The whole school is waiting for my confession

The busy Friday is finally over, and the campus is filled with excitement.The results of the mid-term exam obviously cannot affect the enthusiasm of most people to go home, so when the bell rang for the last class, the classroom was half empty.

Shen Zhizi tidied her schoolbag in a good mood, and when she looked back, Bai Juan was sitting motionless and doing her homework.

His demeanor was calm and composed, which was in stark contrast to the cheers of others, and he seemed to be a bit of an outsider.

She shook her head and asked, "Xiaobai, why don't you still study after school?"

Shen Zhizi used to be the kind of top student who was repeatedly praised by the teacher, but after meeting Bai Juan, she finally realized that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

It turns out that a person can work so hard, and I can't match it in my life.

Bai Juan turned the pages of the book and said, "Go back after finishing writing."

He smiled with his eyes bent like a kitten: "Have a nice weekend."

Shen Zhizi recalled the dozen or so papers sent out by various subjects, and said with difficulty: "Then you go on, I'll go first, and if I have any questions, I'll ask you when I get home!"

Bai Juan nodded.

Although Bai Juan's grades are very good, he is unexpectedly unassuming. No matter who asks a question, he will answer it patiently, so his popularity is also good.

The students greeted him one after another and left. Half an hour later, the classroom was completely empty.

Bai Juan was also completely immersed in the world of doing the questions. He only occasionally moved his neck and adjusted his posture. There was only the quiet sound of paper and pen rubbing in the classroom.

Although these homeworks seem to be a lot, they are basically all basic questions. Bai Juan brushes up very quickly, and they are all completed by the time of the usual evening self-study.

Bai Juan put down his pen, let out a long breath, and smiled.

This time his grades improved again, he rewarded himself with a chicken leg, he thought.

Bai Juan is a regular student, and he goes home every night, so he is not excited.

Friday night was quieter than usual, only the basketball court was more lively, and some boys used energy to play basketball until the school closed the gate.

He glanced at it, but saw a girl with dyed blue hair, the hair was a little fluorescent, which was very conspicuous.

It was already autumn and the weather turned cold. The girl was not wearing a school uniform, but was wearing a short skirt, showing two white legs. She was so beautiful and freezing.

Bai Juan couldn't help shivering, and quickened his pace to go home.There was a quarrel in the stadium.

Bai Juan only heard a name being called repeatedly by a soprano.

Bai Juan sounded like: "Jiang Qingyan."

The name somewhat ruined his original good mood, so he walked faster.

*

Jiang Qingyan was a little confused about the situation in front of her.

Peach Blossom Loan came to the door without warning, but he didn't even have the memory of anyone's name.

After Jiang Qingyan politely rejected the other party, she suddenly burst into tears, and the group of people who had fought well broke up.

Jiang Qingyan wiped off her sweat and said dryly, "Okay, let's go home as soon as we finish crying."

Jiang Qingyan saw that she was very avant-garde in her dress, with heavy make-up, she didn't look like a student, and she spoke directly, but she didn't expect her tears to come.

"If I don't go, you've forgotten me, why should I go!" She squatted on the ground and shouted.

Jiang Qingyan suppressed her temper and waited for the other party's crying to weaken, then said again: "If you don't go, I will go."

The girl was also tired from crying, as if she finally understood that Jiang Qingyan would not have that kind of compassion, she took out a tissue and wiped away her tears.

"Do you know how difficult it is for me to find you? We just met, and you are going to drive me away."

Jiang Qingyan's sweat was all dry, and it was a little cold from the evening wind, so he put the coat in his hand on himself.

He asked back: "Then why don't we go after dinner?"

The girl was staring at Jiang Qingyan's coat, feeling chilled for a while, but when she heard the words, she immediately turned from sadness to joy: "Okay!" There are comings and goings, and next time I invite you back, the story can continue to develop.

She thought about it in her heart, but when it fell into Jiang Qingyan's eyes, she changed her meaning - this person turned his face so quickly, could it be to blackmail me for a meal?

Jiang Qingyan asked: "Do we really know each other?"

