Love brain?
"For a man, wealth is his wife star. If he is strong and wealthy, his wife will be prosperous."
When Wen Jing saw this sentence in the metaphysics book, she quickly flipped through the pages on her phone and found the screenshot of Chen Songyan's horoscope that she had saved.
"Wealth... Oh, he only has one wealth, and there is also the God of Food. The God of Food likes to make money, and wealth comes naturally..."
Wait, that's not what she came for.
How come this damn metaphysics is harder than physics competition questions?
She just wanted to know if Chen Songyan would have other fateful encounters during high school, and when and where they would happen, so that she could disrupt them in time... She wanted to persuade him to turn back from his wrong path, study hard, wait until graduation, and go with her to Jingrong Garden to meet Ms. Shen and Shen Hongyu.
But it was obvious that she had no talent in metaphysics, and after studying it for so long she was still confused.
"Wen Jing! Why are you looking at this again? You've been studying this every day since the beginning of this semester. Do you want to be a demigod?"
Chen Die turned around and asked her.
"Don't ask, she must be having a hard time lately." Chen Meng, who was writing a question next to her, answered her.
"Ah? She got first in the class and sixth in the grade in this monthly exam, a record high. Isn't it going well for her?" Chen Die was dumbfounded.
Wen Jing closed the book: "Chen Meng, why are you cursing me?"
"Who cursed you?" Chen Meng didn't even raise his head.
"Then why do you say that?"
Chen Meng stopped writing and glanced at her. "Generally speaking, only those with troubled lives would study metaphysics every day, or they're just in love. You can't be the latter, right?"
Love brain?
These three words dealt a heavy blow to Wen Jing.
She was silent for a long time, then suddenly put on a sad face and said, "Actually, things haven't been going well for me lately."
"What happened? Tell us! Don't keep it in your heart and make yourself sick." Chen Die looked at her worriedly.
"Well," Wen Jing thought quickly, "my period is late, and I'm afraid it will interfere with next week's waltz competition."
The two were silent.
Chen Meng: "Are you saying that this matter is so serious that you need to learn fortune-telling?"
"That's right." Wen Jing remained calm. "Don't you know that the Eight Characters and Five Elements reflect our physical health? Wood governs the liver, fire governs the heart, earth governs the spleen, metal governs the lungs, and water governs the kidneys. Many Chinese medicine practitioners understand this."
Chen Meng lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked at her: "So which element of yours has a problem?"
Wen Jing was momentarily stunned by her question, so she said, "They all have problems."
Chen Meng: "That's a serious problem. I suggest you seek medical attention immediately."
Wen Jing: “…”
Chen Die: "Wen Jing, don't be too nervous. Even if we do bump into each other, it won't matter. We're not wearing underwear."
"Who's not wearing underwear?" A sinister voice sounded above her head. Wen Jing was startled, and when she saw Song Qingcong's face, she was startled again.
"Wen Jing, why are you reacting so strongly? Are you feeling guilty about not wearing underwear?" Song Qingcong leaned against the window, staring at her with a half-smile.
Wen Jing glared at him with disgust: "I just saw a pervert."
After saying that, she packed up her things and left her seat.
"Where are you going?" Song Qingcong asked.
"What's it to you?" Wen Jing left directly through the back door.
Song Qingcong looked at Chen Meng and saw that she was frowning at him abnormally.
"Why do you have that expression?"
Chen Meng: "Why can't I have this expression? Because I'm your lickspittle?"
Song Qingcong was stunned: "I haven't thought about it that way."
Chen Meng didn't answer him, packed up her things and walked out. Song Qingcong followed her: "Why are you like this? I didn't do anything."
Chen Meng glared at him: "Do you think it's appropriate to tell a girl that she doesn't wear underwear, hooligan?"
"I..." Song Qingcong was speechless.
Chen Meng walked forward regardless, and he followed: "Is it okay if I'm wrong? Where are you going? Let's go together..."
The next class was a self-study class. Wen Jing went to find Chi Ya and Zhang Xiaowen. Chi Ya said she was hungry, so the three of them had to go to the cafeteria first.
