The next Friday, the second social class in the evening will be held in a small classroom in the large teaching building.
Xia Yunian arrived ten minutes early, and he was the last one. The other newcomers were very active. They all sat in the two rows in front, and some of them were already familiar, talking and laughing together.
Xia Yunian walked to the back row and sat down. Just as he put down his schoolbag, the girl sitting in front of him turned around and greeted him: "Senior Xia, why did you hide behind alone? There is still room in front."
It was Wei Xinyou who exchanged WeChat with him last week and pulled him into the group. Xia Yunian whispered, "I'll just sit here, it's okay."
Wei Xinyou smiled, and handed him the registration form: "Sign your name."
Xia Yunian picked up the pen.
The lecturer tonight is Zhang Sheng, the vice president. All the new members have arrived, and some old members have also come, but Fu Shicheng is not there.
Before the class officially started, Zhang Sheng was debugging the courseware she made on the podium, while others were still chatting, and a bold girl asked directly: "Is the president not coming today?" On the stage, Zhang Sheng laughed and said: "You How many people are here for Fu Shicheng? During the previous interview, everyone was good at pretending?" The audience burst into laughter, and several girls blushed.
A boy among the old members gave them an idea: "There may be a WeChat account of the president in the group, if you want to get close to him, just add him."
The girl who asked the question just now was disappointed and said: "Add it, he didn't pass."
Someone followed suit.
Zhang Sheng interrupted them: "Okay, don't worry about Fu Shicheng so much, let's go to class."
Xia Yunian had finished signing, and returned the sign-in form to Wei Xinyou in the front seat.
When he opened the notebook, he thought that Fu Shicheng had lied to him when he said that everyone had added WeChat.
Fu Shicheng came over half an hour later, came in through the back door, walked up and sat down directly next to Xia Yunian.
Someone in front looked back at him, Zhang Sheng tapped on the blackboard to signal everyone to listen to her carefully.
Xia Yunian didn't look sideways, and continued to copy notes.
Fu Shicheng didn't bother him, and took out his professional book.
At 8:30, the social class ended, and the rest left in twos and threes. Xia Yunian was still sorting out his notes. Zhang Sheng lectured very quickly, and he only memorized some parts, not very clear.
Fu Shicheng suddenly reached out and took his notebook.
Xia Yunian was taken aback for a moment, and Fu Shicheng had already picked up a pen to help him fill in the blank space in his notes.
There was no one left in the classroom, only they and Zhang Sheng who had just finished packing on the podium were left.
Zhang Sheng walked over, knocked on Fu Shicheng's desk casually, glanced at his professional books, and then landed on the notebook he was helping Xia Yu to read, smiling meaningfully: "The chief executive came here specially, I You thought you came to listen to my lectures, but you came here to study by yourself, and to supplement notes for the elementary school students?" Fu Shicheng ignored her and focused on writing notes.
Xia Yunian was a little embarrassed, Zhang Sheng smiled and pouted at him: "Primary school boy, if you don't understand, you can ask me directly, am I not more talkative than President Bingshan?" Fu Shicheng finally raised his head, his eyebrows frowned slightly.
Zhang Sheng had had enough teasing, so he left in a sensible manner, leaving only the two of them in the classroom.
Xia Yunian said in a low voice, "Senior, I'll clean it up myself, so I don't need to bother you."
Fu Shicheng turned to look at him, but said nothing.
Xia Yu read: "My notebook."
They stared at each other silently for a few seconds, but Fu Shicheng refused to return him, so his eyes fell back and he continued to write the following.
Twenty minutes later, Xia Yunian finally got back his notebook. Fu Shicheng added more details for him than what Zhang Sheng had said. Also, Fu Shicheng's handwriting was beautiful and powerful, just like the printed ones. .
"Thank you, senior."
Xia Yu wanted to thank him.
"I'm sorry about last week."
Fu Shicheng said.
It took Xia Yu two seconds to remember that Fu Shizheng was talking about what happened after watching the drama last week, and the WeChat chat history between him and Fu Shizheng was still in last week when Fu Shizheng apologized to him after he left, he said The phrase "It doesn't matter", this week he and Fu Shizheng have sent dozens of hundreds of messages back and forth on Secret every day, if Fu Shizheng hadn't mentioned this suddenly, he would have almost forgotten his relationship with the senior himself , In fact, it's not embarrassing.
"You've already apologized," Xia Yunian said indifferently, "You said you had something to do so you left first, it's okay."
"I had a bad tone at the time, so don't take it to heart."
Fu Shicheng didn't say anything more, Xia Yunian reckoned that his apology like this was already at his limit, Xia Yunian wanted to laugh a little bit, but didn't show it on his face, nodded, moved a position to the side, and took the Homework out to write.
Fu Shizheng didn't leave either, and continued to read professional books, and the two of them read their homework separately with an empty seat.
Xia Yunian was a little absent-minded, and Fu Shicheng was sitting beside him. He couldn't concentrate, so he simply took out his phone and harassed the people around him on Secret.
Xia Yunian: "Tomorrow Saturday, what is Mr. Fomero planning to do?" Fu Shizheng caught a glimpse of Xia Yunian beside him staring at his phone with his head lowered, and replied, "Go home."
Xia Yunian recalled what Fu Shizheng said earlier about his father's admission to the hospital, and asked him, "Is Uncle recovered?" "It's fine."
