Chapter 13 Rehearsal
Chapter Summary: Could it be that he likes Fu Xianyin?
After returning to Beichuan, life seemed to accelerate.
There are less than two weeks until the monthly exam. In the meantime, she also has to prepare for the arts performance.
Thanks to Cheng Zhaozhao, I got along better with my classmates than I had imagined.
Cheng Zhaozhao has a cheerful personality and is popular. Fu Xianyin has only been here for a short time, and thanks to Cheng Zhaozhao's influence, several girls have already asked her if she wants to have dinner together or go back to the dormitory together.
As for her kind and helpful deskmate, needless to say, the copied notes were given to Fu Xianyin during Sunday evening self-study.
Although it's best to summarize your own notes and error logs, Gu Linzhao's academic performance speaks for itself, so his ability to summarize and generalize is bound to be good.
Fu Xianyin found his notes quite useful.
She spent three nights temporarily abandoning her other subjects. After finishing her homework, she began intensively studying chemistry.
Finally, in Wednesday's chemistry class, Fu Xianyin began to feel that she could keep up with the pace.
She still felt a pang of anxiety when the chemistry teacher called on someone to ask a question.
This has nothing to do with academic performance. Fu Xianyin thought to herself, this is a conditioned reflex ingrained in human genes, and no one would be indifferent to such a question.
Just then, the chemistry teacher called out from the podium: "Can't you answer this? Where's the class monitor? Class monitor, please answer this question."
Fu Xianyin only felt the person next to her calmly stand up, calmly answer the question, and then calmly sit down under the teacher's approving gaze.
Fu Xianyin: ...
She persisted in her beliefs, and no one could remain indifferent!
As for Gu Linzhao, back then Gu Linzhao was not human!
In order not to take up class time, the rehearsal was scheduled for evening self-study.
After class, Fu Xianyin and Cheng Zhaozhao went to the cafeteria for lunch, planning to go straight back to their dorm to change into their formal attire before heading to the auditorium for rehearsal.
Senior high school students still enjoy some privileges, such as getting out of school earlier at noon and in the evening, and eating at different times than junior and sophomore students.
After finishing their meal, the two walked against the flow of people back to their dormitory.
This was Cheng Zhaozhao's first time entering Fu Xianyin's dormitory, and she let out a small "wow" as soon as she entered.
"Oh my god, Yinyin, living alone must be so awesome!"
Fu Xianyin took out a dress from the closet, and Cheng Zhaozhao went to help her close the curtains. She covered her eyes and walked back, saying, "You change yours, I don't want to see."
Fu Xianyin chuckled and said, "It's alright if you look, they're all girls."
Cheng Zhaozhao opened her fingers a crack, her round eyes blinking rapidly: "Really? Then I'll watch!"
She unceremoniously removed her hands, and Fu Xianyin, without any embarrassment, stood in the middle of the dormitory changing into her dress.
"Oh my god, Yinyin, you have such a great figure."
Cheng Zhaozhao reached out and poked Fu Xianyin's fair and slender waist, her mischievous gaze falling on her full breasts.
Fu Xianyin laughed and dodged Cheng Zhaozhao's hand: "Stop it, it tickles."
In the midst of their playful fight, Cheng Zhaozhao noticed some alarming scars on Fu Xuanyin's knees: "Holy crap, Yinyin, how did your knees get so bad? It's been a week already."
His joking expression vanished, replaced by indignation: "I heard what happened back then. Song Yaoge must have had bad intentions. She even had the nerve to criticize you. Doesn't she know who was more seriously injured?"
Fu Xianyin pursed her lips.
It's not entirely Song Yaoge's fault. The injury on her knee last Wednesday was something she had deliberately caused herself, and it looks terrible now because she fell at home on Saturday.
She said, "No, it wasn't serious during PE class last week. It was just that I tripped and fell again on Saturday when I went back to Linlan. This time it's more serious."
She tugged at her skirt: "It's a long skirt anyway, it can cover up. Let's hurry, we'll be late for evening self-study if we don't leave now."
Cheng Zhaozhao stuck out her tongue and followed her out of the dormitory: "Anyway, Gu Linzhao went to rehearsal with you, and no one will deduct points, so it doesn't matter if you're a little late."
