Rejecting the Big Shot

Q City No. [-] Middle School.

The teaching building that just finished the exam was very lively, and the students celebrated their liberation at last, even the rare cold wave did not affect the heat in the room at all.

Class One, Senior Three, in the classroom.

"Have you solved the third question of the last big math problem?"

"It wasn't written in the examination room, but I just calculated it, and the result is two?"

The class monitor and the math class representatives are getting together to discuss the last big problem, but the two have not been able to reach an agreement for a long time.

Seeing that they had already started to roll up their sleeves, the class representative was about to ask the teacher for an answer when he suddenly heard a clear and gentle voice.

"Three-quarters square root of two."

The two turned their heads suddenly, and saw a handsome young man with a slightly pale face looking at the test paper on the table.

"Cloud God?!"

"Are you back from the competition?"

The movement here instantly attracted the attention of the whole class. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they were pleasantly surprised: "Welcome back!!"

"How was the competition? Did you win the prize?"

The young man was quickly surrounded by enthusiastic classmates, and the class monitor and class representatives who were squeezed away struggled to stick to the wall, and made the final calculation by substituting the results.

Sure enough, the equation holds.

"Damn, you really deserve to be Yunba!" The squad leader was still taken aback, "You can see the result at a glance."

Over there, the boy who was warmly welcomed was finally able to answer the students' questions.

He shook his head: "The results of the competition haven't come out yet."

The class representative slapped his thigh: "If we didn't come out, we must be number one!"

"Hey."

Suddenly there was a cold sneer at the door, which was particularly abrupt in the happy voices of everyone.

Everyone turned their heads, and saw a tall, thin boy with a sharp chin standing by the door, with obvious mockery on his face.

The monitor frowned: "Bai Song, what are you doing in our class?"

"Didn't you hear that Yun and God are back?"

Bai Song deliberately pronounced the word "Cloud God" in a strange way, and said with a sneer.

"What did you say 'the results haven't come out yet', I think it's because I didn't get the ranking at all."

When he said this, he stared directly at the young man, and seeing him looking back, Bai Song didn't hide the glaring malice on his face.

After all, this person has just had such a big life scandal.

Presumptuously, Bai Song called this man his "cousin" for several years.

However, the other party was not as embarrassed as Bai Song imagined.

The young man's slightly pale face did not even have any fluctuations, his indifferent face looked like too delicate white glaze cold porcelain, and he looked at Bai Song without any emotion.

So much so that the line of sight is more like recognizing something... rather than looking at a person.

Bai Song frowned, feeling more and more uncomfortable with being watched, and was about to continue mocking when he heard——

"Oh."

The class representative on the side also imitated Bai Song and sneered: "Hey, that's better than someone like you who hasn't even been selected in the competition?"

"Hahahaha!"

The students laughed out loud and echoed: "That's it!"

"You...!" Bai Song's face turned cold instantly, "It's none of your business for a dog to take a mouse?"

The squad leader asked back: "Then what are you looking for in the first class?"

The other students were too lazy to argue, and were already preparing to pull the boy away: "Leave Xiaobai."

"Little Bai?" Bai Song suddenly raised his voice, "He was kicked out by our Bai family, and his surname is no longer Bai."

He stared at the silent boy, deliberately biting every word very clearly.

"Didn't you tell them about this? You have changed your surname——Bo Xiyun!"

The boy whose name was called finally had some reaction on his face, and his long and curly eyelashes moved slightly.

Boxi cloud.

His slightly dry and thin lips moved slightly, and he was about to speak, but was blocked by a few classmates and blocked behind him.

The students couldn't stand Bai Song anymore: "What are you calling, what if you change it?"

"That's right, it's just a surname. Could it be that your family still has the throne to inherit?"

Someone else yelled: "Close the door, close the door!"

Bai Song was directly locked out of the first class, and he gave a low snort.

See how long you can enjoy it.

In the classroom, everyone consciously ignored Bai Song's arrival, and continued to ask questions around the boy who had just returned, until the class teacher opened the door and came in.

"Send the answers to the test questions—yo, Xiyun is back?"

There was a small wail in the classroom, and everyone didn't want to face the answer on this big day.It's a pity that the teacher was unmoved, and sent the answer with a smile, and said to Bo Xiyun: "Come, come with me to the office."

A lot of teachers gathered in the office, and it was very lively. The head teacher found a chair for people to sit down: "I just heard from Lao Liu that the competition team came back today, and it really is. How do you feel?"

