Chapter 13
Finally decided to go.
Take out the treasured school uniforms and T-shirts, wash them, dry them, and iron them.
Zhishan Middle School has a lot of school uniforms. In addition to the blue and white school uniforms that are worn daily, there is also a set of formal Western-style school uniforms, which are colorful T-shirts printed with the school emblem and motto.
Zhang Jusong collects every one of them carefully.
Wearing school uniforms is not appropriate, not to mention that white clothes have been unworn for a long time and have some yellow spots. After choosing and choosing, I finally chose a dark green campus T-shirt and an ivory pleated skirt.
After turning around in front of the dressing mirror, Zhang Jusong took out her makeup bag, dusted it off, and applied some light makeup with her fingers.
After a long delay, she walked out of the room.
Qu Ling was sitting in the living room, the TV was on and the game was playing.
He held the game controller, glanced at it, and said in surprise: "Wow, Zhang Jusong, you are actually going to get married."
"Play your game."
Zhang Jusong glared at him.
Qu Ling pressed the pause button, came over with a smile, and said, "Yes, the three-year agreement has come to an end, and the school beauty is back—"
Zhang Jusong pinched his right cheek and said, "Go away."
She picked up her Cambridge bag and went out, her steps brisk.
As soon as the taxi reached Changting Lake, it turned into a slow turtle. The car window was lowered, and Zhang Jusong looked out, and there were only people and cars.
The driver said, "Girl, why don't you get off here? It's so congested."
"OK."
The distance is not very far. Zhishan Middle School is at the end of Changting Lake and it only takes ten minutes to walk there.
The further he went, the more surprised Zhang Jusong was. Is the 100th anniversary celebration of Zhishan so lively? There were even bright yellow fences and roadblocks at the school gate, and the crowds were even more numerous.
I finally squeezed to the school gate. My hair was messy and my T-shirt was stuck to my body due to sweat, which made me uncomfortable.
The school security guard said sternly, "Excuse me, do you have an invitation?"
"Well, yes."
Zhang Jusong took out her phone and started swiping. Before, she had registered online and received an electronic invitation from alumni, but at that time she thought it was just a souvenir at best. Who knew it would be so useful?
While she was frantically swiping her phone, the school security guard quickly caught two girls who were trying to sneak in.
The two girls wailed, "Can't we just take a look? We are die-hard fans of Xu Chong."
"Girl, to be honest, if Xu Chong hadn't come to the school anniversary celebration, the school might really be open to the public."
Hearing this, Zhang Jusong suddenly realized and interrupted to ask, "So Xu Chong will go back to school today?"
"Yes." The girl said with a sad face, "I heard that she will sing two songs at the school celebration ceremony!"
Fortunately, he came, Zhang Jusong secretly rejoiced. Xu Chong is a popular star now, and he also graduated from Zhishan Middle School, a few years older than Zhang Jusong. Since he came back to attend the school anniversary ceremony, it makes sense that so many people are gathered outside the school now.
Zhang Jusong handed the electronic invitation letter to the security guard.
The security guard lowered his head and looked carefully.
"Senior, you are finally here."
The young man's voice suddenly sounded, hiding joy.
Zhang Jusong raised her head and saw Xia Zhiheng looking at her with a smile.
He was wearing a Western school uniform and a dark green tie, a style completely different from usual.
The usual youthfulness has diminished a little, and he has become more mature and steady.
The girl behind me exclaimed “Wow!”
"So handsome! This little brother is so handsome!"
"A new wall has appeared!"
After the security guard finished the check, he looked back and said jokingly, "So she is the top scholar's senior."
Zhang Jusong came to his senses and hurriedly answered the phone.
My palms were sweaty, and the phone was large. I didn't hold it firmly, and the phone fell straight down.
She gasped, this was only a one-year-old phone.
If it falls from this height, the screen will definitely crack!
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Xia Zhiheng suddenly bent down and caught the phone.
He looked up at her and said with a smile, "Hold it steady."
"……Um."
Zhang Jusong lowered his head and walked into the school gate.
The morning sun was too bright, making people feel a little restless.
Along the way, there were always people greeting Xia Zhiheng.
"Hello, senior."
"Congratulations, Senior Xia, you did so well in the exam this time!"
"Senior will be speaking soon, come on."
When Xia Zhiheng was chatting with his classmates, Zhang Jusong just stood aside and watched quietly, finding it very interesting.
After responding to a classmate's greeting, perhaps because it was too hot, he took off his suit jacket and put it in his arm.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting."
"It's okay." Zhang Jusong waved his hand. "Why do I feel like everyone knows you?"
"Hmm... maybe it's because of the previous interview."
"Ah, speaking of this, I seem to have missed it. I've been struggling over whether to come to the school celebration these past two days. I'll make up for it when I get back."
"There's nothing interesting to see, just some learning experiences."
Xia Zhiheng smiled and said, "If you want to hear it, I can tell you now."
"Uh... Actually, you don't have to, haha."
Zhang Jusong remembered something: "By the way, is Xu Chong going to come to the school anniversary ceremony today?"
"Yes." Xia Zhiheng asked, "Sister likes Xu Chong?"
"Haha, who wouldn't like a handsome and singing star? Ah, that's not it—"
She suddenly became excited and looked around, seeing quite a few students and alumni.
I feel like it’s not very convenient to talk.
"Come closer."
