Chapter 12 Getting asked for contact information

After Wen Jiu wiped away the drop of blood for Zhou Yanchuan, she met his gaze and belatedly realized what she had done, so she whispered, "It's done."

She didn't look at him again, bent down to wash her hands, and asked as she washed, "Did you tell Grandpa Zhou?"

Zhou Yanchuan's expression returned to normal: "Uncle Chen is fine."

Wen Jiu pursed her lips, wanting to say something but hesitating.

A while later.

"Don't be so impulsive next time."

Zhou Yanchuan raised his eyes.

The girl didn't look at him; her gaze was fixed on the distance, lost in thought. She simply said to herself in a gentle tone, "Let them say what they want. I'm fine."

Wen Jiu said this partly because she didn't want him to fight because of her anymore, and she could handle it herself. On the other hand, she really was fine, and she had heard all sorts of hurtful things.

Moreover, Cheng Ran is like chewing gum; once you put it on, he'll stick to you tightly.

No matter what you do, you can't shut him up.

Since we can't stop it, we shouldn't let him get hurt or punished anymore.

She thought it and said it, but she never expected that as soon as she finished speaking, a sentence would ring in her ears—

"Are you alright?"

"Um."

"Why were Cheng Ran's hands shaking when he said that?"

Wen Jiu's eyelashes trembled.

He added, "Liar."

*

Within the time it takes to eat lunch, the students all know what happened on the playground.

Everyone couldn't help but wonder why Zhou Yanchuan was fighting.

The rumor was that he "acted bravely and righteously," and that a girl in his class was being bullied.

However, some people couldn't help but wonder: "Does one have to beat someone so badly for doing something good? I heard they ended up in the hospital."

It is unclear who released this explanation.

It is said that Zhou Yanchuan and the person he fought had a conflict back in junior high school.

After hearing this explanation, the group felt that everything that had happened this morning made sense.

No one cared why he fought anymore; everyone was discussing how the matter would be handled.

Su Shun and Wu Feng hadn't figured it out either, as they understood Zhou Yanchuan.

I would never turn a blind eye to seeing a classmate being bullied, but I would never get angry about it either.

So what happened today was completely unexpected for them.

But when he heard someone say that he and Cheng Ran had a conflict in the past, it seemed reasonable.

"I was wondering why Brother Chuan was so angry today. Turns out this kid had caused trouble before."

As Wu Feng spoke, he rummaged under the bed for something.

Su Shun watched the person pull out a bag of spicy strips and start eating, saying nothing, lost in thought about the unfinished sentence Cheng Ran had uttered earlier that day, "Do you know that she was..."

*

The two families reached a settlement regarding Zhou Yanchuan's fight that same afternoon.

While everyone was wondering how things would be handled, they suddenly heard the news that Cheng Ran had transferred schools.

This fueled even more intense discussions about Zhou Yanchuan's family background.

"I knew his family was incredibly powerful!"

"I heard it wasn't his family who intervened, but an uncle."

"That guy's car could kill me."

"If I say too much, your life isn't worth that much."

...

Amidst a chorus of gossip, the military training officially began.

Under a clear sky, a group of teenagers dressed in camouflage uniforms ran on a red track. Sunlight shone on them, casting long, thin shadows on the ground.

Amidst the chirping of cicadas, commands were also issued.

"One, two, three, four."

"Speak louder, haven't you eaten?" Lu Fengyuan scolded.

A group of people collapsed and lamented, yet they had no choice but to raise their voices and shout.

"One, two, three, four!"

When have these people ever suffered like this since they were young?

Who among them isn't spoiled at home?

Several students with slightly weaker physical fitness fainted on the playground on the first day of military training due to low blood sugar.

The remaining students were also exhausted.

I had no appetite all day, I just kept drinking water.

Looking at the girl beside her who seemed completely tireless, Lin Meng couldn't help but ask, "Classmate, aren't you tired?"

Wen Jiu took a sip of water and said softly, "It's alright."

"You're in great physical condition," Lin Meng said with envy, and casually asked, "Do you exercise regularly?"

Wen Jiu's hand holding the water glass suddenly trembled, and a few drops of water were spilled and landed on the back of her hand.

She gently wiped away the water with a tissue, also wiping away the image of Wen Chengyu's anxious face as he searched for her in the streets and alleys.

"I suppose so," Wen Jiu replied softly.

As soon as Zhou Yanchuan entered the restaurant through the main entrance, he saw the girl sitting by the window.

Her back was very straight, and when she bent her head to eat, her slender neck would bend into a beautiful arc.

Her face was downcast, obedient and serene.

Following his gaze, Wu Feng exclaimed, "Isn't that our class monitor?"

Upon hearing this, the other boys also looked over.

A student from another class saw this and couldn't help but say, "Is your class monitor really that well-behaved?"

No sooner had the boy finished speaking than a laugh of inscrutable emotion rang in his ears.

There was a moment of silence around us.

A group of people all turned to look at the person in the center.

He seemed to have thought of something; his brow twitched slightly, and the smile on his lips was as intoxicating as fine wine.

Curiosity was evident in everyone's eyes.

What happy thing did you think of?

Wen Jiu was halfway through her meal when she suddenly heard a commotion nearby.

She raised her head accordingly.

Zhou Yanchuan appeared in her sight just like that.

The girls around him kept looking up at him.

He seemed to be used to this situation, completely ignoring the gazes directed at him, and sat down in an empty seat in the middle.

"Class monitor."

Suddenly, I heard someone calling my name.

Wen Jiu trembled in fright, her eyes widening slightly.

Zhou Yanchuan looked at those wide-open black eyes, startled, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Wu Feng stared at the person who took several seconds to look at him, finding it adorable. He freed one hand and waved it in the air.

Wen Jiu gave him a polite smile.

That laugh struck a chord with several boys.

Zhou You asked again, "Is this girl really your class monitor?"

"Of course."

Do you have their contact information?

"What do you want to do?" Wu Feng immediately became alert.

"Nothing much, just getting to know each other."

"Come on, don't mess with our class monitor."

“What you’re saying is just normal friendship,” Zhou You nudged Wu Feng with his elbow, “Hurry up, I’ll treat you to dinner later.”

Wu Feng picked up a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and slowly uttered, "No."

He didn't understand Wen Jiu, but he understood his own brother.

If they gave out their contact information, that would be terrible.

"This is a very good result; we can't let you hold us back."

"Isn't that great?" Zhou You persisted.

"Phase one."

"Damn, is it that awesome?"

"nonsense."

Zhou You didn't speak, paused for two seconds, and then stood up abruptly from his chair: "Then I'm even more determined to give it a try."

"No, are you sick?"

Wu Feng rolled his eyes as soon as he came up.

The intention was to discourage him, but it only fueled his fighting spirit.

What do you mean, dating the top student in the grade? Just thinking about it is so cool.

Watching the girl walk away, the others at the table exchanged bewildered glances: "She's gone already?"

The person who hadn't reacted until now raised their head and casually lifted their eyelids to look over.