Another Him
Shan Yun just remembered that he didn't seem to see Zou Weichen's name just now, so he clicked on the list again.
Zou Weichen's name was indeed behind him, ranking 137th, tied with 135th and 136th, with 569 points, three points less than him.
Jiang Zhe: I didn’t expect that Zou Weichen would regress so much in this exam. He has always been among the top ten in his grade, unshakable.
Shan Yun felt like he was already floating in the sky, and couldn't help but say proudly in his heart: See, this young master can do it a little better.
He had already begun to imagine what expression Zou Weichen would have when he showed off in front of him.
Could it be that he was the one who put his hands on his hips, looking down at Zou Weichen with a haughty manner, and laughing non-stop, while Zou Weichen bowed his head and clasped his fists, full of admiration.
Shan Yun became more and more excited the more he thought about it, until the bell for class brought him back to reality. He sighed in his heart: Imagination is just imagination, how could Zou Weichen show such a servile expression.
Perhaps thinking of Zou Weichen's indifferent expression at the weekend, Shan Yun felt uncomfortable. He always felt that Zou Weichen should not have the kind of eyes that see through everything and look down on everything. As they are young, shouldn't they show a vigorous look?
After school at noon, Shan Yun walked out of the school gate surrounded by Jiang Zhe's embrace and praise. He was enjoying Jiang Zhe's praise happily, but then he noticed that Jixiang was not waiting for them at the school gate. Usually they went to and from school together, but today it was half an hour after school and he hadn't come out yet.
"Where's Jixiang?"
"As for him, he regressed a lot in this exam. He is probably still being scolded in the office. But just after school, he sent us a message to let us go home first. Every time after an exam, the students in his class who regressed would line up to go to the office for a lecture."
"Hey, Brother Yun." Jiang Zhe poked Shan Yun's waist, looked to the left, and whispered, "Zou Weichen!"
Shan Yun looked in the direction of Jiang Zhe's gaze and saw Zou Weichen just coming out of the school gate.
"Brother Yun, come on, show off and it's time to show how great you are." Jiang Zhe put his arm around Shan Yun's shoulder, looking as if it was a great honor for him.
Shan Yun was pulled in front of Zou Weichen by Jiang Zhe, and Jiang Zhe spoke first: "Zou Weichen, you lost, and Brother Yun won."
Although Shan Yun had no intention of belittling others, when he thought about his victory, he couldn't help but look up with his hands crossed in front of his chest. His smug look seemed to be saying: See, I keep my word.
He glanced at Zou Weichen from the corner of his eye, fully expecting what expression Zou Weichen would show.
Zou Weichen stopped and glanced at Shan Yun, "Well, you win." His tone was calm, without a trace of emotion. Such indifference even made Shan Yun feel that he didn't care.
Zou Weichen didn't even stop, he just walked away. Shan Yun was very angry, he turned around and shouted at him: "Is that it?"
Zou Weichen stopped again, but did not turn around. He said coldly: "What else? What else do you want? It was just a casual remark."
Shan Yun was a little angry. Before the results came out, he had already imagined what it would be like if he lost, and even felt that he could completely accept the outcome of losing.
Even though he knew the results and knew he won, he was a little proud, but he didn't really want to show off his power as a winner and hit Zou Weichen. He was angry about Zou Weichen's attitude.
Shan Yun didn't care at all about what he would get if he won, but he absolutely couldn't stand Zou Weichen's attitude. It was him who accepted the bet without hesitation at the beginning, and then he was the one who said forget it, and in the end he was also the one who didn't care about the outcome of the bet. This kind of nonchalant attitude made people angry.
Shan Yun stepped forward and grabbed his arm. Zou Weichen's face twitched noticeably. He shook off Shan Yun's hand and straightened his clothes.
Shan Yun then noticed that there were several wounds under his ears and on the sides of his neck. Two of the wounds were quite large and still had traces of blood on them. There were also some small scars that had already healed faintly visible on his collar.
Shan Yun just remembered that when he saw Zou Weichen at the weekend, he seemed to have a Band-Aid under his ear.
"You..." Shan Yun pointed at Zou Weichen's neck.
Zou Weichen raised his collar to cover his wound, and said, "I'm willing to admit defeat, okay?"
Zou Weichen's tone was frighteningly cold, and he left right after he finished speaking.
Shan Yun froze in place. Zou Weichen's eyes just now were cold and bored, and then there was a fleeting apology at the end. What a contradictory look.
Also, what does his gradually quickening pace mean? Is he running away?
Did he know he had lost? Did he not want to lose face?
Or are you afraid that he will ask for something from him in the attitude of a victor?
Jiang Zhe walked to Shan Yun and said angrily, "Why is he like this? Forget it, forget it, nerds are like this, they can't stand losing. We don't need to be angry because of him. Anyway, I know you won."
Shan Yun magnanimously shook his hands and pretended not to care, "Forget it, I won't bother with him. Anyway, I won."
Just don't care.
Just a classmate, just a joke bet, but he had to be treated with such seriousness.
Shan Yun returned to his room, feeling his bloated stomach.
He planned to play two games before evening self-study, but before he sat down, he saw a familiar figure on the opposite terrace through the gap in the window.
Zou Weichen is on the terrace at this moment.
