The library of Nancheng No. 1 Middle School is not large and is divided into book lending area and self-study area.

At the wooden rectangular table in the self-study area, some senior high school students were working hard.

Yin Zhiyao sat at the table by the window, took out her English textbook, and scribbled the text like graffiti. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Cheng Wan sitting next to her from time to time.

Cheng Wan quickly finished one side of a comprehensive mathematics test paper and turned the pages.

The setting sunlight refracted through the window and cast a soft sheen on his handsome profile, making him feel peaceful and quiet.

He held a corner of the test paper with his slender fingertips, while holding a pen in his other hand, he quickly calculated on the scratch paper.

The handwriting is very beautiful, even if it is just written casually.

Yin Zhiyao's mind was entirely focused on the young man beside her, until he hit her head with a pen.

"Ouch." She moaned in pain.

Cheng Wan tapped her notebook with his pen: "Do you draw or memorize the text?"

"Text."

"Rewrite."

"What! Why!"

"It's too messy, rewrite it." Cheng Wan repeated: "Write it carefully."

Yin Zhiyao had copied it for the third time, and Cheng Wan actually asked her to rewrite it. This was too much!

"The English teacher didn't specify the fonts." She looked at the graffiti-artistic English fonts and muttered, "You still care so much."

"I can leave you alone." Cheng Wan said and stood up: "You can copy it yourself without accompanying me."

Yin Zhiyao's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes. He pouted and said depressedly, "Just rewrite it."

Cheng Wan sat down again, turned over a new page, then unfolded the textbook and put it in front of her, and patiently guided: "Write silently while silently, word by word, don't use artistic calligraphy, just copy."

The purpose is memory.”

"So much to ask for."

"Didn't I tell you to memorize the text within a week? After copying it a few times, you should be able to memorize it."

Yin Zhiyao immediately retorted: "How is that possible! How many times can you copy it and memorize it?"

Cheng Wan: "If I read it once, I can memorize it."

Yin Zhiyao:......

She obediently listened to Cheng Wan's words, immersed herself in the text, and memorized it. After copying it once, she found that Cheng Wan's math test paper was also finished, so she took out another general review outline and started sketching.

This speed of doing the questions is too fast.

He said: "If nothing happens during the weekend, I will come find you."

Yin Zhiyao looked up at him.

Cheng Wan said while doing the questions: "You help me keep my skateboard, but I haven't found a way to repay you. My brother happens to have a high IQ and can help you with tutoring."

"Oh, let me think about it." Yin Zhiyao continued to do his homework, with an uncontrollable smile on his lips.

"Okay, think about it." Cheng Wan said lazily, "The kid is quite arrogant."

...

After dinner time, there were gradually more and more students in the study room. Because Cheng Wan was the monitor, many senior high school students he knew greeted him.

A girl in a plaid skirt walked over to Cheng Wan and sat down: "Hi, Cheng Ban, you are reviewing here too."

Cheng Wan didn't raise his head and said "hmm" softly.

Yin Zhiyao couldn't sit still for a moment, and she turned her head to look at the girl.

The girl seemed to have settled down next to him and had already taken out her textbook from her school bag.

The senior sister sat next to Cheng Wan, which made Yin Zhiyao feel somewhat uncomfortable. However, the location in the library was public and anyone could sit there, so she had no reason to let them leave.

Cheng Wan saw that the little girl was distracted again, so he tapped her notebook and reminded: "Write carefully."

Yin Zhiyao quickly immersed himself in transcribing the text.

The girl in the plaid skirt was quite surprised when she saw this.

You must know that Cheng Wan has almost no friends of the opposite sex in the class, and even if he does, they are limited to class work.

He is easy-going, rarely loses his temper, and is very polite to girls. But sometimes... politeness actually means alienation.

Girls even want him to be bad, like those boys who bully others in the class, pulling his hair and grabbing his hands.

Although the girl will pretend to be angry, it also means that the relationship between the two is close.

Cheng Wan was never like this. He was so polite that every girl felt... unattainable.

So it is impossible for him to have a female friend who is close enough to attend self-study together.

