Little cutie, you don't have enough subscriptions for this article. You can read the latest content if you make up for it. Le Zhishi asked, "Am I not recognizable enough?"
"That's true …" With his mixed-race face, Le Zhishi was one of the most popular students when he first entered the school. However, Jiang Yufan still felt amazed, "You scared me to death just now. When I saw Song Yu's armband, I thought you were doomed. "
Le Zhishi held onto the escalator and gasped, "Is that necessary?"
"Why not? You violated the rules on the first day of school, and you even met Song Yu, a cold and arrogant big shot on duty. When he pulled you, I thought he was going to do you on the spot. "
When they were almost there, Le Zhishi turned around and shushed him. Then, he quickly walked into the classroom.
Coincidentally, the class monitor was taking attendance. Le Zhishi tried his best to hold his breath and stood at the door. His hair was curled up from running. "Miss …"
The homeroom teacher, Wang Qian, was a young male teacher. He taught Chinese and could get along well with the students. However, he was also ruthless when he was strict. Fortunately, Le Zhishi had always been the representative of good students. He was never late, never skipped class, and never caused trouble. He had good grades and was likable. Miss Wang didn't make it difficult for him, "Come in."
However, Jiang Yufan wasn't so lucky.
Wang Qian had a playful smile on his face, "Isn't this the permanent guest of the Tardiness Team of Class 8?"
"Miss Wang," Jiang Yufan touched his buzz cut, "I'm two steps later than Le Zhishi."
"Yes, I think it's good to be more standard." Wang Qian put his hands behind his back, "From today onwards, you can only be two steps later than your deskmate. Otherwise, you will be punished by standing in the morning self-study session."
"Huh?" Jiang Yufan frowned. The students of Class 8 who were watching all laughed.
"What are you talking about? Come in. " After Wang Qian finished speaking, he began to warn the other students, "I don't care if it's just a small fight, but at the opening ceremony, behave yourselves. If you're caught by the Dean, I won't bail you out. It's fine if you're sentenced publicly. You'll be famous before you enter middle school, so you didn't waste your time studying in middle school."
Everyone was snickering. Only Le Zhishi hadn't recovered from his panting. He tried to stuff his bag into the desk, but it wouldn't go in. Then he realized what was in the drawer. He reached in and took out an exquisite sapphire blue gift box.
Strange. He took a closer look.
"Who gave it to you? It's so cool. I got a gift on the first day of school. "Jiang Yufan leaned on the table and teased in a low voice." It's good to be handsome. "
"Of course not." Le Zhishi raised his head and glanced at Wang Qian before opening the gift box. Inside was an exquisite white fountain pen and a bottle of ink, with a card on top. He didn't touch the fountain pen. He just opened the card and read the words on it. Then he put it back in the drawer.
Jiang Yufan, who was always gossiping, came over and asked, "Which class is it from? This fountain pen doesn't look cheap. "
Le Zhishi pursed his lips as if he was thinking.
"After the opening ceremony, we won't go home, right?"
"No way. We'll probably have to go back to the classroom. Why? "
"I want to go to Class 11 and return this."
Everyone in the class stood up and prepared to go to the gymnasium. Jiang Yufan didn't understand Le Zhishi's action of returning the gift. "No way, Le. If you really return it, the girl will be sad."
Le Zhishi was a little hungry. He unzipped his bag and took out a piece of bread. He tore it open and bit off half of it. He said vaguely, "If I don't return it, she might think I agreed. But I didn't. It's not right. And I'm only in the third year of middle school. I can't date. "
Jiang Yufan's face was full of disbelief. "Oh my god, where did you come from? That guy in the next class had three girlfriends last semester. Fine. Anyway, you won't understand a girl's feelings when she's heartbroken. "
Heartbroken.
Le Zhishi really couldn't feel it, but he weighed the seriousness of heartbreak and being cheated. He was firm in his decision.
"I'll talk to her properly." Le Zhishi quickly chewed the bread in his mouth and stood up with the other students. A brand new medicine box fell out of his bag. He bent down to pick it up and put it in his pocket. But the pocket of his school pants was too small. So he tried to tear open the packaging, but the quality of the plastic seal was too good.
"Let's go." Jiang Yufan pulled him.
"Oh, okay."
The whole school rushed into the gymnasium. Le Zhishi realized there was no trash can when he entered. He quickly finished the last bite and folded the bag in half before stuffing it into his school pants pocket.
Peiya was one of the most famous high schools in the area. Compared to the quiet and frugal performance-driven education next door, Peiya had a Western style. Many students wanted to study abroad. There was even a saying that "only half of Peiya's third-year students take the college entrance exam." Plus, the school was rich and could afford to expand. Thus, the junior and senior sections had never been separated.
With such a large number of students, the annual opening ceremony was naturally a big event in the school. No matter how free and unorganized the school was, this day couldn't be wrong.
