Chapter 7
Senior high school students also have a privilege, which is that there is an empty classroom on each floor, which is used as a reading room for evening self-study.
There are four classrooms on each floor. Considering that some students need to recite, there are three classes and a reading room on each floor. During public study classes, students can take their books to the reading room to recite.
Despite this, most of the people who go to the reading room are liberal arts students. After all, science students don’t have much to memorize.
When Fang Zhao walked in from the back door with a book, he saw Li Yihong coming in from the front door with a book.
An Huainan was quietly reading a big book in the corner. Li Yihong looked around and walked straight over with the book.
"What are you looking at?"
Li Yihong placed the book on the seat next to An Huainan familiarly, and lowered her body curiously to look at the big book in An Huainan's hand.
"Nothing." An Huainan stepped back awkwardly, "There's someone at this location."
"Someone?" Li Yihong was a little surprised, then smiled knowingly. "You mean Xiaopang? It's okay, I'll just tell him."
Xiaopang's real name was Xue Hang. He came from a poor family and wasn't a very good student. Born during the era of family planning, he was the only child in his family. As the family's hope, he studied very hard. An Huainan, observing how hard he studied but lacked the right method, often took the initiative to help him sort out his key learning points.
"It's not him. You'd better find another place."
An Huainan's words were quite blunt. Li Yihong was a girl after all, so her face immediately flushed. Turning around, she saw Fang Zhao standing behind her. Now, her face wasn't just blushing; it was actually turning a dazzling array of blue, red, and white.
"Well, actually I don't have to sit here." Fang Zhao explained subconsciously, but to Li Yihong's ears, these words sounded like a show-off. She snorted and turned to sit in another corner.
"Sit down and start studying."
Seeing Fang Zhao staring at Li Yihong blankly, An Huainan reminded him.
"Um, is it really okay for you to treat her like this?"
Although it is not known how far An Huainan and Li Yihong have progressed, it is obvious that Li Yihong has him in her heart now. It is not very kind to hurt a little girl who has him in her heart.
A young girl who is just beginning to fall in love, how pure her feelings are.
Fang Zhao couldn't help but sigh. Although he had returned to ten years ago, his mind was still nowhere near what it was back then. For example, he rarely did things like a little girl now.
After all, it seems that my feelings are always "unattainable", such as Wen Bo and An Huainan. I chased An Huainan for so long like a madman, but still couldn't be with him.
If her life trajectory couldn't be changed, she would have ended up in Nanshi, a city in central China, while An Huainan went to Shenzhen, the city in the far south. And what about Li Yihong? It seems there's been no news of her since.
"What are you thinking about?" An Huainan turned his head to look at her.
"Nothing." Fang Zhao shook his head, opened the book and started studying again from the first page.
To get a head start on review, the teachers had already covered the senior year curriculum during the summer break for sophomore year. Three rounds of review followed, and we're now in the middle of the first. To help everyone catch up on forgotten knowledge points, the teachers are still very detailed in this round of review, essentially taking everyone through the freshman year curriculum all over again.
Fang Zhao had to catch up quickly. Based on her previous experience, if she didn't keep up with the current round of review, then the second and third rounds would be impossible to catch up with. It was during this round of review that Wen Bo distracted her, making her study more and more difficult.
An Huainan gently raised his eyes from the big book in his hand, looked at Fang Zhao who was standing in front of him with an extremely serious look, and felt unexpectedly at ease.
It feels so good to have her sitting quietly beside me like this.
The teaching conditions in small towns at that time were not very good. There was no air conditioning in the classrooms, only a few hanging fans that were buzzing. In addition, the classrooms were not well sealed, and insects often flew in.
A few foolish insects were sucked into the ceiling fan and instantly cut into pieces. Their bodies were then blown all over the classroom by the wind. The students were no longer surprised by this.
An insect's wings landed on Fang Zhao's hair.
An Huainan gently raised one hand, pinched the wing, and gently stroked her hair.
Once Fang Zhao gets serious, it's hard for her to be disturbed by the outside world. She turned a page of the book, raised her head slightly, and it just happened to hit the palm of An Huainan's hand.
"Hmm?" Fang Zhao looked at An Huainan with a puzzled look.
"It's okay, it's just a bug." An Huainan showed her the bug's wings as if nothing had happened.
"Hey, that's disgusting, take it away."
Fang Zhao was no longer used to the presence of bugs. He knocked the thing out of An Huainan's hand and turned back to read.
