Pretending to be Good [Campus + Broken Mirror Reunion]

Everyone at Beichuan No. 1 High School knew Gu Linzhao. With his outstanding looks, aloof personality, and a firm hold on the top spot in the grade for years, he was the most brilliant prodigy, and...

Chapter 78 Couple Outfits [VIP]

Chapter 78 Couple Outfits [VIP]

Chapter Summary: There are never any "what ifs".

The cheers and screams nearly lifted the ceiling off.

Fu Xianyin felt that time around her had slowed down.

She could clearly see the relief on Gao Ying's face. Cheng Zhaozhao and Lin Anxu in the front row cheered without regard for their image. Chen Nianke turned her head and secretly gave her a thumbs up. Xu Xinyu, Tian Tian, ​​Yin Zexuan, and many other people she didn't have much contact with were all genuinely happy for her.

No, that's not all.

Gu Linzhao, standing beside her, smiled and said, "Our little sister Xianyin is amazing."

Fu Xianyin felt her eyes well up with tears.

717, first in the city.

This is a score that was never achieved even when I was in Linlan.

Fu Xianyin felt her heart pounding, leaping with joy, and laughing.

So she sniffed and laughed.

Perhaps 717 is just too high a score, or perhaps it's because people feel that Fu Xianyin has had a tough few months and they wanted to cheer her on in this way.

Gao Ying tolerated the class's commotion for about a minute before she was able to maintain order.

"Okay, quiet down."

She reached out and patted the podium, and the class quickly quieted down, though some rustling sounds could still be heard.

Holding the report card, Gao Ying continued to read out the results: "The second place in the city is also from our class, Gu Linzhao, with 710 points."

The class erupted in cheers again.

Lin Anxu shouted loudly to Gao Ying, "Sister Gao, what about third place in the whole city?"

Gao Ying laughed and scolded, "You're only concerned about whether you can get third place in the city."

Lin Anxu said with a grin, "I was just curious."

Gao Ying glanced at him and said, "The third one is from the affiliated high school. He scored 708, which is also very impressive."

Fu Xianyin squeezed Gu Linzhao's fingertips, leaned closer and said, "The one from the affiliated high school, that should be Fu Yeyang."

She couldn't help but be happy for Fu Yeyang, but after a few seconds of calming down, she began to worry about him again.

This is a city-wide standardized test. Even though he ranked first in the affiliated high school, he was still ranked third in the city, still behind her.

That is why Li Chan will never be easily satisfied with Fu Yeyang's achievements.

Gao Ying continued reading the summary of the mock exam on the podium. Fu Xianyin couldn't hold back any longer. She stacked the books on the table higher and, under the cover, quietly took out her phone and secretly sent a message to Fu Yeyang.

Fu Xianyin: [The mock exam results are out! You did amazingly well!]

Her past was forced out by the insatiable Chen Huimei.

Now it's Fu Yeyang's turn. She doesn't want Fu Yeyang to suffer the same fate as her, with no one recognizing or praising him, and despite his excellent achievements, still being labeled a "good-for-nothing."

Even if she's the only one praising someone, it's still a compliment.

Gao Ying was still summarizing that Fu Xianyin shouldn't be too arrogant, so she put her phone in the desk drawer after sending the message.

She glanced out the window.

The trees next to the teaching building have grown very tall. They were originally covered by thick snow in winter, but now that the snow has melted, new leaves have sprouted on their thick trunks.

Fu Xianyin looked at the leaves swaying in the breeze and suddenly smiled.

Gu Linzhao turned his head to look at her and asked, "What are you grinning about?"

Fu Xianyin did not speak.

She just felt as if she had also entered spring.

It is a time of vibrant life, the revival of all things, and endless hope.

This winter went by very quickly.

It comes quickly and goes quickly.

Fu Xianyin couldn't remember when she put on the down jacket and woolen hat.

It feels like it was just yesterday.

Today, all you need is a light jacket.

While everyone was thinking about how to relax for a couple of days after the mock exam, by the time the Qingming Festival holiday arrived, no one wanted to take advantage of the holiday to enjoy themselves.

The holiday felt like it hadn't really started; for the senior high school students, it was just a change of study location.

Even the seats that were supposed to be changed after the first mock exam were not changed. Some students went to Gao Ying to ask her out of curiosity. She told them that there was no need to make any changes before the college entrance exam. A few students who wanted to change seats went to Gao Ying and she changed their seats for them individually.

Perhaps no one was really in the mood for any trouble; since the first mock exam ended, no one has approached Gao Ying about switching seats.

The once noisy classroom gradually became dull and quiet, as if much of its vitality had disappeared.

It wasn't until the coming-of-age ceremony was approaching that everyone was given a little more encouragement to get excited.

Perhaps to make it more ceremonial, or perhaps to give senior high school students a chance to relax, Beichuan No. 1 Middle School did not hold the coming-of-age ceremony and the 100-day countdown rally together like other schools, but held them separately.

A few days before their coming-of-age ceremony, Cheng Zhaozhao and Chen Nianke were already thinking about what clothes to wear.

Traditionally, on the day of their coming-of-age ceremony, girls are allowed to dress themselves up as they please, put on makeup, style their hair, and wear all sorts of pretty dresses.

However, Fu Xianyin felt this was a paradox.

The coming-of-age ceremony is held just two months before the college entrance examination. At this time, few people can spare the extra time and energy to think about how to dress themselves in advance.

Sure enough, Chen Nianke and Cheng Zhaozhao were also complaining about this.