The senior students went in first and sat in the auditorium according to their class. Compass stood in front of them and said, "Third year, Class 6 to Class 11, please sit in the middle."
"Huh?"
"Why is it the blue class again?"
"We're going to sit on the ground again."
Peiya Junior School's summer uniform was light blue short-sleeved shirts, while the senior section's was white. The winter knitted vest was also the same color. Over time, everyone used the uniform colors to refer to the junior section.
Everyone looked for their seats. After not seeing each other for the whole summer, the first thing the girls did when they gathered was gossip. After all, this was a topic that was always popular.
"Did you see the confession wall last night?"
"No, who is it this time?"
"It's a second-year student. She confessed to Song Yu. She wrote a lot and said that she had a crush on him for a year."
"Wow, the school hunk … is so brave."
"Is there a school hunk in our school? Why haven't I voted? "
"No, but Song Yu can be considered to be publicly acknowledged. She actually dares to pursue him. I haven't seen him get close to any girl. Not to mention the junior section, he didn't even get close to the senior section. "
Hearing Song Yu's name, Le Zhishi was a little happy, but also a little uncomfortable. His face was itchy. He pulled his hair, looked around, and slowly followed the crowd. The class monitor organized everyone to sit down on the floor. Le Zhichi sat at the back of the boys' team. The girls' gossips in front of them changed from the hot topic of a sophomore girl confessing her love to a senior in high school to the discussion of Pei Ya.
"Then there was a quarrel below the confession wall. Someone said that Song Yu has a poker face and doesn't care about anyone. He's not even as good as Le Zhishi from the junior section. I'm dying of laughter. Gossiping about my own class. "
"What do you mean by not even as good as him? Le is very good-looking. Isn't his mixed-race face good looking? And he has a good personality. "
"Someone said that he's too young. But then it became the junior section and the senior section each having one. That way, there was no dispute. "
"Hahaha, that's true. They're the kind of people who are paid for in the crowd. When are they going to stand together and compare? "
"They can't even stand in the same frame. There's no interaction at all."
Jiang Yufan pricked up his ears and listened back and forth. He was speechless. "Little Le is not bad. He's almost as good as Song Yu."
Le Zhishi stretched his neck to look for Song Yu in the audience. He didn't hear the girls' discussion about him from beginning to end. He was a little confused by Jiang Yufan's cue. "Huh?"
Who knew that the girl diagonally in front of him would turn her head at this time. Her face was full of gossip. "Le, what do you think of Song Yu? Except for his personality. "
This was the first time he was asked about Song Yu in school since he entered junior high.
Le Zhishi felt guilty. It was the same feeling he had when he was hiding under the sun to wait for Song Yu. He unconsciously blinked faster, trying to give an answer that sounded more like a stranger's.
"Senior Song Yu is very handsome and his grades are very good."
But in the end, he couldn't resist the urge to protect him. "And I don't think there's anything wrong with his personality." Le Zhishi's tone was unusually serious. "He just doesn't like to talk. That doesn't mean he has a bad personality. Although he looks a little scary, he's actually a very nice person …"
The more the girl listened, the more she felt something was wrong. Puzzled, she interrupted. "Wait, how do you know he's a nice person?"
Sure enough, he wasn't good at hiding.
Le Zhishi was momentarily speechless. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yufan interrupted. "Song Yu is indeed better than I thought. He's on duty today and didn't report Le's nameplate when he picked it up. He even helped him hide it from Compass."
"Really?"
"He's our savior."
"He's indeed a handsome guy!"
At the beginning of the ceremony, the class monitor reminded them to stop talking. Only then did the gossip stop. Le Zhishi breathed a sigh of relief. He had almost been exposed. With how gossipy they were, if they knew about their relationship, they wouldn't stop.
Every year at the beginning of school, the content was similar. The leaders' speeches on stage made his soul leave his body. After a while, it was the junior high school student representative. It was the female straight-A student in their class. Le Zhishi was very supportive. He straightened his back and raised his head. He tried his best to listen to the speech. Unfortunately, the lights in the gymnasium were too bright. He gradually lowered his head like a wilted sunflower.
He didn't know if it was because he ate the bread too quickly, but his stomach felt a little uncomfortable. It felt like there was a ball of cotton stuck in his stomach. He couldn't go up or down.
Rubbing his stomach, Le Zhishi looked at the dirty little spot on the tip of his canvas shoes. As he focused his gaze, the little spot gradually expanded like a dark cloud with low pressure. The applause from the audience was like boiling water pouring into their ears, burning their chests, and filling their lungs with steam.
There was a small commotion among the students. His throat was dry, like a feather stuck in it. Le Zhishi lowered his head and cleared his throat. The new student representative walked on stage.
When the speaker got close to the microphone, there was a sharp sound from the speakers. It was like a premonition of a strong tone.
The next second, a low voice came from the uncooperative microphone.
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