When we went back to school after a weekend, everyone seemed to have changed, but they didn't know exactly what had changed. When all the students in the class have started one after another, they are ready to study on their own in the morning. Because there is no one to supervise the morning self-study, the classroom is usually bustling at this time. But today, the whole class was very tacit, and no one said anything, most of the reason should be because they saw Yan Xiangqi sitting in their seat with a cold face. After all, everyone has seen the news of Elder Yan's death, and at this juncture, no one wants to provoke this eldest lady of the Yan family. So Monday's morning self-study was spent peacefully.

The first class in the morning was chemistry, and after this period of tutoring at Ji's house, Zhou Yingru was basically able to easily follow the teacher's train of thought, and there was no problem in this class. When the bell rang, the chemistry teacher did not leave the classroom immediately. Instead, he knocked on the lectern with the textbook in his hand, cleared his throat and said, "By the way, students, at this time next week, that is, next Monday and Tuesday, the school will organize the third mock exam. There is still a week to review. Everyone worked hard to do well in the exam. After saying this, she habitually pushed her thick bottle-bottom glasses, her eyes slipped, stopped at Zhou Yingru, pointed at her and continued: "Especially you Zhou Yingru, don't forget what you promised me." Zhou Yingru looked at her and smiled helplessly, and nodded, indicating that she understood. The chemistry teacher immediately nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, the next class is your homeroom teacher's class, let your homeroom teacher tell you specifically, after class." ”

When Shin saw the chemistry teacher walk out of the classroom, he turned his body to the right. Although his face was still as cold as usual, his voice softened a few degrees and asked with concern: "Sakura, can you take the exam next week?" ”

Zhou Yingru took a deep breath: "Well, it should be possible, you don't have to worry about me." But you don't know if your previous academic performance was good. Since you don't usually speak or ask questions in class, I can't tell if you're listening to the teacher or not. Next week's mock exam is your first official exam since you transferred, so I'm looking forward to your results. After speaking, she replied with a warm smile from Shen Zhengyang.

But after Shen Zhengyang heard her words, his eyes darkened, and he recalled his previous results, which were not bad, but they were not good. His parents arranged him to study in an aristocratic school in China, although his grades were average, but as soon as he graduated from high school, they planned to send him to study abroad, and it didn't matter if his grades were almost there. But it backfired, and at this point, let alone studying abroad, it would be good to be able to take the second domestic exam with his results. When it comes to studying, this is the one thing he regrets the most. If he hadn't been comfortable with his identity as the eldest young master of the Shen family at that time, and worked hard to improve himself, he would not have fallen behind in the family and become a wasted person. People who have the same experience as him can make a comeback with their own abilities, but he can't do anything. He used to be an out-and-out gentleman, but now he's a complete shit.

Zhou Yingru noticed that Shen Zhengyang was wrong, shook her hand in front of him, and asked, "Zhengyang, what's wrong with you?" ”

Shen Zhengyang came back to his senses, "Huh? Oh, nothing. ”

Ye Nianyin just looked at the two of them quietly, didn't move, didn't say a word, in the eyes of others, there was nothing unusual, but the jealousy and resentment in her eyes betrayed her.

As the class bell rang, the head teacher also walked into the classroom. After the bell rang, the head teacher was already standing straight in front of the lectern. Kang Yue is the homeroom teacher and mathematics teacher of the third (9th) class of high school. Thirty-four years old, he looks like a standard science man, has short shaved hair, and wears standard black-rimmed glasses. However, the dress is very fashionable, and it is significantly very young, and some people believe it when it is said that they are in their twenties. Tactful, but responsible. Sure enough, as he said to the chemistry teacher, he didn't go directly to class, but first talked about next week's mock exam.

