Chapter 37 What a pure and unpretentious name (read in a monotone)
On Saturday, the school was closed for the holiday, and the huge campus seemed particularly empty.
It wasn't until we reached the Mingde Building that we could faintly hear the clamor of voices.
Jiang Yingxu, carrying a bag, pushed open the door to the physics competition classroom.
Lai Cheng lay sprawled on the table, looking utterly hopeless, his raised hand trembling as it swayed in the air.
"After you take the picture, remember to Photoshop a ghost floating out from my mouth; that's my dying breath."
Mao Yuhu held up his phone and snapped a photo.
She opened the photo she had just taken, then looked up at Jiang Yingxu who had walked in.
The boy was unusually not wearing his school uniform today. He was dressed in simple black long-sleeved shirt and trousers, with a clear and sharp profile, long eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and pale red lips. His whole appearance was as cold and white as ice and snow.
He's cold, but handsome.
Let's take another look at Lai Cheng in the photo.
A man with high emotional intelligence and a great sense of humor.
Low emotional intelligence, ugly.
Mao Yuhu tossed the phone back into Lai Cheng's arms, saying, "You can't take a picture. Jiang Yingxu is behind you; the contrast is too stark."
Lai Cheng hurriedly caught the phone and turned around.
Jiang Yingxu put down his schoolbag, raised his eyes indifferently, and asked, "?"
Lai Cheng: "...Fine, I'll leave!"
Who wants to compete with a numerical monster in modeling? Waaaaaah!
The clock on the wall struck 7:20 when Shao Hanfei hurried in, carrying several plastic bags.
"I overslept and almost missed it."
"These are the steamed buns my mom made yesterday. They're so delicious. Have you had breakfast yet? If you have, have another one."
As Shao Hanfei spoke, he tossed the individually packaged buns onto the table where Lai Cheng and Mao Yuhu were sitting.
The two were not at all polite, "Thanks!"
Shao Hanfei walked past Jiang Yingxu, hesitated for a few seconds, then turned around and said, "Jiang Yingxu, my mom made steamed buns with tofu and vermicelli filling. Do you want some?"
He asked the question without much expectation that he would be granted a reply.
His toes were already pointing towards the back row.
He was just waiting for Jiang Yingxu to say "no need" before he strode over.
After all, it has always been like this.
Even though the recent rumors at school are all about Jiang Yingxu and his cat, and some people say that Jiang Yingxu isn't actually that withdrawn or aloof.
Shao Hanfei didn't believe it at all, and even had a sense of superiority that they didn't know anything.
He knew Jiang Yingxu's personality well after being Jiang Yingxu's classmate in the competition class for two years.
Those people only saw the surface and had no idea how deep and huge the iceberg was beneath Jiang Yingxu's cold and indifferent exterior!
But Shao Hanfei didn't know why, after hesitating again and again before leaving home today, he still took an extra plastic bag containing the portioned buns.
Under his gaze, the boy tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes deep and his thin lips moving slightly, as if he was about to speak.
The black backpack placed to the side suddenly moved.
A long-haired calico cat with black, orange, and white fur suddenly popped out of the backpack. Its face was still messy from sleeping, and it was already pacing over with its little paws.
Meow! Eat!
"..."
Lai Cheng and Mao Yuhu, who were secretly watching this scene, and Shao Hanfei, who was facing the kitten, were all stunned.
Shi Miao yawned sleepily, raised her paw, and tried to rub against Shao Hanfei.
The cat heard it; there were delicious steamed buns.
Jiang Yingxu put down his pen and saw that she was about to hang on someone else. His eyelids twitched, and he stretched out his hand, pressed his palm against the soft belly, and directly lifted the kitten back.
Shi Miao tilted her head: "Meow?"
What's the matter?
Jiang Yingxu said in a serious tone: "Don't get close to people casually. They may be allergic to cat hair, and the consequences could be serious."
Shi Miao paused for a moment, then obediently meowed and agreed.
Jiang Yingxu, holding the pretty kitten in his hand, looked up and nodded gently to Shao Hanfei, "Thank you."
Shao Hanfei: "..."
Shao Hanfei hurriedly pulled out a plastic bag and carefully placed it on the table, his eyes still lingering on the kitten in Jiang Yingxu's arms.
