Chapter 378 Cicada (Subscription Request)
The sky that day was as blue as usual.

Under the bright blue sky, the corner of the second teaching building was cold and damp as usual.

At this moment, Wang Jinshan was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. After a while, when his madly beating heart had calmed down a little, he tilted his head and looked at the basketball court from the corner of the wall with the corner of his eyes.

He saw Zhang Yunqi walking down the stone steps.

On both sides of the road paved with camphor trees, boys and girls, students and teachers, could not help but take a second look at this student who was no longer a student.

But compared to his usual politeness and low-key attitude, the young man was particularly imposing today. Wearing a black coat and with no expression on his face, he stepped into a Mercedes-Benz accompanied by tall and strong bodyguards and drove away from No. 1 Middle School in the city.

Wang Jinshan withdrew his gaze.

He lowered his head, and for some unknown reason, he suddenly gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and punched the wall hard. The back of his hand was peeling and bleeding, and his handsome face seemed to be intertwined with indescribable hatred and regret.

I don’t know how long it took for the boy to return to his usual handsome appearance and go back to his dormitory.

At this time, everyone was still in class. The dormitory was deserted. The garbage on the ground had not been cleaned for who knows how long. There were spider webs hanging on the beams and corners everywhere.

This is an eight-person room with eight beds. Seven of the beds have all the characteristics of most high school boys' dormitories, with messy fur and dirt, like a doghouse. The remaining bed is very clean, with bedding and pillows neatly stacked, but it seems out of place with the other beds.

Wang Jinshan was lying on the clean bed, his hands resting on his head. His eyes suddenly became dull and he stared blankly at the ceiling. A spider web was hanging on the bleak ceiling, with a fresh mosquito entangled in the web. The mosquito was struggling desperately and flapping its wings, but the more it struggled, the tighter it was entangled.

Slowly, slowly...the mosquito became silent.

Wang Jinshan closed his eyes.

He didn't get up until about 11:30, when the school cafeteria was about to open for lunch. Before leaving, he carefully combed his messy hair in front of the mirror.

After coming out of the dormitory, Wang Jinshan was on his way to the cafeteria when he saw from afar a group of students gathered at the entrance of the school office building, surrounding Zhou Hailian, the director of the Academic Affairs Office, to discuss the issue of tuition fees.

That group of students were all dressed brightly and beautifully. Most of them were in the third year of high school, and many of them came from wealthy or noble families. For example, there was rumored to be Li Xiaoman, the daughter of a certain city leader, Xu Wen, the jewel in the crown of a certain city bureau leader, and Zhang Yunqi's girlfriend Chu Jian, etc.

Among that group of students, there was a tall boy, also in the third year of high school, named Zhao Yiran. Wang Jinshan was not very clear about his family background, but he knew that he was quite famous in the No. 1 Middle School in the city. They had played against him on the basketball court and he played well and was very popular with girls.

At this time, Zhao Yiran stood in the sun, among a group of girls, and said to the director of the Academic Affairs Office, Zhou Hailian, with great righteousness: "Teacher Zhou, this tuition fee must not disappear in such an unclear way. We must come up with an objective, reasonable, fair and just explanation, and there must be proof of the whereabouts of the funds. Now everyone is very resentful, because for many ordinary students in our school, this is not a small amount of money. It may be the income of their parents who work hard for a whole month. Especially for those rural students, how long do their parents have to work hard in the fields to plant crops to get such a sum of money together..."

Wang Jinshan suddenly wanted to laugh.

This world is funny.

He came to the cafeteria. The class had not yet ended and there were only four or five students in the cafeteria.

He stood at the end of the line, and waited until the students had finished getting their meals and there was no one around before he asked the fat white chef at the window for a portion of rice for 20 cents and a bowl of cabbage for 30 cents.

The fat white chef glanced at him, scooped a full spoonful of cabbage, then waved the spoon casually, shoveled into the bowl of braised pork, scooped up half a spoonful of red broth, and poured it into Wang Jinshan's rice bowl.

Wang Jinshan tilted his head, picked up the rice bowl, turned around and found a secluded corner to sit down.

While shoveling rice and cabbage into his mouth, in addition to his gratitude to the fat master, his heart was filled with an uncontrollable humiliation that came from nowhere.

At this time, the lunch bell rang, and the heated debate in the office building stopped.

Wang Jinshan saw a group of outstanding student representatives led by Zhao Yiran coming to the cafeteria, and the students in the cafeteria all looked at them sideways.

Zhao Yiran took out a meal card from his pocket and said generously, "Let's just have a simple meal in the cafeteria at noon. Eat whatever you want. I'll pay for it. When we have time after school in the evening, we can go to Nanhai Fishing Village for a seafood dinner."

Wang Jinshan buried his head and stuffed cabbage into his mouth.

After dinner, he returned to the classroom.

When he entered the classroom, he couldn't help but look at Chunlan's seat, which was empty.