"Ahem, students, I would like to tell you one thing before class. Next Monday and Tuesday we will have the third mock exam for the third year of high school. Everyone should also know that our school will arrange nearly ten mock exams in the third year of high school, regardless of the first, second semester and mid-term final exams, so you must pay attention to each mock exam and treat it as the college entrance examination. In addition, there are many new transfer students in our class recently, and this exam is also a good opportunity for you to test yourself. If you find your own problems, you can find a way to solve them in the future. Kang Yue babbled a lot, then swept the classmates, noticed Yan Xiangqi with his head down, and said to her: "Yan Xiangqi, the teacher understands your current mood, but I still hope that you can come out as soon as possible, and life still has to go on, right?" ”

Yan Xiangqi raised his depressed head weakly, and his long brown hair also left the table, opened his blood-red eyes, squeezed out a smile, and slowly spoke: "Well, the teacher is right. ”

Zhou Yingru and Liu Shu couldn't help but look at her, there was no reason, but they didn't know how to face her now.

Ye Nianyin looked at her with interest and smiled.

I don't know if it's because Zhou Yingru said those words to Shen Zhengyang, but Shen Zhengyang was particularly active in this math class. Although he didn't say a few words after a class, it was already a qualitative leap for him, who was usually silent like a transparent person in class. The girls in the class looked at him one after another, not knowing what they were whispering, and even the head teacher's eyes were incredulous when they looked at him, and Shen Zhengyang ignored their reactions. Ji Fu Ze and Ye Nianyin didn't react much, they just felt a little funny. In the past, he refused to listen to lectures even if he died, and arrogantly felt that the things taught by those teachers with thinning hair were too mentally retarded and had nothing worth listening to. Although he is as smart as him, his grades have not been up or down, just like a house without a good foundation, how many floors can it support if you want to build it up? Forced by reality, he Shen Young Master also has to bow to life. But Zhou Yingru's heart was not as they thought, and she simply thought that Shin Zhengyang would make this change for the mock exam next week.

After class, Zhou Yingru saw that Shen Zhengyang was so serious in class, so she casually found a question that had been explained in class, brought it to him, and asked with a smile: "Zhengyang, did you understand this question in class?" ”

Shen Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes twice, but quickly replied, "Hmm." ”

Zhou Yingru was overjoyed, "Okay, you teach me." ”

Shin Zhengyang picked up the pen with difficulty and wrote on a piece of white paper, but it did not go as smoothly as he imagined. He first drew a diagram, then wrote a few more formulas, and then couldn't write anymore.

Zhou Yingru stared at him expectantly for a long time, and the pen in his hand never moved a point. So she asked tentatively, "Just... Zhengyang, what the hell are you... Uh, have you forgotten? ”

Ye Nianyin, who was sitting behind Shen Zhengyang, couldn't hold back and laughed out loud. Zhou Yingru glanced at her, and then at Shen Zhengyang, only to see that Shen Zhengyang's face was covered with black lines. After coughing lightly, he said, "It." Actually, as soon as you drew the picture just now, I seemed to remember how to do it. Or I'll teach you, no. Why don't you take a look at me first, am I writing correctly? Then he gently pulled the pen that was almost broken from his hand, turned the paper over, and began to write the problem again.

Actually, that picture was also drawn incorrectly...

Yan Xiangqi staggered to sit on the chair, and suddenly felt a warm current gushing out of his nose. Stretching out her hand, a stain of red blood was imprinted on the back of her pale hand. She didn't say a word, her hands pressed against the table and she tried to stand up. At this time, a classmate in the class found Yan Xiangqi with a nosebleed, and subconsciously screamed, "Ah! Hunan ... Xiangqi, why are you bleeding? "

Zhou Yingru, who was lecturing Shen Zhengyang, and Liu, who was sleeping on the desk, bounced and looked at her. Yan Xiang's chess feet were weak and fell to the side suddenly. His eyes were black and he fainted. Zhou Yingru reacted first and held her in her arms before she fell. brushed her hair with his hand and shook her slightly, "Xiangqi, Xiangqi, wake up, wake up." "

Liu Shu didn't think much about it, took Yan Xiangqi in Zhou Yingru's arms, carried it up, and said to Zhou Yingru: "Let's send her to the infirmary first." ”

Zhou Yingru was frightened, nodded quickly, and followed.

