Chapter 95
On the 16th day of the first lunar month, Wen Xiuwei officially entered the studio to film, and Chu Liqiang also brought Chu Shao and others to the middle school he had chosen long ago.
This school has elementary, middle and high schools. It is not only close to home, but also has a well-known brand. It was originally established in response to national policies. In the ten years since its establishment, the school's faculty has always been strong. In the past few years of severe crackdowns, other schools no longer teach knowledge and students just play in class. Only this school can still teach some things in the books. Although not much, it is better than nothing.
Now the environment is not so strict and the school atmosphere is a little better. Chu Liqiang decided to send his two children here to study. Seeing this, Grandpa Han and Grandma Han also sent Han Shengyi here.
Since Chu Liqiang was there, Grandma Han and the others didn't come with them.
When they arrived at the school, the group went into the Academic Affairs Office first. There had been more transfer students recently. When the director of the Academic Affairs Office heard that they were there to handle transfer procedures, he asked about the children's situation and then pulled out two papers from the desk.
"If you don't have a junior high school diploma, then just take the test. If you pass every subject, I'll take you to complete the paperwork."
The director took out the high school test papers and wanted to give them to the three children, but Chu Liqiang stopped him, saying that Chu Jiujiu was still young, she was only fourteen years old, and it would be better for her to go to junior high school.
The director was stunned. Chu Jiujiu was a little taller than the average girl, so he subconsciously thought she was fifteen or sixteen years old. He collected the extra papers and pointed to the old wooden desk next to them, asking Chu Shao and Han Shengyi to write the papers face to face.
There were four papers in total: politics, Chinese, mathematics, and English. The head teacher didn't say how long it would take them to finish them. The two of them took the papers, took a look at them, and then started writing quickly.
Probably the first time he saw students answering questions so quickly, the dean of studies was attracted by it. He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and watched the two of them silently.
Well, the handwriting is good, it's a good seedling.
You can calculate very quickly. It looks like there's no problem passing the exam.
Chu Jiujiu stood with Chu Liqiang. Today, Chu Liqiang was not wearing a military uniform. He was wearing a very common outfit nowadays: black pants on the lower body and a Dacron shirt on the upper body. Dressed like this, he was no different from ordinary people, except that he looked more energetic.
Chu Jiujiu stood behind him. She watched Chu Shao and Han Shengyi answer the questions for a while, feeling a little conflicted. She bit her lower lip, and after a few seconds, she reached out and tugged at Chu Liqiang's sleeve.
Chu Liqiang turned around, afraid of disturbing the two people who were doing the test papers over there, so he didn't say anything, but only asked Chu Jiujiu with his eyes.
What's wrong?
Chu Jiujiu opened her mouth softly: "...Can I go to high school too?"
Chu Liqiang was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the people over there, and seeing that no one heard what they said, he led Chu Jiujiu out of the director's office.
After closing the door, he asked Chu Jiujiu: "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"
Chu Jiujiu twisted her fingers and answered hesitantly, "It's too lonely for me to go to junior high school alone. In two years, Chu Shao and the others will graduate, and I'll have to stay in school. My grades are not bad. I saw the test papers when the principal handed them out just now, and I can do all the questions on them. Dad, can you sign me up for high school too?"
Chu Liqiang didn't answer for a moment, he was thinking.
With Chu Jiujiu's current level of knowledge, it would be no problem for her to go to college. However, Chu Liqiang didn't want her to skip so many grades, because in addition to learning knowledge, students also have to learn interpersonal communication in school. There have always been very few people of Chu Jiujiu's age around her, and he sent the children to school with the intention of letting them make more friends.
If everyone around her was older than Chu Jiujiu, she might be excluded.
Chu Liqiang glanced at Chu Jiujiu thoughtfully, and found that he was looking at him. Chu Liqiang quickly raised his head and accidentally bumped into Chu Jiujiu's eyes. Seeing her eyes full of expectation, Chu Liqiang's breathing stagnated.
You naughty girl, you’re at it again.
How could an old father refuse his lovely daughter's request? Chu Liqiang was silent for a moment and asked her, "Which grade do you want to go to?"
Chu Jiujiu answered without hesitation: "Second year of high school!"
