Zhu Na saw a different emotion in Chen Chu, a hint of passion in her eyes, after all, the two had been intimate. But this passion was fleeting and disappeared.
Chen Chu somewhat understood what this meant. The passion stemmed from the physical intimacy between the two. It was natural for a man and a woman to feel passion after physical contact, and it was also natural for the passion to fade quickly, since he was currently penniless.
If she comes from a good family and has money, Zhu Na will have face, and others will envy her, saying that she found a good partner. Even if she is someone's mistress, she will still have face.
At this moment, Chen Chulu turned around and walked out of the wall, quickly went to the convenience store, bought some dates and other snacks, then turned back and saw that Fang Yangyang was indeed still leaning against the wall in the corridor, so he quickly stuffed the things into her hands.
Fang Yangyang rolled her eyes at him and said she didn't want the heavy plastic bag, but she felt warm inside.
Chen Chu said in a low voice, "Does it still hurt down there? Eat some dates to help with the blood flow. I didn't mean to do what happened yesterday. We were both drunk and things just happened without us realizing it. It was all my fault. If anything happens, I'll take responsibility..."
Fang Yangyang bit her lip. Seeing that Chen Chu spoke very sincerely, she forgave him somewhat. After all, the two had met through Jin Xing's introduction and were considered to be dating. Moreover, they had even made love in the wild on the way. Although it was their butts that were rough, it was still considered intimate.
She knew her hymen would break sooner or later. She looked at Chen Chu; he was dressed plainly, but his face and body were clean, and he even smelled faintly of perfume, unlike the earthy smell of those rural boys.
And she had thought about it for a long time. She did sleep with Liu He yesterday. Maybe when she got up to pee, she was still groggy and went into the wrong room, ending up in Chen Chu's room. They ended up sleeping together, and Liu He found out, so she left because she was embarrassed...
Fang Yangyang blushed, opened a bag of dates, and ate one. Although she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, her mother had told her that women should eat more eggs and dates to replenish their bodies after "that time".
Moreover, Chen Chu was quite thoughtful; there were eggs and such inside. Chen Chu chuckled and said, "Eat the eggs while they're hot. I just bought them at the shop; they're freshly boiled tea eggs..." Fang Yangyang blushed, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "Annoying..." Then she went back to class with a red face.
Chen Chu let out a breath, and this scene was witnessed by many students, but Chen Chu's skin was now as thick as a city wall, and he thought to himself, what can you do if you see this?
Zhu Na and Lu Xiaoqiao both had a strange hostility in their eyes. Chen Chu wondered to himself, could this be jealousy? ...Ignoring all that, he went straight back to the classroom.
In the morning, during the hygiene inspection, Zhu Na walked ahead while Chen Chu strolled leisurely. Back in the classroom, at the end of self-study, many students were talking about how their homeroom teacher, Wang Xia, was being transferred and might not be coming to class for a while.
Chen Chu thought about it for a moment and realized it made sense. As the saying goes, people strive for higher positions and water flows downhill. Wang Xia had said before that her husband was an editor at a newspaper, and if he could pull some strings with someone in the Education Bureau, he could get her transferred to a high school in Hancheng or even to No. 3 Middle School to be a teacher. Naturally, her treatment would be different.
Needless to say, teachers can earn over a thousand yuan a month just from the red envelopes they receive from students' parents. But in this lousy school, they don't even get a fart, and their monthly salary is only a few hundred yuan...
Moreover, Wang Xia had said that she would try her best to transfer to a high school, and then let Chen Chu go to that high school as well.
At this moment, Chen Chu pondered for a moment. After all, he was only sixteen years old. Although he had experienced a lot, and perhaps had been with more women than many people had in their entire lives, he still didn't have a direction in his mind. What should he do in the future? Should he stay in the countryside? Of course not. Go to school? And then what?
Ji Yang fought Yan San for him, and Jin Xing was willing to go to great lengths for his brothers. Even when Ma Huaqiang and his gang heard that he was in trouble, they still grabbed their weapons and fought back.
Chen Chu gradually felt that he was bound together with these people, and that life was only complete when he had brothers. Life with women was joyful, but life with brothers was passionate and exhilarating.
As Chen Chu was pondering this, the bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class. He spent half the class thinking but couldn't figure anything out. He drifted aimlessly until noon when the teachers gave their lessons, which were all rather perfunctory.
The news of Wang Xia's transfer spread like wildfire. Teachers also started asking for leave, complaining of headaches, buttock pain, breast pain, or anything else. They would then go to the Education Bureau to pull strings, all wanting to be transferred away. It wasn't just the teachers; even the principal wanted to leave.
The town's middle school is like the county hospital; it's on the verge of collapse.
Looking at the pile of bricks at the back of the classroom that were used to build the stove every winter, and the stove pipes that were blackened by coal smoke, Chen Chu couldn't help but wonder if they would still be usable this winter.
He couldn't help but feel a little lost, thinking back to how happy he used to be, with his classmates gathered around the fireplace, listening to the teacher's lectures. Perhaps happiness can only be called happiness when it's something we can't have in the past...
