The noise in the classroom was loud and loud, even louder than the pounding rain outside, but it made people feel at ease inexplicably.
Just like a rain curtain can protect the people hiding in it - but in the end, it is just an illusion.
There was constant thunder, and dark clouds shrouded the distant sky.
It rarely rains so unbridled in the summer, and even the usual radio gymnastics during recess are omitted. The boys and girls, who had been depressed for a long time, finally got a long break between classes, and took advantage of the heavy rain to cover up their activities even more wildly. They did not hide their joy as if they had escaped from the siege after getting a moment of freedom.
"Classmate, do you know this question?"
Tang Qian was sitting at his desk, still immersed in some unclear thoughts. He was very preoccupied and was spinning his pen in his hand. He didn't realize for a moment that this was calling him.
"Classmate," the girl leaned over, holding an exercise book in her hand, and waved to him, "Classmate Tang? Hey!"
Only then did Tang Qian realize something, and he raised his head in a daze.
"Yang Le...Xin?"
The girl's long black hair was tied into a ponytail, and the tail swept across the corner of the table, and she blinked at him with her watery almond-shaped eyes.
She's beautiful, and she has that iconic look that makes it easy for people to agree on her aesthetic. You can basically tell by her appearance that she is a very popular and irresistible girl regardless of her personality.
It wasn't that Tang Qian wasn't sure about this classmate's name, it was just that he didn't realize why this influential figure suddenly came to him.
"Representative of the chemistry class, I really can't do this question. Can you help me?" Yang Lexin looked pitiful and handed the exercise book to the table. "This is the only question left in the homework. Please help. If I die, I’ll treat you to milk tea after school.”
Tang Qian couldn't help but have a headache, but he still picked up the pen.
Lu Yao took a sip of boiled water and sat not far away, observing the scene in front of him expressionlessly.
Is it very cold? This kid.
Lu Yao thought to himself, and tried to mistake the tasteless white water in the cup on the corner of the table for room temperature full-sugar brown sugar pearl milk tea, which tasted the same as the one at the school entrance, and took a deep sip.
But she was a little excited to finally have a suitable opportunity.
At least, the high school courses I have reviewed for so long have some meaning beyond secretly protecting innocent people.
In order to complete the whole drama, she even brought in her high school textbooks and guidance books - her home is quite big, and there are plenty of places to put unused items, just as souvenirs, and she had never experienced tearing up books after the college entrance examination. The fun is left.
Lu Yao, who just happened to be useful, and still had his original name in a typical college entrance examination font - now Lu Yao has been tortured by handwritten case reports, but he can no longer write such beautiful and regular handwriting.
It’s just that the huge year numbers on a few past papers were really eye-catching, so I bought a few new ones at the last minute.
Before, Lu Yao was hesitant whether the brand new tutorial book, which had not solved a single question, would be a bit eye-catching, but now that he has reached this point, he feels relieved.
After all, the people sitting here are only high school seniors, not the children upstairs who are isolated from the world and are busy writing. Many of them still have a whole summer to spend and go wild, and those who are diligent in studying are only preparing for the final exam. They don't have the upright look that Lu Yao has in his last remaining impressions of middle school.
In the report sent by Song Qiaoyu, although Tang Qian accepted his protection and cooperated with him, he did not explain the reasons for his actions.
Of course, this is also expected.
We can't be like the underworld, threatening this disobedient young citizen with his life. He must tell the truth like pouring beans, otherwise he will be left to fend for himself. This is not what a police officer should say.
But this angle of entry was not completely abandoned, and the original plan did not leave any backup options.
Snacks are not allowed in the school classroom. After sneaking in for a long time, Lu Yao felt extremely hungry. He bit the edge of the glass cup depressedly and glanced at the other side of the classroom.
She had already observed that the two girls at the same table over there had been chattering about something.
Most of the other students couldn't sit still and were playing and making noises around. There was even a teenager who secretly took out a basketball from under the table and played in the corridor. And the two girls have been sitting there quietly, not immersed in books like those who study hard. Instead, they are side by side, looking left and right together, their eyes focused from one end of the classroom to the other, their mouths They kept whispering in each other's ears, enthusiastically and happily.
They seemed to be lacking a new topic, because a full five minutes had passed since the last time their eyes changed.
Most importantly, they are very enthusiastic. After Lu Yao arrived in the classroom on the first day, he was instilled with a lot of enthusiastic advice from his "host". For example, which teacher must not submit his homework late, which class is best not to doze off, and so on.
Lu Yao stood up, walked forward, and slowly passed in front of the two people.
Feeling the gaze behind her, she calmly turned to the man and woman who were concentrating on solving the problem, and made a very vivid expression of surprise, which caught the eyes of the two girls looking around.
This is a trick she has been using for a long time. She has learned such clever and tactful hints since she was three years old, so that her doting mother can take the initiative to buy her favorite new toys.
Just to be able to participate in the topic normally, she took a few steps back and slightly relaxed the boundaries of euphemism.