Fu Shicheng didn't really want to talk about this.
Xia Yunian: "I just finished my social class, so I stayed in the classroom for self-study, and the president is also here."
Fu Shicheng: "Yes."
Xia Yunian: "Don't you ask him what he's doing here? He's so weird."
Fu Shicheng: "What's so strange?" Xia Yunian: "Last week he added me on WeChat, I asked him why he added it, and he said that everyone had added it, but today several new girls who joined the club said they wanted to add him. What do you mean he didn't pass?" Fu Shicheng was speechless.
Fu Shicheng: "What do you think he means?" Xia Yunian: "I don't know."
Xia Yunian: "If I am more narcissistic, I will feel that he is secretly in love with me."
Fu Shicheng: "Aren't you narcissistic enough?" Xia Yunian: "I dare not think about it."
Fu Shicheng was silent, and glanced at the people around him.
Xia Yunian seemed to be aware of it, and met his eyes: "Senior, what's the matter?" Fu Shicheng: "...it's nothing."
He replied again: "Don't mention others in front of me."
Fu Shicheng: "I don't want to hear you keep talking about your president."
Xia Yunian: "Okay."
Xia Yunian: "If you don't mention it, don't mention it, don't be unhappy."
Fu Shicheng: "No."
Obviously there is.
Xia Yunian accepted it as soon as she was ready, stopped teasing Fu Shicheng, put down her phone and continued to do her homework.
However, Fu Shicheng was disturbed by him, and he didn't want to read the book. He regretted that he had nothing to do, so he came here to accompany Xia Yu in class and self-study.
But he didn't leave, he read the book casually, and it took him a long time to turn a page.
Xia Yunian took out a few candies from her schoolbag, peeled off one and put it in her mouth, then handed another one to Fu Shicheng: "Senior, do you want some candies?" Zhou himself sent Halloween candy.
"How many words can you write in one night while playing with your phone and eating?" Fu Shizheng asked.
Xia Yunian thought that he didn't want to eat it, so she muttered, "Forget it if you don't eat it", took the candy back and ate it by herself, flattened the peeled candy wrapper, and put it away carefully.
The air was filled with the sweet and greasy aroma of candy, Fu Shicheng hesitated to speak.
"Actually, I don't really like sweets," Xia Yunian said suddenly, turning her head and smiling at Fu Shizheng, "It was given to me by someone else, he thought I like sweets, but in fact I only drink a cup of milk tea once in a while. I don’t even eat sugar, I’ve eaten this box of candy for almost a week, and there’s still half of it.”
Fu Shicheng: "..." Xia Yunian seemed to say casually, "Am I too noisy, disturbing the senior?" Fu Shicheng looked away: "No."
The number of people in the classroom gradually increased. First, one or two saw that the classroom was empty and came in. Later, there were more and more people. Fu Shizheng packed up his things and signaled Xia Yunian, "Let's go."
Xia Yu hadn't finished her homework yet, she looked at Fu Shicheng without saying anything, packed her schoolbag, got up and left with him.
After leaving the door, Xia Yunian asked him in a low voice: "Senior, did you go to the fifth floor for self-study where no one was there last time, because you don't like being surrounded by people?" Fu Shicheng is a celebrity on campus. Unintentionally, he will look at him a few more times, which is really disturbing.
"You went to the fifth floor too."
Fu Shicheng said.
"I'm used to studying alone, and I can't calm down and feel uncomfortable when someone is around me."
Xia Yu read the truth.
They stopped on the covered bridge between the two teaching buildings, and Fu Shizheng turned to look at Xia Yunian: "So you just kept playing with your phone and eating because I made you uncomfortable sitting next to you?" "No Ah," Xia Yunian said slowly, "it's okay to be the senior alone."
Fu Shicheng's expression seemed to be a little more cheerful: "Are you still studying by yourself?" Xia Yu nodded, "I haven't finished my homework yet."
"Let's go to the fifth floor."
Fu Shicheng said.
Xia Yunian's eyes flickered: "Senior, don't you think I'm noisy?" Fu Shizheng calmly repeated his words: "It's just you, it's okay."
Xia Yu smiled.
Just as he was about to leave, someone behind him suddenly called Fu Shicheng: "Great God!" The two turned their heads at the same time, and Lu Weize trotted over. Seeing Fu Shicheng and Xia Yunian together, he looked surprised and asked them, "Why are you both here?" ?” Fu Shicheng frowned imperceptibly, and said, “I just finished my social studies.”
Lu Weize didn't think much about it. In fact, he saw Fu Shicheng just now. Xia Yunian was standing in the backlight. He only saw Fu Shicheng talking intimately with someone. He thought he had finally broken Fu Shicheng's good deed. Only then did I realize that the other person was Xia Yunian.
Lu Weize didn't take the ephemeral feeling of weirdness to heart, but was very happy to see the two of them: "Today is Friday, don't work so hard, don't study by yourself, let's go, let's have supper."
Fu Shicheng frowned even tighter, and Lu Weize quickly said next to him: "Brother, help me."
Fu Shicheng kept a cold face and said nothing, Lu Weize didn't notice the low air pressure around him at all, and asked Xia Yunian with a smile: "Shall we go to eat barbecue? I treat you, if you don't sell me face, you also sell your president's face, right?" .”
Xia Yunian's gaze turned to Fu Shizheng, eyes met, and he said, "Okay."