[Strawberry World Junior High School Part 2]
Lin Chaoxi sat at the desk with a stack of composition papers spread out in front of him.
She stared at the green squares for a while. According to the normal plot, she should not know what to write. But on the contrary, she wrote this essay very smoothly, fluently, and in one go. It must be because the material in life is too comprehensive, so there is no chance of getting stuck.
The next day, she brought the essay she had written to school and chatted with Wang Bei.
Su Chen walked into the classroom and informed her that she would have to go to the small classroom 303 for a meeting at noon.
"I still want to sleep at noon..." Lin Chaoxi said subconsciously.
"The teacher coaching activities for the speech competition may just be a formality."
Lin Chaoxi was surprised: "Is it so formal?"
Su Chen: “Most activities follow this process.”
Thinking of how Su Chen rarely seemed to be in the classroom at noon every day, she quickly flattered him: "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Chen."
"You worked hard yesterday, too."
Lin Chaoxi turned around subconsciously. The blackboard at the back of the classroom was halfway through, with a large blank space. She felt embarrassed and quickly explained: "Yesterday...something suddenly happened...I must finish it today."
"It's okay, take your time." Su Chen said, and went out to do other things.
Wang Bei listened and looked very curious: "What happened yesterday? Did you stay with Miss Zhang to make a blackboard newspaper?"
"And Teacher Gao..."
Wang Bei gasped: "Is it really that bad? What did they say that even you couldn't stand it?"
"What do you mean even... me..." Lin Chaoxi sucked the jelly and shivered with the cold.
"You have a good temper."
"They were just interrogating me to find out if I had a crush on Pei Zhi."
"Who cares about them?" Wang Bei glared at her, then glanced at the girls gossiping together in the back of the classroom, "Don't be stupid enough to admit that Zhang Mingming is sick in this regard."
Thinking of Pei Zhi's calm and confident look walking on the street last night, Lin Chaoxi suddenly didn't care much about it: "It doesn't seem to matter whether you admit it or not." She asked with a smile, "Do you think Judge Pei will be here at noon today?"
——
The result... is still no...
After having a bowl of wontons at noon, Lin Chaoxi walked into the small classroom 303 with his speech manuscript, feeling exhausted.
But when she walked into the classroom, she found that there was no one in the meeting.
There was only one handsome boy sitting in the front row. Although he was not Pei Zhi, Lin Chaoxi still wanted to whistle.
"Hello?" she greeted quietly.
The boy raised his head suddenly. He had big eyes, slightly curly hair, and extremely deep eyelids, like a mixed-race child.
"I'm here for a meeting..." Lin Chaoxi said.
"No need for a meeting." said the boy.
"Huh?"
"You want to go to the meeting so badly, don't you want to go back and take a nap?"
"I want to sleep." Lin Chaoxi was very honest.
The boy thought she was very interesting and said, "Just hand in your speech and a teacher will help you revise it."
“Will it really change?”
"No." The boy was very honest. "It just looks like it has been tutored by a teacher. Just come and pick it up at noon tomorrow."
"oh."
Lin Chaoxi put the speech down directly. Only then did she notice that there was a pile of manuscripts on the table. As expected, everyone had handed in theirs.
The boy took her essay, glanced at the name, and looked up curiously: "Are you Lin Chaoxi?"
"Really?" Lin Zhaoxi looked at him, "Do you know me? Am I that famous?"
The boy smiled and shook his head, then continued to answer honestly: "No."
“It’s very depressing.”
"I know." He still smiled, with a hint of meaning.
——
Huajuan walked slowly to the teacher's office with the speech script.
The reason why the speech contest had to go through this process was that a student in the previous session gave a speech in public that was not very good, and the organizer failed in his duty and even fined the teacher's salary.
But if others want to talk, who can stop them?
Huajuan knocked on the teacher's office door, and sure enough, the teacher in charge of this speech competition told him to take it back and just read it once.
So he completed his task and returned to the classroom.
The sun was shining brightly at noon. Pei Zhi sat at the back of the classroom, basking in the sun with earphones in his ears. He was usually isolated from the world.
