Meng Yan's Transformation

After the evening self-study class.

When the long bell pierced the silence of the night, the whole teaching building seemed to be suddenly injected with vitality. The students near the window were the first to open the window a little, and the cool night breeze rushed into the classroom, blowing away the tiredness in the classroom...

The PE representative in the first row slammed his exercise book shut, and the metal pencil case snapped with a crisp sound, like a command gun fired during a race. The boys in the back row had already slung their schoolbags over their shoulders, hooked one foot on the chair leg, and now rushed to the door like an arrow from a bow, the hem of their clothes rustling as they ran.

The girls walked in groups of two or three, holding hands and walking slowly. The ends of their hair were still stained with ballpoint pen ink from their calculation papers, and they glowed a faint blue light under the ceiling lights in the corridor...

Laughter suddenly broke out at the back door of the classroom - it turned out that someone was stuck in the door frame, and the bulging schoolbag blocked the passage like a turtle's hard shell.

The student on duty stood on the podium, holding a half-broken piece of chalk he had picked up from the ground, and looked at the suddenly empty classroom, shaking his head and smiling bitterly...

The lights in the corridor came on, illuminating the young faces.

The sound of a harmonica drifted from a classroom, intermittent, mixed with the sound of arguments about math problems, echoing off the white walls.

At the corner of the stairs, the teacher holding a workbook stopped and watched the students' figures passing by the moonlit columns, just like watching a group of nighthawks eager to return to their nests...

Zhan Mengyan walked out of the teaching building and did not see Zhan Zixun and Zhang Xincheng.

Zhan Mengyan stood in front of the teaching building, surrounded by students who hurriedly left and occasional laughter. She rubbed her hands from time to time, her heart filled with anxiety and anticipation. Her mind kept replaying the agreement with Zhan Zixun and Zhang Xincheng.

"Will these two people encounter any trouble? Will they have a fight because of their disagreement about my accommodation? No, no, I am just imagining something..." As Zhan Mengyan thought about it, her heart beat faster, her palms sweated slightly, and she stamped her feet from time to time to relieve her nervousness.

Zhan Mengyan paced back and forth in the cold wind, looking into the distance from time to time. Her scarf fluttered gently in the wind, and her hair under the hat was blown a little messy by the wind. Her eyes were sometimes firm, sometimes confused, as if she was looking for a trace of comfort.

"Student, why haven't you left yet? If you don't leave now, the school gate will be locked. If you have something important to tell me, can you tell the person on duty at the school's security guard and mail room to delay locking the gate?"

While the school duty student was speaking, he walked up to Zhan Mengyan and looked her up and down.

"I'm waiting for someone. I'll be leaving soon. I won't delay the locking of the school gate. Thank you..."

While Zhan Mengyan was speaking, she nodded to express her gratitude to the students on duty at the school.

After the students on duty left the school, Zhan Mengyan felt extremely anxious, like an ant on a hot pan.

"Why haven't these two come in such a long time? Have they forgotten my business? They are really unreliable! I can't wait for them any longer. The world won't turn without them. Will I be unable to find my aunt's house without someone to lead the way?!?

Zhan Mengyan complained to herself, kicking the stones under her feet and making a "gurgling" sound.

"Zhan Mengyan! Who are you calling unreliable? I just asked for leave from the dormitory teacher. I guess you must be anxious waiting for me. I'm sorry!"

As Zhang Xincheng spoke, he walked over from behind Zhan Mengyan.

"Why are you here alone? Where's my brother? It's useless for you to come alone. You don't even know the way to my great aunt's house!"

As Zhan Mengyan spoke, her eyes kept looking around, hoping that her brother Zixun would suddenly appear from somewhere.

"Zhan Mengyan, don't look at me, your brother really didn't come. I thought he would come earlier than me, because I was delayed for a while by looking for the dormitory teacher. Don't worry, just stand here and don't move. I'm going to look for Zhan Zixun. If your brother comes, please wait for me for a few minutes. I'll be back soon!"

As Zhang Xincheng spoke, he ran towards Zhan Zixun's dormitory.

In the dormitory, Zhan Zixun had a disagreement with his classmate Li Mingyue over a math problem. The two of them went from sitting down to arguing, with draft paper covering the entire desk. Mathematical symbols jumped and flew on the calculation paper as they argued fiercely. In order to verify different solutions, they each drew coordinates and geometric auxiliary lines, and repeatedly refused to give in on the key steps in the problem-solving process.

"Zhan Zixun, your sister is still waiting for you! Have you asked for leave from the dormitory teacher?"

As Zhang Xincheng spoke, he stepped forward and grabbed Zhan Zixun's calculation paper.

"Zhang Xincheng, what are you doing?! Stop making trouble, I'm solving the problem. Ask Zhan Mengyan to wait a little longer, I'll be done in a moment..."

While Zhan Zixun was speaking, he hurriedly snatched the calculation paper from Zhang Xincheng's hand.

Zhang Xincheng knew how stubborn Zhan Zixun was—once he made up his mind, even ten oxen couldn’t pull him back.

In order to solve the problem quickly, Zhang Xincheng had to join in. With his participation, Zhan Zixun suddenly discovered the connection between his and Li Mingyue's ideas, and in the process of mutual improvement, they found a more ingenious way to solve the problem.

"Okay, that's enough, Zhan Zixun, hurry up and leave. Don't let Zhan Mengyan wait anxiously!"

While Zhang Xincheng was speaking, he forcibly pulled Zhan Zixun away.