Chapter Twenty
My scalp tingled, but it was completely different from the awkward feeling I had just experienced.
You Congxi attributed this feeling to the disorientation he experienced upon hearing imperative sentences.
Perhaps it was the cool, damp air outside the window that dispelled the gloom in her heart, but You Congxi's chest tightness eased considerably. She got up, closed the window, and turned the air conditioner back on.
The phone screen on the table was still lit up with a chat interface with someone. You Congxi reached out and put it down again, typed a few words and then deleted them. After hesitating for a long time, he only replied to the first two messages.
[I am a fish: We've arrived.]
【I am a fish: No need.】
After sending the message, she turned off the screen in a second, turned her back and threw the phone behind her, the phone drawing a perfect parabola in the air.
The expected thud of a heavy object hitting the bed didn't happen. Puzzled, she turned her head and was stunned when she saw the scene behind her.
The phone didn't land on the bed as expected; instead, it got stuck in the eyes of the little bear with beady eyes, like an eye mask.
If you look closely, there is a suspicious dent on the bear's head.
You Congxi: "..."
She stood up and took a few steps toward the bedside, just about to take the brick-like phone down—
With a "buzz," the phone suddenly flipped over and slammed onto the round instep of the bear, then bounced up like an Angry Bird, and landed peacefully on the bed sheet.
You Congxi: "..."
She carefully smoothed out the cotton on the bear's body, and for some reason felt that there was a hint of accusation in its two beady eyes.
She pursed her lips.
"Sorry, I won't throw it on your head next time."
The little bear with beady green eyes smiled without saying a word.
The phone, which was lying motionless on the bed, vibrated again, and the screen lit up immediately. You Congxi subconsciously looked down at it.
She turned back and told [name of bear].
"It wasn't me who hit your foot, it was your mother."
The next second, Mama Bear sent another message.
You Congxi picked up his phone.
[Dai: I've finished showering.]
【Daiy: [Image]】
[DaiY: This is the outline and structure of this essay. Take a look at it first, and ask me if you don't understand anything.]
You Congxi slowly clicked on the picture and saw the clear content and neat annotations, which showed that he had prepared it carefully for quite some time.
She paused, remembering that she had just called someone a liar, and felt a little embarrassed.
Seeing something out of the corner of his eye, You Congxi had an idea.
I am a fish: [Image]
[I am a fish: Your son is doing very well with me. He hasn't cried or fussed since he was born from the claw machine. I just gave him a massage, so don't worry.]
The "typing is happening" message at the top of the chat box remained displayed for about ten seconds.
You Congxi thought he didn't understand her joke, sighed inwardly, and was about to retract it.
[Dai: Thank you.]
[Dai: You've raised him very well. Parents always worry about their children.]
[Dai: My son looks a bit like you.]
You Congxi: "..."
[Dai: Especially the eyes.]
You Congxi: "
I have one more thing to say to you.
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As expected, Zheng Yu was the student representative who spoke at Monday's flag-raising ceremony.
You Congxi developed a condition where he felt awkward whenever he saw Zheng Yu.
This was their first flag-raising ceremony since the start of their second year of high school. Tang Miaosong rearranged the ranks, with two rows of boys and two rows of girls.
You Congxi was considered tall among the girls in the class, and Chen Yue was also considered tall among the boys.
then--
"Little Fish, stop talking to him! You won't even talk to me when I try to talk to you!"
Qu Qi grabbed her arm to prevent her from turning her head.
"You Xiaoyu, you promised me you would take good care of my son."
Shen Yue tugged at her sleeve, trying to get her to look over.
You Congxi: "..."
You two can just split me in two.
besides.
She gave Qu Qi a reassuring look, then frowned and asked Shen Yue, "What do you mean by taking good care of your son?"
What is all this nonsense?
Shen Yue glanced provocatively at his rival Qu Qi, then instantly transformed into a resentful single father when You Congxi looked over: "My son appeared in my dream last night and said he wanted to play with his mom and dad."
You Congxi: "...Who is his father?"
Shen Yue replied matter-of-factly, "You."
Qu Qi's face twisted in disgust: "So, you, Chen Yue, are resorting to such underhanded tactics as calling me 'Daddy' just to get Xiao Yu's attention?!"
Shen Yue said impatiently, "None of your business."
"Who is whose father?" A curious voice came from behind.
Shen Yue: "Wandering in Congxi was my childhood..."
Shen Yue abruptly stopped speaking.
Tang Miaosong crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at them: "What is it? Continue."
Shen Yue's Adam's apple bobbed: "...You Congxi is my father."
Tang Miaosong: "You, your dad, and the one who's arguing with you about your dad, go stand at the back."
"......"
Under the watchful eyes of countless onlookers, the three of them sheepishly stood at the very end of the line.
After Tang Miaosong finished his rounds of class inspections, he stood in front of the three students and scanned them one by one.
Just as he was about to speak, the smiling voice of the homeroom teacher from Class 6 came from the side.
"Teacher Tang, what's going on? Why did you single out two of the top students in the class?"
Tang Miaosong sneered: "I wanted to ask that too. Just a few minutes and you're disregarding discipline? This is like playing house."