Huajuan sat down next to him, put down the stack of speech manuscripts, and asked, "How about it, Brother Pei, are you interested in doing some language work at noon today?"
Pei Zhi pulled off one of his earphones and waited for him to make a request.
"Would you please review the speech for the speech contest on Friday?"
After listening to this, Pei Zhi put his headphones back in and continued with his own business.
Huajuan glanced at his draft paper, which contained content that looked like a divine book, and quickly turned his eyes away to look at his own things.
However, after looking at it for a while, he began to rub his eyes.
Since the theme of this speech event is relatively "traditional", the speeches are all the same.
He even saw two of the same story.
When he was a child, he had poor academic performance, so his father took him to the mountains to pick mushrooms. There were no mushrooms on the mountains, so his father took him to pick sour dates and went to the market to sell them. They exchanged the money they earned for mushrooms.
He scribbled on the paper: "I suggest going mushroom picking with classmate xx from class xx and his dad."
Pei Zhi glanced at him and suddenly said, "Too harsh."
"Aren't you watching?"
"I just saw it."
"I know, so I used a pencil." Huajuan said as he erased the complaints and wrote something serious instead.
He continued reading. The next speech was written on a composition book, with a cartoon pig on the cover. The content was not very long, but he read it from beginning to end, and was actually a little fascinated.
"Why can you explore things you don't know?" After reading it, he asked Pei Zhi deeply.
Pei Zhi said nothing, moved the draft paper a little closer, and drew a square on it.
Hanamaki was surprised: "How did you know?"
"Because this sentence is very important in the history of mathematics, the child slave asked Socrates this question and was inspired by it, and the square root of 2 appeared."
Huajuan: “…”
"What?"
"Lin Chaoxi's father also said this." He said as he handed over the speech manuscript he had just received.
Unlike other speeches, the one Lin Chaoxi wrote was a short essay about a math story her father told her. It did not contain any sentimental content from beginning to end, but it was very vivid. Pei Zhi took it and read it with great pleasure.
Huajuan ignored him and finished reading the rest.
Pei Zhicai returned Lin Chaoxi's notebook only after he finished reading the last speech.
You actually watched it for so long?
Huajuan opened the notebook and was shocked.
Lin Chaoxi's speech was actually carefully revised by Pei Zhi.
Pei Zhi carefully marked the details in the article with a pencil. Not only did he change the description of two formulas, he also corrected all the typos and grammatical errors...
"Didn't you say you didn't want to see it?" Huajuan's eyes widened.
"I didn't say that." Pei Zhi put the earphone back in.
Huajuan looked at Pei Zhi's profile and was stunned. Recalling this, Pei Zhi simply ignored her and it seemed that they really hadn't spoken to each other.
——
Huajuan expressed regret that he could not say that Pei Zhi was "saying one thing and thinking another".
However, on Friday noon, he sat in the small classroom 303 with a very delicate mood, waiting for Lin Chaoxi to come and get the essay paper.
The girl arrived a little late, and it was obvious that she had gone out of school to eat.
In order to greet and get closer, Huajuan asked her: "Have you eaten lunch?"
Lin Zhaoxi smiled and replied: "I ate it."
"What did you eat?"
"The wontons, from the one in Old Street, are amazing. I plan to eat there for three days in a row." She introduced it to him lively.
Huajuan continued to laugh. He handed Lin Chaoxi's composition back and thought that since they had the same hobbies, she was indeed a good match for Pei Zhi.
Lin Chaoxi took the composition book and turned to leave.
Huajuan quickly stopped the person and said, "Wait!"
"Anything else?"
I don't want to miss the opportunity to see a play...
Huajuan coughed and said, "Let me take a look at the revisions now. If you have any questions, feel free to ask."
Lin Chaoxi nodded and opened the composition book with some curiosity.
A look of surprise appeared on her face at first, and just when Hanajuan was about to hear her exclaim, he found that the girl's expression calmed down and she finished reading the notebook very seriously.
Finally, Huajuan saw her raise her head and heard her say solemnly, "The teacher is so serious in marking my paper. Please thank the teacher for me."
