"What are you doing..." Zhang Shu was very tall. Chen Mengyao felt an unprecedented sense of oppression and stepped back slightly.

Zhang Shu retracted his gaze from the lane and looked at the bright face in front of him. He suddenly felt that she was nothing like Zhang Sujin. Zhang Sujin never beat around the bush, and her eyes were always direct and sharp.

She only looks like that when she sings, especially when she holds the guitar, her posture and voice are exactly the same. He seems to be able to see Zhang Sujin's appearance when she was young, full of charm.

On that night of military training, she sang a song by Zhang Sujin, which I couldn't find anywhere else.

The sound is so harmonious that it makes people feel trance-like.

"I'm curious, why do you think I'm jealous?" Zhang Shu asked back.

Chen Mengyao was frightened by the sudden questioning tone, and it took her two seconds to come back to her senses, "I don't pay attention to these things, my sisters all said so."

"Your sister, who?"

Chen Mengyao had not expected this kind of move. "I have so many sisters. I am listing them all to you? Is this the point?"

Zhang Shu chuckled, "Are they still saying that I started pursuing you in junior high school and was devoted to you even though I couldn't get you?"

Chen Mengyao choked up, sensing that Zhang Shu's attitude was somewhat unfriendly tonight, and she didn't know whether she should go deeper into the topic.

She had clearly come to question him why he didn't send her flowers, and had clearly come to hint that he could take things a step further, so why was she the one who was nervous now? Sometimes she was annoyed by Zhang Shu's nonchalant attitude, because she couldn't see through it and it was hard to deal with it.

She chose to take a step back and put on a nonchalant expression, saying in a tone of "How can you not take a joke?" "Zhang Shu, what are you doing now?"

Zhang Shu suddenly didn't know what to say. He was not good at dealing with these things.

Normally, he treats all his friends, male and female, the same. But in terms of language, he is much more polite when talking to girls. Although he may say something sarcastic occasionally, he is not as unscrupulous as he is with boys.

So now he didn't know how to proceed with this kind of "showing cards" conversation. He had never had a thorough conversation with a girl before, and he was afraid that if he said something mild, it would be useless, and if he said something harsh, it would hurt her.

It's very difficult!

He never really cared about rumors, because they didn't have any real impact on him, and if he refuted some words in public, it would be a slap in the face of the girl. This aspect was not important to him, but it didn't mean it was not important to the girls. So he basically chose to ignore the rumors.

But this rumor is too exaggerated. If it spreads further, he will become a romantic saint.

Life is too short to be a romantic saint. He would rather go on a journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

"Chen Mengyao, have I ever told you that I like you and that I want to pursue you?" Zhang Shu hesitated for a long time, but finally spoke directly and got to the point.

Chen Mengyao was startled and said, "What do you want to say?" Indeed, he had never said anything. With his personality, he would act directly when he liked something. Saying such things was not in line with his character.

Zhang Shu considered his words carefully and continued, "First, I don't like you, so there is no such thing as jealousy;

Secondly, I don't know where those rumors that I have been pursuing you since junior high school came from. If you find it bothering, then I'm sorry. If you enjoy it, then I won't deny your face. But we must be clear that this is nonsense. We didn't even know each other in junior high school, right?

Third, you really sing very well. I hope you become a big star. I can be your fan then, but that is different from me liking you.

Fourth, I sent you flowers because you said that a performance is considered successful only if someone sends you flowers. My sister also said that, and I think it makes sense. My sister likes peonies very much, and I think all girls like them. I see you like them too. Those flowers are very expensive, at least to me, so it’s not an insult to you, right? Now that you have so many people sending you flowers, you are very successful, so you don’t need a bouquet from me.

Fifth, I think the recent rumors are a bit outrageous, so I didn't send it this time to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings. You blocked me in the middle of the night just for a few questions from your sister? Do I have to send it to you? I'm really poor, sister!

sixth……"

He was so focused on counting that he didn't notice that the girl in front of him had a dark complexion and her hands were clenched into fists, trembling slightly.

"That's enough, stop!" Chen Mengyao interrupted in a deep voice. She couldn't listen any further from the beginning, "We didn't even know each other in junior high school, right?"

Is that right?

Bullshit.

First, second, third, and sixth? With such a good eloquence, why don’t you learn broadcasting?

