During the Monday break, Shengxia attended the flag-raising ceremony of the Affiliated Middle School for the first time. The provincial key school is a provincial key school, and it is so rich that it even broadcasts the flag-raising ceremony on large screens, one on each side, which are usually hidden on the light stand. This was the first time Shengxia saw it.

The person who gave the speech under the national flag today was a representative of the freshman class of high school, a very smart girl, but she looked a little nervous.

With such a large screen and such a close lens, every blink can be seen clearly.

Shengxia couldn't help wondering, what would be the effect of magnifying Zhang Shu's face? What expression would he have when he read such serious content with his unruly face? With thousands of people nodding in the audience, was he nervous?

She suddenly felt a little sorry that she didn't see it last week.

"This effect is far worse than Ah Shu's speech last week!"

"Is there no better way?"

"Set a record last week? It should be included in the documentary of the affiliated high school."

The students on duty who stayed in the class were also participating in the conversation from a distance, chatting about last week's flag-raising ceremony.

The boy sweeping the floor suddenly made a "tsk tsk tsk" sound, and stood beside Zhang Shu's desk, looking at the crumpled piece of paper in his hand, "Damn, is Zhang Shu talking to Sheng Xia?"

"What?"

Zhou Xuanxuan turned her head and said, "How is that possible? Zhang Shu was eager to watch Chen Mengyao rehearse on weekends."

"How about you take a look?" The boy waved the piece of paper in his hand, and several people gathered around him.

Zhou Xuanxuan took it, and another girl also looked closely and read it word by word:

"What do you want to ask?"

“Question Mark”

"You can ask me."

"no."

"You know all of them?"

"No?"

"Okay, of course, you're the best."

"Speechless."

"If you don't know, just ask me, don't go out and embarrass yourself."

"oh."

After reading it, the girl rubbed the goose bumps on her arms and said, "Oh~ My god, how disgusting!"

The boy who found the note said: "I can tell at a glance that this is their handwriting, it's so easy to recognize."

Shengxia's handwriting is as beautiful as a copybook. We have all seen it on Fanwen Wall. Zhang Shu's is a little sloppy, but it is also very recognizable with its flying dragons and dancing phoenixes.

Zhou Xuanxuan frowned: "Looking carefully at this conversation, it's actually nothing."

Another girl thought about it and overturned her previous idea, "Yeah, it's only been a short time since the start of school, how is it possible? Shengxia looks so well behaved, you boys just like to talk nonsense and ruin people's reputation!"

"This...I didn't say anything?" The boy pouted.

Another boy said: "I think Shengxia's answers are all quite normal. It's Zhang Shu who is the only one making nonsense."

"Hahahahaha, don't say that, it's so disgusting!"

Zhou Xuanxuan glared at the boy, "Zhang Shu likes Chen Mengyao, right?"

Everyone knew that Zhou Xuanxuan and Chen Mengyao were close. Chen Mengyao often came to the class to look for Zhou Xuanxuan. In addition, she had pursued Lu Youze before, so everyone in Class 6 was also very familiar with Chen Mengyao. The boy put his hands down and did not dwell on this topic. He walked aside to start a brotherly conversation.

"Don't you think it looks better in midsummer?"

"Overall, she is quite elegant. I haven't looked at her face carefully. Her figure... I have no impression. It seems that she keeps her head down every day."

"She lacks presence, not as eye-catching as Chen Mengyao. But, one time when I was standing next to her getting water, she turned around and her face was exactly like Tou's... I can't explain it."

"How do you describe it, a ghost?"

"Angel is more appropriate, right?"

"Do you like her?"

"No, no, no, don't talk nonsense, just say it looks good, okay?"

After the flag-raising ceremony, Shengxia went to get some water. When she lined up, she found that almost all the people were from Class 6, including the students on duty today. Shengxia found it strange. Usually, students on duty would take the opportunity to get some water or go to the bathroom when everyone else was at the flag-raising ceremony. Why were they all lining up behind her today?

And she didn't know if it was her illusion, but they were all looking at her intentionally or unintentionally, which made Shengxia feel uncomfortable. She nodded to Zhou Xuanxuan, who was relatively familiar with her, as a greeting.

Zhou Xuanxuan also smiled, "Good morning, Xia Xia."

The girl next to Zhou Xuanxuan called her, "Shengxia, wait for us, let's go back to class together."

The girl who was talking was Zhou Xuanxuan's deskmate, whose name seemed to be Li Shiyi. Shengxia had hardly spoken to her, but Shengxia still nodded and said, "Okay."

She stood aside waiting, and heard Zhou Xuanxuan waving behind her, "Mengyao, over here!"

In the middle of summer, I saw a girl with chestnut curly hair walking towards me with a water cup in her hand. She had a bright smile on her face. She was wearing a blue and white school uniform on her upper body and a pair of ultra-short jeans with the edges vaguely visible on her lower body. She wore her canvas shoes with the heels stepped on as slippers.

The morning sun slanted into the corridor, and the long legs were shining white.

Many people around her turned their heads to look at her quietly.

She is Chen Mengyao, really dazzling. Shengxia's gaze lingered on her face briefly, then politely looked away.

Chen Mengyao was the last in line. Several boys let her go first. She thanked them politely and said to Zhou Xuanxuan, "Xuanxuan, wait for me."

"That's for sure." Zhou Xuanxuan replied.

So, Shengxia could only wait along.

Chen Mengyao took the water and took Zhou Xuanxuan's arm, "Let's go."

So Li Shiyi took Shengxia's arm, and the four of them walked side by side.

Shengxia felt more and more uncomfortable. It was a very strange feeling, as if she was inexplicably dragged into a gathering of unfamiliar close friends.

