It was Tuesday and it was time for school. Ma Biao had come early today and was hiding in his drawer to look at something. As soon as Qin Lang sat down in the classroom, Ma Biao glared at him and continued reading. He was not reading a textbook, but a novel called " The Plum in the Golden Vase."
Ma Biao knew that this book was forbidden, so he did not dare to read it openly. He could only hide and read it. As he watched, a strange smile appeared on his face.
Qin Lang ignored him. Today's first class was politics. Although no one would listen, he still had to take out his politics textbook. This was basic respect for a teacher. Qin Lang had always thought so.
After rummaging through the desk drawer for a long time, he actually didn't find any political books. This made Qin Lang anxious.
Finally, when it was almost time for class, Qin Lang figured out where the textbook had gone.
She turned around and glanced at Ma Biao, who was still reading a novel.
"Ma Biao, take out my book.”Qin Lang stretched out his hand. He muttered in his heart,'No wonder this kid came so early today. It turns out that he wants to trip me up.'”
Ma Biao was unhappy and pushed Qin Lang's hand away." Who took your politics book?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Biao felt as if he had said something wrong.
Qin Lang smiled calmly." I didn't say that it was a political book, right? You let it slip, damn fatty!" The last sentence of Fatty's scolding was very light. He didn't want others to hear it and let Ma Biao have a hold on him. Then, he would sue him for "casually insulting a classmate."
Ma Biao was so angry that his face turned red and his neck turned thick. He couldn't flare up because other than him, no one else heard Qin Lang scold him. "I said I didn't take it. Can you still beat me up? I'm not done with you last time!”
"Don't be angry. It's fine if you didn't take it." Qin Lang said with a smile. I might have left my book at home." Although he said that, he was thinking in his heart,"I'll teach you a lesson later!"”
When the bell rang, Qin Lang lay on the table and pretended to sleep. Ma Biao saw that he was asleep, so he didn't have any taboos and boldly read his book," The Plum in the Golden Vase."
The teacher who taught politics was an old teacher in his fifties. He would retire in a few years, so the school was understanding and let him teach politics.
The political teacher's surname was Huang, and his hairstyle was similar to Old Li's. They were both " extremely smart " talents. He was short, but his coaching attitude was very serious. He flipped open his textbook and shouted for the students to stand up. In the end, only four and a half students could still stand up. The reason why there were only four and a half students was because there was a student whose butt had left the bench, but his head was still lying on the table.
This brother probably went online all night last night.
Teacher Huang sighed and waved for everyone to sit down. Then she picked up a chalk and wrote a title on the blackboard-The influence of ancient Chinese culture on modern people's thinking.
No one was listening to this class, and Qin Lang didn't sleep either. His illness of excessive Yang Qi was cured, and he didn't feel sleepy anymore. Qin Lang secretly circulated the true energy in his body during class. Last time, he only circulated it for a short period of time, and his true energy had increased to a certain extent. According to Qin Lang's understanding, the more true energy there was, the better. Therefore, he had to seize every moment to cultivate.
Teacher Huang's saliva flew everywhere while she was sleeping soundly. He said," Everyone knows about the Four Great Classics of China. " They are Water Margins, Journey to the West, Dream of the Red Chamber, Romance of the Three Kingdoms…" Just as he was about to continue, Qin Lang suddenly raised his hand and stood up. He shouted,"Teacher! I have a question."
Teacher Huang was shocked and rubbed her chest. Ever since he started teaching politics, no student had ever raised their hand and stood up.
Then, a smile appeared on Old Huang's face because he knew that there were still students listening to the lecture.
The rest of the students looked at each other, not understanding what Qin Lang wanted to do. The horse specimen thought that Qin Lang had fallen asleep, but when Qin Lang suddenly called out, it was so frightened that it almost jumped up. It hurriedly put away the novel and pressed it under its hand.
Old Huang patted the chalk dust off his hand." This student, if you have any questions, just ask.”
Qin Lang ruffled his hair and looked puzzled. "Teacher, just now you said that the Four Great Classics are Water Margins, Journey to the West, Dream of the Red Chamber, and Romance of the Three Kingdoms. I just don't understand."
Old Huang was a little excited." What don't you understand? Just ask. Teacher is here!"”
Qin Lang smiled and said," I have a book here. It's also from ancient times. I just don't know if it's a famous work. Why don't I show it to you?"”
Old Huang didn't understand what Qin Lang meant, and Ma Biao didn't understand either, but he was on guard. He knew that Qin Lang wouldn't ask such a question for no reason.
Ma Biao might have been afraid, so he pressed the book under his hand even tighter.
" What book is it?" Old Huang was interested and asked." Take a look. Which book is it?"”
Qin Lang twirled his hair, and his face suddenly revealed joy. His eyes were fixed on the novel in Ma Biao's hand. Ma Biao was shocked. Just as he was guessing what Qin Lang wanted to do, Qin Lang had already reached out to take the book.
"What? This is mine!" Ma Biao shouted, desperately protecting the Golden Lotus.
Qin Lang chuckled." It won't kill you to borrow it." Don't be so stingy."
Before Ma Biao could react, Qin Lang pulled hard and Ma Biao's hand was empty. And the novel was also in Qin Lang's hands.
