(27) Ordinary high school semester
In comparison, I think the version narrated by the Chinese teacher is more credible. Because according to Fu Chengwen's character, he would not take the initiative to talk to our head teacher about this problem, he didn't know what our head teacher thought of me, and he also knew very well what she expected of him, so he would definitely not do such a thankless thing as going directly to the head teacher. But for me at that time, it didn't matter who brought this matter up first, the important thing was that I finally left my table and sat with Fu Chengwen again.
Although I dislike Fu Chengwen very much, I always want to change the same table, but after I really changed, I found that I could only adapt to him. Of course, I know it's my fault, but even so, it's a bit difficult for me to fix it. It was so difficult that I worked hard for several years, and it wasn't until I started my internship that things improved.
On the afternoon of Fu Chengwen's visit to the head teacher, my seat was changed. As I moved out, my table mates and I breathed a deep sigh of relief at the same time. When we realized that the other person was doing the same thing as ourselves, we suddenly couldn't help but smile at each other.
I really didn't expect the two of us to have such a tacit understanding at this time, and what we didn't expect was that the two of us slowly became familiar with each other because of this incident.
After I stopped being at the same table, the time for communication became pitiful, but our relationship seemed to change all of a sudden. In the past, when we said good morning to each other or see each other tomorrow, it was as if we were completing a task, which was very mechanical, but now every time we meet, we greet each other very naturally, as if we are very familiar with each other.
When I talked to them about it over the weekend, Moon laughed. I really couldn't understand his laughter, so I couldn't help but ask her what she was laughing at. After she finally stopped laughing, she explained to me:
"Maybe people are afraid that if they get too close to you, they will fall over your shoulder. After all, people are girls, knowing that their table mate is a martial arts master, and it looks so difficult to get along with, why would they be afraid, right? Just forgive them. ”
Moon was smiling happily, but every time she mentioned it, I felt a headache. Because in the first few days of my hospitalization, the two of them kept complaining about me for hiding that they could fight. At first, I kept prevaricating with them, and in the end, I really couldn't help it, and I found out the real reason why I was hiding it from them.
After hearing this, the moon was naturally furious, shouting that she wanted to settle accounts with those people. I could only stop her desperately, for fear that she would do something I didn't expect. After being stopped a few times, Moon finally gave up on the idea, and from that time on, the two of them always reminded me that I must change my habits and ideas.
But now I admit that what the moon said is indeed right, my cute little tablemate, probably because I seem to be difficult to contact, so I don't like to talk even more. However, I haven't tried to change my external image, but in front of outsiders, I really don't know what I should be, so under the entanglement of the two, I always feel that my behavior is very strange, plus I am afraid that others will point at me and say something inexplicable, so I am even more afraid of showing myself in front of outsiders.
Fu Chengwen said that I was completely because the ideological baggage was too heavy, and there was really no need to think so much. I didn't want to do that either, but at this point, I couldn't help myself. Otherwise, I wouldn't want to change this problem, after thinking about it for so many years.
After changing seats, everything seemed to be back on track.
I studied honestly every day under the supervision of Fu Chengwen. When I go home in the evening, I will make a phone call with Cao Yunxiao on time to talk about these things that happened at school. Wait until Sunday, and then go to the extracurricular class with Fu Chengwen and them to make up for the class.
When it comes to make-up classes, I still feel a little painful. I can't go to class with Fu Chengwen and Cheng Zexin anymore, because the two of them have much better grades than me, and if they go out to make up classes, they won't only take basic classes like me. So on Sunday we had to go our separate ways and learn from each other. Fortunately, the class time of the basic class and the advanced class are the same, which is a blessing in misfortune, at least after the class, we are given time to get together.
As a result, the semester ended in a mess and plainly.
When it came time for the final exam, I was completely unsurprisingly back in the top 10 of my class.
Although the head teacher still doesn't like me, with such an achievement here, my confidence in speaking is also sufficient. She and I don't have anything to say, but we have to do it just in case. And more importantly, I can't live up to the help that our Chinese teacher gave me, if I really didn't do well in the exam, wouldn't it be a slap in her face?
After all, she really swore to our homeroom teacher that my grades would definitely improve.
In a blink of an eye, it was summer vacation, and the countless homework left by various subjects made me have to give up the idea of traveling, and after the intensive training of the make-up class, I began to go to the library with Cheng Zexin and them every day.
Most of the people studying in the library were high school students like us, and on several occasions I met a group of people who claimed to be my elementary school classmates.
Naturally, I don't know them with this kind of face blindness, and I haven't seen them for several years, and even if I knew them, they probably don't know me now. And the reason why I was able to know that they were my elementary school classmates was because every time they saw Fu Chengwen, they had to greet them, even if they brought a few girls they didn't know, they would always take the initiative to report themselves.
There is no way, who made Fu Chengwen a man of the year in our school since he was in school. And it's because he's so famous, so I'm known to almost everyone.
Being so famous may be a good thing for Fu Chengwen, but for me, it's definitely a matter of adding insult to injury. Because of the counting, Fu Chengwen's only female friend seems to be me. He walked with me every day to school, was my tablemate, ate with me at noon, and went home with me at night. That's enough to make many girls jealous, and I think I've survived until now because of my life. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "A Paper into a Book, a Thought into a Written Claw Book House" for the first time.