"Winding--"
The English teacher on the podium gave an order and turned the classroom into a execution ground at noon.
The executioner in the back row moved forward and grabbed the answer sheet. The student who had a few words left in his composition moved his pen like flying, showing commendable courage in the face of the death line.
Then, on final inspection, he discovered that one square had been applied incorrectly.
This is the biggest and most disgusting incident in the history of candidates.
At the beginning of every new semester, the school will arrange a so-called probing test as usual, and for the majority of students who are still immersed in holiday syndrome, it is natural that they will change their minds after hearing this.
An Baizhi turned the test paper to the back and poked her deskmate's elbow with the cap of the pen.
"Zhu Yu, what did you choose for the last question of the second reading comprehension?"
"B, because the third paragraph mentioned 'effort does not equal accomplishment'..."
After every exam, behaviors like this about answers will be performed all over the classroom. Even if someone is heartbroken every time, it can't change any facts, they still enjoy it.
Humans make the same mistakes over and over again.
But he had already agreed to study and progress with An Baizhi, so naturally he couldn't refuse her small request.
While he was wandering around, the girl sitting next to him poked him again.
"You look sleepy today."
Zhu Yu yawned in response: "Because I stayed up late last night."
"Are you playing a game?"
An Baizhi still remembered the example he gave of playing games before, and guessed that Zhu Yu might have a hobby in this area.
"No, and I'm a little allergic to the word game now."
"Sometimes I feel like I don't understand what you are saying."
She responded calmly and handed over an unwrapped chocolate biscuit, "Want to eat?"
If you're hungry, come to Genshiji.
Zhu Yu seemed to be in a trance when he heard such advertising slogans, and his spirits were lifted.
"want."
He snapped the cookie into pieces.
At noon, Zhu Yu went to the office and asked Lu Naiwu to apply for studying at home.
When the other party looked troubled, he looked sad and murmured that the Third Hospital is a warm home.
Then the matter was settled.
When she returned to the classroom, An Baizhi was still fixing lunch.
She brought food to school today. It was packed in a layered stainless steel thermal box. As soon as she opened it, the aroma of corn ribs soup spread for thousands of miles, arousing greed in the stomachs of others.
When Zhu Yu sat down next to him, he asked, "Are you still taking the bus back tonight?"
"The bike has been fixed so I'll ride it back. Why do you ask?"
It seems that the chance encounter yesterday was an ultra-rare event that can only happen once.
"Because when you said goodbye, you said see you tomorrow."
"I think most people would think it means meeting at school during the day..."
"But I can no longer apply for evening self-study, so I won't see you at the station in the first place."
"So you understood that we were going to take the bus home together and you were still letting it go?"
An Baizhi was a little dumbfounded.
"Besides, Classmate Lin feels reluctant to meet me again."
She added in a voice only she could hear.
"Let's not mention these trivial matters."
"Hey, it turns out you were just talking about irrelevant things."
The ribs that An Baizhi had just picked up were still on the chopsticks, motionless.
Zhu Yu propped up his hands on the desk to form a pyramid shape.
If he were to wear a pair of reflective glasses, he could disguise himself as a classic schemer, but unfortunately he doesn't.
"Classmate An Baizhi, do you still remember that dusk a long time ago, when we strolled under the bloody sun, sang to our hearts content, and talked about our ideals?"
"Student Zhu Yu, a long time ago refers to yesterday evening, and I didn't sing."
To be honest, Zhu Yuzhen, who was used to talking to Lin Suicao, was not used to being the one being complained about.
"Anyway, you said at the time that you hoped to change the status quo - specifically in which direction?"
he asked cautiously.
"You still care about that."
An Baizhi was a little surprised.
She just said it casually, but the other person actually remembered it the next day.
"Well, I've been thinking about that."
After all, he wasn't sure what kind of results such a vague wish would lead to.
He was selected by a talent scout and then made his debut in the entertainment industry.
Selected by the transformer and transformed into a female Kamen Rider.
She was selected by a mysterious creature that looked like Hyperjackton and then became a female cadre of an evil organization who did such and such things to magical girls.
All of the above are possible.
And if no specific phenomenon occurred, he would not be able to find the miracle seed.
Therefore, An Baizhi's "tendency" when making a wish is very important.
Perhaps shocked by Zhu Yu's overly serious attitude, the girl didn't even bother to eat. She also lowered her head and thought very seriously.
People who don't know may think they are considering how to reject a presumptuous confession.
"I...still don't know."
After a while, she raised her head.
Although she still looked calm, Zhu Yu felt that she was vaguely sad.
"Thank you for thinking about my wishes, Zhu Yu."
An Baizhi finally finished eating the piece of ribs, "But, as you said, I am just an ordinary girl with no personality or characteristics other than a foodie, so I don't know what I want to do in the future."
"This sounds so outrageous coming from your own mouth."
"Indeed, very rude."
But she wasn't particularly angry. This kind of tolerance should be considered an advantage.
"On the other hand, what does Zhu Yu think?"
The girl sitting next to her closed the lid of the stainless steel thermos, "You said we talked about our ideals, but I was the only one who talked about it."
She looked at Zhu Yu and blinked her clear eyes.
"What is your wish?"
"my wish……"
I didn't expect to be asked this question.
In terms of short-term goals, Zhu Yu wants to retrieve his lost memories;
I also want to investigate why the miracle seeds appear in this world.
But when he wanted to actually express it, he thought of the woman who might be Suicao.
"I want to find someone I've met before but can't remember his appearance for the time being."
"Eh?!"
I don't know why An Baizhi was suddenly very surprised, and there was a rare fluctuation of expression on her face.
"Is this someone you've met before but you've forgotten?"
"Well, that can certainly be said."
"If we meet, I should be able to recognize him."
"That's not necessarily true, because I can't even remember what she looks like."
"Is it a girl?"
"It should be...no, absolutely, it must be."
Otherwise he will doubt his sexual orientation.
An Baizhi looked very embarrassed.
"Hey, do you have any opinion on my wish?"
"It's a bit like a plot that only appears in very old movies..."
Complaining about his old-fashioned attitude, right? Qiu Zhuyu wrote it down.
"So, if you find that person, what do you want to do?"
The goose-yellow curtain in front of the window was lifted by the wind. The girl put away her lunch box and lay on the desk, exposing her white back neck.
she asked sideways.
Zhu Yu thought for a while.
"Give her a hug."
