The principal also turned his gaze and saw Song Yu, and was surprised: "Yu...Song Yu, why are you late too?"
The dean said unhappily, "He said he was late because he was doing something brave."
Song Yu's eyes only fell on Qin Mo for a second before moving away. He said to the principal with a smile, "Well, it's not just a brave act, I'm bringing honor to the school."
The dean was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
The principal sighed, thinking of his illness, and shook his head: "Ah, you... don't be late next time." He turned his head and said to the dean of studies: "Teacher Tian, students of this age also need to save face. Standing in the corner also delays the morning reading time. Let them go back first and write a self-review."
The dean of studies still listened to the principal, but he was still upset with these late students. He turned around and shouted with a loud speaker: "Each of you, give me an 800-word self-review! Being late for classes, causing trouble and fighting, do you behave like students? You come to school but don't study hard, and you get the lowest scores in the exams. How can you be worthy of your parents?"
Song Yu was not satisfied when he heard this and raised his hand: "Teacher, I ranked 88th in the monthly exam."
This is the thing he can brag about when he came to Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School.
No one is allowed to be ignorant!
Teacher Tian glared at him fiercely and said, "You are so awesome."
Qin Mo watched from the side from beginning to end, with a gentle and clear smile, looking gentle and refined.
The principal remembered that both of them were from City A and asked, "Do you know each other?"
Qin Mo said calmly: "Not familiar."
The principal didn't think anything bad and said cheerfully, "It seems like we've met before. The Grade 12 teaching building is not far from the Grade 11 teaching building, so we can be friends."
Qin Mo smiled and said nothing.
After the meeting, Song Yu strode towards the teaching building with his books. Ren Wenhan followed Song Yu at a trot with his schoolbag in his arms, panting, "Brother Yu, Brother Yu."
When Song Yu went upstairs, he paused and looked down at him in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Ren Wenhan's fair face was a little red, his eyes hidden under the lenses were watery and a little shy. I looked in his schoolbag, handed him a bottle of milk, and whispered, "Thank you."
His fingers were shaking and he looked very embarrassed.
Song Yu thought: Wow, this guy is really easily shy.
He felt that if he refused, the man's eyes would turn red like a rabbit again, so he took the milk considerately and said, "You're welcome."
Ren Wenhan smiled shyly, then walked away with his schoolbag.
Song Yu walked into Class 1 with a bottle of milk. The classroom, which was originally noisy during morning self-study, became quiet for a second when he walked in.
Holding a book in one hand and milk in the other, Song Yu sat down.
Ma Xiaoding was depressed: "Brother Yu, why did you leave alone today? I have a lot of questions to ask you."
Song Yu rolled his eyes, just not wanting to answer your bullshit questions.
Xi Bowen's eyes fell on Song Yu's hand, "Hey, when did Brother Yu start drinking milk in the morning?"
Song Yu didn't care: "I helped a little boy, it was a gift from him."
Ma Xiaoding exclaimed, and led the applause: "How could there be a man in this world who is as handsome and kind as Brother Yu!"
Song Yu ignored him. The seat next to him was empty. He tilted his head and asked, "Where's Xie Sui?"
Xi Bowen explained: "Thank God, I was called over by the homeroom teacher. The top student in the grade always has endless teachers to meet."
"oh."
Song Yu inserted the straw into the milk bottle and took a sip of the warm milk, staring at the blackboard, somewhat absent-mindedly.
Although they spoke calmly during the online chat, they both pretended nothing had happened.
But he was still stuck on the word "like" that Xie Sui said.
Wanting to kiss you, liking you, is instinctive - what does that mean?
Even if she was inclined towards Xie Sui because she was as anxious and lacking in love as in the book and was overly grateful to him, that's why she said this, she didn't really like him.
But when he met the real person face to face on Monday, he started to daydream again and even felt a little confused.
How should I treat Xie Sui in the future? How to correct his wrong perception?
Xie Sui returned from the office when the bell rang for the end of get out of class.
Song Yu held the milk bottle and stared at him gloomily, inch by inch, the familiar face, eyelashes, nose bridge, lips, the familiar coldness and aloofness.
But after hearing his confession, things seemed a little different.
My eyes met a pair of dark and deep eyes.
Xie Sui stared at him and smiled faintly: "Have you counted it this time?"
Song Yu was stunned, biting the straw.
He drank the milk, leaving a little milky white on the edge of his lips, which made Xie Sui's eyes deepen slightly.
