Chapter 15 Wrinkles His eyes are the smallest lakes.
The last class of the evening self-study class was originally a time for independent learning, but the head teacher came over and took that class to let everyone do a test. Seeing that the pointer was about to point to the end of get out of class, the students were eager to go home and looked at the clock on the blackboard at the same time.
The get out of class could have ended normally, but Fu Qiangmin's occupational disease struck and he started to lecture them again, from their parents to the future society. His words were always the same and they almost knew them by heart.
"When you enter society, you will realize that no one will ever teach you and treat you as sincerely as your teacher."
Teachers always hope that students can take fewer detours and understand the principles sooner, but students without social experience are destined to not understand the profound meaning behind them. By the time they truly understand, the detours are already behind them.
You have to go through this lesson of life yourself.
Fu Qiangmin was about to say something, but when he looked down, he saw that his second favorite class monitor was picking his ears and seemed very dissatisfied with his remarks.
The firepower was immediately diverted. Lao Fu walked to the podium and said, "Everyone else, please dismiss the get out of class first. Be careful on your way home. Zhou Suiye, you stay here."
Wen Xin held Bo Xia's arm and gave Zhou Suiye a gloating look as they passed by. Bo Xia also learned her bad habit and turned around to look at him with a smile.
Most of the people in the teaching building had already left, and the students in the classroom rushed out in a large crowd. When they walked under the street lights, the overlapping figures of the teenagers were stretched out very long.
Time seemed to have magic, and at that moment it had the ability to stand still.
After leaving the campus, Bo Xia took the bus.
She took out the bottle of milk. The glass felt a little cold, and her heart was pounding. She gripped it tightly, until her palms were sticky with sweat.
After returning home, she secretly stood in front of the mirror and looked at her height. It seemed that she was not tall enough.
She was a whole head shorter than him and had to look up to see his face.
Bo Xia secretly stood on tiptoe, imagining him standing in front of her, and stretched out her hand to measure his height. She thought, if only she were a little taller.
Would it look better if it were a little taller?
She couldn't help but wonder, did he think she was too short? But if he thought so, he should have paid attention to her, right?
Those complicated thoughts were entangled in her mind like a ball of thread, and the more she thought about it, the more confused she became.
She rolled around on the bed, then seemed to remember something. She stood up, carefully picked up a hair dryer to heat up the glass bottle, tore off the label intact, and stuck it on the diary.
Written in black font next to it were: "His eyes are the smallest lakes, covered with a layer of addictive fog that makes me dare not look at them for a second."
Thinking of seeing him the next day, Bo Xia no longer found school boring.
She got on the bus in advance, hoping to run into him by chance as she had done before. She didn't know if it was God's blessing or something else, but she really saw him.
This time he was standing at a roadside stall buying breakfast, and she pretended to run into him by chance and bought the same thing.
Bo Xia was so close to him that she could smell the familiar scent on him, but the next second the boy walked away, seemingly not noticing the person next to him.
Her heart felt like it was wrinkled by something, and it felt both sour and sweet.
It was not until we arrived at school that we discovered that Jin Yunyan had brought the breakfast for Zhou Suiye. He probably had already eaten at home, as he was rarely seen eating breakfast in the classroom.
Bo Xia felt a little disappointed, but she didn't let this feeling last too long. She picked up her Chinese textbook to cover her face and secretly ate breakfast. Meng Roujin was also eating, gossiping with her while eating: "Did you read the post on Tieba yesterday?"
"Um?"
She thought Meng Roujin was an interesting person. She looked boring, but she was actually much more gossipy than her. The contrast made her very easy to get along with.
"It's about that post about Jin Yunyan. It seems like a friend of the girl who confessed to her spread it online. The girl felt that it was not good for Jin Yunyan, so she admitted that she made it up."
"Then how did you find out it wasn't her?"
"Her friend felt bad about it so she came out and apologized. Later, Jin Yunyan came out and told everyone not to discuss it anymore, saying he had no interest in 'delaying' other people's studies."
Bo Xia was stunned for a moment. As expected, he was not the kind of person who fell in love too early.
But even if he fell in love prematurely, she would not be his choice.
She concealed her emotions and asked Meng Roujin if he still had a Tieba account. Meng Roujin said, "I guess he just registered it. There's nothing in it."
Then Meng Roujin continued, "Later, no one really paid attention to this matter. They all said that I would be willing to delay my studies. Some people even suggested that I could have a relationship with the academic genius and let him tutor me. Wouldn't it be easy to get into Yanda University in a matter of minutes?"
Meng Roujin, whose mind was only focused on grades, held her chin up. "You know what, this is a really good idea! Isn't it like hiring a private tutor? If anyone falls in love with Jin Yunyan, I'll be jealous of her for a hundred years."
Bo Xia nodded and said jokingly, "I've been jealous of her for a hundred years."
As they were talking, the sound of reading suddenly became louder. The two experienced people immediately realized that the head teacher had arrived and quickly put breakfast in the desk drawer.
"The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon rises with the tide.
The shimmering waves stretch for thousands of miles, and there is no spring river without the bright moon…”[1]
Fu Qiangmin came in and took a look at them. He seemed to have a natural intimidating power that made people feel nervous even when breathing.
