Chapter 4 Secret Crush Day “Dear Y, we finally meet again…
"2017.08.29 Sunny"
948th - 08th, the distance between you and me.
The world's largest passenger aircraft, the Air Force A380, has a fuselage length of 72.7 meters. Even if we are one head and one tail apart and the distance between us is far, I will still move closer to you unwaveringly.
——Excerpt from Tao Shuran’s Diary
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"Awesome! My brother Jing missed one exam and still managed to get 8th place."
There was a brief burst of discussion around because of Liang Yuanjing's arrival.
Tao Shuran clearly felt that the focus of the crowd began to shift to the area where she was, and many people even squeezed over and surrounded her, blocking her way.
In the crowd, someone pried open a fulcrum and squeezed in, forcing Tao Shuran to stumble backward.
When she was about to fall, someone raised a hand to hold her arm.
It was just a momentary touch, and Tao Shuran turned around, finally having a legitimate reason to look at him.
She whispered, "Thank you."
Liang Yuanjing raised his chin slightly, looking as if he didn't take it to heart.
After looking at the score, he turned around and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by someone.
"Liang, Liang Yuanjing, my name is Wen Fangfang."
"I see you got a perfect score on your math test this time. I don't quite understand a question. Could you explain it to me?"
The girl was so nervous that her voice was shaking, but at this moment, Tao Shuran envied her courage.
Liang Yuanjing glanced at them, then without hesitation, he pulled out Fu Changpei who was standing next to him.
"Go to him for the lecture."
The boy's voice was low and overly cold, his arrogant attitude remained unchanged, and he turned and walked away.
Wen Fangfang is the monitor of their liberal arts class 1. The little girl has a strong sense of self-esteem. She was so aggrieved that her eyes turned red when she didn't get the person she wanted to explain the problem to her.
Fang Qingyi leaned over and whispered, "Just get used to it. This is Liang Yuanjing. He has a bad temper and shows no mercy to any girl."
Tao Shuran stared at his departing back in a daze.
"Ranran, why are you daydreaming? We have to go to our first class."
The first class was Chinese. Before class started, the back door suddenly opened and a row of boys rushed in carrying benches, making a loud noise.
Tao Shuran, who was sitting in the last row, was shocked.
But everyone in the class looked as if they were used to it.
Fang Qingyi turned around and told her, "They're from the flight class. There are only about a dozen people in each class. Usually, the liberal arts students audit our class 1, and the science students audit our class 4."
Class 1 of Liberal Arts and Class 4 of Science are both key classes. There are only a few top teachers in a school. In order to ensure the quality of teaching, the school allows students in the flight class to attend classes with the key classes.
The students in the flight class are selected through the national unified Air Force Youth Aviation Selection, which starts in junior high school and requires them to pass three tests: medical selection, psychological selection, and political assessment.
Not only are there high requirements for physical fitness, but even the high school entrance examination scores must be in the top 10% in the city.
The students who pass the selection will enter the high school department of Linchuan Campus of Fuqing Affiliated High School to study. They will be jointly trained by the school and the Air Force, and will have relevant flight experiences every summer vacation.
After numerous rounds of selection, only a dozen people remained in the flight class.
Even if you enter the flight class, only one in a million can actually join the Air Force.
And Liang Yuanjing is one of the best among them.
Wen Fangfang, who was sitting next to Fang Qingyi, leaned over and whispered, "But I'm really curious. How did you get into our key liberal arts class with grades like yours?"
The implication is self-evident.
Tao Shuran bit her lower lip and said nothing.
Transferring to a new environment, especially during the important period of senior year, will inevitably lead to a lot of discussion.
In addition, Tao Shuran herself is not good at socializing, so her classmates are more curious about her and want to explore her.
Now faced with such blatant doubts, she didn't know what to say.
Fang Qingyi stepped forward to defend herself: "Wen Fangfang, you speak with such low emotional intelligence. No wonder Liang Yuanjing doesn't want to talk to you."
"Why do you care how they got in? It's just that they didn't do well on the placement test. There's still a lot of time left."
"Not much longer."
Wen Fangfang pushed up her glasses and said, "There are still 284 days until the college entrance examination."
