Classmates

After a short silence, Shan Yun remembered the image of someone squatting in the corner and sobbing like a pitiful little cat that day, so he spoke first, "Since you said the bet counts and you admit that I won, I don't ask for much, at least buy me a drink or something, so that I can experience the feeling of a winner."

Shan Yun actually just wanted to make a joke to ease the awkward situation where the two of them had no topics to talk about and Zou Weichen was standing there motionless. He also wanted to make the other person happy.

"Wait a moment." Zou Weichen said and ran into the house.

After a while, just as Shan Yun was biting the tip of his pen and thinking hard about how to solve the problem, Zou Weichen appeared on the terrace again, with a plate and a drink in his hands, reaching out to him from the opposite side.

Shan Yun stood up and took the plate and drink. "For me?"

Zou Weichen nodded.

There was a plate of fried snacks on the plate, and it was accompanied by a glass of orange juice. Dan Yun then remembered that it was normal for Zou Weichen's family to have these things since they ran a snack bar.

He skewered a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. "It's quite delicious."

"I'm glad you like it. Seeing you like this, Grandma Xu shouldn't worry anymore. She was originally worried that you wouldn't be able to adapt to the new environment here and couldn't keep up with your studies, so she asked us to take care of you."

Shan Yun glanced towards the door. He had no idea that his grandmother had been so worried about him, and he felt very upset.

"In the first two days after you came, your face was as stinky as a kitten, and you would prick anyone you caught. Grandma Xu kept telling us to take good care of you. It seems that Grandma Xu was worrying too much. You are actually quite optimistic and have a good ability to adapt."

It turned out that during the first few days after he arrived, whenever his grandmother met Zou Weichen, she would start a conversation with him. In fact, it was not only because they were familiar with each other, but also because she wanted to ask someone to look after him.

Shan Yun felt warm in his heart, and even his mood became exceptionally good.

"Yeah, I also think I have strong adaptability." He climbed onto the windowsill, sat by the window, and kept stuffing food into his mouth while talking.

"By the way, why did you miss the English test? Did you let it go?"

"No." Zou Weichen lowered his head, as if he didn't want to answer the question, but also seemed to be considering how to say it.

Shan Yun saw his concern, glanced at him secretly, and asked cautiously: "Is it related to the injuries on your arms and neck?"

He recalled the day the results came out and when he grabbed Zou Weichen's arm, the other person was obviously in pain. At the time, he was only focused on winning or losing and didn't pay attention. Now that he thinks about it, there is a high probability that there is a connection.

Then why are you unwilling to tell?

A brave act? Not likely. Such a good deed should not be hidden from the teacher.

Did he go to fight? He was quite skilled at hitting sandbags on the terrace that day.

This reason was the most reasonable. As an excellent student, fighting was against school rules, and he certainly didn't want to say it out loud. If he let it slip, it would become a hot topic in the group. Shan Yun nodded, confirming his thoughts in his heart.

Shan Yun changed his posture.

"Here." He handed the plate over. Zou Weichen looked up, stunned for a moment, and took the plate. Shan Yun touched his head and smiled, "I've finished it all."

"It was originally given to you to eat." Zou Weichen put aside his previous concerns and answered easily.

"Let me tell you." Shan Yun changed his posture and looked at Zou Weichen. Seeing that he was also looking at him, he continued, "We see each other almost every day. We are classmates from the same school and neighbors. How can we be considered friends?"

Zou Weichen looked doubtful.

"Does what I said last time still count? Hehe, I'm not very good at math, can I ask you for help in the future?" Shan Yun sat with his legs crossed, his face propped up with his hands, waiting for the other party's answer.

"Of course, of course." Zou Weichen lowered his head slightly and stared at the plate in his hand.

There was a noise from the opposite side, and Zou Weichen looked up again. Shan Yun had already jumped down from the windowsill steadily, yawned, stretched, and turned around.

"I'm sleepy. Let's go to sleep. Good night."

"Good evening..." Zou Weichen responded somewhat at a loss, turned around and left quickly.

Seeing the other person leaving in a hurry, Shan Yun grinned twice, then closed the curtains, breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and fell on the bed.

In fact, he had just thought about asking Zou Weichen what happened to the injury on his neck. He vaguely guessed that Zou Weichen's neck injury might be related to his absence from the English exam.

But he felt that their relationship was not as good as that between him and Jiang Zhejixiang. Zou Weichen showed that expression again, and his presumptuous questioning would only cause trouble to others, which would be bad.

Everyone has secrets that they don't want to tell.

Under the cover of night, the city center in the distance is full of lights and music, dyeing the dark night red.

It’s only been a week since school started.

Before the students recovered from the joy and sorrow of the Unified Examination, the news of class division came out suddenly. Shan Yun and his classmates had just gone for a stroll in the snack street in the small square over the weekend. When they returned to class that night, Teacher Zhao announced the class division.

It was very sudden, and the classes were divided that night.

He told each student which class they would be assigned to. Class 2 was still a specialty class, and the personnel remained basically unchanged. Only a few students who chose to prepare for the college entrance examination left, including Shan Yun, who was just there temporarily.

Shan Yun was assigned to Class 17 because of his high grades and his choice of science.

Many students in the class had red eyes in tears. They had been in the same class for more than a year and had accumulated deep feelings for each other. Now some of them were going to be separated into different classes. They were reluctant to leave, and Teacher Zhao’s touching words pushed the emotions to a climax.

