Sound personality, independent development, patriotism, and global vision.

If I could become such a person, my youth would be worthwhile.

As Shengxia silently recited these words, a feeling that could be called "shock" suddenly arose in her heart.

Or should we say resonance.

"Oh my god, was this written by Zhang Shu or by you, Xia Xia?" Xin Xiaohe exclaimed.

Shengxia thought of the sentence "someone told me..." and felt a little embarrassed, but the most important theme was his own, "he wrote it."

"Is it true? Not copied?"

Amount...

The initial version was indeed written by him later, and he basically only referred to the logic and expression of some speeches.

“It’s not copied.”

Xin Xiaohe was shocked: "When a man has been away for three days, he should be treated with new eyes. Is it really only three days? In these three days of vacation, Zhang Shu can become a three-good youth? Please give him more vacation."

After the flag-raising ceremony, the crowd moved from the square to the teaching building. The first and second graders had to pass the third grade teaching building to go back to class, and Class 6 was at the very edge of the first floor. The other third grade classes also had to pass Class 6 to go upstairs.

So in the summer, a few people stayed in the classroom and listened to the students passing by talking about Zhang Shu.

Especially those in the first and second year of high school, their tone is full of admiration and curiosity.

"Zhang Shu is surprisingly so handsome."

"When that face appeared on the big screen, I thought the people backstage had switched to some talent show..."

"Three points were deducted from the overall score, how terrible..."

"If there are such people, which window did God close?"

"Hey, this is their class, look."

"It's a parallel class..."

Xin Xiaohe listened silently and said with emotion: "What a great honor! Is Zhang Shu famous now?"

Shengxia nodded: "Yeah."

People came back from the class one after another, and everyone seemed to be in a good mood. Perhaps, as Xin Xiaohe said, they felt honored.

Zhang Shu was almost surrounded by people walking towards him from a distance, arms around each other's shoulders.

Beside him, besides the students from Class 6, there were also the ones squatting by the skylight.

When they arrived at the corridor of Class 6, no one left and they sat together on the two tables in the corridor, laughing and joking. Their laughter almost blew the ceiling off, and everyone who passed by turned around to look at them.

"Brother Shu is awesome! He read the script so naturally. Tell me the truth about who wrote it. He is such a talented person!"

"Is it really written by Ah Shu himself? I can testify to this."

"Really? I don't believe he could write something like this. I'm walking upside down!"

Zhang Shu's mouth curled up, and he smiled triumphantly, "Even if you pee upside down, this manuscript was written by your brother Shu."

"Hahahahahahahahaha, Ah Shu, can you have a little idol baggage?"

"Really, Ah Shu? You're awesome! I didn't expect you to be so positive."

Zhang Shu: "When have I ever been crooked?"

"I believe you are honest. How can I be afraid of you when you are so upright? You are useful to the country and the world. You are a vigorous and upright young man. You are awesome!"

"Awesome, awesome! I may not be educated, but I am awesome!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Shu," Liu Huian seized the opportunity, "Didn't someone tell you that it is useful to the country and the world? Who said that?"

"Yeah!" Wu Pengcheng also responded, "And the saying 'If you are mediocre, at least be a good person', isn't that talking about me? It has a connotation."

Hou Junqi retorted: "At least, at least be a good person!"

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Zhang Shu laughed, "How come I didn't know you were listening so seriously? You were nitpicking on the words."

"Of course, no matter whose brother is speaking."

"I dare say that this morning was the most serious speech under the national flag for everyone, not just us, okay?"

Zhang Shu stopped and said, "That's enough, that's enough, let's stop here, stop blocking the way."

Their group was so dazzling that many people who were about to pass by Class 6's corridor took a detour and walked through the lawn.

"Tell me who said that!"

"What's there to hide?"

"It's made up! Is it okay?" Zhang Shu continued to urge people, "Hurry up and don't act wild in our class. If you don't leave, do you want me to perform a handstand here?"

"Tsk~"

"He has a bad temper and is difficult to serve!"

"Hahaha!"

A few boys walked away, pushing and shoving each other, looking back every few steps, their laughter echoing throughout the corridor.

Young people really have endless energy to spend.

Zhang Shu entered the classroom. There were still many boys teasing him. He said a few words to avoid them, went to his seat, pulled out the chair and sat down, then picked up the water cup and gulped down the water.

My mouth is dry after talking for so long.

The students who passed by his seat all looked at him with smiles, some with admiration and some with joking expressions. Zhang Shu drank the water without changing his posture, occasionally nodded in response, and slowly shifted his gaze to the people around him.

His desk mate was very calm and didn't say anything?

It's a pleasant cooperation anyway, isn't it?

There is no time for these in midsummer.

Just now, when she was bending over to look for her exercise book in the middle bookcase, her eyes inadvertently glanced at his open schoolbag hanging on the back of the chair, which contained a pair of sports knee pads.

If he didn't happen to buy the same pair himself, then it would be the pair she gave him. Judging from the tightness, they have been used.

Has he opened it already?

Did he see it?

Why didn't he react at all?

Is he very angry?

Does he know that it was given by her?

A string of questions flashed through Shengxia's mind like lightning, and with each question, a crackling fire appeared in her mind - it was almost burning her eyebrows.

Shengxia lowered her head, and her pale lips could be vaguely seen from the side.

"Are you sick?" Zhang Shu asked.

Shengxia looked over and said, "Ah, no."

The sound is somewhat unnatural.

Zhang Shu put down the water cup and put the back of his hand on her forehead. Cold?