He shook his head vigorously, trying not to think about anything anymore. He returned to his seat, opened the book and tried to calm himself down and read.

There are four classes in the afternoon, three and a half hours in total. Wang Jinshan used to have very good grades, but he always felt that the class time was very short and fleeting. Now, the long time makes him suffer.

After finally making it to the afternoon school day, Wang Jinshan went to the cafeteria to eat a meal of plain cabbage rice, and then returned to the dormitory. He did not plan to attend evening self-study.

When Wang Jinshan passed the dormitory gate, the doorman Liu Laotou suddenly called him: "Hey, young man, Wang Jinshan! Wait for you!"

Wang Jinshan stopped and said, "What's going on?" Old Man Liu said, "The guy who often called you last week called me this afternoon. You were not at home, so he told me to let you know that he wanted you to come over tonight. He has something important to discuss with you."

Wang Jinshan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Old Man Liu, and immediately said with a smile: "Oh, thank you, Uncle Liu, he is my relative. I just went to his place for dinner after school and came back. It's nothing, just a little thing at home."

After saying that, Wang Jinshan returned to the dormitory.

He sat quietly beside the bed for about 10 minutes, then changed into clean clothes and went to the classroom to study. He did not study until 10 o'clock in the evening, when he returned to the dormitory to take a shower and go to bed.

The next day, everything was business as usual.

Wang Jinshan studied hard step by step.

Just this whole day, plus the morning and evening self-study, a total of nine classes, fourteen and a half hours, he was tormented as if countless ants were crawling on his skin and biting and gnawing at him.

Wang Jinshan stayed up until the evening study ended and the lights in the dormitory were turned off and he went to sleep. He didn't have a watch, so he lay on the bed and felt that he was counting every minute and second.

I don’t know how long it was, until the night outside the window was pitch black and the entire dormitory building fell into silence. There was no other sound in the dormitory except for the snoring that came one after another. Wang Jinshan climbed out of bed.

He tiptoed out of bed, went out, walked carefully along the cold and dark corridor through the gatehouse, and came to the window at the end of the corridor. The dormitory was on the third floor and not very high. He climbed up the window and climbed down using the protruding joint of the water pipe.

Under the cover of night, Wang Jinshan quickly followed the wall to a wall behind the school's first teaching building. There was a hole there, which the students called a dog hole. During the school day, students who skipped classes to play games basically crawled out from here.

Wang Jinshan climbed out from here.

He looked around and saw that the barbecue restaurant across the street was still open. Amid the smoke, there were a few people sitting there eating barbecue and drinking beer. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he tilted his head and walked into the darkness.

At this time, a young man wearing a black leather jacket with his hands in his pockets suddenly emerged from under a big tree behind Wang Jinshan and followed Wang Jinshan silently.

"Boss, check out." At a table outside the barbecue restaurant, a tall, thin man in black clothes and a baseball cap drank the Tsingtao beer in his hand, threw some money, stood up, lit a cigarette, and similarly followed the young man in silence.

The young Wang Jinshan did not notice the surprising, terrifying and dangerous scene behind him.

He walked quickly through the dark night and came to the famous Hongshan Lane shantytown in Jiangchuan City. Finally, he stopped in front of a few remote low-rise tiled houses.

Before he even entered the door, Wang Jinshan heard a faint whimper of a frightened girl coming from the inner room.

He leaned against the wall and saw Chunlan through the crack in the door!
In the small tiled house, the grayish-white walls had peeled off, exposing the dark red bricks in many places. A light bulb was hung on the beam covered with spider webs. In the dim light from the bulb, Chunlan was lying in a pile of straw with her long legs curled up. Her hands were tied tightly, a piece of cloth was stuffed in her mouth, her hair was messy, and her face was covered with mud, but it could not hide the girl's beautiful face.

In the tile-roofed house, there was a short-haired young man with a face full of flesh and fierce eyes, wearing a dirty and sloppy gray coat. He was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old. He stared at the high school girl in front of him with a beautiful, fair and frightened face. He had a low smile on his lips, his eyes were bloodshot, and a perverted pleasure seemed to surge inside his body.

With a hiss!
A piece of Chunlan's clothes was suddenly torn off.

Chunlan struggled desperately with her legs kicking at the crew-cut young man who suddenly pounced on her, sobbing into her blocked mouth, and her clear eyes were filled with a girl's fear and despair.

Wang Jinshan, who was standing outside the door, suddenly dilated his pupils and clenched his teeth. His twisted face was filled with anger, and he reached out to push the door and rush in.

Kill that beast!

however.

The next second, his hand that had touched the door suddenly stopped.

The next second, he hesitated and retracted his hand.

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I wrote this chapter until 3am last night. I used a lot of movie perspectives. I wanted to use details to let you feel the characteristics of the characters, rather than just telling you what kind of personality this character has, what he wants to do, and why he does it. But writing is really tiring. I didn’t finish it at 3am and fell asleep. All the book friends in the Quandian book group know this. I got up in the morning and wrote it until now.

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