Quitting My Studies, ‘coz I Want to Date!

The demon wind began to blow in Yanshi from mid-October. When Yao went out, he wrapped his school uniform tightly and swayed slowly towards the classroom. The hair that had just emerged from his head was blown around.

After barely moving to the teaching building, Yao saw Fu Chuan at the top of the stairs at first glance. After thinking about it, she quickly walked up the stairs.

Fu Chuan had longer legs than Yao, and she just caught up to the fourth floor. Looking up again, people are about to enter a classroom.

Yao took a big step, stretched out his hand and patted Fu Chuan on the shoulder.

Fu Chuan curled his eyebrows, his face unswervingly turned and looked at the incoming person.

"Come on!" Yao made a sincere gesture to Fu Chuan, and entered the second class by himself.

Fu Chuan turned his head and glanced at his shoulder, then looked at the second class opposite, thoughtfully.

Every day when Fu Chuan enters a shift, it always causes commotion. Although everyone studied harder than other classes, they were all immersed in homework for ten minutes between classes. But early in the morning, seeing Fu Chuan would still be shocked by his appearance and temperament.

Some people say that Fu Chuan only needs to put on another ancient costume, and he looks like a person walking out of the ink painting, with a pair of indifferent eyes revealing a dusty breath.

It just seems a little different today.

Like... watching a play?

Fu Chuan frowned and walked to his seat, watching many people who usually study frantically without raising their heads looking at him.

"Did you tell the truth about the class next door, Yao Yi yesterday?" a boy plucked up the courage to turn around and asked Fu Chuan.

"..." Fu Chuan said coldly, remembering what he had tried to comfort Yao Yi yesterday, "Really."

I mistakenly thought that she was not number one, and she was tied for number one with herself. Although Fu Chuan rarely felt embarrassed, he was still willing to admit his mistakes.

There was a gasp in an instant, and they all bowed their heads and started whispering with their tablemates or friends.

Fu Chuan stopped paying attention to their small movements, looking out the window thinking about something.

…

"Damn!" Li Ge ran back to the classroom with a serious face when the third class was about to begin in the morning.

"What a bluff." Han Jiaojiao muttered, keeping his eyes on the textbook on the table, but leaning forward with the chair on his buttocks, so that Li Ge can squeeze in.

"Big news!" Li Ge took a sigh of relief, "Fu Chuan from the next room has formally asked us Yao!"

"What's the situation?" Zhao Qian put down the sauced chicken legs in his hand, looking gossip, "Isn't it still suspicious yesterday?"

"I went to find a group of people to play, and everyone in their class heard it!" Li Ge said solemnly.

"How do you say?" Han Jiaojiao finished a question, turned around and joined the gossip group.

"Didn't I show some sigh with their classmates yesterday? Someone couldn't help asking today, and student Fu Chuan admitted himself." Li Ge patted his thigh, "This student Fu Chuan is too rampant!"

Yao Yi stayed calm as a mountain, immersed in his math problems, and was not surprised at Li Ge's words.

"At the same table, you will torture him in the next exam! This is too mad, you have to kill him!" Zhao Qian seemed to be provoked, shook Yao Yi, trying to persuade her to come with Fu Chuan next door .

Yao Yi raised his head and said seriously: "Student Fu Chuan worked very hard to prove himself, and felt that it was nothing to be the first in the test. This spirit of not admitting defeat is worth learning."

Old Han came in through the back door ahead of time. He just heard Yao Yi's words, he couldn't help nodding, "Well said!"

The group of people who were chatting just now were quiet as chickens.

Lao Han walked slowly to the podium with his hands on his back: "Classmates, I just heard about it. The first class students insisted on competing with our class and vowed that they would overwhelm our second class in the next exam."

The second group is boiling.

"Our class's total average score is two points higher than theirs this time!" Someone underneath couldn't help but exploded. "If you don't get the first place, it will swell? When is there no first in the class? "

"No, I said that their first class is too crazy. Unfortunately, as the head teacher said, the second class can only be arranged behind the first class!" Old Han said divinely.

Han Jiaojiao rolled his eyes underneath, and said nothing.

The tip of the pen is drawn heavily on the white paper, and Yao Yi feels inexplicably that something is out of the scope of his grasp.

…

"Student Fu Chuan..." Yu Qingying came to Fu Chuan's desk in a well-fitting school uniform, her big eyes full of admiration and encouragement for him, "Our class supports you, and you will definitely be the first one next time! "

Fu Chuan stopped writing and raised his head: "What do you mean?"

Yu Qingying said softly: "We all heard that you are going to compete with Yao Yi next door. The head teacher asked me to tell you that our first class will definitely be better than the second class."

"..." Fu Chuan looked down at the unfinished exercises, wondering what vortex he was caught in.

Two days later, when Fu Chuan came to understand, this rumor was already known to the whole school.

There is no need to study late for the first time in high school. Fu Chuan changed into his home clothes, lay on the bed, stared at the ceiling for a long time, and finally picked up his mobile phone.

"Last time, you misunderstood what I meant. There was no battle book."

Fu Chuan sent a text message to someone in the remarks without explaining the reason, but he did not want to be misunderstood by himself.

The sound of mobile phone vibration did not attract Yao Yi's attention. She was struggling with the theory in the book. The dormitory has now been changed, and the lights are turned off at eleven o'clock. If she doesn't save some time, she won't have time to read.