Zhou Xuanxuan said: "Have you finished rehearsing?"

Chen Mengyao said: "We still have a rehearsal tonight."

Zhou Xuanxuan said: "Your training in Dongzhou has ended? Are you still going?"

Chen Mengyao said: "Of course I will go. I will keep running back and forth before the art exam."

"What about your academic subjects?" Zhou Xuanxuan asked concernedly, "Some of the schools you want to attend require very high academic scores, right?"

Chen Mengyao sighed: "I don't know either. I probably still need to take extra classes, but they are so expensive."

"Looking for Zhang Shu? You don't want to use such a good resource?"

Chen Mengyao pouted: "Let's talk about it later. I don't want to pay attention to him."

Zhou Xuanxuan extended her arm and patted Chen Mengyao on the shoulder, "Hey! Is it really okay for you to leave our class 6's most popular, top student, and handsome guy alone like this?"

Chen Mengyao smiled and said nothing.

Chen Mengyao was in Class 4. When she got to her class, she went in. Before she entered, she turned around and called out to Zhou Xuanxuan, "Wait for me to have lunch together at noon?"

Zhou Xuanxuan made an OK gesture.

Chen Mengyao also made a heart shape with her hands and squinted one eye to wink, looking very energetic and pretty. Before retracting her gaze, her eyes swept across Shengxia's calm profile without leaving a trace.

Shengxia, who was walking with her head slightly lowered, naturally didn't notice it, and she didn't even notice the boy behind her whispering.

"I think you're right. It looks better in midsummer."

"Is that right?"

"She's really beautiful. She hasn't dressed up yet. It's very obvious when the two of them stand together. Chen Mengyao is just like this after all. In the middle of summer, she is still a blank slate."

"Yes, I feel pretty much the same way, but I can't describe it."

"No wonder Zhang Shu broke his leg."

"Hahaha!"

On the evening of Teachers' Day, the whole school watched the performance in the lecture hall. The senior high school students were like beasts out of their cages, extremely excited, and the entire senior high school teaching building was in an uproar.

The evening show once again overturned my perception of the "academic masters" group. The quality of the show was many times higher than that of No. 2 Middle School. Sometimes I really don't understand why God is so partial. How can someone be so good at everything?

Shengxia had learned to play the guzheng for many years and was once the main performer in the school. However, her guzheng was broken during a quarrel between Sheng Mingfeng and Wang Lianhua. After that, Sheng Mingfeng bought her a better one, but she never touched it again.

Seeing the neatly-organized folk music band on the stage, Shengxia's fingertips moved on her knees.

The performance led by Chen Mengyao was the climax of the whole evening. It paid tribute to "High School Musical" and included singing, dancing and situational performances. The atmosphere was very enthusiastic. At the end of the performance, except for Class 4, the cheers from Class 6 were the loudest.

When Chen Mengyao took her bow, she waved towards Class 6. Everyone started to make a noise again, looking at Zhang Shu and then at Lu Youze.

The play is even more exciting than on stage.

"Will Zhang Shu go to offer flowers later?"

"Isn't he a fan of Chen Mengyao's account?"

"It's still a very expensive foreign peony. Tsk tsk, it's really a waste of money for Brother Shu!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"So love is so strange. Even so, the goddess still didn't get together with him. Isn't it tragic?"

"If Zhang Shu can't catch up with her, who can?"

"The RMB can be pursued, for example, Master Lu!"

"Hey, if it were you, would you choose the prince or the school hunk?"

"I'm not the school beauty, is this something I can choose?"

"True, but can the three of them finish their series before graduation? I won't be gossiping about the hottest girls in high school and the affairs of the rich second generation when I'm in college."

“Hahahaha, I don’t know.”

Shengxia sat back and heard all the whispers around her.

She looked at the back of the head in the front row. He had his elbows on the armrests, his chin propped up, looking at the stage. What kind of expression would he have? What expression would he have when he looked at someone he liked?

It should be like watching the rehearsal that day, focused and absorbed.

After all, it's not the look you give to a fool.

Shengxia shook her head. What on earth was she thinking about?

At the end of the evening, all the performers came on stage for a party. The background music was youthful and exciting, and the colorful ribbons were fluttering. Many audience members rushed up to present flowers. Chen Mengyao was holding several bouquets of flowers, and her whole body was covered. But there were no peonies in her arms.

The audience gradually evacuated the lecture hall. Shengxia saw the beautiful head walking in front and did not appear on the stage to present flowers.

Shengxia returned to class and studied for a while before packing up to go home. She didn't notice that it was getting late. It was late at night and she took a shortcut through Wenbo Garden. When the car passed the community garden, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Don't you already have a lot of flowers?" Zhang Shu leaned against the stone table in the pavilion and spoke coolly.

"Ah Shu, are you jealous?" Chen Mengyao stood aside. She had not yet taken off her stage makeup, with her eyebrows flying into her temples, red lips and white teeth, which made her particularly bright in the night.

Zhang Shu sighed heavily.

He stood up and walked in front of Chen Mengyao, looking down at her. The distance was very close. From Shengxia's perspective, he could kiss the girl opposite him if he lowered his head slightly. The atmosphere was ambiguous and tense.

As he was walking, he seemed to notice the sound of the electric donkey on the driveway and his eyes swept over to that direction.

Shengxia hurriedly accelerated and drove away from the Qiongyao Theater without looking around.

It was dark, and she didn't know whether he saw her or not. After all, she ran into him one after another, and they were all quite private matters, so Shengxia was still quite panicked.

Zhang Shu looked at the back of the white car disappearing around the corner and raised his brows slightly.