I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Chapter 1533 Paper Plane

As a member of the safety committee of the best high school in Shacheng.

That understanding security guard was undoubtedly well-educated.

The word "home" is a perfect description.

During high school, including morning and evening self-study sessions, Jiang Chen and his classmates spent more than 12 hours a day at school.

Undoubtedly, it will take longer than staying at home, since there are only 24 hours in a day.

As they handed over their student IDs, the gate opened, and they entered smoothly. The still-standing "Top Scholar Bridge" instantly pulled their memories back to that clear yet blurry, distant yet seemingly yesterday-like period of time.

Everyone entering or leaving the school has to pass through this "Scholar's Wall," the meaning of which is self-evident.

On both sides are ancient locust trees, their branches gnarled and strong, their leaves swaying in the breeze, and sunlight seeping through the gaps, dappling one's thoughts.

The once empty bridge suddenly seemed to become crowded and bustling with activity.

The teenagers dressed in all sorts of different outfits. Some were arm in arm, discussing how to skip their dorms and go to an internet cafe for an all-nighter. Others were engrossed in discussing the recent placement test. Still others were animated, their conversation revolving around the pretty upperclassmen and underclassmen.

"I was so silly back then, always looking forward to growing up."

Walking back onto the Scholar's Bridge, Tong Dan was overwhelmed with emotions.

"You still feel sentimental and melancholic."

Jiang Chen joked.

The Zhuangyuan Bridge is not long, but the three people who were revisiting the place all walked very slowly.

"You're all powerful and influential now, so you definitely don't want to go back."

"Could you use a different word? You graduated from Shazhong High School, after all."

Jiang Chen shook his head.

"Mr. Jiang, I have a project suggestion for you: time travel. Think of a way, work hard, and develop a time machine. You'll definitely become the world's richest person then."

"Actually, this project is already underway."

Tong Dan was shocked, "Really?"

Jiang Chen nodded, his expression serious and earnest.

"Hmm. Would you be interested in being the first test subject? If successful, you will be the first person in human civilization to travel back in time."

"Can he come back?"

"No. Regardless of success or failure, you will disappear on a physical level."

"Screw you!"

Tong Dan laughed and scolded, "You're trying to murder me."

The city was very quiet on the weekend, empty and desolate, with only fallen leaves on the ground drifting in the wind.

The basketball court has been moved and is now connected to the soccer field. It used to be outside the soccer field, which was also the location for morning exercises.

Looking into the distance, you can see that some people are playing basketball on the court. Although unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter, there are staff dormitories in Shacheng Middle School, where staff members and their families live.

Knowledge alters your fate.

Learning shapes the future.

The main teaching building, located in the core area, still features eye-catching, neatly symmetrical gilded slogans.

Do you remember where your classroom is?

Jiang Chen looked up at the flower bed.

Like millions of other students, he spent what was probably the most fulfilling three years of his life at Shacheng Middle School. During those three years, home seemed to become just a place to sleep.

And now that I think about it...

Three years is just the distance from the first floor to the fourth floor.

"Why don't we just go up and take a look?"

Tong Dan strode forward.

As Jiang Chen climbed the stairs to the top floor, he instantly remembered the location of his class the moment he stood in the hallway.

Life is a journey of burdens, and we inevitably lose things along the way. Therefore, some memories can only be retrieved by returning to the original place.

Jiang Chen and Fang Qing and Tong Dan were not in the same class; they were classmates. In high school, he and Fang Qing could only be considered alumni, and their classes were quite far apart.

"Split up."

Jiang Chen said decisively, and then turned left.

Fang Qing and Tong Dan's former classroom is on the right side of this staircase.

Jiang Chen was traveling alone when he passed by the restroom.

Although high school students today are managed more strictly, for example, by wearing uniforms and not being allowed to be unconventional, they are actually more relaxed than they were back then.

Back when they were in their senior year of high school, when did they have any time to rest?
So what if it's the weekend?
Do you want to make something of yourself? Do you want to change your destiny?
think?
well.

Then let's have extra lessons at school!
Back then, it wasn't called tutoring because all schools did it. The educational philosophy at the time could be summed up in just eight words.

Early birds catch the worm, and diligence can make up for lack of talent.

Jiang Chen actually disagreed with this viewpoint, but he didn't dare to say it.

Yes.

His family suffered a misfortune, which drastically changed his personality. He worked tirelessly to get into Shacheng Middle School and then Donghai University. However, he still firmly believed that, like other skills, learning is a skill that requires talent.

