When he said this, his tone was very light, no different from his usual appearance, and he didn't have any other emotions.
But Tao Zhi felt his heart beat twice for no reason.
The boy's upper body was leaning against the table, and the metal zipper of the school uniform jacket halfway hit the edge of the wooden table, making a very slight sound.
In mid-October, the autumn wind was blowing the golden leaves outside the window with coldness, and the air conditioner was turned on in the classroom, making it warm.
She held up the paper and moved forward, and at a very close distance, she saw the faint luster in the boy's peach blossom eyes.
Jiang Qihuai has a pair of affectionate eyes, the tail eyelashes are slightly long and raised, and the arc of the eyelids is slightly curved. When looking at people intently, it is easy to give people a very subtle and gentle illusion.
But the sharp and cold edges and corners of his facial features, as well as the temperament and character of the whole person, are completely different from these eyes.
Tao Zhi pursed the corners of his lips hidden behind the paper unnaturally.
"Then, can you help me see..." she whispered.
Jiang Qihuai stretched out a hand, spread his palm upwards, and moved his slender fingers: "Bring it."
Tao Zhi handed him the composition in his hand.
Jiang Qihuai took it and turned a page, starting from the small composition. He lowered his eyes and looked focused.
Tao Zhi leaned his arms on the table, put his chin on it, and waited eagerly.
Jiang Qihuai finished reading the short composition, and commented in a neutral manner: "I didn't use this kind of grammar in elementary school."
"..."
Tao Zhi didn't want to hear him being mean, so he rolled his eyes: "Don't pretend, this is at least junior high school grammar."
"The basics are not bad, there are not many bad sentences, but the grammar and vocabulary are too simple, and the composition is not enough to get a high score to be able to narrate correctly." Jiang Qihuai raised his head, and flicked her scroll with his fingertips. "The output of novel ideas, advanced vocabulary, phrases and grammar, highlights, you have none of them."
Tao Zhi decided to take back his previous thoughts. This person just has nothing to do with words like tenderness.
She was beaten by him from the beginning to the end, and said with a little helplessness: "You just say that my writing is a piece of shit."
"That's not true, your composition is still good enough for junior high school," Jiang Qihuai paused, and added, "First grader."
Tao Zhi: "..."
Who to humiliate! ! !
I'm a sophomore in high school! ! !
Tao Zhi wrinkled his nose unhappily at him, stopped holding it after being commented on with a slap in the face, and said arrogantly: "Then you change it for me."
Jiang Qihuai was annoyed and amused by her commanding tone: "The class fee is two hundred."
Tao Zhi choked, and looked at him in disbelief: "Are you addicted to being a tutor? You earn everyone's money."
"Friendly price," Jiang Qihuai said leisurely, "Additional fees are required on normal working days."
Tao Zhi didn't speak, and rolled the three words "friendship price" back and forth several times in his heart, especially when he read the word "friendship", he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
The two of them quarreled with each other, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Li Sijia strode into the classroom.
Tao Zhi raised his head and looked over.
Li Sijia didn't seem to expect that there was someone in the classroom, she stared blankly at her, her eyes were red with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes.
Tao Zhi also looked at her with calm eyes.
Jiang Qihuai didn't even look at her, didn't even look up, and didn't care if she came in or not, he took out a red pen, drew a sentence on Tao Zhi's paper, and helped her to correct the composition: " The first paragraph was pretty flat."
It's as if she's someone who doesn't matter.
She, too, was just an insignificant person.
Jiang Qihuai is arrogant and arrogant, with a conceit and arrogance that can rival his strength. He stands on the top of the mountain, the apex, so he cannot see the people standing below him.
This is a matter of course.
A person like him deserves the best.
So she studied very hard, she got a score of 700 in the test, and she also ranked among the top few in the grade list. The heartbeat of the girl's first love made her want to become better, so that he could see him one day she.
But he couldn't see it.
He didn't care about her existence and her progress at all, but he was willing to help another person who didn't deserve his attention to learn.