Bo Xiyun thought for a while: "The difficulty is above average."

The homeroom teacher laughed: "I heard from Lao Liu that this year's exam questions are so difficult that many students' mentality has collapsed. To you, you are just above average?"

He asked a few more questions about the competition, and Bo Xiyun answered them one by one. Suddenly, the teacher frowned.

"Your complexion is not very good, are you feeling unwell?"

Bo Xiyun's complexion was originally fair. A few days ago, there was a popular Polaroid in school. He was always the one who was most likely to be overexposed in the group photo. His eyebrows and eyes seemed to be outlined by warm light.

However, at this moment, the young man sitting facing the window had no blood on his face, and under the increasingly stingy sunlight in winter, he showed a sense of transparency that seemed to disappear at the touch of a touch.

"Maybe the temperature has dropped today, it's too cold." Bo Xiyun himself didn't feel anything wrong, "It's fine, thank you teacher."

There was indeed a rare cold wave today, the temperature dropped sharply, and the north wind howled, but the head teacher obviously didn't think it was the reason.

He also heard about what happened at the boy's house a few days ago.

The homeroom teacher considered for a moment, and finally said: "Cool down and add more clothes, you just had a high fever last week, you must take good care of your body."

When the young man nodded in response, he was still worried, and urged again.

"Talk to the teacher if you have anything to do, even if you are on vacation. My mobile phone is on every day."

In the end, the head teacher stuffed some warm chestnuts fried in sugar into his arms, and then put him back.

As soon as the boy left, the teacher in the office sighed.

"Oh, what a good boy, how can such a mess happen."

The teacher who didn't know the situation was curious: "Could it be that the rumors about the real and fake young master of the Bai family are true?"

"Isn't it true? The Bai family found their real son and found out that this one was not their own. They threw all his things out that day."

"Throw it out?!"

"We said that it is understandable for the parents to be angry when they find out that the child they raised is fake, but this is too extreme!"

"That's right, this kid is participating in a national competition in the capital City B. The Bai family went directly to City B, and they are going to change their surname with the child. We are determined not to let him continue to be named Bai."

"The child was sick that day, with a high fever of 41 degrees, and Lao Liu was so distressed that he was so angry that his father didn't ask a word."

"Really...even if it's a kitten or puppy, after so many years of raising it, it should have some affection, right?"

The teachers sighed again.

"Oh, what a crime."

Bo Xiyun didn't hear the discussion in the office.

But he just saw the stack of file sheets on the head teacher's desk.

That is the form to apply for changing the name information on the student status file form.

From Baixiyun——

Changed to Boxiyun.

Bo Xiyun didn't fluctuate much, even compared to the surname Bai, the latter was a name he was more familiar with.

Because no one knew that the current Bo Xiyun actually woke up after that high fever.

The high fever of 41 degrees made Bo Xiyun's consciousness confused when he first woke up, and his memory was not very clear. It took a lot of effort to confirm his identity.

The weirdest thing was that he also overheard a conversation out of thin air.

"That's all right? Have you started to recuperate?"

"Well, but he needs to do it himself later, our energy is not enough to monitor what happens next..."

This strange voice suddenly appeared in Bo Xiyun's mind, and then disappeared completely, never to be heard again.

When he woke up completely, he was faced with an extremely strange world, and even used various daily utensils, Bo Xiyun had to think about it before proceeding.

But he is very familiar with his own body.

Even when she looked at the mirror for the first time after waking up, Bo Xiyun didn't feel any surprise or strangeness at all.

Strange to the world, but familiar with the body.

Could it be that he transmigrated into himself in a parallel world?

Before Bo Xiyun had time to think about it, the fierce competition and finals began.

Fortunately, the familiar body gave Bo Xiyun a lot of convenience, and he successfully completed the competition.

And after returning to Q city today, after seeing the Bai family and the name change table, Bo Xiyun also had a better understanding of her situation.

So, in that conversation, the most crucial word——

"Convalescence".

Is it for him to heal himself in the current predicament?

It seems that what he will face next is more than one who is forced to change his surname.

Bo Xiyun thought about it, and walked back to the classroom.

In the warm classroom, discussions are still going on enthusiastically.

"Not only the competition team came back today, it seems that the gold medal winner of the competition in the last senior year is also coming to the school."

"Gold Award in the third year of high school? I'll go, could it be Yi Shao??"

"Is it just the legendary handsome student god?! Will we be able to meet a real person today?"