It's not about belittling oneself.

He has a clear understanding.

Even if he didn't eat or drink, and studied relentlessly, he still wouldn't be able to get into a school like Tsinghua or Peking University.

and so.

If he has children in the future, he will definitely try to discover their talents.

Ok.

If you enjoy making money, then become a businessman.

If you're full of justice, then become a lawyer or a judge.

If you like performing, then become an actor.

If you like martial arts, then become a martial arts master...

Times have changed.

The best in the industry.

"What are you doing?"

In the hallway outside the classroom, before Jiang Chen could even check if the air conditioning was on, he unexpectedly spotted a young couple whispering sweet nothings in the hallway, so he shouted out.

It depends on age.

They should also be high school students.

Startled by the sudden sound, they immediately separated, their expressions flustered.

In reality, the so-called "affectionate affection" is just holding hands.

"Which class are you from?"

Jiang Chen approached with a stern face.

The girl, with her hair in a ponytail, was extremely nervous and instinctively hid behind the boy.

The boy was very responsible. Even though he was nervous, he still stood in front of the crowd. His spotless white shirt and clean-cut features exuded youthful energy.

"You, you are..."

He countered Jiang Chen's question, and even in his panic, he didn't lose his composure.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, they are most likely students from Shazhong.

"This is the Student Affairs Office. What are you two doing at school this weekend?"

Jiang Chen remained calm and composed; it was a lifelike imitation that could easily be mistaken for the real thing.

"We study together."

The boy had a quick wit.

study?

Jiang Chen glanced at the identical closed doors and windows of every classroom. "You're studying in the hallway?"

"Correct."

The boy lacked confidence.

"What about your study materials? You didn't bring your textbooks, you don't have any practice problems, are you just talking about studying empty-handed?"

"I……"

The boy was speechless, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

Early romantic relationships can be a big or small issue. If it's taken too seriously, it can lead to disciplinary action and a school-wide announcement.

"What grade are you students in?"

Jiang Chen continued his interrogation with great momentum.

"Senior year of high school."

Which class are you in?

"I am from Class 5 of Senior Three."

Class 5, Grade 12.

It's the classroom right next door.

This also means...

This boy was his actual junior.

"And her? Is she in your class?"

Jiang Chen's ruthlessness perfectly embodies the terror and dread of the Political and Educational Bureau.

The boy's eyes trembled, and he became increasingly flustered, but he remained steadfast in protecting the girl behind him.

"Teacher, I beg you, please just record one of my demerits..."

Jiang Chen remained stubborn and unyielding, saying, "Do you think you have the right to negotiate with me? You're already in your final year of high school, and instead of studying properly, you're flirting at school. How can you face your parents, your teachers, and the school?"

"We didn't have any romantic relationship..."

"Stop trying to deny it. I saw you holding hands, what else could it be but a romantic moment?"

The girl was hidden behind him, so his expression couldn't be seen, but the boy couldn't help but blush.

It has to be said that fair-skinned, clean-cut boys, even if they aren't particularly handsome, are more likely to attract girls. Just like Mr. Jiang in the past.

of course,

His skin is still great, but his demeanor is completely different now.

"Why are you silent now? Stop trying to argue?"

The boy hesitated, looking at the young teacher from the political education office, his nervousness and embarrassment tinged with a strange feeling.

The way this teacher talks is kind of... funny?
"Speak your names, I'll write them down and notify your homeroom teacher on Monday."

When we were students, we probably all fantasized about being teachers. Well, Mr. Jiang seized the opportunity. Just as he was immersed in role-playing, a voice came from behind him.

"President Jiang, who are you talking to?"

Tong Dan and Fang Qing walked over.

Jiang Chen turned around, seemingly still not satisfied, and said with a serious expression, "Don't talk yet."

Tong Dan was puzzled, and then she saw the two poor students.

"You're not a teacher from the Political Education Office, are you?!"

As expected of a student from Shazhong, they are indeed clever and quickly noticed the clues.

The girl with the ponytail also moved half her body out from behind him, nervously sizing up Jiang Chen and the other two.

"What are you doing?"

Tong Dan approached curiously.

Jiang Chen sighed, "I caught them on a date here."

Tong Dan was surprised. She glanced at the two students and then asked a classic question.

"none of your business?"

"Who are you? What are you doing at our school? We don't allow outsiders to enter!"

