My Mate Makes Me Hate Studies Chapter 6

The afternoon break lasted for half an hour. As soon as the music for eye exercises started playing, some people in the classroom lay down to sleep, while others started to write papers.

There are a lot of homeworks for the second year of high school. The teachers of each subject are like they have just had a meeting. Basically, each course has one to three papers as homeworks. If you don't make good use of the time during lunch break and class break, you can't finish it if you just pile it up during evening self-study.

Jarvin Wen picked up a test paper at random, opened the pen cap and signed his name first, then threw away the pen and stood up.

Liam Zhao turned his head as if he had eyes on the back of his head, "Jarvin Wen, where are you going?"

"supermarket."

"Come on, come on, take me with you!" Liam Zhao responded actively, touching his school uniform pocket to make sure there was money inside. "I'm starving. The canteen limits the purchase of chicken legs to one at noon. Do they look down on the appetite of us who are in the sun at seven or eight o'clock? Jarvin Wen, are you not full either?"

Jarvin Wen nodded, and when he left his seat he found that his deskmate was missing again.

Ikeno, my deskmate, had almost no sense of existence. He slept in class and after class, as if he was working as a thief outside every night. It was too hard, and he had to make use of every minute and second of the day to make up for the sleep.

The school supermarket is far away. To go out from the Second Teaching Building, you have to first cross the main road between the Confucius statue and the basketball court, and then go around the library.

Liam Zhao loves to laugh, and has two dimples on the corners of his mouth when he laughs. He is very popular. He would greet acquaintances along the way when he came out of the second teaching building. Jarvin Wen is a man of few words, and he always talks to death. However, he still chatted with Jarvin Wen persistently. "I went to the office at noon to ask a math question, and found that Oliver Lao was working on a statistical curve chart of our class's grades. His eyes were almost on the computer screen. He was so serious."

Jarvin Wen: "Yes, he is very responsible."

"Yes, we are not even in the third year of high school yet, but Oliver Lao is already worried about our college entrance examination results. At this rate, our hairline will definitely not support us to graduate." Liam Zhao naggingly said, "Speaking of which, our school's college entrance examination results are not ranked among the best in the city, and our teaching quality is not the best in Mingnan, but if we compare our history and long history, our school can basically be the best in the country!"

He pretended to count with his fingers, and said with a little pride that he couldn't help but say, "The history of our school's site can be traced back to more than 2,000 years ago! Of course, it will be your school now and in the future. Look at the statue of Confucius, it has been standing there motionless for more than 300 years."

Jarvin Wen: "An old house and an old school, wouldn't it be easy for them to be haunted?"

... Liam Zhao clasped his hands together, "Donor, we have to go to evening self-study!"

The school supermarket is not big, but it has everything you need. You can find everything you need, from drinks, snacks to Band-Aids to pencil sharpeners.

Liam Zhao was really hungry, so he picked up two loaves of bread, a box of biscuits and a pack of milk. But they were not enough, so he stuffed a bottle of juice into his school uniform pocket.

Seeing that Xiao was standing in front of the shelf without moving, he went over to sell it to the public, "Look, that sandwich with bacon, it's delicious, a specialty of the Affiliated High School. If you don't buy it now, it will be gone soon."

Jarvin Wen reached out and took one, then bought an ink blue refill.

I didn't expect that after I finished queuing to pay and just walked out of the supermarket, the pen refill leaked ink and it was all over my hands.

Jarvin Wen has a slight obsession with cleanliness, "Is there a faucet nearby?"

Liam Zhao opened a piece of bread and was eating it. "Yes, yes, yes. There are a lot of people soaking noodles in the sink at the door. The oil is condensed at the bottom of the sink. It's so disgusting. I'll take you to the back of the supermarket. There are fewer people there and it's cleaner."

There were indeed few people behind the supermarket. A few sparrows were pecking at food on the ground. When they heard footsteps, they flapped their wings and flew away. The wash basin was a bit like a high-risk building, leaning against the wall. It might be washed away by a heavy rain one night.

Jarvin Wen turned on the rusty faucet, and after several "hissing" sounds, a stream of clear water flowed out of the pipe. He caught a glimpse of something in his peripheral vision, and when he turned his head, he saw someone climbing over the school wall.

With a few quick steps, he ran up, leaped, grabbed the stainless steel bar, and stood on it. With another push of his wrist, he jumped over and was outside the wall.

Jarvin Wen felt that the figure was very familiar. After thinking about it, he matched the person - it was his deskmate, Adrian Chi.

Climbing over the wall.

Adrian Chi also saw Jarvin Wen. From a distance, he put his middle finger and index finger together at the level of his eyebrows and saluted in the direction of Jarvin Wen in a gangster-like manner. With a curl of his lips, he jumped over the wall and walked out.

Jarvin Wen turned his gaze to Liam Zhao standing beside him, "Just now it was---"

Liam Zhao turned around and looked over: "What is it?"

Jarvin Wen: "Didn't you see it?"

Liam Zhao bit the straw and emphasized, "What did you see? I didn't see anything. Just now, there were just a few sparrows jumping on the ground. I even fed them two bites of bread crumbs."

Jarvin Wen: ...

Acting Oscar.

Primary schools now finish classes early in the afternoon. When Adrian Chi arrived at Ningyuan Primary School, everyone at the school gate had left. Only a security guard wrapped in a military coat was dozing in the message room.

