Chapter 65

After returning to school, the rain paused for two days. Starting from Wednesday, it began to pour again, and this time it was clearly different from before. It seemed like it would never stop, accompanied by thunder and lightning, making a lot of noise.

It was already past six in the morning, and the sound of the wake-up bell could be faintly heard, but it still looked like the middle of the night outside. Kicking Xiao Zhijie twice, he slowly got up to put on his clothes. Feng Yiping could see his mouth moving but couldn't hear what he was saying, so he shouted, "What did you say?"

Xiao Zhijie shouted back, "I said, we don't need to do morning exercises today!"

Not only did they not need to do morning exercises, they didn't even need to go to the canteen to get water for washing. Placing a basin on the ground, it would soon be half full. However, someone had to stand there, otherwise the basin would be carried away by the water, as there was also water on the flat ground. So many people simply didn't wear shoes, rolled up their pants, and walked barefoot.

The ditch behind the house had now turned into a small river, with rain and mud rushing down. Even the stone steps leading to the classroom were full of water, with rain flowing over them like miniature waterfalls.

Feng Yiping and Xiao Zhijie stood in the corridor, stretching their feet out to rinse them. At that moment, a loud thunderclap made Xiao Zhijie shiver, and he cursed fiercely.

Feng Yiping teased him, "Are you afraid that the sky will send a lightning bolt to strike you for cursing it?"

Xiao Zhijie, who had a sharp tongue, retorted, "If we stand together, it will strike you, the taller one."

They had to wait for their shoes and feet to dry a bit before entering the classroom. The corridor was now crowded with male students. Feng Yiping, like them, leaned against a pillar, arms crossed, watching the latecomers run through the heavy rain.

Seeing someone have a bad luck, such as an umbrella almost being blown away, stepping into a puddle and splashing mud all over their pants, or running too fast and losing their sandals, the onlookers would laugh and cheer. The victims would try to fix the situation while cursing.

Especially the girls who loved to show off and wore skirts even in such weather, they were the focus of everyone's attention. They couldn't walk fast, as they had to keep their skirts from dragging in the water, prevent them from being lifted by the wind, hold their umbrellas, and prevent the umbrellas from being blown away. It was quite a struggle.

Hu Junting wore a white dress and black high-heeled sandals. She held her skirt with one hand and an umbrella with the other, slowly moving toward the classroom. Accidentally stepping into a small puddle with her left foot, she instinctively turned her head to look. As a result, the wind pulled her umbrella backward, and she instinctively grabbed it with both hands. Just then, a strange gust of wind lifted her skirt, revealing a large part of her thigh, up to her knees.

This rare sight immediately drew cheers and whistles from the corridor, and the noise attracted the attention of students in the classroom, who poked their heads out to look.

Hu Junting, realizing what had happened, felt both embarrassed and angry, even though she was usually quite open. She squatted down, holding her umbrella, her face flushed, and her eyes shimmering with tears, ready to cry.

Feng Yiping, who initially found it amusing, quickly glanced a few times, thinking, "Is she beautiful? Well, those thighs are really something!"

Seeing the current situation, he immediately turned to look for the class monitor, Zhou Liwei, and Tang Shaokang, hoping to encourage them to show some gentlemanly behavior. Unfortunately, he couldn't find either of them.

Joking is one thing, but making a girl cry is another. Seeing Hu Junting squatting and sobbing, the students who had been cheering felt awkward and uncomfortable, and gradually made their way to the classroom.

Feng Yiping, without bothering to hold his umbrella, rushed to Hu Junting, pulled her up, and took the umbrella from her, holding it over her head.

Hu Junting looked up and saw him, surprised, her voice choked with sobs, her nose sniffling, and her eyes tearful.

Feng Yiping, with most of his body outside the umbrella, was already wet. Seeing her like this, he couldn't say much and just said, "Come on, Miss, let's go. If you don't, I'll be a wet chicken!"

Hu Junting burst into laughter, holding her skirt with both hands, and quickly walked toward the classroom. After a few steps, she tried to push the umbrella toward Feng Yiping. "It's just a few steps, why are you doing this? Just hurry up and walk," Feng Yiping said, holding the umbrella with one hand and pushing her shoulder forward with the other.

When they reached the corridor, they put the umbrella away. Hu Junting's skirt was only wet in one spot, with a bit of mud. As for Feng Yiping, his clothes were completely soaked, and he felt even his underwear was wet.

Seeing him drenched, Hu Junting found it amusing and took out a handkerchief to offer him, but it wouldn't do much good. Feng Yiping declined her offer, wiped the rain from his head, and comforted her, "They were just being playful. Don't take it to heart. I'll go change my clothes."

Hu Junting wanted to say something more, but Feng Yiping was already walking away in the rain. She temporarily put aside her earlier frustration, watched him run through the rain, and covered her mouth to laugh. Then she straightened her skirt and walked into the classroom with her head held high.

Feng Yiping changed into a new set of clothes and hurried back to the classroom. It wasn't yet time for self-study, and as he entered, some students whistled. Feng Yiping pointed at them and said, "Look at you, all grown up, celebrating Youth Day. When you see a girl in trouble, why don't you show some gentlemanly behavior and help her, comrades?"

A female student in the back responded, "Exactly, not only do you not help, but you just want to see the fun. You guys are the worst!"

Feng Yiping was about to say a few more words when he noticed that the students suddenly lowered their heads, pretending to be serious. He immediately understood that a teacher had entered, and it must be the homeroom teacher, as no other teacher had such a strong presence.

He quickly pretended nothing had happened and walked to his seat. At that moment, he heard Wang Yumin say, "Feng Yiping, come to self-study earlier next time."

"Sure, Ms. Wang," he obediently replied.

The rain continued without stopping, and the sky was always dark. Even during the day, the classroom lights had to be turned on, otherwise, the students couldn't see the teacher's writing on the blackboard. With the heavy rain and thunder, the teacher had to shout for the students in the back to hear.

There were fewer teachers giving lessons these two days, as the final exams were next week. So, the teachers were not rushing through the curriculum but reviewing with the students. Only the math teacher was still explaining some problem types, which were highly connected. If you didn't understand one step, you wouldn't understand the next. So, the students had to quickly copy down each step.

The second class in the afternoon was politics. Based on his predictions, Mr. Huang asked the students to mark the key points. Mr. Huang's ability to predict key points was top-notch in the school. In recent years, as long as students memorized the key points he marked, they could easily score 70-80 points on the final political exam. Therefore, this class was the most serious for all the students, who were afraid of missing anything.

After marking most of the key points, another loud thunderclap sounded, seemingly very close. The classroom fell silent for a moment. When the thunder subsided, Mr. Huang was about to continue, but then he heard commotion from the three classes in front, with some students even running to the corridor.

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