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Ever since Class 3 decided to perform a drama on New Year's Day, Chen Xiyu has become idle. The reason is simple. Classmate Yao Nuannuan, who originally proposed the idea of performing a drama, is very positive about it. After watching her idol perform in several dramas, she began to catch up on the dramas that were popular in previous years and showed a strong interest in drama performances.
Chen Xiyu didn't know much about drama, so he gave full responsibility for the drama to Yao Nuannuan. Chen said he would listen to Yao Nuannuan in everything.
"Even if Sister Nuan asked me to play the role of a tree, I would definitely stand still on the stage. Even if Sister Nuan asked me to play the role of a vicious stepmother, I would have no second thoughts."
Yao Nuannuan couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Class monitor, you think this is a fairy tale, with a vicious stepmother."
Chen Xiyu came to his senses and couldn't help but touch his head.
Yao Nuannuan: "But don't tell me, I am indeed considering a few options now. One is "Thunderstorm", one is "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs", and the other is "Tea House". I'm still hesitating."
Chen Xiyu: "Thunderstorm is a text we all learned in our childhood. Although it's familiar, it's easy for people who don't have much experience with drama to not know how to perform it. The same is true for Teahouse. Although it's familiar, for those of us who don't have experience, it's easier to perform it than to act it out."
Yao Nuannuan nodded as she thought about it: "That's the truth."
Yao Nuannuan's deskmate, Li Zhi, raised her hand and interjected, "Family, I have something to say."
Chen Xiyu: "Oh, Mr. Li has an idea, feel free to talk."
Li Zhi: "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. Snow White is easy to find, but what about the seven dwarfs? Which boy in the class wants to play the dwarfs? Besides, none of them look like dwarfs."
Chen Xiyu: "That's true."
Yao Nuannuan suddenly had an idea, "We can perform Cinderella."
The students nearby gathered around and said, "Cinderella is fine. I saw this cartoon when I was a kid."
"I've seen it, too."
Someone said, "Can Tan Zhao play the prince? I want to see Tan Zhao wearing prince clothes, he'd look absolutely stunning."
The other students were inspired to speak up, "I want to see Wang Ze play the role of the evil stepmother."
"I want to see Tan Zhao play the prince, too."
Everyone was discussing so excitedly that they didn't notice until Tan Zhao came back with water and passed by them.
Chen Xiyu: "I also think Tan Zhao can play the prince. If he plays the prince, I, Chen Xiyu, don't mind playing the king for him."
After praising himself, he closed his eyes and began to laugh to himself.
Tan Zhao, who was passing by to collect water, said:
Tan Zhao: "I don't want it, I refuse."
Chen Xiyu was leaning on her chair, and when she heard the voice of the person involved, she was so scared that she almost dropped the chair.
Tan Zhao glanced at her, and after seeing her sit down, he took the cup of water and left.
Wang Yuyao: "Class monitor, does Tan Zhao mean he doesn't want to play the prince or the drama?"
Chen Xiyu hadn't recovered from nearly falling off the chair yet. She spread her hands and said, "I don't know either."
On the other side, Chen Xiyu returned to his seat and saw Tan Zhao still doing exercises.
Chen Xiyu pushed Tan Zhao with a pen.
"Tan Zhao."
Tan Zhao glanced over, only glanced once before looking away without stopping his pen.
"What did you mean just now?"
"Literally, I feel I don't have the ability to do well in things I don't know yet."
"So you just don't want to play the prince?"
Tan Zhao nodded.
Chen Xiyu was wondering, besides Tan Zhao, who else could play the prince? She secretly looked around the class, trying to find someone who fit the prince's temperament.
At this moment, there was a loud bang. Chen Xiyu touched his head and saw that Tan Zhao was holding the tool used in the crime - a pen.
"And I just heard someone say he wants to play my father? Chen Xiyu, you are quite talented, and you are even going to play a reverse role, right?"
Chen Xiyu tried to argue: "Why, it's unreasonable? I think it's very reasonable."
Tan Zhao couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. "Have you ever seen a 1.6-meter-tall king or a 1.8-meter-tall prince in a play?"