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Liang Yuanjing came in and looked around, and found that the seat he was familiar with was occupied by a girl.
He glanced at it, ignoring Zhao Zhengnian's burning gaze, and found an empty seat in the corner of the last row with the bench in one hand and sat down.
Tao Shuran paused as he opened the test paper, and subconsciously turned the side with the score to the back.
Zhao Zhengnian turned around and said, "Ajing, do you want to sit here with me?"
"What?"
Liang Yuanjing raised his eyes and looked over: "You won't disturb others from studying?"
Tao Shuran was shocked when her name was suddenly called. Although he did not mention her name, the mere fact that he was related to her instantly diverted all her attention.
Tao Shuran bit her lower lip.
Although she knew that this behavior was impolite, she still couldn't control her heart and moved closer to him, and began to pay attention to every word he said.
Zhao Zhengnian and Liang Yuanjing were discussing the recent football game.
Last night they stayed up until five in the morning and were still excited, but Zhao Zhengnian was talking most of the time. Liang Yuanjing responded lazily in the back, seeming to be getting sleepy.
Tao Shuran didn't quite understand.
After a while, the bell rang and the Chinese teacher walked in from the front door with the test paper.
The teacher took a quick glance and saw a huge group of tall people in the back row, filling the entire classroom to the brim, and the heat was surging in his face.
Picking up the air conditioner and turning down the temperature by two degrees, Yu Caiying called out without even looking up, "Liang Yuanjing, stop taking a nap behind me."
"Sit one row forward."
Liang Yuanjing, who was suddenly called out, seemed to be used to it.
He stood up. He was very tall. With a hook of his long legs, the entire seat moved forward one row.
So I sat down in the aisle next to Tao Shuran.
Her raised arm took up half of the space on her desk. Tao Shuran felt uncomfortable all over and didn't even know where to look.
Zhao Zhengnian next to her didn't notice her change, and continued talking to Liang Yuanjing with his head tilted.
Liang Yuanjing turned his head slightly and said "hmm".
This way she was caught in the middle, as if Liang Yuanjing was watching her and talking to her.
On the podium, Yu Caiying began to talk about the mock exam paper.
Liang Yuanjing caught a glimpse of her slightly flushed cheeks and her back, which was stiff from sitting too straight.
He smiled, put his chin on his hand and fell asleep.
Tao Shuran took a deep breath, she secretly lowered her head and saw the shadow cast by his eyelashes under his eyes.
Suddenly, his eyelids twitched, and she immediately looked away in panic, fearing that he would open his eyes the next second.
Listen to the class carefully.
Tao Shuran hypnotized herself in her heart and tried hard to ignore his existence.
The Chinese teacher on the podium went through the questions one by one. Because there were too many questions and there was only one class day allocated to explain the test paper, some very basic questions were automatically skipped.
For example, the simplest easy-to-score question is reciting ancient poems.
For students in the affiliated high school who are required to meet high standards, losing points on such questions is totally intolerable.
Yu Caiying slapped the table and said, "Those of you who made mistakes in reciting ancient poems, please stand up."
A few people stood up in the class, including Tao Shuran, who was probably the one who made the most mistakes.
"What did I tell you during summer vacation? You have to memorize everything you need to memorize. If you got it wrong, copy the original text ten times and hand it in to my office before class tomorrow."
"Okay, everyone sit down."
"Wait, Tao Shuran, you continue to stand——"
Tao Shuran was just about to sit down with Dachao when Teacher Yu suddenly called her name. Her heart skipped a beat and she suddenly felt something was not right.
"You got six of the ten lines of ancient poetry wrong. It's not that you wrote the characters wrong, it's that you simply left the lines blank and couldn't write them. Haven't you memorized these?"
"I'm sorry, teacher. I haven't learned these lessons yet, so I didn't memorize them."
"We've all passed the second round of review, and you're saying you haven't learned it yet?" Yu Caiying said sternly, "We don't even have students in our affiliated high school with such a poor foundation."
Tao Shuran lowered her head and bit her lower lip tightly.
The discussions around started again, and the question Wen Fangfang had just asked her became the focus of everyone's discussion.
Yu Caiying asked her directly: "How did you get into the key class?"
