Chapter 10
When He Xi was lying on the table with a frown on his face while looking at the math test paper in his hand, someone suddenly patted his shoulder.
"Hi!" Seeing her reaction as if she'd been pricked by a needle, his big eyes were filled with a smile of a successful prank. It was Lu Xiaoyue.
"So serious?" She chuckled and then continued, "Don't study anymore. Auntie is looking for you at the school gate. Coincidentally, I met Chen Linlin when I was accompanying her to pick up something from my parents."
He Xi blinked, feeling somewhat puzzled. How did Lu Xiaoyue know that that was her mother?
"You have no idea how talkative and amiable your mother is," she added, as if to explain.
“…Oh, okay.”
He Xi nodded and walked out of the classroom under the moonlight. It was the break after the first evening self-study class, and the evening breeze was cool.
Along the way, she was thinking about what Ms. Zhang Chaomei wanted to talk to her about. As she walked, she looked up unconsciously and found that she was almost at the school gate.
"Hey, my daughter is here. This is my daughter He Xi. She was very cute when she was little. She used to be a model. She's really amazing..."
Before He Xi even got close, he heard his mother mumbling to the doorman. Sure enough, she could chat with anyone.
They can chat while buying groceries, on the bus, and even when they walk to someone's door on the way and see someone sitting outside picking vegetables, they can chat for a few words. The most exaggerated thing was this time. Before leaving, the mother-in-law insisted on giving half of the leeks to Zhang Chaomei, and Zhang Chaomei actually took it.
He Xi: "...Isn't this a bad idea?"
Zhang Chaomei: "It's not that I wanted it, she insisted on giving it to me."
"...I know. But it's a stranger's thing after all, you—" Maybe out of kindness, she overthought it, but... He Xi still couldn't help but say, "Aren't you afraid that they will poison you?"
Zhang Chaomei: "If she dares to give it to me, I will eat it."
He Xi: “…” She was also helpless.
Zhang Chaomei waved to He Xi.
He Xi trotted over and was about to ask what was going on when Zhang Chaomei handed him a string of keys with colorful bells hanging on them through an iron gate.
"...You, you didn't even realize you forgot your keys when you left home this morning. What are you going to do next?"
"Luckily, the boss lady is kind. I told her and she agreed to let me go out. Otherwise, I hadn't finished my night shift yet, and you didn't have the key. I don't know when I would have to wait."
Zhang Chaomei sighed helplessly. He Xi took it without saying a word, and another exquisite and cute little fruit cake was stuffed into his hand.
"I just bought it when I passed by the cake shop here."
He Xi wanted to say something else, but Zhang Chaomei looked at her watch and frowned, "Okay, class is almost time, you should hurry back to the classroom."
He Xi turned and left.
I heard that voice coming over and admonishing me again, "Study hard."
Returning to his seat, He Xi stared at the small cake on the seat, his heart pounding for some reason.
This is often the case in her relationship with Zhang Chaomei. She clearly has a lot to say and a lot of emotions welling up in her heart, but when they are face to face, the only things she can say are useful, serious and meaningful.
…
The second period was Chinese class with the teacher. He came in with a Chinese textbook in his pocket, and threw it on the table with a sharp "bang". He looked up and said slowly, "Are we going to watch a movie this class?"
Although his tone was inquiring, it was obvious from the teasing smile on his face that he had guessed that everyone would be very happy to do so.
Sure enough, the moment he finished speaking, there was a burst of excited "Wow!" and the tired and numb faces suddenly glowed with youthful vitality.
Obviously, He Xi is also included.
Not very obvious, but subtle.
Even if the school broadcasts the news, I'm afraid no student would be too lazy to pay attention to it, let alone a more interesting movie.
"Wei Mo, come here."
The teacher was tinkering with the multimedia classroom in the classroom. Apart from open classes, he usually used blackboard and chalk the most, which the students were not familiar with yet.
Wei Mo simply said "OK" and rushed to the podium in three or two steps.
The teacher asked: "Are you going to watch Confucius or Titanic?"
Wei Mo: "Titanic." This kind of foreign film is indeed more popular among students.
Several voices below echoed, "Titanic."
"Okay! I'll listen to you." The teacher has always been so easy to talk to.
The computer screen opened, and with the teacher's shout, "Bai Shu, turn off the lights," the classroom darkened, with only the flickering light of the movie, half-darkly shining on every face in the classroom.
An atmosphere that can only be felt in a movie theater spread throughout the classroom, a sense of silence, relaxation and security.
The classroom next door was still holding evening self-study as usual, and the sounds of classes, reading, and discussions could be vaguely heard from time to time.
In addition to this, the background sounds and the characters' dialogues in the movie, whether gentle or intense, draw all attention to the story told by the movie...
At this time, even if some classmates want to talk, they will speak in low and vague tones. If you don’t listen carefully, you can’t hear what they are saying at all.
I don’t know what Bai Shu said to his deskmate. He chuckled softly and fumbled around in the drawer.
After a while, he uttered a soft "eh", moved his chair, and put his entire upper body into the drawer, moving around as nimble as a caterpillar.