Zhang Shu raised his eyes and stopped beeping.

It’s so annoying. It’s so annoying to sell cards. I might as well sell pancakes.

"You mean you've never liked me?" The girl's voice was as arrogant as usual, as if Zhang Shu's words just now did not stir up any waves in her heart. She was just a proud swan, questioning the tourists on the shore who took pictures of her but did not feed her.

"Yes!" Zhang Shu nodded, not understanding why she suddenly had such a persistent look in her eyes. "You don't like me anyway, so why do you care about this? Or is it that big stars are like this, and everyone has to like you?"

Chen Mengyao said: "They all said that I was too arrogant in front of you, is that right?"

Zhang Shu didn't understand: "What?"

"If I say, let's be together, will you still say you don't like me?" Chen Mengyao took a deep breath.

What kind of logic is this? Zhang Shu crossed his hips in annoyance, "Aren't you chasing after Lu Youze? Why? You know he's going abroad anyway, so why are you looking for a backup?"

"I..." Chen Mengyao was suddenly speechless, "I'm not pursuing him anymore. I know you targeted him for this before... Well, these are two different things, and they are all in the past. Do you want to be with me or not?"

Zhang Shu was completely confused. "Why should I be with you? No, first of all, I'm not targeting him because you're chasing him, he's the one who provoked me, understand?"

Chen Mengyao asked back: "Do you really not like me?"

Zhang Shu spread his hands and said, "Yes, do you still need to prove this?" Isn't this very hurtful?

As he stretched out his arms, Chen Mengyao suddenly moved closer to him, as if to jump into his arms.

Zhang Shu was quick to move. He supported her shoulders with both hands and pushed her out. He had no more thoughts in his mind and could not think of anything else. He started to talk without thinking: "I have never dreamed of you in my sexual dreams. What do you think?"

“…”

Chen Mengyao froze, and the surroundings were deathly silent.

The evening breeze blows through the camphor trees, making a rustling sound.

"Fuck, are you evil? I heard some outrageous rumors outside, and I panicked. I still want to be friends. If you really like me, we can't be friends anymore." Chen Mengyao took two steps back, crossed her arms, and put on a relaxed expression. "Okay, it's okay then."

Zhang Shu:?

At this point in the conversation, Zhang Shu actually knew what was going on. She had come to question him like this, so what else could he not understand? But since the girl chose to take a step back and retain her dignity, there was no need for him to drag her down and trample on her pride.

Wu Pengcheng had told him before that Chen Mengyao was very vain, both materially and spiritually, and loved money and enjoyed being surrounded. He did not comment, saying that everyone is a little vain, and it was a bit too much to comment on a girl like that.

It's just about saving face, forget it.

"I'm leaving." Chen Mengyao turned around and waved.

Zhang Shu stood there and enjoyed the breeze. He glanced at his phone and saw that it was almost ten o'clock.

No wonder that coward walked out of the neighborhood.

The first monthly exam is here. This exam is more important to Shengxia than to other students.

This will help test her adaptation to the secondary school.

In the week before the exam, Shengxia was almost in a state of panic. She reviewed until very late every night. Wang Lianhua had to urge her several times before she fell asleep. Her dreams were full of questions, and she was almost crazy.

I can't help feeling sleepy during the day, so I make tea to stay awake in the hot summer.

She liked the scent of jasmine tea, so she brought some to school. Once it was brewed, the whole classroom was filled with fragrance. During the break, Fu Jie came to her desk and asked what brand of tea it was.

Shengxia was also unclear, and only said, "I bought it at home, I don't know either."

Fu Jie praised: "Jasmine is a perfect match for you. Its fragrance and beauty fill the branches. It is fragrant and white, and everyone praises it."

This compliment was too direct. Shengxia felt a little embarrassed and looked at Fu Jie with a smile. She no longer blushed easily. She just warmed up slowly, and she would be much better after getting familiar with her.

Across the aisle, Fu Jie's words penetrated Zhang Shu's ears. He went through the lyrics of "Jasmine Flower" in his mind: What a beautiful jasmine flower, fragrant and beautiful, filling the branches, fragrant and white, everyone praises you, let me pick you and give you to someone else...

It is beautiful, fragrant and white, why would you give it to someone else?

What strange words and logic.

This song is so stupid.

