he would have been lying down to sleep a long time ago after changing other classes, but the political old man didn't dare to provoke him. Last time Xie Wenjun talked back to him, the old man grabbed him. The bearing left by the physics teacher was about to smash him, and Xie Wenjun was so frightened that he shouted desperately for the strong man to save his life. He thought that in the future, the political old man's class should not be a joke anyway, one joke kills one's life, which country's business is this.

Since then, Xie Wenjun has been careful to put away any items that can kill with one move on the podium. The physics old man has a bad memory, and he has a lot of belongings, such as bearings, spark plugs, steel pipes, plate bricks, etc., which are often put on the podium. Taking it away, Xie Wenjun often helped him to send it away, and the old man even praised it for caring for public property and picking up junk.

The ants on the window sill attracted Xie Wenjun's attention. A few small ants were struggling to drag a small piece of bread crumbs. Watching the ants would prevent them from dozing off. hit him.

Xie Wenjun stood up abruptly. Seeing that the old political man was writing on the blackboard with his back to his classmates, he quickly sat down. Fortunately, the old man didn't see him, otherwise...

The classmates opened their mouths wide when they saw Xie Wenjun's overreaction, Xie Wenjun laughed at himself, his grandma's frightened me, thinking that the political old man's one-sided finger had killed him.

Glasses didn't expect Xie Wenjun to have such a big reaction, so he smiled apologetically and handed him a small note.

Xie Wenjun turned his head to stare at Zheng Gang, Zheng Gang shook his head expressionlessly, alas, it must belong to the tigress, they are the only two in the class who like to pass notes in class.

Xie Wenjun opened the note, which said: Wherever you are going at night, I will go too. My parents are away on business, and there is no one at home. I am not afraid to go back no matter how late.

This little girl really doesn't regard herself as an outsider, Xie Wenjun shook his head, and wrote: We are not going to play, what are you going to do?Go home and do your homework obediently, and don't forget to help me with it.

The note was passed to Yuan Jia by eight people. The students who were lucky enough to pass the note were all excited, and the students who had never touched the note carefully watched the note with envy. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not the charm of the note that attracts everyone, but the classroom is really boring, and it’s so interesting to have any little trouble. The effect of passing the note is shown in the political class. The growth of the geometric state has become the only "entertainment" for the students in the politics class.

I don't know whether the glasses are honest or stupid, after adopting Xie Wenjun's advice of "don't stab me", I blew gently into his ears twice, Xie Wenjun's goosebumps fell all over the ground, he took the note dumbfounded, and lowered his head. Sheng Sheng made a humble request: "You still stab me."

"I have finished all the homework assigned in the morning, and I will help you. In the afternoon, I will not assign homework in the politics and sports sections. Don't make excuses. I just want to go anyway, and I don't care about you." Xie Wenjun watched Yuan I didn't know what to reply to the good note, so I crumpled it up and threw it on the desk.

Although the political old man is scary, he never procrastinates in class. As soon as the bell rings, he will dismiss the get out of class regardless of whether he has finished his lecture. Xie Wenjun followed his classmates and hurriedly yelled "Goodbye, teacher" and then ran out of the classroom at the speed of a leopard stepping on the bell. He was afraid that Yuan Jia would come bother him.

Classes [-] and [-] of the physical education class attended together, men and women were separated, Yuan Jia didn't seize the opportunity to talk to Xie Wenjun.

"I'll wait for you and Xiaogang at the door after school," Xie Wenjun confessed to Li Qiang, "You two go to the classroom to collect your schoolbags and see you at the door."

Li Qiang nodded: "Well, don't let Yuan Jia follow, in case she sabotages..."

"How do you know?" Xie Wenjun looked puzzled.

Li Qiang chuckled: "I have read the content on the note."

Xie Wenjun kicked up and scolded with a smile: "Little bastard, who will dare to pass a note to you in the future, do you know if you are guilty of peeping."

Xie Wenjun stood in the security room at the school gate and looked into the school, muttering to himself that it's been more than 20 minutes since school, why the two boys haven't come yet.

The school security is a warm and cheerful old man. Students often go to him. The only hobby of the old man is to drink two cups. The human body needs eight glasses of water every day. The old man often replaces water with wine. The students are surprised by the wine. The old man is dizzy about how to do security work every day. The old man laughed and said that a set of drunken fists can fool you.

Today the old man drank too much again, and drunkenly talked nonsense to Xie Wenjun. He came and went with just one sentence: Come on, let's have a...a couple of mouthfuls.

"It's finally here, what are you talking about?" Xie Wenjun's expression changed, "You... are here too."

Yuan Jia proudly jumped out from behind Zheng Gang and Li Qiang, and said with a smile, "If you want to get rid of me, there is no way. I want to monitor whether you are doing bad things."

"What are you doing, we are going to a friend's house," Xie Wenjun glared at Li Qiang, hoping he would explain, "Li... Qiang?"

Li Qiang wept bitterly: "Yuan Jia turned my air valve, I can't leave."

"She also took my bicycle key." Zheng Gang added.

Xie Wenjun shook his head, with a helpless expression on his face: "Let's go, hurry up, there are still many things to do."

The old school security burped: "Want... to go? Come on, take...a couple of bites."

……

Everyone is dizzy.

The four of them rode two bicycles on the road. The bicycle repair stall was only at the entrance of Liu Hua's alley. Yuan Jia gave full play to her tigress and snatched Zheng Gang's two-six men's bike and let Xie Wenjun sit behind it forever. Li Qiang Only carrying Zheng Gang, reluctantly let the beloved "Giant pony" roll all the way.

"This bike is really hard to ride," Yuan Jia said, "Why don't you ride the bike yourself?"

"Why do I still ride when I have a dedicated driver? Zheng Gang drives me to and from school every day, hey... be careful."

Xie Wenjun finally couldn't help it after falling several times in a row: "Please let me drive you, don't torture me."

Yuan Jia nodded shyly and sat on it. This was her first time riding a boy's bicycle. After sitting on it, her hands were at a loss, and she felt inappropriate to put it anywhere.

Can I hold his waist?Yuan Jia didn't know how she came up with such an idea, two blushes immediately appeared on her cheeks, revealing two shallow dimples.

Help or not?The deer bumped against Yuan Jia's chest, her heart was beating faster and faster, help if you want, silly girl, Yuan Jia comforted herself, and slowly placed her slender fingers on the boy's waist with trembling fingers.

Xie Wenjun felt an electric current flooding his whole body. After being electrified, his whole body was refreshed and pleasant. The wind blows the girl's long hair onto the boy's arm, making it tickle and tantalizing.

This is also the first time for a boy to ride a bicycle with a girl. It was the first time he had such a wonderful feeling. He thought that he would fire the dedicated driver and ride by himself. Because he was in a good mood, Xie Wenjun unconsciously hummed "Sweet Love" "Honey", didn't Liming carry Maggie Cheung in the same way.

(End of this chapter)