Song Yu looked embarrassed. Last time, she could answer calmly and naturally that she was counting her eyelashes, but this time, a trace of embarrassment suddenly welled up from the bottom of her heart. After a moment of pause, she turned her head away silently, pretending nothing had happened.
Xie Sui raised his eyebrows and asked, "When did you start drinking milk?"
Song Yu hasn't answered yet.
Ma Xiaoding has already said: "It was given by a little boy as a token of gratitude. Tsk, my brother Yu is really kind. He just likes to do what is right and help the weak."
Song Yu was in a mixed mood and corrected him gloomily: "Not always."
Ma Xiaoding: "Brother Yu, don't be so modest."
Xie Sui seemed to be concerned about this question and asked nonchalantly: "What did you help that person with?"
Song Yu didn't even dare to look him in the eye when she spoke: "I just helped him drive away a group of hooligans from No. 13 Middle School."
Xie Sui was silent for a while, then laughed, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry: "What a coincidence."
Song Yu: "What?"
"You helped me chase away a group of thugs once."
Xie Sui's eyes were deep and bottomless, and he asked calmly: "Are you so nice to everyone?"
Song Yu could sense that Xie Sui's current mood was definitely not happy.
As the person who had been professionally cheating him for ten years, Ma Xiaoding certainly lived up to expectations now: "Thank God, you are the only one among us who is least qualified to ask this question, okay? Brother Yu has put a lot of thought into being your deskmate. His kindness to you is obvious to all!" Xi Bowen curled his lips at this time: "Thank God, the kindness you have shown to Brother Yu is also seen by the whole class, okay."
Song Yu gritted his teeth, and finally, under his cold gaze, the two classmates who were singing the same tune shut up silently, put up their Chinese textbooks, and began to recite the text.
Xie Sui said, "Let's talk?"
Song Yu said in a muffled voice: "There's nothing to talk about."
Xie Sui chuckled and said nothing more, but his last glance made Song Yu straighten his back.
Song Yu frowned.
He thought depressedly - I'd better stay away from him for now. He was just too nice to Xie Sui, so he mistakenly thought he liked her. Stay away and let him think more clearly!
Song Yu was particularly serious in class that day, with his eyes straight and straight. After class, he buried his head in writing and didn't say a word to Xie Sui.
Ma Xiaoding was too thick-skinned to notice anything was wrong, but Xi Bowen frowned and bumped Ma Xiaoding's arm: "Do you think there's something wrong between Brother Yu and Xie Shen?"
Ma Xiaoding: "Ah? Where?"
Xi Bowen sighed, feeling very disappointed with his friend.
Song Yu was doing the test, and when he got to the last question, he got it wrong no matter how he calculated it, and he couldn't understand one step of the answer. Subconsciously, he wanted to ask Xie Sui, but before he could say anything, he immediately shut up. After inexplicably stopping talking, it becomes extremely awkward to speak again.
So Song Yu turned around, put the exercise on Xi Bowen's desk, and wrote a stroke with a pen: "Tell me about this step."
Xi Bowen: “???” This was the first time that Brother Yu asked him a question. What should he do? His mood was so complicated.
Ma Xiaoding: “???” No, Brother Yu, don’t you have a private tutor who is top in the grade? So why doesn’t the brilliant scholar ask?
Song Yu: "Take a look and see if it works."
Xi Bowen's hand holding the pen trembled slightly.
Although Xie Sui didn't look over or back, he just felt that the air was a little colder.
I don’t dare to answer this question.
Xi Bowen wanted to cry but had no tears: "Brother Yu, you should go ask Xie Shen."
Song Yu: "Oh." He took it back and said nothing, studying silently.
After this, Ma Xiaoding finally reacted, "Fuck, he really didn't talk anymore. Wasn't he doing fine in the morning self-study?"
Xi Bowen comforted his little heart: "I just told you that you didn't believe it, but now you see it, I am also depressed."
Ma Xiaoding opened his mouth wide, and something suddenly came to his mind. He was so scared that he dropped the book on his face: "No way, is it really that secret?"
Xi Bowen pricked up his ears and lowered his voice: "What?"
Ma Xiaoding looked pained: "Thank God for making Brother Yu cry, you know."
Xi Bowen: “…”
As soon as the get out of class was over, Song Yu took his books and went straight to the apartment. After leaving the teaching building, he quickened his pace and walked faster and faster. After entering the corridor, before I could even breathe a sigh of relief, my arm was suddenly grabbed and I was pulled back.
