Withered Broken Ice Blue

The last class in the afternoon was a class meeting. The head teacher stood on the podium, staring at the head teacher's notebook and said, "The school clubs will recruit new members this week and next week. Those who are interested can go to the corridor on the second floor of the cafeteria to have a look. Some clubs will add extra class hours. Those who want to join can go and have a look. Also, your student union will recruit new members. Each class has five places. Those who want to join can come to my office after school... Do you have any questions?"

A girl asked, "How many clubs can one person join?"

"No limit, but the more clubs you join, the more it may affect your studies. You will be very busy and need to arrange your schedule accordingly. Some clubs have exams. If you fail an exam or your monthly exam score drops, your work in the club will be suspended. Students should choose according to their own circumstances."

There are many clubs in Beijing No. 1 Middle School, but the premise is that they cannot affect your studies. If your academic performance declines due to club activities, your participation in the club will be suspended. Basically, students in top classes join very few clubs. Nearly three-quarters of the students in a class may not join any club.

As soon as the school bell rang, Xu Yang, who sat behind Jiang Huaixu, asked, "Do you want to join any club?"

Jiang Huaixu didn't answer her right away, but looked at Chi Feiwan who was packing her schoolbag, "Do you have any?"

Chi Feiwan pursed his lips and said, "I don't know what clubs there are."

Jiang Huaixu gave her a look, and Xu Yang immediately introduced her: "There are broadcasting clubs, volunteer associations, badminton clubs, men's and women's basketball games, volleyball clubs, dance clubs, comics clubs..."

After thinking for a while, Chi Feiwan said, "Let's go to the Broadcasting Club." In fact, she wanted to go to the badminton club, but the badminton club needs professionals to recruit new members, and she is just an amateur enthusiast.

Xu Yang began to struggle. "There are so many clubs I want to join, but if my grades are not good, my dad will beat me up."

In fact, Xu Yang had always wanted to be a sports student, but his family was very opposed to it. They felt that being a sports student was too hard and a third-generation rich man like Xu Yang couldn't bear it.

Li Qiong was looking in the mirror, "I want to join the dance club."

She suddenly closed the mirror cover and leaned forward, "Master Jiang, do you want to join the student union?"

"I don't want to." Jiang Huaixu picked up his schoolbag and left with Xu Yang.

Li Qiong tightened the mirror in her hand and stared at Chi Feiwan with a smile, "Feiwan, you want to join the student union."

Chi Feiwan glanced at her and said calmly, "I don't want to."

She picked up her schoolbag and left the classroom. Not long after, there was a sound of a mirror breaking in the classroom. The girl who was sweeping the floor shouted, "Li Qiong, are you sick? Can't you see we are sweeping the floor?"

They are all in the same class, and they are either rich or noble young men or young ladies.

Li Qiong looked at her viciously, but after seeing her face, she swallowed back the words she was about to say.

The other party is not from the wealthy circle, but has a certain status in the political circle. Her mother once told her not to provoke the military and political circles.

Even if they are just the second generation of officials or military personnel, they are still people that many wealthy families cannot afford to offend.

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The corridor on the second floor of the cafeteria is filled with rows of club recruitment brochures, and the various colors of the boards are dizzying.

Chi Feiwan found the signboard recruiting new members at the broadcasting station, took a quick look, and discovered the QR code at the end. After hesitating for a long time, Chi Feiwan scanned the QR code, and a teacher's QQ number quickly popped up.

Because the club was recruiting new members recently, basically all the teachers in charge of the club were online on their phones, and they immediately contacted their friends through Chi Feiwan.

The first sentence in the chat box was a message from the teacher: [Classmate, what grade and class are you in? You need to leave a note here.]

Chi Feiwan: [Chi Feiwan from Class 1 and 2 of Senior High School.]

The message "The other party is typing" below the nickname at the top was displayed for a long time.

Chi Feiwan thought the other party was too busy, so he didn't take it to heart. He exited the interface and clicked on the WeChat balance.

Her WeChat balance was still in the three digits, but considering there were still two weeks left, plus she would still be in arrears with her living expenses, she gritted her teeth and decided to go to the market to buy vegetables today.

Chi Feiwan first sent a WeChat message to Chi Yizi: [Third brother, I have to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables later, so I may be back late.]

It doesn’t matter whether the other party replies or not, just report it yourself.

Chi Feiwan took a bus to the vegetable market.

The market was packed with people, shouting and bargaining. The stalls were filled with all kinds of fresh vegetables, fruits, meat and seafood, colorful and dazzling.

This is not the first time Chi Feiwan has come here.

Even now that she's grown up, people still stare at her, and it's all because of her beautiful blue eyes.

Blue eyes are not uncommon in Europe, and neither are mixed-race people. But Chi Feiwan has an Asian face, but possesses blue eyes, which symbolize nobility for Westerners.

Chi Feiwan was already used to it. After she bought a few packets of seasoning from the seasoning store, she saw a tall and familiar figure in the vegetable area.

She walked over, but did not approach him. Instead, she stood not far away, casually selecting ingredients, but her eyes were drifting on the man intentionally or unintentionally.

His face was half-hidden in the shadows. His long black eyelashes drooped, casting a faint shadow under his eyes. His black hair was scattered on his forehead. Under his high nose bridge, his lips were slightly raised, and his body was slightly bent down. That smile was as warm as the spring breeze, telling of the boy's infinite gentleness.

Chi Feiwan unconsciously raised the corners of her lips to smile, and the aunt who was buying vegetables looked at Chi Feiwan with kindness, "Little girl, what are you laughing at?"

Chi Feiwan only then realized his behavior, and the blush on his face faded unconsciously, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, little girl, feel free to pick whatever vegetables you want to eat. Auntie's vegetables are all free of pesticides."

"it is good."

A smile appeared on Chi Feiwan's face. She carefully picked the vegetables piled together. At the same time, another figure appeared beside her and picked with her.

She subconsciously turned her head and saw Song Jinan.

Chi Feiwan blushed and lowered her eyes, as if to cover up her peeping just now.

Song Jinan said as she picked the vegetables: "We are destined to be together."

Chi Feiwan put the selected potatoes into a plastic bag and handed it to the aunt, "Maybe it's fate that you bought five dollars from me before."

Song Jinan smiled and said, "Then we have one last chance."

Five dollars of fate, five encounters.

The first time was in a bookstore, the second time was on a rainy day, the third time was at the school gate, the fourth time was in the vegetable market, where will the fifth time be?

Both of them couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"It's three dollars in total. Little girl, I'll take two from you." The aunt handed it to her, and then heard Chi Feiwan say, "Take it with his."

It was to repay a favor from last time, but Chi Feiwan was still unwilling to accept that she and Song Jinan would only have one last chance to be together.

Chi Feiwan didn't know why she had such an idea.

Perhaps it was because he had never seen someone as gentle as Song Jinan in his life, and the people around her were either too cold or dangerous.

If it was Chi Yizi, he would have suspected long ago that Song Jinan approached her for a purpose, and that every encounter was long-planned, but she was not Chi Yizi, she was Chi Feiwan.

She does not have the worst view of strangers, and she believes equally that every stranger who approaches her sincerely wants to make friends with her, not for some purpose.

Because she is kind, she believes from the bottom of her heart that most people are kind at heart and is unwilling to think badly of them.