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The Yifang Bookstore was deserted in the afternoon, with only the sound system playing gentle and melodious French songs.

The sunlight came in through the window, forming a halo around the girl.

The girl heard the footsteps and slowly raised her head, her eyes seemed to be filled with a pool of clear spring water.

"Ah Shu..."

She called him, her voice light and soft, like a dandelion floating across the wilderness.

"Ah Shu..." She looked at him and slowly stood up. "I have been working on this problem for a long time. Can you explain it to me?"

Zhang Shu walked closer, the halo dissipated, and the girl's face and body became clear before his eyes. She was as white as porcelain and as smooth as jade.

He lowered his head to look at the questions, but saw that the test paper was filled with the girl's beautiful handwriting, sheets and sheets of it, filled to the brim.

He looked up, but before he could say anything, the girl threw herself into his arms with a naughty smile, "I was wrong, I was wrong, Ah Shu can punish me."

The girl's lips were as soft as a milk doll, and Zhang Shu seemed to be kissing the clouds.

He trapped her between the table and his chest, resisting the urge to break her waist, his forearms supporting the tabletop tightly.

"Ah Shu Ah Shu..."

"Ah Shu Ah Shu..."

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Zhang Shum/*?* woke up with a hum.

There was a dense layer of sweat on his head. He looked down and sure enough, there was a bulge on Xia Liang's quilt, and it was a little wet.

Zhang Shu held his forehead with his hand and cursed: "Fuck!"

He checked the time. It was six in the morning.

Where does the afternoon sunshine come from?

It’s fucking heaven and earth.

Zhang Shu got up to take a shower. Under the shower head, the boy's shoulders were broad and his forearms were firm. He lifted his hair and tilted his head back to let the cold water wash over his flushed face.

How many times has this happened?

Every time I touch her, I have sweet dreams at night. At first I couldn't see her face, I could only hear her voice, then I could see her face, but her clothes were intact, this time...

He didn't touch her this time?

The young man couldn't help but curse in his heart, "Fuck!"

Is this all Zhang Shu has achieved?

When I looked at Hou Junqi’s treasures in the past, they never had such an aftertaste.

Hou Junqi even laughed at him for being incompetent.

But he really didn't feel much. It seemed interesting at first, but it was the same every time he looked at it. He couldn't remember the face at all. He forgot it as soon as he saw it. It was unlike Hou Junqi who could tell who it was just by looking at one part.

Is this something that will become addictive once in a while? It makes people irritable.

Zhang Shu walked out of the bathroom while wiping his hair. As he turned a corner, he bumped into Zhang Sujin who was leaning against the wall with her arms folded.

"Fuck, sis, what are you doing so early in the morning!"

Zhang Sujin looked at the boy's increasingly clear face and strong shoulders, "My Ah Shu has grown up."

Zhang Shu paused in wiping his hair and looked at his sister suspiciously, "What are you doing? Infiltrating you?"

Zhang Sujin said: "Then why are you taking a shower so early in the morning? Didn't you just take a shower last night?"

"It's hot." Zhang Shu walked over and shook the water droplets off his hair.

Zhang Sujin looked at the young boy who was a head taller than her with a teasing expression and said unforgivingly: "The air conditioner in your room is set to 16 degrees, are you hot?"

"Why do you control me? Do I need to pay your water and electricity bills?" The boy went into the room, put on his class uniform and came out.

"Tsk tsk," Zhang Sujin sighed, "He looks so handsome even in a piece of rag, worthy of being Zhang Shu, right?"

The young man laughed proudly and arrogantly, "It doesn't matter whose brother it is."

In a flash, she realized that he was wearing something he designed, and changed her tone, "No, it's just a piece of rag? Look carefully at the pattern, isn't it at the level of an artist?"

Zhang Sujin smiled and poked his forehead.

"We don't have to prepare food today, so why are you getting up so early?" Zhang Shu asked.

"I'm making breakfast for you. I didn't expect someone to wake up earlier than the chickens. I don't have time to cook anything." Zhang Sujin entered the kitchen and brought out two bowls of wontons. "They're frozen. Just eat them."

Zhang Shu slid his long legs onto the dining chair, ate contentedly, and said vaguely: "When you don't have to prepare food in the future, just take a break. You don't have to make breakfast for me. I'll go out and take care of it casually."

Zhang Sujin raised an eyebrow: "Oh? You feel sorry for your sister, why are you so gentle recently?"

Zhang Shu: "You can listen to it if you want to."

Zhang Sujin said: "You won't be able to find a girlfriend this way!"

Zhang Shu looked at his sister with a look that said, "You're sick." "Other parents are worried about their children falling in love too early, why are you like this?"

He keeps asking around every day.

"The reason why we can't fall in love too early is that most people have poor judgment and can't protect girls," Zhang Sujin smiled, "but I think Shu has his own judgment and can protect girls. Didn't he learn on his own that brown sugar can relieve menstrual pain?"

