Chapter 9
The bell rang for the end of get out of class.
There was a drizzle outside, so the morning exercise was cancelled.
Lin Jiu sat in his seat as usual, looking out the window.
Zhou Qing in the corridor relied on her height and held up the comic book in her hand. Zhou Kexin couldn't even touch it by standing on tiptoe.
Seeing the target within reach, Zhou Kexin came up with an idea and tickled Zhou Qing's armpits and waist with her hands.
Zhou Qing reflexively bent down and stepped back, lowering her raised hand quite a bit, but she reacted very quickly and nimbly avoided Zhou Kexin's outstretched hand.
Then, the two began a chase from the corridor to the podium.
Zhou Kexin was out of breath after chasing, and looked at Zhou Qing who was not far away and said, "Just lend it to me."
"If you come across this book, I will lend it to you." Zhou Qing still refused to give in.
Looking at the comic book that just arrived yesterday, Zhou Kexin decided to get it as soon as possible so that she could read the comics she wanted during the break.
After gathering her strength, she tried to use the same trick to make Zhou Qing bend over. However, this time Zhou Qing was well prepared and could counter her moves, so Zhou Kexin couldn't touch her at all.
Furious, Zhou Kexin grabbed her arms and pulled them down with her hands, but Zhou Qing was no pushover either.
The two were at a stalemate.
Suddenly, Zhou Qing's strength weakened, and her raised hand became much lower.
Seeing a good opportunity, Zhou Kexin stood on tiptoe, stretched out her hand to grab the book, and said proudly, "I found it, give it to me quickly."
Zhou Qing didn't react at all, she looked past Zhou Kexin and seemed a little dazed.
Following Zhou Qing's gaze, Zhou Kexin was stunned for a few seconds. Then, she instantly realized how indecent her actions were and began to falter awkwardly.
Lin Jiu, with his chin supported by one hand, saw everything and was a little curious about what they saw.
Following the line of sight, I turned my head to look at the front door, only to meet a pair of eyes with distinct black and white.
She was startled and her pupils dilated unconsciously.
After looking at each other for a few seconds, the other party looked away first, leaned against the door frame, took half a step forward, and entered the classroom.
Only then did Lin Jiu begin to pay attention to the boy's overall appearance.
He was tall, dressed simply in a dark blue sports suit, looking fresh yet calm. Among the other students in the blue and white uniforms, he stood out.
As for appearance——
A very standard face. Sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, a well-defined jawline, but not too hard, and a fair complexion, but not feminine, giving people a just right feeling.
Lin Jiu lowered his eyes and sighed softly.
It's the look she likes.
Before, she didn’t know what kind of boy she would be satisfied with, but now everything has become concrete.
All the classmates have seen him, so who is he and why is he here?
While Lin Jiu was thinking, the head teacher Yuan Hui appeared out of nowhere and led the boys to the back row.
Behind the boy followed a baby-faced man who was half a head shorter than him. He was carrying a bag in one hand and a stack of brand new textbooks.
Due to the appearance of these three people, the classroom was briefly quiet, but soon returned to its usual noisy state.
The boys didn't mind their presence; after all, they weren't pretty girls, so there was nothing surprising about them. Especially Ji Xin, who had been working on his homework after class, unperturbed by the outside world, and hadn't even raised his head the entire time.
Some of the girls were a little agitated, but they discussed the matter from a distance.
Standing next to the only empty table in the class, Yuan Hui pointed at the seat and said something to the boy.
The class was too noisy and Lin Jiu couldn't hear clearly because they were far away.
However, she probably guessed that it meant to let the boy sit in the empty seat.
After Yuan Hui finished speaking, the boy turned around and said a few words to the baby-faced man behind him.
The baby-faced man immediately put down his schoolbag and books, took out wet wipes from his pocket, carefully tidied up his desk, and then left with Yuan Hui.
After the two left, the boy sat down naturally, picked up a book from the table next to him and started reading.
The boy's deskmate——
It’s Meng Qinyang.
Turning around, Lin Jiu leaned back on the stool and curled a strand of hair with his fingers.
She thought she knew the boy's name.
When the seats were first assigned, she was only concerned with where she would sit and had no time to care about anything else.
Later, during a break, she went to clean the blackboard and stayed on the podium for a while. Bored, she carefully studied the seating chart.
She discovered... every seat in the classroom had a name.
Next to Meng Qinyang's name was Chen Miao. However, that seat had been empty until this boy showed up.
Then everything is clear, he is Chen Miao.
For some reason, he never came. But today, he came, it's that simple.
Lin Jiu inexplicably wanted to know.
Meng Qinyang suddenly had a new deskmate. What would his attitude be? What expression would he have?
Whatever you think in your heart will come true.
There was a bustling sound coming from the back door. It was Meng Qinyang and a group of people around him who came back.
As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw Chen Miao. He was a little surprised and quickened his pace.
Seeing Meng Qinyang's anxious look, Lei Yi guessed that Meng Qinyang and the boy were acquaintances and wanted to go over to get to know them.
However, Meng Qinyang discovered his intention and waved at him, indicating that he should not come over to disturb them.
