Chapter 31 The Double-Faced Classmate of the Academic Master
Lin Zhi’s answer was so powerful that 01 didn’t ask any more questions.
Before the morning reading bell rang, Lin Zhi had been looking at his new deskmate.
He did not hide his gaze, but during his seven-minute observation, Song Jiazhu did not turn his head once.
He didn't seem to mind being stared at, nor did he seem to be curious about why he was being stared at.
Lin Zhi didn't know whether Song Jiazhu was very patient or he felt that it was normal for his classmates to observe him after he caught them wearing women's clothes and following someone else yesterday, so he acted indifferent. Whatever the reason, Lin Zhi could fully feel the indifference expressed by Song Jiazhu.
Different from Mingyao's feeling of looking down on others, Song Jiazhu showed a kind of indifference that came from being accustomed to being observed for a long time. He was not curious about others and refused to be spied on by others.
His door was tightly closed, without even a crack.
Getting close to his heart is no easier than getting close to Mingyao. Lin Zhi knows that her previous method will not work this time.
Even if he suddenly showed amazing learning ability and surpassed Song Jiazhu to become the first in the grade, Song Jiazhu would not take him seriously. He would only study harder to ensure a better future.
Although this method cannot attract Song Jiazhu's attention, compared with Ming Yao, on another level, Song Jiazhu is much closer. At least he does not have those bodyguards and servants, and there is no class and wealth that can invisibly isolate people.
Since there is an invisible barrier between Song Jiazhu and others, there are only two choices when approaching him: blend in or simply break it.
The former takes a long time and may not even be seen, while the latter will be faster, even if it will be dealt with more violently, but it is interesting to think about.
Lin Zhi opened the book in front of him, but his eyes did not fall on it. Instead, he looked at the timetable posted on the corner of the table.
After entering the third year of high school, the two physical education classes per week for students at No. 9 Middle School are changed to one. Courses such as music and art will all disappear. In the second semester of the third year of high school, this physical education class will also have to give way to the main subject.
The physical education class for Class 1 of Grade 12 is today, the second period this afternoon.
Lin Zhi held up the textbook and read aloud along with the others, hiding the smile in her eyes and a little anticipation for what was to happen next.
Feeling the gaze disappear, Song Jiazhu continued to look at the textbook in front of him in silence, with no change in expression.
After morning reading, many people lie on their desks to catch up on their sleep. Even though there is noise during breaks, it does not affect them.
Some people made appointments to go to the bathroom together, some were discussing questions or basketball stars in a low voice. Lin Zhi looked around and sighed at the pure atmosphere of youth.
He propped up his head and continued to look at his deskmate.
Song Jiazhu has a handsome appearance, like an old ink painting, shrouded in a layer of dullness from the passing time.
Even though he was being stared at so obviously again, Song Jiazhu still did not turn his head, but lowered his head to write the exercises in his hand.
When thinking, he would unconsciously turn the pen and his slender fingers would shake gently.
It really isolates people from the outside. Lin Zhi lowered his eyes and thought about a more complete plan for what he was going to do in the afternoon.
01 all looked a little sad, but cheered for the host in their hearts.
During class, Lin Zhi did not look at Song Jiazhu again.
Although he had the memories of the original owner, that knowledge did not fully appear in his mind.
Even though he had a strong ability to learn, he had been away from high school for many years and inevitably forgot some things.
He is doing well in the main subjects of Chinese, math and English, but he still needs some time to relearn the three subjects of physics, chemistry and biology.
Therefore, Lin Zhi, who was suddenly called by the physics teacher to answer a question in the physics class, lowered his head and remained silent for a moment.
01 immediately gave Lin Zhi the answer in his mind, and Lin Zhi said it.
Because his thinking time was very short, the teacher praised him and let him sit down with great satisfaction.
01: [It’s okay, it’s okay, host, don’t worry, I’m here! 】
Lin Zhi: [Thank you, it’s really a very novel feeling. 】
Before this, Lin Zhi's status in the school was like that of Song Jiazhu next to her. She was the most satisfied student in the eyes of the teacher and would never be in the embarrassing situation of not being able to answer the teacher's questions.
