Chapter 3: The more earth-shaking the Yunni was, the more I dared not...

That night when Bo Xia went back to write in her diary, she started with:

"There's a transfer student in our class today..."

She frowned at the word "today" and turned the page forward. Yesterday's diary also began with "today", and the diary from the day before yesterday also began with "today".

This is not a diary, it's just a record of events.

She puffed up her cheeks in frustration and simply threw the locked diary aside.

Regarding this little episode, Bo Xia, like many other young girls, had actually fantasized about what would happen between her and the transfer student. However, she also felt conflictedly that an ordinary girl like her was probably just like an ordinary supporting character in a youth campus novel.

His academic performance is not particularly outstanding, his appearance is average, and so is his family.

Compared to that kind of male protagonist, she is probably just a background wall.

This feeling became even stronger after the results of the baseline test came out.

Bo Xia saw the photo of the school's top-ranked student on the campus bulletin board and naturally stopped. She looked up and saw a proper ID photo behind the glass.

The boy was wearing a white shirt, clean and gentle.

Every time Nan'an No. 1 Middle School releases the results, it will also post the photo of the first place in each subject, and in that exam, Jin Yunyan was the first place in all subjects.

A row of identical photos, the scene is comparable to a debut.

I heard that he handed in every exam paper early, and even with such a rare and abnormal test paper, he could still create a shocking gap between himself and the second place.

Since then, Jin Yunyan became famous overnight and became a legend on campus. After all, it was hard not to notice such a handsome photo posted on the bulletin board.

It was also at that time that Bo Xia discovered that there was a world of difference between him and her.

She heard from her classmates that Jin Yunyan came from a wealthy family. In their exaggerated words, he was a noble young master. However, he was gentle and polite, and his grades were even better.

It always feels mysterious that such a perfect person who should appear in a novel appears in reality.

From that day on, many people came to the door of Class 11 to deliver love letters.

Wen Xin dragged Bo Xia to the store: "That's too exaggerated. You don't know that when I saw that row of photos yesterday, I was simply bullied by that face."

Bo Xia listened but didn't respond.

In her mind was the boy wearing a school uniform. Because he was a transfer student, he didn't have a school uniform of his previous school. He was still wearing the black suit from his previous school and a dark green tie.

The boy, who was already superior, stood out even more in the crowd, so dazzling that people felt it was a blasphemy to get close to him.

"The forums are all full of posts about Jin Yunyan right now. People are desperately asking for his contact information, saying it's the first time they've seen a noble young master's reality." Wen Xin pondered, "What do you think? If I ask Jin Yunyan for his contact information and sell it to them, is that okay?"

Bo Xia admired her friend's train of thought. How could she think of ways to make money while others were obsessed with her? With such a business mind, it would be hard for her not to be successful in the future.

But Wen Xin was just saying it casually. After all, betraying a classmate was a bit unethical. Seeing that Bo Xia hadn't said anything, she asked curiously, "Don't you think he's handsome? You didn't even react."

She was not unresponsive at all; it was clear that her heart was surging.

But the more earth-shaking the movement was, the more she didn't dare let others know. Under Wen Xin's gossipy gaze, she nodded in panic: "Handsome."

Seeing her unmoved expression, Wen Xin gave her a thumbs-up: "She's worthy of being our Xia Xia. She can remain so calm in the face of such a handsome guy. I admire her."

Bo Xia naturally had no reason to refute.

When they arrived at the store, they were selling grilled sausages at the door. Wen Xin bought one, while Bo Xia walked to the freezer and took out a chocolate ice cream.

When she went in to buy snacks, Bo Xia caught a glimpse of the milk on the shelf. It was the same bottle that Jin Yunyan had given her, so she took it down for some unknown reason.

The glass jar and the small amount of milk in his hand fit perfectly in her hand. When she touched it, she seemed to still feel the residual warmth left on the glass that day.