Chu Shao and Han Shengyi are in their second year of high school. Chu Shao is old enough to go to the third year, but this is already the second half of the semester. If Chu Shao is sent to the third year of high school, he will graduate in less than half a year. This is not going to school, it is clearly a lonely time.
The two boys were both in their second year of high school. There was no need to avoid suspicion at this point. The director would definitely put them in the same class. Chu Jiujiu naturally wanted to follow them. However, looking at the smile on Chu Jiujiu's face, Chu Liqiang chuckled, "No, you go to the first year of high school."
Chu Jiujiu still wanted to fight for herself, "But..."
Chu Liqiang: "No, either you skip two grades or go to junior high school."
After a slap on the wrist, Chu Liqiang comforted Chu Jiujiu and offered her a sweet treat. "If you go to the second year of high school, you'll only be fifteen when you graduate. What will you do then? Fifteen is too young. No normal job wants you. After high school graduation, there's no school to go to. You can't just stay at home doing nothing. So, why not start from the first year of high school and stay in school for two more years? There's no harm in that."
Seeing that Chu Jiujiu was still reluctant, Chu Liqiang said, "After you finish registering, I'll take you to Panjiayuan to play and buy you some things."
Chu Jiujiu's ears twitched. She knew Panjiayuan. A few years ago, it was the largest antique distribution center. Later, it was banned and only the black market was active. Starting from the end of last year, the black market became bolder. Chu Jiujiu always wanted to go there, but never had the chance.
She raised her head quickly and asked happily, "Buy me an antique?"
Chu Liqiang smiled: "I'll buy you a fake one."
Chu Jiujiu: “…”
Back in the director's office, Chu Jiujiu stood obediently at the back, while Chu Liqiang politely asked the director for another set of exam papers. The director was surprised when he heard that Chu Jiujiu also wanted to go to high school. He didn't take out the exam papers and directly rejected him: "No, our school does not allow skipping grades."
Chu Liqiang: "This doesn't count as skipping a grade. Like her two brothers, she hasn't been to school for a long time and has been studying at home. Please be accommodating. She has good grades and won't fall behind the group."
The director of the teaching department sat in a chair like an old man. He was very patient with students who had good grades, but his attitude towards parents was particularly casual. He raised his eyelids and looked Chu Jiujiu over again. He moved his chin and reluctantly opened the drawer. "Okay, then I'll give you a chance. However, unlike those two, you must score above 90 in every subject. Otherwise, you'd better go back to junior high school."
Chu Jiujiu took the test paper and asked, "Director, what's the full score?"
Director: "One hundred."
When Chu Jiujiu heard this, she immediately thanked the director happily: "Thank you! I'll go do the test now!"
director:"……"
He said one hundred, not one hundred and twenty. What's wrong with this kid? It seems like she is sure to get into high school.
The director was confused, Chu Jiujiu ran away, and only Chu Liqiang was left standing there. He smiled at the director, looked around, found an empty chair, and after sitting down, he closed his eyes and rested calmly, without any of the nervousness of other parents.
The director looked at him silently and thought he had a very big heart.
…
An hour later, Han Shengyi finished writing. There was no composition topic in Chinese, and the longest one was a political discussion. However, he could start writing as soon as he picked up a pen, so it didn't take him much time.
Han Shengyi handed the test paper to the director, who didn't even look up: "Give it to me after you finish all four subjects."
Han Shengyi: "All four subjects are completed, please review them."
The director took the test paper and looked at the answers written on it, almost popping his eyes out. He first looked at the Chinese and math questions, and the more he looked, the wider his eyes widened. Just as he was about to look at the politics questions, Chu Jiujiu ran over and said, "Director, I've finished everything!"
Director: "How come you're so fast?!"
Chu Jiujiu blinked innocently, "The question is simple."
The director who set the questions: "..."
Is this easy?! There were too many transfer students this year, so in order to eliminate some and keep only the best, he adjusted the difficulty of the test to that of a senior year student!
If you can pass this set of papers, you will definitely be an excellent student after admission!
The director opened his mouth slightly, and after a while, he realized his mistake. He quickly took Chu Jiujiu's paper over. He taught mathematics, so he looked at the mathematics paper first. What he saw was amazing.