An Huainan stared blankly at his hand raised in the air. Although it didn't stay there for very long, Fang Zhao's warmth could actually touch him.
Despite knowing each other for a long time and having a close relationship, he and Fang Zhao rarely touched each other physically. He always felt that Fang Zhao didn't like others touching him. Fang Zhao often complained to him about someone accidentally touching his arm during exercise, saying it was disgusting. Therefore, when he and Fang Zhao were together, they deliberately kept a distance of about five centimeters.
Even during the two months they were together in college, they never even shook hands once. It was truly a purely platonic relationship.
An Huainan's face turned slightly red.
"Hmph." Li Yihong saw this scene, and she, who had always been proud, felt a little frustrated.
Li Yihong was not unaware of the rumors among her classmates about An Huainan and Fang Zhao's romance. In fact, she actually looked down on An Huainan in her heart.
Although An Huainan's appearance and abilities were excellent, his family background wasn't quite compatible with hers. If his parents hadn't been in trouble, they might have been a good match for her. But now, he was a complete "poor boy." Even if he got into a good university, how much could he achieve?
But she just couldn't stand someone not liking her. Besides, having An Huainan as a backup seemed like a good idea, after all, he was a 'potential stock'.
From childhood to adulthood, Li Yihong was the most dazzling presence. Her beauty, fair skin, and beautiful features earned her widespread praise. Furthermore, she was a strong student, and her family, a business owner, made her one of the wealthiest families in this small county. Wherever she went, she was the center of the crowd, and parents referred to her as "the other kid."
She always thought of herself as a 'princess', and she was indeed a 'princess'.
She didn't allow others to ignore her, and she had never been ignored by anyone. Since she started junior high school, she had received countless love letters, both overt and covert. All along, it was others who pursued her, and she had never pursued anyone else.
When she first saw An Huainan, she was actually attracted to him. She had even tried to get closer to him. But as the vice-president of the class, she was in and out of the office a lot, and as she gradually learned about An Huainan's family, she became a little discouraged.
And An Huainan has never expressed any other feelings towards her.
Even so, she still couldn't control herself and still wanted to get close to him, to get his attention, and to show off her superiority in front of him.
Today was the first time someone asked her to move to another place.
She looked at Fang Zhao's back with some resentment. This girl was thin and small, and careless. She didn't know what An Huainan liked about her. How could she compare to herself?
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After returning from evening self-study, Fang Zhao curled up on the sofa and ate a bowl of sugar-water eggs. Only then did he feel a little satisfied, and he breathed a sigh of relief, relieving himself of the day's fatigue.
Sure enough, three classes of evening self-study are still very physically demanding.
It also requires that he is young and in good health. If Fang Zhao was 27 years old, he would have suffered from a herniated disc from sitting.
Wangshan Middle School doesn't allow students to wear skirts. Although there's no explicit rule about it, it's a common practice. Because we have to run drills twice a day, it's really inconvenient to wear a skirt.
Perhaps because of this rule, Fang Zhao's desire to wear skirts, which had been suppressed for three years, finally exploded after leaving high school. From the first day of college, she bought herself many skirts. So much so that now, even after searching through her closet, she can't find many suitable clothes to wear to school.
It seems that I have to go out and buy some clothes tomorrow.
It just so happens that tomorrow is Saturday. After taking the comprehensive science exam in the afternoon, I will be free to do whatever I want and then come back for evening self-study and attend class.
The good thing is that I can go out and play tomorrow, but the bad thing is that I have to take a quiz tomorrow.
The results of An Huainan's supervision over the past two days were quite significant. At least now he could keep up with the teacher's lectures. But as for the test scores, Fang Zhao really couldn't guarantee it.
Forget it, the worst that can happen is a scolding, so just go to bed.
In the real world, Fang Zhao's parents used all their connections to get Fang Zhao a job at a relative's company, but that relative retired due to age. So even though Fang Zhao worked very hard and performed very well at first, she was not considered for any awards or honors.
She was not the type to accept things passively. One time, she mustered up the courage to go into the leader's office and ask for clarification.
The leader took a sip of his teacup slowly and said, "In this company, when people leave, the tea gets cold. You know that."
Yes, when people leave, the tea gets cold.
Since then, Fang Zhao has developed a habit of just getting by, and no longer has the drive he once had. State-owned enterprises are all about 'one position for each person,' and he already has one. With his credentials and abilities, it's hard to get promoted, but it's also hard to get pushed out for no apparent reason.
That's it, big deal - it doesn't seem like a big deal.
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