The girl in the plaid skirt pretended to be joking and asked Cheng Wan curiously: "Cheng Ban, is she...?"

Cheng Wan was not familiar with the girl, so he didn't pay much attention when she sat next to him.

He was slightly offended when she asked her question. Although there was no need to explain anything to her, out of politeness, he casually said: "A primary school girl."

Of course the girl in the plaid skirt knew she was a junior high school girl. It was obvious at a glance that this girl was only a freshman in high school.

She laughed coquettishly and asked, "She won't be Cheng Ban's...girlfriend, right?"

When he heard the word "girlfriend", Yin Zhiyao's pen in his hand paused heavily, his breathing almost stopped, and his heart hammered against the wall.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Before Cheng Wang could speak, Yin Zhiyao retorted: "I'm not!"

Cheng Wan didn't think it was anything at first. It was normal for girls in the class to gossip. As the monitor, he didn't have to worry about it.

But he didn't expect that Yin Zhiyao would react so strongly. It was as if his girlfriend had wronged her and was trying to break off the relationship.

Cheng Huan threw away the pen, leaned on the back of the seat, touched the tip of his tongue to the back alveolar, and suddenly felt that it was boring.

This little white-eyed wolf, luckily he is still worried about her grades, it turns out that she really doesn't want to be gossiped about.

Just like how embarrassing it is to be his girlfriend.

No wonder...he is always fierce and sullen when I see him.

Seeing Yin Zhiyao's vigorous retort, the girl in the plaid skirt relaxed a lot and said to Cheng Wan: "Cheng Ban, there is a new movie coming out this weekend. Do you have time to go watch a movie together?"

Yin Zhiyao's ears raised again.

"It's not just me, many students from our class are going, Qiao Zhengyang will also go, Class Cheng, do you want to come too?"

Cheng Wan kept staring at Yin Zhiyao. He had just agreed to tutor her, but at this time he felt a little unhappy and said smoothly: "Okay, there's nothing important anyway."

Yin Zhiyao held the gel pen tightly, his joints turning white.

The appointment with her is not important...

Yin Zhiyao became increasingly unhappy and simply packed up her schoolbag and was about to leave. Cheng Wan stopped her and said, "I haven't finished copying yet."

"I won't write it anymore, it's nothing important anyway."

After saying that, Yin Zhiyao picked up his small schoolbag, stood up and left, making a loud noise on his chair as he left.

Cheng Wan naturally didn't have a good temper. He pushed away the English exercise book for the first year of high school in his hand and lowered his head to do his own questions with a sullen face.

As soon as Yin Zhiyao left, the girl in the plaid skirt was originally very happy, but she felt very unhappy when she saw Cheng Wan's face drooped and a chill running through her body.

She didn't dare to disturb him.

After Cheng Wan finished the test paper, he packed up his things and left without saying a word the whole time.

She had been classmates with Cheng Wan for three years, and she had never seen him so unhappy.

*

Yin Zhiyao didn't want to meet Cheng Wan again on the way home, so he simply sent a text message to Su Wenrui, planning to go back to his brother's house to stay for a few days.

Although Su Wenrui was unwilling, he did not force her.

Yin Zhiyao got on the bus, got off at Tianqiao Station, and went straight to Xie Yuan's food stall.

Xie Yuan was frying rice noodles with high heat, and the warm yellow light of the light bulb shone on his wheat-yellow skin, which made him look very masculine.

Yin Zhiyao said nothing, walked over, picked up the rice noodles, and handed them to the guests according to the table number.

Xie Yuan turned around and saw the little girl's puffy face, looking like she was angry again.

"Who messed with you again?"

Yin Zhiyao did not answer.

Xie Yuan put down the rag, took off his apron and hung it on the pole, walked through the busy food stalls, walked straight to Yin Zhiyao, and shouted in a long tone: "Dog sister."

Yin Zhiyao wiped the table neatly and ignored him.

Xie Yuan quickly took the rag from her hand and said in a low voice: "Isn't it because I didn't come to school to pretend to be a parent for you? Are you still angry?"

Yin Zhiyao threw the wet rag on Xie Yuan and said angrily: "I really hate you men who break your promises."
To be continued...