Standing at the door of Grade 1 Class 3, Adrian Chi leaned lazily against the door frame, bent his fingers, and knocked on the green classroom door, "Lily, are you so diligent in doing your homework?"

Hearing the voice, Lily raised her head suddenly, and her pigtails swayed. After shouting "Brother!", her little brows frowned again.

There was no one in the classroom except Lily. Adrian Chi walked in and saw his sister stuffing a Barbie Princess pencil case into her schoolbag. "What's wrong? Who offended you?"

Lily held her schoolbag and said aggrievedly, "My little bow clip disappeared when I was running during physical education class."

"Are you upset about such a small thing?" Adrian Chi put his hand in his trouser pocket, took it out and made a fist, and put it in front of his sister, "Get ready and see clearly."

He spread out his hand, and in his palm was a small pink plastic bow clip.

Lily's eyes widened in surprise, "Brother, where did you find my clip?"

Still need to look for it? This little fool can lose eight or ten clips a week, so he went online to wholesale a hundred identical ones.

"Your brother has boundless magical powers." Adrian Chi reached out and picked up Lily's small water bottle, disdainfully, "Pink again?"

"Brother, this is the color you picked for me, the little princess color."

Lily carried her schoolbag and wore thick clothes, which made her look round and plump, making Adrian Chi feel like he was holding a pink yo-yo.

The motorcycle was parked outside the school. Ikeno put the smallest helmet on his sister, put on the black mask on his ears, and straddled the motorcycle with his long legs.

Lily climbed up skillfully and sat down, holding on to her brother's clothes, "Brother, how long did you get up this morning?"

Adrian Chi propped his legs on the curb, "Five o'clock, what's wrong?"

Lily stuck out her tongue, and said with a proud look of having been exposed, "You're lying. I got up to go to the bathroom and you were not home. I checked the time and it was three o'clock."

"You were confused and saw it wrongly. Maybe you didn't even get up to go to the bathroom. You were just dreaming."

Lily was so confused that she thought for a while and then suddenly realized, "It turns out that I didn't even get up to go to the bathroom last night!"

The food in the cafeteria of Mingnan High School was not very innovative. There were five menus per week, which were repeated throughout the semester. No one could stand it. The snack street next door became the most popular place.

The snack street is not wide, but it can accommodate all the snack stalls on both sides. The long stainless steel plates, natural gas tanks, and the stretched blue tarpaulin make up an appetizing store.

Sitting on the plastic stool, Liam Zhao ordered three plates of fried rice and recommended to Jarvin Wen, "The fried kimchi in this restaurant is really unique. I guarantee that if you eat it once, you will still remember the taste ten years later!"

Seeing that Liam Zhao was about to continue talking, Jarvin Wen already understood what he was saying and said to the boss, "Another order of fried kimchi."

Liam Zhao gave a thumbs up, "Donor, you know what's good!"

Connor Shangguan broke open the disposable chopsticks and added: "The donor is not a connoisseur, the donor thinks you talk too much."

Someone sat down at the empty table next door, with a loud, puberty laugh that sounded like a hacksaw grinding wood.

"Adrian Chi scolded me in physics class. Haha, his deskmate probably doesn't know that Adrian Chi is not a good person. The class next door has 42 people, why is there only 41 in our class? It's all because of Adrian Chi. He broke the person's legs and fractured his arm. What else? Yes, his spleen was ruptured! If he had been sent to the hospital two minutes later for rescue, he would have died."

As he spoke, he glanced at Jarvin Wen's table.

Another person continued, "If he was an adult, he would definitely be convicted of attempted murder, right? Otherwise, why didn't the teachers in the school dare to discipline him? They're worried that he would be beaten to death by Adrian Chi one day."

Liam Zhao slammed his chopsticks on the table, "They dare not speak to my face, but only gossip behind my back. Are they all eunuchs?"

Connor Shangguan said slowly: "You are insulting the eunuch."

The voice of the person on the other end was louder than before. "I still remember it clearly. I was in the first year of high school. I was in evening self-study when Adrian Chi suddenly kicked the door open like a madman. He held down Zhang Mingfeng and started to attack him. He looked ferocious and murderous." The person who spoke pretended to shrink his shoulders. "It was terrible."

When paying the bill, the person at the next table stood up and walked past Jarvin Wen with a malicious look on his face. He slowed down his tone and said, "You look like you are not as tough as Zhang Mingfeng. Be careful. One day, if you say something wrong, Adrian Chi might beat you to death."

Jarvin Wen took a step to the side, and asked in a cold voice, "Am I familiar with you?"

The other party's unfinished words were stuck in his throat.

After the people walked away, Liam Zhao spoke up, "Well, I was the desk mate of Brother Chi for a year and a half. Although he was often not in school, Brother Chi was not that kind of person. Although, although the beating was true."

The second half of the sentence was weaker---Liam Zhao has always been proud of his eloquence, but now he feels that the more he explains, the worse it gets.

Jarvin Wen was half a head taller than Liam Zhao. He lowered his eyes and asked, "Are you worried that I might misunderstand?"

Liam Zhao nodded vigorously, "Although it's not a misunderstanding, no, yes, a misunderstanding!"

Handing Liam Zhao fifteen yuan for the fried rice, Jarvin Wen said in his usual cold voice: "I have eyes and can see what kind of person he is."