"This is common sense, okay?" Zhang Shu lowered his head unnaturally and said, "Don't worry about it."

"It's you!" Zhang Shu finished his meal in a hurry and looked up at Zhang Sujin. "You're in a relationship, so don't you go on a date on the weekend?"

Zhang Sujin cleared the dishes and said, "I'll go in a minute."

Zhang Shu raised his eyebrows and patted Zhang Sujin's shoulder in a good mood, "My sister is teachable! Go ahead, you must be home before 10 o'clock in the evening."

Zhang Sujin: …

Zhang Shu was about to go out with his schoolbag on his back when Zhang Sujin called him again: "Zhang Shu."

Zhang Shu's back tensed up, and he turned around and asked, "What's going on?"

"If you fall in love, remember to tell me, no, you must tell me," Zhang Sujin said with a persistent and serious expression, "Sister has something very important to tell you."

Under such scrutiny, Zhang Shu couldn't come up with anything witty to say. After two seconds of silence, he responded, "Got it."

On Sunday afternoon, Class 6 practiced marching in formation in their class uniforms.

The class uniform is bright yellow and very flamboyant. The pattern is an artistic font designed by Zhang Shu, with the word SIX. Hidden in it is a Q-version avatar of Wang Wei, with a chubby face and a few slanted hairs on his head, which looks very similar. The overall style is cute but not childish, and has a bit of a trendy feel. Everyone is very satisfied.

When marching in a square formation, students had to hold up banners. The banner for Class 6 read: You have your poetic and picturesque ideas, and I have my landscapes and countryside, although it was a pirated copy.

Printed on the back is the Q version portrait of Wang Wei designed by Zhang Shu.

It seems that everyone's school sports meet is the same, with teasing the class teacher being the main theme.

In the summer, I thought they would practice for a few days, but they just walked around and went back. Xin Xiaohe said that the opening ceremony of the school sports meet of the affiliated high school was very casual. There was no need to line up neatly, as everyone could tell who was who by their class uniforms. There was no need for rehearsal, as they would all end up marching across the rostrum.

So Shengxia didn't need to practice holding the cards anymore, and she could just walk away casually.

This is what a school sports meet should be like, not being fussy about details and just enjoying the sports.

The school sports meet was held from Wednesday to Friday, with the opening ceremony on Wednesday morning. Shengxia arrived at school at six o'clock as usual. After doing some English listening, Fu Jie came to call her.

Fu Jie arranged her makeup box on her desk. Sheng Xia looked at the dazzling array of bottles, jars, and brushes that looked similar but slightly different, and asked hesitantly, "Teacher, do you know how to use them all?"

That will take a long time.

"Of course not," Fu Jie said, "but it's almost the same."

midsummer:……

She sat on Fu Jie's chair, and Fu Jie stood to do her makeup. Sheng Xia felt a little embarrassed, "Teacher, how about I go to the classroom and move a chair over?"

"No, no, no, I can't sit still either."

So Shengxia watched Fu Jie's hands constantly changing various tools and waving them in front of her.

"That's great, being young is good, it doesn't get cakey at all."

"That's great. The shape of my eyebrows doesn't need much trimming."

"Great, I don't even need to use shadows on this nose, just add some highlights."

"These eyelashes are really good. I don't even need false eyelashes."

"That's great, you don't cry even when you put on eyeliner."

…

The clock on the desk went from 6:40 to 7:55. Fu Jie finally finished the last step. She held Sheng Xia's chin and looked around with a smile on her face. She was very satisfied. "Perfect. Let's go change clothes and fix our hair."

Huh? It's not over yet?

"Go down and ask someone to come up and help you take your dress and other things to the stadium," Fu Jie ordered, "I'll clean it up first."

"good."

The school arranged a room under the stadium rostrum for the goddesses to put on makeup and change clothes, so as to avoid everyone walking around in their dresses.

In the middle of summer, I always feel like there is something on my face, it feels tight and uncomfortable.

She came to the classroom with her head down and wanted to call Xin Xiaohe, but she was not at her seat. Shengxia was looking at her at the back door.

"Wow, midsummer!"

Someone saw her and let out a low cry, and now almost everyone turned around to look.

“So beautiful…”

"Female star!"

"Gotta win today."

"It's midsummer..."

Shengxia was a little confused. She could see the look in everyone's eyes, which was admiration and amazement. She felt her palms gradually getting hot, and her cheeks were also warm. She didn't know what she looked like now. In her impression, she was not very suitable for makeup. The makeup she used in previous performances was weird, and she didn't look like herself after putting it on, so she didn't have any expectations...

Just as I was in a daze, a nonchalant voice came from behind me, "What are you doing, blocking the way?"

Shengxia clung to the door frame, turned her head, and bumped into Zhang Shu's impatient eyes.

She stepped aside and explained, "I'm looking for Xiao He."