When paying the bill, Bo Xia felt inexplicably guilty, afraid that Wen Xin would ask her something. But fortunately, Wen Xin didn't notice anything was wrong.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't know why her heart was beating so fast inexplicably.

"The class leaders will be elected soon." Wen Xin said while eating sausage, "I guess you won't be able to escape this year."

Bo Xia has good grades and is also very good at drawing. Every blackboard newspaper she makes is rated as excellent in the evaluation, and her head teacher praises her highly.

Although being a class leader gave her the feeling of helping the collective, she was a little hesitant because she had no social skills and her face would blush every time she spoke to students.

During lunch break, Bo Xia was reviewing the new textbooks. Wen Xin was the English class representative from last semester. She collected all the summer homework, but there was too much, so she asked Bo Xia to move it with her.

Bo Xia agreed. On the way, Wen Xin whispered to her, "Do you think the teachers will review these homework assignments? I feel like they'll all end up in the scrap yard."

"I don't think so."

When Bo Xia followed Wen Xin into the office, she overheard a conversation inside. Fu Qiang said to Jin Yunyan, "Do you want to be the monitor?"

She paused, and Wen Xin also paused. The latter was just gossiping. The top student in the grade was going to be the class monitor?

Both of them felt that Jin Yunyan would agree.

But the boy didn't speak.

The two people standing outside the door didn't want to eavesdrop, so they called for someone to come in. Just then, the head teacher saw Bo Xia and asked her if she wanted to be the deputy monitor this year.

She was very hesitant at first. Being a class representative and study committee member was already very difficult for her, and being a deputy monitor was even more difficult.

Bo Xia opened her lips and was about to refuse, but when she caught a glimpse of the corner of the clothes of the person next to her, she swallowed all the words.

She thought that Jin Wenyan's position as monitor was a foregone conclusion, as it would be hard to find anyone else. If she could become the deputy monitor, would she have more contact with him?

Her inconspicuous Adam's apple moved slightly, and she nodded in agreement. Old Fu got the answer he wanted and nodded: "Okay, Wen Xin, you can continue to be your English class representative. But I'm telling you, can you improve your grades in other subjects? How can you get into university if you're not good at one subject?"

Wen Xin couldn't stand the nagging and quietly stuck out her tongue.

After Lao Futou secured two class leader positions, he looked at Jin Wenyan expectantly, thinking that he would definitely agree. However, Jin Wenyan said politely, "Teacher, I'm afraid I'm not capable of being the class leader."

"..." His voice rang in Bo Xia's ears, as if a bubble had burst, and a hint of loss appeared in his eyes.

Jin Wenyan lowered his eyes, looking a little weak, as if he really couldn't do it well: "What's more, I need to spend more time studying and participate in the competition..."

Having said that, Mr. Fu didn't want to sacrifice his top grade result for trivial matters in the class, so he said a few words and let him go back to the classroom.

On the way back, Bo Xia couldn't help but look at the man's tall back. He had long legs and disappeared at the end of the corridor in just two steps.

Wen Xin shook her head and sighed, "As expected of a top student, he truly is 'deaf to the world outside the window, and only focuses on reading the sage's books.' Unlike me, who only focuses on reading comic books."

After she finished her self-deprecating remarks, she didn't get a response from Bo Xia. She turned her head and found that Bo Xia didn't know what he was thinking about.

The girl's thoughts were complicated, and the people around her couldn't figure out much. Wen Xinxin was kind-hearted and didn't ask any further questions.

The bell rang, and the surroundings became noisy. Bo Xia was still regretting what she had just promised her homeroom teacher. She should study as hard as Jin Wenyan.

So there is a reason why others have good grades.

The last class that day was physical education. Since the physical education teacher was not there, the class was changed to free activities. However, because the school was closed, many people had already escaped through the holes opened in the stadium.

Bo Xia was a typical good student and she couldn't afford to skip classes, so she continued to sit at the table and read.