It's like a copy of Han Shengyi's, except for two differences which resulted in a few points being deducted, everything else is correct.
Chu Liqiang was still sitting aside, looking at the director's naive look, he wanted to laugh a little, but then he thought that pride was not desirable, so he lowered the corners of his mouth again.
All three papers were given by the director. The English paper was given by a special English teacher. The director could not understand English, but he could understand the shapes. It was similar to the math paper. Han Shengyi and Chu Jiujiu's answers were like copy and paste. What was even more outrageous was that they had some different answers on the math paper, but the English paper was exactly the same.
Normally, if the director encountered this situation, he would definitely think that they plagiarized each other. However, today, the director swallowed his saliva.
Could it be that they both got all the answers right?
The two people here finished so quickly that the director finished grading them in no time, without even having to check whether they passed or failed. Han Shengyi got full marks in math, 99 in Chinese, 98 in politics, and it's hard to say about English, it's very likely that he got full marks as well.
Chu Jiujiu scored 96 in math, full marks in Chinese, 95 in politics, and we'll just take the full marks in English.
Holding their two papers, the director had a complicated look on his face. In fact, he wanted to use this set of papers to block Chu Jiujiu, but now, he failed to block the child and instead blocked himself.
These papers were difficult, but only in terms of knowledge, not comprehension. With the exception of politics, all the other papers had standard answers, so getting full marks was easy. After rereading them twice to confirm that I wasn't seeing things, the director's attitude towards them suddenly changed.
"Don't stand, sit down. Are you thirsty? Let me pour you a glass of water."
Everything was going on just now, but now it felt like spring breeze. Chu Jiujiu was very happy knowing that she could enter high school. She sat down next to Han Shengyi and waited with everyone else for Chu Shaoye to finish the paper.
Only an hour and a half had passed, so it was normal that Chu Shao hadn't finished. However, with Han Shengyi and Chu Jiujiu serving as examples, the dean's standards were immediately raised significantly.
Coming to Chu Shao, he asked in confusion, "Why haven't you finished yet? I've already graded both of their papers!"
Chu Shao: “…”
Involution is wrong.
Chu Shao had finished everything else long ago, but he was stuck on the political essay question. Being urged by the director, he became even more annoyed. He scribbled a few times and finished the last question. Chu Shao put down his pen, and the director saw this and picked up the paper directly.
As he watched, the director shook his head.
I got full marks in math, but neither Chinese nor politics were good. Chinese barely got over 90, and politics was only over 80!
At this time, the director had completely forgotten that this was a test paper and as long as he passed it, he would have done it very well.
After confirming that the children's grades were all right, the director helped them enter their information, filling in their names, ages, home addresses, and their parents' names and positions. Chu Liqiang reported Han Shengyi's first. When he mentioned his parents, Chu Liqiang paused. Han Shengyi, who was standing next to him, saw this and answered for him, "I don't have any parents. I live with my grandparents now."
The director paused for a moment, then looked up and said to Han Shengyi, "Then fill in your grandparents' names. What's your grandfather's name?"
Han Shengyi: "Han Tinghui, Ting of courtyard, Hui of glory."
As the director wrote, he asked, "Are you retired?"
Han Shengyi: "No, he is now the Minister of XX Department."
The director held the pen in his hand for two seconds before slowly raising his head. "Which company's director of department XX?"
Upon hearing this question, Chu Jiujiu and Chu Shao looked at each other. They both thought the director's question was very strange. Which company would dare to set up such a department and not be afraid of being invited to the Ministry of National Defense for tea?
Han Shengyi didn't seem to expect the director to ask this. He was silent for a moment and replied, "It's either from the company or... from China."
The director looked at him calmly, but the hand holding the pen shook twice.
There are many children of officials in the school. The director thought he had seen the world, but he didn't expect that there are always higher mountains than other mountains.
Then Grandma Han's name was filled in, and it was Chu Shao and Chu Jiujiu's turn. The director took out two forms, filled in one side, and copied it again on the other side.
The Han family could fill in two parents, but the Chu family could only fill in one. They filled in the unit number and wrote down the three words "division political commissar". The dean of studies did not feel any fluctuation in his heart.
Haha, just a small scene.
