Chapter 3 A Literary Girl Who Pretends to Be Cold

As the bell rang, the students in the class got up one after another, and the classroom soon fell into a clamor of hustle and bustle.

The school life that began to be less than a week ago has not finished everyone's interest, but for Jiang Wenxuan, who was sitting by the window with a depressed expression, it was a torment when he went to school.

The "two words" that caused misunderstanding in the class at the beginning of the school year were somehow fooled by Zhang Yunying in a wonderful way. It is probably a far-fetched reason to make the girls who are burning with the fire of gossip believe that they have said the wrong thing, Jiang Wenxuan thought about this week's miserable life, because of the existence of Zhang Yunying, who can be called a perfect beautiful girl by his side, Jiang Wenxuan was watched by many boys in the whole school who were "concerned".

Thinking that it was the beginning of a perfect high school life, because of an accident, the situation was directly reversed, Jiang Wenxuan squinted at Zhang Yunying, who was chatting with the girls on the side, and Zhang Yunying, who would not say a word to Jiang Wenxuan for a day, except for the problem of location and access, was covering her mouth and chuckling, but she was very ladylike.

At present, the life of the school can only be described by the word ordinary for Jiang Wenxuan, Shen Lexin, who is happy to make friends, travels around in different clubs and groups of people day by day, it is estimated that half of the boys in the school can hook up with him and call him brothers in this month, and Li Jiayan is favored by teachers from all sides, and he is quite busy with official business in the first week, so Jiang Wenxuan, who is alone and has nothing to do, and "studies wholeheartedly", seems a little lonely at this time.

Jiang Wenxuan, who didn't want to meet more classmates, walked into the boys' chat group, "No matter what, it's good to know a few more people." "Just thought about it.

No matter what grade or school it is, the noon cafeteria is an eternal battlefield, and Jiang Wenxuan, who can basically only be a deserter, looked at the daunting long queue and raised his mouth a little proudly. If you can spend more effort, don't spend more effort This is my life principle, Jiang Wenxuan gave what he thought was the best explanation for his idea of not being happy to run to the cafeteria faster, and while taking out the bread he had secretly brought, he walked towards the teaching building.

"It's a bit like the plot in the anime, but it's great that the school has a rooftop!" Jiang Wenxuan complained to himself, "There will only be lovers showing affection in the pavilion downstairs, there will also be lovers showing affection on the lakeside, and even the playground will have such people!" Sure enough, only the place closest to the sky is the place where a lonely person like me should stay! Jiang Wenxuan shouted for himself and pushed open the door to the rooftop.

The sudden light still made Jiang Wenxuan's eyes narrow, and the five-story golden cinnamon that was blown up by the wind danced unscrupulously in the wind, and the few petals left more room for each other to dance, and the golden cinnamon who was still glued like glue and lacquer just now rushed towards him because Jiang Wenxuan opened the door suddenly. Jiang Wenxuan rubbed his eyes that were dry from the shrouded petals in the sun, and a girl with scattered black hair appeared in front of him, stretching her body towards the campus outside the rooftop.

The girl wearing the formal school uniform that the freshman high school students did not have, her long hair flashed with a jet-black luster in the sunlight, holding a custom novel in her right hand and stretching her body with her left hand on her head, so the school uniform under the slender waist was driven to pull up, and the wonderful curve of the body was revealed in the eyes of the boy at the door of the rooftop, the boy's eyes avoided looking down, but instead he saw the white thighs and the black silk just above the knee, and he couldn't help but look away in a panic and look away from his blushing face.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Wenxuan scolded himself in his heart for his unpromising appearance, and wanted to bring the door back.

"Since you're here, don't go back." The girl turned around, stopped her stretching, merged her ten fingers at the ends of the small book, looked back at Jiang Wenxuan and smiled. All this seemed to be in slow motion in Jiang Wenxuan's eyes. With the pupils flowing with black temptation, and the white and delicate face that covered the long and thick eyelashes of the dangerous eyes, the red lips were lightly raised willow eyebrows, and the thin bangs were scattered on the forehead, such a girl who seemed to have the face of a fallen angel said to the young man behind her.

"Isn't it, classmate Jiang Wenxuan~"

Jiang Wenxuan was obviously frightened by these words, "May I ask if Senior Sister knew me before?" Jiang Wenxuan asked with a flattering smile on his face.

"Of course, I've been following you for a long time~" Senior Sister walked towards Jiang Wenxuan with her dangerous aura.

"When did I get acquainted with you?" Jiang Wenxuan still asked politely and confusedly. Perhaps forced by that powerful aura, Jiang Wenxuan's left foot shrank back.

The girl looked at Jiang Wenxuan's small movements, slowed down her pace a little impatiently, and stopped walking two meters away from Jiang Wenxuan.

"So I haven't introduced myself to you." The girl thought for a moment and said.

"If I had said it, I would have forgotten it." Jiang Wenxuan sighed with relief in his heart and complained.

"My name is Xu Muqing. This year is just a sophomore in high school, and he is the head of the school's literature department. Xu Muqing said, "If you want to ask why I know you, you should have participated in the annual junior high school literature cup competition." Xu Muqing, who was a little proud, said.

