Chapter 590 Sister, when will it be my turn?
In the last semester of senior year, the whole atmosphere in the senior year teaching building of the No. 1 Middle School became different.

Compared to the first and second year students who have school activities such as the three major ball games and the Ningshan Hiking this semester, the third year students only have one goal this semester.

That is the high school entrance examination.

Ying Chanxi was standing in front of the blackboard of Class 8 of Grade 3, holding a piece of chalk in his hand and standing on tiptoes with difficulty.

She erased the "91" in the 91-day countdown to the college entrance examination in the upper right corner of the blackboard and planned to change the number to "90".

It was morning self-study time.

Although Ying Chanxi apparently already had a boyfriend, and that boyfriend was their great class monitor.

But at this age, many men still cannot resist the attraction of girls like Ying Chanxi.

Looking at Ying Chanxi's slender back as she tried her best to stand on tiptoe, even though she was completely wrapped in the blue and white school uniform jacket, it was still hard to look away.

But when everyone saw the "91" on the blackboard being erased and their eyes fell on Ying Chanxi's back, they subconsciously felt a sense of loneliness.

This is a touch of pure white moonlight that represents youth. There are only 90 days left before we have to say goodbye to them...

Class Eight is just an ordinary class after all. Although due to the college entrance examination reform, some students from key classes transferred here when the second year of high school was divided into classes.

But most of the students still cannot keep up with Ying Chanxi's pace. The score threshold of Qianjiang University is like an insurmountable chasm for them.

Perhaps in another 90 days, they will never see again this figure that once left a bright spot in their youth.

And just then.

A figure walked in from the front door of the classroom.

He had just finished using the toilet and his hands were still a little wet. He walked behind Ying Chanxi and jokingly wiped them on her school uniform.

Ying Chanxi sensed something and turned his head to see that this guy was using his clothes as tissues. However, he did not look angry. Instead, he glared at him with a look of reproach.

This scenery is really lovely.

This girl who is usually serious and solemn in front of others, the vice-monitor of Class 8, the former president of the Student Union, and the top student in the grade, only reveals this cute little emotion in front of this boy.

The two of them interacted with each other on the classroom podium, and Ying Chanxi whispered something.

Probably telling him to stop disturbing her and go back to his seat quickly.

But as Ying Chanxi turned around again and raised his hand to add the "90".

Li Luo, who was behind Ying Chanxi, did not leave. Instead, he used his tall back to completely cover Ying Chanxi's petite body, blocking the boys' gaze.

Then he raised his hand, turned his head and looked outside the classroom. When he didn't see the teacher, he continued to raise his arm and easily held Ying Chanxi's delicate little hand.

The sounds of recitation during morning self-study in the classroom suddenly became much quieter.

The girls also looked up at the podium.

Male classmates like Liu Shaowen and Shao Heqi couldn't help but grit their teeth, their faces full of envy and jealousy.

Ying Chanxi was startled by Li Luo's action, and then her cheeks flushed instantly. She whispered, "What are you doing? Everyone is watching."

"What's wrong?" Li Luo chuckled in her ear and said, "I saw that you couldn't reach it, so I just helped you. The deputy class monitor has to clean up the mess if he can't do it well."

"Who asked you to wipe my ass?" Ying Chanxi's face turned red and she spat softly, but she did not resist Li Luo's tight grip on her hand.

So with the combined efforts of the two, the handwriting of "90" on the blackboard was thick, not as thin as the previous "91".

But that's not the point.

The boys looked at this scene and thought that this is what youth is all about.

The girls were imagining in their minds that they could openly show off their affection with the person they like on the podium...

Hey!

So shy.

Sure enough, after putting down the chalk, Ying Chanxi turned around and walked towards her seat, her cheeks flushed, looking so bright and charming that people couldn't take their eyes off her.

But the next second, Li Luo tapped his fingers on the podium and coughed to remind them, "Don't be lazy, Teacher Kong will be here soon."

When everyone came to their senses, many of them glanced at their squad leaders speechlessly, wondering who was slacking off?

But when Kong Junxiang's figure "happened" and "just happened" to walk in from the front door, the volume of reading in the classroom immediately rose several notches.

Everyone regained their enthusiasm.

Kong Junxiang glanced at the students in the classroom, and then glanced at Li Luo on the podium.

Seeing this, Li Luo greeted Kong Junxiang and then immediately walked back to his seat.

"This morning, go over the texts that I mentioned yesterday that we need to memorize. When there are five minutes left in the morning self-study class, I will come over to check the dictation." Kong Junxiang said this, and when he passed by the podium, his eyes unconsciously raised and glanced at the college entrance examination countdown on the blackboard.