…
When Chu Liqiang and the others came, the director had been sitting in his chair and had not gotten up. When they left, no matter how brave the director was, he did not dare to continue sitting there like a lord. After sending the four people away, the director wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, thought for a moment, and then rushed to the principal's office.
Principal, this is amazing! Minister Han’s grandson is coming to our school!
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The school started on the 16th day of the first lunar month, but since they were all transfer students, they were scheduled to report on the 18th day. There were no school uniforms, so everyone wore their own clothes. Chu Jiujiu, like Chu Liqiang, found herself a Dacron shirt and a cashmere sweater underneath.
Standing in the bathroom, Chu Jiujiu was tying her bow tie in front of the mirror, while Wen Xiuwei was combing her hair behind her.
Her hair was combed up high without any decoration. It was just an ordinary high ponytail, but for some reason, when it was tied by Wen Xiuwei, Chu Jiujiu's hair looked soft and smooth, unlike when she tied it herself, which stuck to the scalp and looked painful.
After tying it, Wen Xiuwei fiddled with her forehead and walked around to the front to check it was not crooked. Then, she asked Chu Jiujiu: "Why do you want to wear a bow tie?"
Chu Jiujiu answered as a matter of course, "Because I have to go to school."
When she was a child, everyone in the elementary school had to wear a bow tie. Chu Jiujiu didn't know many ways to tie a bow tie, and she only knew how to tie a bow. She pulled the bow tie tightly. Wen Xiuwei looked at it for a while, and couldn't bear to watch it. She reached out and loosened it a little for her, and then gently fixed it up.
"It's nice to dress like this, but..."
After making the bow look more natural, Wen Xiuwei put down her hand. Chu Jiujiu waited for a long time, but didn't hear anything else from her. She couldn't help but ask, "But what?"
Looking at Chu Jiujiu, the refreshing and bright schoolgirl outfit, Wen Xiuwei chuckled, "Nothing, let's go out for dinner. It's your first day at school, don't be late."
Chu Jiujiu said "oh" and walked out first. Wen Xiuwei followed behind her. Looking at her back, Wen Xiuwei thought in her heart.
However, it is a bit attractive.
High school is the place where love is most likely to arise.
Wen Xiuwei missed her high school days. She had also skipped a grade, but unlike Chu Jiujiu's initiative, her parents had arranged it. Their original plan was for her to finish high school in China and then send her abroad for further studies. Having her plans disrupted aside, going to school among older people had its pros and cons.
The advantage is that most people will subconsciously give in to her and take care of her. The disadvantage is that others have grown up, but she hasn't yet, so she doesn't understand many things.
Wen Xiuwei flashed through her high school life in her mind like a kaleidoscope. Not knowing what she remembered, she smiled, hung up the slightly damp towel, and walked out.
On the first day of school, Chu Jiujiu dressed up specially, but the other two were not so conscious. Han Shengyi casually wore the clothes he usually wore this winter, and Chu Shao was even more excessive. He dug out a set of clothes from two years ago in the closet, which still had the old smell of cotton. He didn't care. After putting them on, he put on a black coat and put his hands in the coat pockets. Chu Shao stood at the door like an old man who was taking a stroll in the alley, silently waiting for Chu Jiujiu and Han Shengyi to come.
The school is close, so there is no need to ride a bicycle. Besides, it is so cold in winter that no one wants to ride a bicycle. Chu Liqiang went out again early in the morning, and no one knew where he was going. Wen Xiuwei packed her things, and when she came out, Han Shengyi just arrived here.
She asked the three of them, "Did you bring everything? Notebooks, pens, report cards, lunch boxes and chopsticks."
Chu Jiujiu patted her messenger bag and said, "I've packed everything."
Wen Xiuwei also carried a cross-body bag, exactly the same as Chu Jiujiu's, both crocheted by Grandma Han with wool, but Chu Jiujiu's was bigger and could hold more.
She stared at the ground and was silent for two seconds. Every time she wanted to think about something, she would have this expression. After filtering her memories, Wen Xiuwei raised her eyes and looked at Chu Shao, "Did you bring money? If the school food is not tasty, you can go out and buy food today."
Chu Shao: "I brought it. If it's really unpalatable, we'll just go home. It's just a few steps away."
