So sweet! She's pampered like a precious gem in her little world.

Chu Yu choked for a moment, then smiled awkwardly but politely, "Didn't you say that we'd be deskmates from now on? It'll seem too formal to keep calling me class monitor, right? Haha."

Her eyes darted away, and she missed the fleeting gentle smile in the boy's dark eyes.

Where's the water cup?

Chu Yu was taken aback, then took it out from the side of her bag and handed it to the boy naturally.

Song Zhihuai took the water cup, turned around and walked out of the classroom.

After he left, Xu Jiayue, who had been holding back all morning, finally couldn't help but turn around and gossip wildly.

"Chu Chu Bao!!! When did you win over the class monitor?!"

Chu Yu paused for a moment, "You call this winning someone over?"

Perhaps because she had long been accustomed to men's attentive pampering, these simple gestures of affection from the young man made her hesitant to think in that direction.

Xu Jiayue tried her best to suppress the sharp explosion that was about to erupt, and said through gritted teeth with exasperation, "You little Chu Chu, I wonder if you've gotten too cocky!"

"That's Song Zhihuai!! He gave you the school uniform and got a demerit for it, bought you such an expensive breakfast, explained a problem to you during morning self-study, and now he even went to get you water on his own initiative!!"

"What else are you dissatisfied with, huh!?"

Now that she says it, it's true.

The main reason is that Song Zhihuai was too aloof before, so his current behavior does seem too ambiguous.

"So, Jia Yue, do you think he likes me a little?"

She had seen how much he loved her.

That's why I'm a little hesitant to confirm it now.

Xu Jiayue wanted to say that the class monitor seemed to love her so much, but then she thought again and didn't want to put her best friend in a bad position.

She considered it for a moment, "At least he's not avoiding you like the plague right now, which I think is a good sign."

"How about this, you two can just be classmates for a while and see how it goes. Anyway, you're in your final year of high school, so your studies should be your priority. You don't need to chase after him like before. Let's just stay calm and see what happens, okay?"

It wasn't that she didn't want to see her sister's wish come true, but rather that they were at a crucial moment, and Chu Yu's future was clearly more important than the unknown relationship.

Chu Yu thought so too. The original owner of the story was so love-obsessed, yet she still managed to get into university. She couldn't let her down.

Song Zhihuai was gone for a long time, only returning hurriedly a second before the school bell rang.

He placed the water glass on Chu Yu's table and handed her the plastic bag he was carrying.

"For me? What is it?"

She took the bag, opened it, and wow, it was full of her favorite snacks.

Song Zhihuai sat down, still a little unsteady on his feet, "This is a snack from the morning."

That bagel doesn't look like it will fill you up.

If he hadn't happened to see the little girl eating those things for breakfast a few times, he definitely wouldn't have bought them for her.

Song Zhihuai felt that only the steamed buns and pancakes he usually bought from the breakfast shop on the street corner could fill his stomach.

However, he would buy her whatever she liked to eat.

He had saved some money from working over the past few years, and he was frugal and reluctant to spend it on himself, but he didn't feel bad at all about buying her these expensive meals.

Chu Yu glanced at the brands of the snacks in the bag and made up her mind.

I guess Song Zhihuai just ran to the school store; it's amazing that he found so many imported snacks for her in such a down-to-earth store.

"Thank you! I'll treat you to dinner another day!"

Knowing Song Zhihuai's financial situation, she really couldn't bear to see him spend so much money.

"Okay, I'm available anytime."

Chu Yu: "?"

Is that how you respond?

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For the next week, Chu Yu focused most of her energy on adapting to the pace of college entrance exam preparation.

Song Zhihuai would still feed her all sorts of snacks every day, and not only that, but also milk tea and coffee, buying her different kinds of things every day.

No matter how many times she said she didn't need to buy these things, the boy would agree verbally, but then immediately offer her the day's snacks.

Now, not only Xu Jiayue, but all the students in the experimental class got to eat some fresh, hot gossip.

Their class monitor, who was always aloof and disliked socializing, actually started fawning over the most beautiful girl in the junior high school every day!

Not only do they bring people all sorts of delicious food every day, but they also make sure that no one has to lift a finger to fetch water, wash cups, or take out the trash.

Not only that, but after each class, they would rush to ask if there was anything they didn't understand, showing even more concern for students' learning progress than the teachers themselves.

On Friday afternoon, Xu Jiayue walked into the classroom with the sports meet registration form and announced that the school sports meet would be held at the end of the month.

Generally speaking, the participation rate of graduating senior high school students in sports meets is much lower than that of freshmen and sophomores, as the heavy academic workload leaves them with no energy to train or compete.

"There's no mandatory requirement for senior high school students to participate; it's entirely voluntary. Each class just needs to submit at least two entries. Registration closes next Wednesday. Students who want to register can come to me to fill out a form."

Chu Yu recalled that the original owner seemed to be a sports failure with poor coordination, so it was better not to sign up.

She quietly moved to the right, and the boy who had been sitting upright subconsciously lowered his head and leaned closer to wait for her to speak.

"Song Zhihuai, do you want to submit a project proposal?"

The two were close together, and the girl's breath, mixed with a sweet fragrance, sprayed on his cheek and neck. The boy's expression did not change, but the tips of his ears quickly turned blush.

Do you want me to report it?

Chu Yu was slightly taken aback. Even though she knew he was referring to reporting on projects, her cheeks still flushed uncontrollably.

Is this a matter of whether I want to or not?

In my memory, Song Zhihuai rarely participated in sports events. Apart from occasionally playing basketball, he seemed to rarely participate in other sports activities.

To her surprise, the boy answered her with a matter-of-fact expression: "Yes, that's right."

"what?"

Song Zhihuai turned to look at the girl and answered seriously, "If you want to, I'll apply, okay?"

Chu Yu looked into the boy's clear and deep black eyes and for a moment forgot to answer.

"Gentlemen, I can hear you..."

Xu Jiayue's voice drifted over.

Chu Yu was startled and immediately sat up straight in her seat, looking somewhat awkwardly at her best friend who had turned around.

While she was preoccupied with her embarrassment, Xu Jiayue clearly saw the look of disappointment and resentment on Song Zhihuai's face just a moment ago, and the distant and dissatisfied expression on his face when he looked at her the next second.

Xu Jiayue: “…”

She kindly reminded me, but it's her fault.

but……

"Class monitor, are you planning to sign up for a project?"

Song Zhihuai glanced at Xu Jiayue briefly before turning to Chu Yu and asking softly, "What project do you want me to sign up for?"

Good guy.

She's straight up nice guy.

If it weren't for Song Zhihuai speaking, she would definitely have mocked Pu Xinnan for his arrogant tone.

He can report whatever she wants to see.

But Song Zhihuai's serious questioning seemed to indicate that he wasn't joking.

She glanced at her sisters, and Xu Jiayue looked at her expectantly.

"How about... a long-distance run?"

After thinking it over, Song Zhihuai didn't seem like the type of athlete who could explode with speed. Long-distance running should be quite suitable for him... right?

Xu Jiayue looked at Song Zhihuai with a questioning gaze.

The boy remained calm and said softly, "I'll do whatever she says."

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