"Last year, we went to the third floor of the high school to see him quietly. He was quite handsome, but he was too cold in person, or he said that no one would dare to chase after him..."

"It's not just that no one dares to chase after him, this guy doesn't even like scandals, and there are not many people who dare to show affection to him."

"No one dares? Hey, I remember that some time ago, it was still rumored that someone likes him..."

The discussion behind suddenly became chaotic, as if someone hastily stopped them from speaking.

Bo Xiyun, who happened to walk to the door, was thinking about his own affairs, so he pushed the door open and walked in without listening carefully.

"..."

There was a sudden silence in the classroom. When Bo Xiyun raised his head, he saw that many students who were chatting just now were staring at him blankly. The atmosphere was rather strange.

Bo Xiyun didn't pay much attention, but asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" The math class representative rushed out, "By the way, Xiyun, how did you calculate the square root of three quarters just now? I couldn't get the result after three calculations."

After Bo Xiyun was dragged away, everyone subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and changed the subject to chat about other things.

"In the end, just take the intersection of these two situations."

After finishing the writing process, Bo Xiyun handed the draft paper to the class representative. The class representative stared at the formulas and slammed the table.

"Bull, Yunba, it's you!"

Bo Xiyun laughed, "It's not that exaggerated."

"You are very good." The class representative insisted inexplicably.

Another girl who listened beside her also nodded: "Yeah, I think so too, many people like you."

The students chattered: "Yes, even if some people don't like it, it's not your problem, it's because they don't have eyes!"

"?" Bo Xiyun vaguely felt that the topic seemed to be off topic.

He could hear everyone's kind intentions to comfort, so he nodded in agreement.

Although he was still at a loss for these words, he didn't quite understand them.

Not long after, the bell rang, and it was time for dinner on weekdays.

Although they can only leave school tomorrow, because of the holiday, the atmosphere tonight is still relaxed and lively, and some people have inquired about the exact news from the grade department.

"Students from previous years are really here! Lao Gao went to greet them in person, and tonight probably all the grades will go to the auditorium to listen to the speech."

"yeah!!"

The students were all excited. Anyway, as long as they don't have to go to class, they are happy to do anything.

The third floor was suddenly noisier.

Several classmates asked Bo Xiyun to go to the dining hall together, and he just wanted to get acquainted with the environment, so they went together.

But after the exam, the crowd was extremely crowded, and as soon as he walked out of the teaching building and put on a mask, Bo Xiyun separated from his classmates.

He was also suddenly stopped by a man.

"Hey, are you a senior in high school?"

The other party was wearing a high school uniform.The weather was too cold, and with flu prevention and control, the students all wore masks outside, but the face of the person who came was so unfamiliar that Bo Xiyun could be sure that he did not know him.

The man asked, "Where is the Thinking Hall?"

Bo Xiyun showed the other party the way according to the location in his memory, but the second-year high school student didn't leave, he looked at his watch and said "tsk": "It's too late, I can't leave, you can send it for me. "

The sophomore in high school gave Bo Xiyun the paper seal in his hand, and flashed the tag: "I belong to the Student Union, you send this flow sheet to the first district, and it must be delivered within 10 minutes."

As he said that, he also took out his mobile phone, and with a "click", he directly took a picture of Bo Xiyun's student badge: "Go, don't be late."

"Remember, send it to me!"

The second-year high school student left after speaking. Bo Xiyun looked at the paper seal and paused.

Write the recipient's name on it.

The separated students came to find them, and Bo Xiyun talked to them, then walked to the first area.

He'd help out with errands, and there's a reason for that name, too.

Yi Zhongshen.

If I guessed correctly, this should be the top student in the previous college entrance examination who might give a speech tonight, according to the students.

But apart from that, Bo Xiyun also vaguely felt that——

this name...

It seems familiar.

a district.

The intersection of the campus's main roads is bright and open, and it is crowded with people at the moment, gathering many excited and curious students.

"Young Master Yi!!"

"Ah, the bell god!"

They all came for the legendary student god.

Yi Zhongshen's sudden arrival was indeed unexpected, but not long after he entered the campus, he was already surrounded by students who heard the news.

Even the teacher who came to pick him up was a step late.

It wasn't until Director Gao of the grade department rushed over that he barely managed to control the scene.

"Okay, okay, everyone, be quiet! You will be wild after the exam, right?"

It's really a coincidence that this time point is too coincidental. If it is on weekdays, the students attend classes for more than ten hours a day, even if there are any celebrities who come over, it will be difficult to attract much attention.