The exam was just as Xin Xiaohe had described before. The two rows of seats were moved to the corridor, and some space was created between the seats in the classroom. Then the exam started. The teacher just handed out the exam papers and went about his own business during the exam. He didn't really watch the students, and came back to collect the exam papers at the end. He was completely relaxed.

The speed of grading papers at the affiliated high school is not exaggerated. There is a Chinese test in the morning and a math test in the afternoon. In the evening, both subjects are graded. The class representative already knows the scores. Lu Youze told Shengxia: "You got the first place in our class in Chinese."

Shengxia was surprised and said, "Really? I thought it would be a step backwards."

"Really, you'll be fine." Lu Youze encouraged.

Shengxia smiled back with gratitude, and she suddenly gained some confidence in other subjects. She relaxed her mind on the next day's English and comprehensive science exams, and actually felt that the difficulty was not that great. Before the exam, she had reviewed several sets of abnormal questions from the affiliated high school in previous years, and felt that the monthly exam was only of medium difficulty.

But when it came to evening study, her mood was like a roller coaster, and suddenly fell to the bottom.

All the grades for all subjects were released, and the grade rankings were announced during the second evening class. This speed fully demonstrated the principle of immediate feedback.

Ranked 43rd in the midsummer class, 9th from the bottom, and over 1,600th in the grade.

My ranking in the class improved by two or three places, but my ranking in the grade is much worse than before.

This shows that she is better at adapting to the joint entrance examination papers than the papers independently set by the Affiliated High School. This sounds like mixed news, but it is actually bad news. The papers independently set by the Affiliated High School are of higher quality than the joint entrance examination papers. This is a consensus among everyone. Many candidates with connections privately ask extracurricular tutoring institutions to take the Affiliated High School papers to do.

Midsummer came out of her previous comfort zone and suddenly walked into the dangerous beach of reality, and she fell hard.

Even though she had prepared herself mentally, she still felt uncomfortable.

The progress of the Affiliated High School is at least one semester faster than that of the Second High School. The senior year content has been completed in the second year of high school, and the senior year content will be reviewed again during the senior year supplementary class period. The first round of review will begin after the official start of school.

So Shengxia spent the entire summer vacation in tutoring classes to catch up, with classes lasting more than 12 hours a day.

When she came to the Affiliated High School, her efforts were totally different from those in the Second High School, but her grades did not show it at all. Especially in mathematics, she put most of her energy into mathematics during this period, but she could only barely pass the passing line, 91 points, sixth from the bottom.

This is her true level when she was not nervous at all. If she was nervous, I wonder how bad it would be.

Are the efforts of the past two months just self-admiration?

Her eyes fell on her exquisite pen holder and colorful water-based pens.

She is really just a poor student with a lot of stationery.

After the second evening study session, Shengxia was still looking at her paper and sorting out the wrong questions. She had no intention of leaving. Or rather, she didn't even know that the class was over. She didn't even hear the bell.

Zhang Shu discovered that she had not drunk a single sip of water during the entire evening study session, which was rare, nor had she gone out to the bathroom.

She was like a scanner, always looking over the test paper over and over again. She only looked up to check the answers when the teacher showed the explanation on the whiteboard.

She didn't do anything too drastic, but it was unusual enough.

Xin Xiaohe didn't notice anything, but noticed that Shengxia hadn't gone home yet, so she asked, "Xiaxia, are you going to the third period of evening study?"

Shengxia raised her head and exclaimed, "Ah!", as if she had just come out of her own world. She turned her head and looked at the half-empty classroom, "Oh, I have to go home."

Xin Xiaohe said: "Well, in case there is no one on the road, it's weird. You go back. If there is a new analysis, I will keep it for you."

"Yeah, thank you."

"You're so polite, baby!"

Shengxia was packing up her things and wanted to take the test paper home to have a look at it again, but the math test paper was snatched away by a hand that reached out from the other side of the aisle.

Zhang Shu looked at her paper and raised his eyes. "Can I explain it to you?"

What are you doing? That look of pity you give to a fool again.

Shengxia wanted to take the test paper back, but couldn't move it. She whispered, "Thank you, but I can't do it now. I have to go home."

"I'll take you there later," said Zhang Shu.

Shengxia's eyes widened, and she felt that the surroundings suddenly became quieter.

Does he know what he is talking about?