He Xi, who was watching a movie, was attracted by a rustling noise. He turned around and saw Bai Shu took out a plastic bag and put it on his legs, then opened the knot and secretly took out a plump puff of pastry.
He quickly looked around, not caring whether anyone was paying attention or not, pinched the tip of the puff with two fingers, half tilted his neck back, opened his mouth, and stuffed it into his mouth.
After a pause, he quickly picked up another one and secretly stuffed it into his mouth. His bulging cheeks reminded He Xi of the hamster on the street stall that was concentrating on stuffing food into its mouth.
It's fine if I don't stare at it, but once I do, I can't move my eyes away - it's so cute. Every time I have to be reminded by my mother before I can reluctantly leave.
But when a hamster stuffs its food into its mouth, its eyes remain motionless. But Bai Shu is different. After stuffing the food into his mouth, he pretends to stare at the movie with a serious expression.
There was always an indescribable cuteness in the contrast between the slightly furrowed brows and the puffed-up cheeks, He Xi thought secretly.
He placed his hands on the table and turned his attention back to the movie.
Her elbow tilted unconsciously a little bit, and suddenly she heard another "snaking" sound. She turned her head in confusion, looking for the source of the sound. The small cake in the corner was staring at He Xi quietly.
It is packed in a small round box, consisting of three layers of cake base, covered with a circle of white cream and covered with a thick layer of fruit.
He Xi looked carefully and saw pieces of dragon fruit, strawberry, grape, and orange...
He Xi put down the cake and turned his attention back to Bai Shu. His movements became more and more bold. After finishing his meal, he picked up two or three pieces and stuffed them into his mouth. After that, he stared at the movie as if nothing had happened. His movements were done in one go.
He Xi: “…”
He Xi looked at Bai Shu, then at the cake, and suddenly felt hungry again.
She recalled a question Lin Shen had asked her three weeks ago, "Does watching other food broadcasts have the same effect?"
He Xi tried it when he got home, and after nearly a month of experimentation, the answer was no.
She has watched many food broadcasts, some of which are very beautiful, some of which are very generous when eating, and some of which can eat very spicy food. They don’t even add background music, they just eat seriously.
But no one could give He Xi the reassuring feeling of piety and concentration that only Bai Shu had.
Eating can be a very enjoyable thing, and this is something she truly experienced from Bai Shu.
For the first time, when He Xi faced food, the first thing he thought about was not gaining weight, not the number on the scale that remained constant, not the panic of losing control of his life, but -
“This food looks delicious.”
"Then let's get started."
At this moment, she quietly opened the cake, accepting the feeling of being attracted to it and being moved by it.
When she put it in her mouth, the aroma of the cake base
The sweet taste of cream melts in the mouth, followed by the sweet and sour fragrance of fruit...
It’s like the most peaceful dream on a midsummer night, with only the comfort of the body being gently lifted by the wind, and everything is so cherished and missed.
Before he knew it, He Xi had finished the small cake.
Bai Shu seemed to be choking while eating. He pounded his chest, picked up the quilt and poured water into his mouth. His face wrinkled like a sleeping cat.
…
When the movie reached the part where Jack and Rousi were drawing, the teacher suddenly remembered something and walked up to the podium and moved the computer mouse to fast forward that part.
He Xi: “?”
The whole class: “?”
The old teacher adjusted his glasses and jumped away with a smile: "Not suitable for children. Not suitable for children."
There was an uproar in the class: "Oh——"
After the evening self-study class, when the teacher left, Wei Mo was pushed onto the podium.
"...It's what you want to see." He pursed his lips.
“Yes, yes, yes! Play it, play it—” The volume of the booing did not decrease.
"Really want to release it?"
"Yeah, yeah, right!"
"……real?"
“…”
"Okay!" He rubbed his hands and let out a sigh, "You guys said this, I'm not just curious." He is trying to hide his true intentions.
Then he quickly operated on the computer, and with a press of the enter key, the deleted scene was played.
He Xi also looked over curiously, but quickly covered his eyes after just one glance.
The movie was still playing with indescribable scenes when the boss suddenly floated to the classroom door, interrupting everyone's breathless concentration. It was like He Xi had walked to a corner and suddenly a mischievous friend jumped out and pounced on him without warning.
"What are you doing!" It was a voice that was neither loud nor soft, but it successfully made Wei Mo press the pause button.
Teacher: "Who told you to watch it?"
All the students who spoke just now said in unison: "Him!" and pointed at Wei Mo.
The old teacher looked over quietly: "Wei, Mo——"
Wei Mo was stunned for a moment, then resigned himself to his fate and smiled playfully, "...It's me, it's me."
"...You kid!" The old teacher narrowed his eyes and his legs moved faster than his mouth.
Wei Mo was faster and his legs were very agile in dodging, probably because he learned this from Bai Shu.
Then he quickly bent down, clasped his hands together, and said with a playful smile: "I was wrong, I was wrong."
The old teacher snorted angrily and stared at Wei Mo in silence.
Wei Mo didn't dare to move, and the two of them were stuck there.
Wei Mo: “…”
"...Turn it off quickly!" The teacher finally spoke, picked up the textbook on the table, turned around and walked out of the classroom.
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