Jiang Chen stopped acting and chuckled to himself.

This kid.

He's quite clever.

They immediately took the initiative and became the dominant force.

Jiang didn't need to explain who Tong Dan was; he immediately understood the situation from just a few words.

She smiled as she looked at the boy who had stood up straight.

"Your school? When we were having classes here, you were still playing in the mud."

"You...are also from the Sand?"

The girl with the ponytail mustered her courage and asked in a gentle voice, not like a rebellious delinquent, and in fact, she didn't look like one either.

Who says that being in a relationship makes you a bad student?

High school years.

Seventeen or eighteen years old.

It's the age when one's heart begins to flutter with love.

"Yes, we all are."

Tong Dan was more polite to the girl and asked gently, "How can you go on a date at school? There are so many other places outside."

Have a look.

What is this nonsense?

It's completely misleading and corrupting people.

“We are boarding students, and our families live in other places. We spend our weekends at school.”

It turned out to be the case.

Shacheng Middle School not only enrolls students from Shacheng urban area, but also attracts outstanding children from surrounding counties and cities.

"What grade are you in?"

"Senior year of high school."

Which class are you in?

Look.

When dealing with children of this age, you should be gentle, not forceful.

The girl answered every question from the very approachable Tong Dan.

He was in Class 5 of Senior 3, and I was in Class 12 of Senior 3.

The boy subtly tugged at her wrist, signaling her not to say too much.

"What a coincidence?"

Tong Dan was surprised, "He's also in Class 5, we're in Class 11. He's next to you."

"Oh? So you really are senior students."

The girl was surprised.

"That's not true."

"Why did that senior pretend to be a teacher from the disciplinary office to scare us just now...?"

The girl secretly glanced at Jiang Chen.

Although the lie was exposed, Boss Jiang's aura was too powerful just now.

"Haven't you heard a saying?"

Tong Dan glanced at Jiang Chen, "Having gotten caught in the rain herself, she likes to lift other people's umbrellas."

"Oh, I understand."

The girl looked down at her toes, her ponytail trembling slightly, clearly secretly smiling.

"What do you know?"

Jiang Chen scolded Tong Dan, "Don't ruin my reputation."

"how long have you been together?"

Tong Dan continued to ask the young couple questions.

“We’re from the same place, and we knew each other before we came to Shacheng Middle School.”

This time, it was the boy who answered.

Tong Dan paused slightly, then suddenly couldn't help but glance at Qing Gege beside her, and at a certain guy who still had a childlike heart.

They really look alike...

"How were your grades?"

Fang Qing spoke.

Tong Dan couldn't help but laugh.

Jiang Chen is an actress, but Ke Qing Gege truly has the air of a role model for a teacher.

Ok.

Influenced by my profession.

The boy was stunned for a moment. Even though he knew that the other person was not a teacher, he still felt a strange pressure in front of this senior.

"In the recent school-wide standardized test, we all scored above 600."

He answered.

"You have very little time left in high school. If you want to stay together, you have to work hard to get into the same university."

The young couple couldn't understand the other meaning; they only felt it was advice and blessings from their senior. They nodded vigorously in unison and spoke in unison.

"Ok!"

and.

The two hands that had been pulled away by Jiang Chen clasped together again.

The classrooms were all locked, so we couldn't get in. We could only stand outside for a while before turning back downstairs.

"It turns out that being in a relationship doesn't affect your studies, right?"

As Jiang Chen descended the stairs, he gained some insights.

"Over 600 points, wow, our Shazhong High School is getting stronger and stronger. You can find two top students here. Fang Qing, you're comparable to yourself back then."

"She's still a bit inferior to Princess Qing. Princess Qing was consistently ranked in the top 30 of her grade."

"That's because you're incompetent. Otherwise, you could have gone to the same school as those two kids, just like Princess Qing."

Jiang Chen shook his head and said with feeling, "As long as they hold hands firmly and don't let go, the score doesn't really matter."

The speaker meant no harm.

But the listener is attentive.

Tong Dan suddenly fell silent.

The three of them walked out of the teaching building.

Hey! Teacher!

Jiang Chen turned around.

The boy he had tricked was standing outside his old classroom, holding the girl's hand, with their heads sticking out over the wall, taunting him.

The kid found some paper from somewhere, folded it into a paper airplane, breathed on it, and then threw it at him.

Paper airplanes danced and hovered in the air.