Recurrence of the Unwanted Chapter 5

The first dream in the new dormitory was occupied by a guy who was reading out dishes late at night, so much so that when Aiden King sat up in a daze in the morning, the echo of "steamed lamb" was still in his head.

Then something heavy fell with a bang, and the ceiling shook.

"Get up! Get up, brothers! There are still minus three minutes before class starts! The speaker in our room is broken!" Gao Gao roared while charging towards the door. The slapping sound of slippers echoed in the empty corridor.

Aiden King: "......"

There were four people in the room. Zhang Xi's quilt was neatly folded, and it was obvious that he had left long ago. The remaining three repeaters all woke up late, and Ethan Cole was even more showy than him. He squinted his eyes and set a ten-minute countdown, then lay down and continued to snore.

On the first day of senior year, Aiden King swam to the classroom door with half-closed eyes. Yesterday's Teacher Jacob Thompson was standing on the podium.

"Hello everyone, my last name is Ma, and I'm your class teacher."

The classroom was noisy. He waved his hand and said, "Most of the people in my class are seniors from Yingzhong. They should all know me, right? Well, I'll tell you the truth. It's a waste of energy to teach a class of seniors. I originally wanted to stay away from seniors and stay healthy for two years in the first grade."

There was a chuckle in the classroom, and Lao Ma sighed, "You were so good at calculating, but who could have thought that you seniors would cry and jump off the building one by one? I'm telling you, can you be more mature?"

The much-publicized attempted jumping case yesterday seemed like just a joke after he talked about it.

Aiden King woke up and looked at the podium through the glass door.

Lao Ma is a charming middle-aged man. There is always gentleness in his eyes. He speaks slowly and with some ups and downs. Holding the teacup in his hand, he acts as if no matter how big the problem is, it is nothing.

"Report."

A careless voice suddenly sounded beside my ear.

Aiden King was startled. Ethan Cole stood beside him without him noticing. His black hair was a little messy from not waking up yet, his shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his shoes were spotlessly white.

Aiden King took a quick look at the shoes. There were three green, red and green stripes on the side. It was an expensive brand and Li Jingyi often bought them.

Ethan Cole turned around and smiled at him, "Morning, young man."

Aiden King's face was covered with frost. "If you get startled again, you'll be ruined."

"Is it as useless as yesterday?" Ethan Cole sighed, "Then I'm looking forward to it."

"How come you're still chatting when you're late?" Lao Ma waved helplessly, "You two just happen to sit at the same table, come in quickly."

As soon as the word "deskmate" came out of his mouth, Aiden King felt his whole body stiffen.

Ethan Cole sighed and squeezed past him, "What a coincidence, deskmate."

"......"

The only two empty seats were in the last row by the window. Aiden King walked in, and Ethan Cole sat down next to him, unpacking his schoolbag that was so deflated that the front and back were stuck together.

There were three things in total - a notebook with 90% of it torn off, a fountain pen, and a piece of rice cake. The rice cake was still hot, with small drops of condensation on the plastic bag.

Everyone went up to the stage to introduce themselves. Aiden King looked at the stage nonchalantly, and in his peripheral vision someone opened a bag of rice cakes.

A piece of excellent rice cake, hot and steaming, embedded with dates and walnuts, exuding a faint sweet fragrance.

People who don't eat breakfast feel depressed.

Aiden King took out a book called "Principles of Dynamics" with a cold face. Just as he opened it, a piece of white tissue fell and landed on the page.

"What are you going to do now?" He glared at the guy who always threw paper in front of people.

Ethan Cole cut the rice cake in half through the bag, breaking it into four and six parts with shaking hands. He hesitated for a moment, then with a look of heartache, he dropped the "six" on the paper towel in front of Aiden King, lowered his head, pinched the "four", and stuffed it all into his mouth.

Aiden King was stunned for two seconds.