Xia Zhiheng raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, and leaned over obediently.
The dark green tie hung on her dark green T-shirt, overlapping each other in a surprisingly harmonious color.
Afraid that others might hear, Zhang Jusong said in a very soft voice:
"When I was in school, I heard a piece of gossip from a senior. It said that when Xu Chong was studying at Zhishan, he liked a girl. He confessed his love to her, but was rejected twice."
She raised her finger and made a "two" gesture.
"Twice! There is actually a girl who is willing to reject Xu Chong twice! Oh my God. This sister is too amazing!"
At such a close distance, Xia Zhiheng could even see the fuzz on her face.
No wonder novels like to use peaches to describe girls, this thought flashed through Xia Zhiheng's mind.
His Adam's apple rolled, he calmed himself down, and listened carefully to her words.
Obviously, Zhang Jusong was very excited when talking about this, and he gestured with joy to show that the girl actually rejected Xu Chong twice.
He smiled and nodded, but he didn't feel strange.
If you like someone, does that person have to accept it with gratitude? Of course not.
Even if the king of heaven comes, if you like it, you like it, and if you don’t like it, you don’t like it.
He listened to Zhang Jusong's sentiments about Xu Chong with a smile on his face, and with a hint of mischief in his eyes, he said:
"Sister, I have some bad news. I don't know whether I should tell you."
"What bad news? Tell me." Zhang Jusong asked.
Xia Zhiheng sighed: "If you want to listen to Xu Chong sing, you need another ticket for the Centennial Anniversary Celebration Ceremony. You know, our school's auditorium, even if it has two floors, can't accommodate everyone--"
He glanced at the bustling campus and said, "There's not enough room for so many people."
"I've always wanted to collect a ticket for my sister, but unfortunately, I haven't received one until now."
He looked distressed: "Sorry, it's all my fault."
"How could that be?" Zhang Jusong hurriedly comforted him, "It must be difficult to get a ticket. Don't blame yourself. I'm very happy that you're thinking of me."
She looked towards the school gate thoughtfully.
Above the school motto stone, there is a large billboard. It used to be of ordinary style, but now the school has upgraded it to a large LED screen.
When she entered the school gate just now, she found that many people were taking seats in front of the big LED screen under the scorching sun, which she felt a little strange at the time.
Now that Xia Zhiheng said this, she understood that these people did not have tickets for the centenary celebration ceremony and could not enter the scene, so they were waiting for the live broadcast on the big screen.
I just don’t know if it’s too late to go now.
Zhang Jusong looked up at the bright sky and immediately gave up the idea.
Forget it, the sunlight is so dazzling even through the camphor leaves, it’s not worth it.
She said to Xia Zhiheng, "Is the store still at the junction of the building in front?"
"Yes, it hasn't changed."
"Let's go get something to drink."
Although it is called a small shop, it is actually not small at all. It forms a semicircle from left to right, which includes a bookstore that also serves as a stationery store, a small shop, a campus souvenir shop, and a school uniform shop.
At the center of the circle is a winding small pond. Next to the wind and rain corridor are four or five willow trees. When spring comes, willow catkins fly all over the sky. It is beautiful, but also very annoying. The windows on the second and third floors of the nearby teaching building have to be kept tightly closed.
The air conditioning in this area of shops is turned on very high. You can feel a slight cool breeze if you approach the corridor, so many people sit under the corridor.
Three or four students in school uniforms were discussing something intensely. Zhang Jusong heard a sentence or two from afar, which seemed to be some Olympiad math problems.
After walking a few steps forward, a student suddenly shouted, "Senior, Senior Xia!"
He and several other students rushed over as if they had seen a savior.
"They are the junior students in the competition group."
Xia Zhiheng turned his head and quickly explained to Zhang Jusong.
The leading boy couldn't wait to hand over the calculation book in his hand:
"Senior, look at this question. We have been arguing about it for the whole morning and still haven't come up with a solution."
Xia Zhiheng took the calculation book with one hand, and suddenly said to Zhang Jusong: "Do you mind holding my suit jacket for me?"
"Okay."
Zhang Jusong immediately took the coat and watched curiously.
Xia Zhiheng unbuttoned his sleeves and quickly flipped through the white paper filled with mathematical formulas with his slender fingers.
After pondering for a moment, Xia Zhiheng stroked the paper.
"Give me the pen."
The students were scrambling to pass the pens.
Xia Zhiheng took the nearest pen without even raising his head.
The black signing pen can be seen through the back of the paper, which is simple, clear and beautiful.
The boy clapped his hands and said, "Yes, yes, that's how it was proved. It's just as I thought!"
Another girl was not convinced: "How is it the same? You wrote two pages of nonsense! Senior Xia wrote it clearly in just a few lines. Don't flatter yourself."
Xia Zhiheng smiled and said, "Actually, the other idea is also good."
He lowered his head and continued writing a few lines, and actually gave a second solution.
"Wow, that's awesome." The girl jumped up and down excitedly, "As expected of Senior Xia! Ah, look at this question——"
…
It took more than ten minutes to break out from the encirclement of chattering junior and senior students.
Zhang Jusong returned the suit jacket with a smile and said jokingly, "Thank you for your hard work, Senior Xia."
Xia Zhiheng's hand that was about to take the coat suddenly stopped.
He raised his eyes and looked at her steadily.
"What did you call me?"
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