Chapter 98 In the Rain

After walking around the store, Zhang Yunqi finally chose a domestically produced Bird Han display machine, priced at 3198.

The waveguide is of decent quality, relatively cheap and cost-effective.

He is quite short of money now. He has to buy a house, rent a storefront, renovate it, and do all the other things, as well as pay 35,000 yuan for the 3,000 handheld devices. After all the operations, he only has 20,000 yuan left. He has to spend it frugally. Besides, he should just buy a usable pager, as it will be eliminated soon anyway. As for supporting domestic products, forget it. Let's talk about quality.

Since the great man's southern tour last year, the era of socialist market economy has arrived. Since it is a market economy, we should abide by the laws of market economy, let the fittest survive, and let product quality speak for itself. If domestic products are awesome, Chinese people will naturally buy them. Boycotting is ultimately just a side job, and hard work on internal skills is the fundamental thing.

The Chinese people's ability to invent and create has been proven countless times in the past five thousand years. In the track of history, we often lead the technological development of the earth. We could do it before, so why can't we do it now? Aren't the world-class companies such as Huawei and Haier in later generations a clear proof? When we can make products that shine in the world, how can the Chinese people not support us? Of course, those animals who worship foreign things can be thrown into the sea to feed turtles.

After buying the pager, Zhang Yunqi and Ji Ling went to Ximen Street to play.

The two of them bought a big bag of snacks on the street, ate and shopped as they walked, and spent the whole afternoon there.

Around five in the afternoon, the sky had changed a bit, with occasional thunder. When Zhang Yunqi and Ji Ling reached the section of the yellow pavilion, a fine and dense spring rain began to fall. Zhang Yunqi wanted to buy an umbrella, but Ji Ling smiled and squinted his eyes and shouted, "Xiao Zhang, can we go back in the rain?"

Before Zhang Yunqi could say anything, Ji Ling pulled him into the rain.

This shows how strong this girl's character is.

A cool feeling spread from the top of his head to his heart. Zhang Yunqi felt very comfortable and the tiredness in his body was washed away.

Ji Ling walked briskly as if taking a stroll in the sunshine. Her neat short hair was soon soaked. Water droplets flowed down her slightly messy temples and quickly slid down her delicate little face. A wild yet clear beauty suddenly appeared on her, making her look very much like Natalie Portman, the heroine in the movie "Léon: The Professional".

"Student Zhang, have you ever deliberately gotten caught in the rain?"

"Yes, a long time ago."

"So do you like getting caught in the rain?"

"It's OK. When I'm tired and it rains, I feel relaxed."

"Then do you think I'm a psychopath? I often drag you out to bask in the sun at school, but you still love to get caught in the rain."

"How could that be? You have your own personality. I think it's good anyway." Zhang Yunqi could actually understand the little girl's inner feelings very well. She has been like this since he met her. She has an obvious dual personality. She likes to be lively, but also likes to be alone. She loves to laugh, but she has a bad temper. She is like a thorn, but she never wants to hurt others.

The two walked in the spring rain and through the crowded streets. Ji Ling in front was in a good mood and jumped on the water.

The two walked south from Beimen Street, passed Wangerzhuang, and gradually approached Shuixie Yundu. It was already dark, and the road was full of vehicles. Street lights and car lights were flashing. The girl next to him kept holding his arm. Although it was raining, the smile on her little face was like sunshine. For some reason, Zhang Yunqi suddenly felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart. ******
The weekend passed quickly.

Monday.

Zhang Yunqi goes to school as usual.

After class and lunch at noon, he went to take a look at the storefront he rented outside the school gate. The construction team had all gone back to eat. They had a two-hour break at noon. Only the eldest brother Zhang Yunfeng was in the store. Due to the difficulty of renovation, the progress was a bit slow. Only the water and electricity renovation had been done so far. The load-bearing walls had been reinforced, and the double glass doors were being installed. Tiling, wall paint, lobby ceiling and other things had not yet been done.

Zhang Yunqi said to his eldest brother Zhang Yunfeng who was eating a box lunch, "The progress is a bit slow. We need to speed up. We have to renovate and open the noodle shop before the Qingming Festival. If we keep going this slow, a semester will pass. We are opening a shop next to the school, and our customer flow depends on students. When the summer vacation comes, there will be no business for two months."

Zhang Yunfeng had been thinking about this problem. When his brother said this, he put down his chopsticks and said, "How about this, when the construction team comes over this afternoon, I'll discuss it with them. At worst, I can pay them a little more and ask them to work late."

Zhang Yunqi said, and after thinking for a while, he asked again: "By the way, brother, during these days of renovation, didn't you meet Sister Xiaonan?"

Zhang Yunfeng's dark and thin face suddenly turned red, and he shook his head and said, "No."

Zhang Yunqi smiled and said, "Do you want me to go and tell her?"

Zhang Yunfeng quickly shook his head: "That's not necessary."

Zhang Yunqi agreed, and after chatting with his elder brother for a few minutes, he turned around and went back to school.

The school has been very busy recently, because in half a month, after the Qingming Festival, it will be the 88th anniversary of the establishment of the No. 88 Middle School in the city, and the school leaders will hold a cultural performance for the th anniversary. Zhang Yunqi heard about this from Wang Xiaokai, who has never been very concerned about school affairs.

The No. 32 Middle School of Jiangchuan City has a long history. Tracing its roots, it can be traced back to the 1906nd year of the Guangxu period, which is 89 in the Gregorian calendar. At that time, the No. Middle School of Jiangchuan City was called Jiangchuan Government Middle School. It moved several times due to the turbulent times. During the Northern Expedition, because Jiangchuan City was located on the western front battlefield, it was closed for a long time. After the founding of New China, the No. Middle School of Jiangchuan City was listed as a provincial key middle school. In , it was transformed into a provincial experimental middle school and gradually became more and more powerful.

Wang Daozhong, the principal of the No. 1 Middle School in the city, is obviously a man who likes to show off. In addition to the graduating students who are about to face the college entrance examination and the high school entrance examination, he has mobilized all the teachers and students in the school for this school anniversary. But it is also true that he has reached the age of knowing the destiny. He has suffered a lot in the first half of his life. If he doesn't show off his power and make some money for his funeral before he gets old, his life will be wasted.

Class 168 also had a part in the school anniversary performance, and they had to perform a program. Class monitor Lin Yueying called on everyone to sign up for the honor of the class during the afternoon self-study classes every day, but no one actually signed up, for no other reason than that they were just fucking cowards.

As a class monitor, Lin Yueying is very responsible. She is enthusiastic and dedicated, and takes the initiative to solve the problems she can for her classmates. She has strong administrative skills and holds herself to the standards of the UN Secretary-General every day. Now her classmates don't buy into her position as a cheap class monitor, and the school anniversary art performance has been on hold. She is so anxious that even her flirting with Wang Xiaokai is meaningless, and her superiors are still waiting for her to submit the name of the program for review.

There was really nothing else to do. Lin Yueying took the notebook and talked to each classmate one by one. When she talked about Zhang Yunqi, Zhang Yunqi smiled and said, "I won't apply for the name, but I can give you some ideas."

　The update is late, and the two chapters of my promise have not been fulfilled. I am really stuck because it will be on the shelves in more than ten days. I adjusted the plot and wanted it to explode when it is on the shelves. I hope everyone can support me then. Also, I will be on Sanjiang tomorrow, please vote for me, thank you! I really wrote it very carefully and worked hard!

　　
　
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