Chapter 4
"Qiu Xu, you should be very clear that in real life, you are socially anxious towards everyone except me. In your freshman and sophomore years of high school, I thought it was okay. If you didn't want to socialize, I could socialize for you. But in your junior year, I thought about your future college life and felt that you had to make a change. My academic performance is just so-so, and the art major at the school you want to go to is not good. It is almost impossible for us to go to college together. Even if we compromise and choose a decent university, we will still have to go our separate ways after graduation. So you must try to socialize now. Leaving the monitor here is not for a 'mission', but so that you can try to make friends with him. Now that you have the experience of making friends with Gaoling Hua, even if you don't become friends with him, you won't be as helpless as you are now when it comes to socializing in college."
Jiang Qiuxu was very moved when she read this long paragraph. Du Xiwei actually considered so much for her in just a few words of conversation with the system.
Jiang Qiuxu had always known that no matter how sociable she was in other people's bodies, how articulate she was online, or how lively and active she was in front of Du Xiwei, when it came to the people in her real life, she was like an "autistic child" with a "level 10 social anxiety disorder." She'd thought about the future, about change, but without external pressure, Jiang Qiuxu's "thoughts" wouldn't turn into "actions."
And now, there is a ready-made "external pressure" in front of him, and Jiang Qiuxu naturally would not refuse it.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Jiang Qiuxu wrote a line of words on the paper quite cautiously.
Jiang Qiuxu rarely failed to listen to the class seriously. Seeing that Du Xiwei did not reply to her, she continued to listen to the class seriously.
The next class was a self-study class. Jiang Qiuxu thought she could finally study hard, but the math representative from the next class stood at the door and said, "The math representative, go count the test papers."
Jiang Qiuxu stood up, glanced at Xie Yusheng who had just stood up, and walked towards the office with him helplessly.
Yes, when they were assigned to classes in their third year of high school, the new homeroom teacher had no idea of their personalities. Their exceptional math scores earned them the title of math representatives. Little did they know that one of them was socially anxious, the other aloof. Every discussion about work took an extra three or four minutes, as one was embarrassed and the other didn't want to talk.
Just count the test papers without talking.
"Hua-hua, hua..." The sound of the people around him counting the test papers was chaotic, completely different from the regular and rigid sound of the previous two days. Xie Yusheng couldn't help but turn his head to glance at Jiang Qiuxu, but found that Jiang Qiuxu was muttering "five, ten, fifteen..." while counting piles of test papers randomly in his hands. He counted seven papers at one moment, and then four papers at another moment. It was quite difficult for them to count all the test papers of their class.
But Xie Yusheng remembered that Jiang Qiuxu was also reciting numbers two days ago, but his hands were counting five by five steadily.
In fact, Xie Yusheng had observed Jiang Qiuxu's previous shift from "random numbers" to "regular numbers," as well as his current return to "random numbers." Although aloof, Xie Yusheng wasn't completely indifferent to his classmates, and he paid even more attention to his colleague Jiang Qiuxu. So, naturally, Xie Yusheng had noticed Jiang Qiuxu's chaotic behavior over the past twenty days (the AI-hosted version of "Jiang Qiuxu" was only capable of survival, learning, and basic communication), and he quietly distanced himself from the "unfamiliar" "Jiang Qiuxu" for a while.
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