Shen Zhengyang looked at Zhou Yingru, who left in a hurry, and glanced at the half-written question again, and was about to go over to see them, but was stopped by Ye Nianyin, "Zhengyang, I'll teach you that question." ”

"No, you don't."

"But I want to teach you." Ye Nianyin still didn't want to give up, and looked at him firmly.

Shen Zhengyang didn't want to say anything more to her, but he knew that he couldn't resist her, so he found a new piece of paper and put it on her table.

Although he didn't say anything, it was enough to make Ye Nianyin happy. Pick up the pen and quickly write out the process of solving the problem accurately. Then little by little, I talked to him about the solution ideas in great detail.

During the whole process, Shin Zhengyang did not have any change in his expression, and listened absentmindedly.

Ye Nianyin looked at him with confusion in his eyes, and asked, "Zhengyang?" Zhengyang? Do you understand? If you don't understand, I'll tell you more..."

"Understood, thank you." With that, he turned away.

Ye Nianyin's smile froze on her face, her eyes stared at his back, her hand tightened, and the paper full of writing was tightly clenched in her hand, and her fingertips were white and she didn't let go.

Shen Zhengyang glanced back with his eyes, but he didn't look back. Since there is no longer that meaning, don't give her any more hope. To say that he didn't feel sorry for Ye Nianyin at all, it was impossible. After all, I can't say that I haven't had a relationship for so many years, but it's only limited to treating her as my sister and wanting her to be happy.

in the infirmary.

Yan Xiangqi lay quietly on the bed, with a needle in his hand, hanging the liquid of glucose, and his face was slightly ruddy. The doctor and the other two stayed slightly away from the bed, and Zhou Yingru asked in a low voice, "Doctor, how is she?" ”

"It should be due to the relatively dry weather, she herself, her mood is unstable, and her nosebleeds are caused by the reversal of qi and blood. If you are afraid that there are other problems, you can also go to the hospital for a full body check-up. The point isn't nosebleeds, though. The fainting should be due to low blood sugar, has she not eaten for several days, and her body is so weak? And the dark circles on her face are also heavy, and she doesn't get enough sleep. Pay more attention these days, take care of yourself and you'll be fine. ”

Zhou Yingru's heart churned after hearing this, nodded and said, "Thank you, doctor, we know." ”

Liu Shu touched her head and said to her, "Okay, it's okay." You take care of Xiangqi here first, and I'll go buy some food and come back. ”

Zhou Yingru didn't respond to him. She was tormented right now, and she knew that there were some things she didn't want to face, and she could never face them.

She walked to Yan Xiangqi's bed and squatted down, held her hand, looked at her distressedly, her eyes flashed with tears, and she didn't say anything. But she really figured out what to do, and she had to do it.

When Liu Shu came back, he saw Zhou Yingru sitting aside with a solemn expression, thinking that she was too worried about Yan Xiangqi, so she would be like this. He put down the bag containing snacks in his hand, took a small chocolate cake from it, tore open the wrapper, carefully made it, handed it to her mouth, and said, "Sakurako, don't be depressed, give you your favorite chocolate cake." ”

In the past, Zhou Yingru hadn't noticed that Liu Shu's tone when he talked to her was full of spoiling, but Zhou Yingru felt that she couldn't afford this spoiling.

She sneered, raised her hand and pushed the chocolate cake from her mouth hard, and it flew out and fell to the ground.

Before Liu Shu, who was staring blankly at Liu Shu with only the wrapping paper left in his hand, spoke, Zhou Yingru's cold voice came into his ears.

"Liu Shu, I don't like you, I hope you don't have any strange thoughts about me in the future. If there is, then there is no need for my friend to do it. ”