She wrote an argumentative essay. If he couldn't understand it, didn't it mean that there was something wrong with her chain of arguments?

Shengxia lowered her voice and asked, "Zhang Shu... Can't you understand my composition?"

"Just get to the point and don't keep calling me by my name." Zhang Shu twirled the pen and glanced at her.

Shengxia: ...Isn’t the purpose of giving a name to be called by others?

Thinking about it, she just nodded, "Oh, then my composition..."

“That’s pretty cool,” he said.

His tone was perfunctory and even a little fierce just now. Shengxia understood the situation and did not continue asking.

She looked very depressed when she lowered her head. Now it was Zhang Shu who was confused. Wasn't it okay to exaggerate?

"Do you really think I don't understand?"

Shengxia felt hopeful again: "Do you understand?"

Zhang Shu was speechless when asked, "Even if you haven't eaten pork, have you seen a pig run?"

He can't write, but does that mean he has no appreciation for art?

Shengxia said seriously: "Then why can't you write it clearly..."

Zhang Shu looked down at the comments he had written. He was just trying to save time.

Then he took his composition from her hand and saw her beautiful and neat handwriting. She could write a comment so elegantly?

All right. Back on track.

He crossed out the words "unclear and sharp" and wrote behind them: "The volume is not good..."

Before I finished writing the last word, I heard a soft warning in my ear, "Write more civilized..."

Zhang Shu was impatient and glanced at her. The girl rarely shivered, and her eyes were full of determination.

He paused, crossed out Niu Wei, and wrote: The paper is excellent, the writing is excellent, the argument is excellent, the logic is excellent, super excellent!!

Zhang Shu: "Are you satisfied?"

midsummer:……

□□After Fu Jie explained the material, it turned out that Zhang Shu’s idea could only be considered a third-rate idea and could not score high.

He didn't care much about it. He just looked at Shengxia's paper over and over again, thinking about something. Shengxia could only use his paper to attend the class.

It was not until the end of class that he returned the paper to her and then went out with Hou Junqi.

Lu Youze came to collect the essays and took a look at Shengxia's paper. "Shengxia, your handwriting is getting better and better!"

"Thank you." She didn't know what to say.

"Zhang Shu's name is not written on the paper," Lu Youze took out Zhang Shu's composition and put it on the table, "You write it for him."

Lu Youze also had to collect the papers from other groups.

"Oh, okay." Shengxia wrote the number of sheets in the name column.

Hand it in.

After dinner, Shengxia went to the fruit store as usual and bought a glass of cucumber juice.

It is actually freshly squeezed cucumber syrup. The boss said it is only available for a limited time in summer. I really like the sweet taste in the summer, which is refreshing and cool.

She and Xin Xiaohe walked slowly from the north gate to the classroom.

Talk about homework, exams, and Zhang Shu.

Speaking of the phrase "unclearly impressive", Xin Xiaohe laughed so hard that she covered her stomach. "If he wasn't such a jerk, he would probably be popular with both men and women. In fact, the boys in our class like him very much. They envy and admire him. The girls don't dare to approach him, but there are still many girls who like him. The girls in other classes are simply crazy when they talk about him."

Shengxia was a little curious: "Then why doesn't he have a girlfriend? Is it for studying?"

Xin Xiaohe's eyes suddenly became mysterious: "What do you mean by study? Do you see that he is wholeheartedly devoted to study?"

Midsummer shook his head and said no.

After sitting next to Zhang Shu for two days, she also discovered that Zhang Shu was a punctual student. No matter it was morning, afternoon or evening study, he would arrive in the classroom on time. He would be late occasionally, but never early.

But according to Xin Xiaohe, he will leave late.

He is also a day student, but he will finish the third evening study with the boarding students. If he has not finished his homework, he will continue to write until the school lights out bell rings.

"He looks lazy, but he is actually quite self-disciplined," commented Xin Xiaohe.

Shengxia sipped the cucumber juice and nodded, "It's not easy for a top student to learn so well."

Xin Xiaohe held her hot water and sighed: "There are many people who work harder than him. One percent of talent can crush ninety-nine percent of hard work."