Different identities and statuses really bring different experiences. Lin Zhi took notes as he followed the blackboard secretary and felt more relaxed about the so-called task.
If the facts were just as 01 said, he would be relieved. He had previously speculated whether this system would have an impact on him or swallow him up. He never minded speculating maliciously about others, worrying that he would pay a price for trusting them.
The subject of this task was not very curious. When he was called up to answer the question just now, most of the class's eyes were on him, but Song Jiazhu, who was closest to him, kept looking in the direction of the teacher.
Except for the first break, Lin Zhi never looked at his deskmate again.
After organizing the memories and notes of the study part, Lin Zhi cleaned up the table and went to the cafeteria after the school bell rang at noon.
Thanks to the positioning of 01, Lin Zhi easily found Song Jiazhu's location in the crowded cafeteria.
He sat opposite him with his plate and looked at the food on his plate.
The prices of dishes at most counters on the first floor of the cafeteria of No. 9 Middle School are not expensive, five yuan for two dishes and seven yuan for three dishes. The prices on the second floor are stir-fried dishes, which are relatively more expensive, but still under twenty yuan, because the meal card is limited to forty yuan a day.
There were only two dishes on Song Jiazhu's plate, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and stir-fried celery with dried soybean sauce. The food in the cafeteria was not delicious, but Song Jiazhu still ate very seriously.
Lin Zhi picked up a bowl of spicy chicken for seven yuan from the small bowl window, took it out from the plate, and placed it between his and Song Jiazhu's plates.
"Want to eat?"
For the first time today, Song Jiazhu looked up and made eye contact with Lin Zhi.
He shook his head and continued to eat.
"You don't like spicy food?"
Lin Zhi of course knew of his refusal and continued to ask questions.
Song Jiazhu shook his head again, but it was difficult to tell what he really meant.
In the end, do you dislike it or not?
In order to prevent Lin Zhi from asking questions again, Song Jiazhu left with the food tray, walked to the empty seats at the first few tables, sat down and continued eating.
He couldn't speak, so he silently refused to communicate.
For high school students, most people would be embarrassed by such rejection and would automatically give up communicating with him.
Lin Zhi stared at his back, but continued eating in a good mood.
Just like the long-lost knowledge, the food in the cafeteria also tastes unpalatable.
In order to maintain students' energy, the school stipulates that students who stay in school for lunch break must take a nap. The student union or teachers will patrol to remind students who are doing homework or reading to take a nap, and check if there are any students secretly reading miscellaneous books or comics or playing with their mobile phones.
Lin Zhi hadn't rested like this for a long time. Fortunately, his body had gotten used to it and he didn't feel particularly uncomfortable.
Song Jiazhu sleeps with his face down on his arms, eliminating the possibility of anyone seeing his sleeping face.
Very self-contained, Lin Zhi commented in her heart.
Fortunately, it was during his teenage years. If Song Jiazhu was in Mingyao's status and position a few years later, it would probably be much more difficult to approach him than Mingyao.
However, given his self-destructive tendencies, he might have committed suicide before that time. Also, given his shortcoming of being unable to speak, he probably would not have had much of a chance to become a businessman.
After the first class in the afternoon, everyone headed towards the playground following the voice of the physical education teacher.
It is early October now and the weather is still hot and humid.
Unlike the previous city's windy and rainy autumn, this city has almost no autumn.
Starting from November, there are only a few days of sudden drops and rises in temperature, and then it enters winter. As for October, it seems to be still summer.
The physical education teacher blew the whistle and asked the team to line up, and then it was the regular 800-meter race.
Lin Zhi discovered that Song Jiazhu seemed to have good physical strength. He was always at the front of the team without any effort. Lin Zhi wanted to catch up with him, but found that this body's physical strength was worse than he thought. He soon fell to the back of the team, keeping company with a few girls.
The girls seemed to be used to his joining them and greeted him enthusiastically: "Lin Zhi, don't worry, let's run slowly together."
Lin Zhi smiled back out of habit, and the one closest to Lin Zhi exclaimed.
"You are very good-looking, why do you always keep your head down?"
