Zhang Shu can already walk on his own, without any help.

It was just that his abdomen hurt when he lay down, so he frowned, and Shengxia frowned too.

Shengxia: "When you were doing the test, did the wound hurt?"

How can I bear sitting there for half a day?

Zhang Shu caught a glimpse of her expression and seemed to understand that she had come over suddenly because of his performance.

"No," he answered honestly, "I forgot it when I was doing the test."

She knew that since he was going, he would definitely try his best. "Your Chinese score was just too slow because you wrote too slowly. I calculated that if your Chinese score could reach 120 points this time, the situation would be much better. Don't worry too much..."

Zhang Shu subconsciously asked, "How much better is it?"

No matter how good it is, it is still not good compared to his past.

Before Shengxia could figure out how to comfort her, Zhang Shu spoke up: "Each stage has its own goals. I have already won this stage by completing the exam. Ranking is just a reference. It can be used to clarify your own position, but being too concerned about it will not help you improve."

Shengxia was infected by the determination in his eyes and nodded.

Zhang Shu looked at her: "How are you, grades?"

Shengxia did well in the exam this time, more than 20 points above the first-tier line, maintaining her previous highest level. What was particularly strange was that she was so sleepy when taking the math exam, but her score was unexpectedly good.

"It's fine." That was all she could say.

"It seems that now I am the one who is worried about not being able to go to the River Banquet." He said with a smile.

It was just a casual joke, but he didn't know she took it so seriously. She pursed her lips into a straight line and looked at him apologetically.

He quickly changed the subject and said, "It's okay. I can be discharged from the hospital in half a month. I know my limits."

Shengxia's brows relaxed slightly, and she said sincerely, "Then if you need any help from me, just tell me."

As soon as she said this, she felt something was wrong. It was as if she thought she was so great. This skinny camel was bigger than a horse, but his grades were better than hers.

Zhang Shu stroked his chin, looking as if he was thinking carefully, "There is something I need your help with."

Shengxia: “Hmm?”

"shave."

midsummer:……

shave?

"Help me shave. I haven't shaved for three or four days."

"I, I don't know how?" she said hesitantly.

"I'll teach you."

“…”

A few minutes later, Shengxia stood by the bed with a small basin of water, looking at a loss.

"Put the water on the bedside table. First wipe your face with a towel, apply shaving foam, and then be brave and start." Zhang Shu gave concise instructions.

Shengxia put down the basin and stared at the razor in her hand. She had clearly seen an electric razor in the bathroom. It didn't seem so troublesome to use it. It could be operated with one hand, without bending over.

"That electric one..." She still raised doubts.

Zhang Shu remained calm and said, "That's not mine."

It's funny, that thing buzzes so loudly.

Shengxia: “Oh.”

She wrung the towel half-dry, and was worried about the next step. Should she just cover him with her hands and wipe him? Or should she take care of the details first, such as the corners of his eyes and mouth? Or should she let him wipe it himself?

After all, he still had the use of one hand.

Just when he was in a dilemma, Zhang Shu said, "How can you wipe it without getting closer? Are your hands that long?"

What he meant was that he didn't want to wipe it himself anymore.

Shengxia leaned down and said, "Then, then close your eyes." She made a request.

Zhang Shu looked at the face so close to him and was surprised once again. How could someone have such good skin, so white and clean that it seemed like there were no pores?

He didn't know if he was possessed by a ghost, but he always felt that she had a fragrance, a kind of fragrance that was hard to describe. He had never smelled it on anyone else. When they sat together before, he could smell it faintly, but it was not as obvious as it is now.

"No," he replied.

There are not many chances for her to approach you actively, why doesn't she look?

Shengxia saw his eyelids slowly rise, and his gaze began to move from her jaw, passing through her lips, the tip of her nose, and finally fell into her eyes.

Their eyes met, inexplicably glued to each other.

Shengxia quickly shifted her gaze to the towel, and without arguing with him, she began to wipe his face seriously.

Her movements were too gentle and Zhang Shu only felt itchy.

