Chapter 15
When Tao Xi came out of the drinking room, some more people had already come into the classroom. The newcomers seemed unaware of what had happened before. Some were talking, some were copying homework, and the atmosphere was the same as usual.
Class monitor Li Xiaoyuan was patrolling the classroom with a book in his hand, enforcing discipline, but he was talking to people everywhere. He was about to turn around and patrol another row of seats when he bumped into Tao Xi who was walking to the back row. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately greeted her with a smile:
"Hi, Xiao Tao, good morning!"
Li Xiaoyuan had just learned about the morning gossip through the private boys' group "Class 1 CIA" established by Bi Chengfei. In order to protect the dignity of the vulnerable new classmate, Li Xiaoyuan gave a death order, asking all group members to keep their mouths shut, especially Bi Chengfei, who couldn't control his mouth, and was determined not to mention the matter in front of Tao Xi.
Thinking of this, Li Xiaoyuan grinned a little wider, hoping that his kind and bright smile could dispel the sorrow in this poor man's heart.
Tao Xi, holding a water cup in both hands, also greeted him with a smile: "Good morning, monitor."
Then she walked briskly past him and headed straight for the back seat.
Li Xiaoyuan's bright smile froze.
Is the information wrong? No matter how he looked at her, Tao Xi didn't look as distraught as he had expected.
On the contrary, I feel a little happy?
Why hasn’t Bi Chengfei come yet? Li Xiaoyuan can hardly resist the urge to gossip.
Tao Xi returned to his seat and saw Lin Qinhe reading with his head down, no different from usual.
After he sat down, he placed the cup of water in his hand on Lin Qinhe's desk, turned slightly, looked at Lin Qinhe's deep profile as he lowered his head to read, and said unnecessarily: "The water is ready."
In fact, he just poured out the water in the cup and filled it again.
Lin Qinhe hummed nonchalantly, turned a page and continued reading.
Normally, if he ignored Tao Xi, Tao Xi would have turned around and done his own thing, but after more than ten seconds, this person was still staring at him motionlessly. He couldn't help but turn his face slightly and said coldly:
"What's up?"
He just happened to meet Tao Xi's gaze looking at him. Her beautiful eyes were moist and flickering slightly, like starlight filling a clear river.
Lin Qinhe naturally turned his head back to continue reading and turned another page.
Tao Xi looked at the competition book and said, "You haven't finished reading that page yet."
Unless there really is a quantum wave speed reading method, even a genius would not be able to finish a page so quickly.
Lin Qinhe was about to turn the page when his fingers paused. He turned to look at Tao Xi, frowned slightly, and asked with impatience, "What's the matter?"
Tao Xi was about to speak when the sound of reading in the classroom suddenly became very artificially loud and lively, and it was as lively as a morning market, just because the head teacher just coughed and walked away from the door with his hands behind his back.
He was afraid that Lin Qinhe couldn't hear him, so he leaned towards Lin Qinhe in the noisy and enthusiastic morning reading, half covered his lips with his right hand, and whispered word by word in Lin Qinhe's ear: "I want to say, thank you, thank you!"
Li Xiaoyuan, who was on patrol, had been secretly observing the situation in the last row. His pupils suddenly became dizzy because he saw Tao Xi leaning in front of Lin Qinhe and whispering in his ear, with her slender white neck slightly raised. In order to maintain her body balance, her left hand was casually placed on the edge of the table in front of Lin Qinhe, and her chest was almost hanging on Lin Qinhe.
The new classmate is so brave!
Everyone in their class knew that Lin Qinhe hated people getting too close to him.
Li Xiaoyuan had already imagined a hundred tragic endings for Tao Xi, but in the end, he did not see the expected scene. Lin Qinhe did not move at all and let Tao Xi bite his ear!
Tao Xi, who was unaware that she was being closely observed, retracted her leaning upper body after she finished speaking and tilted her head to continue looking at Lin Qinhe. The tips of her slightly upturned eyelashes were as moist as morning dew, but the corners of her mouth curved into a beautiful arc, as if she had secretly eaten some candy.
Lin Qinhe glanced at Tao Xi's sparkling eyes, then quickly looked away. He smoothed the uneven pages of the book that he had just folded with his fingers, and said in a colder tone than usual: "No need."
As the head teacher walked away, the sounds of reading in the classroom became sparse again, mixed with the sound of gossip.