This aroused the curiosity of the two girls. They ran a little ahead of Lin Zhi and looked back at Lin Zhi.
Lin Zhi cooperated and let them see clearly, and they silently gave a thumbs up.
"Thanks."
Because the original owner had a secret in his heart and liked to observe people secretly, he had always been a nobody in the class. He gave people the impression of being a thin boy who liked to keep his head down.
The casual chat made it more obvious that they were lagging behind, so they stopped talking and hurried to catch up with the team.
Lin Zhi frowned as he ran, almost out of breath, worried that there might be some changes to his plan.
After running 800 meters, the team continued to integrate, and with the teacher's whistle, everyone could start free activities.
Some people immediately went to get their rackets, basketballs, etc., some people sat on the steps of the playground to enjoy the cool, read books, or listen to the MP3s they secretly brought with them, and some people ran towards the back door of the playground, slipped away in the direction of the nearest second canteen, and went to the convenience store outside the canteen to buy food.
Song Jiazhu sat alone, far away from the crowd, holding a small exercise book in his hand.
While thinking, Song Jiazhu wrote down the calculations on the draft paper and quickly filled in the answers in the exercise book.
Suddenly a shadow fell in front of him, blocking his sunlight.
Song Jiazhu looked up and, not surprisingly, saw the face of his new deskmate.
"The badminton racket I want to take is placed on the top of the cabinet. The sports committee member is playing basketball and the teacher is nowhere to be found. Can you help me?"
The boy's face has soft lines and a simple and beautiful look. The shape of his eyes emphasizes his innocence, making him look gentle and harmless.
There was some trepidation in his voice, as if he was afraid of being rejected.
Song Jiazhu was silent for a while, closed the exercise book and stood up.
"Thanks."
Lin Zhi smiled, waved to Song Jiazhu, and took him to the equipment warehouse.
The door of the warehouse was half open and there was no one inside.
When Song Jiazhu approached, he heard the door of the warehouse being closed. He turned around subconsciously and saw Lin Zhi's embarrassed expression and said, "It's just a convenience."
The boy said in a brisk voice, "It's on top of that cabinet. It must have been placed too high, so some students gave up on it. You know, badminton rackets are very popular."
Song Jiazhu also saw the racket on the top of the cabinet and nodded.
As he passed the gymnastics mat, he suddenly felt a huge push and was forced to fall on the thick green mat.
Someone was sitting astride him, preventing him from getting up.
"Did you recognize me yesterday?"
The boy seemed to be asking questions, but his attitude was very firm.
Song Jiazhu had no habit of spreading other people's news. He had originally planned to pretend that he had not seen it and would not tell anyone. He would not meddle in other people's business.
But he also understood Lin Zhi's worries, but he thought Lin Zhi would ask him nervously, instead of suppressing him with a strange and opposite attitude like now.
"Don't tell anyone about this, understand, little mute?"
Lin Zhi lowered her head and approached him, with a sweet smile on her face, but clear malice in her eyes.
"Don't even think about complaining to the teacher. I can always follow you."
Since Song Jiazhu didn't know his other side, he just acted freely. Could anyone who followed him be a normal person?
This is a necessary means to break down the barriers. It must be overbearing, strong and irresistible. It doesn't matter if you are disgusted at first. Having emotions is like being indifferent.
There were footsteps at the warehouse door. Lin Zhi immediately stood up and extended his hand to Song Jiazhu.
The students coming in from the door looked at them with some confusion. Lin Zhi explained, "He accidentally fell down, and I helped him up."
The classmates had no doubts. After all, Lin Zhi was generally recognized as a quiet, introverted and easy-to-talk to person in the class. How could he lie about such a thing?
"Classmate, get up."
Lin Zhi smiled shyly at Song Jiazhu. Song Jiazhu looked at him quietly, ignored the hand, stood up and brushed off the dust on his body.
"You haven't helped me get the racket yet."
Someone grabbed the corner of his clothes. Song Jiazhu turned around and saw Lin Zhi's somewhat lost expression.
When she met his eyes, a smile that had nothing to do with kindness appeared in those beautiful eyes.
Looks so soft and innocent, yet seems to be unforgivable.
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