I had only seen pictures before, from a distance, so they weren't clear enough.
But at such a close distance.
You can see even the kitten's whiskers and tufts of fur clearly.
It's fluffy.
Just as rumored, it's beautifully rendered.
Shao Hanfei asked, "This must be the cat that picks you up from school. That's so nice of her; she even comes to school with you... She's so cute, what's her name?"
Jiang Yingxu pursed his lips slightly.
He knew that the kitten was Shi Miao, and he also knew that Shi Miao didn't want him to know about it, so he compromised and chose a word that sounded similar to Miao Miao, calling her Miao Miao.
But for some reason, she didn't want others to call her that.
Jiang Yingxu lowered his long eyelashes slightly, his expression cold and stern, and said, "Cat."
Shao Hanfei thought he had misheard. "What?"
Jiang Yingxu: "I call her Cat."
"..."
Wow, what a pure and unpretentious name! (Reading in a monotone)
Is this the difference in thinking between academic geniuses and them?
Let's skip the mess and get straight to the point.
Hearing the chatter of Reid and Teacher Shengjing outside the door, Shao Hanfei dared not linger any longer and quickly ran back.
Shi Miao struggled slightly, and after Jiang Yingxu let go, her paws twitched forward, circling the bun halfway.
She didn't notice Jiang Yingxu pulling his hand back under the table and his long fingers trembling involuntarily.
He lowered his head, pressed it against the plastic bag, and pushed the bag toward Jiang Yingxu.
Snow-white paws pat, meow.
Half for each of us.
Jiang Yingxu lowered his eyes and said, "You eat it."
The domineering cat king pushed again, brooking no refusal, "Half for each of us!"
Jiang Yingxu, of course, couldn't resist the Cat King's insistence. He raised his hand, which showed no signs of abnormality, and obediently picked up the plastic bag, then cut the fluffy bun in two through the bag.
He took out half of it.
Shi Miao, with the plastic bag in his mouth and his beard twitching, dragged the other half of the bun to the back of his schoolbag.
It then used its paws to pry open the plastic bag and poked a kitten's head inside.
Take a big gulp.
Seeing that she was eating with relish, Jiang Yingxu smiled gently and casually put the half-eaten bun in his hand into his mouth.
When I looked up, my eyes met those of Red, who was standing by the door.
Red glanced at him, then silently looked at the "No Breakfast Allowed in Classroom" sign on the wall.
Jiang Yingxu: ".
Jiang Yingxu remained expressionless and stuffed the entire bun inside.
Red pretended not to see anything and walked up to the podium with his textbook.
"Where did we leave off yesterday...?"
Shi Miao pricked up her ears, remembering the little chubby boy in front of her who had shared his little secret on how to sneak a snack during class without leaving a trace, and decided to put it into practice.
She listened to Reid's booming voice and tried to move as quietly as possible.
As Reid spoke, she leaned forward and took a bite of the bun.
When Red paused, she remained motionless, chewing softly with her kitten-like mouth, warily remaining silent.
Reid would stop lecturing, then stop again, then start lecturing again.
Suddenly, he slammed the exam paper down on the table, glanced at the four students listening below, and asked with a puzzled look, "Did you hear any rustling sounds?"
"It's more like... a plastic bag."
The four people: "..."
Lai Cheng pronounced clearly: "No!"
Mao Yuhu shook his head, while Shao Hanfei grinned foolishly.
I tried my best not to look at the kitten that was engrossed in eating.
Jiang Yingxu didn't look up; he just kept writing questions on the test paper.
Red looked around in confusion, and even went to the window to look at the wind outside.
They suspected it was the wind blowing the plastic bag underneath, but didn't suspect their own precious student.
He muttered to himself, "Maybe I'm getting old and my hearing isn't working well anymore," and picked up the test paper again.
The lecture began again.
Shi Miao gulped down the last bite of the bun, and the cat stealthily backed out of the plastic bag.
The kitten car successfully reversed and jumped from the table onto Jiang Yingxu's lap.
She slowly licked her paws and began to wash and clean herself with a reserved and elegant demeanor.
What's that plastic bag sound?
I don't know, meow.
It's none of the cat's business, meow^^
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