Haishi No. 1 Middle School is a high school that focuses on diversity. The school not only has special classes, but also has many regular competitions every year.
This year, the second year of senior high school is going to launch an English speech contest. Each class has two registration places, and the class where the first place is located will add 20 points to the final class evaluation.
The head teacher Lin Yue announced the news in class, and said that interested students can ask Cheng Chu to sign up after class.
But the students lacked interest in the competition, and no one came to sign up until after school at noon.
The sea market in December is already a cold winter, and the plane trees outside the classroom are already bare, adding a little bleakness.
When Cheng Chu arrived in the classroom in the afternoon, there were already a few people in the class.
The girl sitting in front of Cheng Chu looked around, turned to her and said, "Cheng Chu, I want to sign up for an English speech."
"Well, good." Cheng Chu nodded, took out the registration form and added her name.
The girl's name was Song Xinyu, she was at the same table as Lin Ruo, and she was also a member of their small group.
Cheng Chu was not familiar with them and did not want to talk to them more. After adding Song Xinyu's name, he silently bowed his head to preview his afternoon homework.
But Song Xinyu didn't turn his head.
"Do you have anything else to do?" Cheng Chu asked.
Song Xinyu shook his head, nodded hesitantly after a while, and whispered, "Well, I want to ask you, who else has signed up besides me?"
Cheng Chu looked at the empty registration form: "No, you are the only one."
The corners of Song Xinyu's mouth twitched slightly, and there was a hint of joy on her flat face: "Well, thank you."
Seeing her turn her head, Cheng Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The speech contest is next week, and the manuscript needs to be written by myself and then sent to the teacher for revision, so the time is a little tight.
After school that day, Cheng Chu was called to the office by the head teacher Lin Yue.
"Our class is only signing up?" Lin Yue frowned as she looked at the empty registration form.
She wears oval black-rimmed glasses, her black hair is always meticulously combed, and she frowns terribly.
Cheng Chu was a little terrified of her, but nodded silently.
"What's the matter?" Lin Yue pursed her thin lips: "There are two people in each class, or you should go with this one."
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Cheng Chu was shocked, and subconsciously refused: "Teacher, I can't do it, I will be nervous with so many people, why don't you find someone else."
She really has no interest in speaking in English, and she has to practice and study the piano every day, so there is not enough time to think about it.
At this time in the last life, she had returned to the key class, and the classmates there were very enthusiastic about this competition, so she was not needed at all.
It was time for school, and most of the teachers in the office had already left. Lin Yue flexed her fingers and tapped on the desk heavily.
"I used to play the piano in front of the whole school, and I didn't see you nervous." Lin Yue said calmly: "The class needs you just when, and I made you a class representative, so you should go to this competition."
Cheng Chu looked at Lin Yue's serious face, clenched his fingers secretly, just opened his mouth to argue, but was blocked back.
"Okay, that's the decision. You and Song Xinyu have written the draft before Thursday, and hand it over to me for revision. After I finish it, you can practice hard on the weekend."
"It's not too early, let's go back." Lin Yue said.
Cheng Chu knew that there was no room for refutation, so he could only resign and nodded.
The next day, Cheng Chu told Song Xinyu the deadline for writing the manuscript, but her expression was very strange.
The girl stared at her, her eyes aggrieved and resentful: "Didn't you say that I am the only one to sign up?"
Only then did Cheng Chu understand, and she explained: "It's true that you are the only one, so there is a shortage of places, and Teacher Lin asked me to be the top."
Song Xinyu didn't say a word. Those big, moving eyes glared at her, and then turned back aggrievedly, leaving a whisper, "Whatever you say."
Cheng Chu was a little puzzled. Who should show this pitiful image of being bullied by her? This is the truth.
The classroom in winter was gloomy and cold, but Cheng Chu felt an inexplicable fire in her heart. She took a few deep breaths, looked down at the textbook, and suppressed her anxiety.
The surroundings were quiet and quiet, with only a slight sound of flipping books.
"Ignore her."
Cheng Chu raised his eyes in surprise.
In the winter sun, Gu Miao's dark eyes also glowed a little brightly.
He seemed ashamed of the girl's direct gaze, lowered his eyes as if to escape, clasped his hands, and said, "You, don't mind."
The anxiety in Cheng Chu's heart dissipated, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her clear voice was full of joy: "Well, I know."
The girl's voice was clear and pleasant, and the base of Gu Miao's ears unconsciously turned red.
He nodded in a panic, then turned to look at the textbook on his desk.
But a few minutes passed without turning a page.
After getting along for so many days, Cheng Chu already knew that the future boss is now a boy who is easily shy and stutters from time to time.
Usually when I talk to her for a few words, I can't help but redden my ears, and I don't know where to put my hands and feet in a panic.
Cheng Chu turned her head and stopped teasing him. She was afraid that his face would burn if she talked too much.
In the past two days, Cheng Chu has been very busy, not only writing speeches, but also practicing piano.
