After An Jingzhi sat down, the classroom became noisy again.
Most people knew that An Jingzhi was not interested in Jiang Lan, but they didn't expect that after their homeroom teacher, Mr. Duan, moved their seats together, An Jingzhi was not angry at all. The two seemed to get along quite harmoniously.
I don't know if the two of them are in love. Doesn't An Jingzhi like Chu Ning?
After the class bell rang, Teacher Duan walked in with a book in his left hand and a thermos cup in his right hand.
Now the classroom is really quiet.
Qingshi No. 1 High School is the best high school in Qingshi. Of course, there are many second-generation rich students, but in No. 1 High School, no second-generation rich students are welcome. You can spend a lot of money to study here, but if you commit serious violations, you will be expelled without mercy. At most, you will have some small privileges, such as sleeping in class and not doing homework. As long as it does not affect others' studies, you can do whatever you want.
An Jingzhi, who usually spent his days sleeping or playing on his phone during class, unexpectedly changed his ways and paid attention today. After class, Teacher Duan marveled as they walked by, wondering if this kid was up to something.
In the classroom of Class 6, Grade 3.
"What's wrong with An Jingzhi? He actually listened to the entire class honestly today!
"I saw it too. He actually didn't sleep at all."
"Who knows what stimulated him. Could it be that he was rejected by Chu Ning?"
"It seems to me that he's been so close to Jiang Lan recently. Could it be that he's been rejected and wants to hit on the goddess?"
"No way! My goddess won't fall for a jerk like him!"
"That's not necessarily true. Didn't you see it? Jiang Lan ignored him before, and a few days ago she even urged him to hand in his homework and attend classes. When have you ever seen Goddess Jiang treat anyone like this?"
"Shh, stop talking. An Jingzhi seems to have noticed that we are talking about him. He might get upset and come over to cause trouble for us."
The voices of the heated discussion disappeared instantly. After turning around to look at An Jingzhi and Jiang Lan, everyone pretended nothing had happened and asked their classmates what they were having for lunch.
After listening to all of An Jingzhi: "..."
Jiang Lan glanced behind him as if nothing had happened and then looked away, "Why didn't you sleep today?"
An Jingzhi looked at her sideways in a scoundrelly manner, "I want to study."
Jiang Lan didn't ask him why he wanted to study. Being able to ask the previous question was already her limit.
An Jingzhi already knew her character from his memory, and the two of them quietly did their own things without talking.
It wasn't until after school in the afternoon, when An Jingzhi and the others had almost left, that he said, "I don't understand a question. Can you explain it to me?"
Jiang Lan looked at him for a few seconds, and after confirming that he was sincere, he said, "Okay. What's wrong?"
Two hours passed as they talked and listened. Outside, the sky had darkened and only a faint light remained.
"It's too late, let's leave it at that for today." Jiang Lan found that An Jingzhi was very smart. He could apply what she had explained once to other situations. This made her doubt whether An Jingzhi already knew it. But when she thought about how he usually didn't listen in class, she dismissed this absurd idea.
"Shall I take you back? It's not safe at this point."
The words of refusal were on the tip of her tongue, but she remembered the last time An Jingzhi helped her, "Thank you. I'm sorry to bother you."
"Thank you for what? Shouldn't I be the one thanking you?"
The two got on the bus together. There were not many people on the bus at this time. An Jingzhi and Jiang Lan sat side by side at the back near the door.
This was the first time Jiang Lan took the bus since the last incident.
Every morning she would choose to get up early and walk to school, and the same thing happened after class in the evening. Although the distance was a bit far, she could still memorize words and texts on the way, which was not bad.
If it wasn't too late and unsafe to walk home today, she wouldn't have chosen the bus.
After sending her to the bus stop, An Jingzhi walked with her for a short distance, but did not follow her when Jiang Lan refused.
After Jiang Lan turned around, An Jingzhi followed her from a distance. After she went upstairs for a while, he saw a room lit up, and then he left with peace of mind.
Jiang Lan opened the window and saw the familiar figure in the distance. He was a little confused but didn't think much about it. He took out his book and continued studying.
In the following days, An Jingzhi often asked Jiang Lan to give him lectures, but never so late. He usually asked during breaks, so much so that Class 6 of Grade 3 was curious whether the two were in love.
Even the teacher has heard of it.
During class break.
"The length between ab cannot be calculated directly. An auxiliary line is needed. If we add one here, can we know the angle of angle a? After knowing the angle, the rest is just substitution of the formula. Do you understand?" The cold voice had the crispness unique to a young girl, and was as refreshing as a trickle of spring water.
"I understand."
An Jingzhi answered quickly and wrote down the steps to solve the problem according to Jiang Lan's ideas. Jiang Lan was no longer surprised by his extraordinary comprehension ability.
Sometimes teaching An Jingzhi really makes her feel quite accomplished.
An Jingzhi finished solving the problem, "By the way, do you have anything you particularly like?"
"Why are you asking this?" Jiang Lan paused for a second while cleaning the table.
An Jingzhi propped up his chin and tilted his head to look at her with a smile on his face. "I wanted to buy it for you as a gift, as a reward for your tutoring. I've made great progress recently with your help."
Jiang Lan is truly kind. She may seem cold and distant, but everyone in her class knows she's very approachable. She patiently explains to everyone in the class who asks her a question. She doesn't get angry if they don't understand, and she keeps explaining until they understand.
An Jingzhi felt that some people were so stupid that it was frustrating. He was almost angry to death listening to them, but Jiang Lan remained calm and explained things in a way that people could understand.
A stupid classmate said, "Ah Qiu."
"Are you okay?"
"It's okay. I guess I don't know who's scolding me. The goddess was explaining a problem to me just now. Could someone be jealous of me? Seriously. The goddess is so gentle and patient. You can't tell from her appearance."
Jiang Lan gave An Jingzhi extra lessons not for any benefit, she would answer anyone else if they asked her questions.
"No need. You've helped me before."
An Jingzhi smiled and said, "I know even if you don't tell me. Let me guess."
Jiang Lan looked over, curious about what the other party could guess.
An Jingzhi didn't keep the suspense and revealed the answer directly, "You like music boxes, right? The music box of the carousel."
Jiang Lan had told him about it in the original owner's memory, but it was during the time when Jiang Lan picked up the original owner.
Her family was not well-off. Other children received gifts and could go to the amusement park on their birthdays, but she had nothing. When she was a child, the birthday present she wanted most was a carousel music box. The first time she saw it, it was a birthday present given to her by the father of her elementary school deskmate. Jiang Lan was very envious.
But she also knew in her heart that it was not easy for her mother to support the family, so she never asked for money.
Jiang Lan was very surprised, "How did you know?"
An Jingzhi smiled complacently, "I guessed it, maybe this is what telepathy means."
Rather than believing in telepathy, Jiang Lan would rather believe that An Jingzhi was just guessing.
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