Chapter 4 Mango Pomelo Sago

Chapter Summary: Gu Linzhao felt that his mind was definitely not quite clear.

Fu Xianyin naturally didn't attend the remaining half of the PE class. She looked at Gu Linzhao, indicating that she could hop to the classroom on one foot, and then watched Gu Linzhao return to the playground the same way.

Then she walked back to the classroom as usual.

Compared to the foolish image of hopping on one leg, Fu Xianyin felt that the pain was nothing.

There was only one little girl sitting in the front row of the classroom. Fu Xianyin didn't know her, and since she came through the back door, she wouldn't be able to see her either, so she didn't say hello.

But the girl seemed to be very outgoing. After noticing that there were people in the back row, she quickly pulled up a chair and sat down next to Fu Xianyin.

She smiled kindly: "My name is Cheng Zhaozhao, and your name is Fu Xianyin, right? Which string and which note is it?"

Fu Xianyin opened her textbook, pointed to the name on it, and said softly, "Look, it's this string, this sound."

Fu Xianyin spoke so close that her breath even touched the back of Cheng Zhaozhao's hand. When Cheng Zhaozhao looked up, she saw Fu Xianyin's porcelain-like face, and her heart suddenly started racing uncontrollably.

She moved the stool back a step, creating some distance between herself and Fu Xianyin, and said in a hamster-like gesture, "Oh my god, don't get so close to me, my face is turning red."

After saying that, Cheng Zhaozhao glanced at Fu Xianyin cautiously again.

The girl's face was full of collagen, and from this distance you could even see the tiny downy hairs on the tip of her pert nose. Her eyelashes were thick and long, forming a subtle line at the outer corner of her eyes, slightly upturned.

Thinking this, she said it directly: "You are really beautiful."

Fu Xianyin has been praised for being well-behaved by elders and for being beautiful by boys in her life, but she has rarely experienced such blatant advances from a same sex.

She smiled genuinely, her eyes crinkling: "Thank you, you look beautiful too."

Being complimented on her looks by a beautiful girl made Cheng Zhaozhao feel instantly closer to Fu Xianyin. She rested her chin on her hand, looking at Fu Xianyin, and asked, "Xianyin, do you have any talents? Our class is short one performance for the arts festival next week. Can you fill in?"

Fu Xianyin looked at her with some surprise: "You're the literature and art committee member."

She thought Song Yaoge was the literature and art committee member.

Cheng Zhaozhao said without any hesitation, "It was originally her, but she's a dance student and she's about to have dance training, so Sister Gao just randomly picked me to do it. Right now, only Song Yaoge's program has been selected from the class. There's another round of performances this afternoon. Do you want to give it a try?"

After saying that, she also felt that the possibility was not high: "But the time is too tight, there is no time to prepare the program."

Fu Xianyin neither said it was good nor bad, but simply listened obediently to Cheng Zhaozhao's rambling.

Cheng Zhaozhao was a chatterbox, incredibly talkative, and Fu Xianyin could hardly get a word in edgewise, only occasionally chiming in with a few words.

Cheng Zhaozhao seemed oblivious to the bell ringing after gym get out of class, until the back door was kicked open with a bang. Lin Anxu saw Cheng Zhaozhao sitting next to Fu Xianyin and laughed:

"Hey, Cheng Zhaozhao, you've already teamed up with that pretty lady so quickly. Since you're so talkative, why doesn't Sister Gao let you sit next to the podium?"

Cheng Zhaozhao, hands on her hips, retorted, "Sitting on the side of the podium isn't about how much you talk. I talk a lot, but I do it after class. You don't talk much, but you get a lot of points deducted. If you don't sit on the podium, who will?"

After Cheng Zhaozhao finished speaking, Fu Xianyin clearly felt a gaze coming from the side.

She turned her head away, pretending not to feel it.

Seeing that he had a good relationship with Cheng Zhaozhao, Lin Anxu followed up with, "That was before. I've already reformed and become a better person. If you don't believe me, ask the class monitor who has the most points deducted on the deduction sheet now."

Cheng Zhaozhao refused to admit defeat: "Just ask, it'll definitely be you."

Fu Xianyin thought to herself that it might not actually be him.

She scored a whopping 8 points yesterday, which is probably a huge achievement in Class 15 of Beichuan No.1 Middle School, where school rules and regulations are very strict.

Lin Anxu urged Gu Linzhao to look at the deduction book. Gu Linzhao picked it up, flipped through it a couple of times, and then looked down to meet Fu Xianyin's gaze.

Fu Xianyin swallowed nervously, but then she heard someone beside her say:

Have you finished your biology homework?

Lin Anxu, who had been grinning, immediately frowned upon hearing this. He glanced at the clock hands, which were almost pointing to the start of class, and pouted, saying:

"No."

Gu Linzhao chuckled: "Well, you did lose the most points."

"How many points?"

Fu Xianyin suddenly interrupted and asked.

Gu Linzhao glanced at her with a half-smile, his voice rising slightly: "Nine points."

Goodness.

She won by a narrow margin.

The school bell rang on time, and Lin Anxu and Cheng Zhaozhao quickly returned to their seats at the front. Fu Xianyin took out her biology textbook, ready to listen attentively to the lesson.

She has good study habits. Compared to Lin Anxu, who would turn around 500 times during the previous class to see when get out of class would end, Fu Xianyin is very focused when she studies, and can almost ignore everything else.

She endured until biology class ended, then stretched and suddenly felt a buzzing vibration inside her desk.

She took it out and glanced at it; the three words "Chen Huimei" on the caller ID stood out.