"Oh dear, these kids these days are getting harder and harder to manage," sighed the homeroom teacher of Class 6. "You should be glad you're not in a relationship."
Shen Yue: "".
He does want to be in love.
Qu Qi was still reeling from the crisis of Shen Yue trying to steal her best friend. While Tang Miaosong and the homeroom teacher of Class 6 were having a lively conversation, Qu Qi glared at Shen Yue across You Congxi.
Shen Yue: "? What are you looking at?"
Qu Qi: "What are you looking at?"
You Congxi: "?" Is she in high school?
"Come here," Tang Miaosong strolled over, "look at me, come here."
The two fighting roosters lowered their heads.
One of them slapped him on the back. Tang Miaosong shook his hand and warned, "If you speak again, the three of you will have to go up to the stage to talk."
You Congxi glanced at the stage and saw Zheng Yu finish reading her script and leave the stage, so he clapped along.
Feeling the intense gaze of someone next to her, she ignored it and pretended not to notice, continuing to clap.
Only after the applause subsided did the gazes on those around them finally turn away.
Lu Botao's voice rang out, the same old thing, which You Congxi was already sick of hearing. She'd done too many practice problems last night and almost couldn't get out of bed this morning. Listening to Lu Botao's impassioned speech, she felt her eyelids growing heavier and heavier, and she felt like she was slowly floating upwards...
"teacher."
A thrilling experience while swimming in Congxi.
She instinctively looked at the boy next to her in the direction of the sound, her mind still blank.
Tang Miaosong's gaze drifted over.
"When will it be my turn to speak?"
Tang Miaosong: "?"
She seemed not to understand Shen Yue's meaning: "What are you talking about? A self-criticism? What have you done wrong this time??"
Shen Yue: "......"
Shen Yue: "Speech by an outstanding student."
The sight of the stream startled most of my sleepiness away.
Tang Miaosong gave him a look that said, "Are you kidding me?": "Do you know you still have two disciplinary records on your record?"
Shen Yue paused for a moment, then argued, "My photo on the honor roll has been gathering dust, and yet I'm never included in the weekly outstanding student speeches. Do you think that's reasonable?"
Tang Miaosong wanted to say something more, but when she caught a glimpse of the huge skull inside Shen Yue's open school uniform jacket, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
She glanced at the troublemaker in front of her, a man feared by countless teachers, and suddenly smiled kindly: "It's not impossible."
Shen Yue was prepared to be ridiculed by Tang Dashu. Hearing this, he paused, then asked, "Huh?"
Noticing Tang Miaosong's gaze, Shen Yue looked down and met the light-reflecting, diamond-encrusted skull in his eyes.
Shen Yue: "......"
The next second, Shen Yue zipped the zipper all the way up with lightning speed.
Tang Miaosong: "Of course I can be an outstanding student representative."
Every cell in Shen Yue's body went on alert, waiting for Tang Miaosong's turn of events.
really--
“However,” Tang Miaosong smiled, “you are not allowed to break any rules within a month, and I must not hear of any teacher coming to me to complain.”
She paused, studying Shen Yue's expression, then continued, "Of course, if you feel you can't..."
“Yes,” Shen Yue interrupted Tang Miaosong. “I can do it.”
This surprised not only Tang Miaosong, but also You Congxi and Qu Qi who were standing nearby.
What triggered this guy's anger?
As You Congxi watched the commotion, before she could even take her eyes off Shen Yue, she heard her own name called.
"Teacher, I would like to ask You Congxi to supervise me. I have always regarded You as my role model. Lenin said that the power of role models is infinite."
Shen Yue's resounding words echoed among the group.
Tang Miaosong glanced at the dumbfounded You Congxi, then nodded slowly, "...Okay."
You Congxi: "..."
The homeroom teacher of Class 6, who was watching the commotion from the side, peeked out and laughed, "Perfect, it's only natural for a father to discipline his son."
You Congxi: "?"
Tang Miaosong went to chat with the homeroom teacher of Class 6 again. Qu Qi gave Shen Yue a thumbs up across You Congxi: "I'm impressed, you're ruthless."
Shen Yue smiled smugly, but a cold glare from the girl next to him made his smile vanish instantly.
You Congxi felt his sleeve being tugged.
She suppressed her anger and said, "Get out."
The boy's low voice whispered in her ear: "Are you angry?"
You Congxi ignored him.
Qu Qi gloated from the side: "Haha, serves you right, you acted first and informed me later."
He touched You Congxi's hand, then quickly withdrew it, a light touch like a dragonfly skimming the water: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made the decision without consulting you."
You Congxi felt as if an ant had bitten the back of her hand. She quickly shoved her hand into her pocket, gritted her teeth, and whispered, "Shut up, don't talk to me anymore."
Shen Yue said aggrievedly, "What about our son? When parents are having a cold war, the child suffers."
You Congxi: "..."
Just before she turned her back, a warm sensation swept past her ear, and a light, lingering scent of soap enveloped her.
You Congxi remained frozen in place.
The boy's deliberately soft voice trailed off with a hint of weakness.
Swimming in the Congxi River gave me goosebumps.
"But I also want you to applaud me."
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