Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Confession
The first class reunion after graduating from high school was a few days after I learned my college entrance examination scores and filled out my college application choices.
Organized by class monitor Zhou Yu, a CBD hotel with a good reputation was selected, and a series of teachers including Wang Hong were invited to a thank-you banquet.
That year, South China University of Political Science and Law had a strong student body, including those recommended for admission to Peking University. Perhaps it was a tacit understanding among the top students, as several classes chose to have a dinner together on the same evening.
Of course, several teachers do not just teach one class. Class teachers like Wang Hong also take turns teaching one to six classes.
He was not surprised by such small scenes. Wang Hong rode his electric bike to the sixth class first, drank a few glasses of wine to show his appreciation, and then rushed to the class he was in charge of.
The food is almost served, but the teacher hasn't arrived yet, so naturally the students won't start eating first.
There were many topics at the round table, but most of them revolved around scores and choices.
Qiao Yang suddenly coughed violently.
The champagne on the table was not opened, and he stood up holding the bottle of water in front of him.
He has always been the one who livens up the class.
"First of all, congratulations to all of us for finally achieving what we wanted after twelve years of hard study!"
Everyone cheered and picked up the glasses in front of them and clinked them together.
"Then, let me celebrate our three years of high school, for standing together and fighting against Director Li!"
...It was Qiao Yang, Kan Zhao, and the others who had to resist. The rest of the class was generally self-motivated and diligent, and hadn't been subjected to much harassment from the dean.
But he was the dean of studies after all, and he always left some shadow on the students of Nanhua University.
Everyone clinked their glasses with a smile again.
"Furthermore!" Qiao Yang's voice sounded even more excited. He raised his glass to Kan Zhao, "Congratulations to our classmate Kan Zhao!"
He raised his eyebrows, unable to deny it.
Just the beginning.
"With this score, Mr. Kan will definitely get into Beiwu University."
Qiao Yang winked and jokingly said, "Why don't you try Beiwu University? The finance programs at both schools are pretty comparable anyway."
"Well. It's just a little far from the art academy where our classmate Qingxu is studying."
"Unlike Nanchuan University, which is right next to her..."
Kan Zhao stretched out his leg, ready to kick him, but Qiao Yang dodged and grinned, "I have a distant cousin whose grades are similar to Kan's." He shook his head, "Not very good."
"I'll ask our classmate Kan on her behalf if there are any methods to improve her academic performance."
"Yeah." Zhou Yu, enjoying the fun, echoed, "My brother is the same way. His parents are really worried about his grades. I'm also asking Kan Zhao for advice on his behalf."
"Squad leader, your brother can't learn this." Qiao Yang put his arm around Kan Zhao's shoulders, but he slapped his arm away, and his smile widened. "As the saying goes, once you've seen the sea, all other waters are but puddles; once you've seen Mount Wu, all other clouds are but mounds!"
"Wow!" everyone cheered.
"Tell me in detail."
"I was just passing by the teacher's office and heard..."
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When Lin Qingxu and Ruan Yanyan came back from the bathroom, they saw Qiao Yang trying to hold back his laughter.
The moment the box door was opened, the whole class fell silent.
I met Kan Zhao's eyes and was about to ask him what happened, but I saw that he looked away unnaturally.
It was just an incident. She sat down, and a minute later the teachers arrived. Lin Qingxu was not one to ask questions, so she put the whole thing out of her mind as she ate.
It was only seven or eight o'clock when the party ended. Since it was still early, everyone suggested going to KTV.
Eating is one thing, and going to karaoke is naturally another. After all, you are not so free when the teacher is around. Wang Hong and the others did not want to disturb the students' interest, so they rejected their invitation, waved goodbye and said they were going home.
The students in the class also understood, but this was only part of the reason. The main reason was that Wang Hong got angry when he saw Lin Qingxu.
With Lin Qingxu's grades, she had originally been asked to apply to Peking University, but she refused, wanting to apply for a special talent program. When asked why, she said she loved painting. Fine, everyone has their own aspirations, so Wang Hong didn't force it and just followed her wishes.
Now, with a combined combined academic score far exceeding that of Beijing University and the Fine Arts Institute, I've chosen South American University. This has made the South American admissions office incredibly happy. It's not that South American University is bad; it's also among the best in the country, but why would someone choose a lesser one when they clearly have the ability to attend the best?
He also executed first and reported later.
After filling in and confirming the form, the school only then discovered the college that Lin Qingxu had filled in when they checked again.
Ask Lin Qingxu why, and he'll say that Beijing University is far from home. Talk to Gao Luo about this, and Gao Luo will say it's up to Lin Qingxu's pleasure.
Wang Hong was really angry. He was in his forties, but a pimple suddenly appeared on his face.
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There were many people, so we booked a large private room.
The sofa is very long.
Lin Qingxu found a corner with few people and sat down.
The college entrance examination scores have been released, and the tense nerves of the senior high school students have finally relaxed, and they can't wait to release their long-pent-up emotions.
Lin Qingxu also realized that no one is perfect. Those academic masters who could quickly recite the text and poetry had choppy and untuned voices, screaming out rock hits. For a moment, the scene resembled a battle between demons and monsters.
She huddled in the corner and watched them go crazy. There were piles of milk tea, cola, fruit and snacks on the table. The ice-cold beer foam overflowed from the edge of the can, reflecting the tiny light in the dark blue of the song-ordering screen. She could even see the crazy scene reflected on it through the dots of liquid on it.