……

After the morning self-study session, Kong Junxiang glanced around the classroom and said, "I won't correct the dictation. Look for any mistakes you made and pay attention next time."

After saying this, he turned around and left the classroom without delaying the students' get out of class time.

And at this moment, a voice called him.

"Teacher Kong." Ying Chanxi was the first to chase out and trotted behind Kong Junxiang.

Yan Zhusheng and Li Luo also followed her, and when Kong Junxiang turned around, they stood in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Kong Junxiang looked at the three little guys and asked in confusion, "Is there anything else?"

"It's like this." Ying Chanxi took the initiative to speak, "We have something going on at home tomorrow, so I want to take half a day off. Let me know in advance and write a note for Teacher Kong."

"Is there something wrong at home?" Kong Junxiang blinked and was about to ask what was wrong, but his eyes fell on Yan Zhusheng. Thinking of Yuan Wanqing's identity, he turned around and asked, "Is there something wrong at home?"

"Yeah." Yan Zhusheng nodded.

"I'll call your parents to confirm, is that ok?" Kong Junxiang asked again, "If you really have something to do, I'll give you a note during the third Chinese class."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work, Teacher Kong." Ying Chanxi nodded.

……

March 3th, Friday morning.

At the Civil Affairs Bureau in the north of Ningshan, Yinjiang District, Zheng Xin, as a front desk staff member, has just started working and is working very seriously on his preparations.

The experienced lady next to her, who had worked at the Civil Affairs Bureau for ten years, arrived on time to punch in, and even took out breakfast after sitting down.

"Sister Meng, the director just said yesterday that you should not bring breakfast to your workstation to eat." Zheng Xin kindly reminded, "What if someone comes to handle business at this time? It will be embarrassing."

"Who could be here so early in the morning?" Sister Meng ate her breakfast nonchalantly. "The director won't be here until nine o'clock. What's there to be afraid of?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau was pushed open.

A man and a woman walked in from outside, followed by three young people.

Seeing this, Sister Meng quickly pushed the breakfast to the back of the counter and covered it with the horizontal cabinet above.

Although she said she was not afraid, she couldn't bear it if she were complained by customers who came to her store to do business.

At this time, Zheng Xin had already smiled and said to the person walking towards him, "Excuse me, what business do you want to handle?"

"Apply for a marriage certificate." The man spoke calmly as he took out the relevant documents from the briefcase he carried with him.

The woman wearing sunglasses and a mask also took off all the items on her face.

Zheng Xin subconsciously glanced at the woman's face and felt that she looked quite young, but if he looked closely, he could tell that she was not young either. How should I put it... she looked familiar.

Zheng Xin thought so, but he couldn't just keep staring at it. After taking the relevant materials from the man, he lowered his head and started to handle the business.

Sister Meng at the side also stood up to help, handing over the "Declaration of Application for Marriage Registration" for the two to fill out.

"Ying Zhicheng...Yuan Wanqing..." Zheng Xin took a look at their ID cards, then compared them with the information in their household registration book and confirmed that they were correct.

At this time, a girl who was following behind leaned over the counter and asked curiously, "Does a marriage certificate only require an ID card and a household registration booklet?"

Zheng Xin had just graduated from college. When he looked up and saw Yan Zhusheng's delicate face, he was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and nodded and said:

"You also need to provide three 2-inch group photos. Of course, you can also take them on site."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng nodded, his eyes secretly falling on the household registration book brought by his mother. He lingered on it for a long time, and no one knew what was in his head.

"All the materials here have been verified. Do you need to go to the oath-taking platform to take photos?" Zheng Xin looked at Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing and asked.

"Well, let's take a photo." Ying Zhicheng nodded, "We brought our own camera, so we can just borrow the venue."

"No problem, I'll take you there." Zheng Xin nodded with a smile, then looked at his colleague next to him, "Sister Meng, can you please get me the marriage certificate?"

"I know, go ahead."

Sister Meng waved her hand, took over the documents that Zheng Xin had just processed, and turned to make the marriage certificate.

But just when she was confirming whether the information on the marriage certificate was correct, she suddenly froze.

"Yuan Wanqing?"

"This name sounds familiar."

Sister Meng pondered the name and looked at the photo provided by Yuan Wanqing. The more she looked, the more familiar it looked.

After a few seconds, she suddenly exclaimed, as if she had thought of something, and quickly took out her cell phone to check.

Then the whole person was stunned.

……

"Why did you ask what I need to prepare for the marriage certificate?" Ying Chanxi turned his head to look at his adopted sister and asked with narrowed eyes.