Tao Xi held up the Chinese textbook to cover his head, leaned sideways on the desk and talked to his deskmate seriously: "Why did you come so early today?"
Normally this person always strives to be the last one, but it was also because Lin Qinhe liked to be late that Tao Xi had the opportunity to occasionally see Lin Qinhe being punished by Bi Aoxue to read English on the screen.
"...There was no traffic jam on the road today." Lin Qinhe closed the book he hadn't read a few pages of and didn't look at Tao Xi.
Tao Xi lay on the desk, looking at Lin Qinhe's jawline, which was beautiful even when looking up from below, and his Adam's apple that rolled when he spoke. He suddenly remembered the first time he saw Lin Qinhe on the podium on the first day of school. At that time, Zhou Qiang asked him why he was late, and he said that he had a car accident on the road.
I had tried not to laugh at that time, but now I laughed. Tao Xi tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth and asked again: "Then how do you know it wasn't me who took it? If it was found out, wouldn't you be embarrassed?"
Lin Qinhe said indifferently: "You don't even have a mobile phone, what do you need headphones for?"
Tao Xi looked slightly embarrassed and whispered back, "I obviously still have a repeater."
Lin Qinhe raised the corner of his lips slightly, stuffed the book into the drawer, but his hand touched the box of tapes he brought with him. He paused, pushed the tape inside, and then said to Tao Xi:
"Give me."
Tao Xi was stunned and asked blankly: "You want a repeater?"
“…”
Lin Qinhe bent his index finger and tapped Tao Xi's desk.
Tao Xi immediately realized that Lin Qinhe was referring to the "stolen goods". He quickly reached into the drawer, fumbled around for a while and found a small box. He then took it out from under the desk and quickly handed it to Lin Qinhe, like a spy passing confidential information.
Lin Qinhe threw it into his schoolbag casually as if it were garbage, then took out a pen and played with it in his hand.
"What are you going to do with it?" Tao Xi asked curiously. These headphones must be very expensive.
"Lost." Lin Qinhe was merciless.
Tao Xi thought that this was the only way. He stared at Lin Qinhe's slender fingers in a daze, and his mind recalled the scene of seeing Lin Qinhe playing the piano that day. He thought to himself that he would just draw those hands next time, but suddenly he heard Lin Qinhe whisper:
"Do you understand now? You don't have to respond to everyone who does you a favor, and you don't have to be grateful just because someone treats you a little better."
"?"
Tao Xi was stunned. Was Lin Qinhe lecturing him about this lesson?
He was confused for a long time before he realized that Lin Qinhe might be referring to the time when he helped Jiang Xinyu draw a blackboard newspaper for a bottle of water worth 12 yuan. If not, perhaps the subsequent disputes would not have been involved.
He didn't understand why Lin Qinhe was always thinking about the blackboard newspaper. Was he still brooding over the flowers he drew?
Tao Xi still covered his head with the book, and moved closer to Lin Qinhe's desk, resting his chin on his elbow. Not realizing that he had crossed the line, he tilted his head and raised his eyelashes to look at Lin Qinhe, and asked doubtfully:
"What if there are very few people who are nice to me? If I don't respond, will no one be willing to be nice to me in the future?"
To him, even the kindness of his parents and relatives is false. There is no one in this world who will treat him well unconditionally.
Lin Qinhe lowered his eyes and looked into Tao Xi's eyes. He twisted the cap of the pen with a little force, then quickly closed it. After a moment of silence, he said, "You only need to respond well to those who are truly good to you."
There is no good in the world without reason. Whether it is good intentions or bad intentions, it is mixed with various purposes and ideas.
Tao Xi was stunned for a moment. He looked at Lin Qinhe and suddenly laughed, with the smile trembling gently on his long eyelashes.
Lin Qinhe pursed his lips and said stiffly: "What are you laughing at."
Is there any normal person who could laugh so heartlessly after what happened this morning?
Tao Xi restrained her smile, but the corners of her mouth were still curled up, and she said happily:
“Because I know who to be nice to.”
He looked at Lin Qinhe with a smile, but Lin Qinhe seemed not to want to talk to him anymore. He had no choice but to stand up from the table, put down the Chinese textbook, stared at the book in a daze, thinking about something in his mind.
But suddenly three blank sheets of paper and a black fountain pen appeared on the open Chinese textbook, and then an unquestionable voice said to him:
"Didn't you say that I could write anything you wanted? Then write a self-reflection on what happened this morning, reflect on your mistakes, and give it to me before school is over tonight."
