Bizzare Love - chapter 8
Before school in the afternoon, Zhao Nuancheng was sorting out the forms.
She was the organizing committee member of the class and she organized students to participate in all school activities.
The leaflet was on the table.
“The National Mathematical Olympiad for Primary and Secondary School Students has officially started and students are welcome to register.”
The most eye-catching thing about the big red list was the black font in the center: The first prize was 8,000 yuan.
Eight thousand yuan.
Meng Ting was a little lost. 8,000 yuan was not a small amount. The monthly salary of Shu Zhitong Research Institute was only 6,000 yuan. Her own scholarship was five thousand yuan a year.
Her family was actually quite poor. For the cost of surgery on her eyes, Father Shu ran around, borrowing money from relatives. She had seen relatives urging Father Shu to repay. Shu Zhitong could only smile with a good temper, apologize and say good things, but this dragged on.
Later, just because Meng Ting couldn’t hold on, something went wrong again and Father Shu did the most dangerous radiation work.
Zhao Nuancheng didn’t notice Meng Ting stuck in a daze. She packed her school bags and gossiped: “I heard Jiang Ren didn’t go for Shen Yuqing’s birthday. Then she said that Jiang Ren is inviting them to play on weekends. Many people are going to play in Xiaogang City. Ting, do you know Xiaogang City?”
Meng Ting shook her head.
Zhao Nuancheng’s eyes were bright: “I haven’t been there, but I know people spent at least tens of thousands of Yuqing’s to spend there.”
She calmed down from her previous excitement, “Everyone knows that Shen Yuqing wants to show off, but Jiang Ren is really rich and generous. Alas, Shen Yuqing looks beautiful and we don’t have this chance.”
Meng Ting looked down, picked up the form and wrote her name seriously.
She knew that the world was very unfair, some people squandered money casually and some people had difficult lives.
“Ting, do you want to register for the Olympiad?”
“En.”
“Have you studied?”
“I learned a little when I was young and there are still two weeks left. I can try it out with more practice.”
Zhao Nuancheng couldn’t help feeling that Meng Ting was really formidable.
Meng Ting sighed in her heart. She wanted to save Father Shu from doing radiation experiments. She had to do two things for it.
The first was not to repeat the mistake of getting disfigured by burns and the second was to find ways to make more money.
However, she was only seventeen years old and still in her second year of high school.
Father Shu definitely didn’t want her to neglect studies for other reasons, but the competition was different.
Meng Ting glanced at the Olympiad Mathematics brochure and knew how to make money.
She asked Zhao Nuancheng: “Apart from the Olympiad, are there any other competitions?”
“Yes, there is an English speech contest, but it’s in summer vacation.”
Meng Ting was disappointed.
Zhao Nuancheng thought for a while: “But I heard that the vocational high school next door has a lot of these kinds of projects, about singing, dancing and playing piano and their school accepts art students. But Ting,” Zhao Nuancheng looked at her, stopped talking and took a long time to say, “Forget it, it’s nothing.”
She was blind so how could she dance and play the piano.
That day was Zhao Nuancheng’s turn to be on duty. The students on duty in No. 7 Middle School had simple duties. After school they had to erase the blackboard and close the doors and windows.
Meng Ting helped her.
When the two girls closed the window, they realized that the weather had worsened. There was thunder and heavy rain. Zhao Nuancheng cursed secretly.
“Ting, did you bring an umbrella?”
Meng Ting said, “No.”
Neither did Zhao Nuancheng.
This year, the No. 7 Middle School did not have any umbrella facilities. Meng Ting usually left early but was waiting for Zhao Nuancheng.
The two girls went to the first floor and looked at the rain covering the sky with a little worry.
Their school did not allow mobile phones
and Meng Ting didn’t have a mobile phone at all that year. She glanced at her electronic watch-18:32.
Father Shu got off work at nine o’clock in the night.
Zhao Nuancheng was also anxious: “Your dad will come to pick you up after he gets off work, right?”
As soon as her voice fell, a few sports cars drove in at the school gate. The silver-white sports car was eye catching, it turned a corner and stopped at their teaching building.
When the car window got down, Meng Ting saw Jiang Ren’s face.
His hands were on the steering wheel and looked towards Meng Ting, who lowered her head to avoid his gaze.
Zhao Nuancheng hurriedly pulled Meng Ting back. What was wrong with the watchman? He even let this group of senior high school students drive in.
After a while, there came a laughter from the upper floor and Shen Yuqing and a few girls walked down.
Seeing the expensive sports car the eyes of several girls turned bright.
They shouted flatteringly: “Mr Jiang, Mr He.”
He Junming raised his eyebrows: “Girls get in the car, don’t get wet.”
The girls got in the cars separately. Shen Yuqing sat in Jiang Ren’s car.
Jiang Ren stepped on the clutch and his black eyes looked towards the quiet girl who was sheltering from the rain in the corner: “The one over there…” He didn’t even know what her name was, “Get in the car. I will drop you at the bus stop.”
Meng Ting raised her eyes.
Her eyes got uncomfortable and still hurt at times. But under the gloomy sky, she no longer needed to close her eyes.
Meng Ting shook her head: “Thank you, no need.”
“Get in the car, don’t make me say it the third time.” He was already faintly impatient.
Meng Ting opened her mouth, but Shen Yuqing poked her head out: “You are the classmate with blind eyes, get in the car.” Her tone was cheerful, but her eyes told a different story.
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chinesefanreader
Geez he’s seriously bossy🤨
Thanks for the chapter