Chapter 38 I'm wearing such formal clothes today
"Forget it. I haven't read for more than two years. It's useless to catch up." Qin Yu sat back in his seat and leaned back in the armchair, looking at the empty table. "Just give me a book, and I'll pretend."
Jiang Fengyan: "Your book is in the reference room."
"I know, Shen Chenan told me, but I'm only back for three days this time and I don't want to move." Qin Yu turned to look at Jiang Fengyan.
Jiang Fengyan didn't think of refusing. Seeing that Qin Yu had no intention of moving the books, he lowered his head and took a book from the drawer, but he suddenly stopped when he saw the title of the book.
So, he kept his hand in the drawer and didn't take out the book: "Do you know Chen Mo from Class 3?"
Qin Yu raised his eyelids and said, "I have some impression."
"What impression?" Jiang Fengyan asked.
Qin Yu glanced at Jiang Fengyan suspiciously: "He looks pretty good."
Jiang Fengyan's face froze: "Anything else?"
Qin Yu: “No more.”
"She wrote you a letter and put it in a book. I saw it by accident." Jiang Fengyan then took out the vocabulary book that Qin Yu had lent him half a month ago. "I'm sorry."
Qin Yu took the book, flipped through it, and found a letter sandwiched in the middle. He immediately understood: "I didn't add her. I haven't talked to her since I received the letter. I also said last night that I don't know how to fall in love, for fear of delaying her."
Jiang Fengyan listened to Qin Yu's explanation blankly, and a strange feeling filled his heart: "It's not unreasonable for her to write to you."
"I might have been able to get along with her before, but not now." Qin Yu chuckled, "I have you now, and it's not good to cuckold you."
Jiang Fengyan looked at Qin Yu, then turned his head away after a few seconds, his ears feeling a little hot.
Jiang Fengyan's reaction surprised Qin Yu. He didn't expect Jiang Fengyan to be so flirtatious: "Do you need me to explain it to her?"
Jiang Fengyan replied: "No need."
There is nothing wrong with liking someone, there is no need to be so extreme.
"Put on your class uniforms, the opening ceremony is about to begin." The deputy monitor walked to the podium and said, "Also, remember the slogan. Shout it louder so that your voice can cover the other classes."
"Okay, Sister Ke." A boy in the class echoed.
"Then I'll have to hear your voice later." Ke Siyi said to the boy with a smile.
"no problem."
Ke Siyi was sitting at the podium, timing herself. After she said these words, the school radio played the music usually used for assemblies.
The atmosphere in the class became lively with the music on the radio. Everyone stood up and walked towards the playground while chatting.
Qin Yu said to Jiang Fengyan, "Let's go and find Chen Chenan."
Jiang Fengyan said yes, and went to find Shen Chenan with Qin Yu, but found that Shen Chenan was standing next to the girl's seat three seats in front of him, with his hand on his neck beside his ear, looking very nervous.
Jiang Fengyan was stunned.
Qin Yu saw this and said, "Let's go by ourselves."
Jiang Fengyan came back to his senses: "He likes her?"
"Yeah." Qin Yu lowered his voice, "It started three years ago. Three years ago, he was afraid that it would affect the other person's grades. In freshman and sophomore years, he was afraid that it would affect his daily studies. Now he is afraid that it will affect the results of the major exams. I wonder how long he can hide it."
"Why do you want to hide it?" Jiang Fengyan was puzzled. "Isn't he afraid that the girl will be confessed to in advance and fall in love with someone else?"
Qin Yu looked at Jiang Fengyan. After spending these days together, he found that he was the type who would say whatever he wanted to say and do whatever he wanted to do. His eyes became complicated for a moment, and he turned to look at the classmates blocking the stairs in front of him, and said slowly: "I'm afraid we can't even be friends anymore."
Jiang Fengyan frowned slightly, but didn't say anything in the end. After all, he had no power to make decisions for others.
Ning'an has five teaching buildings, two for high school cultural classes, two for university cultural classes, and the last one is for tall sports and art students. There are more than 4,000 students in the school, crowded in the open space between the five teaching buildings. Looking from above, it is densely packed with people.
The monitors of each class were trying their best to maintain order and count the number of people, but at this age they could not stand the hustle and bustle. A few people standing together could form a stage, chatting and laughing.
The class leaders shouted until their voices were almost hoarse, and the situation did not quiet down until the head teacher personally arrived at the "battlefield".
Old Yang was wearing a black suit, with a narrow waist and long legs, which was a change from his usual appearance of being frequently classified as a middle-aged or elderly person even though he was clearly only in his thirties.
"Wow, Lao Yang is so handsome!"
Class 36 was quiet for only a few seconds before they started to make a fuss.
Old Yang's face turned red, and he asked sternly, "Are all the people here?"
"Everyone is here." Liu Zhenwei handed the roll call list to Lao Yang.
Old Yang took the roll call list. Out of his corner he saw that Liu Zhenwei was holding an English vocabulary book in his other hand. “It’s the last opening ceremony of the university sports meet. Relax a little and don’t be too stressed.”
"Okay." Although Liu Zhenwei agreed, he didn't seem to want to put down the book at all.
Old Yang sighed helplessly and looked down at the roll call list, only to see an unexpected name: "Qin Yu is here too?"
"He's behind."
Hearing this, Old Yang turned around and looked behind him. As expected, he saw a familiar figure: "Qin Yu."
Qin Yu was chatting with Jiang Fengyan.
Although they were chatting, he was actually the only one finding topics to talk about, because Jiang Fengyan was a man of few words. Even though he tried very hard to cooperate, the effect was only to increase the number of words from two to three.
Suddenly he heard the voice of his head teacher. He looked up and found that the head teacher was walking towards him.
Lao Yang: “Are you back?”
"Well, I came back specially to attend the sports meeting." Qin Yu smiled, "Are you wearing something so formal today?"
"I didn't want to do it at first, but look at this." Old Yang pointed at the head teachers of each class and said, "Your English teacher said that this is your last sports meet in college and we have to take pictures to commemorate the event. I can't lose to others."
Qin Yu's English teacher is the head teacher of Class 5. She was wearing a red cheongsam at the moment. Her hair, which was usually tied in a low ponytail, was let down and she even creatively curled it into a temporary wave.
There are also Class 3, Class 4, Class 7... Almost every class counselor dressed very formally, put aside their usual dignity in the classroom, and chatted and laughed with the students.
Qin Yu's heart inexplicably tightened.
It is said that the third year of college is one of the most important moments in life, but Qin Yu never paid much attention to it until now. He only knew the meaning of these two words.
It is youth, it is insolence, it is dreams.
"Wait for me to bring you the first place." Qin Yu regained his composure and said with a smile.
"Okay." Old Yang also laughed, but his expression gradually became serious, "Do you really want to drop out of school?"
Qin Yu's smile faded: "Yeah."
Old Yang looked at Qin Yu for a while, and said in a heavy tone, "Your foster brother asked me to help you withdraw from school, but I didn't do it because I felt that even if you couldn't come to class, I had to give you the opportunity to take the exam."
This sentence was like a thunder that stimulated Qin Yu's most sensitive nerve. He looked at Lao Yang and said seriously: "Thank you."
Old Yang patted Qin Yu on the shoulder but said nothing more, because he knew that many things were not something that the student in front of him could decide, and all he could do was to provide him with opportunities as much as possible.
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