He corrected her composition, helped her draw key points, brought her yogurt to play basketball with her, chatted with her during class, and occasionally saw him smiling at her.
Even when Tao Zhi was pestering him unreasonably, and every time Li Sijia thought that he was getting impatient, he just sighed with a headache.
It was as if Tao Zhi was an exception to Jiang Qihuai.
She obviously wasn't standing on the top of the mountain, she was just at the foot of the mountain, but she could still squeeze in front of his eyes in a flamboyant and forceful way, and get all his attention.
Li Sijia admitted that she was selfish, and she had never reported such a thing to the teacher, but when the object of suspicion was this exception, she couldn't help but feel unwilling.
He is obviously a person who only scores 50 or 60 points in every exam. He is obviously sleeping or playing with his mobile phone in class every day. He obviously has not put in any effort.
Li Sijia remembered very clearly that when the teacher said on the podium that Tao Zhi passed 118 in English, Jiang Qihuai smiled.
He hooked the corners of his lips very lightly and slowly, and also revealed the darkness hidden deep in her heart that she had never seen before.
She bit her lip, and the tears in the corners of her eyes rolled down uncontrollably.
Tao Zhi watched her cry, and let out a "ah".
Jiang Qihuai finally raised his head.
Li Sijia raised her hand and wiped her eyes vigorously, took a deep breath and walked over to stand in front of them.
The girl cried until the pear blossoms were raining, the tip of her nose was red, and her voice was choked with sobs: "I misunderstood you."
Tao Zhi was a little unresponsive.
"I just feel that you don't work hard, that your grades are not real, and that your scores are copied." Li Sijia sniffed, looked at her with red eyes and said, "I just... I just …”
She couldn't go on, and the tears started to fall again.
Tao Zhi turned around, fumbled for a long time from the belly of the table, took out a pack of tissues, and handed it to her.
Li Sijia took it and thanked her in a low voice. Her face was flushed, she was too ashamed to stay any longer, and rushed out of the classroom with a tissue.
Tao Zhi was a little dumbfounded: "Hey, I want her to take one, why did you take them all for me?"
Jiang Qihuai: "..."
Tao Zhi turned around again and watched Jiang Qihuai rewrite her composition.
He read quickly, the red pen tip shuttled through the composition, crossed out sentences that were too simple, circled sentences with grammatical errors, and crossed out words that could be replaced.
A composition full of black handwriting was quickly replaced by red, almost the entire text was red.
Tao Zhi propped his head, remembering how Li Sijia was crying miserably just now, and sighed: "Concubine Li Shu apologized to me."
Jiang Qihuai didn't speak.
"Concubine Li Shu is still crying." Tao Zhi continued.
"You still have the heart to care about others," Jiang Qihuai said without raising his head, and quickly corrected a wrong sentence for her, "This is a bad composition."
Tao Zhi wanted to roll his eyes again: "Then I didn't expect her to apologize."
Jiang Qihuai finally raised his eyes: "Then is the bet still on?"
"Fight," Tao Zhi said, "It's hard to chase after a word, but there's no need to go to the broadcasting room to apologize."
She thought for a while, and added: "But I still have to write the 800-word review."
Jiang Qihuai didn't know where this princess got her confidence, but she felt that she would definitely win. She was lying on the table in front of the table and whining that she regretted it a few days ago.
He started to read the end of her composition, and it was so bad that he couldn't read it anymore, so he simply wrote a new line for her in the blank space below.
After finishing writing, he pushed the paper forward and raised his chin towards her.
- take it.
Tao Zhi took the composition and glanced at the time on the phone, just as the bell rang for the end of get out of class.
Class 1 students returned to the classroom one after another, Tao Zhi didn't turn around, just looked at his desk to see the composition after he revised it, the black handwriting was submerged in the red ocean.
"Vocabulary is not enough," Jiang Qihuai picked up the book he had just read halfway from the side, and continued to read, "Take your time."
