dognovel Chapter 17: Did you borrow money from Song Shiyin of our family?
Chapter 17: Did you borrow money from Song Shiyin of our family?
"Don't you know how to keep track of time when you go to school every day? You know it's time for class, so why don't you hurry up?"
They're all senior high school students, don't they have this much self-discipline?
The head of the teaching department walked around while reprimanding the students.
Suddenly, he saw Lin Qi, remembered something, and asked in confusion, "Lin Qi? Aren't you a boarding student? Why are you off-campus?"
Lynch told the truth: "I ate breakfast outside."
"The cafeteria offers so many breakfast options, isn't that enough for you? Why do you have to go out?"
The head of teaching affairs scolded him in a bad mood.
"Yes, yes, yes."
Lin Qi listened attentively, nodding repeatedly.
"Director Li."
A voice suddenly interrupted the headmaster's lecture.
The head of student affairs turned to look at the source of the voice and immediately smiled, "Attorney Zhuo, what brings you here?"
Is your surname Zhuo?
Lin Qi had a sudden thought and turned around to see a woman wearing a trench coat and exquisite makeup walking towards the teaching building.
She looked to be in her early thirties, very well-maintained, and wore silver-rimmed women's glasses, exuding an elegant air.
She was carrying a black handbag that looked quite ordinary.
But Lynch immediately noticed the silk scarf wrapped around the handle and the classic gold buckle.
That's the classic Hermès Kelly bag; its price in 09 should have exceeded 7 RMB.
In this day and age, 7 yuan is enough to pay the down payment for a house in Laizhou, a prefecture-level city.
"I came to see Song Shiyin and take care of some things."
The woman smiled and explained her purpose to the head of student affairs, her gaze subtly sweeping over the row of students who were being punished.
Her gaze did not linger on Lin Qi, but merely swept over him.
However, Lin Qi had already recognized her; she was Song Shiyin's mother, Zhuo Mingxiu.
"Oh, go ahead then, she should be in class."
The head of the teaching department enthusiastically pointed to the entrance of the teaching building and watched her enter.
Turning back, he quickly put on a stern face and continued to scold the late students.
After standing there for five or six minutes, the homeroom teachers of each class, having received the news, came downstairs one after another to pick up their students.
Soon, Lin Qi spotted his homeroom teacher, Liu Yan.
Teacher Liu is very short, only about 1.55 meters tall.
Although she is not yet fifty years old, her short, ear-length hair has already turned quite a bit white.
Approaching Lin Qi, she smiled at him and waved, "Let's go."
Lin Qi called her last night, and she assumed he had come to the school early this morning.
Lin Qi had never been late during high school; this was his first offense.
So the head of discipline didn't say anything, he just focused on scolding the other habitual offenders.
After taking Lin Qi back upstairs, Liu Yan told him to go back to his class.
Morning self-study had already begun. Lin Qi walked along the corridor toward his classroom, and the classrooms he passed along the way were filled with the buzzing sound of people reciting vocabulary words.
As Lin Qi passed by Zhang Haozhe's Class 18, he slowed down and looked at Zhang Haozhe, who was sitting by the window.
Zhang Haozhe also saw him and gave him an OK sign.
Lin Qi understood immediately and knew that he had already asked for leave.
Now all that's left is to wait for Song Shiyin to give him a definite answer, then Lin Qi can go to Liu Yan to ask for leave.
Soon, Lin Qi returned to his class.
The students in the class were all studying on their own, memorizing vocabulary.
When they saw Lin Qi come in, most of them just looked up at him and then continued to study.
But as Lin Qi looked at the familiar faces, he felt a strange mix of emotions.
Back in his familiar seat, Lin Qi sat down and looked at the stack of books on his desk. Surrounded by the sound of students reading aloud, he felt a little dazed.
The air was thick with chalk dust, the floor was freshly mopped, and the damp smell of evaporating air mingled with the faint odor of foot odor emanating from under the table...
As time has passed, distant memories from more than a decade ago have intertwined with the vivid reality before our eyes.
This feeling is truly quite peculiar.
I casually picked up the ninth-grade English textbook on the table, opened the vocabulary list, and glanced at it.
He remembered all of those words.
The powerful memory brought about by hyperthymesia meant that he never experienced the pain of other students who couldn't remember words during high school.
However, his English pronunciation wasn't very standard back then.
Having spent many years abroad, he has developed fluent English and can even imitate accents from various regions.
Looking at high school English now, he felt it was completely unafraid.
He then pulled out a copy of Huanggang's "Three Years of College Entrance Examination and Five Years of Simulation" and flipped through the past years' college entrance examination papers.
Although he hadn't done this type of problem for over a decade, he could still recall the solution method by studying it carefully and comparing it with his memory.
Moreover, he discovered that he still remembered the contents of this year's college entrance examination paper!
This means that he is indeed capable of achieving scores comparable to those of Tsinghua and Peking Universities.
Even in Chinese, his weakest subject, he could prepare in advance and achieve a score far better than in his previous life.
With his eyes closed, he quickly recalled the reading comprehension questions from the college entrance examination's Chinese paper.
It was an essay titled "Remember the Way Home".
The question is: The author says at the beginning of the article that he has a habit of "wandering around" whenever he "arrives in an unfamiliar city". What are the advantages of writing like this?
"..."
Lin Qi was in a real bind.
How does he know what the benefits are in writing it this way?
Maybe the author got hungry and was looking for a restaurant all over the place?
He helplessly discovered that even knowing the Chinese exam questions in advance could not change his shortcomings in nitpicking and understanding psychology.
It seems the only option is to ask someone about these questions beforehand and then memorize the standard answers.
Just as he was reminiscing, Liu Yan suddenly came to the classroom.
"Lin Qi, come out here for a moment."
She walked over to Lin Qi, patted him on the shoulder, and called him outside.
Upon arriving in the corridor outside the classroom, Lin Qi suddenly noticed that Song Shiyin's mother, Zhuo Mingxiu, was also outside the door.
When he came out, Zhuo Mingxiu looked over.
"Attorney Zhuo, that's Lin Qi."
Liu Yan introduced her to the person.
Looking at Lin Qi, Zhuo Mingxiu suddenly realized something and subconsciously glanced out the window.
She clearly remembered seeing Lin Qi outside the teaching building when she arrived.
Having remembered this, her gaze towards Lin Qi held a deeper meaning.
Hello, Auntie.
Lin Qi greeted him politely, already having a guess in his mind.
Zhuo Mingxiu must have come to borrow money.
Sure enough, Zhuo Mingxiu nodded slightly and then asked Lin Qi, "Lin Qi, did you borrow money from our Song Shiyin?"
"Yes."
Lin Qi readily admitted, "I called her last night and borrowed it over the phone."
Seeing Lin Qi admit it, Zhuo Mingxiu nodded slightly and then asked, "Did Song Shiyin agree to lend it to you?"
"no."
Lynch replied, "She said she needs to ask her family's opinion."
Liu Yan was clearly unaware that Zhuo Mingxiu had come to see Lin Qi about this matter.
Upon hearing this, she couldn't help but ask Lin Qi, "Lin Qi, why did you borrow money from someone?"
"My family is in debt, and if we can't pay it back, my dad will have to go to another city to work."
Lin Qi did not hide his family situation and responded frankly without the slightest embarrassment.
In his view now, it's normal to have financial problems. As long as he finds a way to make ends meet and pay off his debts, it's not a big deal.
Seeing his composed expression, Zhuo Mingxiu gave him a deep look and asked, "Then why did you ask my Song Shiyin for money?"