Wen Jing eats quickly, and after finishing her meal she waits for the two people who eat very slowly.
A familiar figure appeared in the other corner of the cafeteria. The distance was too far, so Wen Jing didn't dare to confirm it, so she took out the small telescope in her pocket.
"Sister Wen, why have you been looking around with a telescope all day long recently?" Chi Ya asked her.
"I told you I'm nearsighted."
Chi Ya was speechless: "Need a telescope for myopia?"
"Anyway, I really need it." Wen Jing stared at Chen Songyan who was queuing for food through a telescope. Seeing that there was no one around him except the group of boys in the class, she felt relieved.
Breaking metaphysics is not as useful as her direct surveillance.
"Let me see." Chi Ya finished eating and reached out to her.
Wen Jing looked at her: "What are you looking at?"
"Let me see what interesting things you are looking at that makes you laugh so happily?" Chi Ya smiled at her.
Wen Jing was stunned for a moment and then the curve of her lips was reduced.
"Nothing to see." She put the binoculars in her pocket.
Zhang Xiaowen glanced over there, her expression paused, and then looked at them: "I'm done eating, let's go."
Wen Jing stood up and walked to the right: "Let's go this way."
Chi Ya and Zhang Xiaowen glanced at the closer left side in tacit understanding, looked at each other, and followed her.
When they walked to the plate recycling area on the right and put down their plates, they heard someone calling Wen Jing's name from behind.
They turned around, and Zhou Meng and several boys from Class 20 waved at them enthusiastically.
Wen Jing waved to them, but her eyes were looking at Chen Songyan who did not wave. When the other party saw her looking at her, he was slightly stunned.
"Wen Jing, don't forget the waltz training after class, and you have to change into your skirt!" Zhou Meng reminded her.
"I understand." Wen Jing once forgot the training time and studied with Chi Ya and Zhang Xiaowen until the evening class before returning to the classroom, causing Zhou Meng to remind her every time she trained.
After they said these two sentences, Chen Songyan had already looked away and lowered his head.
"Let's go." Wen Jing had no choice but to say, thinking that Zhou Meng talked too much.
As they walked, Chi Ya suddenly asked her: "Sister Wen, are you and Zhou Meng no longer in love?"
"What?" Before Wen Jing could say anything, Zhang Xiaowen beside her asked for her, with an indescribable complex expression on her face.
Chi Ya: "Isn't it?"
Wen Jing's expression was also complicated: "How did you tell that?"
"It's obvious! I suspect you were looking at him through the telescope just now, several times this semester."
Wen Jing: "Who do you think is more handsome, the guy selling hand-pulled pancakes in the corner of the cafeteria or Zhou Meng?"
Chi Ya: "Of course it's the hand-pulled pancake guy. He's the most popular guy in the No. 1 Middle School cafeteria! Damn... Sister Wen, you were looking at him?!"
Wen Jing looked at her deeply and walked forward.
Zhang Xiaowen silently gave her a piece of gum. Chi Ya was unhappy: "What do you mean, Xiaowen? Are you betting on me?"
Zhang Xiaowen couldn't help but remind her: "Isn't the person next to Zhou Meng more handsome than him?"
Chi Ya: "Are you talking about Chen Songyan?"
Zhang Xiaowen agreed.
Chi Ya waved her hands: "Impossible! I've ruled him out since the day Sister Wen changed her seat. Now Sister Wen isn't even familiar with him anymore, haven't you noticed? It definitely can't be him! Who would be so stupid as to change their favorite handsome deskmate?"
Zhang Xiaowen: ^_^
After class, Wen Jing, who felt "kicked in the brain by a donkey", returned to the dormitory and changed into the yellow dress that the class asked her to buy. When she was leaving, Chen Die from the dormitory opposite called her in and asked her to go with her.
Chen Die was on the balcony, braiding her hair.
Wen Jing walked in and watched her braid her pigtails silently, when her attention was suddenly attracted by several loud "Oh my god" shouts from the building opposite.
It was definitely the voices of the boys in the class.