Cheng Zhaozhao said, "If the coming-of-age ceremony and the 100-day countdown rally were combined, I would still have the mind to play and dress up. I could go shopping and buy a new dress, and then think about what accessories to match. But now, with the college entrance exam just around the corner, I don't even have the mind to go shopping."

Chen Nianke also complained: "Me too. But on the bright side, the coming-of-age ceremony is in April, so I can wear a light dress. If it were in February, it would still be winter, and I would be bundled up like a bear, with no chance to dress up."

Cheng Zhaozhao said, "Yeah, that's true."

She turned to Fu Xianyin and asked, "Yinyin, have you decided what to wear that day?"

Fu Xianyin said, "Just pick any dress I bought before and wear it. I'll cover up my dark circles and put on some lipstick so I can look presentable."

"Why"

Cheng Zhaozhao stretched out her arms, yawned, and shouted, "When will I be able to escape this sea of ​​suffering?!"

"Almost there, almost there."

Fu Xianyin comforted her, "There are still two months left, and everything will be over. Think about it, just two months ago we were celebrating the New Year. From the New Year until now, doesn't it feel like only a few days have passed?"

"ah"

Cheng Zhaozhao called out again, throwing herself onto Fu Xianyin, wrapping her arms around her neck, and said, "Time flies so fast and so slow, it's so annoying."

Fu Xianyin mimicked her tone, drawing out her own words, "So annoying!"

"Ugh, so annoying!"

"Ugh, so annoying!"

The dim streetlights stretched the shadows of the three girls walking side by side.

They complained about the same troubles and longed for the same hopes.

Just keep walking forward.

On the day of her coming-of-age ceremony, Cheng Zhaozhao got up early in the morning.

She first grabbed Chen Nianke, and then dragged the half-dead Chen Nianke along to knock on Fu Xianyin's door.

Fu Xianyin had just opened her eyes when the door was knocked on.

As soon as she opened the door, Chen Nianke pounced on her like a boneless beast, then dragged her toward the bed, saying weakly as they walked, "I can't go on, I need to sleep a little longer, I'm going to die, I'm really going to die."

Cheng Zhaozhao stood to the side with her hands on her hips, looking down at him and said, "Who said yesterday that they would get up to put on makeup today? Who said yesterday that they would get up to dress up today? Who said yesterday that they would appear at their coming-of-age ceremony looking their most beautiful?"

Chen Nianke buried her head in the pillow, her voice muffled: "It's not me, it's not me, it's not me! It's not me, it's not anyone!"

Fu Xianyin mischievously sprayed moisturizing mist onto Chen Nianke's neck. The cool mist splashed onto her neck, and Chen Nianke jumped up instantly, grabbing Fu Xianyin and playfully wrestling with her.

The two rolled around on the bed, which was quite small; to say they rolled around was really just a matter of turning their heads.

After all the commotion, Chen Nianke finally got up with a sigh and began to tidy herself up.

Fu Xianyin did her makeup very quickly.

Both her lack of skill and her laziness limited her performance. She used concealer to cover her dark circles and then applied lipstick.

She had originally planned to stop there, but seeing that Cheng Zhaozhao and Chen Nianke were still fiddling with their makeup, she casually started applying eyebrow powder and mascara to her face.

When I got dressed and went to the classroom, I arrived almost right on time.

Fortunately, Fu Xianyin always kept some bread in her dorm room, so Cheng Zhaozhao and Chen Nian wouldn't go hungry. The two grabbed some food, slung their backpacks over their shoulders, and rushed to the classroom.

Fu Xianyin was also extremely nervous the whole way. She entered the classroom right on time, sat down, and immediately slumped onto the desk, panting.

After catching her breath, she realized that Gu Linzhao's outfit today looked strangely familiar.

According to the tradition of coming-of-age ceremonies at No. 1 Middle School, girls mostly wear skirts, while boys mostly wear suits.

Gu Linzhao's suit today wasn't particularly unusual, but after taking a second look, Fu Xianyin realized that she seemed to have seen it before.

It was last year, when she had just transferred to Beichuan, that she wore the clothes that Gu Linzhao wore during the arts festival.

The dress she's wearing today is from that arts and culture performance.

Actually, I bought this dress specifically to match Gu Linzhao's clothes.

At that time, it was just for the sake of the show, to make the two people's outfits look more coordinated and the stage presentation more pleasing to the eye.

Unexpectedly, this outfit actually turned out to be worn as a couple's outfit one day.

She didn't actually keep many skirts in her dorm, and this one was just something she grabbed on the spot today. It was only after putting it on that she suddenly remembered that she had bought it for the arts performance to match Gu Linzhao's suit.

After putting it on, Fu Xianyin wondered if Gu Linzhao would wear that suit.

It was just a pointless, random thought.

Surprisingly, she actually wore it.

Fu Xianyin wondered if this could be considered a subtle, unspoken understanding.

She smiled subtly.

With her body still slumped over the table, Fu Xianyin reached out and poked Gu Linzhao with her finger, saying:

"You didn't come home yesterday just to get this outfit, did you? You really want to wear matching clothes with me?"

Gu Linzhao turned his head to look at her, his brows relaxed. He smiled and lazily admitted, "Yes."

Fu Xianyin asked softly, "What if I don't wear this dress today? You didn't tell me, so maybe I'll wear something else and we won't be able to match outfits, hmm."

Gu Linzhao said, "But you still wore it."

These words must have touched a nerve with Fu Xianyin. She stretched, got up from the table, and said with a smile, "Yes, I still wore it."

There are no "what ifs".

There are never any "what ifs".