The night before Zhang Shu returned to school, Wang Wei secretly prepared a welcoming ceremony.

The ceremony continued his rustic but exciting style. Everyone was given two small red flags, ready to join in the welcome.

The class also hung a banner that read: [Welcome Home Heroes].

Shengxia and Xin Xiaohe stood under the banner, and it seemed as if crows were flying overhead.

Xin Xiaohe: "Does he think Zhang Shu would like this kind of thing? He himself likes it, right?"

Shengxia: "But this was done with Teacher Wang's own money?"

Xin Xiaohe: "Well, it's really shocking. I guess Zhang Shu really made him too proud. He picked up such a treasure while leading a parallel class. I guess every class of his students in the future will hear him talk about it several times. I used to have a student who said blah blah blah..."

The scene was so vivid that Shengxia couldn't help laughing.

Wang Wei also asked Shengxia to gather intelligence in advance: what time will Zhang Shu arrive?

After returning home, Shengxia sent a message to Zhang Shu: "What time will you arrive at school tomorrow?"

Song Jiang: "Why, do you have any surprises for me?"

midsummer:……

Well, he's pretty sharp. But, don't be scared.

"Well, there's a small gift." She answered evasively.

Song Jiang: "What is it this time?"

Shengxia: “I won’t tell you.”

Song Jiang: "Surprise?"

Song Jiang: “Rub your hands.jpg”

Song Jiang: "But it's hard to find a surprise that can surpass the Criminal Law of the People's Republic of China."

midsummer:"……"

Shengxia: "What time do you arrive at school?"

Song Jiang: "During the break."

Shengxia: “So late?”

Song Jiang: "Well, something happened."

During the break the next day, all the students who had done exercises had returned to class, but there was no sign of Zhang Shu.

The students in Class 6 didn't go for morning exercises and waited in the corridor for a long time.

Wang Wei also brought a bouquet of flowers, or to be more precise, a single flower.

A huge sunflower with edible seeds growing in the middle. The packaging is layered and quite exquisite.

Someone complained: "Teacher, just one? That's too stingy, isn't it?"

Wang Wei glanced at the student and said, "What do you know? This is called a unique flower. Sunflowers are so beautiful, full of sunshine and positive energy! I picked this one on purpose."

“Isn’t it because it’s cheap?”

Wang Wei: “Nonsense.”

"Here he comes!" It was almost time for class to start when the student who was following him came back to report: "Zhang Shu is here, yes, he brought someone with him..."

Brought someone?

Everyone looked towards the corridor and saw Zhang Shu in school uniform, looking neat and energetic. He strode over, followed by two people, one carrying a camera and the other holding a microphone.

Are you a reporter?

The bright logo on the microphone indicated: Nanning University of Science and Technology Radio and Television Station.

"Wow, such a big fuss?"

"Hasn't Brother Shu accepted any interviews?"

"Hasn't he never returned to the trade winds?"

"Maybe it's because I cried in anger that day in midsummer..."

"It's a waste of time to refute a rumor."

While everyone was whispering, Zhang Shu and his group had already arrived at the corridor entrance. They saw classmates holding small flags and standing on both sides of the corridor, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

Both sides were taken aback by the other's array.

The reporter was quick to react and quickly told the cameraman: "Take a picture!"

Zhang Shu walked up the steps, "What are you doing, Old Wang?"

Wang Wei came back to his senses, stuffed the flower into Shengxia's arms, and muttered, "I don't want to be on TV..."

Then he got behind the crowd and patted Hou Junqi on the arm: "Shout!"

Hou Junqi: "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!"

Everyone in Class 6 was stunned for two seconds - they should have designed a slogan earlier, what kind of corny stuff is this?

But everyone still shouted in unison: "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!"

As they shouted, everyone couldn't help laughing, and the louder they laughed, the more they shouted. It was as if I was the only one who wasn't embarrassed, and it was others who were embarrassed.

The small flags were shaking more and more vigorously, and they were all moving forward. The picture was chaotic and out of control for a while.

People from the next class who came out to watch after hearing the noise said: …

Zhang Shu's expression can be described as surprise - surprise and humor.

He turned to the reporter and smiled helplessly: "Why don't we just stop filming this."

The reporter smiled and said, "Why not take pictures? Such lovely students, such good material!"

The interviews were originally recorded at the school gate, and we needed to shoot a few more clips of Zhang Shu studying in class. The footage used in the end was estimated to be only one or two seconds long.

The scene now is so rich and wonderful!

Zhang Shu was surrounded in the middle, feeling a little embarrassed.

Someone pushed Shengxia and said, "Brother Shu, we still have flowers!"

Then everyone started to boo loudly, and Shengxia was a little embarrassed.

Zhang Shu's expression became interested.

Standing there waiting with a smile.

Shengxia gritted her teeth and handed out the flowers. "Welcome back to class. These are the flowers that Teacher Wang prepared for you."

Zhang Shu took a step closer and took the bouquet. In the crowded crowd, his action looked like he was going to hug her.

And his hand, under the bouquet, covered her...

Shengxia was startled and looked up to meet his sharp gaze.

How could he grab her hand while handing over the bouquet in public, in front of everyone and with cameras?

Shengxia suddenly pulled her hand away, pushed the flower completely into his arms, and shrank into the crowd. She lowered her head and heard the booing around her getting louder.

The bell rang, the commotion died down, and everyone quieted down. This was Lai Yilin's math class, and the TV station crew filmed a few clips and left, without disrupting the teaching order.

Lai Yilin watched the welcoming ceremony throughout, and at the end she even joked: "Zhang Shu, did you see the banner that your teacher Wang prepared for you?"

The whole room burst into laughter.

Zhang Shu had seen it a long time ago, and even turned back to take a look, praising him: "Old Wang is really a talent."

