Chapter 15 So stupid
Given Grandpa Zhou's status, he often sent Zhou Yanchuan to training camps when he was a child. Here, they are doing military training, while Zhou Yanchuan is going home.
Although the other students around didn't know any of this, they all knew that Zhou Yanchuan was a formidable fighter, even before they had seen his face.
Upon hearing this, they all immediately showed expressions of anticipation, as if watching a show unfold.
Chen Yu made no move.
Actually, he didn't necessarily want to stand out. It's just that after experiencing the feeling of being ostracized by everyone for a day after the transfer, he became inexplicably irritable and found fault with everyone.
Especially the one in front of me whose eyes seem to be looking out of the sky.
I immediately wanted to roll up my sleeves.
At that moment, a clear, crisp female voice suddenly broke in.
"classmate."
The person opposite him, who had remained expressionless, raised their gaze.
Chen Yu turned his head.
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw the girl standing not far away: "You called me?"
“Yes,” Wen Jiu nodded and explained, “The instructor asked me to take you to get your clothes.”
As the two walked down the street, Chen Yu couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why did I ask you to help me get my clothes?"
"Maybe it's because I'm the class monitor."
"You're the class monitor?" He looked on in disbelief.
"Um."
What's your name?
"Wen Jiu."
“Wen Jiu,” Chen Yu nodded repeatedly, “then I’ll call you class monitor from now on.”
"..."
"Do you know my name? Chen Yu, Chen with ears to the east, and mountains and islands."
Wen Jiu nodded: "I know."
"How did you know?" Chen Yu asked in surprise.
"You introduced yourself when you arrived."
"..."
"Hehe, I forgot."
After collecting the clothes with the others, Wen Jiu stopped in her tracks as she was about to leave.
"This is common when you first arrive in a new environment."
Chen Yu was taken aback and turned his head to look at the girl who had suddenly spoken.
Wen Jiu turned to look at him: "It's not that people dislike you, they just need time to get used to it."
*
Chen Yu took the clothes back to his dormitory. After being comforted by the girl, he felt much better than he had been in the afternoon.
He was humming a song when he pushed open the door and bumped into Zhou Yanchuan, who was coming out of the bathroom.
She changed into a black t-shirt, her hair wasn't completely dry, and slightly long wisps of hair hung down in front of her forehead.
The boy glanced at him, then casually looked away and walked straight toward the table.
Chen Yu was stunned for a long time, never expecting to be in the same dormitory as this guy.
When he arrived, everyone was in military training, so he didn't see them.
As for the others, they don't seem to have returned yet.
The room was quiet, without a sound.
If it were anyone else, they would be incredibly embarrassed to suddenly run into this after having just had a heated argument.
Fortunately, Chen Yu was shameless and said, "Didn't expect me to be here?"
"?"
"I didn't expect that either."
"..."
Zhou Yanchuan: "If you have nothing to say, you don't have to say anything."
"If you say you won't tell me, then I won't tell you either. Wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing?"
"ill."
"..."
A brief silence fell over the room, followed by a few seconds: "Why aren't you going to eat?"
Zhou Yanchuan paused for a moment while drying his hair, then continued: "I don't want to eat."
"oh."
After Chen Yu finished speaking, he didn't say anything more. While he was struggling with whether to go out and find someone to ask where the restaurant was or not eat, the person in the chair suddenly stood up.
He looked at him suspiciously: "Where are you going?"
"Dining room."
"Didn't you say you don't eat?"
"Mind your own business."
*
The flags on the playground fluttered in the wind, and the boys sang and danced under the night sky.
If you ask when military training is most comfortable, it's during the free performance time in the evening.
Faced with the dance challenge from Class 8 next door, Lu Fengyuan clapped his hands and gestured, "Quick, someone come here?"
The group of people looked at each other, their eyes filled with both the urge to bring glory to their class and the shyness and embarrassment of being in front of others.
They were shy themselves, yet they encouraged those around them.
"You've studied dance, go now."
"I'm sorry."
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about."
The line was noisy, and no one stood up for a moment.
Boos and jeers erupted from the neighboring Class 8.
Zhou Yanchuan glanced at the two people beside him: "Don't you know how?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Feng and Su Shun both blushed and said shyly, "We're sorry."
Actually, it wasn't that he was really embarrassed at this point, he just needed someone to give him a push. Zhou Yanchuan tugged at his lips and said, "Go if you want to."
"Are you really going?" the two asked hesitantly, but their faces were already flushed with excitement.
Zhou Yanchuan was too lazy to say anything more, so he simply kicked out and said, "Go away."
Upon seeing the two figures suddenly rise from the group, the crowd cheered and applauded.
The two bowed to each other and said, "Please."
"Please go ahead."
"I give up, what are they doing?"
The group burst into laughter, and the intense and lively atmosphere vanished instantly.
But at the very moment the music started, the two boys who had walked to the center of the open space jumped at the same time.
"Aaaaaaah!"
"Wow!"
Screams erupted from the crowd.
The perfectly synchronized movements seemed to be edged with gold by the streetlights, shining with a sharp, clean edge.
They suddenly leaned in and then jerked away, the force of their physical collision filled with youthful wildness.
The girls in the front row blushed, while the boys in the back row couldn't help but whistle.
"Wow, he's so handsome!"
Chen Yu looked on with envy and turned to Zhou Yanchuan: "Do you think I could achieve the same effect if I went up and performed the eighth set of broadcast gymnastics?"
"..."
When the dance ended, thunderous applause erupted.
Once someone starts, many more will follow.
Lin Meng looked at Ning Yixue dancing in the middle with envy in her eyes.
Wen Jiu noticed her gaze and said softly, "You can go if you want."
"Me?" Lin Meng denied it repeatedly. "I can't. I've never learned to dance, and I'm not a very good singer."
Wen Jiu subconsciously said, "No one says you have to be really good to perform."
Lin Meng was startled, as if something had struck her, and a flash of inspiration struck her.
She never imagined it could be like this.
In her subconscious, she believed that only those who were good at something could perform.
"What if people laugh at me?" she asked, expressing her concern.
Wen Jiu looked at her and said, "You've achieved your goal."
"Um?"
"The purpose of performing is to make people happy. If they laugh, it means you've succeeded."
Lin Meng's eyes suddenly lit up, like sparks ignited, spreading with joy, "My deskmate."
"Um."
I like you so much.
Wen Jiu was caught off guard when the girl hugged him.
His body suddenly stiffened, and his expression changed completely; the natural composure he had just displayed was gone.
She stood there blankly, letting people hold her.
Zhou Yanchuan looked up and saw the girl being hugged by the person next to him, a smile appearing in his eyes: "So silly."
*
The more fun they had last night, the more their legs trembled as they stood at attention, like the ginkgo tree at the school gate in autumn, its leaves falling softly, and their legs shaking uncontrollably.
Even though they were shaking like sieves, they didn't dare to relax at all until they heard the instructor's command.
Because it might happen accidentally—
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