Chapter 8 Looking Up to Him She hoped so much that one day, she could really be with him...
During the first English class, Wen Xin was supposed to memorize the words. Seeing that she was still distracted, Bo Xia reminded her to memorize the words quickly. But after a while, she came over to look at her pencil case and said, "Xia Xia, your pen is so beautiful! I want to buy the same one as you."
Bo Xia glanced at the various beautiful stationery items on Wen Xin's desk, opened her lips, and couldn't bring herself to utter the five words "poor students have too many stationery items" in complaint.
“Good morning, everyone.”
During recess, the English teacher arrived early. She was wearing a long skirt, her long curly hair cascading over her shoulders, and she looked stunning. She lowered her head to fiddle with the loudspeaker, then placed one end on her head.
According to the usual process, dictation must be done. Memorizing words can simply dampen one's passion for learning, just as much as memorizing mathematical formulas and Chinese classical texts.
Teacher Bai's high heels made a crackling sound as they stepped on the ground. Wen Xin saw that she had just turned around, so she quickly glanced in Bo Xia's direction and whispered, "Copy it for me."
"cough……"
The person on the podium coughed, and Wen Xin's little action was clearly visible. However, Bai Yiwan did not bother Wen Xin. Instead, she called her deskmate's name and said, "Come, Bo Xia, come to the blackboard and write it down."
Wen Xin: “…”
She knew that beautiful women were not simple. What’s the difference between pulling her deskmate onto the blackboard and pulling her away? ! !
Bo Xia cast a sympathetic look at her, leaving her deskmate behind and going to the freshly wiped blackboard behind her to write down her thoughts. She was glad she didn't have to face everyone; this did ease some of the tension.
Just as he was thinking this, Bo Xia heard the teacher say, "Find another student."
She didn't know if it was a premonition or something, but the next second she heard Jin Yunyan's name.
It's really strange to like someone. Even his name seems like a secret that is difficult to tell. Every time I hear that name, it's as if the most hidden secret hidden deep in my heart is being turned over, making me subconsciously tense up the string in my body.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the hem of the person next to her. He was tall, with thin fingers holding a piece of white chalk, writing words on the blackboard naturally and casually.
She quietly measured the distance between them, so close, as if this was the first time she had stood with him. It was human nature to admire light, and many years later, Bo Xia still remembered that moment, the inexplicable, intense desire that had ignited her.
She hoped so much that one day she could truly stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
The next second, noticing that his eyes seemed to be about to meet hers, Bo Xia immediately turned her head away, exerted force with her hand, and the chalk broke into pieces, falling to the ground with a plop.
…
After the word dictation session was over, Wen Xin still wanted to struggle and secretly looked back at two words to save herself. You know, their English teacher was a pervert and punished them to write a lot.
Just as she turned around, the notebook in Wen Xin's hand was taken away by the teacher. The teacher ruthlessly saw through her little trick and left her lying on the table with no hope in life.
Before Bo Xia could sympathize with her, she had just opened her English book when the English teacher called upon her to read the text.
The seat made a slight noise as it rubbed against the ground. Bo Xia stood up holding the book, feeling a little nervous.
The teacher assigned her to prepare for the exam, and she did. But her English was a typical dumb one: she could only learn English but not read, could only read most of the papers, and couldn't even speak two fluent English sentences.
Bo Xia clenched the book tightly and read the text stutteringly, his voice as soft as a mosquito.
Bo Xia's oral English wasn't good, and her face actually turned red after the class. Teacher Bai raised her hand and asked her to sit down. She knew that students were shy, but she would encourage them as long as they answered questions seriously or interacted with her in class.
English class is a torture.
The next day, Wen Xin started copying her vocabulary words. Zhou Suiye passed by and glanced at her: "Why did you make so many mistakes?"
This unintentional tone of disdain made Wen Xin very unhappy: "It's illegal to not be able to remember words."
"No, I'm just curious if I need to memorize words."
“…” As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings immediately fell silent.
Everyone was very dissatisfied with the academic master's Versailles attitude, especially Wen Xin. She couldn't stand such pretentious people: "You don't need to memorize the words, you can learn them just by looking at them?"
"You'll get it if you read it a couple more times," Zhou Suiye took her pen and read the long word she was copying. "If you can read, you can write. Words aren't meant to be memorized by rote."
