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Halfway through the program, they took a break when the music was playing. Le Zhishi's stomach growled. Only then did Chen Yushan remember that he hadn't eaten. "Ah, I forgot to remind you to bring dinner." She took out her lunch box from her bag. "Do you want to eat with me?"
She opened the lid. Inside were translucent steamed dumplings with carrot and lamb meat, fried shrimp, and hot and sour cold noodles. They all looked delicious, but he couldn't eat any of them. Le Zhishi declined politely. "You eat, Chen Yushan. I told my deskmate to bring me food."
Chen Yushan thought that he was embarrassed and stuffed the fork into his hand. Le Zhishi could only say that he was allergic to many things in the food.
He didn't tell her about his allergens because Song Yu had repeatedly emphasized to him that he couldn't tell others about his allergies, especially when his allergies were so serious that they could endanger his life.
"I see." Chen Yushan had to give up. "I saw it at your opening ceremony. It was so scary. Fortunately, nothing serious happened."
That's right. Fortunately, Big Brother was there. Le Zhishi responded in his heart.
When the program ended, Chen Yushan gave him an apple. Le Zhishi accepted it gratefully.
The evening self-study session would start in ten minutes. Most of the students in the classroom were already in their seats. Only the student on duty who was in charge of cleaning was still mopping the floor. Le Zhishi, who had rushed back, sat beside Jiang Yufan, panting heavily. "… I'm so tired."
Hu Xuan turned around from the front seat. "Le, we heard your broadcast today!" She gave him a thumbs up. "Nice!"
Le Zhishi was very happy at first, but then he lay down. "But I had a lot of problems today."
"Tsk, I couldn't tell at all."
A boy sitting in the third group interrupted with obvious sarcasm. "Who said I couldn't tell? I heard it all. Le Zhishi, don't tell me you think you can sing so well that you deliberately left the microphone on?"
Le Zhishi was a little dumbfounded after being stabbed in the face. He was usually very popular and had never had any conflicts with anyone, so he didn't understand what was going on.
"Ignore Zhang Chen." Jiang Yufan rolled his eyes and explained to Le Zhishi, "He's crazy. The girl he likes likes you, so he's being sarcastic to you."
Le Zhishi asked, "The girl from Class 11?"
Jiang Yufan's expression was full of disdain. "Exactly. I don't know how Zhang Chen found out. This guy used to come to Class 11 every day. He was so attentive. In the end, the little goddess confessed to you. It would be strange if he wasn't angry. "
Unexpectedly, Le Zhishi turned to face Zhang Chen with a serious expression. "Why should I be angry?"
Zhang Chen's eyes widened. "You're asking me why …"
"Are you hurt?" Le Zhishi asked again.
He was really curious, and Zhang Chen was really speechless. Only Jiang Yufan was so happy that a flower bloomed.
Hu Xuan also helped Le Zhishi by retorting, "Zhang Chen, I can smell the lemon on you even though we're two groups apart. You're so sour."
Zhang Chen was flustered and exasperated. "Bullsh * t!"
The class monitor slammed the podium and threatened Zhang Chen with his eyes. Le Zhishi saw that Zhang Chen was so angry. He thought that he must really like that girl. Therefore, he wanted to find an opportunity to tell him that he wasn't with the girl he liked. He could still try again.
Besides, if this didn't work, he could always change to another girl.
Jiang Yufan also wanted to check the line, but after thinking about it, he gave up. He turned to Le Zhishi and whispered, "Le Le, I didn't manage to buy the rice balls you mentioned. I rushed over as soon as class was over, but the boss said they didn't have any rice balls today. But I bought this for you. Dang dang dang dang! "He took out a box of self-heating rice from the drawer.
Le Zhishi was very surprised, but he kept his voice low. "What's this …" He picked it up and looked at it with a face full of suspicion. "Won't I be kicked out by Miss Wang if I eat this?"