Not a teacher actually.
Huajuan was very proud. He coughed again in a long tone and was about to tell Lin Chaoxi the truth.
At this moment, someone suddenly appeared at the classroom door. The student looked serious and said, "Lin Zhaoxi, Teacher Gao wants you to come over."
——
All the way to the teacher's office, Lin Chaoxi's mind was full of the revised speech.
She was actually very surprised. Everyone said it was just a formality, but she didn't expect the teacher to help her revise it carefully. Such a serious attitude is really admirable.
When they arrived at the teacher's office, the atmosphere was very subtle. Gao Xuan looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. She then realized that she had just forgotten to ask what had happened.
"Student Lin Chaoxi." Gao Xuan spoke.
"ah?"
"It's like this. Our homeroom teacher, Mr. Feng, is not here today, so Mr. Ma from Class 1 reported a problem to me and asked me to find you to solve it."
Lin Chaoxi was puzzled. She recalled the seat of the class teacher, Mr. Ma. She looked over and found that Mr. Ma had a stiff face and seemed to look down on her.
Since the head teacher was not there, she responded tactfully: "Then wait until Teacher Feng comes back before you talk to me."
"Slippery-mouthed, unrepentant!"
Lin Chaoxi was a little confused and aggrieved by this pair of idioms.
Gao Xuan was helpless. He took out a letter from the drawer, placed it in front of her, and whispered, "I asked you yesterday and you didn't tell the truth. Did you write a love letter to Pei Zhi?"
"No." Lin Chaoxi lowered his head and found that it was a pink envelope.
Gao Xuan said softly, "The school prohibits premature love. When I was your age, I also liked other boys, but I usually tried to restrain myself..."
"I've never written a love letter." Lin Chaoxi interrupted her directly.
Gao Xuan's face turned cold.
"Teacher Ma, the head teacher of Class 1, said directly: "You don't study hard, but you also affect other students. What are you thinking?"
"I really didn't write it..." Lin Zhaoxi said, "If you don't believe me, you can check the handwriting."
"What handwriting do you check on the printed material?"
Lin Chaoxi frowned, picked up the pink envelope from the table and opened it. There was indeed a love letter inside.
It describes her love for Pei Zhi, and the content seems to be copied from the Internet, and the wording is embarrassing.
At the end of the love letter, her name was clearly written.
The evidence was conclusive, but after reading it, Lin Chaoxi calmly put away the letter: "It's just a printed document. How can you say I wrote it?"
"You did it yourself, Ma Pingping interrupted: You know it in your heart."
"So, this letter was handed to you by Pei Zhi himself, and he said that I wrote it to him?" Lin Chaoxi asked.
"You are still concerned about this matter. As a girl, do you have any sense of shame?"
"But love letters are a token of my feelings. I want to write, so why not write it myself?"
Gao Xuan asked back: "Who would wrongly accuse you for such a thing?"
Having said that, Lin Chaoxi glanced at her.
Her eyes were clear and calm; she was just a female junior high school student, but Gao Xuan seemed to hear her sneering - "What do you think?"
After that, Lin Chaoxi no longer made excuses.
She stood there, not saying a word no matter what Teacher Ma or anyone else said.
"You are also a person who cares about face, so the teacher will keep it a secret for you. Study hard and don't harass Pei Zhi anymore, okay?"
Gao Xuan concluded his speech with these words. Lin Chaoxi curled his lips, bowed sarcastically, turned around and left the office.
From beginning to end, his back was straight, and he did not show any intention of repenting.
——
Lin Chaoxi walked and walked on the deserted corridor, and before he knew it, he had climbed to the top floor of the teaching building.
She sat down on a random step, without thinking about anything, hugged her knees, and held back the tears in her eyes.
She pinched her face.
Tell yourself that you performed well just now and it was not her fault.
The only thing that is not cool enough is that I didn't admit it openly. If I meet this person again in the future, I must not be scared.
After comforting himself, Lin Chaoxi calmed down a lot.