"Who is this boy? Why did the monitor come so far to ask questions about him?" She mumbled casually, but her voice just happened to reach the ears of the two enthusiastic girls behind her.
Yang Lexin happens to be the monitor of this class. However, this is not a strange thing.
Lu Yao's current identity is a transfer student who has just arrived. As early as yesterday when he was adapting to the environment, he was almost familiar with most of the available people in the class.
Except for some unknown reason, Tang Qian himself seems to be a little autistic and not very talkative.
Of course, the original plan was for Song Qiaoyu to investigate in the light and Lu Yao to investigate in secret. In order to prevent Tang Qian from becoming conflicted and wary, it would not be a bad thing not to have too many exchanges about the identity of Lu Yao who was airborne at this time.
"Are you talking about Tang Qian?" The girl sitting outside asked enthusiastically, "He is very handsome and has very good grades. This is why the teacher chose him as the subject representative. He also participated in the chemistry competition. .”
Lu Yao just took advantage of the situation and sat in the vacant seat behind the pair of tablemates.
"Do you have anything to talk to the monitor about?" The girl sitting in the back seat also asked, "It should be soon. The monitor's grades are also very good. It may be just one step away."
Seeing that the topic was about to be taken away, Lu Yao thought for a moment.
"But I feel like the monitor doesn't seem to know that question," she explained in confusion, "I didn't know that question when I did my homework just now. So when the monitor walked over with the exercise book and took a look, she That was the only question in the book that wasn't highlighted, so I thought she hadn't done it yet."
Not much information was obtained in two days of class. But as the class monitor, Yang Lexin's habits have been noticed by the bored Lu Yao. Almost every question in the homework she presented on stage was covered with various signs.
Although Lu Yao still... lied.
It's not just a question of whether a fake student who has been greeted in advance can do his homework. In fact, before Yang Lexin walked to Tang Qian's desk, Lu Yao didn't pay much attention to her. All of this was just an opportunity. of play.
But it’s impossible for these two girls around me to go out of their way to ask for confirmation, right?
"In that case..." The girl sitting next to the aisle was also a little confused, "Do you have anything else to say, by the way?"
The other girl slapped her head and suddenly said: "I understand!"
continue. Lu Yao looked puzzled on the surface and turned his head when he saw this, but he was secretly encouraging in his heart.
"Is the monitor trying to help again?" the girl continued to express her suspicions. "She is always like this. Whenever she sees someone who seems to be in a bad state, she will go over to talk to them. She is very enthusiastic."
Lu Yao understands this very well. Yesterday, she was still a little uncomfortable returning to campus, but Yang Lexin brought someone over to get to know her, and she became familiar with her.
However, Lu Yao didn't come to listen to "The Biography of Yang Lexin".
She had to change the topic to Tang Qian.
"What's wrong with Tang Qian?" Lu Yao took the opportunity to put the topic on the right track, "I thought he was relatively withdrawn..."
"It wasn't like this before." The girl sitting outside had just nodded frequently at another person's speculation, and now she took the initiative to express her own experience with a serious expression. "He used to go out to play ball. I don't know what happened recently." , He didn’t even leave the classroom door during class breaks. Someone asked him to come with him before, but after being rejected a lot, he just let him sit by himself. He was so lively before, but now he just does homework and is in a daze all day long, which is strange. "
"Is there any pressure at home to focus on the college entrance examination?" Another girl had some insights. "Some families are like this. They get vaccinated early in the morning and say they must do the best in the exam. I have a child who is like this... …”
They started talking about other things again.
Not leaving the classroom, doing homework... and being in a daze.
Lu Yao frowned.
The teacher who told the school to arrange cooperation was Tang Qian's class teacher. The class teacher also commented that Tang Qian was a lively and sunny boy.
Since there are so many students, the teacher cannot observe the students’ movements after class.
Especially in such a short period of time.
Likewise, a huge change in a person cannot be achieved overnight.
Lu Yao walked back to his original position and sat down quietly.
"finished."
She saw Tang Qian writing the last word on the draft paper, tearing it off and handing it to Yang Lexin. Then, without even capping the pen, she leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes to meditate.
It was obvious that he completely refused to communicate, and was very inhumane, even if the person seeking help from him was a warm-hearted beautiful woman.
Yang Lexin had no choice but to leave, taking her homework book with no traces on it.
Lu Yao glanced at it and happened to see Yang Lexin's exercise book.
On the topic of the explanation... there is really no sign of a key point. What Yang Lexin got from this trip was just a scrap of paper filled with various chemical equations.
It was like a blind cat meeting a dead mouse. Now Lu Yao didn't need to worry about the possibility of being exposed.
Lu Yao couldn't reveal his interest in Tang Qian at will, and he had to pretend to be an ordinary student on this high school campus. At the same time, he had to find a way to keep Tang Qian in Lu Yao's sight at all times except when he went to the men's room. , so as not to be directly murdered by gangsters who may break in.
No matter how you think about it...it's all too much of a chore.
I don’t know what the deep intention of Team Liang’s arrangement is.
Lu Yao sighed, thinking of this.