This guy, who wears shoes worth thousands of dollars, is so poor that he has to earn extra money from thugs. He squats on the ground in the middle of the night to eat sugar cakes and fills his stomach by reading out the names of dishes and imagining them... and I shared most of my breakfast with him.

Aiden King couldn't help imagining the plot of the TV series, a billionaire went bankrupt and went to jail, a young master was down and out on the street fighting with beggars for food...

He came to his senses and said hesitantly, "I'm not hungry."

"Eat, it's cooler when you're full." Ethan Cole muttered as he chewed, "I wanted to sleep a little longer, but I can hear your stomach growling while I'm lying in bed. Do you want to eat my steamed lamb?"

Aiden King was speechless again.

"I still want to eat your pine cake." He said with a pout, and after hesitating for a moment, he reached out to pick up the rice cake, lowered his head and took a bite.

Very delicate rice aroma, sweet and slightly chewy. Red dates and walnuts are in this half, and the taste is very layered.

"It's delicious, right?" Ethan Cole asked naturally.

Aiden King paused, nodded after a while, and then said thank you after a while.

The guy next to me chuckled again, but I didn't know what he was laughing at.

Since the establishment of Yingzhong, senior high school students have always been divided into classes according to their academic performance. This is the first year that a special repeater class has been opened, with students with high and low grades being placed together.

Noah Carter, the boy who was speaking on the podium, was a tough guy. He came back to repeat his freshman year. He scored 689 and was admitted to a certain university's chemistry department, the weakest major in a top university. He knew three months ago that he had failed to change his major, but he took advantage of the fact that he had studied for two years and decided to go back to school to start over.

The boy across the aisle to Ethan Cole's right is called Song Yangyang. His family runs a local skewers shop. He is already in his fifth year of high school. He has improved his score by 20 points in his first year of study. If he keeps up the pace, he will be able to get into a top university next year, so he plans to try again.

When he finished speaking and came down, everyone looked at him with admiration, as if they were looking at the Five Heroes of Langya Mountain.

The self-introductions went on very quickly, and soon it was their turn. Connor Reeves, who jumped off the building yesterday, was sitting at the table in front of Aiden King, and his deskmate went up first.

"Hello everyone, my name is Dylan Scott. I got 565 in the college entrance examination this year, which is the first-tier score. Because I was too greedy for the false reputation of 211, I tiptoed to apply for K University and obeyed the transfer to the forensic department."

There was silence for two seconds, and then a burst of uncontrollable laughter broke out.

Dylan Scott sighed, "I am convinced. I don't have any lofty ambitions to repeat a year. I hope I can embrace youth and stay away from corpses next year! Thank you everyone!"

Dylan Scott came down and Connor Reeves stood up.

The classroom suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at him and he walked to the front with his head down.

Standing on the stage, Connor Reeves first bowed 90 degrees to Lao Ma.

"That's enough." Old Ma said with a faint smile.

Connor Reeves slowly walked to the podium and said, "Hello everyone, my name is Connor Reeves."

The room was quiet, even those who were spinning their pens stopped and just looked at him.

Connor Reeves lowered his eyes and looked at the podium.

"I used to be in Class 3, which ranked around 55th in the academic year. Those who have repeated their studies at Yingzhong know Class 3, the second-best class for science. They can all get into the top 985 universities, but they are always suppressed by the 50 students in Class 4 and have no chance of getting into the top universities."

The brother on the podium was obviously about to have a heart-to-heart talk with everyone, a moment full of sentimentality, but Aiden King speechlessly discovered that Ethan Cole had laid down again, obviously intending to catch up on some sleep.

Connor Reeves whispered, "Some people say that the students in our class are down-to-earth, but not smart enough. I have always disagreed. But when I entered the examination room, I realized that not only are their brains not smart enough, but their psychological quality is also poor. Have you ever had the experience of your brain getting stuck, getting nervous, and the more nervous you get, the more stuck you get, and then your rhythm is completely messed up?"

Some people nodded below.