After a while, he walked around and left.
The first class was Chinese, and Bo Xia found it easier because she had prepared for the lesson in advance.
After class, Lao Futou said there was a recent essay competition and that those who wanted to sign up could come to his office later. Bo Xia was a little tempted, and when she hesitated, Wen Xin glanced at her and said, "Let's go together."
"good."
Sometimes she really envied Wen Xin's courage. Every time she saw her attitude towards life of doing things first and then talking about it, she felt that many things were not as difficult as she had imagined.
Bo Xia thought, maybe one day, she would be able to be as brave as Wen Xin.
After Bo Xia got the topic for the essay contest, she kept thinking about it, but Wen Xin didn't write a single word. She was a little surprised and asked her why she didn't write. Wen Xin lay on the table and said, "I went with you. I don't get paid for writing this."
She didn't expect Wen Xin to understand her so well, but she still said, "Since you've already signed up, can you write with me?"
Wen Xin blinked, and the next second her sleeve was pulled and shaken: "Are you acting like a spoiled child?"
“…”How could she?
Wen Xin picked up the pen: "Okay, then I'll try to use one percent of my talent."
At this time, Zhou Suiye walked in. Wen Xin asked her what good news she had. He said that the school was going to hold a charity sale next week and they needed to form a team to participate in the event.
Wen Xin wasn't interested in serious matters, so she was particularly interested in this kind of purely playful activity: "This is fun, it's a lot like those management games. Have you ever played it?"
Bo Xia shook his head.
Fu Qiangmin handed over all the event planning to Zhou Suiye, and he only came to supervise for a while during self-study. The groups were random, and Wen Xin raised her hand after seeing her name on the list. Fu Qiangmin knew it was not a good thing when he saw her like that: "What are you going to do?"
"Can I switch groups with someone else?"
"What do you think? How can we organize an event if everyone is so chaotic like you?"
Wen Xin was not afraid of other people's opinions at all. She stood up and said, "But I think I can exchange with others under their consent. This way, it will not harm anyone's interests. Besides, it will motivate me more if I am with good friends."
Fu Qiangmin couldn't help but laugh: "Huh, you are very motivated in this kind of thing."
But he was just being harsh with her. In fact, students like Wen Xin just didn't like studying, but their talent was not low. As a teacher, he would also like students like her, but he was just disappointed with her on weekdays.
Not to mention that what she said now was quite reasonable.
Fu Qiangmin stood up and said, "Alright, you can switch with them, but it must be voluntary. Don't use coercion or bribery on others."
The classmates immediately started laughing.
Wen Xin smiled sweetly: "Okay."
As soon as the get out of class was over, she used her good relationships to successfully switch herself and Zhou Suiye to be in the same group with Bo Xia. Zhou Suiye was puzzled: "Why did you drag me along?"
"You're so handsome. Wouldn't it be a great sight to see you standing there with Jin Yunyan?"
It has to be said that Wen Xin is very good at controlling Zhou Suiye. When he heard Wen Xin say this, the corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than AK: "Okay, then I'll be the face of the store reluctantly."
They planned to get together to discuss the plan in the remaining class. Bo Xia was very happy that this kind of group activity could be completed with friends, especially since Jin Yunyan was there.
Several people gathered together, and she was so close to him, but she didn't dare to look up at him.
Everyone was excitedly discussing the details of the activity: "Our group's category is handicrafts, and we can wear necklaces and keychains and things like that..."
"I think it's okay." Later in the discussion, Wen Xin said, "Xia Xia and I will take care of the promotional posters. She draws beautifully."
Bo Xia smiled gently: "Okay."
The activities organized by the school injected a bit of vitality into their stagnant campus life. When they had nothing to do, they would discuss the specific details and were looking forward to the event.
But Jin Yunyan didn’t come to school the next day.
Wen Xin asked Zhou Suiye where he was going. Zhou Suiye said that he seemed to be participating in a competition and might not be able to come because he was busy studying.
Wen Xin was dissatisfied: "Where is the promised facade? If he's not here, who will be the facade?"
"No," Zhou Suiye was also dissatisfied, "I agreed to be the face of the show, so why is there no one to support the place when he's not here?"
"You?" Wen Xin, full of bad intentions, finally told the truth, "Actually, I thought that if you came, Jin Yunyan would come as well. Then he would be the front man and you would be the doorman..."
"Wen Xin!"
The two of them were chasing each other in the classroom. Wen Xin said as she ran, "Why are you in such a hurry? With your eloquence, you're definitely the best salesperson. It's more important than just having a good storefront..."
The more she talked, the more Zhou Suiye pursued her.
I don't know who opened half of the windows in the classroom, and the cold wind wrapped in damp water vapor corroded the entire classroom.
The draft paper on Bo Xia's desk was blown to the ground. The page that was opened showed his name that she had accidentally written during self-study class. She bent down to pick it up and couldn't help but glance at the empty seat by the window.
I thought he would be there too.
The regret in her heart gradually emerged, and Bo Xia thought, it would be great if he were here.
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