Jiang Yufan raised his index finger and shook it calmly. "Don't worry. According to a reliable source, Wang definitely won't come to the evening self-study session today. His car is no longer on campus, and he took the thermos from his office with him."
"But he said yesterday that he was going to talk about papers during the evening self-study session." Le Zhishi remembered clearly.
The bell for the evening self-study session rang. Hu Xuan also turned around and supported Jiang Yufan in a low voice. "It's true. Wang seems to have something important to do today. When I went to pick up my homework, he wasn't in the office. And you see … "
She pointed to the podium. "The class monitor is already sitting up there. Wang definitely won't come today."
"And I already helped you bribe the class monitor. I told him to pretend nothing happened later." Jiang Yufan raised his eyebrows. "How is it? Am I, your Brother Fan, still very reliable? "
"That's amazing." Le Zhishi gave him a thumbs up with both hands and turned to look at the packaging of the self-heating rice. "I haven't eaten this before."
"Neither have I. But it should be like a self-heating hot pot." Jiang Yufan shrugged. "Put some cold water in it and it will heat up by itself."
"Amazing …" Le Zhishi read the packaging carefully. "I'll use the bathroom to eat it later."
"It's okay. They're all eating in the classroom."
Le Zhishi shook his head. "You can't eat in the classroom."
The two fiddled with the rice for a while and added water according to the packaging. Le Zhishi waited for his rice with a curious and expectant heart. It was fish-flavored shredded pork, so it shouldn't taste bad.
The bell for the evening self-study session rang. The class monitor, who was sitting at the podium, said, "Miss Wang has something to do today. She won't be coming."
There was a burst of cheers in the class. The wave of cheers was stopped by the class monitor. Everything was going according to plan. Le Zhishi was a little happier.
"I'm going out later. Let me have a bite." Jiang Yufan bumped his shoulder. "I want to try it."
Le Zhishi gestured OK. "No problem. We'll each have one …"
Before the last word came out, Le Zhishi completely choked. Because a person he would never have expected walked into their classroom.
A girl in the class exclaimed softly.
"Song Yu?"
"Wow, it's really Song Yu."
Jiang Yufan was also shocked. He slapped Le Zhishi's arm. "F * ck, why is your brother here?"
Song Yu didn't take anything. He walked up to the podium with a blank expression. The class monitor seemed to have known in advance. He got off the podium and returned to his seat to make room for him. Song Yu silently unbuttoned the sleeves of his school uniform and rolled up part of his sleeves.
Le Zhishi didn't know anything about this. He couldn't hide the surprise on his face. The surrounding students also looked at him with the mentality of watching a show. They were like audience members who had prepared their chairs for the show.
Standing on the podium, Song Yu raised his head and looked at the crowd. "Miss Wang has something to do and won't be here tonight. Since everyone is facing the problem of advancing to a higher school, she asked me to help share some of my experience in preparing for the middle school exam. "
These words were very official. Song Yu's expression and voice were cold enough. However, the junior girls below the podium were still excited.
Although the school had never held any kind of school hunk election, Song Yu's appearance made him the center of attention no matter where he went. In addition, he had the buff of being unapproachable and the halo of a top student. To be able to get close to him and help with the evening self-study was simply unimaginable.
A girl in the front row raised her head and asked Song Yu, "Senior, why did Miss Wang invite you?"
Song Yu had a slight obsession with cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder. He lowered his head and straightened the chalk box on the podium. He didn't even raise his head when he answered her question. He only said indifferently, "He used to be my form teacher."
"They're actually the same form teacher?"
"Wow … that's amazing."
"Then we're directly related!"
Le Zhishi also found it unbelievable that they were actually the same form teacher. According to this, Wang Qian came to teach their class after teaching Song Yu until he graduated from middle school.
That was also true. Every time their parents came forward, Aunt Rong would be in charge of him, and Uncle Song would be in charge of Song Yu. They didn't say anything, and Song Yu didn't say anything either. How would he know?
Song Yu went straight to the point. "The first class of the evening self-study session will focus on sharing. In the second class, everyone will do their own homework. If you need any questions, you can come to the podium to look for me."