Their eyes met. Zhang Shuci, who had just arrived at the classroom, stood there motionless, and his originally leisurely expression became slightly dull.

There was a moment of silence as they looked at each other.

In the midsummer, my eyelashes, painted with mascara, fluttered and flickered frequently because I looked up.

The clock went from eight o'clock to eight one, Zhang Shu's Adam's apple rolled, he raised his head and looked away into the classroom, but Xin Xiaohe was not there at all.

Everyone in the class was looking back, looking at the appearance of their class today.

Zhang Shu asked: "Why are you looking for her?"

The voice is a bit tense.

At this distance and angle, she saw his Adam's apple that looked like a weapon. Her heart skipped a beat and she looked away, lowering her head and saying, "I'll ask Xiao He to help me get something."

Zhang Shu coughed lightly, "Get the dress?"

How did he know that? Shengxia nodded, "Yeah."

"Come on, I'll get it for you." He threw his schoolbag on the window seat in the last row, and without caring whose seat it was, he turned and went to the stairs.

Shengxia pursed her lips and quickened her pace to catch up.

The students in the classroom looked at each other with playful smiles on their faces, and whispered in groups of three or five.

"This is a conversation, this is not me eating chalk dust!"

“Looks like a good match!!”

"Doesn't Zhang Shu like Chen Mengyao?"

"That was during the Qing Dynasty. Zhang Shu had already been flirting with Sheng Xia."

"Really?"

"Who saw the note?"

"When facing Zhang Shu, Sheng Xia is just like a little white rabbit, right?"

"She's good-looking and has a good personality. Who wouldn't fall in love with her?"

"So beautiful, so beautiful. I'm jealous of beauties but not fairies. I can do that!"

"Zhang Shu's eyes just now were so scary, he was almost going to be mad."

Fu Jie saw that it was Zhang Shu who came to help, and she raised her eyebrows with a smile in her eyes: "Since it's a man, you can take it all by yourself. Don't work in the middle of summer, or your makeup will not look beautiful if you sweat."

It's a bit embarrassing in midsummer, but there's no need to be like this.

Zhang Shu also raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded, "Okay."

He bent down and stacked the small box on top of the big box, picked it up and walked away, "Where are you sending it?"

"The sports field, Shengxia, you take him there," Fu Jie raised her eyes, "and then put on your skirt first, don't move anything else, I'll get ready and do your hair."

Shengxia nodded.

The two of them went downstairs one after the other, passed by the corridor of Class 6, and heard a commotion in the classroom.

Shengxia walked a little fast, and Zhang Shu pretended not to see her and followed her at a leisurely pace. The two of them walked through the garden and arrived at the sports field.

The sports field was filled with colorful flags and crowds of people.

The opening ceremony started at nine o'clock. All the freshmen and sophomores arrived early. The stadium was playing passionate warm-up music. Everyone wore their class uniforms, making the track and the green field colorful.

The stadium is of international standard size, and it is still quite a long way to walk around the stadium to the podium, not to mention having to go down the stairs.

Shengxia turned around and said, "Can you take it? Can I take the small one?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she almost missed a step because she turned around and walked backwards...

"Be careful!" Zhang Shu almost let go of his arms to help her, but when he saw that she had stood firmly, he sighed and scolded her in a very unfriendly tone, his eyes speechless, "You stupid Buddha, walk carefully!"

Shengxia patted his chest, focused on his feet, and no longer mentioned helping.

This is really embarrassing.

I don’t know if it was because Shengxia was wearing makeup or because of Zhang Shu’s famous face at the flag-raising ceremony, but when they crossed the runway, many people turned their heads.

Shengxia even saw a camera filming them, and the person had a campus reporter badge on his chest.

She felt a little regretful for asking Zhang Shu for help.

After much difficulty, I finally got behind the podium and faced the house number.

Hou Junqi brought her here on Sunday, and all the senior high school classes 1-10 were arranged in Room 105.

The door of Room 105 was open, and faint sounds of laughter could be heard from inside.

"We're here," Shengxia turned around and took three small boxes from his arms, "It's not easy for you to go in like this."

Zhang Shu's mouth curled up, "Not bad, you still knew to inform me first, the Bodhisattva has the cultivation of the Bodhisattva."

midsummer:……

Shengxia went in first to take a look, and when she saw other boys in the room, she turned back and called Zhang Shu, "You can come in."

The people inside also noticed the movement at the door. They turned their heads and saw a perfect couple walking in.

They are truly a perfect match. The word "well-matched" is almost engraved on their foreheads.

They wore the same class uniform, and if they hadn't appeared at the school sports meet, they would definitely have been mistaken for a couple's outfit.

Zhang Shu, everyone in the senior year of high school knew him. His scandals were turned into novels and circulated around the affiliated high school three times. The heroine of the scandal was the school beauty, who was changing into her dress in the inner compartment at that moment.

Then who is the beautiful woman next to him?