Wen Xin was dumbfounded. How could anyone be so honest?

"Everyone's gone. Even if you don't climb over the wall, there's no need to read here."

Bo Xia thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll go to the library."

Wen Xin: "..." Is this what she meant?

When Bo Xia went downstairs, she saw the row of photos again and thought that even the academic genius worked so hard. It turned out that hard work does pay off, so she decided to read a book now.

But she didn't know at that time that a "hard-working" student had already climbed over the wall and went to an illegal Internet cafe.

Zhou Suiye asked him, "The class leader asked you to be the squad leader, why don't you do it? If you do, I'll be free and feel more relaxed."

The boy lazily leaned back in his chair, looking quite different from his usual classroom self. There was a hint of boredom between his brows. “You need to focus on your studies.”

"You think I believe it?"

Zhou Suiye had not known Jin Yunyan for long, but thanks to his outgoing personality, he quickly became familiar with him. He originally thought that this was the good student in the eyes of the teacher, the most annoying kind.

But after just two days of getting along, I found out that this guy was better at playing games than him.

Jin Yunyan's lips curled up into a smile, he typed away on the keyboard, a frivolous arc appeared at the corner of his eyes, and he said nothing.

He really didn't refuse because he wanted to study, the reason was very simple -

Afraid of trouble.

Before evening self-study, Bo Xia came to the classroom early. She wanted to finish the blackboard newspaper assigned by the head teacher as soon as possible.

The classroom was very quiet at this moment, with only the rustling sound of chalk falling on the blackboard.

She had just finished drawing the border when she heard footsteps behind her.

"Shen Yan, so many people came to look at you along the way. It seems I need to dress up tomorrow."

Another voice said lazily, "Can you change your name?"

With a snap, the fragile chalk in Bo Xia's hand broke.

She blinked, then came down again and took a new one out of the box.

The two boys didn't say anything when they saw Bo Xia. Although Bo Xia's grades were above average, he was relatively invisible in the class and didn't like to talk much on weekdays.

She continued painting, but her attention was completely focused on what was behind her.

"Honestly, why did you leave Yanjing High School and transfer here? Do you know what this is like?"

"What?"

"The max-level boss goes to the novice village to fight monsters."

He chuckled.

Jin Yunyan leaned back in his chair, picking up a competition question out of boredom. His signature smile was still on his face, and he looked like the teacher's favorite good student. "Does it matter where you study? Truly outstanding people won't be affected by their environment."

Zhou Suiye couldn't stand this man's serious nonsense, so he raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Can you speak human language all day long?"

Then Bo Xia heard another laugh, which made his ear feel hot.

The surroundings gradually became noisy. Evening self-study was approaching and most of the students came over.

She heard all sorts of noises, but her attention remained focused on that.

It was as if the whole world was blocked out and she could only hear him.

Unfortunately, the conversation ended after a short while.

Zhou Suiye saw Bo Xia still painting with great effort, and he didn't know if it was a sudden inspiration or something else, so he walked over and asked, "Hey, let me help you."

Bo Xia was stunned for a moment, feeling somewhat flattered by her classmate's help. She immediately waved her hand and blurted out, "No need, I can do it."

Her catchphrase is, I can do it, I can do it, no need, it doesn't matter.

It seemed as if her small body could hold up the sky even if it fell.

Bo Xia has had this kind of personality since she was a child. She would not want to trouble others if she could avoid it, and she would handle everything on her own. Her family environment destined her to be more sensible and mature than ordinary people.

Once when she was moving a very high stack of books, she, a frail person like her, refused the help of a kind boy and didn't say a word even though her hands were red.

Seeing that she refused, Zhou Suiye didn't say anything else.

Bo Xia felt a little regretful for no reason. She had some bad thoughts in her mind. If she had asked Zhou Suiye to help her just now, would they be friends?

So……

Is she one step closer to Jin Yunyan?