"I recite 300 every day now," Tao Zhi said while reading the last paragraph he wrote, "plus review."
Jiang Qihuai glanced at her: "Can you recite it?"
Tao Zhi didn't look up, but raised his eyebrows slightly, showing an undisguised arrogant expression: "It's okay."
Jiang Qihuai chuckled, lowered his head and continued to read.
When he lowered his head, Tao Zhi raised his lowered eyes slightly, and secretly glanced at him.
The hand she hid under the table lightly scratched at her thigh.
Once people focus on something, they will feel that time flies very fast.
The dry autumn wind in October in the north blows until the end of the month, and the monthly exam is every other week.
Ji Fan has now cultivated an indestructible body. After a long period of devastation in English listening, he doesn’t know if Tao Zhi will be able to take the 140 next time. 140 already.
The next day was Saturday, Ji Fan played games all night and slept in. When he got up, it was already a little bit late. It was quiet downstairs, and there was no voice of a woman reading English.
Ji Fan got used to listening and felt a little lonely, yawned and walked downstairs with his chicken coop head, Aunt Zhang saw him go to heat up lunch for him.
Ji Fan looked around, but he didn't see Tao Zhi at the dining table, but when he turned around, he saw her slumped on the sofa in the living room, the coffee table in front of her was covered with papers.
Ji Fan was startled, rubbed his head and walked over, casually glanced at her paper.
Basically, they are all essays, with dense red pen markings on them. Tao Zhi's recent papers and grammar are basically all explained to her by Jiang Qihuai.
Tao Zhi was lying on the side, with a test paper covering his face, completely silent.
Ji Fan leaned over, pulled the edge of her paper, and looked at her curiously: "What are you doing here?"
Tao Zhi opened his eyes and looked at him quietly: "Sichun."
"...?"
Ji Fan: "Sister, it's already autumn."
Tao Zhi sighed, grabbed the paper and covered it again: "Don't talk to me."
"No," Ji Fan sat next to her, "Are you in a relationship?"
"No." Tao Zhi's voice was muffled.
Ji Fan: "So there is someone you like?"
"..."
After waiting for a long time, Tao Zhi stopped talking.
Ji Fan realized, and nodded: "Unrequited love?"
Silence for two seconds.
Tao Zhi raised his hand, grabbed the paper, propped himself up on the soft sofa cushions, and sat up, looking at him angrily.
Ji Fan smiled: "Why are you staring at me, it's useless to stare at me."
Tao Zhi still stared at him, not speaking.
Ji Fan leaned over: "Is there someone you really like?"
Tao Zhi let out a sigh of relief, she scratched her hair in distress, her expression was still a little dazed: "I don't know."
She didn't know whether she really didn't know, or subconsciously pretended not to know.
When she was on the roller coaster before, when she got off the roller coaster, there was only one thought in her mind.
It's over.
Maybe it started from that moment, or even earlier.
In short, when she realized it, she was no longer a simple, simple friend at the front and back tables to that person.
She would be happy to see him, but she would be curious about what he was doing if she didn't see him. Even when she heard someone mentioning him while chatting, she would want to lean over and listen.
When he was helping her correct the papers during this period of time, she occasionally looked at him and suddenly thought: This person is so good-looking.
— Thoughts like this come.
Tao Zhi lowered her eyes, looking at the papers she had spread all over the coffee table, each of which was written by the same two people, one in black and the other in red.
This person is obviously not in this house, but his aura seems to be overwhelming in front of her eyes at this moment, unscrupulously brushing the sense of presence.
Annoyed, she fell back onto the sofa again, pulled the paper beside her, and covered her face again.
The red handwriting on the paper sticks softly to her lips.
Tao Zhi felt like getting an electric shock again, and tore off the paper with a swipe. She got up from the sofa, rushed into the bathroom, and didn't even have time to put on her slippers.
There was the sound of rushing water from the bathroom, accompanied by the girl's annoyed howl.
Ji Fan sat on the sofa, listening to her thumping like crazy inside with a dazed expression.