When she touched his lips, she carefully avoided his lips and used her fingertips wrapped in a towel to trace the outline of his lips.

Zhang Shu suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Shengxia was surprised by this sudden action. She paused subconsciously, glanced at him, and then continued...

But after a brief pause, the air seemed to warm up.

In the midsummer, I observed his light stubble and my mind wandered.

Why are men and women so different? They have beards and Adam's apples, but women don't. Women have something else.

Stop.

She put down the towel and picked up the spray-like thing. "This, can I just squeeze it out?"

"Well, wherever there is a beard, just apply it there."

She squeezed her hand a little, and the sizzling sound seemed very abrupt. Or rather, because she was nervous, any sound made her nervous.

She slowly raised her hands and rubbed it on his face.

The moment their skin touched, both of them changed their expressions.

Zhang Shu's body tensed up instantly, his eyes slightly widened, his gaze burning.

Shengxia felt like he was an electrode, which sent a crackling sound when she touched him, and her whole arm became numb.

Her hand shook inadvertently and foam fell on Zhang Shu's chest. She hurriedly wiped it off with a towel, then ran to the bathroom to get a dry towel and wrapped it around his neck.

He looked like he was wearing a bib.

Shengxia apologized: "I'm sorry, I..."

"You've done a great job, don't worry."

“…”

She wanted to say, sorry she couldn't do it, and asked him to apply it himself.

"It's okay, just apply it again." He raised his chin slightly to make it easier for her to apply it.

This action is like an invitation.

Shengxia gritted her teeth and squeezed some more, starting from his cheeks. Upon closer inspection, the extent of the boy's beard was quite outrageous, denser around the mouth, sparser around the edges, and a little bit under the jawline.

She thought beards only grew around the mouth.

This time she imagined his face as a cake base and just spread the cream evenly on it. This way she felt much more comfortable.

Zhang Shu lowered his eyebrows and traced her facial features countless times with his eyes.

Under the light, her long eyelashes flickered, casting a layer of shadow under her eyes.

The whole person is quiet and gentle.

She was so serious and touched his face very seriously.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shu felt a heat rising in his abdomen, his Adam's apple rolled, and he looked away unnaturally.

Shaving is like a battle.

The early preparations were too difficult, but when it came to the head-on attack, I lost my nervousness and just wanted to end it quickly.

The razor was like a winning weapon in her hand.

Wherever the blade passed, the shaving foam was pushed away, revealing clean skin, and she actually felt very comfortable.

"Does it hurt?"

"Didn't you scratch it?"

She asked from time to time.

"It doesn't hurt."

"not."

He cooperated perfectly, pursed his lips, raised his chin and turned his face to the side, being extremely well-behaved.

She shaved smoothly and rolled the foam into the towel without any instruction...

Then she gently held his face with both hands and looked around. It was so clean and she felt such a sense of accomplishment.

She couldn't help but let out a relaxed smile.

Bright red lips, flawless skin, pure smile, everything was so close at hand that Zhang Shu suddenly felt a bright light and an angel descended.

It was a very tacky description, but that was Zhang Shu's first thought.

He wanted to be close.

This thought flashed through his mind, and before he could think about it carefully, his body had already moved first. As she leaned over, he raised his hands and easily embraced her waist.

Shengxia was stunned and suddenly raised her eyes.

He just hugged her lightly without getting any closer or taking any further action.

But it is this cautious action that makes it even more ambiguous...

She was holding his face in her hands, and saw that he looked a little bit puzzled and at a loss.

Obviously, they had a deeper hug that night on the playground, but it was far less shocking than this casual hug.

If that night was an emotional catharsis, then the current touch was a test of sobriety.

One was lying down, the other was leaning over.

The pose is too seductive.

Shengxia felt that her waist could not move.

I have lost all consciousness.

She tried to stand up, but she was stiff. It seemed her mind couldn't control her body, and she lost her balance.

Who is she, where is she, what is she doing?

After two "knock knock" sounds, the door was knocked intentionally and opened.

Maybe it was because I was standing too close to the head of the bed in midsummer, and I couldn’t see anything through the small window.

