Chapter 61 I wanted to do something bad.

The rumor only gained more attention overnight.

Wen Jiu once again experienced the feeling that she was being watched wherever she went.

This time, however, it was significantly better than the one in junior high.

Most of these people discussed it quietly after she left. Some would say it to her face, but not with insults; they just wondered, "Is she really dating Zhou Yanchuan?"

The classmates seemed indifferent, but as soon as she stood up, dozens of eyes immediately turned to her.

I'm afraid of missing something.

But when he saw that she was just getting up to collect some homework, disappointment immediately showed in his eyes.

*

The group of students, who had been watching the two people all day without seeing them interact, began to have their suspicions.

"Why isn't there any interaction at all? Was yesterday a dream?"

"Why aren't they saying anything? I actually really ship these kinds of couples with such a big contrast in their personalities, I want to see them talk!"

"I also want to see Zhou Yanchuan interact with the squad leader."

...

Despite the curiosity and anxiety of the group of people, the two of them didn't exchange a single word from morning self-study to evening self-study.

"I've given up. I just started kowtowing yesterday, and I can't even do it today."

"It doesn't feel like they're strangers; they act like they don't know each other at all."

"Don't you guys think this makes it easier to ship them? I feel like the more unfamiliar they are in front of others, the more strained they become behind their backs."

"I don't feel anything, I just feel like they don't know each other."

"Honestly, do you really think there's a possibility between Zhou Yanchuan and the class monitor?"

"To be honest, I think it's unlikely; the gap between them is too big."

"I also feel that they are from different dimensions, so how can they have common topics?"

*

Chatting could be heard from the classroom, people passed by in the corridor from time to time, and a teacher from some unknown class downstairs was sternly reprimanding someone. These sounds wove a noisy web around Wen Jiu's ears.

But looking at the person opposite, those clearly audible sounds all became blurry background noise.

A few minutes ago.

Wen Jiu came out of the classroom, carrying a cup, and walked towards the water room. Just as she reached the corner of the stairs, she heard a sound from behind her.

"Wen Xiaojiu".

Wen Jiu looked at the person who had called her over but didn't say anything, and felt that he was hiding something from her. Was he bothered by the rumors at school?

She was fiddling with the lid of her cup, about to speak, when the person in front of her suddenly asked, "Has anyone asked you anything?"

"What?" Wen Jiu was stunned.

"We're dating."

She had heard this sentence from others so many times before without much feeling, but when she heard it said by him, Wen Jiu's heart started beating a little faster.

She nodded: "Mm."

"What did you say?"

"He didn't say."

"I didn't deny it."

"Even if we deny it, they won't believe us."

His words carried a hint of worldly wisdom.

Zhou Yanchuan chuckled: "Then aren't you at a disadvantage? You didn't do anything wrong but were misunderstood as having done something."

"You were also misunderstood."

"No, I wanted to do something bad."

*

The classroom heater was blowing hard, and the heat on Wen Jiu's face lingered. The thought, "No, I wanted to do something bad," kept echoing in her mind.

She sat in her seat for a while before she could calm her pounding heart.

It was her turn to be on duty during the last evening self-study session. After calming down a bit, she took out the test paper she needed to write from her schoolbag and went to the podium.

The school bell rang, and the classroom quieted down.

Wen Jiu kept her head down, focused on the question, while the boys sitting in the back row looked up at her intently.

After witnessing yesterday's scene, they were all extremely curious about the relationship between the girl and Zhou Yanchuan. Those unfamiliar with Zhou Yanchuan were shocked, while those who knew him were even more horrified.

When has he ever treated a girl like that? He rarely even squats down to talk to her, let alone speaks. He listens to people with his eyes half-closed, and when he does, he only manages to utter a single "hmm," with the last syllable trailing off lazily.

If she gets really bothered, she'll just turn her head away and casually say, "Don't bother me."

They simply wouldn't believe it if you said they had nothing to hide.

Even Su Shun, who knew the situation, couldn't help but wonder, were they really just childhood sweethearts?

No one had ever seen Zhou Yanchuan like that before.

"Brother Chuan, did you really talk to the class monitor?" A boy in the back row glanced at the person on the podium and turned around to ask.

Zhou Yanchuan didn't react. He looked down at his phone, his lowered eyes cold and indifferent, his fingertips tapping the screen as if he were chatting with someone.

"I've never seen this type of student before. What do you think?" the boy said to himself. "Aren't these good students well-behaved? Aren't they fun?"

Chen Yu and Su Shun frowned as they listened, about to speak, when the person who hadn't reacted before suddenly raised his head.

He didn't utter a sound.

She simply picked up a book casually and slapped it hard across his face.

The people around were startled, and the boy who had been hit grimaced, covering his face in pain, but his eyes were full of fear and shock.

Zhou Yanchuan lifted his eyelids to look at him, his expression blank, his tone cold: "Try making another dirty joke at me."

"No, I won't open it." The boy trembled with fear.

The commotion in the back row was quite loud, startling all the students in the class.

Wen Jiu naturally heard it too.

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhou Yanchuan hitting someone with a book.

People around gasped in fright.

Wen Jiu also showed a moment of surprise.

At this moment, Chen Yu suddenly shouted, "Squad leader, Zhou Yanchuan hit someone!"

Zhou Yanchuan glanced at the person who was deliberately trying to get the girl's attention by focusing on him.

Chen Yu pretended not to see it, moved away from his seat, and repeated, "Class monitor, he hit someone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he got kicked in the butt. But when he saw the girl looking this way, he felt it was worth it.

"Finally, he can enjoy the show."

Seeing this, the students in the class all showed excited and gossipy expressions, wondering what the girl would do.

Wen Jiu knew she couldn't avoid contact with Zhou Yanchuan, and she wasn't thinking of avoiding it at the moment.

They didn't talk in class all day because he liked to sleep, while she spent most of her time doing homework.

It's impossible for her to suddenly stop doing her homework and go pat him to wake him up, just to prove to everyone that they really know each other.

That's strange.

Wen Jiu looked at the person in the back seat; she knew he wouldn't hit someone without a reason.

Grandpa Zhou was very strict with his upbringing, so he never used his status or background to bully others. On the contrary, he was very low-key, and many people didn't even know the specifics of his family's situation, only that they were quite wealthy.

Although he doesn't bully people, the temperament he developed from that kind of family is naturally arrogant, so he never indulges anyone.

Wen Jiu guessed that the boy had said something.

She thought for a few seconds, then whispered, "Zhou Yanchuan."

Zhou Yanchuan raised his eyes.

Then the little girl said in a serious, businesslike tone, "We're in class right now, and what you're doing will affect everyone's learning."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the class gasped heavily.

Unexpectedly, the person in the back row, upon hearing this, not only didn't get angry, but instead curled the corner of their lips into a smirk: "You want me to deal with this after school?"

Wen Jiu was surprised that he guessed her thoughts. Her next sentence was, "You can wait until after school to hit him."

She simply nodded when he asked, "Yes."

Zhou Yanchuan smiled and said, "Okay."