The girl said, "Think for yourself."

Jiang Qingyan: "It seems that I don't know each other, it's the way to strike up a conversation recently."

The girl's face was contorted for a long time before she pretended to be elegant and said: "...Forget it, forget it. Don't talk about this, let's talk about what to eat."

Jiang Qingyan greeted the guard who was already familiar with him, and then said:

"If you eat, don't come to school to find me again. I don't like you, as I said just now."

Jiang Qingyan inexplicably felt that her tone was a bit scumbag.

The girl's face turned pale: "If we talk about this again, I'm going to make a fuss."

Jiang Qingyan led her to Night Snack Street in the urban area, which was not far away, and it took only ten minutes to walk there.

The girl changed the subject: "Then what do you like?"

"I don't like women." Jiang Qingyan said casually.

The girl shook her head, then saw his indifference, and naturally didn't believe it: "Speak seriously, don't put me off."

He thought for a while: "Black hair, big eyes, good boy."

The girl smiled bluntly: "Last time I asked you, you told me that you like blue hair, and the bluer the hair, the better."

Jiang Qingyan was overjoyed, this was indeed something he could say.And this sentence evokes some long-term memories in him.

But too vague.

The girl said again: "So, you were kidding me last time?"

Jiang Qingyan took her into a barbecue restaurant, and replied, "Maybe I'm just kidding you this time."

It's not that Jiang Qingyan didn't understand the style, but he really didn't have that kind of interest, so he let the other party break his mind as soon as possible.

Sloppiness is not his style.

The girl looked a little shy when she saw his indifferent attitude: "Wow, I like you even more like this."

...Jiang Qingyan met his opponent for the first time in thick-skinned chess.

Playing basketball was really exhausting. Jiang Qingyan ordered a lot of dishes, and then he saw from the corner of his eyes that a classmate with the same school uniform was sitting in front of him.

Seeing this back is quite familiar, so Jiang Qingyan said to the girl:

"See, that's our disciplinary committee member, who is very nosy. If you tell the teacher, I'll be in trouble. I'll go and sit at a table with him, and you can eat here by yourself."

The girl obviously didn't believe it: "Are you still afraid of the teacher? Think I'm so easy to deceive?"

Jiang Qingyan: "Really."

She said, "Maybe you don't even recognize him."

Jiang Qingyan: ...

The girl saw the clue on his face, so she smiled brightly: "Okay, let's sit together."

As she spoke, she stood up and sat down at the table unceremoniously.

*

Bai Juan nibbled on the chicken drumsticks, and when his mother heard that Bai Juan got the first place in the exam again, she added an extra egg to his noodles, feeling overwhelmed with happiness.

And when Bai Juan was surrounded by people from left to right, he was stunned for a while, wondering if his cheeks should continue to move.

The blue-haired girl sitting on his left seemed to have seen it just now, she stared at the tired face and swallowed:

"Isn't this a barbecue restaurant? Why does it still sell noodles?"

Bai Juan said, "My mother made this for me separately."

The blue hair said: "Oh~ this is your classmate's shop, my friend said he is your classmate, can I get a discount?"

Bai Juan raised his head to the right, and saw a more familiar face, Jiang Qingyan propped his elbows and smiled at himself, his face was full of spring, and he was particularly shy.

In an instant, Bai Juan's appetite dropped.

He thought to himself: Still falling in love early, Jiang Qingyan is really... hopeless.

Bai Juan turned his eyes back to his own bowl: "I can't."

The blue-haired girl was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled.

Jiang Qingyan's air pressure was obviously very low: "Primary school bully, are you targeting me?"

The blue-haired eyes flicked back and forth between the two: "You are really classmates, disciplinary committee?"

Bai Juan didn't understand what the girl was talking about, and when he was about to answer, Jiang Qingyan pulled him up: "—Where is the toilet?"

Bai Juan patted Jiang Qingyan's hand away: "No, hold on."

Jiang Qingyan gritted her teeth, and put an arm around Bai Juan's shoulder: "Look, I told you he would be angry."