But today, the No. [-] middle school just finished the exam, and the students couldn't hold back in the classroom, let alone run out.

Therefore, even if the grade director came forward, he still couldn't stop everyone.

In the blink of an eye, someone rushed to the slender and indifferent boy.

"Senior."

The person who came was a girl, facing Yi Zhongshen at close range, her ears turned red visibly.

"Yo-"

The classmates next to him whistled and laughed and booed.

"If you do that, you're still called a senior!"

The girl's ears became redder, but she still insisted, "Excuse me, I have something for you."

She obviously also knew Yi Zhongshen's character, and added: "I have a friend who asked me to give it to you. She hopes you will accept it, is that okay?"

The students had a clear look on their faces, and they all knew that this was just an excuse.

Is the friend you are talking about yourself.jpg

As soon as the gift was delivered here, even the movement of Lao Gao next to him was covered up, and everyone's eyes were attracted, curiously expecting Yi Shao's response.

Yi Zhongshen didn't respond.

The boy has handsome eyebrows and eyes, but there is an obvious alienation and indifference all over his body. He wears black and white casual clothes in a uniform style.He was wearing a dark gray mask. His browbones were already deep and straight, casting thin shadows in the evening light, adding a bit of coolness to his handsome eyes.

There were clearly crowds of people moving around, but no one was closer than half a meter away from him.

"Do not."

Yi Zhongshen responded very briefly, his voice low and cold.

"Thank you."

The refusal was very straightforward.

There is no room for negotiation.

The girl obviously froze for a moment, as if she wanted to say something more, but she still didn't dare to speak to the boy's indifferent eyebrows, she nodded stiffly, then turned and ran away.

Everyone looked at Yi Shao, and subconsciously restrained their voices, and everything became a little quiet.

Until Teacher Liu, who was overwhelmed by students, finally squeezed over, and together with Director Gao, he was going to go to the office building with Yi Zhongshen.

"Okay, let's go away..."

Before Teacher Liu finished speaking, he suddenly saw some movement among the students.

A boy with particularly beautiful eyebrows and eyes apologized softly, and walked from the outside of the crowd to the innermost part.

"Xiyun?"

Teacher Liu is the teacher leading this year's competition team, so he recognized Bo Xiyun at a glance.

"Teacher Liu."

The boy greeted him, then turned to Yi Zhongshen in the middle of the crowd, and took out a paper envelope.

"Excuse me, I have something for you."

This familiar statement suddenly made the expressions of many students nearby become subtle.

Giving gifts again?

Bo Xiyun didn't notice it.There were too many students gathered around, and he who just arrived didn't know what happened here just now.

He said: "A classmate from the student union asked me to help send the flow sheet, saying that he would hand it over to me."

He originally planned to leave after sending it off, but when he was talking, Bo Xiyun noticed the other party's gaze.

The boy in front of him was much taller than him, and he was looking down, his hazel eyes were dark and unwavering.

Bo Xiyun saw that the other party had already stretched out his hand towards him, with slender knuckles and strong, thin joints.However, when he heard that it was someone else's entrustment, Yi Zhongshen paused.

"Flow chart?"

Teacher Liu who heard the words had already sealed the paper.

He opened it without any hassle: "Who sent it..."

Before he finished speaking, Teacher Liu and Director Gao next to him were stunned.

Even a classmate next to him couldn't help but let out a low cry.

Because in the opened paper, there is no so-called process, only a few clear and elegant words.

【easy:

I like you. 】

Teacher Liu looked at Bo Xiyun in surprise, while more students subconsciously looked at Yi Zhongshen.

In fact, it is clear without looking at it.

Everyone has guessed that no matter what kind of overtures he faces, this god of learning will definitely be merciless in the same way.

But unexpectedly——

Yi Zhongshen did not immediately refuse as everyone expected.

The boy's expression remained unchanged. Even when he looked at the "confessor" who caused a lot of consternation around him, his indifferent brows and eyes still didn't show any waves.

But maybe it was the setting sun and the twilight, his originally cold eyes looked quite dark at this moment.

"This, there should be something wrong..."

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Teacher Liu was about to explain a few words for others, but seeing Yi Zhongshen finally moved his eyes away from Bo Xiyun, he glanced at the note again, and suddenly spoke.

Low Magnetic's voice is one step ahead of the teacher's explanation, allowing everyone to hear clearly.

"It's not his word."