"Well, it's true that I've been forced by my teacher to participate in competitions every year." Jiang Wenxuan nodded and replied.

"Hmph. Is that the person who gets the special award every year you? Xu Muqing snorted.

"Because I can't win the first, second and third prizes because I am not strong, there is not much difference between the special award and the encouragement award." Jiang Wenxuan scratched his head a little helplessly and said.

"Really?" Xu Muqing suddenly approached Jiang Wenxuan, "As the first prize every year, but I can't get the special prize at the same time, I can finally see the culprit." ”

Jiang Wenxuan's head broke out in a cold sweat because of the incense wind that was approaching for a while, and there was actually a trace of murderous aura in it.

"If you have an interesting story but no trained writing, such a good brain will be in vain for you." Xu Muqing in front of her suddenly changed her attitude, "You're still quite interesting." As he walked outside, he turned around and gave Jiang Wenxuan a smile that was enough to fascinate all beings.

"When you choose a club, remember to choose a literature club for me, otherwise you won't be able to mix well in this school." Suddenly, there was a little devil-like naughty laughter, and Xu Muqing's figure gradually disappeared into the shadows of the stairs.

"Hey." Jiang Wenxuan slid against the wall and fell to the ground and ate his bread.

"I really haven't met a good thing." Looking at the Baiyun River floating by, Wenxuan said, "I don't want to join any clubs." ”

The afternoon class was still going on in an orderly manner, and Jiang Wenxuan and Zhang Yunying were still in a stalemate as before.

As soon as the first class ended, when everyone was sorting out their books, Jiang Wenxuan suddenly heard two people in the front row whispering.

"Have you heard? Today, the senior told me a few things about "school incredible", that is, campus legends. The boy mentioned it to the girl next to him with bad intentions.

"Aren't these things that you boys like to make up?" The girl rolled her eyes at the boy and said.

The boy was quite embarrassed: "There are always some real events that will exist like this!" ”

Zhang Yunying suddenly jumped up from her position and came between the two of them, "What campus legend is so magical!" "The stars in my eyes are about to jump out.

"I didn't expect this guy to like this kind of thing." Jiang Wenxuan eavesdropped on the side.

"Then I'll start talking!" The boy also deliberately straightened his collar and posed a good image in front of the girl.

"Let's start with the most recent thing." The boy paused and said. "A year ago, when a freshman of our age was enrolling, a super stunning-looking girl came to enroll." Glancing at the reaction around him, the boy continued.

"That girl is a super cold goddess.,At that time, the chief of mathematics launched an offensive against her but she rejected them all.,When this girl joined the Ministry of Literature,,A lot of people applied to join the Ministry of Literature and the school was alarmed.,It also led to the withdrawal of many of the original Ministry of Literature.,As a result, the Department of Literature has become so desolate as it is now.。

"So, you just want to tell the gossip story of how your dream lover, Senior Sister Gao Leng, became famous?" The girl said with a poisonous tongue.

"When! Of course not! "The boy wants to find a staircase for himself." This senior sister also reads books on the rooftop every day, but the couples who meet on the rooftop break up because the man has seen the senior sister a few more times, so now the school defaults to not being able to go to the rooftop at noon This is also the reason, and!······"

The boy looked at the backs of the two girls and tried his best to fight for the position.

Jiang Wenxuan smiled slightly, got up and patted the shoulder of this cold joke brother.

"Do you want to hear campus legends too?" The boy looked at Jiang Wenxuan pitifully.

"That's free, but thank you for telling me so much." Jiang Wenxuan comforted.

As if grasping a life-saving straw, the boy confided in Jiang Wenxuan the campus legend: "There is also the goddess you will meet in the library!" A piano that plays on its own! There are also crying female voices behind the campus, and ·····"

Although he was absolutely sorry, Jiang Wenxuan didn't plan to listen to him all the time ("Don't you want to hear it too!"). The boy shouted from behind), in order to go to the bathroom before class, Jiang Wenxuan walked out of the classroom.

Coming out of the bathroom, there were still a few minutes left, Jiang Wenxuan went up to the second floor to hang out, and the sophomores who were already nervous about their studies were quickly shuttling through the corridor, and the sound of questions and laughter echoed in the corridor.

Jiang Wenxuan looked at the groups of boys and girls chatting together in front of him, all walking in twos and threes.

Jiang Wenxuan, who was about to go back to the classroom, suddenly saw the conspicuous black hair in the crowd, there was no one else within one meter of Xu Muqing's side, walking arrogantly in the crowd like a black swan, but the eyes of the people around her always looked a little unnatural.

Jiang Wenxuan wordlessly followed the bell and walked downstairs.

At the beginning of math class, the teacher was still on the podium talking about what he was going to talk about today.

Jiang Wenxuan held his chin in his hand and whispered to himself to the osmanthus outside the window: "She must be very lonely..."

Zhang Yunying's excellent ears caught this sound, and she looked at the slightly melancholy young man by the window in surprise, the sun was lazily shining on his slender eyelashes, leaving a shadow in the corner of his eye.