Chapter 35: Unexpectedly, is this human language? The teacher would faint after hearing it...
It wasn't until a pair of strong hands grabbed Yu Xiang's arm before them that they woke up from their dream and looked in the direction of the hand.
After seeing Jiang Ci's iconic handsome face, both of them were stunned: "Jiang, Jiang..."
Yu Xiang was equally stunned: "Why are you back? The competition was over so soon?"
"I handed in my paper early." Jiang Ci explained calmly, "Are you all okay?"
"Hand in the paper early?!" However, no one paid attention to the second half of his sentence, and all attention was focused on the first half of his sentence, which he said lightly.
"That sounds so cool. I hope I can do this once someday... No, that's not right. Doesn't the teacher forbid us to hand in the paper early?" Zhang Miao suddenly sobered up after being intoxicated and asked in confusion.
“It’s not allowed in the general exams, but there’s no special emphasis on the competition.”
Yu Xiang: "Then I think she will remember to emphasize it next time."
Jiang Ci: "Then I won't participate next time."
Yu Xiang couldn't believe what he heard for a moment: "?" What did you say?
Is this human language? The teacher would be so angry that he would faint after hearing it, right?
"Just kidding." A hint of teasing flashed across Jiang Ci's face, and his gaze lingered on Yu Xiang's pale lips for a moment. "Can you still walk?"
"Of course I can. I'm not that weak." Yu Xiang answered without hesitation, his back straightening even further. Every fiber of his being wanted to prove his words were true. "If you wanted to hand in your paper early, why did you come all the way here?"
"Because I heard a few people cursing on the road, I thought that with your physical strength, you should still be halfway there, so—"
Yu Xiang finished the rest of the sentence with a sullen face: "So you came all the way here to laugh at me?"
Jiang Ci spread his hands in denial: "I didn't say anything."
"Stop, stop, stop! Calm down, both of you! I know you fight out of affection, but scolding out of love... No, I mean, occasionally arguing can cultivate sentiment. But third period is Lei Gong's class, so shouldn't we hurry back?" Zhang Miao saw this and quickly tried to smooth things over. "Old Fang just told me he wanted to take a shit before class."
The second half of his sentence was pure slander, so Fang Chengyu angrily accused him: "I didn't do that! You're talking nonsense!"
Although Yu Xiang was used to this, he still shook his head in amazement: "Sanshui, you really are always itchy all over if you don't see me for a day."
The four of them went back to class noisily.
The "death speed" of the leading class certainly caused strong dissatisfaction among the classes in the second year of high school, but it also allowed them to have longer spare time after the morning exercises.
The weather in mid-May was already a bit hot, and everyone was so hot after just coming back from strenuous exercise that they felt like they were about to explode. Even though the fans in the classroom were turned to the highest setting, many boys in the class still couldn't stand the heat and lifted up their clothes to fan themselves without caring about their image.
However, this behavior soon aroused strong protests from the girls in the class, and the classroom was in chaos and bustling for a while.
"Ahhhh Xu Tianhao! Don't lift your clothes in class!"
"rogue!"
"If you don't have abs, don't lift your clothes!!!"
"So what?" Lu Ziyang was deeply dissatisfied. He happened to catch a glimpse of Jiang Ci, Yu Xiang and others entering the classroom from the back door. He pointed his finger and said, "If those two had lifted their clothes, you would definitely not have such expressions."
Yu Xiang, who was about to enter the room, paused, bewildered. "Those two? Which two?"
He said, then turned to Zhang Miao and Fang Chengyu who were following behind him: "I'm talking to you."
Fang Chengyu pulled Zhang Miao back a big step: "Brother Yu, don't do it, he's obviously talking about you."
"Cough." Jiang Ci coughed lightly.
In an instant, the whole classroom fell silent.
Lu Ziyang regretted his impulsive words and honestly put his clothes back. He pretended to be busy looking around and pinched the unaware Xu Tianhao: "My deskmate is talking to you. Don't act like a hooligan in public. Put your clothes on properly."
Xu Tianhao, who was inexplicably called out, was so shocked that his voice rose several notches: "What the hell? Lu Ziyang, do you have the guts to say it again?!"
"Conscience? How could I have one? Have you forgotten, my dear deskmate, that you ate away my conscience on the first day of school?"
"Get lost!!! Don't think I can't hear the hidden meaning in your words!"
“Hahahaha——” There was an immediate burst of laughter from all around.
"Jiang Ci? Is your competition over? Why didn't Anyan come back with you?" Wang Sitian, Ning Anyan's deskmate and also the math representative of their class, came over and asked after seeing them return to their seats.
"I handed in my paper early, she should be done soon too." Jiang Ci answered as he took out the textbook for the next class.
"Wow, you're just like me. You handed in the paper early. I still don't have the courage to do that...but the teacher won't let me." Wang Sitian did not hide her inner praise for him.
After she finished speaking, she suddenly seemed to remember something and looked at Yu Xiang who was standing beside her: "Oh, Xiao Yu, when I went to the office to hand in my homework just now-"
"Xiao Yu classmate" is Fan Zhengqing's nickname for Yu Xiang. He calls him that so often that some classmates like to follow suit.
