Chapter 14 How do you know his height and weight?

Chapter 14 How do you know his height and weight?

"He's number one in the grade. How could I not know him?" Zhao Xintong said in a loud and emotional voice, "I heard that he is in your school now, and is in the same class with you?"

Not only are we in the same class, we also sit at the same desk.

But Qin Yu's focus was not here: "First in the grade?"

"Yes, he ranked first in science, and I ranked first in liberal arts." Zhao Xintong said, "Although this happened before the second semester, do you believe that a person who has been ranked first in science for more than a year would have his grades drop by more than 200 points in a few months?"

Qin Yu: “…”

Zhao Xintong's short sentence contains countless flaws in every word.

Fortunately, Zhao Xintong never needed others to respond, and could finish her own words: "Before we were divided into different subjects, he and I were in the same experimental class. He was not easy to get along with, so even though we were in the same class, we only said a few words to each other. Moreover, people will be in awe of those who are much stronger than themselves."

Zhao Xintong: "At that time, he always scored over 900 points in any test, which was 30 or 40 points lower than the rest of the class. He was not a human being at all. But since last year, he has been violating school rules for some reason, and his grades have obviously dropped. The dean and even the principal have talked to him. Obviously, it was useless, otherwise he wouldn't be in your school now."

Qin Yu fell silent again.

Zhao Xintong: "So why are you asking me about him?"

"I have met him before, and now we are desk mates. I am a little curious about what he is like in Beicheng." Qin Yu said calmly.

"Oh, don't be curious. He is very unhappy with everyone. Even the homeroom teacher doesn't dare to talk to him easily. If nothing unexpected happens, you two won't even have any interactions."

"Yeah." Qin Yu responded lightly, "He is at my house now."

Zhao Xintong: “?”

Qin Yu: "As expected, he is still wearing my clothes."

Zhao Xintong: “???”

Zhao Xintong: "I was in the same class with him for a year and I couldn't talk to him. How did you do it?"

Qin Yu told the truth: "I didn't do anything. He came here on his own initiative. I was still wondering why he was so familiar with me."

Zhao Xintong was speechless for a moment, then hesitated and asked, "Are we talking about the same Jiang Fengyan?"

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows: "He is from North City. Is it easy for you to have the same name as him?"

Zhao Xintong was not discouraged: "1.86 meters tall and 70 kilograms in weight?"

"...He's about 1.80 meters tall, but I don't know how much he weighs." Qin Yu was originally solemn, but Zhao Xintong made him laugh and cry. "How do you know his height and weight?"

Zhao Xintong's tone became a little unnatural: "Why do you care so much? I just know it."

"Okay, Miss." Qin Yu was used to Zhao Xintong's dictatorship. "I'm done with the questions. I'm hanging up now?"

Zhao Xintong said angrily, "Wait, how long has it been since you contacted me? Why are you hanging up so soon?"

Qin Yu: "I'm not afraid of affecting your studies?"

"It's nothing." Zhao Xintong cursed, "There are still more than 200 days left. This little time is not a big deal. Let me ask you, which exam are you going to take?"

Qin Yu's face became a little stiff: "Why ask this question?"

"Just answer it."

Qin Yu smiled and said, "With this score, where can I study?"

"Come on, you can fool Gu Chengye and that old woman, but you want to fool me?" Zhao Xintong said in a serious tone, "Let's work together to get rid of our family, okay?"

Qin Yu no longer had the slightest hint of a smile on his face, and said calmly, "Grades may not determine everything."

Zhao Xintong: "I know, but at this age when I have almost nothing, all I can do is create opportunities for my future."

Qin Yu twirled the pen with his fingertips, but ultimately chose not to answer Zhao Xintong's question: "When you have a day off, let's get together."

"...Okay." Zhao Xintong sighed and let Qin Yu change the subject. "National Day holiday is three days, you should be free too, right?"

Qin Yu: “Anytime.”

"That's it for now, I'm going to do the questions."

Zhao Xintong hung up the phone first.

Qin Yu stared at his phone for a moment, opened the drawer of his desk, took out a notebook, and took out a folded piece of paper that was sandwiched in the middle.

There were many numbers written on it, and Qin Yu finally stopped his eyes on the number "542".

At this moment, many thoughts that almost overwhelmed his mind came to his mind. Qin Yu crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can beside him. He supported his forehead with his hand, and the corners of his lips curled up, with a bit of bitterness and coldness.

——

"Hello, classmate Qin Yu. I'm Chen Mo from Class 3. I've been following you since the first year of high school, watching your every move... I really like you. If you're willing, can you add me as a friend? Contact information: 159XXXX..."

Jiang Fengyan looked at the love letter expressionlessly, and put it back into the envelope after reading it.

The envelope had been opened, which meant that Qin Yu must have read the contents of the letter.

Jiang Fengyan casually flipped through a few pages of the English vocabulary book, then lost interest. He put the book on the table, walked to the bathroom, and looked at himself in the mirror wearing a shirt.

He seldom wears a shirt, and suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable wearing this way. After looking at it for a while, he took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of himself in the mirror.

Just as I was about to take a look at the photo effect, a pop-up message appeared from a contact I hadn’t contacted for a long time.

[Zhao Xintong: I heard that you transferred to Ning’an. Are you adapting well? ］

Jiang Fengyan: “?”

He looked at the name and was still wondering who the other person was, when he suddenly remembered that Qin Yu had said in the afternoon that this was the only person he knew in North City.

So Jiang Fengyan exited the album page and typed two words in reply.

[Jiang: Not bad. ］

[Zhao Xintong: I heard that the study atmosphere there is very lazy and few people study seriously. I thought you would not be able to adapt. ］

Jiang Fengyan was silent for a few seconds. He didn't know what to say in response and he had lost his patience, so he just sent a random syllable as a reply.

He then exited the chat and reopened the photo album to look at the shirt photo.

The other side.

Zhao Xintong looked at the "hmm" sent by Jiang Fengyan in the chat history and eight hundred horses were galloping through her heart.

God is so familiar with people.

It was 11:30 Beijing time and the evening self-study class in Beicheng had been over for more than half an hour.

Zhao Xintong checked the answers to the exercises she had just done against the reference answers, and only closed the exercise book after making sure that every question was correct.

She stood up and walked to the closet, took out her pajamas and pants from the closet and went into the bathroom, ready to take a shower before going to bed.

There was an alarm clock on the bedside table not far away, and the timer hand pointed to the number "6".

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