Connor Reeves smiled bitterly, "I usually get at least 120 in math. This year's questions were difficult, and I didn't know how to answer three consecutive multiple-choice questions. I was stuck for nearly 40 minutes. I left half of the math questions blank, and got 83. I was upset in the science section, and got 60 points less than usual. All together, it was just right, and I was two points below the key university line."

The classroom was dead silent. Connor Reeves looked up and said self-deprecatingly, "I got the policy for self-recruitment last year. N University was lowered to the key university line."

The previous lighthearted laughter disappeared, and an invisible haze enveloped everyone in the room.

Connor Reeves sighed softly and said, "Maybe the college entrance examination is really a mirror that will allow you to discover weaknesses that you never knew existed. I really wanted to die yesterday, but now I really want to work hard with everyone for another year! Listen to Lao Ma, tempering makes steel. If I didn't make it last year, I will definitely make it this year."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath amid the applause and suddenly headed in the direction of Aiden King.

Aiden King suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

What’s even more infuriating is that Ethan Cole, who had just slept for a few minutes, suddenly woke up and looked at Connor Reeves seriously along with everyone else.

Connor Reeves bowed deeply to Aiden King from a distance, "Thank you, great god, for saving my life. Let's make progress together in the new senior year."

Amid the applause, there were also voices of discussion, all of them were talking about what happened yesterday.

Ethan Cole looked at Aiden King with a smile, and Aiden King asked in a low voice, "Were you there yesterday?"

"Yes." Ethan Cole sighed, "I wanted to give him a kick to send him off, but I was a step too slow and your Peppa Pig got there first."

"That's not Peppa Pig." Aiden King was even more helpless.

Lao Ma said, "I'm already thanking the great god, so please come up and introduce yourself."

Ethan Cole immediately stood up and gave way to him upon hearing this, so Aiden King had no choice but to walk up to the podium with a depressed look on his face.

"My name is Aiden King," he said, trying hard not to curl his lips, "I'm here to repeat my grade at the Affiliated High School."

"How many points did you get in the college entrance examination?" someone asked in a low voice.

Aiden King didn't answer. If he reported his scores, he would be asked why he repeated the grade, which made him annoyed.

"Let's make progress together this year," he said, and then walked off the stage.

Old Ma smiled and looked at Ethan Cole, "There is only one student left."

Just as Aiden King was walking back, Ethan Cole stood up and said, "Let's not go up. Let's talk here."

The students in front of him turned around one after another, and the indifferent smile on his face faded, replaced by a cold and sharp look, as if he was someone who could not be provoked.

"Ethan Cole." he said.

His black eyes swept across the classroom with scrutiny and sharpness, and then he suddenly smiled, like a spring breeze in March, blowing gently by, and the rest was icy enough to make people feel a chill in their hearts.

"This year, my college entrance examination score was 192, and I was admitted to H City Electrical Engineering College."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Ethan Cole didn't care at all. He rolled up the sleeves that had fallen to his forearms and raised the corners of his lips. "My ideal for repeating a grade is to maintain my grades and take the entrance exam to this school again next year."

The classroom was quiet, and even the worldly-wise Old Ma was stunned for a moment.

......

The first day of school was not peaceful for various reasons.

Repeaters are not as simple as freshmen. They are competitive in both overt and covert ways. Those with a bad mentality will focus on solving questions from morning to night and ignore everyone.

Aiden King didn't want to attend the class, so he read a book on the principles of dynamics all day. Ethan Cole slept on the table, occasionally waking up to play with his mobile phone, which was also the latest model.

Before the last class in the afternoon, Lao Ma walked in and said, "Everyone knows about the increase in accommodation fees, right? We communicated with parents a week in advance. There are still a few who haven't paid in full. It's best to pay in full today."

Ethan Cole, who was lying on the table, moved, changed his position, and continued to lie there.

When the bell rang, Ethan Cole walked out first, leaning against the door frame and hooked his finger at a boy.