Zhang Shu's return made the class lively for the whole morning.

Although he had come back to take an exam not long ago, he was in a hurry and looked tired, so no one disturbed him.

Now, during every break, there is a circle of boys surrounding my seat.

The topics of conversation are also varied.

After the midsummer, I gave up the idea of ​​going up.

During the last break of class, she passed by to get water again and was stopped.

"midsummer."

It was Zhang Shu who called her.

The boys around her also looked at her with teasing eyes.

She turned her head and asked with her eyes: What?

"Where is the gift? Didn't you say you had a gift for me?" Zhang Shu asked naturally.

"Oh yeah yeah~"

"What's the gift?"

"Wow……"

A group of boys started to make a noise.

So childish!

Shengxia didn't want to be watched, so she replied, "I don't have any gifts. I tricked you into coming to school."

Zhang Shu: …

Then she held Xin Xiaohe's arm and both of them went to get the water.

There were bursts of laughter coming from behind.

“Hahahahahahahaha!”

"Brother Shu, don't be discouraged. Lao Wang has a gift."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xin Xiaohe held back her laughter and looked at Shengxia with emotion: "It's really good to have a classmate?"

You don’t even need to spend any traffic to ship CPs.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Shengxia emphasized.

Xin Xiaohe knew she was shy, and didn't intend to stop, so she suddenly asked, "Hey, did you see Zhang Shu reply to the post on the confession wall?"

Shengxia nodded.

Xin Xiaohe: "Do you know what his nickname means?"

Summer shakes head.

Xin Xiaohe leaned close to her ear and read word by word: "XXRMM, summer, summer, soft, cottony, cottony."

Then, as I wished, I saw Shengxia's ears, white with a hint of red, her eyelashes blinking, and I was stunned.

"He is shameless. He plagiarized me. But how did he know about it? He also..." Have you felt it?

Shengxia was ashamed and angry, she raised her hand and hit him: "Xiao He! Xin Xiao He!"

Xin Xiaohe ran away: "Hahahahaha, it's great to have a classmate!"

“…”

"Don't worry, I didn't tell anyone! I just let it slip when I was saying 'Fuck!', and there were only Lanlan and Xiaomai around me—"

Lanlan and Xiaomai are Xin Xiaohe's two roommates.

He is also the main person at their North Gate dinner parties.

midsummer:……

Xin Xiaohe: "Really? Don't worry, they are not ordinary people. They are taking drugs and chickens. This kind of material will definitely be kept exclusively."

midsummer:……

The speechless feeling is beyond words.

They finally "reunited" at noon, and Hou Junqi was the only one with a smile on his face at the dinner table.

Zhang Shu and Shengxia were just eating their meals, ignoring each other.

Hou Junqi didn't understand, and countless melodramatic TV series flashed through his mind: Why are two people who have been through hardships and remained loyal to each other until death, but are obviously in love, but now become strangers?

The deadlock was broken at the end of the meal.

The reason was that when Zhang Shu stood up, he somehow pulled his abdomen and suddenly cried out in pain. He supported the table with one hand and covered his stomach with the other, and his facial features were all twisted.

Shengxia stood up quickly, holding his arm, and asked in panic, "What's wrong?"

"The wound hasn't healed yet, isn't it? It has healed already, what's going on? Does it hurt?"

Zhang Shu put his arm around her shoulders.

Shengxia was startled and looked at her questioningly. Zhang Shu became weak again and leaned on her shoulders, his brows knitted and he looked very painful.

Shengxia had no choice but to support him.

Hou Junqi: ...

Brother, the self-torture tactic is so cliché. It’s not played like that in the 8 o’clock dramas anymore.

Shengxia supported him all the way to the gate of Wenboyuan Community, only to realize belatedly that Hou Junqi, who had been following her, had already left.

Don't you care about your good brother's injury?

"Does it still hurt?" Shengxia asked.

Zhang Shu: “One more thing.”

"Do you want to go to the hospital again? Or did you bring medicine with you when you came back?"

“Yes.”

"Then go back and eat on time."

"Oh," Zhang Shu suddenly stood up straight, "it turns out there really is no gift."

Shengxia looked at him and he instantly stood up. There was nothing she didn't understand. She felt angry and amused at the same time.

Is he that serious?

"Don't use this to deceive me in the future," she emphasized.

Zhang Shu glanced at the girl's serious expression and restrained his expression, "Okay."

She was really nervous about this.

Shengxia glanced at him and took out a box from her schoolbag. Zhang Shu's brows relaxed and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

He took it and thought the box looked familiar, so he opened it without thinking too much.

He knew why it looked familiar.

Inside the box lay a pair of knee pads.

They are the same brand as the pair she gave him before, even the box is exactly the same.

He looked at her, his eyes asking:?

Shengxia smiled slightly: "I hope you get better soon so you can use it."

Actually, there is another reason. I saw in the physical education class before that his knee pads were worn out.

Although the criminal law under the knee guard became Zhang Shu's shadow last time, but she looked at him with such a smile, he felt that even if the next one was a civil law, he would be happy.

But he never missed the opportunity to tease her: "There's something else underneath, right? What is it, the Marriage Law?"

Shengxia's smile froze: ...

He laughed, removed the knee pads, and looked at what was underneath.

It's not a book, nor a law, it's an envelope.

Pink envelope.

Zhang Shu had seen many envelopes like this. As soon as he woke up, she took a stack of them to comfort him.

Zhang Shu suddenly wanted to laugh and looked up at the sky. "Shengxia, why are you so brave? Try handing a love letter to someone else again."

Shengxia was stunned. Seeing his expression change from joy to speechlessness, she felt a little innocent.

She felt even more embarrassed, lowered her head, and spoke in a voice so low that she could hardly hear it. "This, this was written by me."