C33 (1/2)

Not far away, in the bathroom of the gymnasium, there was another scene.

Not long ago, Zhang Wencheng was burning with anxiety as he ran in. He randomly picked a hole and squatted down.

Only after feeling comfortable did he remember that he didn't bring any paper with him. Fortunately, he brought his phone with him, so he could get his colleague to deliver some toilet paper in case of an emergency.

He took out the phone with a slight tremble. Who knew that when someone was down on their luck, they would drink cold water and fill their teeth with water. Zhang Wencheng checked his phone and waved it in the air, finally noticing some intermittent signals when he raised it above his head.

”It seems like I can't make a phone call anymore. Send the message!”

Zhang Wencheng edited a short message, then raised his phone above his head and pressed the send button. Unfortunately, he failed to send the message three times in a row.

”Could it be that the toilet door is blocking the signal?”

Zhang Wencheng was in such a state. Although he knew that he was being too naive, as long as there was a trace of hope, he still had to give it a try.

Zhang Wencheng held up his phone and opened the toilet door a crack.

The next moment, a flash light lit up. A student seemed to have been preparing for a long time as he directly used his phone to take a picture of Zhang Wencheng squatting in a pit.

Before Zhang Wencheng could see the student's face, the student had already turned around and ran out of the washroom. As he ran, he shouted, ”Everyone, quickly go take a look! Chairman Zhang is shitting in the washroom while taking pictures. His expression is so brilliant! The scene is so disgusting!”

All of a sudden, a group of students rushed into the male restroom. Zhang Wencheng was so scared that he immediately locked the door tightly. He didn't dare to say a single word no matter how much the students outside laughed.

The group of students made a ruckus for at least 20 minutes. Only after seeing that no one replied to their questions did they finally disperse in low spirits.

After squatting for a long time, Zhang Wencheng felt his legs turning from sour to swollen to numb. He could not take it anymore and forced himself to take off his underwear to take it off!

He hurriedly squatted down and pulled out another large puddle of filth. This time, he didn't even have his underwear; fortunately, he still had two socks. Although it was a little small, it was still enough!

”Never, never come a third time!” Zhang Wencheng prayed countless times in his heart before carefully standing up and opening the toilet door. Just as he walked out two steps, he felt ten thousand horses galloping in his stomach. He had no choice but to run back and squat down.

In the following half an hour, Zhang Wencheng pulled the phone dozens of times without any paper and without any signal. He couldn't even ask for help if he wanted to.

In October, at Jianghai City, the weather was still quite hot. Zhang Wencheng only wore a shirt, and after using up his underwear and two socks, he had no choice but to place his only hope on his shirt.

”The bottom of the shirt is quite long, and it's stuffed into the pants. I don't think any less students would be able to tell!” Zhang Wencheng tried to comfort himself, but hardened his heart and tore off a piece of his shirt.

It was a pity that he had underestimated the amount of medicine Su Xiaoqiao had to add. A strong laxative that cost ten people, even if a bear ate it, it wouldn't even take ten tries to get up.

Thus, the long-sleeved shirt became a short-sleeved shirt … The short-sleeved shirt became a T-shirt... The T-shirt turned into a small vest...

When Zhang Wencheng finally felt that his stomach was empty and he couldn't pull out even the slightest bit of it, his small vest had already become a bellyband …