Wen Xin endured it and asked: "Is killing against the law?"
She was so angry that she turned her head to look at Bo Xia: "Isn't your English also very good? Don't you need to memorize words?"
Bo Xia naturally didn't have that talent, and even if she was a genius, she couldn't lose face in front of her friend, so she smiled and said, "No, I have to spell it many times before I can do it."
Wen Xin had a look on her face that said, "That's what I told you." Seeing that Zhou Suiye was still a little unhappy, she interviewed another top student: "Jin Yunyan, what do you think?"
The person sitting in the back row flipping through the competition book was suddenly called out. He looked up at Zhou Suiye, a hint of interest on his lips: "I also memorize by rote. Maybe the top student is different from everyone else."
Zhou Suiye: “……?”
He almost cursed at this guy, even though he had never seen Jin Yunyan flip through an English book before.
Wen Xin got the answer she wanted and turned on her taunting mode, and the two elementary school students started arguing as usual. No one noticed that Bo Xia's eyes had quietly fallen on the boy in the back row. He lowered his eyes, his brows were clear, and a hint of a smile still lingered at the corner of his lips.
The sunset that day was exceptionally beautiful, casting a layer of dreamy pink and purple across the sky, and falling through the glass onto the young man, as if even the gods favored him.
Bo Xia's heart skipped a beat, and she inexplicably felt in a good mood because he had just said the same thing as herself.
Secret love is really strange, like a reasoning game. You try your best to find some connection with him, no matter how far-fetched or tiny it is, you will attribute it to some kind of fate.
The last class on Tuesday was a labor class. The head teacher stood in front of the classroom and said, "The monitor will arrange the seats for the next class based on grades."
There was a sudden commotion from the audience.
The person on the podium snorted and said that we didn’t change your seats at the beginning of the school year and you have been sitting freely for so long, but you are still not satisfied?
Of course they were not satisfied. There was no freedom at all in seating allocation based on academic performance, and those with good academic performance always sat together. This hierarchical system made it seem as if they were the upper class, and those with poor academic performance were just ordinary people.
After the people left, the students dared to complain: "How can there be such an inhumane way of assigning seats?"
Wen Xin couldn't help but sigh as well: "Xia Xia, I feel like we'll never be able to sit at the same table."
"..." Bo Xia felt a little regretful. After thinking carefully about the solution, he suggested, "How about you study hard and try to sit with me in the future?"
Wen Xin, who had just looked lost, suddenly sat up straight and said with a smile, "Actually, I think our relationship can't be affected by a mere seat, don't you think?"
Bo Xia: “…”
After the head teacher left, the task of arranging seats was given to Zhou Suiye. In order to make it easier for him, he made a form and the students went to the podium one by one to fill in their names according to their grades.
Bo Xia suddenly thought, although she was not second place, her ranking was very close to Jin Yunyan, so would she have a chance...
Just imagining this possibility made her heart pound.
After waiting for a long time, Zhou Suiye finally called her name. She clenched her palms and was too nervous to look when she went up to write.
That feeling is like spending all your pocket money to buy a lottery ticket, scratching it bit by bit, and only when you scratch the last area can you know the answer completely.
Bo Xia's eyelashes trembled, and she finally lowered her eyes. Half a second later, the smile at the corner of her lips faded.
There's already someone around him.
really……
She has had bad luck since she was a child, and good things never come to her.
Bo Xia felt a little disappointed, but couldn't help thinking that it would have been better if her ranking in the last exam had been a little higher.
Unable to sit at the same table with Jin Yunyan, she had to settle for the second best and sit behind him, next to Zhou Suiye.
As soon as the other person saw her, he raised his hand to help her take the book: "Is the adjutant here?"
Bo Xia was confused: "What adjutant?"
"I'm the squad leader, you're the deputy squad leader, aren't you my adjutant?"
The boy was very close to her, with a flamboyant smile on his face, but also a hint of mischief. Although Bo Xia didn't like him, her face flushed red at the sight of this magnified face and the inexplicably close proximity of the opposite sex, as if she were being bullied.
The man in front heard such shameless words, not knowing whether it was to tease Zhou Suiye or to save the situation, he raised his peach blossom eyes and smiled faintly: "How much salary do you plan to give your adjutant?"