Fu Xianyin watched as the contact's name flashed for a long time before automatically turning off, only to flash again a few seconds later. She knew then that she couldn't avoid it.

Just then, Song Yaoge circled around from the front. Ignoring Fu Xianyin, she went straight to Gu Linzhao, her fingers secretly twisting together in front of her.

"Class monitor, I have to go to rehearse for the show during self-study this afternoon. I need to ask you for leave."

Gu Linzhao said in a businesslike manner, "You should ask the homeroom teacher for leave requests."

Song Yaoge came up with a reason she had prepared beforehand, saying, "I've already talked to the homeroom teacher, but I'm telling you again because I'm afraid they'll deduct points from my score if they see I'm not there."

Fu Xianyin suddenly interjected, "So even the class monitor can deduct points unjustly?"

Gu Linzhao's voice was devoid of emotion: "Don't you know whether or not points are deducted unjustly?"

His tone was still as cold and ruthless as ever, but the way he spoke sounded somewhat familiar.

Song Yaoge felt extremely embarrassed. She pursed her lips and ran out through the back door.

The phone in her hand was about to hang up automatically again. Fu Xianyin didn't have time to go out and answer it, so she had to press the green button in the classroom.

On the phone, Chen Huimei's voice was clearly choked with sobs: "Yinyin, your dad's out fooling around again, this is terrible..."

Her voice was as loud as ever, and Gu Linzhao could definitely hear it at this distance. Fu Xianyin took a deep breath, turned around and ran out of the classroom.

When Lin Anxu arrived, he only saw Fu Xuanyin's back. He was a little surprised: "Didn't you hurt your leg, beautiful lady? Can you run?"

Gu Linzhao didn't say anything, a reaction that Lin Anxu had expected. He pulled Gu Linzhao and walked out, saying, "I'm exhausted from standing for a whole class. Come with me to buy a milk tea."

He was just saying it symbolically, but he didn't expect Gu Linzhao to actually stand up and leave the classroom with him.

There were only a few minutes left of the break, but luckily the milk tea shop had a batch of freshly made milk tea, which saved us the time of waiting.

Lin Anxu took a cup of the new matcha flavored drink, paid the bill, and was about to leave when he saw Gu Linzhao hesitantly take a cup of mango pomelo sago to pay the bill.

He looked at the milk tea in Gu Linzhao's hand and said incredulously, "Don't you never drink milk tea?"

Gu Linzhao didn't deny it. He shook the bottle to mix the mango puree at the bottom and said, "It's for my deskmate."

He could hear Fu Xianyin's voice clearly on the phone, and he also noticed the change in the girl's emotions when she ran out.

He couldn't quite explain his feelings, but when Lin Anxu asked him to buy milk tea, he suddenly felt he had to buy one for Fu Xianyin.

When the two entered the classroom, Fu Xianyin had already returned to her seat. Gu Linzhao's eyes were immediately drawn to a bright yellow drink on his desk.

The color and shape look so damn similar to the mango pomelo sago he's holding.

He sat back down in silence. Fu Xianyin heard the movement beside her and turned to Gu Linzhao to introduce it: "This is what I just bought for you at the milk tea shop. You helped me earlier, so I wanted to express my gratitude..."

Let me express my gratitude.

Her words abruptly stopped when she saw the identical cup of mango pomelo sago in Gu Linzhao's hand.

Gu Linzhao's expression was somewhat complicated: "My cup..."

I bought it for you too.

Fu Xianyin didn't understand his meaning and started to worry to herself: "You also like mango pomelo sago? Then it seems I didn't make a mistake in buying it. Can you drink two cups? This stuff shouldn't spoil in the afternoon, right..."

Gu Linzhao interrupted her hesitation and decided to be honest with his deskmate: "This cup is for you."

I bought it for you.

This is for you.

your.

These four words played on repeat in Fu Xianyin's mind, and she quickly realized what was going on.

After hearing about her family's messy situation, her kind-hearted classmate and class monitor had a change of heart and decided to buy her a cup of milk tea.

Since that's the case.

Fu Xianyin didn't stand on ceremony with him, took the cup of mango pomelo sago, inserted a straw, and started drinking.

She took a sip, frowned, and after checking again, she turned to look at Gu Linzhao very seriously: "Did you forget to add the crispy boba?"

Gu Linzhao was stunned for a moment, then pondered carefully what exactly a crispy popcorn was.

Fu Xianyin sighed in exasperation, pointing to her cup of the most perfect mango pomelo sago dessert in the world and saying, "Try it, the crunchy thing inside is the crispy bobo."

Gu Linzhao did not refuse her kindness, inserted the straw and took a sip, and sure enough, he tasted a few crunchy things.

Fu Xianyin said with great seriousness, "Mango pomelo sago must have crispy boba. Mango pomelo sago without crispy boba is soulless. Believe me, you can leave out anything else, but crispy boba is a must. This is the experience I've gained from buying mango pomelo sago countless times."

Gu Linzhao frowned: "So you bought countless servings of mango pomelo sago just to try it out?"

Won't you get tired of drinking it?

"yes."

Fu Xianyin straightened her back and said proudly, "This is the attitude towards Yangzhi Ganlu (a type of sweet dew), and it deserves it."

The school bell interrupted Fu Xianyin's lesson.

Looking at the classical Chinese text in his Chinese textbook, Gu Linzhao realized that his mind must have been a bit foggy just now.

Otherwise, why would he listen to Fu Xianyin's Mango Pomelo Sago mini-class and even seriously ask his own questions?