The tall figure approached, and Xie Sui said coldly: "Why are you hiding from me?"
The corridor was very narrow, and the two people's breathing intertwined. Song Yu took a step back and leaned against the wall, feeling that his whole body was suffocating.
Xie Sui smiled, but his eyes were slightly cold. "Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Song Yu would never admit that he was the one who started such a childish cold war. He stumbled and tried to change the subject: "This? Any explanation?"
Xie Sui said calmly: "Didn't you say that we should just pretend nothing happened?"
Song Yu choked and didn't know how to tell him how she felt: "Oh, I'm just worried that you haven't thought it through yet. I want to stay away from you first and give you enough time to calm down."
Xie Sui's eyes were dark and he smiled: "I'm very calm."
Song Yu: “…”
Song Yu smashed the jar and closed his eyes: "I can't be calm, okay!"
After saying that, he ran straight up the stairs, taking three steps at a time, almost fleeing in panic.
I don’t know if his words were useful or if Xie Sui was also angry with him.
That's the atmosphere anyway.
Song Yu heaved a sigh of relief.
The two of them felt like strangers again, even more unfamiliar than before they met in the water. Xie Sui resumed his cold and aloof demeanor. He used to smile, but now he had no expression at all. His eyes inadvertently swept past him with a chill in them.
Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen: Trembling and not daring to speak.
Once people care about something, it will be magnified infinitely. Song Yu actually felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird. Damn, he just wanted the two of them to stay away from each other, but it ended up being like a couple having a quarrel. The more you want to ignore it, the more you will care about it. For example, when he was reciting, Xie Sui was writing, and the rustling of the pen tip was particularly touching.
"Student Song Yu, tell me, for this last multiple-choice question, should we choose A or B?"
All my attention in class was focused on Xie Sui.
Song Yu was suddenly awakened by being called to answer a question.
The chemistry teacher had noticed that he was distracted and deliberately called him to wake up.
Song Yu pulled the corner of his lip and looked at the calculation problem of aluminum: "I..."
He didn't hear a word I said just now, so how would he know the answer? Xie Sui is indeed his nemesis!
"A."
A cold voice sounded in my ears.
Song Yu was stunned and lowered his head, but saw that Xie Sui didn't even look at him. He looked up at the blackboard with a stern face.
You said A, so it is A? A nameless anger surged from his heart, Song Yu: "I choose B!"
The whole class gasped.
The chemistry teacher's eyes widened, and he knocked on the blackboard with the blackboard eraser, annoyed: "You still chose B? I just talked about the chemical properties of aluminum for 20 minutes. Didn't you listen? Aluminum is an amphoteric metal, which is so basic that you don't know? Don't always glance at your deskmate in class, please. Pay attention in class and look at me!"
Whole class: “Uh.”
Song Yu: “…”
Hold.
The last physical education class was occupied by Lao Cheng, who used it as a class lesson and briefly talked about a lecture in the auditorium in the evening.
"In high school, everyone faces some problems, between parents, old times, and classmates. This lecture will be given by Teacher Zhang from the psychological counseling room. It will be at 7 o'clock in the evening. Go and listen. I will call the name of your class then. Just be careful." Originally, everyone had some complaints about the physical education class being occupied, but when they heard that the evening study session would be overtaken by the lecture, they instantly became excited again.
In order to avoid Xie Sui, he did not return to the apartment for dinner. Instead, he had spicy hot pot with Ma Xiaoding and Xi Bowen in a restaurant on the back street.
Ma Xiaoding: "Brother Yu, what happened between you and Xie Shen?"
Song Yu: "Nothing."
How could Ma Xiaoding believe it? "You quarreled because of what happened in the Internet cafe that night? Oh my God, did Xie Shen accidentally do something to you in the dark? Did he hit you?"
Song Yu stuffed a string of fish balls into his mouth: "Shut up."
There was a table of girls sitting next to us, sophomores, who were excitedly discussing the new transfer student.
"There's a handsome guy in Class 1. He's really handsome, tall and handsome, with a gentle temperament, and he smiles at everyone."
"I've seen it once, it's so gentle, it's the type I like."
"Don't let your imagination run wild. She seems to be from City A. Her family background is so good that you can't even imagine it. You can't even reach her. Just take a look at her."
"Alas, why are handsome guys so hard to chase these days?"
Song Yu bit a string of kelp with a cold expression. Qin Mo was indeed good at hiding himself with a gentle appearance.
