Chapter 14: A Sea of Sorrow in His Eyes
Lin Shuliang pulled her, "Okay, it's okay. I've already been scolded, why are you still going up there? Let's go back to the classroom. We still have the last class."
When she passed by Shen Xinghe's window again, she stopped and asked, "Are you guys studying on your own this class?"
"Um."
"Then remember to help me organize the knowledge points. I want to take a closer look." She wasn't that enthusiastic before.
What just now looked like a frosted eggplant now looks like a little sun.
Hearing her words, Shen Xinghe's eyes softened, "Okay."
…
Lin Shuliang was very energetic throughout the math class. Not only did she not fall asleep, she also cooperated very well with the teacher.
After class, Luo Yun said anxiously, "Shuliang, you really don't have to think about getting into the top 200. Forget about the phone."
Lin Shuliang was still working on her homework, unaware of what was going on. "What did you say?"
"..." Luo Yun closed her book, "Did Lao Fu say anything else to you? I think you are abnormal. This matter was originally because of me. I feel sorry for you if you don't explain it clearly."
For this.
Lin Shuliang asked: "Do you have a university you want to apply to?"
Luo Yun thought for a moment, "Not long ago, Yuncheng Film Academy sent me an email. They saw my work for the competition and are willing to accept me if I meet the cultural score requirements."
"They have sent it to me, but are you willing? Live in Yuncheng for the rest of your life, find a Yuncheng husband, have a child, continue to go to elementary school, junior high school, and high school like you did before, and follow the same path you did before. Repeat this cycle over and over again, without changing?" Lin Shuliang asked back.
Luo Yun was stunned. "Why does it sound so scary when you say it?"
“You should dream bigger in your senior year of high school instead of settling for what is readily available,” said Lin Shuliang.
The boy sitting in the front row said, "Lin Shuliang, Shen Xinghe is looking for you."
A single stone caused a thousand ripples, and everyone started to make a fuss, just like when the whole class found out that there was a couple in love and was called to stand up, the whole class coughed together.
This was the first time Luo Yun heard Shen Xinghe's name, but he was unmoved.
Lin Shuliang walked out, and Shen Xinghe handed her three or four A4 sheets of paper. "It's all on there. Memorize the formulas you need to memorize. If you don't understand something, ask me."
"Thank you!" Lin Shuliang said with a smile, and noticed that his elbow was injured. "What's wrong with your hand?"
He said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I just bumped into the wall. It's okay, I'll leave now."
He was a person with a cleanliness freak, and his clothes were always spotless. But when he turned around, Lin Shuliang saw that his back was a little dirty.
Could it be that he was rubbing against the wall as well? Lin Shuliang thought.
Are they going to fight? Thinking of this, Lin Shuliang laughed. How could a person like Shen Xinghe, who was neither popular nor unpopular, fight? Lin Shuliang had only seen him with red eyes once.
At other times, Shen Xinghe was always calm and peaceful. How could he possibly fight!
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Lin Shuliang had already drawn up a plan about the school program. In the last few minutes of the evening self-study class, when she saw the teacher had finished teaching, she came over and said, "Teacher, I have something to do. I'll take up your class time."
The teacher agreed.
Lin Shuliang stood up and said, "I want to talk about our class's performance. First of all, it's a question of who to choose. I would like to have students who study dance so that they can get there faster, but other students who want to contribute can also participate. Now I have to count the people who have signed up. If there are not enough people, we will have to draw lots."
In two minutes, only a few hands were raised, but no one was learning to dance.
Most of the dancers sat in Chen Jingyi's corner. Lin Shuliang looked at her and asked, "Chen Jingyi, aren't you going to join?"
She said unhappily, "Didn't Lao Fu say you were awesome? What do you want us to do?"
Oh…….
"What about the others who are learning dance?" Lin Shuliang asked again.
Chen Jingyi looked around and said, "We don't dare to compete with you. Forget it."
Luo Yun couldn't bear to watch it any longer. "It's okay, Shuliang. Just dance alone. Why are you begging them?"
Why hadn't she thought about this before? Just dance alone, without asking for help. But Lao Fu said no, it's better to dance in a group, because the class is the unit.
The bell rang for the end of class, and Chen Jingyi deliberately said, "Most of us don't live on campus, so it's not safe to go home late. If you have anything to say, talk to us tomorrow."
Lin Shuliang had no choice but to give up.
On the way home, Shen Xinghe saw that she was silent and said, "You have grass growing on your head."
"?" Lin Shuliang expressed her doubt with her eyes.
"When Slow Sheep is deep in thought, the grass will grow. I think you are not far behind!"
Look, this is the real Shen Xinghe.
Lin Shuliang glared at him, "Can you please stop making fun of me? I'm thinking about serious matters."
He asked what happened, and Lin Shuliang told him what happened today.
He said, "I thought it was a difficult thing, but it's so simple. Those who study dance don't cooperate, but there are students studying media and painting in your class. It's easy to make use of their strengths and organize a program, isn't it?"
Yes! Why didn't she think of that?
"It's a pity that you don't study art! You have such a brain. If you studied this, your mother would be so happy." She spoke without thinking and regretted it right after she said it.
Shen Xinghe lowered his eyes and said nothing.
"I'm sorry, I..."
"Let's go, auntie is there." Shen Xinghe interrupted her.
Lin Shuliang felt extremely guilty and her eyes accidentally met his. There seemed to be a sea of sorrow in his eyes, which made people feel sad.
Lin Shuliang forgot that Shen Xinghe was not always cold. When his mother was mentioned, he would become even colder and quieter, as if she didn't exist.