Lin Yingtao came first in the women's 1,500-meter event at the school sports meet, but lost by half a second in the 800-meter race and came in second.
The excitement of victory was short-lived. Soon, Lin Yingtao began to feel a little disappointed.
Ever since she was little, Lin Yingtao has read those love novels and watched those romantic movies. Sometimes, she can’t help but fantasize that if one day she encounters some natural disasters or man-made calamities, such as fire, tsunami, or knife-wielding robbery, in these moments that test true love, a handsome male protagonist will see the weak and helpless Lin Yingtao, descend from the sky, and save her.
In fact, Lin Yingtao can probably run faster than all the male protagonists. Maybe she should join the track and field team and find a boyfriend.
After the basketball babes had trained for a week, their team leader took them to the principal's office, saying that they wanted to take a few photos with the school leaders and put them in the school newspaper after the basketball game.
The principal's office is divided into two rooms, the inner and outer rooms. Lin Qile and the others went in and stood in the outer room, waiting in a bustling atmosphere.
"Who's in there?" one of the girls asked quietly. Through the door to the inner room, they could hear some conversation.
"Several students in our school will take a math competition next month," said the team leader, "and one of them is a teacher from Tsinghua University."
"Wow!" a girl exclaimed quietly, "Tsinghua!"
Someone pushed the door open and came out. It was the principal's secretary. The secretary smiled and whispered a few words to the female teacher in charge, asking the girls to wait a little longer as the lecture had not yet been completed.
Lin Qile, wearing a miniskirt, looked inside through the half-open door behind the secretary.
Several students in school uniforms were sitting on the sofa in the inner room, looking at some documents in their hands.
Jiang Qiaoxi was also among them.
Suddenly, Jiang Qiaoxi turned around and glanced at them outside the door.
"Qile!" The girl next to him came over and said, "Jiang Qiaoxi is looking at you!"
The Tsinghua teachers were talking in the inner room, walking back and forth from time to time. Perhaps they were very optimistic about some of the students in front of them. Jiang Qiaoxi lowered his head from time to time to listen. When the teacher walked away, he raised his eyes again. He saw Lin Qile's face, he looked at the clothes Lin Qile was wearing, and the small boots on his feet.
"Jiang Qiaoxi must like you. Look at the way he looks at you!" teammates said beside him.
"What? Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Qile lowered his voice and dared not speak out.
"What's wrong with that? It's just like that when boys look at girls. The top student is also a boy!"
Jiang Qiaoxi stood up from the sofa. A teacher opened the door and walked out with the students. It turned out that the lecture was finally over.
Lin Qile lowered his head and followed the team into the principal's office and ran to take a group photo.
After the group photo session, Lin Qile finally breathed a sigh of relief. She and her teammates came out of the principal's office and found that the Tsinghua teacher was still in the corridor: "Jiang Qiaoxi, after the winter camp is over, you can stop by Tsinghua to take a look."
Jiang Qiaoxi said: "Thank you, teacher."
The vest was tightly attached to Lin Qile's body, showing off her round but thin figure. She had a few strands of hair by her ears, tucked behind her crescent-shaped ears. There was also a light brown mole behind her right shoulder, very small and hard to spot.
Suddenly, the mole flashed in front of Jiang Qiaoxi's eyes, and then Lin Qile's big eyes turned to him.
"Why are you looking at me?" she said.
Jiang Qiaoxi raised his eyes and looked at her face.
"Why are you following me?" Lin Qile looked at him.
Jiang Qiaoxi stood behind her, and the two kept a distance of more than one meter between them.
He said, “I’m in the same class with you.”
Lin Qile said, "But this is the way to the tennis court."
Jiang Qiaoxi raised his eyes and looked towards the road ahead: "I'm going to the Little White Building to study."
Lin Qile stopped asking questions. She turned around and walked along the corridor in front that was covered with trumpet creepers.
"Lin Qile." Jiang Qiaoxi said from behind.
"I thought you would never talk to me again." Jiang Qiaoxi said suddenly.
It's almost time to go home from school. Even if students are still studying, there are students walking around everywhere on campus, so it is possible to see their eyes.
After hearing this, Lin Qile put her hands into the pockets of her skirt.
Jiang Qiaoxi walked back to her.
Lin Qile raised his head and looked at him.
"Why do you smell like cigarettes?" she couldn't help but ask.
Jiang Qiaoxi just walked over, he frowned and smelled the sleeve of his school uniform.
"No."
Lin Qile said: "I smelled it all."
Jiang Qiaoxi said: "Maybe it was in the principal's office."
Lin Yingtao said: "You have never told the truth."
Jiang Qiaoxi looked at her.
Lin Yingtao took a step back: "I won't talk to you anymore."
"Then what should I say?" Jiang Qiaoxi asked.
Lin Yingtao didn't say anything either.
Jiang Qiaoxi looked at her and said, "You look really good in this skirt."
He said, “I am telling the truth.”
Lin Yingtao ran into the tennis hall, changed back into her baggy sportswear, and went back to her classroom to continue her self-study. She lowered her head to write a chemical equation, looking very serious. As she was calculating and balancing, she suddenly pursed her lips, covered her mouth with her hand, and lowered her head to continue calculating.
Her deskmate Huang Zhanjie frowned and glanced at her.
With ten minutes left before the self-study class ended, Cai Fangyuan suddenly changed his seat and sat in front of Huang Zhanjie.
Huang Zhanjie secretly told him that Lin Qile was studying while laughing secretly, which looked creepy.