Bai Juan had never met such acquaintances, and now he just wanted to draw a line with them.

But Jiang Qingyan lowered her voice and whispered in Bai Juan's ear, "Help me."

Bai Juan's ears were a little itchy from the hot air, and he couldn't understand what he meant.

"Let's go get drinks, wait a minute." Jiang Qingyan half-forced Bai Juan to leave the table.

Bai Juan's mother, Bai Lan, came out of the back kitchen and was taken aback when she saw the two of them hooked up. She put the barbecue on the table and asked, "Little Juan, are you friends?"

Her son has not had any very close partners since he was a child, and he is too sensible to be worrying.

It's a good thing to have friends, but one with dyed hair and heavy makeup doesn't look like a serious student, and the other has a tall and big face with a fierce face...

Bai Lan couldn't help feeling a little paranoid.

Just now, Bai Juan was stuffed into Jiang Qingyan's ear, "Actually, he doesn't know that girl." Hearing the fucking question, Bai Juan nodded in a daze: "Yeah."

Mama Bai smiled kindly: "Then we treat you to this meal."

Jiang Qingyan waved her hand: "How can this be done?" She praised Bai Juan again, coaxing Mama Bai to smile.

Bai Juan returned to his seat first, and the blue-haired girl ate it by herself in a bored manner. Looking across at Jiang Qingyan and Bai's mother talking and laughing, she wondered:

"Why are you so cruel to me, would you rather chat with middle-aged women than me?"

Bai Juan said: "Yes.

The girl is choked, but there is no need to be so direct.

Bai Juan completely considered himself unlucky to meet Jiang Qingyan today.

The matter of embezzling my speech in the afternoon has not yet been resolved, and now I somehow asked myself to help dismiss this girl, saying that he slipped away through the back door in the middle of the meeting.

……

Jiang Qingyan must be sick.

Bai Juan didn't expect to speak his heart out.

The blue-haired girl saw Bai Juan swearing suddenly, and became interested: "How do you say? What is Jiang Qingyan like at school?"

Bai Juan said: "I don't know much..."

The blue hair picked out a few red ones and put them on the table: "This meal is my treat."

Bai Juan didn't mean that, but looking at the bright eyes of the other party, he asked, "What do you want to know?"

Blue hair pressed his hands on the table: "I want to know."

Although Bai Juan usually doesn't listen to things outside the window, thanks to Jiang Qingyan's self-criticism, Bai Juan took a few glances and remembered a lot of things.

He said: "Yes. Jiang Qingyan skipped class five times for no reason, illegally carried a mobile phone, got into fights..."

Lan Fa now believed that Bai Juan was the disciplinary committee member, and she interrupted him: "Is there anything else?"

Bai Juan ate the noodles cleanly, wiped his mouth, and then continued: "Yes."

"His historical answers are extremely irregular. In most cases, the short answer questions are only marked with key words. The mathematical thinking is flexible, but the process jumps, leading to calculation errors..."

Blue hair had to interrupt Bai Juan again: "These... I know it's useless."

This is no longer the level of a disciplinary committee member. Just now, when Bai Juan frowned and scolded, he was even more class teacher than the head teacher.

What a weird little boy, his pupils dilated in shock with blue hair: "God, how do you know this..."

Bai Juan didn't take it seriously: "Because I have to sort out the wrong questions."

"But, it's not your wrong question." Lan Fa doubted, feeling more and more that something was wrong.

Bai Juan: "Because I didn't make a wrong question myself, I can only find someone with a similar level."

And Jiang Qingyan almost never took the answer sheets, so Bai Juan would take his, sort out the wrong questions and put them back.

Not only Jiang Qingyan, but Bai Juan also borrowed the papers of the top five students in the grade.

Lanfa obviously couldn't understand this kind of schoolmaster thinking.

She was thinking: "How could there be no wrong questions? How did Jiang Qingyan borrow the test paper? Why did he just appear in front of her tonight?"

Something is wrong, something is wrong, everything is wrong.

Blue hair felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary.