Today is Friday, the last day before the first Saturday and Sunday after the start of school, but there is no relaxed atmosphere in the school on this day before the arrival of the usual rest day. On the contrary, most of the students seemed nervous, for the simple reason that today is the day when the results of the first semester are announced.

Almost early in the morning, groups of students gathered under the bulletin board on the first floor to check their results, and Chu Yan was naturally among them.

At such a time, there is only one kind of student who can generally remain calm, and that is the kind of student who can clearly determine how many points he can score.

Fortunately, Chu Yan is still among them.

If you are ranked, you should be in the middle of the year group.

Thinking so, Chu Yan stood in the crowd and looked at the report card posted on the bulletin board, and then found his name in the place of about two hundred.

Sure enough, isn't it a bad grade?

Touching his chin, Chu Yan nodded as it should.

But then he discovers two surprising things.

That is, Zhou Ke actually took the first place in the school, and Wang Ying actually took the third place in the school.

Oh my God, Xueba is actually by my side.

While sighing at the results of the two, Chu Yan prepared to leave.

Then he suddenly heard a commotion in the crowd.

"Hey, the number one in the school is actually that week. ”

"Zhou Ke, the one from Class 7?"

"That's right, it's the pervert who knocked down the beautiful boy on the basketball court and almost hit his chest. ”

"I'm going, so exciting?"

"Stimulation is stimulation, but perverts are really perverted, and they actually threw the beautiful boy to the ground directly in front of everyone. ”

"Hmph, you women, it's not a good thing. ”

"Oh, don't worry, I would never do that kind of thing. ”

"Cut, you don't dare, but that Zhou Ke was really disgusting, and now he should have died (social death) in our school. ”

"Almost, did that kind of thing, although the person concerned didn't say anything, but what kind of person she is, everyone knows it. ”

"This incident was still popular in the campus forum for a while. ”

"Such a person can actually take the first place in the exam?"

"There's no way, exam-oriented education, there will always be one or two scumbags. ”

Hearing that those people were talking more and more excessively, Chu Yan frowned, turned his head and was about to help Zhou Ke say a few words.

However, the next moment, he saw a familiar back in the corner of the crowd.

It was Zhou Ke who bowed his head and left.

At this time, the girl looked lonely and depressed, just like she looked when the two first met.

With his hands in his pockets and his head buried, he walked around the corner of the hallway without saying a word.

"Weekly ......"

Chu Yan wanted to stop her, but in the end he didn't take any real action.

He didn't know what to say, and it wasn't until Zhou Ke walked away that he blinked thoughtfully.

Perhaps, there is a way to help her.

Looking at the corridor where Zhou Ke left, Chu Yan thought so.

......

Jiang Qian didn't like men because her father abandoned her and her mother.

Jiang Qian doesn't like geniuses, because she doesn't like people who boast of some talent and are complacent.

Lately, though, she thought she might need to change her perception.

That is, maybe she doesn't dislike geniuses, she just doesn't like people who don't work hard.

Because recently, she misunderstood a person and even said a lot of very excessive things to the other person.

And after these misunderstandings are solved, she seems to have some new understanding of talent.

Chu Yan is a very special teenager.

This is Jiang Qian's new evaluation of Chu Yan.

In the two days after joining the club, whether it was daily physical training or free practice time, Chu Yan's training intensity was no less than that of any club member.

Even during breaks, the teenager would stay alone in the corner and play pear balls.

There is no squeamishness of ordinary boys at all, and it is even more resilient than some female members.

He always seemed to be there, either practicing his striking skills or working on his fitness, kicking or throwing punches, figuring out his angles, or thinking about the rhythm of his pace.

Only occasionally, will I stop for a while to drink water.

What is certain is that he is by no means underestimating the sport of MMA, as he claims to be.

Or maybe he's more serious about mixed martial arts than most people in the club.

And his professionalism is very high, and his basic knowledge does not need to be taught by others, and only occasionally shows some shortcomings in the wild way, which need to be corrected.

Probably because she has observed a lot in the past two days, Jiang Qian gradually found that she seemed to have begun to pay attention to Chu Yan subconsciously.

She would inadvertently notice Chu Yan's fist-swinging posture, she would also look at the young man's focused expression when she drank water, and she would catch a glimpse of Chu Yan's sweat in the gap between exercises.

It was a strange feeling, as if she was attracted to something.

Chu Yan?

Jiang Qian doesn't think so.

I'm just keeping an eye on the new students.

That's what she'd always thought.

However, she couldn't deny that sometimes she would look at Chu Yan in a daze.

Especially when Chu Yan was concentrating on training.

Boys boxing seems to have a different kind of beauty.

The soft curves are matched with such a savage movement, and the two are opposed to each other and blend with each other.

When the opponent's white and small fist hit the sandbag, when the opponent's half-covered cheeks were dripping with sweat, when the opponent's bright and reddish eyes became ruthless.

Jiang Qian could feel that her heart would be accompanied by a tremble, and then an indescribable emotion was conveyed, making her unable to take her eyes off for some reason.

Chu Yan. ”

In the evening club activities, the members of the mixed martial arts club are training separately.

With Jiang Qian's call, Chu Yan, who was standing in front of the sandbag, turned his head.

"What's wrong, President?"

"You had some problems with your power just now, like this, ho! ”

Seeing Jiang Qian's appearance of hitting the sandbag, Chu Yan nodded, imitating a punch at the sandbag.

"Ho! like this?"

"No, your elbows should be bent a little more, and then your fists can be relaxed a little more......"

As she spoke, Jiang Qian put her hand on Chu Yan's arm.

Feel the warm jade skin and the soft boneless palm.

Jiang Qian's pupils shrank slightly.

Is this a boy's hand?

It's soft, it's a weird feeling......

But it's not annoying either.

So, in this moment.

When Jiang Qian's heartbeat showed a beat.

In the thirteenth year after being abandoned by his father.

Because of the exclusion of men, Jiang Qian, who has not even seen an astringent love picture.

For the first time, I felt the difference and beauty of the opposite sex.

And that, the most instinctive impulse.