After waiting for half an hour, Fu Chuan, who did not receive a text message reply, moved his finger again.

This time, Yao Yi just finished stretching his waist and intends to sleep. See the information on the phone.

Good fellow Fu Chuan: "I just thought you were upset that you didn't get the first place."

what? Send it wrong. Yao Yi flipped up in confusion and saw the first one.

Yao Yi turned her head. She had just come out of the world of mathematics, her mind was still a bit unconscious, and she didn't understand what Fu Chuan meant.

"The first is me." Yao Yi also brought a smiling face by the way, looking extremely mocking.

Fu Chuan had a pause, turned over and sat up. Stared at the phone for a long time, and finally dialed the phone.

"..." Yao Yi just turned off the lights here, and the phone light was very glaring in the dark night.

"If you misunderstood, I apologize to you." Fu Chuan's thin voice came from the other side of the phone.

Yao Yi held the receipt between his head and shoulders, taking off his coat laboriously. The rustling voice continued to reach Fu Chuan's ears.

"Oh, it's okay." Yao Yixiao yawned and tried to end the call earlier.

Fu Chuan was choked. He usually left others in the cold. For the first time, he was so perfunctory. Obviously... I was very enthusiastic when I came to him to bring books.

Failure to achieve his goal, Fu Chuan could only hang up the phone, opening his eyes not knowing what he was thinking. And Yao Yi, who had been retracted into the soft bed, fell into his sleep instantly, with Gauss and Euclid in it, and mathematicians from various countries were sitting on a round table and arguing.

In the morning the alarm clock rang, Yao Yi immediately turned over to wash and dress, as if waiting for this moment.

Passing by the bed, Yao Yi looked at the mobile phone on the quilt, and remembered in a daze who had called last night.

After a pause, Yao Yi picked up the phone to think about it, and finally reacted.

"Try to get the first place next time."

This sentence is not him, but himself?

Yao Yi seemed to smell the cause of the misunderstanding. What did he do that day? Sitting back on the bed, she thought hard.

Yes, she was reprimanded by the Chinese teacher that day, and she was very lost when she went downstairs.

So... not a war book?

Yao Yi didn't have the thought of writing math problems, and sat there frowning.

It's only 6:10 now, why don't you buy Fu Chuan to make amends earlier?

Just do what he said, Yao Yi directly dialed back the ‘good fellow Fu Chuan’ in the address book.

After three beeps, the call was connected.

"Um, classmate Fu Chuan, have you eaten?" Yao Yi asked politely.

Fu Chuan dangled his soft long hair, glanced at the porridge brought by the nanny and said: "No."

Yao Yixinxi: "I was too sleepy last night and my brain is not so good. Do you think this is good, I will bring you early today, let's... write off?"

In fact, I don’t plan to give others other choices every time. Fu Chuan has fully understood her temperament.

"Yeah." Fu Chuan finally agreed.

He tied his hair casually, picked up the schoolbag on the sofa, and Fu Chuan walked directly outside the door.

"Master, you haven't had the porridge yet?" The nanny couldn't help but anxiously when he came out and saw that the porridge hadn't moved at all.

"Eat at school." Fu Chuan left a sentence and walked out.

It's just that Fu Chuan underestimated Yao Yitu's simple mentality.

On the way, Yao Yi called Fu Chuan again and asked him if he would swipe her card directly in the cafeteria, so as not to waste plastic bags and pollute the environment.

In fact, Yao wanted to spend more time in the dormitory and do one more question.

"...As you like." Fu Chuan didn't really want to eat her early, but just wanted to solve the misunderstanding.

It was the first time that he was nosy and brought such a big trouble to himself. In fact, Fu Chuan was already very unhappy with Yao Yi in his heart.

But Yao Yi couldn't feel it, and said cheerfully: "When you arrive at the school gate later, call me and gather at the cafeteria gate."

Uncle Li took his young master to the school gate and saw the young master standing there for a long time before he took out his cell phone and walked inside the school.

Fu Chuan was hesitating whether to eat it, but later he still wanted to solve the problem all at once.

"Student Fu Chuan!" After receiving the call, Yao ran from the bedroom to the dining hall, and he could tell Fu Chuan from a distance.

Years of fine observation and super memory have allowed Yao Yi to live normally in a blind world.

"Let's go, you can swipe my card as you like." Yao Yi said enthusiastically with his schoolbag on his back, "I was wrong, I misunderstood you."

Correcting mistakes is what a good student should do.

There are not many people in the canteen, and the No. 1 Middle School does not restrict students from going out. Many students in the school always like to eat breakfast outside the school.

"Here, my meal card." Yao Yi handed it to Fu Chuan.

Fu Chuan took it and regretted it suddenly. The breakfast in the cafeteria was not so good, even the porridge was as thin as water.

"You eat here every day?" Fu Chuan asked subconsciously.

"Yeah." Yao Yi didn't think it was wrong, and said enthusiastically, "The pie in the school cafeteria is good, but the skin is thicker."

Fu Chuan looked at Yao Yi and pointed to a pile of greasy pancakes, with no appetite.

No wonder he is so thin. Fu Chuan narrowed his eyebrows and glanced at the person next to him, then quickly withdrew his gaze.