At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Feifan woke up.
His head was dizzy, and he was woken up by Dahuang scratching him with his tail.
"I still have to go to the school dormitory, but I can't continue sleeping."
Rubbing his eyes with difficulty, Ye Feifan stood up to take care of his daily hygiene, and then went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
After enjoying lunch, Ye Feifan left Lao Hei and Dahuang at home and walked towards the school.
The school gate is open so that students in the dormitory can go out to buy daily necessities, but it will be locked after 5 p.m.
Ye Feifei knew the gatekeeper. He seemed to be a distant relative from the past... The exact distance would have to go back to ancient times!
Before he could say hello, the old man saw Ye Feifan, holding the thermos cup and smiled: "Feifan, why are you here?"
The uncle's name is Ye Pai, and he has a "bright top" hairstyle. His hair is sparse and gray, and even his beard looks sparse and patchy.
"Uncle Pai, aren't you here?"
Ye Feifan had a smile on his face and was not worried at all.
"I'm old, it's almost time to retire."
Ye Pai was wearing a large white vest, lying lazily on the armchair, taking a sip from the thermos cup with a contented look on his face, and holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand to fan himself.
Seeing Uncle Ye Pai's posture, Ye Feifan felt a sense of déjà vu!
"I came to the dormitory to find my classmates."
"Then go quickly, it will close soon."
"Well... By the way, Mr. Pai, let me ask you something."
"You kid, what do you want to ask?"
"Did the school teach elementary school students before?"
Ye Pai frowned and slowly sat up straight.
"Where did you hear that?"
"Hey, isn't there a relative in the village who plans to send his child to school? He asked me to inquire about it so that I can take care of him."
Nodding slightly, Ye Pai lay down again, his eyes seemed a little distracted, as if he was remembering something.
"It used to be, but now it's not."
"Why?"
"Elementary school students need to study for nine years before entering high school. In order to gain greater profits, high school students slowly outlawed the original primary school students."
"In other words, the school used to be called Qingfeng Elementary School?"
"That's right."
"Where are those elementary school students?"
"They went directly to high school after graduation and were not recruiting students after that."
"When was that?"
"I don't remember the specific year very clearly."
Ye Feifan felt a little relieved, and estimated that time should be ten years ago.
Ten years ago, the female teacher case also happened at that time... Could there be any connection between the two?
Perhaps some conflicts broke out because the elementary school was upgraded to a high school!
“It was so difficult before, how could the school get so much money?”
"You kid, you just know how to think nonsense. You can't guess it yourself?" Ye Pai rolled his eyes and fanned his cattail leaf fan frequently.
"Is anyone investing?"
"It can be said that he invested 60% of the school's shares and was the first principal."
"Lingzhu?"
"It's him, but his name is strange. You don't know his cousin yet."
"He still has a cousin?"
Ye Feifan was completely shocked. This was not the ancient times, and there were still people using two names?
"Lingzhu, named Xiaolu."
"Is this name so common?"
Think about the ancients, either Zilu, Kongming, Ziyi, Zhongda, etc... How come there is the word "Xiaolu"?
"I heard that his grandfather got it for him. After reading several big dictionaries, he came up with this word... It used to be the word 'narrow road', but then I thought it was unlucky, so I changed it to Xiaolu. I just hope it can be like Xiaolu. Just as straight and not crooked.”
At this point, Ye Pai suddenly stopped talking and looked down at the thermos cup. There were still a lot of wolfberry and tea leaves in the water.
Ye Feifan felt a little strange and quickly urged: "Uncle Pai, what's going on behind the scenes?"
"Go, go, go, young people should do whatever they want... Me too, why are I talking nonsense to you..."
Uncle Pai started to drive people away, and Ye Feifan was puzzled and could only feel aggrieved and planned to leave.
When leaving, he observed without trace and found that Uncle Ye Pai's eyes were attracted by something, and he looked around from time to time.
Following Uncle Pai's gaze, Ye Feifan saw a roll of paper on the coffee table. Under the roll was a colorful magazine.
Ye Feifan's eyes were strange and he didn't look any further. Uncle Pai seemed to have gone crazy!
Knowing Ye Pai's situation, Ye Feifan didn't stay too long and walked directly towards the dormitory in the back of the school... Uncle Ye Pai knew a lot of things, but it was not appropriate now. Maybe he could find an opportunity to reveal them all in the future.
Lingzhu is the first principal of Qingfeng High School after its establishment, so which principals are "Senior Wanqianzi's grandfather" and "Uncle Zhang Buzhan"?
The school is full of contradictions and mysteries...it may take longer to solve them.
With all kinds of doubts, Ye Feifan came outside the familiar dormitory building.
"Um?"
Ye Feifan was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.
Is this really the dormitory building last night?
The exterior of the dormitory building is painted with yellow dye and looks very clean, with no black spots from smoke at all.
Am I in the wrong place?
Ye Feifan was confused and cautiously approached the dormitory building.
The door to the dormitory was open, he encountered no obstruction, and he also saw a striking "communication room"!
Slowly approaching, he saw what was going on inside through the open window.
There was only a bed, a recliner and a wooden table in the reception room. Uncle Zhang Buzhan was leaning on the recliner. There was a thermal quilt and a radio on the table... On the radio, a certain channel was playing.
"I can't sleep late at night, so the radio station is here to help."
"Many times, what you see is an illusion, but what we see is not false."
"To control the destiny of life, start by controlling your own hobbies."
"Whether you can break the shackles of fate depends on whether your heart is strong enough."
"Weakness is the original sin. Evil will eventually defeat justice. Perhaps evil is indelible, but good can also be hurt."
"Interpret the contradictions of human nature and taste the choices of people."
"A good book, a cup of tea, and a radio will make a wonderful weekend comfortable."
"On a thunderstorm night, bus No. 88 has arrived. Please get off the bus in an orderly manner. Passengers who get on the bus please insert a coin. Please give your seat to those who need care. Thank you for your cooperation... At midnight every day, FM 404.4 MHz, listen The midnight story session will bring you a high-quality sleep experience... At midnight every night, the host Kong Ju will be with you..."
…
One of the sounds coming from the radio caught Ye Feifan's attention.
What do you seem to have missed?
Where does that familiar feeling come from?
Silently writing down the channel data of the radio station, Ye Feifan had a hunch that it seemed to provide him with different answers.