Tao Zhi washed his face and came out. He had already calmed down. Ji Fan sat at the dining table and ate lunch while watching the live broadcast.
She went upstairs, pinched the flesh on her face with cold fingertips, took a deep breath, sat at the desk and took out a set of papers and started to do it.
After finishing a set of papers, she took out her English book and began to recite words.
She memorized things very quickly, holding a pen in her hand and writing several lines on the draft paper several times. After a few pages were recited, the sun had gradually sunk into the horizon.
Tao Zhi put down the book, leaned back, closed his eyes and rubbed his sore neck.
She got up and went downstairs.
In the kitchen, Aunt Zhang was making dinner, humming a song as she walked between the refrigerator and the operating table, saw her come down and called her: "Zhizhi is down? Dinner will be ready soon."
Tao Zhi responded, and his eyes moved uncontrollably to the pile of papers on the coffee table.
She stood there for two seconds, almost without thinking. She walked to the entrance, took a coat casually, and shouted to the kitchen: "Aunt Zhang, I won't eat at home tonight!"
Aunt Zhang poked her head out: "What's the matter? Did you make an appointment with a classmate?"
"Yeah." Tao Zhi stepped on his shoes, left the house, walked across the neighborhood to the street, and raised his hand to stop the car.
She got off the car at the street where she and Song Jiang went for supper last time, and in front of her was the convenience store where she met Jiang Qihuai working.
The sky was dark and red, the street lamps were on, and Tao Zhi walked along the side of the street stepping on his hazy shadow.
The lights of the convenience store in front are bright.
Tao Zhi suddenly regained consciousness and realized what he was doing.
She didn't even think about it just now, she just looked at the paper on the coffee table, remembered this person, and rushed out the door almost without thinking.
She wanted to see him for herself, as if looking at him would be absolutely sure of something.
She suddenly regretted that she didn't come out with the set of papers she just finished.
If that's the case, there's no reason at all.
Tao Zhi stood annoyed by the side of the street and stopped in his tracks.
Or just ask him directly.
Your Highness, are you still concubine
You see that your harem is so empty now, we two are a princess and a highness, why don't we get together and make do with it
It's also silly.
She stood on the side of the road with her head down, sighed, paused, and continued walking.
Go all the way to the door of the convenience store.
Tao Zhi walked lightly to the base of the wall by the window, then, like a thief, stuck out his head, sneaked a peek inside, and quickly retracted.
The convenience store didn't change much from before, there was a young lady standing behind the cashier, and she didn't see Jiang Qihuai.
She only met him here last time, and only knew that he was working here.
She stood outside, leaned on the glass and looked in again. After searching inside and out for a long time, she almost stuck her head through the glass.
The traffic behind him was coming and going, and the night was brushed away little by little. From the corner of his eyes, Tao Zhi caught a glimpse of a car parked behind the glass of the convenience store, the door opened, and someone got out.
She didn't care, her forehead was pressed against the glass, and she picked the shop assistants inside one by one, trying to see if there were any blind spots that she didn't see.
Just when she was thinking about whether to go to the coffee shop where Jiang Qihuai worked in the city center before, there was a "bang" sound of the car door closing behind her.
She glanced at the glass surface again, and there were two figures standing by the roadside, one was taller, with broad shoulders and straight back, with a somewhat familiar figure.
Tao Zhi paused.
She completely withdrew her gaze from the inside of the store, watching the figure slowly approaching.
As the distance drew closer, his facial features gradually became clear on the glass window.
He has short black hair, a high nose bridge, and a thin, angular jaw line.
And that familiar long coat that I wore when I went to the amusement park last time.
The man approached, then stopped.
Tao Zhi's whole body was stiff, she still maintained the posture just now and stood upright, the blood all over her body ran along the soles of her feet to the top of her head, with the panic and guilty conscience of being caught, her ear tips were hot.
Jiang Qihuai stood behind her, and a cold voice sounded calmly in her ears: "What are you looking for?"