Chapter 4: Mindlessness

As soon as class ended, Lin Jingyi got up and left the table to avoid suspicion, not even looking at Cheng Ming, and went to chat with her own tablemate.

There was one girl in the class who was sitting alone, and her cohort had dropped out of school to go home and get married and have a baby.

Lin Jingyi’s tablemate, Zhang Jiajia, went straight to join her, and Lin Jingyi could only make do with Cheng Ming, and the broken table was still left in place, looking somewhat appalling.

The master who repaired the desks and chairs was only there on Mondays for recess, and the worn out desks and chairs had to be moved over and replaced with new ones at that time.

While chatting, Lin Jingyi would still sneak a glance at Cheng Ming out of the corner of her eye, only to find that Cheng Ming was staring out the window.

Ming made it a point to warn and threaten Cheng Ming not to stare at her during class.

Now that Cheng Ming wasn’t looking at her, Lin Jingyi had another indescribable feeling in her heart.

If Cheng Ming knew what was going on inside her mind, he would definitely come up with a comment that women were just troublesome, no matter if they were big or small.

Only when class started did Lin Jingyi return to her seat, sitting on the far left side of the bench, far apart, not because she was afraid of Cheng Ming messing around, but as a gesture to others.

Her classmate just told her that you and Cheng Ming are sitting too close to each other. You guys aren’t in love, are you?

Lin Jingyi hurriedly shook her head in denial.

“I’m just kidding, why are you so nervous? It’s not like you’re looking for a real affair, is it?”

“Zhang Jiajia, you ninny begging for a beating.”

Lin Jingyi swung her little pink fist and hammered Zhang Jiajia.

Luckily, it was the last table and dead center near the trash can, so no one noticed the two just holding hands in class, which was an unfortunate blessing.

The second class is a math class, the class is supposed to be serious Lian Zhangyuan walked into the classroom with a black face, even Cheng Ming also played a hundred thousand spirit, do not dare to slack off, he does not want to eat the chalk head.

Even Zhang Yuan had all the people who had failed the exam questioned, and even Li Pan could not be spared, and he ended up not knowing a single question.

“Is your head filled with mush? Deserve to be beaten.”

Lian Zhang Yuan is notorious for his foul mouth, and when he catches smoking, which is against the school rules, he goes up and serves a big mouth.

Stories still circulate around the school about how he was fatally beaten with a sack over his head one night by a graduate with a grudge.

Most of the class was spent in questioning by Lian Zhangyuan, and the rest of the time was spent taking and coming to the paper.

A class passed like this, Lin Jingyi listened very carefully in this class, frowning, she is a standard liberal arts girl, English and language are good, math and physics struggles, this midterm exam is also just above the passing line.

“I’ve talked about this question eight hundred times, how come there’s still someone who got it wrong, raise your hand if you got this question wrong.” Lian Zhangyuan exasperatedly knocked on the blackboard and said.

Whenever this happened, Lin Jingyi would thankfully pat her chest and say, “Luckily I got this one right.”

Cheng Ming, like most boys, is good at math, but his English grades are a mess.

Though after years of neglecting school, a lot of math knowledge and formulas have been forgotten.

But the district junior high school math is still no pressure on Cheng Ming, before and after deduction, basically can think up.

Other subjects are a dime a dozen, especially the ones that require rote memorization.

If an exam were to come now, Cheng Ming’s results should be shocking.

The bell rings, along with the rousing march of the athletes, and it’s time to go to recess.

A skinny boy with glasses tapped Cheng Ming’s shoulder and said, “Cheng Ming, let’s go to the playground together.”

“Oh good.”

This boy is called Wang Hao, is considered Chen Yuan in the class more common language, after school will go to the black Internet cafes and arcade halls together to sneak around, but also will be exchanged for the game cassette tape of the game machine of the King of Fighters.

Or there was a time when Wang Hao was playing King of Games in the classroom with his deskmate, and Cheng Ming casually said, “You have a deck too.”

The two locked eyes and came to a duel.

There are two kinds of people who play with cards, one is extremely ungraceful tapping cards on the floor, lifting them up with the help of palm wind, or pecking them up with a slightly arched palm. But this kind of play not only hurts your hands, but also folds and crumples your beloved cards.

There is also a category of duelists like Cheng Ming and Wang Hao, who rely on the rules of dueling in cartoons.

Sometimes in order to get the rare cards they wanted from others and enhance the combat power of their decks, Cheng Ming and Wang Hao would roll up their sleeves and go down to the field to shoot cards and win the cards they wanted.