Cai Fangyuan said: "Don't worry about her. I don't know what bad things she will do next."
He took out a book called "Longmen Special Physics" and quietly put it on Huang Zhanjie's desk.
"More than fifty pages. Can you finish it tonight?" Cai Fangyuan looked at him.
Huang Zhanjie suddenly picked up the pen and began to concentrate on doing the questions.
Cai Fangyuan reached out and took his pen away.
"Oh, I really can't do it," Huang Zhanjie said in a low voice, "I'm not kidding you, I only know two or three Japanese sentences from the cartoons I watched when I was a kid. Oh, let me be frank, those previous lines were all made up by me!"
Cai Fangyuan was stunned. He stared at Huang Zhanjie's face.
"You made that up?"
"Yes, I don't speak Japanese!" said Huang Zhanjie.
"You edited it very well!" Cai Fangyuan said in amazement, "Hurry up, edit this one too!"
Huang Zhanjie had a bitter face, and there was a girl sitting next to him: Although Lin Qile had been immersed in his own world, Huang Zhanjie felt that how could he face life if any girl heard him.
"Let me tell you, Angel Heart, a rare and out-of-print film from 1999, do you want to watch it?" Cai Fangyuan tempted him in front of him, staring at Huang Zhanjie's face with a pair of shrewd little eyes, "It's a Japanese and Hong Kong-style feature film, the kind that Yu Qiaoer said was good after watching it, just tell me if you want to watch it this week!"
Huang Zhanjie was caught in a dilemma between reason and desire.
He felt like he had fallen into a devil's den. He had become dirty and no longer pure. He made up his mind: "Come on, come on! Give it to me, give it to me!"
Feng Letian, monitor of Class 18, stood at the door of the class, feeling that something illegal was going on in the class. A small group of people gathered here to gossip, while two boys gathered there to study the Longmen Special Topic.
Only Lin Qile was sitting in the corner by the window, studying quietly by himself.
Someone came in from behind him. Feng Letian looked back and quickly made way for Jiang Qiaoxi.
He turned around and saw Lin Qile raising his eyes and meeting his gaze.
Feng Letian immediately grinned and waved at her with a smile.
Lin Qile was stunned and smiled brightly at him.
When he was in South Campus, Feng Letian always felt that Lin was very "unique" and looked cool. To be specific, Lin had not done anything different. But when he looked into her eyes, he always felt that she had her own ideas.
Maybe it's because she has big eyes, which make her look serious and cold when she has no expression.
But when she smiled, I immediately felt like spring was in full bloom. She should smile more often.
Yu Qiao sat behind Lin Qile during the morning reading the next day. He read the "Longmen Special Topic" given to him by Cai Fangyuan for a while and yawned. Lin Qile came back from getting water, and Yu Qiao took a handful of tea bags from the drawer and stuffed them into Lin Qile's hands.
Lin Qile opened the cup, placed it on the table, and put tea bags in it one by one. When she was done, she realized that she had accidentally put a tea bag in Jiang Qiaoxi's cup as well.
The next morning, Lin Qile came to school. She picked up Jiang Qiaoxi's water cup on the table and suddenly found a note stuck to the bottom of the cup.
It was written in pen by Jiang Qiaoxi: A bit bitter.
Lin Qile stuffed four tea bags in one after another.
Yu Qiao said from behind: "Is it worth killing someone to steal your water card?"
Jiang Qiaoxi came to class. He looked a little tired. After all, no matter how early Lin Qile came in the morning, the black cup would always be placed on her desk in advance: no one knew what time Jiang Qiaoxi came to school.
Jiang Qiaoxi sat down, took out his textbook and opened it. He opened the cup and drank some water, but he didn't swallow it all, so he held half of it in his mouth.
Jiang Qiaoxi lowered his head to glance into the cup, and just then the teacher came in. Jiang Qiaoxi raised his head to look at Lin Qile's back.
He swallowed it with difficulty, then took another sip.
During the afternoon activity time, the girls from the next class came to ask Lin Qile to go to the training together. They changed clothes at the tennis hall, warmed up, and then ran to the auditorium together.
Jiang Qiaoxi would always stand on the corridor on the second floor of the Little White Building. Every time Lin Qile passed by this road, he could see him as soon as he turned around.
Sometimes he reads books alone, and sometimes he explains questions to his junior high school classmates in the competition class.
The girl who was traveling with me put her hands to her mouth and shouted, "Jiang Qiaoxi!"
Jiang Qiaoxi raised his head and saw the door of the auditorium was hastily closed in front of him.
Lin Qile picked up the black water cup on the table and found another sticky note stuck to the bottom of the cup.
"I won't be coming to school recently. The cup will be kept here for two days."
Lin Qile was stunned. She tore off the paper and found another one underneath.
"Cherry, are you still mad at me?"
Huang Zhanjie sat in his seat, looking at Lin Qile standing stupidly beside him, his backpack strap almost slipping to his elbow, and his backpack hanging behind his buttocks.
"Lin Qile, why don't you go get some water?" he asked.
Lin Qile suddenly said, "You always ask me to answer the phone, why can't you answer it yourself?"
Huang Zhanjie was confused: "I, I, I can answer it myself! Do you want me to help you?"
Huang Zhanjie is gone.
Lin Qile sat down in her seat and read the word "cherry" written by Jiang Qiaoxi several times.
She pursed her lips and peeled off the note.
At this time, she found another line written on the back.
"If you're not angry anymore, can I call you at 10 p.m.?"