Took the key

The hot topic gradually died down within two days.

All kinds of news, public opinion and gossip in high school will not continue to ferment. They will gradually subside and dissipate with the huge study pressure.

The gossip about Zou Weichen's retaking his studies and falling in love also died down among the students who were gradually getting into their studies.

Just as Shan Yun thought, after Zou Weichen changed into the M High School uniform, he became an ordinary student who went to and from school on time every day. Shan Yun only occasionally met him in his grandmother's store.

Their lives became parallel lines.

The study atmosphere in Class 2 was not very good, but the students were very united and loving, and they talked and laughed with each other. Even as a bystander, Shan Yun felt more and more different watching their daily interactions, jokes, and battles of wits with the teacher.

He fell in love with the students in Class 2 without realizing it.

Although Jiang Zhe was noisy, he would calm down and sit quietly in his seat when class started. Although his mind would always wander thousands of miles away unconsciously, he would not disturb Shan Yun's studies.

Moreover, all the students in Class 2 are good at sports. They spend half of their time training on the playground every day, so Shan Yun is usually the only one left in the classroom.

In this way, Shan Yun had a fulfilling week, and the weekend came in the blink of an eye.

There was a physical education class on Friday afternoon. Although it was still during the make-up class period and the school had not officially started, the school still arranged a physical education class. The arrival of the physical education class made Shan Yun finally feel that he was also a member of Class 2.

After Shan Yun came here, he kept hearing Jiang Zhe and the others talking about basketball. Two-thirds of the players on the school basketball team were in Class 2. Shan Yun listened to them talking and really wanted to see them play basketball, but he never had the chance.

It happened to be physical education class, and Jiang Zhe was clamoring to show Shan Yun his superb basketball skills. He walked out of the classroom with a basketball in one hand and his other hand on Shan Yun's shoulder.

"Shan Yun, Teacher Zhao asked you to go to his office. He wants to talk to you."

Shan Yun had just taken Jiang Zhe's hand off his shoulder when the squad leader, who had just returned from the office, said these words to him.

Being called in for a talk by the teacher is one of the things Shan Yun dislikes the most.

He had a look of rejection on his face, but was half-pushed and half-persuaded by Jiang Zhe to come to the door of the office. Seeing Jiang Zhe waving goodbye to him, Shan Yun stood at the door of the office with resistance. After a long while, he took a deep breath and then knocked on the door and went in.

As soon as he stepped into the office, everyone looked up at him.

Shan Yun's nerves were tense.

That's how it felt. He hadn't done anything wrong, but the teacher came to talk to him. As soon as he entered the office, everyone looked at him as if they were guessing what crime this student had committed to be called to the office. All eyes were on him, and every nerve in his body tensed up unconsciously.

Shan Yun took a quick look and saw three or four teachers in the office. There was a familiar-looking person in the last row, Zou Weichen, whom he hadn't seen for a week.

He was wearing a blue and white school uniform, still thin, and he looked up when he heard any noise.

Shan Yun's eyes swept across the entire office and finally stopped at Zou Weichen. He walked towards Lao Zhao.

"Shan Yun, come here, sit here." Old Zhao called Shan Yun to sit next to him.

Shan Yun didn't feel relaxed until he sat down. He remembered that he had been staring at Zou Weichen from the moment he entered the room until he sat down, and he felt quite embarrassed.

But in the office, everyone except Zou Weichen was a teacher. And when Zou Weichen saw Shan Yun, he didn't look at him as if he was guessing what mistake this student had made. Instead, he was stunned at first, and then looked at him meaninglessly. When he noticed that Shan Yun was staring at him, he even lowered his head in an evasive manner.

"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

"Well, classmate Shan Yun, you have been here for a week, how do you feel?"

"It's okay. The classmates are very loving and the teachers are very responsible." Shan Yun replied with a little hesitation.

"Teacher, what difficulties do you have in study or life? For example, how do you get along with your classmates? Which subject do you have difficulty in learning? Do you need the teacher to solve it..."

Shan Yun listened to Lao Zhao asking a lot of questions, "Not yet, our class is pretty good, but I haven't experienced the physical education class in our school. I heard that Jiang Zhe and his friends are very good at playing basketball, and I really want to watch them play."

"Our class is really good at basketball. I didn't expect you also like sports. Let me take a look...ah, this is the physical education class for our class." After answering, Lao Zhao seemed to understand what Shan Yun meant.

"Ah, it's okay. The teacher didn't mean to stop you from taking the PE class. We'll talk quickly and you can go to the PE class after we're done. Or we can play ball together after school. All of us in our class are PE students... That's not right."

Shan Yun became inexplicably nervous.

Old Zhao stopped talking abruptly, and then stared at him straight, which made Shan Yun's heart squirm. After a while, Old Zhao said, "Shan Yun, isn't it time to get your hair cut?"

"Pfft!" A sound like someone being amused came from behind, but it soon died down.

Shan Yun almost vomited blood. He looked back in the direction of the sound. The person behind him quickly caught the gaze cast towards him and immediately raised his hand to his lips pretending to cough.

Shan Yun gave him a resentful look, with an expression that said, "Stop pretending. I can hear you trying to hold back your laughter." He turned around only when he saw that the other party had paused.

Shan Yun knew the rules of M High School. Director Huang had emphasized the issue of appearance to him on the first day of registration. He had to wear school uniform to school every day, and boys' hair could not cover their eyebrows and ears.