Wen Xiuwei was fine. She turned the small bag in front of her and was about to leave when she heard Chu Shao ask her, "What time will you be back tonight?"
Wen Xiuwei: "How can I be sure? If everything goes well, I might be back by six in the afternoon."
It was dark at six o'clock. Wen Xiuwei took the bus to and from work. It was too cold now. The Chu family and the Han family each bought a bicycle, but they were just left at home gathering dust and no one used them.
Chu Shao wanted to say something else. He wanted to try to show concern for Wen Xiuwei, but he was really not good at this. While he was still thinking about his lines, Wen Xiuwei saw that he had finished speaking and turned and left.
Seeing this, Chu Shao had no choice but to turn around. Just when he was about to say to Chu Jiujiu and Han Shengyi, "Let's go too," he saw Chu Jiujiu's contempt and Han Shengyi's watching the show.
Chu Shao: “…”
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Arriving at school, they first went to the teachers' offices, then were led to their classrooms by their respective homeroom teachers. The sophomores were on the second floor, and the freshmen were on the first. Chu Jiujiu separated from them, arriving in a strange place without a single familiar face. She immediately behaved and followed her homeroom teacher into the classroom. She looked at everyone in the room, and everyone was looking back at her.
No matter boys or girls, they were all staring at her blankly.
Children aged fifteen or sixteen are already vaguely aware of the importance of gender, but they still don't know what the opposite sex means to them.
Chu Jiujiu was pretty and well-dressed. She wore a special coat. It wasn't made of cotton, so she didn't look bulky. Unbeknownst to most, this type of fabric was wool. It was the latest coat Chu Liqiang had bought for her from the top floor of a department store. It was pure white, but because it didn't easily get dirty, it sat unsold for a long time. That's why Chu Liqiang didn't ask for a remittance voucher for the coat, so he took it home.
The pure white slim windbreaker, paired with a three-dimensional and playful bow tie, instantly elevates Chu Jiujiu's temperament to a higher level. Without even asking, everyone knows that her family must be very powerful, otherwise, how could they raise a girl like her.
The homeroom teacher mentioned Chu Jiujiu's name and was about to point out her seat. There were only thirty people in a class, and some classes had fewer than thirty. While that might sound like a small number, it was actually quite a lot in this day and age. After all, many students only had junior high school or elementary school education, so getting into high school was a real accomplishment.
There were many empty seats, but most of the seats next to them were occupied. The head teacher frowned and hesitated for a moment before pointing her to a seat against the wall. "You can sit next to classmate Qi Baozhu, over there."
Everyone was staring at Chu Jiujiu. The head teacher didn't want to cause trouble for herself. She had heard that Chu Jiujiu's father was the political commissar of the division, and she had a very good relationship with Minister Han's grandson. If someone in the class bothered her and she lost her princess temper again, she would be the one to suffer.
It’s better to sit next to Qi Baozhu. She just saw that among so many people, only Qi Baozhu kept her head down and did not react at all to Chu Jiujiu’s appearance.
It didn’t matter where she sat, Chu Jiujiu thanked the teacher and walked away.
Honeycomb coal was also lit in the classroom, and the temperature was quite high. Even if you sat far away, you wouldn't feel cold. Chu Jiujiu took off her coat, folded it, and exposed the inner side to the air. Then, she stuffed the coat into the desk.
At that time, the desks were connected together without legs in the middle, so the relationship between classmates was closer. Chu Jiujiu put her things away and turned around to say hello to her deskmate, but the other person was still keeping his head down.
This was a very obvious signal of rejection. Chu Jiujiu blinked and looked away. She put out her new textbook and never looked at the female classmate next to her again.
Qi Baozhu waited for a while and found that Chu Jiujiu really didn't talk to her. She breathed a sigh of relief, pursed her lips, put her hands on the desk, and after a few seconds, she quietly raised her eyes and observed Chu Jiujiu beside her.
In just a moment, she quickly withdrew her gaze. She had no other intention in doing so, she just wanted to see what Chu Jiujiu looked like.