Chen Chu was pondering this when Ma Xiaohe suddenly ran over and said, "Chen Chu, something bad has happened! Someone's coming to beat you up!"
"Hmm?" Chen Chu frowned and asked, "Who? Where are they?"
Ma Xiaohe, with his chubby cheeks, said, "They're outside the school! There seem to be thirty or forty of them!"
Chen Chu was stunned, thinking to himself, "How come this kid is talking so unreliably? Thirty or forty people? What a load of rubbish!"
Just then, Wang Wei ran into the classroom and said, "Chen Chu, someone's calling you out. There are quite a few people over there..."
Chen Chu felt dizzy, thinking to himself, "This is fucking real."
He then smiled calmly and walked out. Wang Wei disappeared in a flash. Chen Chu didn't pay any attention, but Ma Xiaohe followed beside him.
The two walked to the base of the wall and looked outside. Chen Chu was a little confused, thinking, "Damn! It can't be that bad! Who the hell did I offend?" There was a bunch of heads. Ma Xiaohe's estimate of thirty people was an understatement. Chen Chu counted them quickly and there were nearly forty people, mostly with long hair.
Damn it! How can so many people play a single game?! We might as well just let them kick us out.
Chen Chu thought to himself, "I can't stay here, or I'll definitely get beaten up." Suddenly, he remembered the 'sling' he had buried against the wall before.
The 'nail' is also called a knife. It is conical with a deep blood groove in the middle, somewhat similar to a triangular military knife. It belonged to Old Scar. He took it from Old Scar and buried it at the base of the wall.
Chen Chu couldn't help but recall what Old Zhang had told him that morning, something about always being patient and never acting impulsively...
I thought Old Zhang's guess was probably pretty accurate, but there's no way to avoid this kind of thing. Just like Yan San, if you don't beat him up, he'll keep going on and on. You can only fight him unless you give in. If you're bullied every day, then you're going to risk everything. Either Yan San or I, Chen Chu, will end up in the hospital. Being bullied is a permanent thing.
If these people back down today, they could even attack my home.
Damn it! Chen Chu's mind raced. He walked to the spot where the dagger was buried against the wall, kicked at the dirt, then dug it out with a stick. He didn't know who the other person was. Anyway, he didn't care who they were today. As long as he did it, he was going all out. Kill one, get one; kill two, get a pair! You can't hesitate in a fight, or you'll just be destined to be bullied...
Chen Chu took out a dagger, removed the dirt from it, and then pulled out the cloth bag. A gleaming, sharp knife with a deep blood groove, two feet long, revealed its sharpness, like a sword being drawn from its sheath, flashing with cold light.
Just then, Chen Chu heard a cracking sound above his head, followed by a large tree branch falling directly onto his head with a loud thud, leaving Chen Chu dizzy and disoriented. He thought to himself, "Damn it, those guys are so inconsiderate, jumping over the wall and attacking without warning."
Chen Chu was a little dazed, his vision was spinning, when he heard Ma Xiaohe shout from above, "Chen Chu, is it thick enough?"
When Chen Chu opened his eyes, he saw Ma Xiaohe climbing up the tree, his arms still trying to pry the big tree branch down.
Just now, a large tea tree as thick as a bowl fell from above, and with its lush branches and leaves, the force of the fall hit Chen Chu directly on the head. Now, that brat Ma Xiaohe is still swaying.
Chen Chu was so angry he almost choked. He thought to himself, "Why the hell did you have to break this thing?! I didn't get killed, but you almost smashed me to death."
Chen Chu couldn't help but shout at Ma Xiaohe in the tree, "What are you doing? Get down here!"
Ma Xiaohe agreed and slid down from the tree.
Everyone says that people in the countryside eat potatoes, cabbage, and radishes every day, and that the food isn't very nutritious. But Ma Xiaohe eats these things every day. His family doesn't even have rice; they just eat cornmeal, corn porridge, and pickled vegetables. Yet, he's already 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thick waist, looking like a hairless bear.
And he's really strong. Chen Chu couldn't beat him in an arm wrestling match with either hand. It's just that Ma Xiaohe is a bit simple-minded. At this moment, Ma Xiaohe scratched his head and chuckled, saying, "Well, aren't we going to fight those guys? You have a knife, but I don't have anything!"
As Ma Xiaohe spoke, he picked up the large tree stump and, in front of Chen Chu, began to break off the branches with his two large hands, like a bear's paws.
Some of the branches were as thick as a child's arm. The little tiger glared at them, grunted, let out a fart, and snapped them off with a crack.
Chen Chu felt dizzy and thought to himself, "Damn it, Ma Xiaohe, you're a real genius!"
In less than two minutes, a thick, long stick, as big as a small tree, had been completely stripped bare by Ma Xiaohe.
He grinned widely and laughed, "Chen Chu, look at me! We'll go out there and fucking gang up on them! Damn!"
Chen Chu's head was spinning. He looked at the two-foot-long dagger in his hand, then at the two-meter-long stick in Ma Xiaohe's hand, and thought, "If you swing this stick at me, you might kill me. Damn it, someone might die today!"