Tao Xi stared at the three pieces of paper and the pen in front of him in amazement.
Although he had promised Lin Qinhe, he never expected that Lin Qinhe would have to write a self-criticism himself.
Tao Xi wrote many self-criticisms in elementary and middle school for fighting, skipping classes, talking back to teachers, and talking in class...
After entering high school, he learned to act well. He was praised by teachers for his good grades, and no one asked him to review his mistakes.
Tao Xi felt a little ashamed and couldn't help but retort: "What did I do wrong? Why do I have to write a self-criticism?"
But he saw Lin Qinhe glanced at him indifferently, his eyes were calm but full of oppression, and it was clear that she was somewhat dissatisfied with his defiance.
Tao Xi became honest and said sullenly, "Okay, I was wrong, I'll write it."
He picked up the black pen and held it in his palm, only to find that the warmth of Lin Qinhe's hand was still on it. He used some force to hold it tightly, and then wrote the three words "apology" very solemnly on the first line of the first piece of paper.
As for how to write it, he had no idea at all. The self-criticisms he had written before high school were all fabricated and not serious at all. But this was to be written to Lin Qinhe, so he couldn't take it as a joke.
Tao Xi scratched his head in distress, frantically searching his mind for the ideological reports and self-criticisms he had read before.
During the last evening self-study class, Zhou Qiang suddenly came to the classroom to find Tao Xi and whispered to him, "Tao Xi, come out with me." After that, he left the classroom first.
Tao Xi was stunned. Before leaving his seat, he quickly placed the self-criticism he had just written on Lin Qinhe's desk, and then quickly left the classroom.
Zhou Qiang took Tao Xi out of the teaching building and walked to a secluded flower bed. After confirming that no one was around, he started talking:
"Tao Xi, I understand what happened this morning. I'm really sorry. I want to say sorry to you. As the class teacher, I didn't know there was a conflict in the class, and I almost caused you to be misunderstood."
Zhou Qiang chose his words very carefully, obviously still taking the girls' reputation into consideration, but his tone was sincere, so sincere that Tao Xi felt a little at a loss.
Tao Xi was thinking about his own self-review and shook his head and said, "Teacher, no need to apologize, this is not your fault."
No matter how powerful the class teacher is, it is impossible to control the emotions and malice of every student in the class.
Zhou Qiang sighed, raised his hand and patted Tao Xi on the shoulder, saying, "Good boy, it's not easy for you to come to our school. I thought it would be fine if I arranged you next to Lin Qinhe, but I didn't expect that something almost went wrong. Fortunately, it didn't get out of hand."
If the matter gets out of hand, even if Tao Xi can be cleared of all charges, it will be a very ugly one, and Zhou Qiang is still worried.
Tao Xi was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Why did you arrange for me to sit next to Lin Qinhe?"
It was obvious that Lin Qinhe really hated having a deskmate.
Zhou Qiang paused and explained, "Although every child in Class 1 is excellent, it is precisely because they are too excellent that, except for the unsurpassed Lin Qinhe, many people are actually secretly competing with each other. After all, you are a newcomer, and I am worried that it will be difficult for you to integrate into the group."
Although Zhou Qiang's words were very tactful, Tao Xi still understood them.
Except for some born stupid people like Bi Chengfei, most of the people in Class 1 are very competitive. He is a poor student from a poor county. Even if the students in the class will accept him in a friendly manner at the beginning out of their upbringing, if the gap between him and others is too big, such friendliness will most likely turn into contempt or even exclusion.
But Tao Xi still didn't understand what this had to do with putting him next to Lin Qinhe. He wanted to ask, but Zhou Qiang changed the subject and started to talk nonsense:
"If you have any difficulties in life and study, you must tell me. You should use the subsidy given by the school. If it is not enough, you can write an application to the school. The sponsor of this project is very generous. Your tuition and living expenses actually come from the fund given by the sponsor to the school, so you don't have to worry about spending the school's money..."
Tao Xi couldn't help but ask curiously: "Teacher, can I know who the sponsor is?"
He had always thought that this project was funded by the Qingshui County Government and Wenhua No. 1 Middle School. It seemed that there was a specific sponsor who funded all his expenses for coming to Wenhua No. 1 Middle School.
Tao Xi recalled that after the mid-term exam in the first half of the year when he was in the second year of high school, the principal of Qingshui No. 1 Middle School suddenly announced that the first place in the final joint exam would "study abroad" at Wenhua No. 1 Middle School. It was from then on that he began to prepare for the college entrance examination as if he were preparing for it.