He admitted that his hair was a little long, but it didn't cover his eyebrows or ears. He just used some hair gel to style it in a subtle way.

Xu Ru is the owner of a trendy clothing company. She pays special attention to Shan Yun's dressing. Shan Yun has been influenced by her since he was a child and cares a lot about his appearance. He has also learned a lot of dressing tips, so he has an advantage over others in terms of matching. The way he dresses always makes people recognize that he is on the road of fashion.

He spends most of his time every morning on his hairstyle and outfit, which can enhance his looks. How could he possibly get a buzz cut or a crew cut like theirs?

"Teacher, I have finished the revisions." Zou Weichen's not-so-loud voice suddenly rang out, and he stood up with a stack of homework and walked to the seat in front of Lao Zhao, placing the homework on the table.

The female teacher in front was looking through the homework that Zou Weichen had corrected. Zou Weichen was standing behind the female teacher, next to Lao Zhao's desk, right in front of Shan Yun, with his body slightly bent.

"Look, classmate Wei Chen's hairstyle is very standard." Old Zhao pointed at Zou Wei Chen who was standing right in front of them.

Zou Weichen didn't expect that Teacher Zhao would mention him. He was shocked and turned around and nodded to Teacher Zhao.

The female teacher who had been sitting in the front and had been silent finally spoke up, "Teacher Zhao, our Wei Chen is the most honest."

"Yes, yes, Wei Chen is indeed well-behaved and has very good grades. He is excellent."

Shan Yun turned the pen in his hand and looked up at the back of Zou Weichen's head. His hairstyle was almost flat, so only people with the looks of Jiang Zhe and Zou Weichen could withstand it. If it were him, that might not be the case.

Shan Yun caught a glimpse of Lao Zhao checking his data while writing down their conversation with his head down. His movements were very slow. He wanted to leave but couldn't. He supported his cheeks with his hands and observed the office boredly. His eyes finally fell on the thin figure in front of him.

Zou Weichen was still bending his body slightly to listen to the teacher. Shan Yun kept shaking his head and sighed in his heart: This guy is really too thin.

As he was looking, he accidentally saw a small piece of red rope sticking out of Zou Weichen's school pants pocket.

Shan Yun didn't know whether he was too bored or was born restless. He thought of the way Zou Weichen had just smirked at him, and suddenly a bad idea popped up in his mind.

He glanced at Lao Zhao who was taking notes seriously, then glanced at Zou Weichen who was listening attentively, quietly stretched out his hand, and gently pulled the red rope in the other's trouser pocket.

His movements seemed to startle the other party. Zou Weichen moved a little, but the female teacher in front was talking to him, so he didn't dare to turn around or move too much.

Shan Yun retracted his hand, and seeing Zou Weichen's somewhat stiff movements, he thought the prank was quite interesting, so he reached out his hand again to continue teasing him, but when he was halfway through, his hand was suddenly grabbed by someone.

It was Zou Weichen’s hand.

Shan Yun raised his head suddenly.

Zou Weichen wanted to cover his pockets with his hands to stop Shan Yun's prank, but he unexpectedly grabbed Shan Yun's hand. He was startled for a moment and suddenly let go.

"Student Shan Yun."

"Hey, hey, what's wrong with Lao Zhao?" Shan Yun was holding the red rope. When he heard Lao Zhao calling him, he retracted his hand in panic and pulled the red rope out.

Zou Weichen's body stiffened and he immediately reached for his pockets, but it was too late. Shan Yun pulled out the red rope, and the key string tied to the red rope fell into his hand.

Shan Yun could sense from the corner of his eye that Zou Weichen turned around and glanced at him, his eyes full of confusion.

He didn't mean to pull out the key chain. He just felt bored listening to Lao Zhao talking, and happened to see the dazzling red rope, which made his hands itchy.

Shan Yun held the keychain in his hand, and suddenly became nervous. He cursed himself in his heart. What should I do? Why did I take someone else's things? Will he be angry? Shan Yun, why are your hands so dirty?

The female teacher in front of me roughly flipped through a few homework books and said with satisfaction: "Well, it's good enough. She even marked where the mistakes were. You have helped the teacher a lot again. Go back and study on your own first."

"Teacher, I'll go back to the classroom first." Zou Weichen walked out of the office. Before closing the door, he looked at Shan Yun, and then turned back to look at Shan Yun, his eyes full of confusion.

Shan Yun took advantage of Lao Zhao's inattention, his face full of anxiety and panic, he wanted to cry but couldn't, and kept gesticulating with his hands, trying to convey his unintentional act to the people at the door through body movements and eyes.

"Shan Yun?"

"Hey, Lao Zhao, I'm here." Shan Yun turned around, "I'm listening." After paying attention to Lao Zhao and looking towards the door again, Zou Weichen had already left.

"No problem, go to physical education class." Lao Zhao put down his pen.

Shan Yun breathed a sigh of relief, immediately stood up and said, "Then teacher, I'll be out first." Then he hurried away.

"Wait a minute." The female teacher suddenly shouted.

Shan Yun turned around helplessly, forced a smile, and said with a dry laugh: "Teacher, what's the matter?"

The female teacher turned to Mr. Zhao and said, "Mr. Zhao, why haven't you prepared school uniforms for the new students yet?"

"Oh, I forgot. Student Shan Yun, please write down your clothing size." Lao Zhao took out a pen and paper and asked Shan Yun to write.

When Shan Yun left the office, Zou Weichen was no longer visible in the corridor.