Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Chapter 408: The Bully Cousin in Campus Fiction (Fifty-six) (Two chapters in one)

"Report."

"You are here, come in."

In the teacher's office, Yue Yuan looked at He Yanyang standing at the door, took a sip of water, and waved for him to come in.

He Yanyang concentrated his mind, suppressed the feeling of being at a loss as to what to do due to Lin Xi's sudden approach, and then stepped into the office.

"Please sit down. You are the only one in the class who has not submitted your subject selection intention form. What do you think?" Yue Yuan pointed to a chair opposite her and motioned He Yanyang to sit down and talk.

"No need, teacher, I can just stand." He Yanyang shook his head, indicating that he didn't need it.

"Please sit down. Why are you being so polite now? You look like a mountain. It's hard to talk to you when you raise your head."

Yue Yuan ruthlessly exposed He Yanyang's pretending to be good, took out a piece of paper from the folder in her drawer and handed it to He Yanyang.

He Yanyang heard this, a rare look of discomfort appeared on his face. He had to sit down obediently and took the A4 paper handed to him by Yue Yuan. When he looked closely, he found that it was a brand new subject selection intention form.

"With your careless nature, you must have lost your original watch somewhere, right? This is a new one, don't lose it again."

He Yanyang felt even more uncomfortable when he heard this, but he couldn't help but sigh that his teacher was indeed a master of foresight.

The reason why he had not submitted the expression of interest until now was, firstly, because he was angry with He's mother, and secondly, because he had stuffed the thin expression of interest into some corner a long time ago and could not find it at all.

However, he had now sworn in front of Lin Xi and the others that he would "turn over a new leaf" and study hard, so naturally he could no longer be as careless as before about this major event that almost affected his entire high school studies.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stand up and bowed sincerely to Yue Yuan, "Thank you, Teacher Yue."

"Please sit down." Seeing his serious look, Yue Yuan's eyes flashed with a hint of relief, but on the surface she waved her hand with disgust.

"Teacher Yu called me today and said that you have changed. I didn't quite believe it, but now it seems to be true." Yue Yuan picked up her thermos cup, took a sip of water, and looked He Yanyang up and down out of the corner of her eye.

"I..." He Yanyang stammered twice, wanting to explain, but didn't know how to start.

Fortunately, Yue Yuan didn't call him here to listen to He Yanyang's journey of reforming himself. She raised her hand and stopped him from talking.

"I don't know what prompted you to finally figure it out, and I'm not interested in it. But as Mr. Yu's former student and your current homeroom teacher, I still want to warn you."

"There are not many opportunities in life to turn back from a wrong path. Now that you have the chance, don't make the same mistake again. That would be irresponsible to your own life and disappoint all those who have placed their hopes on you..."

Watching He Yanyang walk out of the door with a dazed look on his face, Yue Yuan suddenly felt in a good mood for some reason.

She turned her head to look at the small doll placed on the corner of her desk, reached out and moved it, watching the doll swaying from side to side due to inertia but never falling down. She curled the corners of her lips, picked up the lesson plan book beside her and began to write furiously.

But if someone listened carefully, they would find that a very childish melody floated out from between her slightly opening and closing lips and teeth.

"Who is the one who escapes once?"

"駆け出した中 in the back Yong気が梦ってる."

"必ず何かが 君をHUんでいる......"

In the following days, He Yanyang, who had learned from his mistakes and made up his mind to change, welcomed the darkest period of his life as a poor student.

Although the learning content of the first year of high school is not very in-depth, because there is no division into subjects yet, although the content is not much, the nine subjects added together are enough to make He Yanyang, who has hardly studied since the second year of junior high school, feel dizzy.

And because he had missed so much content in the past, he had to frantically make up for what he had learned in the past while ensuring that he did not fall behind in the current progress.

Subjects like mathematics, physics, chemistry and biology that test logical thinking and comprehension abilities are not so bad. Although they make He Yanyang scratch his head from time to time, after all, he has the foundation he learned before. Once he is familiar with the formulas and theorems, and can apply what he has learned to other situations, He Yanyang can still cope with it.

But when it comes to liberal arts subjects such as English, Chinese, politics, history and geography, which require a lot of reading and memorization to form conditioned memory, He Yanyang is really like a dog biting a hedgehog - he has no idea where to start.