"Why is it the voice of the boys in our class?" Wen Jing asked, "Are the boys in our class on the floor across from you?"
"Right! Wen Jing, don't you know? Chen Songyan and his roommates' dormitory is across from ours. I often see them washing up and doing laundry on the balcony. Haha, I even saw Zhou Meng drying his underwear once."
Wen Jing: "...Did you see anything else?"
"No. I couldn't see it even if I wanted to. That time, my classmate came to me with her telescope, and I saw it. It was so perverted! I never did such a thing again."
Wen Jing: "..." She silently put down the binoculars in her school uniform jacket.
"I'm going to the bathroom later." Chen Die said.
Damn, how come such a good opportunity suddenly came?
She hadn't planned to watch it.
But I was really curious about what was going on across the street. A bunch of boys were crowded on the balcony. Chen Die said that was Chen Songyan's dormitory.
The temptation is too great, and the opportunity cannot be missed.
After hesitating for a second, Wen Jing raised the telescope.
The balcony fence at No. 1 Middle School was made of a wall, not very high, reaching Wen Jing's chest. For taller boys, it might only reach the waist.
Wen Jing saw Chen Songyan, who was surrounded in the middle of the crowd and most of his body was visible, and her breathing stopped for a moment.
Today is the first time they are rehearsing in their competition dresses. The girls' dresses are yellow, and the length can be about the same, and there is no limit to the style.
The boy wore a pure black suit, a white shirt and a black tie. Apart from that, there was no other decoration, and he went for a minimalist style.
Wen Jing remembered that all the boys in the class reported their approximate sizes according to their height and weight, but Chen Songyan, wearing a suit, had an upright posture, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and every part of his body showed off its superiority, as if it was a private suit tailor-made for him.
He was tying his tie in front of the mirror, his two bony hands gently grasping the tie, his head slightly tilted, his expression calm and composed, as if he was oblivious to his own face.
Someone said something again, but he curled the corners of his mouth slightly, closed his eyes and tilted his head, looking helpless.
Inexplicably, the corners of Wen Jing's mouth curled up, and she saw Chen Songyan, who had tilted his head, suddenly raised his head and looked over here.
The moment they looked at each other, Wen Jing was so scared that she quickly retreated back into the house.
Chen Songyan definitely has spider sense!
She really couldn't count how many times this had happened.
This made her feel afraid that Chen Songyan would catch her no matter how far away she was.
What's wrong with this guy? When they were classmates, Yuli's eyes almost penetrated him, but he never turned his head once.
How come he always catches her every time she looks? And she uses a telescope!
If they weren't so far away, she would have doubted whether this person really saw her.
Chen Die came out and saw Wen Jing retreating back into the house with a panicked look on her face. She asked her what was wrong.
Wen Jing quietly stuffed the telescope into her school uniform jacket: "It's okay, let's go."
She couldn't wait to see Chen Songyan's whole body.
When they arrived at the classroom, Chen Songyan had not arrived yet. Wen Jing waited for a while and heard a noise coming from the door.
"Oh my god!" Chen Die leaned against the window, "Wen Jing, look at Chen Songyan!"
Wen Jing stood up immediately. Chen Songyan just walked into the back door, followed by some people from other classes.
As soon as he came in, everyone in the class exclaimed "Wow".
Wen Jing stared at him with her eyes wide open.
Even though she had seen the upper body in the dormitory, the person in front of her still made her eyes light up.
They wear school uniforms all day long and rarely wear private clothes. In addition, Chen Songyan's private clothes are mostly loose-fitting. It is the first time I see him wearing such slim-fitting clothes. He has a thin waist and long legs. He looks like a model taken out of a comic book, with an incredibly smooth and beautiful figure.
With such a figure and such a superior face, it is no wonder that so many people gathered outside their classroom to watch.
So handsome, that was the only word left in Wen Jing's mind.
She had to endure such huge temptations throughout high school. She was simply a super ninja.
Wen Jing even admired herself a little.
She really wanted to be around him like... Yuli. She couldn't help but admire Yuli again. How could she resist pouncing on him when she was so close to him?
