Chapter 68

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Wishing everyone a happy holiday!

We had a good meal at noon and another one in the evening. In the bowls of the three of us, there was even more vegetables than rice. There was no way to let the fresh vegetables sent from home last overnight in such weather; they would probably go bad by the time the lights were turned off in the evening.

Not just the three of us, many classmates were in the same situation. Those who didn't go home yesterday and had exams coming up in a few days had good dishes sent to school, in addition to pickled vegetables. This was a rare treat before the exams.

So tonight, the situation in the canteen was reversed. There was a lot of leftover vegetables, but not enough rice. The three cooks were worried about the large pot of vegetables, which would also go bad if left until tomorrow. It seemed the school's two pigs would benefit.

In the last week of the semester, the heavy rain showed no signs of stopping. Fortunately, the exams started on Wednesday, and we just needed to hold on for a few more days.

On Tuesday morning, the principal received the worst news. A crack about two to three meters long had appeared on the wall of the dormitory where the boys from Class 1 and Class 2 stayed. The widest part of the crack was more than two centimeters.

The leaders went to inspect it, and the long, winding crack looked like an ugly scar on the wall, making their faces as dark as the sky.

The principal tried it and found that his hand could fit into the widest part of the crack.

He didn't even open his umbrella, standing with his hands on his hips, looking up at the long crack, letting the rain spread freely on his face, his cheeks puffed up like a toad.

No one wanted to approach him at this moment. The two vice-principals huddled together, discussing something seriously. The teachers who came with them, including Wang Yumin and the homeroom teacher of Class 2, entered the dormitory. The other homeroom teachers also went to check their respective dormitories.

Finally, the head of the education office went up and used his umbrella to shield the principal from the rain.

The principal seemed unaware of this, maintaining his posture for a few more minutes before picking up his umbrella and returning to the courtyard without a word.

Soon, everyone followed back, gathering at the principal's house, none of them looking good.

The principal sat in a chair, smoking heavily, and remained silent even as everyone came in.

Although parents told the teachers, "Do as you see fit," when they sent their children to school, if anything happened to their children, the school, the leaders, and the teachers would be held responsible, as the local saying goes, "They would not be let off the hook!"

Moreover, even if the parents used extreme measures, they would receive public support, whether they damaged the school or beat the teachers. You would have to accept it.

Everyone agreed that the heavy rain over the past few days had washed away too much soil, causing the foundation to sink and the wall to crack.

So far, only one crack had been found, but there was a possibility of more. Moreover, the dormitories were connected, and adjacent rooms shared walls. If one room was affected, a chain reaction could cause all the rooms to be affected.

Wang Yumin, being directly involved and young, spoke up before the homeroom teacher of Class 2, her voice sharp, "The dormitory can't be used, but we can't dismiss school. What should we do?"

"Move to the classroom," the principal said in a gruff voice.

After waiting for a while and seeing him bury his head in smoking again, Vice-Principal Zhang continued, "All the boys will be arranged to stay in the classroom for the next few days. We'll put the desks together to make beds. We'll endure a few nights. The girls' dormitory on the other side seems fine for now, so we won't move them. The three of us," he pointed to the other vice-principal and the head of the education office, "will take turns on duty at night. One of the teachers originally assigned to duty will be responsible for monitoring the classrooms, and we will focus on the dormitories."

The other vice-principal added, "Alright, let's get them to move their luggage out now."

When only the three principals were left, the principal suddenly stood up, threw the ashtray to the ground, and cursed, "The town's middle school has built a new dormitory this year. Our school is in such a state, and they say we don't need repairs, not giving us a penny. They're really stepchildren!"

The two vice-principals comforted him, "The finances are indeed tight. Besides, in the past two years, our salaries have been paid on time, unlike before when they were delayed for half a year. That's already an improvement!"

Vice-Principal Zhang said, "I think we should still make some efforts during the summer vacation. We need to get some funds to repair all the ditches with cement and reinforce the foundation. Hopefully, this will last a few more years!"

The three leaders smoked with furrowed brows, and the head of the education office received a call that added to his worries. The heavy rain had damaged many roads and flooded several bridges. The county's vehicle delivering the exam papers couldn't pass halfway and had to turn back. The exam papers would not arrive until the next day at the earliest, meaning the exams would be delayed by at least one day.

This made the two vice-principals curse as well!

Bad news kept coming, but the students had become accustomed to it. They followed the serious teachers to move their luggage out of the dormitory, and some even thought the teachers were overreacting, "It's just a crack, after all!"

Many students were even happy about the delay in the exams. Feng Wen even said, "If the exam papers don't arrive or the vehicle overturns, will we not have the exams?"

Feng Yiping and Wen Hong both gave him a big eye roll.

After evening study, the boys put the desks together to make large beds, and many students rolled around on them, from one end to the other.

However, this joy didn't last long. The classroom couldn't hang mosquito nets, and after lying down, everyone was swatting mosquitoes. The mosquitoes were too many and relentless, making it impossible to sleep.

Xiao Zhijie was completely covered in his quilt but soon sat up and shouted, "Damn, this mosquito even bit me through the quilt."

Everyone laughed at his misfortune. Xiao Zhijie asked Feng Yiping, "How do mosquitoes find me in such darkness?"

His son had asked him this before, so Feng Yiping took the opportunity to show off, "We emit heat when we breathe and through our skin. This radiated heat is actually infrared, which is invisible to the naked eye but has a significant thermal effect. Many animals can detect this infrared, and the mosquito's antennae are its infrared detector, so it can find you. Because you are fatter, you emit more heat, making you more attractive to mosquitoes."

Many thin students said, "So, it's better to be thinner like us!"

It was almost eleven, and many students were still kept awake by the mosquitoes. Someone suggested, "Why don't we go back to the dormitory? I don't think anything will happen."

Class President Zhou Liwei, of course, wouldn't allow it. Feng Yiping asked him to find the duty teacher. Zhou Liwei went out and returned with a box of mosquito coils. He closed the windows and doors and lit six coils in the classroom.

This not only drove away the mosquitoes but also made everyone feel dizzy. With the mosquitoes possibly full of blood, the annoying buzzing stopped, and the remaining few could finally fall asleep.

The next morning, Feng Yiping woke up to the sound of mosquitoes. The mosquito coils had burned out, and the mosquitoes were active again. He slapped one on his arm, leaving a bloody handprint. He wondered if the mosquito was too full to fly.

By noon, Feng Wen's hope was shattered. A small truck drove into the school, with people in the cab and the truck bed. They were from the town's education office, bringing the exam papers.

The person in the cab seemed to be a leader. After getting out, he instructed everyone to store the exam papers, and the principal led him to the dormitory, probably to complain.

The smell of food from the small canteen made everyone's mouths water. The table was set inside the canteen, and when a teacher opened the door, Feng Yiping saw the dishes on the table: fish, meat, and chicken! "How corrupt!"

On Thursday morning, the first day of the exams, the rain stopped magically. After the first subject, Chinese, the sun came out, scorching the earth. The originally cool weather quickly became hot and humid.

After three tense and busy days, the exams finally ended. Many did well, finding the questions not too difficult, while others were dejected, having performed poorly.

The water in the river receded visibly over these two days, and the dormitory situation did not worsen. The weather forecast predicted clear skies, and the teachers' worries finally eased.

By Saturday afternoon, after the last exam, the homeroom teacher announced the holiday, and the classroom erupted in cheers. After the students left the school in high spirits, the teachers finally relaxed, no longer living in constant fear!

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