"Come on, He Yanyang, tell me, during which Qing Dynasty emperor's reign did the imperial power reach its peak? Qin Shi Huang?!"

"Look into my eyes and tell me, Qing Dynasty! Qin Shi Huang? Are you a traitor? You don't even know this?!"

"I've taught students for so many years, and you're the first one to get 19 points. Even if I just step on the answer sheet, I can still get more points than you!"

"Don't call yourself He Yanyang anymore. Call yourself He Nineteen instead! If someone asks you why, just tell them that you are the Qin Shi Huang of the Qing Dynasty."

He Yanyang, who had always been fearless, felt the threat of death for the first time in the murderous look of his history teacher, and silently swallowed back the explanation that was on the tip of his tongue.

In fact, he slept throughout the exam, and in the end he felt it would be a shame to hand in a blank paper, so he just scribbled something on it.

However, seeing the history teacher's expression of being so angry that he was about to collapse, He Yanyang thought that if he told the truth, he would probably be degraded from a traitor to rotten wood and dirt, so he could only accept his fate and bow his head to be scolded.

"He Yanyang, He Yanyang! Wake up!"

"What, what happened?!"

He Yanyang, who was being scolded by his history teacher in his dream by citing classics, felt as if someone pushed him suddenly and woke him up immediately.

He subconsciously raised his head to look at the source of the sound, and saw Lin Xi's helpless face, "I was just lowering my head to do a question, why did you fall asleep again?"

Lin Xi took the pen and tapped He Yanyang on the head, motioning him to look at the exercises on the table, "You almost punctured the paper."

Upon hearing this, He Yanyang hurriedly looked down and saw a large stain of ink on the test paper that had been unconsciously left by the tip of his pen when he dozed off just now. He immediately covered the stain with a piece of draft paper with a guilty conscience.

"I saw it all, why are you hiding it?"

Lin Xi moved the draft paper away, took He Yanyang's paper, carefully looked at the test paper stained with ink, then took out her own paper, copied the question neatly on the draft book, and then handed it back to him.

"Okay, let's do it again."

Looking at her serious profile, He Yanyang couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. He quickly took the draft book, said "OK", and started to do the questions obediently.

Seeing that he answered the questions obediently, Lin Xi nodded with satisfaction, turned around and started to do her homework. For a while, the only sounds in the room were the two people's quiet breathing and the rustling of turning papers.

"He Yanyang, which university do you want to apply to?"

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Xi's somewhat curious voice suddenly rang out in the room.

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He Yanyang was struggling with the exercises in front of him with gritted teeth. When he heard Lin Xi's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then he subconsciously shook his head, "I don't know."

After saying that, he looked at the test paper in front of him that he had written in a mess, and added with some self-mockery: "With my grades, it's good enough that a school wants me. How can I choose..."

"He Yanyang, let's apply to a school in Yundu together!" Lin Xi interrupted He Yanyang's self-deprecating speech with a somewhat expectant voice.

"Yundu?" He Yanyang paused with his pen, turned his head and met Lin Xi's sparkling eyes. He couldn't help but rubbed his fingertips, trying to distract the sudden itch in his heart.

"Yes, Yundu. The teacher in our studio graduated from a school there. She said that the climate in Yundu is very good. It is not like Huai'an which is always misty and rainy. It is like spring all year round there. There are always flowers blooming all year round. The people are very warm and the food is delicious."

"Yundu Academy of Fine Arts is also one of the best art colleges in the country. My favorite teacher Yi Que and Professor Ning An both graduated from there."

Lin Xi became more and more excited as she spoke, and she was even dancing with joy, as if she was no longer in a closed and dim room, but was already wandering in the warm and gentle sunshine of Yundu.

He Yanyang listened quietly to her excited description of Yundu's pleasant climate and picturesque scenery, and was gradually infected by her. He could not help but curl the corners of his lips, but after a moment, he lowered his eyes with trembling eyelashes.

For a place like that, the admission score must be very high. With his current level, I'm afraid...

He Yanyang, who was always full of confidence, felt a little inferiority for the first time.

"He Yanyang, what's wrong with you?" Lin Xi, who had just finished imagining the beautiful four years of college, came back to her senses and found He Yanyang unusually silent.