The visitor didn't realize there was someone else inside and suddenly stopped.

Shengxia suddenly sat up and met the nurse's confused eyes.

Shengxia recalled the scene just now. Just now, her action just now was as if she was going to kiss him!

No way!

No!

Shengxia almost fled from the hospital. Zhang Shu called a taxi for her. During the process, the hidden smile between his brows became more and more obvious.

She felt like she was running a fever the whole way, so she didn't go back to class and called Wang Lianhua to pick her up at school in advance.

After returning home, Shengxia began to study Zhang Shu's test paper and made a copy.

Needless to say, the reasons for losing points in Chinese are very obvious. The paper was not neat enough and the answers to the reading questions were too brief, which resulted in the most points being deducted.

He wrote English relatively smoothly except for the composition which was all multiple-choice questions.

For mathematics, the test paper was covered with drawings all over. It was obvious that he did not use any scratch paper. He might have felt that his hands were not strong enough and it was troublesome. The answer sheet was not very clean, and he did not use correction tape when he made mistakes. He just crossed them out. There was not enough space, and in the end, the writing was so dense that it was difficult to see clearly.

The same is true for rational thinking.

Just looking at the paper, I felt that he did not write smoothly.

She sorted out all his wrong questions and prepared to record a video for him when she explained them.

There wasn't much she could do for him at this level. She just hoped he could learn more easily.

It was already early morning when they finished organizing. Shengxia couldn't help but think of the time when he organized her past high school papers. There were so many sets, and she didn't know how much effort it took.

She encouraged herself in her heart, for him and for herself: I will make sure you can do it, A Shu.

Since Shengxia couldn't go to the hospital all the time, Hou Junqi ran errands for him and delivered recent test papers to Zhang Shu every few days.

When the teacher explained the test paper, Shengxia listened carefully, and wrote down the teacher's ideas for answering the questions and even the hints about the questions. Then she sent the notes and the video to Zhang Shu.

If he still has questions, he will ask via video or voice.

Shengxia couldn't explain it clearly at first. In order to explain it to him, she first asked the teacher for clarification, then explained it in her mind before explaining it to him.

Lai Yilin praised her: "Your questions are very targeted. If you continue like this, you can probably get into a 985 university without self-recruitment."

Shengxia confessed that she was just a mouthpiece for Zhang Shu, as the top student had very different entry points when asking questions.

Lai Yilin was surprised and asked, "He doesn't know any of these?"

Shengxia: "Some, some, he said he knows but it's not very clear yet."

Lai Yilin thought for a moment and smiled, "Is that so? Then spread the word."

On April 20, Heqing University’s Strong Foundation Plan issued an announcement, publicizing the list of shortlisted candidates for the assessment.

The number of candidates for the Ancient Chinese Literature major to be admitted through the Strong Foundation Program is 3, and the number of candidates shortlisted for assessment is 1.

Only Shengxia was shortlisted from the entire country.

As long as you can pass the first-tier score and publish your application before submission, admission is a sure thing.

Shengxia was so busy that she forgot the time and didn't check it in time. She learned the news from Sheng Mingfeng.

Sheng Mingfeng said, "You are the only one in the country, which means you are indeed outstanding in this area, but you are the only one in the country, which also means that it is unpopular. Dad has carefully studied it. This major is newly established and the employment prospects are unknown. Even if you refer to the Chinese language and literature major, it is not optimistic."

Shengxia: "If I were to do text research, I think I could do it for the rest of my life."

Sheng Mingfeng didn't comment, but just said, "I'll leave the place for you to study abroad. It won't be too late to make a decision after the college entrance examination."

Although he insisted on his idea, this was equivalent to giving Shengxia the right to choose entirely.

Wang Lianhua was very surprised, but also a little disappointed. She muttered, "Why do I feel like you're leaving me?"

Finally, I told her not to be distracted, to prepare well for the college entrance examination, to pretend that nothing happened, and to get the best results.

It will be implemented in midsummer.

She felt that both her parents had changed a little.