It was only after she handed in the manuscript that she realized that the atmosphere in the class was vaguely wrong.
The people who love to approach her on weekdays are gone, and the people who always pull her to the toilet with her are gone.
Cheng Chu didn't care at all, but when she went to fill the water after class, several girls in front of her became quiet when they saw her coming. One of them even glanced at her quietly, and said Whisper softly.
Like that, as if she was afraid that Cheng Chu wouldn't know that they spoke ill of her.
Back in the class, Cheng Chu turned around and asked Luo Qianxi, "Has there been any gossip about me in the class recently?"
"Ah?" Rosie's eyes were flickering, but she didn't dare to look at her.
It seems so, Cheng Chu asked Zhou Ran again: "Do you know?"
Zhou Ran laughed a little embarrassedly: "How do I know about your girls."
Gu Miao turned her back to them, her fingers stiffened, and she pricked up her ears calmly.
He has always been excluded. It turned out that only Cheng Chu was willing to approach him, but recently there have been Zhou Ran and Luo Qianxi.
So as long as the three of them don't talk, he knows almost nothing about the gossip in the class.
It was the end of get out of class, and there was some noise in the class. Cheng Chusu lowered his face and said, "You know it, then tell me. I can't do my own business. I don't even know it myself."
"Cough." Rosie coughed, looked at Cheng Chufan's cold peach eyes, and said cautiously, "Chuchu, we both don't believe what others say."
"That's right." Zhou Ran nodded, "You know that the small group of Song Xinyu and Lin Luo always likes to isolate themselves and find trouble."
Cheng Chu nodded: "So Song Xinyu and Lin Luo are talking bad about me?"
They had rejected Lin Luo's question before, but now they have offended Song Xinyu again. It's no wonder they didn't speak ill of her.
The seat in front was empty, and the two people who isolated her had gone somewhere.
Cheng Chu sighed, looked at the dead branches without leaves outside the window, and said nothing.
When she turned around again, she found that Gu Miao, who was sitting next to her, didn't know where she went.
The cold wind is howling in winter, and there are not many people in the corridor. Most of the students choose to stay in the classroom after class.
Gu Miao held the plastic water bottle in her hand, and her dark eyes were as cold as the howling wind in winter.
He walked through the corridor and saw the backs of Lin Luo and Song Xinyu.
The two girls are not too tall, and their school uniforms are wearing padded jackets, which look a bit bloated.
The two of them stood back and forth, Song Xinyu resting his head on Lin Luo's shoulder and talking happily.
Gu Miao felt that their smiles were a bit dazzling, he approached quietly and listened to the conversation between the two.
"I don't think anyone has spoken to her today except Rosie."
"She deserves it, who called her such a bitch, even though she signed up herself and lied to you that she didn't."
"Hey, maybe she was really added by the teacher?"
"You also believe this? Yuyu, you are really too naive."
Song Xinyu frowned, blinked her watery eyes, and whispered, "But, her grades are better than mine, so she should win this competition."
Lin Luo unscrewed the lid, put the kettle under the warm water faucet, and said without looking back, "She just got good grades in the exam, and we don't take the oral exam in the exam. I heard it from you last time and thought it was pretty good. stronger than her."
"Really?" Song Xinyu asked in surprise.
"Of course, how proud she is to see after the game." Lin Luo turned off the water tap, and just as he was about to close the lid, he was hit hard on the shoulder.
The kettle in his hand flew out immediately, and the warm water splashed onto Song Xinyu's jacket.
"Ah." Song Xinyu screamed in fright.
Lin Luo was also splashed with water. She raised her eyes angrily and was about to curse, when she saw Gu Miao looking at her coldly.
In the severe winter, the bottomless eyes of the young man were even colder than the north wind, like a icy poisonous snake, indifferent and gloomy.
When looking at the two of them, it was like looking at the dirty garbage on the ground.
Lin Luo's swear words that had already reached her mouth suddenly choked up, she had never seen such a terrifying Gu Miao before.
The silent teenager in my memory always sat in the corner of the class, and even if he was mocked by a few boys, he didn't react at all.
This was the first time she had seen such a terrifying him.
He was more frightening than the gloomy he was on weekdays, as if the evil ghosts crawling out of hell could wipe out their burning corpses with just a flick of a finger.
The cold wind in the winter was howling, and the warm water in Lin Luo's hands was already cold, and she shivered from the cold.
Frightened by Gu Miao's eyes, Song Xinyu tugged at Lin Luo's hand and whispered, "Let's go quickly, don't worry about it."
Lin Luo held on to his momentum, glared at Gu Miao, and was dragged away by Song Xinyu.
Lin Luo was still a little scared until she was sitting in the classroom, she thought of Gu Miao's last look.
Gloomy and vicious, like a slimy poisonous snake spitting out snake letters.
It seems to be warning her that next time he will hear it, it will be more than just warm water.
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