Chen Xiyu couldn't help but blush, and after a while she blurted out, "I'm 1.68 meters tall, okay?"
Tan Zhao nodded as he worked on the questions. "Yeah, I'm 1.85 meters tall too."
Tan Zhao deliberately imitated Chen Xiyu's tone of voice, "I'm 1.85 meters tall."
Chen Xiyu was disgusted and sat further away from Tan Zhao, "Tan Zhao, you are so disgusting."
Tan Zhao noticed Chen Xiyu's little action and couldn't help but smile with his eyes curved.
Chen Xiyu was angry and was stunned when she saw Tan Zhao laughing happily.
He pointed his finger at the corner of Tan Zhao's mouth that was raised.
"Tan Zhao, you have dimples."
At that moment, Chen Xiyu really couldn't help but poke the pair of dimples with her fingers, and she really did it.
The girl's fingertips poked the small dent on Tan Zhao's cheek.
Now it was Tan Zhao's turn to be stunned. After three seconds, he hurriedly turned his face away, clenched his right fist, put it to his mouth and coughed twice.
"What are you doing, Chen Xiyu? Hurry up and study."
Chen Xiyu's fingers were still raised in the air, and when she retracted them, she felt a strange sensation at her fingertips.
He turned around and said, "Oh."
"Stingy."
Unexpectedly, the person next to him stopped writing and quickly poked Chen Xiyu's cheek with his hand.
"I want it back."
The two childish guys were just hitting each other, completely unaware that Yao Nuannuan and the others who were sitting in the front of the class were watching.
It’s not Yao Nuannuan’s fault for wanting to peek deliberately. It’s just that Yao Nuannuan suddenly had the idea of the play "Cinderella" during the self-study class. However, Yao Nuannuan sat in the second row at the back of the class, while Chen Xiyu sat in the last row diagonally opposite. The distance between the two could be said to be the farthest in the class.
Yao Nuannuan has been a very expressive little girl with countless thoughts in her heart since she was young. She really couldn't bear it until school was over, so she had to write it on a piece of paper and ask someone to pass it to the class monitor. Then, Wang Ze, who was asked to pass the note, and her deskmate Li Zhi saw the scene of the two of them poking each other and poking back.
The setting sun shone into the classroom through the window, onto the study desk, and onto the boy and girl. He was laughing and she was making noise.
A corner of the curtain was blown, and there happened to be a glass jar of paper crane candies on the corner of the windowsill, which reflected colorful spots of light under the sunlight.
Many years later, Yao Nuannuan, who had become a best-selling writer of youth romance novels, was asked in an interview for her author column what was the best idea of youth love in her mind after writing so many best-selling campus romance novels.
Yao Nuannuan said: "For me, when I write novels, I have countless small fragments of pictures in my mind. These may be my completely fictitious imaginations, or they may be stories I have actually experienced or seen.
When it comes to youth, I can never forget it. Many years ago, there was a pair of good-looking male and female classmates in our class. At that time, I liked to ship them and like to make fun of them, but I never took them seriously.
Until one day, I accidentally witnessed their interactions. She was making a scene, and he was watching with a smile. Jokingly, if I hadn't understood we were in school, their red and blue uniforms would have looked like a couple's outfit to me. That moment truly made me sigh: pure love between a boy and a girl is so beautiful! I think this is the best form of youth.
The interviewing staff probably didn't expect that the writer in front of them would speak so sincerely and seriously. When the other staff present heard such a description, most of their fatigue from work dissipated, as if they had become bystanders of that beautiful young love, just like Yao Nuannuan.
The dignified and elegant interviewing girl next to him responded: "What a beautiful story. Then can I ask, are they still together?"
Yao Nuannuan responded with a smile: "Before today's interview, the girl called me."
Yao Nuannuan added the second half of the sentence, which made everyone in the room excited.
"They're getting married next month."
Not long after, during the anniversary celebration of Yao Nuannuan's writing platform, a video of an interview with a group of authors was released. Yao Nuannuan's interview video became a minor hit in the literary circle, with countless netizens exclaiming, "From school uniforms to wedding dresses, how romantic and great!" and "I really want to see what this handsome couple looks like!"