Ever since they met unexpectedly at the window, Shan Yun had kept half of the window closed to avoid embarrassment again, and only opened the left side of the curtain to block the open window.
Since the bet began, Shan Yun has never seen Zou Weichen appear on the terrace again.
It's rare to meet him again.
only……
Shan Yun was completely stunned.
Zou Weichen, who was on the opposite stage, was shirtless and concentrating on punching and kicking the sandbag.
Shan Yun was very surprised. Zou Weichen's posture when hitting the sandbag did not look like a casual exercise. Instead, it was very standard and professional movements. It was obvious that he had received training.
Shan Yun put his hands on the desk, leaned forward, and rubbed his eyes twice, fearing that he had seen the wrong person.
A lean body, short hair, long legs, and a thin, angular face.
That person was indeed Zou Weichen.
At this moment, the expression of Zou Weichen opposite him was very different from what he usually saw.
On weekdays, he saw Zou Weichen as gentle and quiet, modest and polite. Sometimes he would blush when being joked about. He was a good student favored by his teachers, a good boy openly loved by his grandmother Aunt Ji, and a top scorer in the college entrance examination who was envied and admired by his classmates.
Even his indifferent attitude today was completely different from now.
But now, he had a cold, angry, and violent look on his face. He showed no mercy to the sandbags, using all his strength in every kick and punch, like an enraged lion that was venting its anger wantonly.
Shan Yun sat paralyzed in the chair, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but look across.
Zou Weichen exerted all his strength in every move, and the sandbag was knocked all over the place by him, as if the sandbag had a blood feud with him and he wanted to beat it to death.
Shan Yun's mind was filled with doubts.
Zou Weichen on the opposite side hit faster and faster. He raised his feet and kicked the sandbag several times in succession, then hugged the shaking sandbag and gasped on it.
Shan Yun was amazed by this scene. Zou Weichen could actually kick continuously and his movements were clean and neat. He was truly a master of both civil and military skills.
The kick was a bit harsh.
Shan Yun felt that he had seen something he shouldn't have seen, but he was still eager to do so and couldn't help but take a peek. He patted his chest and took a deep breath. Fortunately, he didn't bother with him about the bet today. If he had angered him, he would have ended up like that sandbag.
Shan Yun finally made a decision.
It's better to avoid people like this in the future.
Zou Weichen might have been tired from beating, or he had vented his emotions. By the time he let go of the sandbag, his face had returned to normal except for the sweat and the redness from the exercise.
He carried the sandbag to the wall and placed it there, then leaned against it with his eyes closed and his head raised. His thin body showed faintly his abdominal muscles.
Shan Yun pinched the flesh on his belly, wondering if he should exercise.
Zou Weichen's body slowly slid down, and Shan Yun hurriedly stood up. He saw Zou Weichen squatting in the corner with his head buried in his arms, his shoulders slightly heaving. At this moment, he looked like a helpless little cat.
Is he crying?
But why are you crying?
It couldn't be that she was sad because of the bet, because she lost face and dignity because she lost to him?
Is it because you didn't do well in the Unified Examination? Are you sad?
The more Shan Yun thought about it, the more it made sense. After all, Zou Weichen was once the top scorer in the college entrance examination, and his return to repeat the exam caused such a sensation, but he failed in the first attempt and dropped to over 100th place.
If it were him, he might not be able to accept it, let alone someone whose grades have never fallen out of the top ten in his grade and who got first place in the college entrance examination.
It was unknown how long it had passed before Shan Yun came to his senses. The opposite side was empty, with only some sports equipment piled up in the corner.
Shan Yun leaned back in his chair, looking at the ceiling, his mind full of the image of Zou Weichen hitting the sandbag just now.
Just now, there was a fierce look in Zou Weichen's eyes, the kind of extremely angry look, just like the look in Liang Yuzhao's eyes when Jia Wei was blocked in the alley by people outside the school and his clothes were stripped, and he rushed up and beat those people violently, even more cruel than that.
This made Shan Yun shudder.
But then he showed that helpless look again, the kind that made him feel empathy.
What kind of person is Zou Weichen?
It makes people curious.
Early the next morning, the news of Zou Weichen's failure in the Unified Examination broke out in the group. Shan Yun just took a glance and the screen was full of disbelief, unbelievable, sarcasm, ridicule, so-called divine predictions, and a group of people waiting to watch the show.
Shan Yun put away his phone.
The third hot spot since returning to school from M High School was once again occupied by Zou Weichen.
And none of it is a good thing.
This Zou Weichen has bad luck in his life. Although he has his own hot spots, nothing he has done is good. It's a bit miserable.
Shan Yun met Jiang Zhe at a fork in the road, and he mentioned the hot topics in the group.
Facing Jiang Zhe's endless chatter, Shan Yun did not give much reaction, just occasionally saying "Oh".
"Brother Yun, why are you reacting like this? Everyone in the group is saying that his grades are affected by his relationship."
"Why do you have to stare at him?" Shan Yun replied.
No matter how naive, passionate, or brainless Jiang Zhe was on weekdays, he didn't care. But for some reason, Jiang Zhe's words today were particularly irritating to him, and he even didn't want to pay attention to him.
He felt irritated, irritated for no reason.