Wang Lianhua is not as strong as before; Sheng Mingfeng seems to have changed from being gentle but strong to being strong but gentle.

Have the fierce contradictions been gradually smoothed out by time?

It seems not.

They are still at loggerheads.

But they were all listening to her.

Listen to her carefully and consider her opinions.

She was no longer a piece of clay that they were pulling at.

Is it because she has grown up?

The weather is getting hotter, the sunset is getting later, and the wind is filled with a sense of restlessness.

The cucumber juice, which is available for a limited time in summer, is now on the market. I bought a cup after dinner in the middle of summer and returned to the classroom feeling satisfied.

Usually in the first half hour of evening study, the senior three teaching building forms a sharp contrast with the first and second grades.

The former was writing silently, while the latter was laughing and singing along.

Today's class six was different. Everyone gathered in groups of three or five, and no one knew what they were discussing.

When Shengxia entered the classroom, everyone looked at her.

Li Shiyi pulled Shengxia to sit down and handed her the phone, "Look, Zhang Shu is arguing with idiots online!"

On the screen were nine screenshots taken by a blogger.

Blogger's copy: [I am so amused. I saw this account commenting on Xinfeng. I didn't expect it was me @SHU_abcdef. I call you the King of Nanli. Do you dare to agree? ]

"Xinfeng" is a small social program developed by seniors of the Affiliated High School. It is more popular than Tieba and Weibo in the Affiliated High School.

You can post anonymously, but your nickname will be displayed in the comments. Many people use it to confess their love, so it is also called the Confession Wall.

The screenshot of this Weibo post is a collection of recent comments posted by a user nicknamed "SHU_xxrmm".

Anonymous post: [Li Tao, is Zhang Shu really no longer good enough? Is this a case of picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons? ]

——SHU_xxrmm: Zhang San, are the trade winds really not going away? Is this post just a waste of time?

[If he continues to hype himself up, he will be able to make his debut. Who cares about a top scorer? Why is he discharged from the hospital? I bet he will be in the news again.]

——SHU_xxrmm: He will be discharged from the hospital next week. Since you care about your father so much, are you going to kowtow three times and kowtow nine times every morning and evening to visit him?

[It’s very difficult. No matter how good you are, it’s impossible to go from 300th place to No. 1 in just over a month.]

[I think it's OK, Zhang Shu YYDS]

[The person above is a moron who has a crush on Zhang Shu, right? How can he still brag about this?]

——SHU_xxrmm: The person above is a retard who is jealous of Zhang Shu, right? How can he still bark after such a bad situation?

Anonymous post: [Did Zhang Shu really get stabbed to save the girl in his class? How could that girl have the nerve to stay there? If it were me, I wouldn't be able to do that. I feel so guilty.]

——SHU_xxrmm: Zhang Shu was really hurt by the rumormonger above. How can this person have the nerve to post this? If it were me, I wouldn't be able to do that. I feel so guilty.

[Yeah, didn’t his girlfriend get into a fight with two angry girls last week because of this? It was like something out of an idol drama.]

——SHU_xxrmm: Yeah, last week his girlfriend argued with the two girls who were spreading rumors about this, but it was like playing the lute to a cow.

[No, I made a mistake and thought the woman in the bookstore was his girlfriend.]

——SHU_xxrmm: My girlfriend is so beautiful, how can there be so many similarities? I will never mistake my girlfriend for anyone else, thank you.

[His girlfriend is pretty, but is there something in her fate?]

——SHU_xxrmm: His girlfriend is very beautiful, and she is also a lucky charm for her husband.

Anonymous Post: [Wow, is Zhang Shu replying to those old posts? ]

——SHU_xxrmm: Yes, it was Zhang Shu who was replying to those crooked posts.

…

…

Midsummer is turning pages one by one, and there is so much more to come, it is simply astonishing.

He did not reply to some of his own confession posts, but he replied to almost all of the posts that mentioned "girlfriend".

From him, she finally learned what it meant to give an eye for an eye.

Is he using his teeth too smoothly?

Is his girlfriend calling him too smooth?

And what is his nickname?