Fu Xianyin took her math and physics workbooks to the small auditorium on the top floor.
The auditorium environment wasn't suitable for studying difficult subjects, so Fu Xianyin decided to just do some practice problems to maintain her skills.
She looked around the small auditorium and spotted Gu Linzhao at a glance.
Even though everyone else only showed her the back of their heads, Fu Xianyin still thought that even the back of her deskmate's head was the most beautiful.
She sat down next to Gu Linzhao, holding a book and a cup of mango pomelo sago she had bought at the cafeteria's milk tea shop.
Gu Linzhao also brought practice questions. When he saw Fu Xianyin arrive, he glanced at her and naturally extended his hand to her. Fu Xianyin naturally handed him the books she was carrying and then freed her hand to put down the chair.
The interaction between the two did not escape Song Yaoge's notice, and a dark look flashed in her eyes.
Fu Xianyin was completely unaware.
Once she got into the zone of solving the problem, Fu Xianyin couldn't even hear the music playing during the rehearsal on stage. Her attention was completely focused on the questions she was writing down, and she couldn't spare a single thought for anything else.
After some time, Fu Xianyin felt someone touch her arm.
Gu Linzhao leaned closer to her, turned his head and whispered, "It's almost our turn, let's go backstage."
"Oh, okay." Fu Xianyin capped her pen, took her speech, and followed Gu Linzhao backstage.
Gu Linzhao timed it perfectly; Fu Xianyin had just recited the poem without notes when the host called their names.
She put down her speech and walked onto the stage one after the other with Gu Linzhao.
The moment Fu Xianyin stepped onto the stage, she heard whispers coming from below:
"Wow, who's that girl? She's so pretty. Is she a new transfer student?"
"I guess so. I think she's prettier than Song Yaoge. She's probably studying art."
"To be honest, shows featuring handsome men and beautiful women are really good for my eyes."
As the background music started, Fu Xianyin saw Chen Yan turn her head with a serious expression and say something, at which point the whispers subsided.
The rehearsal went smoothly, and both of them recited their lines fluently. Chen Yan watched from the audience with a satisfied expression, nodding repeatedly.
After the performance, Fu Xianyin returned to her seat and continued working on her practice problems.
She was very efficient tonight; she completed her daily tasks before the rehearsal was even over.
She took out the chemistry test paper tucked inside her math workbook and turned to look at the person beside her.
Gu Linzhao noticed her gaze, but continued writing and said, "Take a look at it yourself first, and wait until I finish this question."
Fu Xianyin: "Oh."
She couldn't understand it any longer, so she asked Gu Linzhao. Gu Linzhao didn't have time right now, so Fu Xianyin looked up and started watching the program.
Coincidentally, it was Song Yaoge's turn to perform on stage.
She was dressed in ethnic costume, smiling radiantly, and twirled gracefully on the stage.
Her colorful clothes fluttered as she swayed, and Fu Xianyin couldn't help but lean forward, wanting to lean over the seat in front of her to get a better look.
Before his chin could even rest, Gu Linzhao's voice rang out: "I told you to look at it yourself first, not to look at this."
He took Fu Xianyin's exam paper, and Fu Xianyin looked away and sighed, "I still won't understand even if I look at it again."
Chemistry was her Achilles' heel; compared to that, even biology, which was originally difficult, seemed less so.
Song Yaoge's program was already over. Gu Linzhao didn't explain the steps to Fu Xianyin completely. He only pointed out the general idea and then returned the test paper to Fu Xianyin, saying, "Try it again."
Fu Xianyin sighed, took the pen, closed her eyes briefly, and resignedly looked at the question that had tormented her for so long.
Gu Linzhao's approach wasn't very clear; he only offered a couple of points, providing Fu Xianyin with a direction.
Fu Xianyin knew that she had relied entirely on Gu Linzhao's explanations; if she hadn't thought about this step herself, she would have surely failed the exam.
But now, looking at this problem that has some clues but not much, Fu Xianyin feels that this is a form of slow suicide.
She held the pencil and hesitated for a long time before tentatively writing something on the paper, only to quickly erase it.
