destiny is you

Gu Yiru: "I have to take it?"

Feng Shu: "You can also understand it that way."

"So I was forced to get close to you?" Gu Yiru couldn't think of a more precise explanation.

Feng Shu laughed, "My honor."

Feng Shu went on to say: "I have also provided you with a mobile phone card. My number is stored in it. You can contact me at any time in the future if you have anything to do. Hey, it is difficult to contact you now. I am so lovesick. gone."

Gu Yiru: "..."

What the hell is lovesickness.

Gu Yiru opened the address book, and sure enough there was Feng Shu's number in it.

It seems that she had this idea long ago, and today's meeting is also in her plan. Thinking of her sincerely talking about Lu Xun's famous quote last night, Gu Yiru really can't laugh or cry.

Feng Shu: "I've set it to silent mode, as long as you hide it during school, it won't be found."

"Why not, the dean said that there is a box full of confiscated mobile phones in the office."

Feng Shu: "Oh! Did you see it with your own eyes?! It's only been a short time since the start of school, and you've gained a lot. The authenticity needs to be verified. Maybe it's his way to scare your freshmen."

"I heard that there is such a big box." Gu Yiru gestured with her hands.

Feng Shu laughed loudly, "You should have heard the story of 'three people become a tiger'."

"What can I do if I have heard it, the school just emphasizes that this problem is very serious."

Feng Shu laughed enough, and said: "It emphasizes its own, you do your own, there are policies and countermeasures."

This Gu Yiru, what should I say about her, she is innocent and cute, and a little bit stubborn, she is neither scheming nor brainless, she is quite easy to get along with.

Feng Shu put the phone into the pocket of Gu Yiru's school uniform jacket, "Don't take it out and flaunt it, no one will notice its existence, trust me."

Gu Yiru still wanted to say something, but unfortunately the bell for evening self-study had already rang, and Feng Shu was going back.

"Be careful on the road." Feng Shu instructed.

"Well, you go back quickly."

When Gu Yiru returned home and was about to review her homework, the phone in her pocket vibrated, and there was a text message.Gu Yiru opened the mailbox.

Feng Shu: Are you home yet?

Gu Yiru replied: I've arrived early, why don't you study hard at night, why not send me a message.

Feng Shu: Daily greetings, slowly you get used to it.

Bored, Gu Yiru threw her phone into her schoolbag and continued to review her homework.

In the new week, the school has a new intern teacher who teaches geography and is a graduate of a normal university in the capital.

As the representative of the geography class, Yu Xi knew this matter like the back of his hand. Every time after class, her classmates would surround her to inquire about the situation of the intern teacher.

Gu Yiru sat next to her. About this intern teacher who had never met before, Gu Yiru's ears were all callused. Her surname was Zhao, a local, 182 in height, single, and she mainly taught senior high school students during the internship. A top student at a certain normal university in the imperial capital, preparing for the graduate entrance examination.

Finally, on Wednesday morning, there was a geography class in Grade One (3), and Gu Yiru was finally able to see the real face of this little teacher Zhao.

Teacher Xiao Zhao worked very hard in the lectures. After one class, a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Yu Xi was very discerning and sent a tissue to help Mr. Zhao send the lesson plans back to the office, like a little secretary.

As a representative of the geography class, these actions are understandable in the eyes of outsiders, but Gu Yiru noticed something strange.

For example, Yu Xi changed to a geography notebook, and the content in it was more detailed and fair, and his attitude in class was very serious. He even imitated Mr. Zhao and drew the shape maps of various provinces in China by hand. Asking Teacher Xiao Zhao a question in the office is on the way to ask a question...

Under the influence of Yu Xi, Gu Yiru has some enthusiasm for learning geography. Although he can't reach the point of drawing topographic maps freehand, it is still difficult for Gu Yiru to be able to identify which provinces can be identified by looking at the topographic map.

When the midterm exam results came out, Gu Yiru noticed that Yu Xi's geography score turned out to be a perfect score.

In the geography class, Mr. Zhao praised Yu Xi specifically for this matter, and hoped that everyone could learn more from Yu Xi.

Yu Xi's smile was brighter than the sunshine outside.

Some sensitive ones in the class saw the problem, and Yu Xi generously admitted that she really liked Teacher Xiao Zhao.

Looking at the locust tree outside the window, Gu Yiru sighed, the power of love is really great, it can make a person correct their attitude, get full marks in the exam, just to make the other person smile.

When evening self-study and school were over, Gu Yiru received a text message from Feng Shu.

Feng Shu: How about the midterm exam results?

Gu Yiru: Generally speaking.

Feng Shu: I guess the geography grades must be very good.

Gu Yiru: You guessed it right, geography has the highest score among all subjects.

A few minutes later, Feng Shu called.

Feng Shu: "Have you contacted Jing Rui recently?"

Gu Yiru didn't call Jing Rui for a while, and Jing Rui didn't take the initiative to contact her either.Feng Shu never cared about these things in the past, but today is a bit abnormal.

Gu Yiru: "What's wrong?"

Feng Shu: "Feng Zhu asked me to ask you, what happened to Jing Rui recently? I can't reach anyone by phone."

Gu Yiru: "What else is there?! Don't start a cold war with conflicts."

Feng Shu: "I thought so too, but Feng Zhu insisted that there was no conflict with Jing Rui."

Gu Yiru: "Oh, then I'll go back and call Jing Rui to ask, just wait for my news."

Gu Yiru hadn't seen Jing Rui for several months since the farewell at the gate of Eighteenth High School. In addition to studying late at night, she seldom even made phone calls.

The first thing Gu Yiru did when she got home was to find out the phone number of Jing Rui's house and dial it.

It was Jing Rui's mother who answered the phone.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Gu Yiru, is Jing Rui at home?"

"Here." Jing Rui's mother called her to answer the phone.

"Hey, Gu Yiru, you are finally willing to call me." Jing Rui's voice revealed exhaustion.

"Dude, you've got a cold, and your voice isn't very energetic." Gu Yiru said.

"Slightly worse than a cold, pneumonia."

"Hey, this is serious, have you had an injection yet?" Gu Yiru worried.

"It's on, anti-inflammatory injection." Jing Rui twisted the phone line, "I don't know what's wrong with me. Since I came here, I have been feeling uncomfortable here or there all day long. A while ago, I often bleed. nosebleed."

Gu Yiru: "Pay attention to rest."

Jing Rui: "I don't have time to rest when I go to high school. I can't find a suitable candidate even if I try to copy an assignment."

Gu Yiru: "I think you are too tired from studying. How many cram schools did Auntie find for you?"

"Hey, let's stop talking. When will my mother give up? I'm not material for studying at all." Jing Rui kept speaking in a low voice, for fear of being heard by her mother.