Then Lin Qingxu silently took out the Bluetooth headset from his pocket and put it on, randomly selecting a playlist, trying to resist some magical attacks.
Someone took the can from her hand. Lin Qingxu looked up and saw Kan Zhao naturally pouring the remaining Coke into his mouth.
"I'm a little thirsty and there's no Coke on the table," he explained.
The sofa beside him collapsed slightly, and Kan Zhao sat down.
Several boys scrambled for the microphone, and the broken singing and screaming mixed together.
"Lin Xiaoxiao." Kan Zhao suddenly called her name.
I don’t know who cut the song, but the original “The Most Dazzling National Style” suddenly became the prelude to a leisurely love song.
“Who cut my song!!!”
Qiao Yang slid past the song selection screen and snatched the microphone from their hands, "Me, me, me!"
“Always Online.”
I don’t know who said that.
Everyone reacted and cried out in surprise, "Ouch!" Graduation season was full of confessions, and they thought Qiao Yang was going to take this opportunity to declare her feelings. The whole audience started to cheer, waiting for the heroine to appear.
Until the squad leader took the microphone with a pretentious and awkward attitude, without any trace of ambiguity. Knowing that they were being played, everyone rudely said "huh" in unison.
Qiao Yang and the squad leader were arm in arm, singing a duet of "affectionate" music, but it was a pity that their voices were hoarse and hard to listen to.
Lin Qingxu readjusted the volume of his headphones.
Lin Qingxu vaguely heard Kan Zhao calling her and looked at him sideways.
Kan Zhao's Adam's apple rolled up and down, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and even his shoulders seemed tense. He was no longer as relaxed as before.
They were so close that Lin Qingxu seemed to be able to hear his heart beating so fast, the vibration was so loud that it seemed as if it was about to burst out at any time and it would be impossible to stop it.
"****" said Kan Zhao.
It happened to be the climax of the song, and Qiao Yang's voice suddenly became much louder.
The songs from "Always Online" resonated with everyone, and everyone started singing along, the sound so loud that it made their eardrums ache. But Kan Zhao only felt that the surroundings were eerily quiet. He stared at Lin Qingxu's expression, trying to deduce the answer from it. He could hear his own heartbeat like a drum.
Lin Qingxu was silent for a moment, took off the Bluetooth headset, and handed it to him as if showing evidence. Puzzled, he asked, "What did you say?"
The first confession was solemn and sacred, but fate seemed to play an unfriendly joke on Kan Zhao.
Kan Zhao opened his mouth but suddenly couldn't make a sound.
In the overly silent atmosphere between the two sides, a classmate suddenly poked his head out from the doorway and called out, "Lin Qingxu, someone's looking for you."
"Who is it?"
The classmate's face was indescribable. If it weren't for graduation season, when the past was wiped out, he really didn't want to help shout: "From the physical education class."
Lin Qingxu stood up and prepared to leave, but his left hand was grabbed.
He held her hand, not just her wrist, like usual. Holding hands was a distant memory, probably from when we were kids, palm to palm, honestly telling each other how we felt.
Lin Qingxu just used his right hand to gently pry open Kan Zhao's fingers and said, "I'll go take a look first."
This was the first time Kan Zhao saw Lin Qingxu's back. Perhaps it was a psychological effect, as everything that had just happened was too coincidental. It was like a silent rejection.
People who fall in love are always a little sentimental, regardless of gender. One possibility will be scattered into countless branches, condensing each possibility.
Lin Qingxu doesn't like him? Impossible.
He said to himself.
The lights in the corridor were dim. As soon as Lin Qingxu opened the door, he saw someone leaning against the wall at the door.
"Hi."
Qi Ke waved and said hello.
Lin Qingxu guessed it was him.
After Kan Zhao, Fang Hao, Qi Ke and others were punished, Fang Hao also received a large amount of medical expenses and nutrition expenses.
Everyone thought the matter was over, but one day, Fang Hao fell downstairs while walking down the stairs. His already incomplete body was further injured, and his leg was broken. He had no chance of taking the physical exam this year, and his academic scores weren't high. He could only repeat the year, but it was impossible for him to get his previous physical education scores back; there would be residual effects.
Fang Hao said someone pushed him on purpose, but he couldn't say who did it. That was a blind spot, there were no cameras, and no one could be photographed.
So as for what Fang Hao said, whether it was a lie made up by someone on purpose or he just accidentally fell, no one knows.
But Fang Hao had no reason to lie. Most of the people in the gym class believed it anyway, and they also felt that this shady trick was closely related to Class 1. Through their own imagination, they concluded that since they couldn't find the person, the school must be protecting them, because their grades were good.
It was truly unfair. But because of this, after the gym class, not only would they not fight for the basketball court, but they would even walk around them when they ran into them after class. Not to mention that someone would come specifically to find Lin Qingxu.
Except Qi Ke.
I don't know what method he used, but he directly skipped the question-and-answer mechanism of the friend request and added Lin Qingxu as his friend. He usually didn't talk to her, but occasionally asked her a few questions.
Since Lin Qingxu was eager to learn, it was not easy for him to delete him, so they continued to get along in this way in a subtle way.
The doorway wasn't a good place for conversation, so they went into the next room.
The soundproof door was not closed, and the sound of music from different private rooms outside could be heard faintly.
Qi Ke got straight to the point. "You're so smart, I guess you've already figured out that I like you, right?"
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