So he had no choice but to give up and went back to his seat with the others.
"You're finally here, and you've already been to two classes."
Walking behind Chen Miao, Meng Qinyang raised his hand and patted his shoulder familiarly, but Chen Miao slapped him back with a loud "snap".
"ah--"
Meng Qinyang immediately wailed and cursed, "Chen Miao, are you sick? You're so strong, it hurts me to death."
After sitting down, he looked at the inside of his forearm and saw a large red area. He rubbed the red and painful area with his free hand.
Chen Miao flipped a page and said calmly, "Sorry, it's a conditioned reflex. Besides, the action of force is mutual. If you feel pain, I feel pain too."
Seeing Chen Miao's calm expression, Meng Qinyang really couldn't tell where he was in pain.
However, Chen Miao had said this much, which was quite considerate of him, so Meng Qinyang was too lazy to dwell on it.
He moved closer to Chen Miao and asked quietly, "Where's Secretary Zhou? Wasn't he with you yesterday?"
When he got home yesterday, he was shocked to see Chen Miao sitting on the sofa.
After greeting Chen Miao, he saw someone busy in the kitchen and later found out that it was his uncle's secretary.
The name is also quite funny, it's Zhou Mi.
When he heard it, he said, "You are really suitable to be a secretary."
Zhou Mi has been hearing such words so often since he became a secretary that he has become immune to them.
She smiled at him, brought a plate of freshly cut fruit for the two of them, and ordered some midnight snacks.
Although Meng Qinyang is not short of money, this is the first time he has enjoyed such meticulous care, and he feels very good.
He hoped Zhou Mi could stay in his house forever.
"Let's go back." Chen Miao put down the book, curled his lips, and looked at Meng Qinyang with a look of mental retardation. "How about he also come to class with me?"
"That's not what I meant," Meng Qinyang asked in a different way. "Will he still follow you in the future? Will he stay here forever?"
Looking at Meng Qinyang's eyes full of expectation, Chen Miao immediately understood his thoughts and mercilessly punctured his fantasy, "He will fly directly abroad today."
"Ah!? Why didn't your uncle leave anyone to take care of you?" Seeing his hope dashed, Meng Qinyang had no choice but to pretend to speak for Chen Miao, as if he was indignant for him.
"Take care of me?" Chen Miao sneered, "I don't need anyone to take care of me."
Meng Qinyang didn't believe Chen Miao's nonsense. Judging from the way Chen Miao acted yesterday, he didn't look like someone who didn't need care.
So Meng Qinyang imitated Chen Miao's tone in a sarcastic tone and repeated what he had just said.
Looking at Meng Qinyang's exaggerated expression, Chen Miao said word by word with a deathly smile, "Meng Qinyang, are you itching for a fight?"
Looking at Chen Miao's slightly raised right hand, Meng Qinyang begged for mercy: "No, I was just kidding."
Chen Miao has been going to the martial arts school whenever he has free time since he was a child. He has received formal training and his hand strength is extraordinary. Meng Qinyang can't stand it.
When he was a child, he once mischievously provoked Chen Miao, and ended up being pinned to the ground by him, unable to move.
Later, he learned his lesson in front of Chen Miao, and would show weakness when necessary and never try to be aggressive.
Seeing Meng Qinyang's obedient face, Chen Miao was too lazy to argue with him and directly threw the book he took from him on his desk.
He did not grow up with his cousin, but they would meet or talk on the phone during holidays and winter and summer vacations.
He knew Meng Qinyang very well, and he had always had this messy personality.
When Meng Qinyang saw the English book with the three big words "Meng Qinyang" written crookedly on the table, he realized that Chen Miao had just been reading his book.
"What are you doing with my book?"
"I want to check your learning progress." Chen Miao tilted his head. "I'm sorry, I didn't get any useful information from your book."
In Meng Qinyang's English book, there are only a few black underlines and nothing else.
"You know I don't like English." Meng Qinyang muttered.
He is good at other subjects except English.
He really didn't like learning such a foreign language, but he had to learn it. He had to take the exam, and he also needed to use this language to communicate when traveling abroad.
Every time he could only suppress his disgust and listen to the English teacher talk.
In his opinion, listening to the lectures was good enough, and taking notes was absolutely impossible.
Even though he was a bit of a slacker, he could score more than 90 out of 120 in English when he was in junior high school.
He was very satisfied with this result, so he planned to continue this style of work in high school.
Meng Qinyang had just stuffed his English book to the bottom of the pile when the bell for class rang, and he gave up the idea of talking.
Lin Jiu, who witnessed the whole process, saw that the two had stopped interacting, so he turned around and sat up straight, ready to attend class.
Although there is one more person in the class, the classes are still the same and they are taught as usual without any impact.
On an ordinary day, Chen Miao officially became a member of Class 1402.
He did not go on stage to introduce himself.
However, that day, the whole class knew his name through various channels.
After taking a shower, Lin Jiu lay on the bed with his eyes closed. The wind blew past, bringing a cool feeling, which was very comfortable.