Chu Jiujiu didn't have any communication with Qi Baozhu the whole morning. When it was time for lunch, she took out a newly bought lunch box from her bag. This was also from the department store, the latest model, a steel lunch box, which was stronger and more beautiful than aluminum. When the new lunch box was taken out, it was shiny and sparkled, making the classmates around her envious. Who doesn't want to use good things?
Chu Jiujiu walked out with the lunch box and came to the stairs. She waited for a while, and then Chu Shao and Han Shengyi came down from upstairs.
They all went to the cafeteria together. Chu Jiujiu quickly followed beside them. During this time, she kept looking around, but she didn't say anything. Only after entering the cafeteria and lining up did Chu Jiujiu quietly ask them, "Why are so many people looking at us?"
Chu Shao also noticed it. He didn't like the gazes of these people, so he raised his head and looked back with an unfriendly expression.
Frightened by him, the girl next to him immediately lowered her head and pretended that she didn't see anything.
Han Shengyi: "Don't worry about them. How was your morning?"
Chu Jiujiu: "It's pretty good, but we ate too late. I almost starved to death during the last class."
Chu Jiujiu did nothing at home except listening to the radio and reading books every day. She didn't consume any physical energy, so she naturally got hungry slowly. What's more, when they were at home, they always ate early, at 11 o'clock. Now it was almost 12 o'clock, and her stomach had been accustomed to eating at 11 o'clock, so of course it would protest.
Han Shengyi: "When you go back home tonight, go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy a box of snacks. If you're still hungry tomorrow, you can eat something to fill your stomach."
Chu Jiujiu rubbed her stomach and nodded weakly.
The school food is neither good nor bad; it's not delicious, but it's not terrible either; it's just average home-style cooking. All the students, from elementary, middle, and high schools to faculty and staff, eat there, and at mealtimes, the cafeteria is packed, like any state-owned restaurant. Many students live there, and they say the evenings are just as packed.
After dinner, Chu Jiujiu took a walk around the campus with Han Shengyi and Chu Shao, and then returned to her class. Not many people came to talk to Chu Jiujiu in the morning because everyone was shy at that time. After lunch break, a few bold girls came to talk to Chu Jiujiu and found that she had a good temper and did not have the airs of a high-class flower at all. Suddenly, more people surrounded her.
When Qi Baozhu came back after washing her lunch box, she felt suffocated when she saw this situation. She didn't dare to go in again. She stood in a corner near the classroom, waiting for the group of people to leave, and then she would return to her seat.
Before class, Chu Jiujiu wanted to go to the bathroom. When she came out, she ran into Qi Baozhu. Seeing her like this, Chu Jiujiu was stunned. The lunch box in Qi Baozhu's hand was still dripping, but she held the lunch box tightly in her arms. Without saying anything to Chu Jiujiu, she ran back to the classroom quickly, and her heart was still pounding until she sat down.
Slowly, her heart calmed down, but her mood could not calm down. She showed a little sad expression. Qi Baozhu didn't want to go to school again. On the first day of the new semester, she wanted to go home.
Thinking of her father's sigh and her mother's tears, Qi Baozhu held the lunch box and bent slightly. She might feel that this posture made her feel safer. After a while, she slowly straightened up and stuffed the lunch box into her schoolbag.
Two minutes before class, Chu Jiujiu came back from the toilet and sat in her seat. She turned her head to look at Qi Baozhu, but found that she was even more nervous than in the morning. At that time she just lowered her head, but now she turned her body sideways.
She didn't dare look at Chu Jiujiu, but most people would mistakenly think that she didn't like Chu Jiujiu.
Chu Jiujiu was also a little nervous. This was the first time she encountered such a situation. She wanted to talk to Qi Baozhu and eliminate her prejudice, but subconsciously, she felt that she couldn't do that. If she really did that, Qi Baozhu might never pay attention to her again.
Although, I don’t care about it now.
…
The teacher came and the class began. Qi Baozhu's body gradually relaxed. She leaned one arm on the table and looked at the words on the book quietly. At this time, a very slow friction sound came from the side.
Qi Baozhu turned her head slightly and saw Chu Jiujiu sitting farthest from her, then slowly pushed a torn piece of paper over from the table.
Qi Baozhu started to get nervous again, but because Chu Jiujiu didn't say anything, she was not scared away. She pursed her lips, and after Chu Jiujiu withdrew her hand, she raised her hand slightly and turned the note over.