Jiang Zhe, Yang Xiu and the others were still in Class 2, so they were not that sad and even had the energy to make their classmates cry.

Although Shan Yun had only been in this class for less than a month, he still felt a lump in his throat when he saw everyone hugging each other and crying.

"Brother Yun, you and I will be separated by a playground from now on, just like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are separated by the Milky Way. Although we are right in front of me, in my heart we are as far away as the horizon." Jiang Zhe turned his head and lay on Shan Yun's desk, looking reluctant to leave.

"Get lost. Who is following you, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl? Aren't you just across from each other? It's not like you'll be separated forever." Jiang Zhe's words shattered Shan Yun's surging emotions.

Jiang Zhe had previously created a small group of three people, and Jixiang posted a message in it: Brothers, where were you assigned? I am in Class 17.

Shan Yun sent back a handshake emoticon.

Jiang Zhe: You are all in the same class, but I am the only one here, all alone.

Jixiang: I’m all alone!!!

Shan Yun looked outside the classroom. The students on the third and fourth floors must be immersed in the sadness of parting.

Which class will Zou Weichen be in?

Shan Yun calculated that Zou Weichen was three places behind him. Since he was in the same class as Jixiang who was further behind him, it meant that Zou Weichen was also in the same class with him!!!

Class 2 is always a cohesive and ceremonial class. When Mr. Zhao left the classroom to get something from the office, the students prepared some surprises and farewell activities.

As the final chorus went on, more and more people choked up.

Shan Yun recalled the farewell scene with his classmates from the previous school that night. The feeling was completely different from the farewell scene now. The false reluctance on his expression and the sadness in his heart were so clear.

The affection between people is fully reflected at the time of parting.

After the song was over, the students all rushed to congratulate Teacher Zhao. Teacher Zhao waved his hand and asked everyone to pack up their things, but he continued to chatter on the podium, not caring whether the students were listening or not.

"Brother Yun, are you going to abandon us?" Jiang Zhe didn't have to pack up. He lay on Shan Yun's desk, looking at Shan Yun busy packing up with a pitiful look.

"What else?"

"At least I have to treat you to a big meal before I leave, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life." As soon as Jiang Zhe mentioned the big meal, Yang Xiu came over and imitated Jiang Zhe, looking at Shan Yun eagerly.

"Okay." After all, they were in the same class, and Jiang Zhe had treated him well over the past month.

As soon as they heard Shan Yun's answer, Jiang Zhe and Yang Xiu began to discuss what to eat.

"McDonald's."

"I'm tired of eating this. I think hot pot is better."

"I think grilling is better."

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Shan Yun looked at them for a long time, but couldn't decide where to go. Then an idea suddenly occurred to him, and he said, "I'll take you to a place to eat."

Shan Yun knew that they would definitely ask a lot of questions about what to eat and where to eat. Do you know where to eat since you just arrived? So he simply said, "It's my treat. I have the final say." He also deliberately leaned back in the chair, crossed his arms over his chest, and looked like he wouldn't allow you to refuse.

"Okay, you decide."

Things were almost packed up, but Teacher Zhao was still giving instructions at the podium, while students from other classes were already looking for their own classes with their books in their arms.

Finally, the class monitor couldn't stand it anymore and reminded Mr. Zhao to stop talking and let the students report to their new classes.

Jiang Zhe helped Shan Yun move his things to Class 17. Since he was in the same class as Jixiang, Shan Yun had asked Jixiang to help him reserve a seat before they arrived. As soon as they entered the classroom, Jixiang waved to them.

When Shan Yun walked into the classroom, Jixiang waved at him enthusiastically, with his mouth opened wide. But when he noticed the figure on the podium, he sat down with restraint.

The atmosphere in Class 17 was completely different from that in Class 2. There, students were crying and bidding farewell to each other, but here, the whole classroom was very serious. The students who had just moved in were quietly packing their things, and the students who had already packed were basically studying quietly.

All this is thanks to the head teacher on the podium.

Shan Yun later found out that the head teacher of Class 17 was named Ling, and she was Jixiang's former head teacher. She was called Senior Sister M Gao Miejue. She was called Miejue because she was very strict and had a stern face all day long. If she made a small mistake, she would be called in for a talk and asked to write a self-discipline. She was called Senior Sister because she had a pretty face and a good figure.

At this time, she was standing on the podium with her big belly, staring at the students below.

The students who moved in were originally talking and laughing, but when they saw the head teacher standing on the podium with an expressionless face, they immediately shut up and quietly looked for seats.

Jiang Zhe originally wanted to say a few words of greeting, but seeing the atmosphere, he put down his book, whispered a few words, and slipped away.

Jixiang's position was the second to last position in the third group. He reserved the second to last position in the second group for Shan Yun, which was exactly what Shan Yun wanted. He didn't want to sit in the front near the podium because he would feel uncomfortable doing anything.

Shan Yun looked around the classroom before he saw Zou Weichen, who was sitting in the third seat of the third group. He had already organized his things and was concentrating on writing his homework. He seemed to have encountered a difficult problem. He tapped his chin with a pen in his hand, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

They actually became classmates.

"Student Wei Chen, please come out for a moment." The director of the Academic Affairs Office came to the classroom door.