Zhou Qiang seemed a little shy, thinking that Tao Xi wanted to thank him in person, so he said kindly: "Good child, you just need to concentrate on your studies. Going to a good university in the future will be the best reward."
At this time, students in a classroom were studying quietly. Of course, there were also fleas like Bi Chengfei who were restless and waiting for the get out of class to end.
He was looking at the book in front of him with boredom and wandering eyes, when he suddenly heard a laugh from behind.
The laughter was extremely short and suppressed, but Bi Chengfei's big ears still heard it. He turned his head and looked back as if he had seen a ghost. There was only Lin Qinhe in the back row who was reading a few pieces of composition paper.
"???"
Bi Chengfei felt like he had really seen a ghost. Since Tao Xi was not there, it could only be Lin Qinhe who was laughing. But when had this ice sculpture of Lin Qinhe ever laughed out loud?
He narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Qinhe's face, trying to dig out a smile from this perfect face to prove that he was not hallucinating, but Lin Qinhe's face was as stern as usual, and he just looked at the composition paper intently.
Bi Chengfei couldn't help but stretch his neck to get closer, and asked in a low voice curiously: "God of Learning, what's so funny? Can you show it to me?"
As a result, Lin Qinhe turned the composition paper over and placed it on the table, and coldly spat out one word: "Get lost."
Bi Chengfei retracted his neck and turned away aggrievedly.
He thought that he should not only make an appointment with his father for a neurosurgeon, but also maybe make an appointment with an ear doctor.
How could Lin Qinhe possibly laugh out loud?
Even if you read him a collection of jokes, he wouldn't laugh.
He must have heard it wrong.
But a scene suddenly flashed in Bi Chengfei's mind. He remembered that when he was in the first year of high school, he used to run errands to get the letters sent to Class 1 from the security guard. Sure enough, he saw that most of them were sent from Qingshui County to Lin Qinhe. One look at the handwriting showed that they were written by little girls.
Most of them were sent by the same girl. Bi Chengfei was deeply impressed by the unique handwriting because every time he went to pick up the mail, there would be a letter from this girl, six or seven letters every month, and one more during the holidays.
He was almost moved by this spirit, but this girl seemed to have bad taste. Her handwriting was flowery and looked like non-mainstream Martian language.
Bi Chengfei picked out the letter and put it on Lin Qinhe's desk as usual. At that time, Lin Qinhe seemed to be reading a photocopy of an excellent essay with full marks that He Wenjiao had sent him a long time ago.
Bi Chengfei couldn't help but joked, "God of Study, I seriously suspect that you are late for my English class on purpose every time, so that the girl from Qingshui No. 1 Middle School can see you reading English on the screen and write you a love letter, right?"
Of course he was talking nonsense. With Lin Qinhe's cold personality, he must have lost all the letters he sent to him. He didn't throw them into the trash can on the spot because of his upbringing. How could he be late and embarrassed for someone who was thousands of kilometers away?
Bi Chengfei felt that Lin Qinhe would coldly say "get out" to him, or simply ignore him.
As a result, Lin Qinhe didn't say anything at that time, but smiled slightly, and then put all the envelopes into his schoolbag.
The smile was fleeting, making Bi Chengfei think he was hallucinating.
Bi Chengfei thought again of the gossip that Li Xiaoyuan had shared with him during the day, and suddenly felt that he had neglected his duties as the leader of the CIA group.
At this time, Lin Qinhe in the back row turned over the composition paper again and looked at the last paragraph of the elegant handwriting:
I solemnly review and will conscientiously implement the thoughts of Lin Qinhe, an outstanding representative, and adhere to the three unshakable principles of "unwaveringly believing in Lin Qinhe", "unwaveringly listening to Lin Qinhe", and "unwaveringly striving to learn from Lin Qinhe". I will continue to move closer to Lin Qinhe, an outstanding representative, and strictly require my words and deeds with high standards, to "learn to say no", "not respond to small favors casually", and "not waste time doing meaningless things". I will study hard, work hard, and strive to be among the top 50 in the grade in the midterm exam, and live up to the glorious mission of being Lin Qinhe's deskmate!
Reviewer: Tao Xi
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Although I don’t have any drafts saved, I wrote another 5,000 words
I really don't know if I can update tomorrow.
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