Aiden King looked over there and saw Liam Bennett, who Ethan Cole had collected protection money from yesterday. Liam Bennett looked pale and followed him out tremblingly.

Aiden King was too lazy to mind his own business. He lowered his head and finished reading the book on his hand. He walked over and patted the table. "I heard that the food in the third grade of Yingzhong is good. Shall we go?"

"Let's go." Aiden King nodded, "Wait for me, I'll go to the office to pay the accommodation fee first."

"Okay, then I'll go to the bathroom." Gao Gao said.

The compensation for the fees was secondary. Aiden King mainly wanted to ask for leave from Lao Ma and take Xiaoxie to the hospital after evening study.

As soon as I arrived at the office door, I saw Ethan Cole standing inside, taking out money.

Old Ma was holding a stack of crumpled paper bills in his hand, both pink and green, and was looking at him with an indescribable look.

"Don't be impatient." Ethan Cole stretched out a hand and placed it between him and Lao Ma, and with the other hand he reached into his pocket and finally pulled out the last yellow bill.

"Twenty! All done!" He sighed, relieved, and even whistled, "Tick."

"I won't order." Lao Ma sighed, "What's going on? Does your family know that I have to pay the dormitory fee? Do you still have money to eat?"

"I know." Ethan Cole shrugged, "Eat well and dress well, worry less."

fart.

Aiden King curled his lips outside.

Lao Ma sighed, then pulled a stool over to talk to him about "hoping to maintain grades". Ethan Cole yawned and slumped in the chair, looking up at the sky.

As it was estimated that the ideological education would not be over in a short time, Aiden King had to give up the plan to talk to Lao Ma now and turned around to find Gao Gao.

When he turned around, he saw Liam Bennett standing at the door of the staff toilet. Liam Bennett was looking at the corridor with a dazed look on his face.

As if by some strange coincidence, Aiden King walked over and asked, "Did Ethan Cole look for you just now?"

"Yes." Liam Bennett's eyes suddenly lit up, "Master, I actually saw you yesterday. Did he...rob you too?"

Aiden King paused, nodded expressionlessly, and said, "I stole it."

"Oh my god. Did he pay you back?" Liam Bennett felt like he had found a relative.

"Return the money?" Aiden King was stunned. "Did he return the money you paid yesterday?"

"I paid it back. The bank transfer and meal card were all returned to me." Liam Bennett sighed, "But don't tell anyone. He wouldn't let me. He made me choose between two options."

Aiden King had a bad feeling in his heart, knowing that he might regret it, but he couldn't help but ask, "What two paths?"

"Either I take the money and keep quiet, and don't tell anyone about this. Or I go with him tonight to collect protection money from another company, and he'll give me 50% of the money I make."

Aiden King: "......"

Liam Bennett was still terrified. "I chose one. But the commission is 50%, which is quite generous."

Aiden King walked away expressionlessly.

It's only ten bucks, don't get too excited.

The author has something to say: In the middle of the night, the keyboard-typing man appeared at the door of the egg nest. He wanted to find the little egg to talk about him bullying other little eggs, but he saw him sitting at the door of the nest in a daze.

The one typing on the keyboard then asked, why aren't you sleeping?

A little hungry, said Zhadan.

Didn't I see you buy millet cakes? The keyboarder asked in surprise.

I gave Shandan most of the rice cake. Shandan sighed, since they were from the same nest, they should eat the cake together.

You seem to be always hungry. The keyboard player couldn't help but say.

Yes, I didn't get any money before I came to the egg house, so life is a little difficult now. Zhadan sighed and said, "It's okay, I'll buy instant noodles when I make money, and I'll trouble you to cook them for me."

The person typing on the keyboard couldn't help laughing and pressed him on the head, saying, "Don't wait until you make money. I'll cook instant noodles for you now."

Really? I won't eat it for free. I will pay you back later!

All right. The keyboard player went to the kitchen and ate first.

If you stretch out a finger, then give me another one!

You can’t eat your own kind! The keyboard player said angrily.