Gu Linzhao finished writing his own question and tilted his head to look at Fu Xianyin.
Having spent over a week sitting next to Fu Xianyin, he had gained some understanding of her study habits. Fu Xianyin was the type with exceptionally high concentration and efficiency; once she got absorbed in studying, she wouldn't hear a thing.
Therefore, not only could he not notice his gaze, Gu Linzhao even suspected that even during an earthquake, his deskmate could sit at the table without batting an eye and continue writing his test.
But this is actually a very good advantage.
In particular, Fu Xianyin is someone who can easily enter a state of extreme concentration.
In the same amount of time, with exceptionally high concentration and efficiency, Fu Xianyin can complete several more problems and memorize several more knowledge points than others.
This is talent, and a very generalized talent at that.
As long as Fu Xianyin wants to learn, and as long as she doesn't reject such things from the bottom of her heart, she will learn anything very well.
As Gu Linzhao watched the dark gray handwriting on the manuscript paper gradually become clearer and richer, the answer became increasingly apparent with each derivation of formulas.
His deskmate is really smart.
Last week, she knew absolutely nothing about chemistry and couldn't even answer the teacher's basic questions. But in such a short time, she's already able to write down some slightly more difficult questions with only vague hints.
Gu Linzhao's gaze moved from the pencil upwards, to the fair fingers, and then to Fu Xianyin's earnest little face.
I don't know what was going on, but Gu Linzhao suddenly felt a sense of pride for no reason.
I am proud of his smart deskmate.
After the rehearsal ended, Chen Yan clapped her hands. Gu Linzhao watched as Fu Xianyin wrote down the correct answer. He looked at the slight upturn of the girl's lips and chuckled softly.
"why are you laughing?"
Fu Xianyin turned around and looked at Gu Linzhao with a puzzled expression.
Gu Linzhao: ...
His smile faded slightly as he said, "It's nothing. The rehearsal is over. Let's go hear what Teacher Chen has to say."
Most of the programs were rehearsed before Fu Xianyin came to Beichuan No.1 Middle School, and they have been rehearsing for quite some time now.
Chen Yan was very satisfied with the rehearsal. She gave them a few simple instructions and then sent them back.
Back in the classroom, the bell rang just as evening self-study was ending. Cheng Zhaozhao packed her bag and skipped over to Fu Xianyin: "How was it, Yinyin? Did the rehearsal go smoothly?"
"It went very smoothly." Fu Xianyin gave a thumbs up. Lin Anxu, who was standing next to her, saw her dress and exclaimed in admiration, "Wow, beautiful sister has turned into a fairy sister."
"You have such a sweet tongue." Fu Xianyin packed her schoolbag, found the cheese bread she had planned to have as an afternoon snack in her desk drawer, and handed it to Lin Anxu: "Fairy sister is very happy and has decided to give you a bread to eat."
Cheng Zhaozhao, holding Fu Xianyin's hand, said as they walked out, "Hmph, you got such a good deal on this delicious cheese bread."
Lin Anxu chuckled, took a big bite of bread, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and followed the two girls out of the classroom with Gu Linzhao.
Unlike the cheerful atmosphere here, the air pressure around Song Yaoge was inexplicably low.
She silently packed her bag, declining several girls' invitations to go back to the dormitory with her, saying she seemed to have left something in the auditorium.
"Alright then, Shishi, we'll be going now."
See you tomorrow, Shishi.
"See you tomorrow."
Song Yaoge forced a smile.
Beside her stood only a petite girl.
Ji Zhumiao said, "Shishi, do you think Gu Linzhao might like Fu Xianyin?"
Song Yaoge was hit where it hurt. She caught her breath and stubbornly said, "I...I don't know. They've only been classmates for a short time. How could that be?"
Ji Zhumiao said, "But Gu Linzhao didn't watch your show today, did he? He was with Fu Xianyin, and wasn't Fu Xianyin talking to him the whole time? Shishi, do you think Fu Xianyin did it on purpose?"
Song Yaoge: "I...I don't know."
Ji Zhumiao: "And their relationship always feels a bit unusual. Shishi, tell me, what exactly did Fu Xianyin do to make Gu Linzhao treat her like this?"
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