The domestic Game King cards were all pirated, which was something that Cheng Ming didn’t know until he grew up.

In this era, there are basically few imported goods that are genuine. Whether it’s computer systems, software, or games, they’re basically all cottage pirated or watered down.

The so-called playgrounds were a couple of concrete outdoor basketball courts, in disrepair, with potholes and cracks aplenty, and in the center of the basketball court sat two iron-blue brackets, from which volleyball nets were hung when necessary to transform the basketball court into a volleyball court.

Surrounding the basketball court is a circle of yellow dirt track, which is muddy and full of standing water when it rains, and farther away are stone tables for ping-pong and a variety of singles and doubles.

“Second set of radio gymnastics, the times are calling, ready to rise ……”

Cheng Ming has long forgotten all about the radio gymnastics, can only follow the front of the Wang Hao to do, follow the example, whether it is waving arms, or lifting the legs appear to be breathless, mental age has been thirty years old, he did this kind of gymnastics in addition to the awkward, or awkward.

It wasn’t Monday, there was no principal’s speech, and there were no awards or vacation announcements.

But that didn’t stop the vice principal from giving the whole school a few more minutes in the sun.

“Summer is coming, the weather is getting hot, students must not swim in the river privately ……”

It’s a cliché, but it’s said every year, and yet every year there are accidents involving students swimming in the river.

The city was fine, for one thing, there were more entertainment for kids, and then there was a swimming pool. It’s expensive and poor service, but it’s a place to go.

Recess was dismissed and the flow of people headed partly toward the school building and partly toward the cafeteria and kiosk.

“Cheng Ming, want to go buy some snacks? Next class is music class.” Wang Hao proposed and said.

“No way.”

By junior year, music and art existed in name only, and were essentially left to the students for study hall, with the main teacher taking up study hall from time to time to fill in the gaps for the students.

Physical education classes in middle school survived because of the physical education midterm.

Cheng Ming took out the cash in his pocket, good guy, a total of twenty-three dollars and fifty cents.

That amount of money might have been enough for a pretty much okay takeout meal before the rebirth.

But in these days of a dime a chili bar and two lard candies, it can be a lot of money.

Cheng Ming has always had a lot of pocket money and his family is considered well-off.

During the time Mom and Dad were having relationship problems, the family didn’t build a fire or cook a meal, and he was given a straight allowance to take his sister out to a restaurant.

The music teacher is He Dan, a college student who came to Nanming No. 5 Middle School for an internship. She looks young and pretty and is well liked by the students.

Especially the male students who were in the throes of love had little resistance to such big sisters with a faint perfume odor.

At least to an older man like Cheng Ming, who was actually thirty years old, it was a woman like He Dan who looked more eye-catching than a junior high school girl who couldn’t tell her front from her back.

Cheng Ming accidentally looked at He Dan more than once, turning the pen in his hand, very cozy.

Having just been reborn, he hadn’t sorted out many relationships yet, and his head was very messy and cluttered.

Don’t know what to do other than the imperative matter of going home to see my sister.

Cheng Ming’s bright and open peering all fell in Lin Jingyi’s eyes, and she puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, glancing at He Dan and then down at her own breasts before letting out a long sigh.

Little girls are the least confident about their appearance, especially when they go to compare themselves to mature women.

With the case of homeroom teacher Ryu Baiken and her wife in front of her in the classroom, Lin Jingyi has her first crisis with the opposite sex.

Though early love has always been something that parents and schools shy away from.

But the more taboo it is the more people want to touch and cross the line.

Being assigned to the same class as Cheng Ming in her junior year, Lin Jingyi’s heart was actually very happy.

The two were in the same class from kindergarten through elementary school until they were split up in junior high school, after which they were not as close as they were before.

As long as they were in the same class, they could go back to their old relationship, right? This was Lin Jingyi’s initial naïve thought, and seeing as the entire junior high school was coming to an end, the two of them still hadn’t made the slightest progress in their relationship.

Just when Lin Jingyi was at a loss, after eight years, Lin Jingyi and Cheng Ming were once again at the same table, the last time was in the first grade.

This is a godsend! It can’t be put off any longer.

Lin Jingyi stealthily pinched Cheng Ming’s thigh flesh and said with a stern face, “Hurry up and do your homework, don’t be looking at Ms. He, or I’ll tell Ms. He and your parents.”

“It’s this trick again, can you get some new tricks.” Cheng Ming, who was in pain, squinted one eye and laughed helplessly.

“Against you, using this move is enough.”

What Cheng Ming doesn’t know is that the reborn man who came back changed his childhood friend’s mind unknowingly just by looking at other women.