Chapter 36: Cultivation System "Exercise your rights as a girlfriend...
September 24, 2018, sunny and cloudless
I look at you secretly, but I'm afraid of being discovered.
——Excerpt from Tao Shuran’s Diary
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“They are all from our class.”
Liang Yuanjing crossed his arms and looked at her directly.
"Which one do you like? I'll introduce it to you."
His smile looked a little dangerous, and his slightly raised eyebrows were staring at Tao Shuran meaningfully.
Seeing this, Luo Qiuya quickly put the photos into her arms, raised her hands and said, "These are all the ones I like."
"Handsome Liang, I forced Ranran to look at him. She didn't want to see him at all."
Tao Shuran: ...
Why do I feel like the more I explain, the worse it gets?
Liang Yuanjing curled his lips: "Really?"
Meeting his gaze, Tao Shuran pursed her lips and nodded slightly guiltily.
Just before class started, Luo Qiuya came over and whispered in her ear.
"Of course, I also sacrificed my life heroically for you. Don't forget to introduce that handsome guy to me."
Tao Shuran turned his head to look at her and muttered, "Why is it just for me?"
"Come on, you two just started dating, do you really want Liang Yuanjing to misunderstand that you like someone else?"
"I feel like Liang Yuanjing is jealous..." Luo Qiuya whispered, "like he wants to kill you in bed."
Tao Shuran suddenly stood up from her seat, knocking her arm on the table. Her eyes widened and she looked frightened.
The students around were also frightened by the noise and looked over.
Luo Qiuya quickly pulled her to sit down: "Why are you so excited, Ranran? Didn't I just speak a little rudely?"
Tao Shuran swallowed his saliva: "This is too rough."
"How far have you and Liang Yuanjing progressed? Holding hands, hugging, kissing..."
"None."
Before she could finish her words, Tao Shuran interrupted her hurriedly. Her chest heaved several times, and her flushed cheeks looked like she was shy. He urged her to turn around and face the blackboard.
"The teacher is going to continue the class."
A course of obscure calculus finally resumed in the drowsy atmosphere. Looking at Luo Qiuya who picked up her phone to slack off again, Tao Shuran sighed softly in his heart.
"None" means that, apart from their status, their distance is like that of ordinary friends.
Tao Shuran lay on the table sadly, and the fingertips holding the ballpoint pen turned white.
After a while, there was a noise coming from Luo Qiuya's position next to her. She listened for a while, then weakly raised her arms and turned her head to look.
But he looked into a sharp and shining face.
Liang Yuanjing supported his chin and observed her for a long time. When he saw that she finally noticed him, he added a hint of smile to his words.
"You were a good kid in high school, but now you don't study anymore after entering college?"
After being caught slacking off, Tao Shuran stuck out his tongue, folded his hands flat on the table, and pretended to be listening to the class attentively.
But in a course like calculus, if you miss one knowledge point, it will be like a nine-ring chain, and the rest cannot be connected.
As he listened, Tao Shuran frowned deeply and turned the pages of the book more frequently.
After finishing the entire knowledge point, the professor gave them ten minutes to do two exercises after class.
As usual, two people are picked from the roster to go to the blackboard to write questions. The score for this course is based on a ratio of 4:6 between regular and final scores, so the regular score is also very important.
When the teacher's eyes lingered on the roll call list, Tao Shuran's heart beat faster. She lowered her head, slightly exerted force on the finger holding the tip of the pen, and silently prayed in her heart that she would not be called.
The more you fear something, the more likely it will come to you.
The old professor read out a number: "Student number 13, your name is Tao Shuran, right? Come up and do this question."
The three people in the same dormitory all looked at her with sympathy.
When Tao Shuran saw this look, he thought to himself that it was not good, knowing that they probably wouldn't do it.
The thought of going on stage made her palms sweat with nervousness. When she passed Liang Yuanjing, she heard him remind her, "Change to Yuan."
Tao Shuran tilted his head and squeezed the hand holding the chalk. Although he was not very good at it, he still followed his idea and used the method of substitution.
But when she reached the crucial step, she suddenly got stuck. She stood on the stage, her mind tense and she couldn't move forward.
The old professor patrolled the room below, his hands behind his back, urging, "Students who haven't finished writing, hurry up. The two students on the stage should also hurry up."
The classmate next to me finally finished writing the steps to solve the problem, threw down the chalk and walked away neatly.
Tao Shuran pursed her lips and raised her hand after much hesitation.
"Teacher, I can't write anymore."
The old professor advocated encouraging education. He raised his chin and continued to say to her, "Try again. Don't give up easily."
But for a pure person like Tao Shuran, it is even more impossible to answer a question that she cannot answer in public. She is not a talented contestant who will suddenly have a flash of inspiration, so she can only stand on the stage and bite her lips awkwardly.
A feeling of shame washed over me.
Tao Shuran hates being the center of attention.
Every minute and every second seemed very long, as long as a thread, stretching everyone's breath. The air was filled with a stuffy feeling that made it difficult to breathe. She lowered her head, waiting for the teacher's mercy in the end.
"Teacher, can I go up and write for my girlfriend?"
In the sticky air, a lazy voice broke through the sky.
Liang Yuanjing crossed his long legs, his hands lazily folded in front of him, and turned his head to smile casually.
"Don't make it difficult for her. I've finished all the remaining questions."
The old professor snorted and laughed: "So confident?"
Liang Yuanjing raised his eyebrows and said as a matter of course, "Of course, I've always taught her math."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of "Aiya" from the audience.
The old professor smiled and said, "Oh, it's still a training system."