"Come to think of it," Xin Xiaohe whispered, "It doesn't matter how many girls like him. Everyone knows that he has been chasing Chen Mengyao for many years, from junior high school to now, and he still hasn't caught up with her."

Shengxia: “Why…”

Xin Xiaohe: "Because she's poor? Actually, she's not poor. Her conditions are just average. But for a girl like Chen Mengyao, she is considered poor. That girl said she wants to be a star in the future. Who wants to date a poor boy? The guys in the vocational high school gave her bags and cell phones. I heard some even gave her cars. She doesn't like those nouveau riche. Chen Mengyao wants to pursue a rich and well-mannered young man like Lu Youze..."

Shengxia asked: "Do you know her too?"

"Who, Chen Mengyao?" Xin Xiaohe was quite surprised that Shengxia would talk to her. "My roommate, Zhou Xuanxuan, the arts committee member of our class, was in the music club with Chen Mengyao and Zhang Shu. She and Chen Mengyao have a very good relationship and know everything."

In the midsummer, I sipped cucumber juice in silence.

If you have a very good relationship, would you tell your friend everything? It's a strange friendship.

So, Zhang Shu suddenly got the first place in the exam and worked hard to make money just to save face in front of the girl he liked?

It's not easy for such a proud person.

But, you can't commit a crime...

"What are you thinking about?" Xin Xiaohe saw her lost in thought and joked, "Are you attracted to Zhang Shu?"

Shengxia shook her head quickly and changed the subject: "I was just wondering if I should also take one more evening class before going back..."

Although she would study late into the night when she got home, her efficiency was never as high as in the classroom. She had been thinking about this problem for several days.

Xin Xiaohe said: "It's already half past ten, aren't you afraid to go back?"

"Afraid..." Shengxia quickly compromised.

Xin Xiaohe said: "Let's make the most of every second we have."

The two returned to the classroom and each buried their heads in their homework.

Shengxia was concentrating on solving a problem when she heard someone knocking on the window. She turned around and saw two girls standing outside the window, hesitantly pushing and shoving each other.

Shengxia didn't know them, but still opened the window.

One of the girls was pushed forward, and tremblingly handed over a gift box, and said softly: "Classmate, can you help me give this to Zhang Shu?"

Shengxia was stunned for a moment.

Maybe she looked embarrassed, so another girl said, "Just put it on his desk. Thank you."

Then they put the box on the windowsill and walked away, pushing and shoving each other.

midsummer:……

Someone in the classroom also noticed this and enthusiastically explained to Shengxia: "It must be another birthday present for Zhang Shu. Just put it in his drawer."

"Oh, okay."

Shengxia bent down and wanted to put the box into Zhang Shu's drawer, but she saw that the drawer was already filled with two gift boxes of different sizes...

She guessed that it was probably put there by a classmate and did not need to pass by her.

This guy is really popular.

So she could only put it on the table for him.

Five minutes after the evening training bell rang, Zhang Shushan arrived late. Shengxia was still hesitating whether to say goodbye to him, when she saw him naturally pile the gifts on the ground, not looking surprised at all.

She gave up.

Shengxia thought that was the end of it, but the next morning, before morning reading, she helped him collect two more gifts. The situation was similar to last night, and he just piled them on the ground as usual, without looking at them or opening them.

So where did those go last night?

Shengxia didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but when she thought of the girls' eyes full of admiration and expectation, she couldn't help it.

"Number of sheets..." she called him softly.

Be careful.

Zhang Shu turned his head and asked, "What do you want me to do again?"

What does "again" mean?

It seems she hasn't spoken to him today.

He's really, a little weird.

But since she had already spoken, Shengxia still planned to finish her words, "Aren't you going to open the gift?"

Zhang Shu looked at her carefully, his eyes pondering, "You want to tear it down?"

Before she could say anything, he picked up the stack of gift boxes from the ground and placed them on her bookcase. "Here."

midsummer:……?

"Don't you girls love to open presents?" he asked when he saw that she didn't move.