Embarrassment surged in his heart, his lips were bitten to the point of being discolored, and even his face was pale.
Tao Shuran heard laughter not far away and her classmates whispering to each other, and a few words reached her ears clearly.
"You got in through connections, didn't you?"
"You're not ashamed of having such poor grades."
"That's what happens when you come from a small place. You haven't even finished your textbooks."
At this moment, the person sleeping on her desk moved, as if woken up by the noise.
Liang Yuanjing raised his leg and kicked the table leg in front of him.
It didn't take much effort, and the voice, fresh from waking up, was hoarse, "Classmate, you're too noisy."
The student who was talking the most enthusiastically shut up awkwardly.
It was also at this time that Yu Caiying's gaze refocused on Liang Yuanjing's face.
She shifted her anger and said to him, "Liang Yuanjing, let me ask you, why did you miss my Chinese test?"
"Do you have any opinion on my subject?"
"No." Liang Yuanjing didn't even raise his head, his dark eyelashes drooped, and he played with the ballpoint pen on the table boredly.
"I was too sleepy this morning and couldn't get up."
There was a hint of laughter in his voice as he made jokes.
"I'm sorry, teacher. I will definitely take the test next time."
Yu Caiying's expression eased slightly. "If you don't raise our class average by five points next time, I'll hold you accountable."
Teachers always give preferential treatment to good students, and Tao Shuran seemed to have also benefited from the preferential treatment. After a while, Yu Caiying asked her to sit down and work harder after class.
Tao Shuran responded obediently with "Okay".
She took out a bright yellow sticky note from her pencil case, thought for a moment, and then wrote a note and carefully passed it over.
——"Thank you for helping me out."
Tao Shuran knew that he could avoid making such a loud noise.
Liang Yuanjing lowered his eyelashes and looked at the note stuck on the table. The girl's handwriting was bright and delicate, in standard regular script, as neat as she was.
Say "thank you" again.
He found it a little funny. Why did they always start with "thank you"?
Liang Yuanjing touched her right cheek with the tip of his tongue and returned the note to her.
There was an indescribable laziness in his body, and he asked in a hooked voice, "Really? Do I have it?"
It seemed like she was just overthinking it.
But that's not the case. He has always been like this, doing things silently and doesn't want others to know even if he has helped them.
Tao Shuran has always known it.
Because her story of meeting him dates back to the summer vacation three years ago.
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The summer vacation three years ago was a crucial year for the transition from junior high school to high school.
Zhao Yanyun signed her up for the Bing Xin Composition Cup, saying that he wanted to develop her writing skills.
That was Tao Shuran's first time in Fuqing. July and August were the hottest months of the year in Fuqing, with temperatures approaching 40 degrees Celsius and the air filled with humid heat.
She doesn't like the hot summer and hates the feeling of sweat sticking to her body.
The competition will be held at the Children's Palace, a place far away from the city. After the competition, there will be a unified bus to take them to the station to take them back to their respective cities.
At that time, Tao Shuran was in adolescence and was in a state of excessive obesity due to taking hormone drugs for illness.
She came here to compete alone and had no other friends.
Walking into the narrow aisle, there were still a few empty seats. She put down her schoolbag and prepared to sit down.
The girl sitting next to her covered her mouth and nose, looked at her with disgust and said, "Go sit somewhere else."
"I...I have someone here!"
Tao Shuran pursed her lips, said nothing, picked up her bag again and continued walking to the back.
But the situation was exactly the same. The rude boy looked at her directly and said, "I don't want to sit with a fat woman like you. It's so crowded."
"It's already hot, and it's even hotter with you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole carriage burst into laughter.
They were all boys and girls of thirteen or fourteen years old, and it was the time when their appearance was most sensitive. Tao Shuran was so sad that he was speechless.
In fact, this was not the first time she had been humiliated like this. At Xianyao No. 1 Middle School, her classmates were unwilling to be friends with her. They always said that she was fat and ugly, as if the high temperature throughout the summer was caused by her.
The same is true today.
But the continuous rejections made her almost collapse. The driver stood at the door and shouted, "Student, please find a seat quickly. Our car is about to start."
But no one was willing to let her sit next to them. They looked at her silently, their eyes full of mockery.