Raising it high, Qin Lang ran to the podium and said,"Teacher, this is the book! It was written in classical Chinese, and Ma Biao read it every day. When he read it, he would laugh out loud. I think it should also be an ancient masterpiece, right?”
When Ma Biao heard this, he scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously. He thought to himself, I'm finished! It's over!"
Although his uncle was the Director of the Education Bureau, Teacher Huang would not listen to his uncle. He was famous for being impartial. He might drag her to the teaching office later and record her once.
However, on second thought, today's incident was caused by Qin Lang. If he got a demerit later, he would definitely get his uncle to teach Qin Lang a lesson.
Old Huang's eyesight wasn't very good, and the words in the novel were the kind of " artistic handwriting " that was crooked. It took him a long time to read a word. As she looked at it, she asked Qin Lang," This is gold, right?"”Qin Lang just nodded.
Ma Biao was anxious like an ant on a hot pan. All the students were also interested. Their gazes were burning as they wanted to see what Qin Lang was up to.
"This word, read the bottle?" Old Yellow asked again. Qin Lang still nodded.
After a long time, Old Huang had a hard time reading. Finally, he saw the last word clearly. He happily slammed the book on the table and read the first two words together. "Golden Lotus!"
Everyone was stunned at first, and then there was an uproar!
Zhang Xiaohua was laughing so hard that he bent forward and backward. He pointed at Ma Biao's nose and said,"Fatty Ma, do you only watch this every day? No wonder you look more and more haggard recently!”However, she had also exposed one thing. The fact that the person who had read this book would be so haggard meant that she had also read this book before.
However, no one laughed at Zhang Xiaohua. Everyone only cared about laughing at Ma Biao.
Old Huang was stunned by everyone's reaction. It took him a long time to recover." What's going on? What was going on? Isn't it just a Golden Lotus? What was so funny? " Really…" As he spoke, Old Huang felt that something was wrong. He suddenly turned around and looked at the novel on the desk. He was furious." Whose book is this?"!”
Immediately, everyone laughed until they were out of breath again. Ma Biao's face turned ashen, angry and annoyed.
Qin Lang pretended to be confused and asked,""Teacher Huang, isn't this book an ancient masterpiece? Even if it's not, you don't have to be so angry. Being angry is bad for your body.”Qin Lang looked concerned and even helped Old Huang to stroke his heaving chest.
Old Huang held Qin Lang's hand and said excitedly,""This isn't a famous work at all. Tell me, whose book is it?”
"This…should be Student Ma Biao's. I saw that he didn't leave his hand during class just now.”
"Who is Ma Biao? Stand up!" Old Yellow was furious, but the angrier he was, the more tragic Ma Biao's fate would be.
The students below also gave Old Huang face. When they heard Old Huang's words, they all looked at Ma Biao, who had a complicated expression on his face.
"Ma Biao, come out with me!" Old Huang roared, then flung his sleeves and left the classroom.
Ma Biao also lowered his head and followed him out. He had just taken two steps when Old Huang suddenly appeared at the door again. He rushed into the classroom and hurriedly took the book, pointing at the students below and saying,"This is not some ancient masterpiece. No one is allowed to read it! Contained!"
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A few days later, on the school field, in front of the head of the stage, the loudspeaker hanging on the flag pole announced in a hoarse voice," This Monday, Ma Biao, a student from Grade 12 Class 2, did not listen carefully in class and peeked at unhealthy books. His behavior was quite bad, and the whole school was notified. I hope that Ma Biao will take this as a warning and not do it again.”
"Ma Biao, a student from Grade 12 Class 2, did not listen carefully in class this Monday and peeked at unhealthy books. His behavior was quite bad, and the whole school was notified. I hope that Ma Biao will take this as a warning and not do it again.”
"Ma Biao, a student from Grade 12 Class 2, did not listen carefully in class this Monday and peeked at unhealthy books. His behavior was quite bad, and the whole school was notified. I hope that Ma Biao will take this as a warning and not do it again.”
After three consecutive notices, Qin Lang was a little disappointed. Ma Biao's matter should have been more serious. He should have been given a demerit, but the school only gave him one notice. He was clearly protecting her a lot on account of his uncle.
However, he was not discouraged. There was still a month before the college entrance examination. As long as he had the chance to meet Ma Biao before the college entrance examination, he had many ways to deal with him! Revenge was what a real man should do. Qin Lang had always thought so.
Today was Friday again, so Qin Lang was in a good mood. Firstly, it was Saturday tomorrow, so he could see Wu Shuili again. Secondly, Ma Biao had been notified by the whole school. He had received some interest for insulting Wu Shuili last time.
She hummed a tune as she walked out of the school. Although it was already afternoon, the sun was still very strong. Qin Lang twisted the collar of his T-shirt. He couldn't stand such weather. He went to the entrance of a small shop by the road and took out a few coins. "Boss, two bottles of iced red tea!"
He downed a bottle in one go, but it still didn't quench his thirst. Just as he was about to drink the second bottle, a few hooligans suddenly walked over from behind Qin Lang. He glanced at them from the corner of his eyes, and they also glanced at Qin Lang.
One of the hooligans with wine-red hair deliberately glared at Qin Lang and shouted,"Boss, give me twenty bottles of iced red tea!”
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