Chapter 21: Battle Her well-behaved youth also deviated from the track...
The noise in the classroom was drowned out by the bell.
The approaching holiday season had everyone feeling a bit restless, and even Bo Xia was no exception. She propped her chin up and glanced in that direction, then quietly opened her diary and wrote on the page with a black pen—
December 29th, sunny. I saw he had a scrape on his hand during the basketball game, so I quietly bought a box of Band-Aids and put them in his desk drawer. I never thought he'd use them.
Secret love is really strange. I was clearly feeling lost and sad because of him a few days ago, but it was just a favor that was more like a coincidence, and I was secretly happy again.
Jin Yunyan, don’t you think this feeling is wonderful?
I think you will never know, and I think you will never understand this feeling."
Because a gifted child like him would probably never look up to someone like she did.
As the period ended, her arm was accidentally touched by someone next to her. Noticing Wen Xin's gaze shifting in her direction, she hurriedly raised her tutorial book to cover the notebook in her hand.
After regaining her composure, Bo Xia took out the test paper again. After finishing the questions in this unit, she checked her answers. When she found that she had basically mastered all the knowledge points, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
Looking at the time again, it was almost time for get out of class to end. She yawned, taking advantage of the last bit of time to rest. She could vaguely hear the ding-ling-ling ringing of a bell, followed by a song playing on the campus radio station.
“
Youth is blowing in the wind.
You know, even if the heavy rain turns the whole city upside down,
I will give you a hug.
I can't bear to see your back coming,
I wrote down the unbearable Li Sao that I was living through every day.
…
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The sound quality of the songs played by the campus radio station was always very poor, sometimes the lyrics were blurry or even unclear. But the strange thing was that many years later, no one could hear such a melodious song through other channels.
The next day, the New Year’s Eve party finally arrived as scheduled.
Bo Xia did not participate in it, but their class selected two programs, one was a song and the other was a drama. As an audience, they were naturally very enthusiastic. In Wen Xin's words, they were all family, so they must applaud and cheer them on.
When they arrived at the auditorium, Zhou Suiye had already taken a seat. Shen Ran wanted to come over and take a seat, but he ruthlessly drove her away: "Sit in the back."
"Stingy."
Thanks to Zhou Suiye, Bo Xia and Jin Yunyan were only one seat apart. She couldn't help but look back at him quietly, but her eyes accidentally bumped into Zhou Suiye beside her.
Bo Xia's eyelashes trembled, and she turned her eyes away calmly.
Even so, Zhou Suiye didn't pretend that nothing had happened. Instead, he continued to be narcissistic: "Brother, am I really that good-looking? I never get tired of looking at you every day."
From an objective perspective, Zhou Suiye was indeed very good-looking, and the most attractive thing about him was his youthful boldness. On the other hand, Jin Yunyan was reserved and refined.
She said seriously, "It's really beautiful, but once you become narcissistic, it seems not as beautiful as before."
Wen Xin almost burst out laughing. She came over to look at his face and said in agreement, "Yeah, it feels like his appearance has changed."
This successfully shut Zhou Suiye up.
The performance on the stage was very lively. There were performances of various dramas such as "Thunderstorm", as well as dances by popular boy bands at that time. After waiting for a long time, their class's performance finally came on stage. As soon as Wen Xin took the lead, everyone immediately followed suit and cheered.
Regardless of other people's gazes, the classmates in their class were shouting the names of the people on the stage and clapping their hands vigorously without feeling any pain.
After the show, everyone was still a little reluctant to leave, but when they thought about the small class party and short holiday that would follow, they ran out of the auditorium with a cheerful attitude.
Bo Xia packed up her things and returned home. She was a little hungry, so she searched the room for a box of instant noodles, added some hot water, and returned to the room. She saw a lot of messages in the group chat.
It was a small group they created last time when they attended the charity sale. I don’t know when the group name was changed to “Share the happiness and it’s hard to leave the group”.
Wen Xin (Wish Come True Version): "Have you seen what was posted on the forum? I heard that the school plans to add an extra evening study session on Sunday nights."
Shen Ran: "What? This is too inhumane."
Wen Xin (Wish Come True Version): "Who says it's not true? We're not even in our third year of high school yet. Does the school need to be a human being?"
Wen Xin (Wish Come True Version): "I saw a high school senior on the street the other day. He had such dark circles under his eyes that I thought he'd seen a ghost. I don't want to end up like that."
The group chat was quiet for a while, and after a few minutes the prompt sounded again.
Wen Xin (Wish Come True Version): "Do you think this is reasonable?"
Meng Roujin: "It's indeed not very reasonable."
Bo Xia followed suit: "It seems so."
Shen Ran: "What an evil school."
"Things have come to this, we can't just sit there and wait for death. Rise up, those who don't want to be slaves!" Wen Xin said, "I've decided to write a letter of protest. Is there anyone who would join me?"
…
The chat group, which was just full of people talking, suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
Wen Xin saw through this group of people and typed, "Are you really willing to attend this evening self-study class? Other schools don't have to attend evening self-study classes on Friday nights and can have their holidays early. Look at how busy we are. Our holiday is inexplicably shortened by half a day. I'm crying."
Bo Xia took a mouthful of noodles and thought that it would be good to have one more evening self-study class. He couldn't concentrate on studying at home anyway. However, this might not be very friendly to students whose homes were far away.