Liang Yuanjing did not comment, but walked onto the stage with his long legs. He stood behind Tao Shuran, patted her shoulder soothingly, and naturally took the chalk from her hand and wrote down every stroke.
Tao Shuran's eyelashes trembled, and she wanted to move her legs down the stage, but she couldn't because of his sturdy back blocking her.
Just like that, Liang Yuanjing stood behind her with his arms raised, his arms open as if holding her in his arms.
This intimate contact strangled all the air Tao Shuran could breathe, and she survived this suffocation all because of her admiration for him.
With a perfectly smooth idea of solving the problem, Liang Yuanjing raised his arm slightly, threw down the chalk head decisively, and walked back to his seat holding her hand.
Tao Shuran looked up at him. She was walking behind him, so even though she looked up, she could only see his angular jaw.
The old professor came up to the stage and looked at it for a while. Perhaps there was nothing wrong with the answer, so his expression relaxed.
In a lighthearted tone, she joked, "Did you see that, classmates? When looking for a boyfriend, you should look for someone who is a growth oriented person."
The students below started shouting, "What should we do, teacher? We didn't discuss this in high school. Is it too late to go back and repeat the year?"
The teacher threw a piece of chalk down and scolded with a smile, "You're still repeating the grade?"
"Have you understood the differential formula?"
Becoming the focus of the class in another way, Tao Shuran lowered his head slightly, his whole heart filled with a feeling of shyness.
Tan Yueyi, who was sitting next to her, tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Of course, I'm really touched by the sweetness of you two."
At this moment, Tao Shuran began to realize that even if she and Liang Yuanjing were not really in love.
The ambiguous tug-of-war between the two people, which is fatal to her, is real.
In the last ten minutes before get out of class ended, no one was in the mood to listen to the lecture.
Tao Shuran asked in a low voice: "Are you going home for National Day?"
Liang Yuanjing supported his chin and spoke in a somewhat casual tone.
"No, it's meaningless."
She asked, "Where are you going?"
"Just find a place." He answered casually, tapping the table with his fingers occasionally. Seeing her eager eyes for knowledge, he actually thought about it seriously.
"Maybe I should find a quiet island to stay on. I've been quite interested in diving lately."
Tao Shuran said "Oh", and after finishing one topic, she racked her brains to find the next one.
"Why are you in class today? I remember your class didn't have any classes with us?"
"You know all this."
Liang Yuanjing chuckled: "Have you inquired about my class schedule in advance?"
It was clearly just a joke, but Tao Shuran felt embarrassed because his thoughts were guessed.
She lowered her head and stopped talking, but Liang Yuanjing turned his head and asked her, "What are your plans for National Day?"
“No plans.”
Liang Yuanjing hummed, looking ahead with a cold gaze.
After a while, Tao Shuran hesitantly raised the book, looked at him tentatively, and asked, "Does going back to study the calculus textbook again count as an arrangement?"
Liang Yuanjing burst out laughing and asked her, "How about going out with me?"
"I'll find a coach to teach you."
Tao Shuran pursed her lips and said softly, "I haven't told my parents that we are in love yet."
What this means is that it is not convenient for him to appear in her life.
Liang Yuanjing raised his eyebrows, not expecting this unexpected answer.
He snorted and didn't pay much attention to it, habitually lowering his head to tease her.
"Oh—so I'm so shameful."
The young man's drawn-out tone was filled with laughter. Tao Shuran was immersed in his own emotions and didn't notice Liang Yuanjing's naughty smile at all.
She immediately explained, "No, I just don't think it's necessary."
"In the end, we'll always separate."
She regretted it as soon as she said it, thinking it was too disappointing to say such words in such an unclear relationship.
Liang Yuanjing looked at her and spoke slowly.
"In a relationship, if you always think about the outcome, it's meaningless."
"Why not think about the process? I can learn warmth and delicacy from you, and capture the tiny moments of happiness in life."
Liang Yuanjing paused, looked into her eyes, and said sincerely, "And I can teach you the true role of a man in a relationship. I can teach you how to be brave and not be afraid of worldly gazes."
"Oh, if you're interested, I can also teach you how to fly a plane. From now on, you can fly into the sky and into the earth. You will be the omnipotent Tao Shuran."
The moment the bell rang, the topic came to an end.
Under his guidance, Tao Shuran thought a lot, and at this moment, he suddenly understood his intention.
It turns out that he had always seen her inferiority, timidity, and cowardice.
However, these shortcomings that she tried hard to hide in front of the person she liked were quietly guided by him to grow.
Tao Shuran tilted her head back, narrowed her eyes slightly, and felt so moved that she almost wanted to cry.
She couldn't help but think of that sentence in her mind again - she really fell in love with a very good person, so good that even if it ended in vain and it was one-sided, she would never have a single complaint.
Tao Shuran smiled and asked, "Is flying a plane fun?"
"It's fun." Liang Yuanjing was cheerful. "It's much more interesting than falling in love."
Driven by his emotions, Tao Shuran couldn't help but think of the day when he would break away from theory and truly move towards practical application in the restoration room.
Being able to put the cultural relics you have restored on display must be a very fulfilling thing.
Her eyes couldn't help but be filled with longing.
Liang Yuanjing tilted his head and looked at her quietly. He always felt that if he really wanted to be good to a girl and lead her to the other side of life, it would be much more meaningful than a false love.
Just as I was thinking about this, I was surrounded by two girls.
Liang Yuanjing raised his eyes, his attention paused in front of them for a moment, and he quickly turned his head away, lifted his thin eyelids, and reached out to tidy up Tao Shuran's long hair hanging on her shoulders.
He looked at her in a nonchalant tone and said, "Come on, exercise your rights as a girlfriend."
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