"I'm just curious." Yan Zhusheng blinked and said innocently, "What if it comes in handy in the future?"

"Where do you want to use it for?" Ying Chanxi puffed out his lips. When he thought about how someone was so careful as to put the marriage certificate into his mind while trying to steal someone's house, he couldn't help but think of that possibility.

But Yan Zhusheng glanced at Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing who were walking in front, and then he said to Ying Chanxi seriously while counting on his fingers:

"Of course I want to marry Li Luo, but this doesn't stop you from marrying Li Luo, sister."

When Ying Chanxi heard this, he was stunned for a moment, his mind was a little confused: "What do you mean? And, who said I was going to marry this guy!"

"Really?" Yan Zhusheng tilted his head, "Actually, I have a good idea."

"As long as I marry Li Luo first, and then divorce, you marry Li Luo, and then divorce, and then senior sister..."

"Stop!" Ying Chanxi felt something was wrong the more he listened, so he interrupted immediately, "What are you talking about! Why do you want a divorce?"

"Otherwise it would be against the law." Yan Zhusheng reminded seriously, "But if we get married first and then divorced, we would both be Li Luo's ex-wives. It's okay for the ex-husband to take care of his ex-wife, right?"

Ying Chanxi: "...I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"What are you talking about?" Li Luo, who was at the back, was fiddling with Ying Chanxi's camera. He didn't hear clearly what the two of them were whispering about, so he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"No, nothing!" Ying Chanxi said with a blush.

Yan Zhusheng told Li Luo generously: "My sister said she wants to marry you."

"No way!" Ying Chanxi's cheeks flushed instantly, and he quickly reached out to cover Yan Zhusheng's mouth, "Don't listen to her nonsense!"

"Zhu Sheng, stop talking nonsense." Li Luo coughed and watched the two of them play with a smile, "Stop playing around and go take some pictures."

Five people followed Zheng Xin into the oath-taking room.

Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing had already walked onto the swearing-in platform, while Zheng Xin stood beside them and said with a smile, "We can provide bouquets here, and there are also swearing-in manuals on the table, which you can hold in your hands and take photos."

"The marriage certificate will be ready and sent to you in a while, and you two can hold it in your hands and take photos as a souvenir."

"There are fewer people today, so I can give you more time."

Ying Zhicheng nodded, then asked, "Can we let our daughter come on stage and take a photo together?"

Zheng Xin glanced at Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng in the audience, then nodded: "Of course."

So at Ying Zhicheng's beckoning, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng came to Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing respectively and held their parents' arms.

Li Luo held the camera in his hand and looked at the scene in front of him with a relieved smile on his face.

Ying Chanxi on the stage looked at Li Luo, then turned his head to look at his father beside him, looked at his resolute profile, and then leaned over to look at Yuan Wanqing and Yan Zhusheng.

Her eyes looked around and she was in a trance for a moment. When she finally came to her senses, she confirmed that this had come true.

Dad started a new family.

No...it should be said that we formed a new family together.

Ying Chanxi pursed her lips, looked at Li Luo who was holding up a camera in the audience, aimed at the lens, and smiled.

Although Zhusheng can be annoying at times, he is not a bad person.

Aunt Yuan is a very nice person. During the Chinese New Year, she didn’t treat her and Zhu Sheng any differently.

When she was with her father, Ying Chanxi could clearly feel that the expression on her father's face relaxed.

Thinking about this, Ying Chanxi couldn't help but raise his head and look at the ceiling.

If my mother knew about this, she would also send her blessings, right?

"Why are you still crying?"

When walking out of the oath-taking room, Li Luo turned his head to look at Ying Chanxi, and seeing the tears in the corners of her eyes, he raised his hand and gently wiped them for her.

Ying Chanxi buried his face in Li Luo's arms, rubbed it left and right, and just when he was about to move away, Li Luo hugged him tightly in his arms.

His soft whisper in my ear:

"If Aunt Yan knew, she would be happy for you."

"Li Luo." Ying Chanxi raised her face in his arms and looked at him with red eyes.

"what happened?"

"Do not talk."

Ying Chanxi stood on tiptoe and gently touched Li Luo's lips.

Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing subconsciously turned their heads, but their view was blocked by Yan Zhusheng. They thought Ying Chanxi was looking at the photos taken by the camera in Li Luo's arms.

after awhile.

Ying Chanxi felt someone poking his shoulder a few times.

Then she heard Yan Zhusheng's voice beside her ears: "Sister, when will it be my turn?"

(End of this chapter)