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"The gouache for drawing blackboard newspapers is almost used up." Zhou Chiyu said, "So Xia Shitao asked me to come to you to get some class fees. I'm going to the campus supermarket to buy some gouache."

Song Boyang raised his head, "How much do you want?"

"Twenty." Zhou Chiyu thought for a while, "It should not be used up, and the remaining money will be returned to you."

"it is good."

Song Boyang stretched his hands into the biggest pocket of the schoolbag, fumbled left and right, and finally took out a gray cloth wallet from the bottom of the schoolbag after a long time, and took out a 20 yuan note from it.

Just as he was about to hand it over to Zhou Chiyu, Song Boyang suddenly remembered Jiang Jun's instruction just now, and retracted the hand that was outstretched in mid-air, "Let me go to the campus supermarket with you."

He glanced at his watch, "There are 15 minutes left in the big break, which happens to be enough time."

Zhou Chiyu blinked his eyes and was stunned for a second before softly saying, "Okay."

"I just ran out of black pen refills, so I'm going to the campus supermarket." Song Boyang added this sentence, in order to make it sound more reasonable for him to accompany Zhou Chiyu to the campus supermarket - after all, he I feel that my relationship with Zhou Chiyu is not good enough to go shopping together.

Song Baiyang thought in his heart, I have tried everything possible to help you find out information, Mr. Jiang, you have to fight a bit.

But Zhou Chiyu didn't want to ask again: "If you are short of refills, do you need me to bring you one? To save you an extra trip?"

Song Boyang hoped to take the opportunity of traveling with Zhou Chiyu to make a routine, of course he immediately declined, "No, no, I'll go with you."

With an idea, Song Boyang quickly thought of a decent reason, "I'm very picky. I only use Civilization brand for black pen refills. I'm used to this brand. I don't like refills of other brands. Let you bring me the refill, I'm afraid you bought the wrong one."

Zhou Chiyu was slightly puzzled, "Civilization card?"

Song Boyang laughed loudly, "Look, I know you haven't heard of it."

He held the 20 yuan note in his palm, "Let's go, classmate Xiao Zhou."

Before leaving, Song Boyang secretly turned his head and gave Jiang Jun a wink, indicating to the other party that he was already in action, please be patient and wait patiently.

Of course, whether Jiang Jun can understand it is another matter.

Song Boyang's performance is just like the group of people in Alpha who have too flexible limbs. They always take two steps and make a ground jump when they walk up the stairs.

But Zhou Chiyu next to him obviously walked slowly and calmly. In order to match the pace of the other party, Song Boyang also touched the handrail of the stairs and went down one step at a time, but his steps were still jumping, and his body was like a flexible loach. , "Have you learned to draw before?"

Zhou Chiyu nodded, "Yes."

"Then what kind of job are you responsible for the blackboard newspaper? Do you only draw pictures? Can you copy chalk characters?" Song Boyang always accidentally walked a few steps faster than the other party, so he had to stop, turn half of his body, Leaning on the armrest and waiting for the lazy opponent to come to the "same front".

The gap between the steps made Song Boyang look up at the other party for the first time, and Zhou Chiyu's smooth and delicate jaw line fell into Song Boyang's pupils, "I remember your handwriting is also beautiful."

"Thank you." Zhou Chiyu took a few quick steps with downcast eyes, and walked to the side of Song Boyang, "My main task is to draw, and I should also copy a block of chalk characters."

"You are awesome!" Song Boyang sighed and praised, "You are too versatile!"

Zhou Chiyu was not surprised, "Thank you."

Song Boyang felt that the foreshadowing in front of him was in place, so he began to pretend to be small talk and inquire about the business that made Jiang Jun scratch his lungs, "So, did Xia Shitao take the initiative to ask you to help with the blackboard newspaper? Or did you volunteer and recommend yourself to help? Is she busy?"

"She was looking for me."

Song Boyang's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly thought, good guy, it was actually Xia Shitao who invited him on his own initiative. It seems that Mr. Jiang really needs to be vigilant all the time.

Zhou Chiyu was keenly aware of the slightly changed expression on Song Boyang's face, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little surprised, she actually knew that you can draw, didn't you just transfer to our class for more than a month." Song Boyang explained.

Zhou Chiyu glanced at Song Boyang, "I was in the same school as her in junior high school. When I was in junior high school, I participated in the school's painting competition, so she knew that I could draw."

Song Boyang's heart was full of alarm bells, and he couldn't help sighing secretly again, good guy, it turned out that the first-year boss and the class flower recognized by the whole class had such a relationship before.

"You and her were classmates in junior high school?"

"No, it's an alumni."

So Song Boyang asked: "If it's an alumni, have you heard of her before?"

"heard about it."

"Was she very popular when she was in junior high school? Did many people chase after her?"

Zhou Chiyu glanced at Song Boyang again, "Really." At the end of the sentence, he added, "Why do you ask this?"

Song Boyang was still thinking about how to lead the topic to Zhou Chiyu's attitude towards Xia Shitao, and he couldn't do two things with one mind, so Zhou Chiyu's words were transmitted to his brain in a wrong way.

He thought that the other party was asking him why he asked such a question, and he replied casually: "Generally, girls with sweet and beautiful looks are pursued by many people, don't they?"

Zhou Chiyu paused, and quickly returned to normal. He lowered his eyes and muttered softly, "It's not particularly beautiful."

Song Boyang was startled.

He has good hearing, so he can hear clearly.

What Zhou Chiyu meant meant that he had no interest in Xia Shitao, right?

What Jiang Jun wanted to know was Zhou Chiyu's attitude towards Xia Shitao?

Unexpectedly, before he had racked his brains to figure out how to say something, Zhou Chiyu would say it himself.

Seeing that the task entrusted to him by Mr. Jiang had been honorably completed, Song Boyang was elated for a moment, and the smile on his face became brighter. He was about to end this awkward and deliberate topic, but when he heard the other party It seems to be an unwilling question——

"Do you want to ask me about Xia Shitao's past?"

Song Boyang was shocked when he heard this, why is Mr. Zhou so sharp!

Silence for a second.

It's normal, after all, Zhou Chiyu is a classmate with the highest IQ in the school.

Song Boyang didn't want to blame Mr. Jiang, so he immediately denied it without thinking, "No, I just asked casually, I'm a gossiper."

Zhou Chiyu frowned slightly, half-believing, "Is that so?"

"That's right." Song Boyang said firmly.

The two looked at each other.

During this short look at each other, Song Boyang saw the suspicion in Zhou Chiyu's eyes. Zhou Chiyu probably didn't believe his answer. In fact, from the perspective of a bystander, Song Boyang also felt that he still asked a little deliberately. .

Soon, Song Boyang had an idea.

Then sell your teammates.

Anyway, I can't let the boss doubt himself.

Song Boyang moved closer to Zhou Chiyu, lowered his voice, "Hey, forget it, let me tell you the truth, in fact—"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Song Boyang felt that Zhou Chiyu beside him became tense.

"Actually, I inquired for others."

Song Boyang whispered seriously to the other party, "I have a friend...he has a little interest in Xia Shitao."

As soon as the words fell, their eyes met.

Zhou Chiyu: "..."

Song Boyang blinked, "?"

After recalling what he said just now, Song Boyang finally realized——

I have a friend...why does that sound so weird?

fuck.