Locking away my heart and love! Going back to 2000 to be a top student again.

"If you want to gossip, then gossip in private. Don't let me hear it, and don't look at me with those strange eyes. I'm not missing an arm or a leg, and as classmates, let's be kind to each other."

Many students in the crowd looked away when she looked at them.

Suddenly, applause came from the classroom door. Teacher Wu was standing outside the wall of people at some point, and it seemed that she had heard everything Xu Su said.

“What Xu said makes a lot of sense. School is a place for teaching and nurturing people. It’s not enough for you to just learn textbook knowledge. If you become morally corrupt, you’re ruined.”

With a stack of exam papers tucked under his arm, he clapped with both hands free and then said the following.

This made many people blush with embarrassment.

Even Fu Zichen and the others, who originally believed they had done nothing wrong, lowered their heads and remained silent.

"Alright, stop standing here." Teacher Wu waved his hand. "Go back to your exam rooms. The exam is about to start. You are all almost adults, and your sense of right and wrong has already taken shape. As for the matter of arguing with classmates, I don't want it to happen again."

what..

So, is Ms. Wu the proctor for Class 12?

The students who had been watching the commotion scattered like birds and beasts. Although they were not students in the advanced class, Mr. Wu taught more than just math to the advanced class. In addition, Mr. Wu was the group leader of the first-year high school group.

Even if they weren't Mr. Wu's students, their teachers were all under his jurisdiction, and his authority was deeply ingrained in people's minds.

Huang Feng was taking the exam in Class 12. Seeing that Xu Su was about to leave, she let go of Xu Su's hand and leaned over to say, "Don't let this affect your performance. You've worked hard for this final exam for a long time. Let's get second place and let those people know how amazing you are."

None of the students in the first year of high school dared to dream of taking the first place from Xi Zirong. Their highest goal was to prove themselves by getting second place.

"..." Xu Su was not affected at all. She was touched by her two friends' support, but now was not the time to say anything sentimental. She nodded and told them to do their best on the exam before returning to her own exam room.

After the initial anger subsided, Xu Su composed herself and threw herself into the second exam of the morning, the subject of Ideological and Political Education, which lasted from 10:00 AM to 11:15 AM, a total of 75 minutes.

After this exam, it will be lunchtime. The physics exam will start at 1 p.m.

At 11:15, as soon as the bell rang, Xu Su handed in her paper on time and was the first to leave the classroom.

As soon as I came out, I saw a familiar figure leaning against the corridor not far from the classroom door.

Xi Zirong, who had been there for an unknown amount of time, walked over to her after seeing her.

The area around me was packed with students who had just finished handing in their papers; it was very crowded.

Xu Su frowned, walked out of the teaching building first, and when they reached a more open area, she looked at the boy who had followed her and asked, "Is there something you need?"

Xi Zirong seemed to have already heard about what happened in Class 12. She first glanced at her expression, and seeing that she didn't seem inclined to talk about it, she didn't bring it up herself.

He said, "Aren't you going to eat at the cafeteria again today?"

This subtle reminder made Xu Su realize that she still owed him a meal.

I pursed my lips. Why is this person always thinking about this meal?

Thinking about the questions on the exam paper that he had correctly predicted, Xu Su stepped forward and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

This is the first time since the start of the semester that Xu Su has not eaten with Huang Feng and the others.

The main reason was that there was a boy, who was also the class monitor of the advanced class, and Xu Su was afraid that they would feel uncomfortable.

At this time, the second and third-year high school students hadn't finished class yet, and only the first-year students were eating in the cafeteria. Xu Su looked at the boy next to her and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

The No. 1 Middle School cafeteria is large and offers a wide variety of dishes, including noodles, rice, and various types of porridge. It is clean and hygienic, and the prices are very reasonable.

After all, most of the boarding students at the school come from rural areas in the lower counties, and only a minority come from well-off families.

Xu Su now receives 50 yuan a week for living expenses, which is more than enough for her to live comfortably. She said, "There's no need to save money for me."

Unfortunately, the image of Xu Su counting her loose change one by one when she was sick, saying she had no money to buy medicine, was too deeply etched in Xi Zirong's mind, especially since she had just seen her collecting recyclables yesterday afternoon.

If she weren't afraid of upsetting Xu Su, Xi Zirong would never have let Xu Su pay for the meal.

In the end, Xi Zirong only ordered a plate of fried noodles. He had noticed that Xu Su loved this dish and had ordered it for him several times in private.

The fried noodles cost one yuan and fifty cents. After Xu Su paid, he thought Xi Zirong would order something else, but Xi Zirong seemed to have had enough and took his tray to find a seat.

"..."

Looking at the tall, thin boy, Xu Su remained silent for a while, then turned around and bought two fried chicken legs and two bottles of soda. He sat down opposite the boy with his tray, picked up a fried chicken leg and placed it on his fried noodles.

Xi Zirong looked up at her.

Xu Su placed a bottle of soda next to him, saying, "I told you not to try to save me money. You're making me lose face."

Not to mention the hard work he put into lecturing, just the cost of printing those exam papers alone must have been enormous. Xu Su felt that treating him to a meal was already a great bargain.

Thinking of the food she had served herself, Xi Zirong smiled at first, then hesitated: "This must have cost at least ten yuan, right?"

He had a very distressed expression on his face.

If Xi Zirong hadn't personally mentioned that a thermos in his home cost two thousand yuan, Xu Su would have suspected that his family was even poorer than her own.

Glancing at him, Xu Su knew he was worried about her. After a moment of silence, she said, "Just eat yours. I can afford to treat you to a meal."

Xi Zirong glanced at her again, said nothing more, and lowered her head to start eating her noodles.

Neither of them liked to talk while eating.

After finishing her meal, Xi Zirong took out a pack of tissues from her pocket and handed it to her.

Xu Su took the card, pulled out one, returned the rest, wiped her lips, and walked out of the cafeteria side by side.

During this time of day, there are many students coming and going at the entrance of the cafeteria, and some of them who recognize the two will turn around and look at them.

Xu Su walked quickly until she was a little further away from the crowd in the cafeteria before slowing down.

Xi Zirong stayed by her side the whole time. He glanced at the time and said to the girl next to him, "There's still an hour and a half left. It's cold outside, why don't we go to the classroom to rest for a while?"

The tone was extremely natural.

Xu Su looked up at him and saw that the boy's eyes were full of tenderness. She looked away, only to feel that he was falling deeper and deeper in love.

She decided that there was no time like the present, and she would make things clear with him today.

Xu Su stopped and collected her thoughts before speaking: "The final exams are over today, Xi Zirong. Thank you for tutoring me during this time. I also treated you to the meal I promised to do."

Xi Zirong's eyes suddenly narrowed, already anticipating what she was about to do.

“We can still be good classmates. If I have any questions, I will ask you. However, I don’t need you to explain things to me one-on-one anymore. Just treat me the same way you treat the other classmates.”