The revised speech was still lying on the floor, and she took it and placed it on her knees.
Instead of thinking about unhappy things, it is better to do something serious.
So she silently read the revised speech from beginning to end again.
The wind blew across her cheeks, and there was a very faint scent of autumn osmanthus in the air. Her eyes fell on the last sentence.
There were no comments or revisions to that sentence, but Lin Chaoxi always felt that the teacher who helped her revise the manuscript seemed to have stared at it for a long time.
"Compared to the beauty of exploring the unknown, most of the misfortunes in the world are no longer important."
Lin Chaoxi sat on the steps of the empty corridor, opened his composition book, and silently repeated this sentence.
To force a spiritual victory...
——
Before the speech competition started, Pei Zhi went to the teacher's office.
The teachers were talking to a few female students and didn't notice he was there.
"Teacher Ma, don't be angry. I find that you have a bit of a mother-in-law mentality. It's normal for a girl to like Pei Zhiduo."
"You have no shame at all. What kind of things are you writing?"
"Teacher Ma, please don't be angry. In fact, many of our classmates like Pei Zhi, but Lin Chaoxi is a little bolder."
After Pei Zhi put his things down, he paused.
The teacher and the girls all looked over.
"Is Pei Zhi here?"
"Why didn't you knock before coming in?"
Pei Zhi bent down, and several teachers went back to their seats. Only the intern teacher was sitting in his seat, collecting something.
Pei Zhi changed his route and walked over, and found that she was folding a piece of paper and was about to put it into the envelope on the table.
Looking down, I saw the words "to: Pei Zhixue" on the pink envelope.
"My letter?" Pei Zhi asked.
"The teacher has already dealt with the not-so-good stuff."
"Can I see it?"
Gao Xuan was stunned, and Zhang Mingming beside him was also stunned, but the two words "Pei Zhi" were clearly printed on the envelope, what could they say?
The boy put his hand on the envelope, and with his slender fingers, he deftly opened the letter she had just folded.
Pei Zhi read it quickly. This "love letter" was full of exaggerated and artificial words and sentences, as if it was picked up from the Internet. It was completely different from the style of a speech.
After reading it, he paused at the signature, wondering why she had encountered such a thing.
Gao Xuan sat on a chair and Zhang Mingming stood beside her. They both began to observe Pei Zhi's expression at the same time.
There was neither disgust nor smile on the boy's face. He looked very calm and sober. He read the love letter as seriously as he read the textbook. His temperament and cultivation were extremely good.
Gao Xuan and Zhang Mingming's interest in watching the show gradually faded.
When the boy saw the last line, he calmly stuffed the love letter into the envelope and put it in his school uniform pocket in full view of everyone.
"Student Pei Zhi, what are you doing?" Zhang Mingming couldn't help but interrupt and ask.
"I received the letter you wrote to me."
A simple and neat answer.
Looking at the boy's slender and peaceful eyes, Zhang Mingming felt as if he had been slapped in the face at that moment.
——
When I returned to the lecture hall from the office, the venue for the speech competition had already been set up.
Pei Zhi sat on the student judges' seat for the entire afternoon.
The contestants took the stage one after another, but the applause in the venue gradually dimmed due to the almost clichéd stories.
Until Lin Chaoxi came on stage.
The girl bowed first, then took the microphone on the stage and said, "My topic today is the same as everyone else's, which is my father. But my father is a little different because he is a single father."
The girl smiled and did not hide her family situation at all.
She looked like she had been scolded by her teacher. Her eyes were a little swollen, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise up due to excitement, making her look very energetic.
Pei Zhi sat on the chair, looking up slightly.
Listen to her tell stories about her childhood in simple sentences; things that he had already read once, but became more interesting when he heard her tell them in person.
A sweet sound came out from the speakers, with a slight buzzing sound.
The 15-year-old Lin Chaoxi didn't know.
The boy whom she would like for a long time in the future sat in the audience and looked at her quietly for a long time.
And the "love letter" that made her cry out of grievance was also safely placed in his pocket.
All her feelings from her girlhood had already been conveyed in a special way.
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