Sheng Xia suddenly stood up because of his action, her lips turned even paler, "You, what are you doing?"

At first, they were not noticed because of the hustle and bustle around them. But now, even Xin Xiaohe, Yang Linyu and Lu Youze looked over and asked, "Xia Xia? What's wrong?"

Xin Xiaohe looked at Zhang Shu with a puzzled and questioning look.

Zhang Shu was also a little confused. He was just abrupt and his hands were faster than his brain. But she seemed to have been trembling before that?

Because she usually has red lips, white teeth, and delicate and translucent skin, any change in her complexion is very obvious.

She looked like she had just come out of an ice cellar...

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Shu ignored Xin Xiaohe and looked at Shengxia and asked persistently.

His reaction to her probably means, he doesn't know it was a gift from her, right?

Shengxia then realized that she had overreacted. She shook her head and sat back in her seat. "It's nothing. I... have a stomachache."

She could only use the universal excuses that girls always use to get away with it.

Everyone understood that it was normal for a girl as shy as Shengxia to react like this, so they stopped surrounding her to make her even more embarrassed.

Xin Xiaohe walked up to her and asked, "Can I get you some hot water?"

Shengxia said: "No need, Xiaohe, I still have water, thank you."

Xin Xiaohe still looked at her worriedly. She was fine just now?

"Then call me if you feel uncomfortable."

"good."

Then Xin Xiaohe said to Zhang Shu: "Stay away from her. Don't get close to fairies."

Zhang Shu was speechless: ...

In the last two classes, Shengxia could clearly feel a kind of care called "Don't get close to the fairy", which came from Zhang Shu.

He hardly ever spoke to her and sat far away from her. Whenever she made the slightest movement, he would glance at her, as if with eyes that seemed to be afraid that she would suddenly stand up again.

She dropped her pen and was about to bend down, but he had already reached out and handed it to her, saying, "You'd better stop moving."

midsummer:……

Not necessarily.

At this moment, she became the one who felt guilty.

She didn't have a stomachache, she looked like a scumbag trying to gain sympathy.

After school was finally over, she just went to the after-school care store to pick up her lunch tray when she saw Zhang Shu and Hou Junqi walking into the store one after the other.

After the first and second year of high school started, the after-school care centers became crowded.

After getting her meal, Shengxia saw two girls sitting at a table. She took the tray over and asked quietly, "Classmate, is there anyone here?"

The two girls were stunned, as there was clearly an empty table next door.

"no."

"Is it convenient for me to sit here?"

"Of course."

Sit down in midsummer.

Zhang Shu and Hou Junqi passed by Shengxia with their plates. Hou Junqi said "Huh" and greeted her, "Little Shengxia?"

Shengxia sighed silently where he couldn't see her. Couldn't she just pretend not to see her?

"Hmm?" She looked up.

"Come and sit down?" Hou Junqi said as he walked and turned back.

Shengxia said, "No, I'm almost done eating."

Hou Junqi glanced at her plate, which she hadn't even taken two bites of, and asked, "Is this all you're going to eat?"

midsummer:……

Zhang Shu had already sat down at the next table and looked at Hou Junqi speechlessly, "You're so worried, why don't you help her eat?"

Hou Junqi sensed that the atmosphere was not right and finally shut up, sitting down and concentrating on eating.

The two girls sitting at the same table with Shengxia looked at each other, and finally looked at Shengxia, seeming to want to say something but stopping themselves.

Shengxia made eye contact with them, and one of the girls summoned up the courage to ask in a low voice: "Classmate, do you know Zhang Shu?"

Shengxia didn't think this was a good topic, but she still nodded honestly, "Yeah."

The girl's eyes lit up, "Do you have a crush on him?"

Shengxia understood that this was caused by someone opening his screen this morning.

She shook her head. “No.”

It wasn't true to lie, but she didn't want to get herself into trouble.

The girl looked disappointed and said, "Okay."

Another girl nearby consoled him, "He looks very cool, but that also shows that his social circle is very clean, right?"

Shengxia ate in silence, thinking: She has his Q. If Q, then he is not clean? Does she look like a bad girl? What kind of language logic is this?

At this time, the aunt brought three bowls of brown sugar and egg fermented glutinous rice wine, "Our boss gave these to the girls."

Not only the three of them, but all the girls in the store were there. Everyone was flattered. Some turned around and thanked the boss. The boss smiled elegantly, "Back to school benefits!"

One boy pretended to cry: "Why don't we have it?"

The boss said: "Boys are poor, so boiled water is enough."

"Be a girl in your next life."

The girl opposite me murmured: "It's very thoughtful, but why give me this on such a hot day? It would be much better if it was watermelon juice..."

Another said, “Yeah.”

In midsummer, I just feel that it is good to have any welfare. I scoop up a mouthful of fermented glutinous rice, which is hot and sweet.

After lunch, Shengxia had put what happened in the morning behind her. Her whole mental state improved in the afternoon. Zhang Shu saw that she had recovered well and couldn't help wondering: She was in so much pain in the morning, but a bowl of fermented glutinous rice wine was so effective?

Girls are truly magical creatures.

After class, Xin Xiaohe came over to ask, "Xia Xia, are you feeling better?"

Shengxia was stunned, remembering that she had deceived her best friend, and felt guilty.

Her cheeks flushed pink, her eyes sparkled with moving ripples, and she turned her apology into gratitude, saying, "Much better, thank you so much."

Xin Xiaohe's eyes widened slightly: What does she have to thank for?

Zhang Shu frowned and turned his head: ??? What does she have to thank me for?