Xi Bowen wiped his fogged glasses with tissue and asked cautiously: "Brother Yu, when will you and Xie Shen be able to reconcile?" In fact, he wanted to ask, Brother Yu, when will you stop being angry. Because I always feel that between these two people, Xie Shen didn't take the quarrel seriously, and it was Brother Yu who was holding it in.
Song Yu stared at him coldly: "We didn't quarrel."
Xi Bowen: “…”Okay, you’re not quarreling, you’re just having fun.
There was a psychology lecture in the evening, so Song Yu went back to class first and planned to take a set of homework and look at it. Of course Ma Xiaoding followed closely and kept talking.
Thank God for not being here, let him dispel Yu Ge’s loneliness.
When they arrived at the classroom, there were not many people there, except for a girl whose name was also familiar, Lin Shuangqiu. Lin Shuangqiu was obviously stunned when he saw them, and then he smiled in surprise and astonishment: "Brother Yu! Oh my god, what a coincidence."
Song Yu stood at the door, a little stunned by her sparkling eyes, and managed to maintain his expression: "What's the matter."
Lin Shuangqiu smiled with her fangs showing, her eyes sparkling like the hairpin in her hair, and she quickly took out a pink envelope from her schoolbag. She smiled sheepishly and said, "I was just asked to deliver a love letter, and I ran away because no one in the class met you. What a coincidence, God must be helping that girl."
Ma Xiaoding clicked his tongue twice and whistled happily.
Song Yu's eyes fell on the envelope in her hand.
It is a light pink color with green vines circling around the edges, roses blooming, and a faint fragrance. The six words "To my husband Brother Yu" are pretty and playful, expressing the girl's full thoughts.
Lin Shuangqiu said: "A girl from Class 5 gave it to me. She knows me, and I was too embarrassed to refuse." She covered her face and said: "Thank goodness God is not here, otherwise I don't know if I would have the courage to give it to you."
This was the first time Song Yu received a love letter.
It’s quite strange to say, although he is very handsome, Xie Sui has received a lot of love letters and has a lot of good luck with women, but he has never had a romantic encounter.
Of course, Song Yu didn't particularly care about this.
Ma Xiaoding started to make a fuss: "Brother Yu! I think it's okay!"
Song Yu returned the love letter and said, "I don't think it's okay."
Lin Shuangqiu blinked: "Brother Yu?"
Song Yu said, "I can't accept this. It's awkward to throw it away or keep it. Just give it back to her."
Ma Xiaoding: "Brother Yu, this really hurts people's feelings."
Song Yu was stunned for only a second, then quickly reacted and said casually, "Tell her that although she may not meet someone better than me in the future, the fact that she likes me proves that she has good taste. Just for this reason, she is already very proud and happy. Tell her not to be sad."
Ma Xiaoding: “???”
Lin Shuangqiu couldn't help laughing: "Okay, husband."
Song Yu: "...Don't call me sister."
On the way to the auditorium, Ma Xiaoding kept chattering: "Brother Yu is still strong. If you want me to accept it, I will accept it. But it's also true that Brother Yu, you must have been liked by many people since you were a child. You are so good at rejecting people."
Song Yu was stunned.
He is very good at rejecting people.
He frowned, and his clear pupils were confused for a moment.
So, why does he need so much time to calm down?
The auditorium is very large and can accommodate all three grade groups. The students are arranged according to their grade level, with the first-year students sitting at the front.
The lecture hasn't started yet and a few girls are sitting in their seats chatting.
Liang Yingying said: "Is it because you have a preconceived notion? Why do I feel that Qin Mo is pretty good?"
Jiang Chu Nian drank milk tea: "Not good at all, so hypocritical, ugh."
Liang Yingying's eyes widened: "What stimulated you?"
Jiang Chunian hadn't started talking yet when she shifted her gaze and almost choked on the pearls in her milk tea, "Is that Xie Shen?" They followed her gaze and saw Xie Sui sitting in the corner, with a girl leaning slightly beside her. She had slightly curly long hair and a light blue V-neck dress that revealed her delicate collarbone. Bai Xuexin.
Song Yu walked to their row, and before she sat down, she heard Jiang Chunian shouting, "Brother Yu, come here quickly, Bai Paidian is seducing your man, ah, classmate."
Song Yu: "..." Can you let him be quiet for a while?
Liang Yingying: “…” Who is paying for nothing?
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