Shengxia felt sorry for those girls. How could he just let others open their gifts? "This is a gift from someone else. It's very thoughtful!"

There was some anger in her voice.

It's fresh.

Zhang Shu raised his eyebrows: "Hmm?" What does that mean?

He seemed to understand in an instant, and felt a little innocent. "Then shouldn't we take it back and dismantle it here?"

Shengxia was embarrassed. She had brought trouble upon herself. "Oh, that's good."

Just don't throw it away.

Zhang Shu laughed out of anger, stared at her slightly flushed face, and shook his head speechlessly.

The clay Bodhisattva was so kind-hearted that he stood still.

Since he would open them, she also had a gift for him.

I didn’t go home for lunch in the summer. After lunch, I took a taxi and went straight to Yifang Bookstore.

The boss wondered, "No class today?"

"Yes, I... want to buy a book on criminal law." Shengxia said.

"Criminal law book?" The boss stepped out of the counter to find one for her. "Do you want the law or the textbook?"

Shengxia asked: "Can ordinary people understand the law?"

"That should be possible."

"Then let's just say the law."

The boss handed over a small red book. Shengxia spent a long time looking for the catalog. She found the crime of [making, copying, publishing, selling, and disseminating □□ items for profit] in Chapter 6, Section 9 of the Special Provisions. She paid the money and was about to mark on the book, but she thought of something and stopped. She called the boss again: "Boss, can you do me a favor..."

After returning from the bookstore, it was still early, so Shengxia went to the stationery store and bought an exquisite gift box and put the little red book at the bottom. Then she thought it was a bit unkind to give this to someone on their birthday, so she went to the sporting goods store next door and bought a set of sports knee pads and put them in the gift box.

While everyone was taking a lunch break, she stuffed the gift box into Zhang Shu's drawer.

Zhang Shu still came to class on time in the afternoon. When he took out his book, he saw the gift box, but he didn't have any special reaction. He took it out and placed it on the table as usual.

He didn't open it until after school, and left with three or two gift boxes as usual.

And the tense nerves in midsummer have never relaxed.

She imagined many scenes of him seeing the law. He would be angry and would definitely guess who sent it. He might even have a sinister look in his eyes...

He wouldn't think of her, would he? His partners, his buyers, those girls who have a crush on him and pay attention to him every day... It's all possible.

But what if, by chance, you think of her?

She didn't care about that anymore, she just hoped he could turn back from his wrong path.

In fact, many people, especially boys, don’t even know that this is a crime, right?

He is so smart and has a bright future. He won't mess around with such things and will definitely be able to weigh the pros and cons.

Thinking of this, Shengxia felt better.

After a short break after dinner, she still felt restless in the midsummer. She opened the window. The wind was hot in the summer evening, which did not relieve her anxiety at all. For a moment, she even hoped that he would find out sooner, so that he could die sooner and be reborn sooner.

She decided to go to the North Gate to buy a glass of cucumber juice.

It was almost evening and the cucumber juice was in short supply and had already sold out. The boss enthusiastically offered to peel the cucumbers and squeeze them for her right away.

She couldn't refuse the kindness, so she had to wait.

When she got the cucumber juice, the bell for evening classes rang urgently, and Shengxia hurriedly trotted back to the classroom.

Lu Youze was distributing the essays from the previous two days. Everyone was comparing their scores. Fans were swirling in the classroom and papers were flying everywhere.

Shengxia was glad that this was the situation and took advantage of the chaos to quietly enter the classroom.

Fortunately, Zhang Shu arrived earlier than her.

She crawled into her seat from behind him, still breathing heavily, and noticed that there was something wrong with his air pressure.

Before she could sit down steadily, Zhang Shu suddenly turned towards her, with his feet on the crossbar of the chair and his hands on the back of her chair, as if trapping her in a corner. He twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at her with a forced smile.

"midsummer."

This seemed to be the first time he called her name.

He spoke every word with gnashing teeth.

He found out?

Shengxia's rapid breathing quickened, and she looked back at him with bated breath, as if waiting for judgment.