Chapter 48 Acting like a spoiled child
Humans are visual animals, so when two tall and handsome boys were picked at the same time, everything went quiet, especially the girls in the class, who almost stopped what they were doing.
"Our rules are like this. The first student who draws the question asks the second student whether it is truth or dare, and decides the punishment for the second student. The second student asks and decides the punishment for the third student, and so on," Zhang Ze explained.
Jiang Fengyan extracted key information from it.
Not only does he have to choose one from Truth or Dare, but he also has to help the next classmate think of the punishment.
Qin Yu had played it before and knew more about it than Jiang Fengyan. He asked, "Do you want to choose truth or dare?"
“Big Dare” gave Jiang Fengyan a bad feeling, but to be honest… he had just had an unpleasant argument with Qin Yu this morning because he spoke too directly, so what if he said something wrong again later?
"Big adventure." Jiang Fengyan replied.
Qin Yu had seen Zhang Ze and his friends play together before, but they were all classmates who knew each other very well and were very relaxed. However, facing Jiang Fengyan, his deskmate and partner who would frown at the slightest noise, Qin Yu was a little unsure to what extent the other party could accept.
"Act like a spoiled child." Qin Yu thought for a while and said.
"..." Jiang Fengyan stared at Qin Yu very seriously.
Qin Yu and Jiang Fengyan stared at each other for a while, but finally gave in and turned their heads away, but they did not change their minds.
The classmates all looked over there, no longer making any noise as usual, and stared eagerly, with curiosity almost written all over their faces.
After all, no one could imagine the cold and indifferent academic god acting like a spoiled child.
However, the air pressure around him dropped a lot without him noticing, and a classmate buttoned up his open coat.
Jiang Fengyan didn't need to look at everyone in the class to know that everyone's eyes were almost focused on him. His gaze fell on Qin Yu's sharp jawline: "No."
"It's very simple, just add a title or an interjection." Qin Yu tightened the corners of his lips, trying to keep his expression calm as much as possible, turned his head again and looked at Jiang Fengyan, looking like he was simply teaching Jiang Fengyan how to act coquettishly.
Jiang Fengyan paused after hearing this, staring at Qin Yu more seriously, and after making sure that the other party was not joking, he hesitated and said, "I won't, classmate."
Qin Yu: “…”
Although these five words were very simple, Qin Yu still felt a strange feeling in his heart, which made him feel overwhelmed. He forced himself to speak: "Well, next one."
Some of the students around had already covered their mouths with their hands, trying not to make any sound.
Although Jiang Fengyan's coquettishness was a little watery, he was already trying his best to cooperate.
Moreover, the excitement brought by seeing a person who got 719.5 out of a total of 750 points seriously say that he doesn't know the answer is beyond description by the word "exciting".
"Next." Jiang Fengyan frowned. He never wanted to be associated with the word "acting like a spoiled child" again in his life. He urged his classmates to continue, wishing he could skip this topic immediately.
Zhang Zecai realized that Jiang Fengyan’s punishment was over, clicked on the whiteboard screen, and continued to scroll the names.
This time, the name that stopped was a girl's. She looked very clean and weak. When she found that it was her turn, she stood up carefully, glanced at Jiang Fengyan, then quickly lowered her head and whispered, "To be honest."
It was Jiang Fengyan’s first time playing Truth or Dad. He didn’t know how to play it, so he could only guess based on the literal meaning: “Are you a boarding student?”
"Ah?" The girl was ready to answer Jiang Fengyan's question seriously, but she didn't expect Jiang Fengyan to ask this, "Does this count?"
"This doesn't count, right?" said the boy next to the girl.
"Asking is the same as not asking. It doesn't count." Qin Yu recovered from Jiang Fengyan's previous coquettishness. Seeing that Jiang Fengyan played a game so stiffly, he provoked him.
Jiang Fengyan spoke in a flat tone, looked at Qin Yu and asked, "Then what should I ask?"
Qin Yu replied calmly: "Ask about more private matters, such as living habits and hobbies."
It's easy.
Jiang Fengyan suddenly understood and wanted to ask a random question, but suddenly the question Qin Yu asked him last night popped up in his mind: "Which subject do you like to do?"
girl:"……"
Classmates: “…”
Qin Yu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and laughed softly.
The girl looked complicated and thought for a long time before she finally came up with an answer: "Chinese."
Jiang Fengyan nodded and sat back in his chair to indicate that it was over.
Zhang Ze was embarrassed, thinking that the academic genius was indeed different from ordinary people. He clicked the screen on the whiteboard and continued the game.
After that, Qin Yu and Jiang Fengyan were not picked again. The two of them quietly did their own things. It was not until Qin Yu felt that the time was about right that he stood up and said hello to Jiang Fengyan: "I'm going home first. See you tomorrow."
Jiang Fengyan lowered his eyes to hide the expression in his eyes and replied, "Yeah."
Qin Yu left early. The game in the class was still going on, but Jiang Fengyan had lost interest in it. He just picked up a book and left the school.
After Jiang Fengyan got home, he found that Chen Lixue was still not there. He went back to his room and did a few questions, but he still couldn't help but want to send a message to Qin Yu. He deleted and edited it for a long time, and finally sent only three words: "Go to bed early." ］
Two minutes later, Qin Yu replied: [You too. ］
Jiang Fengyan walked to the window, looked up at the twinkling stars in the night sky, and the evening breeze gently passed by his somewhat messy black hair, which was very gentle.
On the second day of the sports meet, Qin Yu easily won first place in the 100-meter sprint final.
In addition to Qin Yu and Jiang Fengyan, three other students in Class 6 of the junior year won first place in the project. Together with the scores of other projects, the total score was 62 points, ranking second in the junior cultural class, only four points away from the first place.
Ke Siyi was quite satisfied with the result. During the evening study session, she wrote the list of athletes for the third day and the competition time on the blackboard: "Tomorrow we have four more events, namely the girls' shot put, the boys' 100-meter hurdles, and the boys' and girls' 4x100 relay. Even if we can't get first place, it's not bad to be in second place."
"No, Sister Ke, when did you become so conservative? We must get first place, okay?" a boy said with a smile.
"Yes, we were second last year too. We must give it a try this year, otherwise when people look back on our class, all they will remember is that we were always second."
Ke Siyi was amused and said, "Well, let's win the championship in this year's sports meet!"
"The hairstyle is perfect and the temperament is noble!"
"The rest of the classes, rest in peace!"
The sports slogans from the third year of college were suddenly seamlessly connected with those from the second year of college. Those who didn't shout slogans realized what was going on and started laughing.
Jiang Fengyan sat in his seat and watched them making noise. He turned his head as if by telepathy and found that Qin Yu was also looking at him at this moment. They were both stunned.
"Qin Yu." Jiang Fengyan called out.
"Hmm?" Qin Yu waited for Jiang Fengyan to finish his words, but found that he just wanted to call his name. He smiled helplessly and said, "I'll give you a gift tomorrow."
"?" Jiang Fengyan didn't expect that he would get a gift just by calling out his name. He was immediately delighted, and his eyes slightly curved as he said, "Okay."
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