However, Yu Xiang felt creepy about anything related to math, including being the math class representative. So when Wang Sitian looked at him, he already felt a chill down his spine. "What, what's wrong?"
What Wang Sitian hadn't finished saying was a good suspense, which successfully attracted Jiang Ci's curious look.
"I saw Teacher Fan correcting the formulas in your dictation. While correcting them, he said, 'Oh, our classmate Xiao Yu did very well in the dictation this time.'" When she repeated it, she deliberately imitated Fan Zhengqing's tone of voice, which sounded both serious and funny.
After she finished speaking, she began to observe Yu Xiang's reaction with an expectant look on her face, but the upward curve of her lips betrayed her: "What do you think, Xiao Yu, would you like to express your thoughts on this?"
She thought Yu Xiang would be cocky and proud, but to her surprise, he wasn't as happy as she had imagined. Instead, he looked confused and incredulous: "He actually praised me?"
Wang Sitian was stunned by this, and then he said, "He's very touched by your progress. After all, your previous results were quite... um... terrible."
"It's okay. I know. I even thought that when we graduate, he'll quietly pull me outside and tell me not to tell anyone that he taught high school math." Yu Xiang saw the hesitation in her words and said frankly, "I even think I'm a major failure in his teaching career."
——As everyone knows, Fan Zhengqing is not only their math teacher but also the head of the teaching and research group of their grade's math group. He receives several commendations every year.
"No." Jiang Ci, who had been listening to them quietly, suddenly spoke.
"What's not?" Yu Xiang immediately turned to look at him. "How many times have I told you that being so frugal with your words is no different from telling riddles. You have to break this bad habit."
Perhaps it was because Yu Xiang's tone of preaching was too natural, and the target of his preaching was Jiang Ci, which gave Wang Sitian a little shock, and her mouth unconsciously opened into an "o" shape.
Jiang Ci: "This is called simple words with shocking meaning."
Yu Xiang crossed his arms over his chest, not buying it at all: "If I don't understand, then it's a riddle."
"Okay. I should definitely take care of your comprehension ability." Jiang Ci imitated Yu Xiang's gesture of crossing his arms over his chest, and sighed lightly with a relaxed look. "But you have to change that bad habit of not letting people finish their sentences."
Yu Xiang was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously asked, "What?"
"Just now, before I could finish the second half of my sentence, you started criticizing me." Although Jiang Ci's tone was flat when he said this, Yu Xiang clearly felt a subtle sense of grievance from it.
Jiang Ci rarely expressed this kind of emotion. Even if he suffered a loss, he would more likely fight back with sarcasm, or keep it in mind and wait for the right opportunity to settle the old and new accounts together.
Wang Sitian's eyes jumped back and forth between Yu Xiang and Jiang Ci's faces, and she was so nervous that she wanted to pick her fingers.
She originally just wanted to chat with them casually, but the atmosphere started to become more and more strange, and she had less and less room to get a word in. She could only wait and see.
"So... I wronged you? Then what was your second half of the sentence originally going to say?"
Jiang Ci shifted his gaze seemingly unintentionally and said calmly, "Thanks to you, I don't want to talk about it now."
"You—" Yu Xiang's breath was stuck in his throat. After much thought, he felt that it would be even more difficult to find out if he confronted Jiang Ci head-on now, so he forced a smile, and his tone became gentle through gritted teeth: "Then what can I do to make you want to talk?"
"You should know this better than me. Why don't you try to recall it?"
"How did I know it so clearly?" Yu Xiang had a question mark on his forehead, and he racked his brains to recall it carefully.
As a result, he had to trace it back to his childhood, but... No, childhood?
Jiang Ci has been very emotionally stable since he was a child. He never fights, competes, or makes trouble. The worst thing he has ever done is teasing Yu Xiang, but he always knows when to stop.
But Yu Xiang was different. Before his rebellious period ended, he was a little devil. Wherever he was, there would be unrest. Even the big yellow dog that went out for a walk in his hometown in the countryside would take a detour when it saw him.
After moving to the city and having no chickens or dogs to bother him, he set his sights on the green grass on the roadside trees - the result is predictable, halfway up the tree he was glaring at the urban management officer at the bottom of the tree, and in the end the problem was solved only when Jiang Ci lied and said that a badminton ball was hit up the tree.
He did a lot of things like this, but Jiang Ci's tolerance for him was always surprisingly high. As long as it was not to the extent of harming society, he would basically turn a blind eye and try to persuade him. If persuasion was not effective, he would just watch from the side, ready to help clean up the mess at any time.
But even Jiang Ci, who was as stable as Mount Tai, got really angry once - he was a stubborn person and it was hard to control himself when he got angry.
Yu Xiang pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and secretly glanced at Jiang Ci's expression at the moment, thinking, could he really be referring to that time?
This happened so long ago, just that one time... Come to think of it, how did you coax her into it that time?
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