"It's okay, it's just that the question just now was too difficult, and I haven't figured it out yet." He Yanyang naturally didn't want to let his negative emotions affect Lin Xi's good mood, so he shook his head and made up an excuse.

"Do you know--" After hearing his answer, Lin Xi suddenly tilted her head, moved closer to He Yanyang, and spoke in a long tone.

"What?" He Yanyang's face flushed and he subconsciously shrank back. His eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look at Lin Xi.

"When you lie, you don't dare look directly at others." Lin Xi reached out and gently tapped He Yanyang's trembling eyelashes, and added seriously, "It's like the villain who doesn't seem to have good acting skills. As soon as he thinks of a bad idea or tells a lie, his eyes will dart around."

He Yanyang's body stiffened and his eyelashes trembled even more violently.

"Ahem, how is that possible." He coughed awkwardly and raised his eyelids, wanting to refute Lin Xi's words with action, but when he raised his eyes halfway, he felt someone holding his face.

"Are you thinking that Yundu is so good, the school's scores must be very high, and you will definitely not be able to get in?"

Xi's hands were very soft, and her palms were slightly damp from holding the pen for a long time. They were warm and slightly sticky. This was a touch that He Yanyang would never like under normal circumstances.

However, at this moment, his face was gently held by this pair of seemingly weak hands, as if he was restrained by some invisible force. All the strength in his body seemed to be drained away in an instant, and he couldn't even muster the thought of struggling free. He could only allow her breath to invade his senses bit by bit.

"I already said, 'We're going to Yundu together', how could I not think of you? I searched online, Yundu Academy of Fine Arts is just across the street from Yundu Sports College, and further away there are Yundu University and New South University."

"Aren't you good at long-distance running? You even broke the record in the last school sports meet. If you choose to be a sports student, your professional subjects will definitely not be bad. As long as your academic subjects are not too outrageous, you will be admitted to these schools..."

Lin Xi's eyes were clear and her tone was calm. She analyzed the possible paths that He Yanyang could choose in a clear and orderly manner, as if she was completely unaware of the overly intimate posture between them.

But she didn't know that He Yanyang, whose face was held by her, was already feeling extremely upset.

He thought he had suppressed the throbbing in his heart that was about to burst out by burying himself in study for days.

But at this moment, her palm was pressed against his cheek, and the warm touch passed through her skin to his face, like a spark falling into a haystack, instantly burning He Yanyang's cheek.

He Yanyang, whose head was a little dizzy from the fever, bit the tip of his tongue and barely regained a trace of clarity. He wanted to ask Lin Xi to let him go first.

But just before he opened his mouth, his mind suddenly recalled a question he had searched for that day.

"I like someone, how can I be sure if she likes me?"

"Five points are enough to judge whether a person likes you or not."

"First, frequent eye contact. If a person likes you, he/she will steal glances at you from time to time, and there will always be a smile or affection in the eyes when he/she looks at you."

He Yanyang looked up and met Lin Xi's smiling eyes. He suddenly panicked and quickly looked away.

"Second, body language, which sends signals. If a person likes you, he/she will unconsciously get closer to you and always make some unintentional physical contact with you."

Lin Xi's warm palm was still on his cheek. He Yanyang lowered his eyes, looking at the distance between them that was less than a fist, and his breathing suddenly became a little disordered.

"Third, love's secret language is between words. People who like you will always care about your food, clothing, housing, transportation, happiness, anger, sorrow and joy in their words, and will unconsciously consider you in their future plans."

"Then we can go to the lake together on weekends to ride bikes and bask in the sun. We can also go to the largest flower market there. I remember you like sunflowers." Lin Xi's cheerful tone was filled with obvious longing, and He Yanyang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Fourth, emotional investment. People who like you will unconsciously show it in their actions. They are willing to pay for you and respect your decisions."

"I have been looking up information for a long time, and I also found the confession walls of these schools. I have also asked many seniors who went to Yundu. They all said that it would be best for someone like you to go to Yundu Sports College. But if you don't like it, you can also take a look at Yundu University. This school is also very good..."

"five……"

There was no need to count to the fifth one. He Yanyang only felt his heart beating with excitement, and it was beating violently in his chest, as if it was going to jump out at the next moment.

He pursed his dry lips, suddenly reached out and pressed on the back of Lin Xi's hand, and was about to say something with a difficult throat, but the next moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Ayang, Xixi, come out to eat."