"I don't have any salary, so I have to eat to pay off my debts."
Zhou Suiye picked up the clothes on the table and said casually, "Let's go, I'll treat you two to dinner."
Bo Xia originally wanted to refuse. She had always been unwilling to accept kindness from others, always feeling indebted. But... she drooped her eyelashes, thinking of Jin Yunyan going too, and couldn't help but go against her principles. Besides, Wen Xin happened to have something to do today and couldn't go with her.
"Then... let's go."
On the way, Zhou Suiye asked her what she wanted to eat. In order to prevent him from spending too much money, she casually said the cafeteria.
Zhou Suiye was just about to say that they were bored when he saw the girl looking at him with her deer eyes. There seemed to be a layer of damp rain vapor in them, so misty that it was impossible to say no.
never mind……
The three people who rarely showed up in the cafeteria finally found a place to sit down. Zhou Suiye was about to pick up his chopsticks when he looked up and saw that Bo Xia next to him had significantly less rice on his plate. "Wait a minute."
Bo Xia was stunned for a moment, thinking something was wrong. She stared at him blankly and asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"
"Is the Parkinson's disease of the aunt in our school cafeteria so serious? Why do you have less rice than me, and there are not many pieces of meat in the dishes?" After saying that, Zhou Suiye wanted to get up and ask for some more rice for her.
Bo Xia guessed that the cafeteria auntie deliberately gave him less because she thought girls had small appetites, but she still reached out and grabbed him: "It's okay, I can't eat more."
Zhou Suiye said, "What's the point? You can't eat it and she doesn't give you enough. It's two different things. When your interests are being harmed, you should speak up and fight for it in time, instead of keeping silent and suffering. No one will remember your kindness, they will just think you are easy to bully."
Bo Xia: “…”
A warm feeling surged in her heart, and after a few seconds of silence she said "Oh". She had always had few friends around her, let alone friends of the opposite sex.
Seeing that she didn't react much, Zhou Suiye realized that he seemed a bit too preachy, even a bit immature. He coughed awkwardly and looked up at Jin Yunyan for a way out: "Ayan, you said so, right?"
Jin Yunyan's eyes showed some knowledge, and his tone was a little humorous: "Well, Teacher Zhou has a point." The boy standing next to him lowered his head slightly: "Should I go and help you talk or do you go alone?"
Bo Xia looked at him with some embarrassment. It was really difficult to ask an introverted person who didn't like conflicts and was accustomed to being considerate of others to do this.
Zhou Suiye stood up without saying a word and went to help her communicate with the cafeteria aunt.
The surroundings were noisy and bustling, and suddenly she and Jin Yunyan were the only ones left sitting in the seat. For a moment, the warmth in her heart was mixed with a little embarrassment and tension.
After all, the two of them were not familiar with each other, and Jin Yunyan did not talk to her. But she was so close to her at this moment, and she looked up and saw the blue veins on the back of his hand.
The air flow seemed to have slowed down a lot. Bo Xia felt uneasy. She hoped that Zhou Suiye would come back soon, but also hoped that she could spend more time alone with him.
With a click, the table beside her shook. Zhou Suiye raised his hand and placed her meal in front of her. There were obviously a few chicken legs on it. "Eat it."
She clenched her chopsticks: "Thank you."
only……
Bo Xia looked at the dishes in front of him with some embarrassment: "There are too many. I can't finish it. Why don't you help me with it?"
Zhou Suiye didn't refuse: "Okay, just consider it as my reward."
The number of people in the cafeteria gradually decreased.
When they reached the door, Jin Yunyan glanced at the two of them calmly. Growing up in a complicated family, he had learned to read people's expressions very early on, so he made an excuse and said he was leaving first.
Bo Xia looked at his back and said anxiously that she would leave first. After all, the academic genius had gone to study hard, and she couldn't fall behind.
Zhou Suiye found himself suddenly the abandoned one, unable to catch the one with longer legs in front of him, so he raised his hand and grabbed Bo Xia's schoolbag and asked her what was so anxious about.
"I'm going to the classroom to study."
“……?”
After the people broke free from his hand and left, Zhou Suiye stood there wondering what was wrong with these two people today. Are they trying to isolate themselves?
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