Suddenly, she heard rustling noises from the bed next to her. She guessed that Zhou Kexin had finished washing up and went to bed.
Then she heard the sound of turning pages, and the sound became clearer and clearer. When it reached a certain distance, the sound no longer became louder.
Lin Jiu opened his eyes, measured his height, and looked towards Zhou Kexin. He found that she was facing him, lying on her stomach, reading a book.
It’s the book I used during the break.
While playing, Zhou Kexin came across this book. Logically, Zhou Qing should have lent it to her in the morning.
How come he was still reading this book after all day? So Lin Jiu asked, "Haven't you finished reading this book yet?"
Hearing this, Zhou Kexin said unhappily, "I wasn't in the mood to watch it during the day, but now I feel a little better."
Zhou Qing was originally playing with her phone. When she heard this, she laughed: "Why, you still have an idol burden? Isn't it just that when the handsome guy came, your image was not so good, so you are angry all day?"
It would have been fine if she hadn't said anything, but once she did, Zhou Kexin got angry, put down the book, and yelled upwards, "As for this, it's all your fault."
"Hey...you yelled at me...you were acting strangely during dinner, you were not in a good mood towards me, and you are still like this now." Zhou Qing's face was very bad, and she stretched out her hand directly on the bed, "Return the book, I won't lend it to you anymore."
"I won't." Zhou Kexin's temper flared up, and she started to argue, "You said you'd lend it to me if I saw it. You can't go back on your word."
Zhou Qing lay on the upper bunk, looked down at her and said, "Your attitude now makes me very angry. I won't lend it to you. Give it to me."
"I won't give it to you. I'll give it to you after you finish reading it." Zhou Kexin held the book, looking as if she was determined not to give it to him.
Seeing this, Zhou Qing pretended to get off the bed.
Lin Jiu really didn't expect that a casual question he asked would actually trigger a war, and he was just trying to mediate.
Tang Yue, who was originally hanging clothes on the balcony, heard the noise and came over. She persuaded Zhou Qing to stay in bed.
Now, it is best for Zhou Qing not to get out of bed, so as to avoid the quarrel escalating again.
Seeing Tang Yue coming, Lin Jiu felt a little more at ease. He sat on the bed, ready to provide support at any time.
Tang Yue understood the contradiction, after all, the three of them had dinner together.
I originally thought that Zhou Kexin and Zhou Qing would be well the next day, but I didn't expect that such a small matter could escalate into a bigger problem.
Looking at Zhou Kexin, she asked, "Before, when you were with Ji Xin and Meng Qinyang, I didn't see you paying attention to your image. Why are you so concerned this time?"
Zhou Kexin pursed her lips. "Ji Xin only has eyes for Wen Min. He doesn't even look at us... He doesn't even know I'm standing next to him."
"...That's true," Tang Yue asked, "What about Meng Qinyang? He's not a bad guy either..."
Zhou Kexin rolled her eyes. "He runs outside as soon as get out of class is over. I'm nowhere to be seen all day. I don't even have a chance to embarrass myself."
Tang Yue: “…”
Lin Jiu: “…”
Zhou Qing poked her head in: "My overall image wasn't very good at the time, so I didn't say anything..."
"If you had lent it to me earlier, would this have happened?" Zhou Kexin looked at Zhou Qing angrily and muttered softly, "Why do you have to make such additional demands?"
Tang Yue raised her hand to stop them, signaling a pause: "Hey, Chen Miao just joined our class and doesn't even know who you are. After a while, he'll have completely forgotten everything. What's the point of you arguing here?!"
Zhou Kexin: “…”
Zhou Qing: “…”
Zhou Kexin had already vented most of her anger, but she still remained stubborn, with only a little bit of momentum left: "That's not good either. Who doesn't want to leave a good impression in front of a handsome guy..."
Zhou Qing suddenly interjected, "What's the point in leaving a good impression? With two beautiful women like Zhuo Ling and Wen Min, why would they pay attention to us?"
It hurts.
It's not that they're not good enough, but that Zhuo Ling and Wen Min shine too brightly. In terms of looks alone, they're both top-tier. It's human nature to judge someone by their looks before their inner qualities.
Zhou Kexin snorted softly. She knew what Zhou Qing meant, but she still had to retort, "You're so superficial."
"You're making such a fuss because he's handsome," Zhou Qing asked back. "If it were an ordinary person, would you take it seriously?"
Zhou Kexin was silent. If she were an ordinary person, she would not even notice the person coming.
Seeing that both sides had calmed down a lot, Tang Yue suggested that they shake hands and make peace and stop there.
Zhou Qing reluctantly extended her hand first. Zhou Kexin saw the hand in the air and shook it hesitantly.
When Zheng Ying came out of the bathroom, the room was calm and there was no sign of the storm just now.
After their small quarrel, Zhou Kexin and Zhou Qing became closer and gathered together to talk in private.
Tang Yue lay on the bed, looking at them, and sighed, "Ah, women... their expressions change faster than turning the pages of a book."
Lin Jiu looked at the ceiling and thought, it's finally resolved. Otherwise, she would have become the "criminal" who triggered the bloody incident with that one sentence.
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