The love of youth is like a thousand paper crane candies in a glass jar. The outer packaging is bright and colorful. When you open one and put it in your mouth, it feels sweet.
As for whose paper crane candies are placed in the corner of the window? The camera switches to Xie Yanzhi, who is struggling with his thoughts during the quasi-study session.
Xie Yanzhi was looking down at the paper crane candy that had fallen on the table, tapping the glass jar with his index finger.
Because Fiona Sit wanted to ask Jiang Hui's deskmate Wang Yuyao some English questions, Fiona Sit and Jiang Hui temporarily switched seats during this study session.
Jiang Hui, who had just become Xie Yanzhi's temporary deskmate, was extremely annoyed. Amidst the repeated knocking on the glass, Jiang Hui couldn't help but ask, "Xie Yanzhi, what are you doing?"
Xie Yanzhi: "I'm grilling."
Jiang Hui: “???”
Xie Yanzhi asked, "Jiang Hui, I'm asking you, no, no, it's a friend of mine who's asking you."
Jiang Hui: "What did your friend ask me? Did you say that in a dream?"
Xie Yanzhi: "A friend of mine asked me to ask you this. There's a girl. My friend used to go see her during breaks every day, but one day, a boy found out she started leaving school with another boy. My friend was so angry that he didn't look for her for three days. But he also found out that she didn't have a boyfriend. During that time, the girl didn't look for my friend. What do you think, should my friend continue to look for this girl?"
Jiang Hui listened very carefully, and Xie Yanzhi thought she would give some useful information.
"Your friend likes that girl?"
Xie Yanzhi: "How is that possible! My friend probably wouldn't do that. He just thinks it's fun to be with her. Even if we don't do anything, like go to the pool hall or play board games, just taking a walk together is fun."
The more Xie Yanzhi spoke, the less confident he became. Usually a favored child of heaven, his voice became smaller and smaller the more he spoke.
"I just feel very comfortable when I'm with her. When we're not together, I want to see her, and when we do, I don't want to be apart."
Jiang Hui clapped her hands, "Isn't this love?"
Xie Yanzhi was stunned, thinking: "Is this what love is?"
Jiang Hui nodded with certainty: "You have fallen in love, Xie Yanzhi!"
This sentence seemed to wake up Xie Yanzhi, and Xie Yanzhi even forgot to deny that it was his friend and not him.
Jiang Hui reacted, "Wait, Xie Yanzhi, you like another girl? Are you the one in F4 who is about to get married?"
Xie Yanzhi coughed twice unnaturally. When he heard Jiang Hui's loud voice, he wanted to cover Jiang Hui's mouth.
"Shh, keep your voice down, auntie."
Jiang Hui whispered, "Are you missing someone? By the way, who could possibly be so attractive to our school hunk Xie?"
Xie Yanzhi blushed, "You don't know her, she is thin-skinned and easily shy."
Jiang Hui's gossip spirit has been ignited, how can it be extinguished easily?
"Tell me quickly, or I'll go ask Chen Yu."
Xie Yanzhi glanced at Chen Xiyu and said, "You're asking Chen Yu? She's been busy rehearsing a play lately, so she probably doesn't know."
"So do we know this girl? Is she from our school?"
Xie Yanzhi: "She's from our school. I'll bring her to see you some other day."
I begged Jiang Hui: "I can't make it anymore. I'm leaving now. When the teacher comes, tell him I'm not feeling well and went to see the school doctor."
Xie Yanzhi really couldn't hold back his desire to see Xiao Xue, so he quickly packed up his things, looked up at the clock on the wall, and saw that there were still fifteen minutes before the get out of class ended, so he got up and left through the back door.
The love of a seventeen-year-old boy is so passionate and brilliant that it can never be hidden. He always runs to see the person he likes.
It happened that Xiao Xue, as the English class representative, went to the office to give homework to the teacher.
When leaving the office, the quiet, thin and tall girl bumped into the running boy.
That day, all the teachers in the second grade of high school went to hold an emergency meeting, and the entire second grade was in self-study. Xiao Xue was dragged by Xie Yanzhi to do the most outrageous thing in her student days.
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