- I'm sorry, I will go out and talk to others next time and won't bother you again.
After writing this line, there is another line next.
—If you’re not mad at me anymore, just throw the note away, okay?
She didn't ask Qi Baozhu to write a reply, nor did she ask Qi Baozhu to say a word to her. For the first time in her life, Qi Baozhu met someone who would not force her. Even her parents couldn't do that. They forced her to go to school and make friends. Although she knew they meant well, there was nothing she could do. Their kindness would make her feel painful.
Qi Baozhu was silent for a long time. Then, she pinched a corner of the paper and slowly, it turned into a ball of paper in her palm. Holding the ball of paper, Qi Baozhu glanced at the teacher on it. Seeing that the teacher was not paying attention, she put the ball of paper into the desk.
After doing all this, Qi Baozhu, like she did in the morning, secretly glanced at Chu Jiujiu beside her, but she didn't expect that Chu Jiujiu was also looking at her with a very happy smile on her face.
Qi Baozhu was stunned for a moment, and quickly lowered her head again, but she did not turn her body to the side again.
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The first day of school was uneventful, just a peaceful day. I guess the next two years will be the same.
It was true. School was just school, not some palace plot. How could there be so many conflicts? Others ignored Chu Jiujiu, and Chu Jiujiu ignored them. She didn't make plans for anything, nor did she take the initiative to approach anyone. During class, she attended the class obediently. During breaks, she sat quietly in her seat. When she finally had some free time, she went to look for Han Shengyi and Chu Shao again.
She is low-key, quiet, and good at studying. She is simply the teacher's favorite type of student.
She took her homework home, which was simple and she finished it in half an hour. After finishing it, she stayed in the living room of the Han family and read the newspaper. She had breakfast at home and lunch at school. Now, only dinner did the two families sit together to eat.
At seven in the evening, the studio finally closed. That day, Wen Xiuwei spent all her time watching others filming and privately rehearsing scenes with others. She had no role to play, but as one of the most important characters, she still had to come here every day, and she couldn't leave until the main actors finished their performance.
The evening breeze in February was very chilly. At seven o'clock, it was completely dark. The street lights on the roadside were not bright enough. Wen Xiuwei didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the darkness next to the street lights was even darker, as if something was hidden inside.
After work, someone offered to take Wen Xiuwei home. The man was a single man in his twenties. Wen Xiuwei refused without thinking. She was afraid of the dark, but she was even more afraid of men with ulterior motives.
Wen Xiuwei walked out of the studio quickly and recalled the route to the bus stop in her mind. She had never been out so late before, and the road was dark. It would be better to take a longer road. Safety is the most important thing.
Wen Xiuwei was walking while thinking. Although she usually appeared gentle and docile, she was walking very fast at this moment, almost catching up with a race walker. Just as she left the studio, a hand suddenly reached out from under a tree and grabbed her arm. Wen Xiuwei was startled and immediately looked over. Then, her alert face quickly softened.
"You scared me to death!"
Chu Shao stepped out from the shadows and retorted tactlessly, "Who told you to walk so fast? If I don't catch you, you'll run out of this street."
Wen Xiuwei moved her lips. She wanted to have a good argument with Chu Shao, but she wanted to know something else. "Why are you here?"
Chu Shao: "Seeing that you come back later and later, I came here to try my luck."
Wen Xiuwei laughed: "If I go back early today, won't your trip be in vain?"
Chu Shao: "It doesn't matter. I'm a man. No matter how late I go back, no one dares to take advantage of me."
Wen Xiuwei: "That's a waste of time. When did you come here?"
Chu Shao replied, "I came here after school."
Wen Xiuwei was surprised: "Don't you guys finish school at 5:30? After you came here, you have been standing here?!"
The cold wind was biting. Wen Xiuwei quickly looked at Chu Shao's face to see if his nose was red from the cold. Chu Shao saw her eyes and couldn't help but said with disdain: "Am I that stupid?"
After saying that, he quickly pulled out a brown paper bag from his coat, which was still steaming.
He handed it to Wen Xiuwei: "I bought two mutton flatbreads from Yanbinlou. Eat them while they're hot."
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