Do fat people deserve to die?
Tao Shuran's eyes were red and tears were about to fall.
Suddenly an arm blocked her way.
"Classmate, please sit here."
Tao Shuran didn't know how to describe the feeling at that moment when she heard the clear and clean voice of the young boy. She felt like she had met a savior who fell from the sky.
She looked at the boy wearing a baseball cap pulled down low, with long eyelashes drawn down to cover his deep pupils. He picked up the bag on the seat next to her with one hand and motioned for her to sit down.
Tao Shuran sat down and whispered "thank you".
The boy said "hmm" lazily, crossed his arms and closed his eyes, as if he was going to sleep.
At the moment the door was about to close, a boy rushed up hurriedly.
"Hey! Master, wait for me, I haven't gone up yet."
As soon as he got on the bus, he went straight to the seat where Tao Shuran and the others were sitting and shouted, "Liang Yuanjing, where is the seat you saved for me?"
It turns out his name is Liang Yuanjing.
Tao Shuran immediately stood up awkwardly, realizing that the seat he was sitting on might be his.
Liang Yuanjing put his hand on her shoulder and patted her down. For some reason, Tao Shuran read a soothing meaning in this action.
Maybe it was because when she was a child and refused to go to bed, her grandmother always patted her back gently with the same force.
She saw Liang Yuanjing throw the bag in her arms into the boy's arms.
The tone was harsh and stern: "Go sit in the back."
The boy responded "Oh" and sat down behind them.
They were silent all the way. When the car arrived at the destination, Tao Shuran got off at the back out of habit.
Her eyes were fixed on Liang Yuanjing and his friend in front of her. The two of them were walking together with their arms around each other's shoulders.
He estimated that he was about 1.8 meters tall, and his shadow stretched out in a long line on the ground, which she could step on with just a slight lift of her leg.
But Tao Shuran couldn't bear to step on his shadow.
She walked slowly behind him, and suddenly her gaze stopped. She squatted down and picked up a competition card on the ground.
It contains relevant information about the contestants.
The one Tao Shuran picked up belonged to Liang Yuanjing.
She hurried to catch up with him, but when she looked up, the two figures disappeared from her sight. She was the only one left in the vast station.
Later, while waiting for the bus, Tao Shuran took out the entry card and looked at it again.
There was a two-inch photo with a blue background on the competition card. The boy had a face that could be called a model. The zygomatic arch and the mandibular angle formed a clear angle. The lines were as clear as a sculpture. The eyebrows and eyes were deep, and the bridge of the nose was high. He was so dazzling in the crowd that he could be seen at a glance.
Name: Liang Yuanjing
Group: English Competition Group 1
Contact Information:
For some unknown reason, Tao Shuran memorized the number.
After returning home, she turned on the old desktop computer at home.
The computer started up very slowly, and it took more than ten minutes to clear the cache, but her heart was still pounding.
She opened a QQ account she rarely used and tried to search for this account. Sure enough, she found him, as if it was a fate given by God.
Tao Shuran bit her lower lip in confusion, but still didn't have the courage to add his contact information.
After all, to Liang Yuanjing, they were just chance acquaintances.
After thinking it over, Tao Shuran opened his email and sent a serious email.
"Hello, I'm a participant in the Bing Xin Essay Challenge. I came across your English essay and thought it was excellent. Could we discuss it?"
After sending this email, Tao Shuran calmed down strangely, and even prepared himself for it to fall into oblivion.
But she didn't expect that she would receive a reply after a while.
"What's your name?"
The surprise overwhelmed her brain. After some hesitation, she replied cautiously:
"You can call me R, there is an R in my name"
"interesting."
"My name is Liang Yuanjing."
She chose her words carefully: "Then I'll call you Y, and we can discuss study more in the future."
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The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and for Tao Shuran, this extremely long forty-five minutes also came to an end.
She turned her head to look at Liang Yuanjing. He was still asleep. The wind outside the window blew the soft hair on his forehead, and the perfect light and shadow fell on his angular profile.
Even light and shadow favor him.
In the bustling crowd, she only glanced at him secretly in the quiet corner.
Then he said silently—
"Dear Y, we finally meet again."
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