Jiang Yufan coughed, hinting for Le Zhishi to lower his head and show him his phone from under the table. The phone screen showed that there was no form teacher in the class group. Almost all the students who secretly brought their phones had gathered in the group and were chatting in full swing.
[Is today the day our class's attractiveness index is at the top?!]
[Song Yu is really handsome. No wonder he's a regular on the confession wall.]
[You girls are too infatuated. You only know how to look at handsome guys. I'm speechless.]
[What do you mean only know how to look at handsome guys? We girls are more interested in looking at beautiful girls than you guys are.]
[Le, I think you're still the most handsome. I support you.]
[There's going to be a good show.]
[Le, did you already know that he was coming?]
How is that possible?!
Jiang Yufan lowered his head and typed quickly.
[I can testify that Le really didn't know. We just thought that the class monitor was the one who was supervising the evening self-study session.]
New content quickly popped up on the interface.
[I'm so confused. Didn't he tell you that he's coming over?]
[Song Yu won't make things difficult for Le, right?]
[He didn't do anything wrong. Why are you afraid of ghosts knocking on the door?]
Le Zhishi didn't want to read anymore. When he raised his head, he happened to meet Song Yu's gaze. The way Song Yu stared at him was like a big cat. His eyes were cold and unfocused. He quickly lowered his head and put away the comic book and his sketchbook on the table into the drawer. He took out his teaching aid and pretended to study seriously.
Although the chat group was in full swing, the atmosphere in the class was very quiet. Song Yu picked up a piece of chalk and wrote on the blackboard.
"There's less than a year until the middle school exams. The study plan for these two semesters is likely to change your ranking. So first, you have to have a clear goal and make a plan that suits your situation …"
As he spoke, a strange sound suddenly came from the class. It sounded like a small train. Many people heard it and turned their heads to look.
The sound was getting louder and louder.
The chalk stopped writing on the blackboard. Song Yu's hand stopped. However, he didn't turn around. It was as if he didn't hear anything. He continued to write what he wanted to write.
The other students looked at the source of the sound. Yes, the source of the sound was Le Zhishi. To be more precise, it was the box of self-heating rice in Le Zhishi's desk drawer.
At this time, Jiang Yufan also turned his head. When Le Zhishi's eyes met, he silently mouthed a "F * ck". Then, he wrote a sentence on the draft paper and pushed it in front of Le Zhishi.
[You can submit to the Social Death Group now …]
"Qin Yan asked me to bring it to you." After saying that, Song Yu inexplicably quickened his pace.
Le Zhishi remembered that when he told his uncle and auntie about the radio station, Song Yu was in the shower and didn't seem to be present. So, he followed Song Yu and asked, "Then do you know that Qin Yan asked me to go to the radio station?"
The words "Brother Qin Yan" sounded so sweet and obedient.
Song Yu stopped in his tracks. Le Zhishi directly bumped into his back.
Did he know or not? He couldn't figure it out.
"And then?" Song Yu didn't turn his head and spoke quickly. It didn't seem like he was in a good mood.
"Ah? No … no then. " Seeing Song Yu walk forward again, Le Zhishi chased after him. "Can I go home with you tonight?"
Song Yu didn't answer directly. He only spoke before entering the classroom.
"Go back by yourself."
Le Zhishi pursed his lips in disappointment and followed him in.
In the exercise class, everyone was doing their own homework. Song Yu sat at the podium with his head down and did the competition questions.
At first, only one or two people dared to go up and ask questions. Later, everyone realized that Song Yu was really good. He could concisely and comprehensively answer a question with just two glances. Soon, they could follow his train of thought. So, more and more people went up. Of course, there was no lack of girls with ulterior motives.
"Why don't you go up?" Jiang Yufan nudged Le Zhishi with his elbow. "It's almost time to call out the number."
Le Zhishi didn't even look up. He focused on his physics paper. "I can ask any time. I won't fight with everyone."
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