After she finished her noodles, she found that there were many more messages in the group chat. Chen Ran asked her who the letter of protest was for. When she heard that there was a camera on the anonymous submission box, he said mischievously, "Why don't you just give it directly to Lao Futou."
Wen Xin sent a cat-beating emoji: "I'm going to quietly post it next to the bulletin board so the school can see our determination. There are a lot of people on Tieba who are also planning to do the same. You guys should join us. More people means more results."
Everyone was a little hesitant at first, but after a while, Wen Xin coaxed them, "We can just quietly post it when no one is around. What are you afraid of? No one can recognize our handwriting anyway. Besides, if everyone posts it, the law won't hold everyone accountable, right?"
It seems to make some sense.
Chen Ran: "Take me with you." Meng Roujin joined in the fun: "Okay, I'll go too."
As the squad leader, Zhou Suiye certainly didn't want to follow suit, but Wen Xin didn't give him a chance to refuse and forced him to join in. Bo Xia saw that everyone was going, so he followed the formation as well.
The group reached a consensus.
However, because the class had an event the next day, they didn't get a chance. After the party ended early, a few people quietly slipped downstairs with their written protest letters. Wen Xin nudged Bo Xia's arm and said, "Lookout."
"good."
She looked around. Some classes were still in class and some were holding activities, so the square was relatively quiet.
Wen Xin and the others were stealthily taping the letter to the glass of the bulletin board with scotch tape. Halfway through, Bo Xia saw a figure in the distance. It looked like the dean: "The teacher is here."
The Dean of Studies also noticed them upon receiving this signal. He had long since noticed these brats were protesting and had been arresting people nearby. Upon seeing them exposed, he immediately raised his finger and pointed at them, "Stop! Arrest them all! What are you doing?"
"Go!"
Wen Xin grabbed Bo Xia's hand, and Bo Xia also grabbed Zhou Suiye's arm. They didn't have time to think about so many things and ran forward madly.
The cold wind blew on the boys' faces and blew their hair, as if leaving everything behind, including their future destiny.
The teacher's voice faded away, and it was clear that the dean, with his weight gain, was having trouble catching up. They all leaned on their knees, gasping for breath. Zhou Suiye looked back and said, "He's not catching up."
"Scared to death."
Several people looked at each other, and inexplicably felt as if they had survived a disaster, but no one blamed Wen Xin for making the suggestion. Instead, they all laughed at the same time.
Even a good kid like Bo Xia who never did anything bad joined in the laughter. Her bangs were messy, with a strand of hair stuck to her eyelashes, and her eyes were bright and looked particularly beautiful.
Wen Xin was obviously smiling too, yet he still asked her what she was laughing at.
What are you laughing at?
She was smiling. Even her well-behaved youth had its moments of deviation. But in her eyes, those moments that were considered bad actually felt good.
What's actually hidden in her quiet body is not a well-behaved soul, but a desire to go off track and a restless heart.
But they didn't feel happy for too long. They thought that there would be no follow-up after getting rid of the dean of studies. However, the teacher was not a pushover either. He perfectly showed them what it meant to "I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice."
The dean of studies actually mobilized the surveillance cameras in the public area to lock onto them. The end result was that the protest failed, and several people were instead stood side by side in the corridor and scolded.
Bo Xia held a book on his head and didn't dare to look at the disappointed look of his head teacher.
The good girl who was disciplined by the environment always felt that any little thing was enough to make the sky fall. It was not until she grew up that she realized that those things were actually nothing.
Fortunately, she was not alone. Several good friends of hers were "fighting side by side" with her, so she didn't seem so isolated and helpless.
The conversation continued in his ears. Finally, when the head teacher was about to leave, Zhou Suiye saw Jin Yunyan coming from the distance in the corridor and suddenly said, "Jin Yunyan, where did you go to take a walk?"
Jin Yunyan: “?”
All eyes were on the young man in the distance. He stood there with one hand in his pocket, his thin figure, his head slightly tilted, and he even smiled with his lips curved.
Bo Xia swallowed, thinking that he was too handsome, and it was impossible to look away just by standing there.
Jin Yunyan walked over slowly, and the short few steps he took looked like he was going to the podium to share his acceptance speech. He usually had a good relationship with Zhou Suiye, and the head teacher was angry and didn't care what happened, so he let them be punished together.
The head teacher put his hands behind his back and said, "What are you guys putting on a show for me? You're usually quite well behaved, but now you're acting so arrogantly, daring to go against the school? Wen Xin, you're the leader, right?"
The guess was quite accurate, but Wen Xin did not admit it. Instead, she said stubbornly, "Teacher, you can't be prejudiced against people with poor grades.
Fu Qiangmin hesitated to speak, looking at these people with utter disappointment: "Just stand here until school is over."
After a while, the teacher disappeared at the corridor door.
They were standing there as punishment, not daring to leave, but they all wanted to laugh. Wen Xin couldn't help but stroke Bo Xia's palm. Her skin felt a little itchy, and her eyebrows curved.
She thought she seemed to be sick, otherwise she wouldn't think it was a good thing to stand with them.
Especially when standing with Jin Yunyan.
The flushing on her face, originally caused by the scolding, turned into a kind of proof of her heartbeat. Fortunately, the book on her head slid down to her cheek, completely covering up all traces.
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