"Wen Jing, Wen Jing!" Chen Die called her, "We should go to rehearsal."
In an instant, Wen Jing returned to normal and turned away.
Chen Die:?
She thought Wen Jing was staring at Chen Songyan in a daze. Wait, she hadn't taken off her school uniform jacket yet.
So someone who thought he was calm and composed was caught up by Chen Die: "You haven't taken off your school uniform jacket yet!"
"Oh." Wen Jing turned around immediately. Zhou Meng and Chen Songyan had just walked to the back door. Seeing that she was about to go back, they asked her what she was doing.
"Take off your clothes." Wen Jing didn't even raise her eyes.
Chen Songyan and Zhou Meng looked at each other and then immediately looked away.
Chen Songyan walked forward, Zhou Meng did not move, and Chen Songyan glanced at him.
Zhou Meng: "I'll wait for her."
Chen Songyan glanced at Wen Jing at the window, who was pulling down her school uniform, revealing her smooth shoulders. He quickly looked away as if burned, and pulled Zhou Meng forward: "Does she need you to wait? Stop being so sentimental."
As Zhou Meng was dragged away by him, he retorted: "How am I being sentimental? Why don't you believe that she likes me?"
Wen Jing chose a yellow dress with suspenders and a fluffy skirt style. Once she took off her school uniform, she felt quite cool. Fortunately, the weather in May was mild, so she didn't feel cold.
Zhou Meng, who was standing opposite him, glanced at her and then looked away, asking her with concern if she was cold.
Wen Jing looked at the setting sun not far away and shook her head.
When the music started, Zhou Meng rarely missed a beat, and Wen Jing was almost stepped on by him.
When the song ended, the arts committee member circled around them, frowning and saying, "I think we're still too monotonous. How about we try switching partners in the front and back seats for the second round of music, and then return to our original positions for the final circle?"
She pointed at Wen Jing and Shen Meng and said, "For example, the second time, Wen Jing, you and Shen Meng switch, and the same goes for the others. I saw it's just right."
The cultural and arts committee member gave a few more instructions, then immediately stood up and started playing music.
Wen Jing was completely confused. What did it mean?
It wasn't until the music played for the second time and Chen Meng called her that Wen Jing realized that she was actually going to dance with Chen Songyan?
"Wen Jing?" A familiar voice sounded beside her ears. Wen Jing saw Chen Songyan extending a hand towards her in a gentlemanly manner.
This is the movement at the beginning of every dance. Wen Jing's ears felt hot. She stretched out her hand stupidly, and when she touched the warm hand, she felt her whole body warm up.
There were many people from other classes watching in the square, especially around Chen Songyan.
When she followed her muscle memory and circled beside him, and then he held her in his arms, she heard several screams around her.
It was a great shout, it really brought out her feelings.
Wen Jing didn't look at Chen Songyan the whole time, and her expression was blank. She heard a girl next to her praising her for being so calm, dancing with such a handsome guy with such an indifferent expression, without even looking at him.
However, when his hands were clasped together, a crack appeared on this "cold" face because he failed to keep up with Chen Songyan and stepped on him.
Wen Jing looked at him apologetically and accidentally stepped on him again.
Too close!
Wen Jing smelled a faint fragrance on him. It was obviously very light, but it made her dizzy and her head feel dizzy. It was like the alluring fragrance of a monster.
On the last beat, Zhou Meng called her and almost pulled her over.
Wen Jing seemed to have been pulled out of the clutches of a monster and woke up all of a sudden.
The music stopped and the cultural committee member came over and asked them how they felt.
Wen Jing and Shen Meng didn't say anything. Chen Songyan said "that's good" before Zhou Meng said "no".
"I think it's a good idea too. It's settled then. This is how it will be during the competition." The cultural and arts committee member made the final decision.
When the class was dismissed, Zhou Meng deliberately pulled Chen Songyan to walk behind, and waited until the class had walked away before saying to him: "What's wrong with you? I told you that Wen Jing likes me."
Chen Songyan glanced at him and said nothing.
"Hey! I don't care whether you believe it or not, I will confess my feelings to her after graduation."
"What did you say?"
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