Chapter 8 Do Many People Like Him?
Cen Nian collected her thoughts, took out her math textbook and notebook, and listened to the lecture attentively. Liu Chao lectured at a moderate speed, but for Cen Nian, it was a bit difficult for her to understand. However, the students under the podium all nodded as if they understood.
Cen Nian became even more desperate, pouting slightly. In his peripheral vision, he saw Jin Siyang sitting casually but with his back straight. His eyes fell on the blackboard, and he occasionally lowered his head to write something.
When the bell rang, many students ran out with their notebooks to ask the teacher for help. Cen Nian was still looking at the notes he had just taken.
In a trance, the shadow of a head slowly approached her. She tilted her head and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Tong Yue's eyes were filled with gossip: "I found something interesting."
"What is it?"
"You were staring at Jin Siyang just now."
Cen Nian was stunned for two seconds, and his ears instantly turned red: "What? I didn't. I was just looking...looking at the blackboard."
Tong Yue was obviously unconvinced: "It's okay, everyone loves beauty. I'm just feeling sad that there's another person in this school who likes Jin Siyang."
"Does he have a lot of people like him?"
Tong Yue said it very frankly: "Of course, he's the most handsome boy in the Affiliated High School, and his grades are very good. He started participating in various competitions in his freshman year, so not only are there girls in the Affiliated High School who like him, but there are also many people in other schools who like him."
Cen Nian nodded and hurried to explain: "But don't get me wrong, that's not what I meant."
"Hahaha, just kidding!"
Tong Yue asked again: "Cen Nian, where did you transfer from?"
This question was not only curious to her, but also to many people in the class. So just as Tong Yue asked, the boy at the table in front of her turned around and asked, "Yes, new classmate, where did you go to school before? Was it a particularly awesome school?"
Cen Nian smiled a little embarrassedly: "No, I'm from Ningcheng, City C. It's just an ordinary high school, and the ranking is not very high."
"Huh? Then why did you come to our place?" asked the guy with a buzz cut at the table in front of me. "It takes several hours by train."
Cen Nian pursed her lips and hesitated for two seconds: "I transferred schools because of family matters."
The boy asked casually: "What's the matter?"
The girl at the front desk couldn't stand it anymore. She picked up the book on the table and hit the boy with a stick: "Song Ze, you haven't finished your math homework yet. It's time to hand it in. Besides, how can you, a guy, have so many questions!"
Song Ze seemed to wake up suddenly: "Damn, I almost forgot to make up my homework."
He turned back and took his math test paper and continued to make up for it. The girl sitting in front of Cen Nian turned around and shrugged helplessly: "See, men are just gossipy like that."
Song Ze was unconvinced: "What man? I'm a boy, OK?"
The three girls looked at each other in tacit understanding, and then laughed.
"My name is Zhu Zhiyao. Will you come to the cafeteria with us after school at noon?"
Cen Nian looked at the girl in front of her. She had the same ponytail as her, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, and a particularly bright smile.
She couldn't help but sigh that the girls in the affiliated high school were all so beautiful, each with her own beauty.
Zhu Zhiyao smiled after seeing her nod and said, "Don't worry, follow me. I'll take you to the best food counters in the cafeteria. But we have to run fast because the delicious food is in short supply."
Tong Yue chimed in, "I have reason to suspect the Affiliated High School cafeteria is using some kind of hunger marketing scheme."
Song Ze slowly raised his hand while doing his homework: "I agree!"
Throughout the morning, everyone in the class was a little curious about this new student, and they kept looking in her direction intentionally or unintentionally. Many of them even came to inquire about her grades.
Cen Niancai had just looked at the academic leaderboard posted at school. Her grades weren't good enough in the eyes of those 600-point scorers. But when someone asked her, she didn't lie: "My grades aren't very good."
"Don't be so modest, new student. Do you know that our class seven is the rocket class? How can you get in if you don't have good grades?"
Cen Nian was busy proving: "It's true..."
Zhu Zhiyao had a cheerful personality and seemed even more forthright, but she seemed to understand Cen Nian's dilemma and could only wave her hand. "Alright, you guys, Cen Nian is already in our class, there's no way she can run away. We'll know about the grades later, right? Ask, ask, my ears are buzzing."
There are many students with good grades in the affiliated high school, and even more of them have good family backgrounds.
Zhu Zhiyao accounted for two of them.
One good thing about the school is that it does not publicize the family background of students, but the most gossipy things about students in private are family conditions and relationship issues.
So everyone in the grade more or less has a consensus, that is, Jin Siyang has an extraordinary family background, he wears limited edition shoes, goes home in a Bentley, lives in Chengze Mansion, and the surname Jin is too special, so people who know how to dig out his family background can easily find out.
However, Jin Siyang himself is low-key and never talks about these things on his own initiative, nor does he participate in any related topics.
Then there is Zhu Zhiyao, who has been learning ballet and piano since elementary school. Her family does not have enough financial resources to afford such expensive tuition. When she occasionally wears casual clothes, everyone can still see the brand logos on her body.
Zhu Zhiyao was popular and everyone was happy to listen to her. After hearing what she said, those who had been asking questions left.
Cen Nian breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zhu Zhiyao with grateful eyes, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome!"
The morning classes passed by in a flash, and the pointer moved slowly towards 12. The sound of chairs being moved came from the classroom. Cen Nian was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the affiliated high school would also go all out to rush to the cafeteria. It seems that there is still a down-to-earth side to it.
Cen Nian was lost in thought and didn't realize the bell had rung. Zhu Zhiyao and Tong Yue hurriedly shouted, "Cen Nian, run!"
"Oh, here they come!" Cen Nian ran after them immediately. When she ran outside the teaching building, she remembered that when she just started running, Jin Siyang was still sitting in his seat, looking unhurried.
Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about him.
This wasn't the first time she'd "robbed" the cafeteria. When she was in Ning Middle School, she'd often run there. However, she'd underestimated the size of the attached middle school.
After running for a while, I was so tired that I felt dizzy.
After finally catching up with Zhu Zhiyao and Tong Yue, she was panting with exhaustion. Zhu Zhiyao and Tong Yue looked at her with a smile: "It's obvious that you lack exercise. It's okay. You can definitely build up your physical fitness by running a few more times."
Cen Nian slowed down and said, "The Affiliated High School is too big. The cafeteria and the teaching building are so far apart."
She finally understood why there were sounds of people getting ready to go near the end of school. If they were late, they would be at the back of the long line.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of the person who wanted to cultivate immortality and not eat.
Cen Nian didn't have any dietary restrictions, so Zhu Zhiyao recommended several must-order dishes to her. She decided to try one every day, one meat and one vegetable, which was just right.
They chose a seat near the cafeteria entrance, from which they could overlook the sports field outside, a green lawn and a red running track. When the weather was good, the scenery was even more beautiful.
Cen Nian was eating seriously when a tall figure blocked some of the light and shadow at the door. Cen Nian bit the rice in his mouth and looked towards the door. Jin Siyang walked in slowly, followed by a few boys.
Jin Siyang and his group walked towards the second floor together. Cen Nian was silent for several seconds, and finally couldn't help asking, "Is the second floor also a cafeteria?"
"Yes." Tong Yue said, "The dishes on the second floor are more diverse and more expensive."
I see.
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