I'm looking for Xie Ruan!
Find Xie Ruan!
Thanks Ruan!
Shocked my mom!
What on earth did Xie Ruan have to deserve Bo Jin to come to him in person? !
The students in Class 11 all turned their heads to look at Xie Ruan, their eyes so hot that they almost burned a hole in him.
Their gazes were too obvious, and since Xie Ruan was standing, Bo Jin quickly locked onto his position and waved at him: "Come here."
He came so suddenly and his appearance was so shocking that Xie Ruan was still a little slow to react. After three seconds of hesitation, he let go of Li Mingliang and walked out of the classroom under the gaze of the whole class.
After Xie Ruan left, the class immediately started talking.
“What the hell, what the hell, what’s going on? What’s going on between Xie Ruan and Bo Jin?!”
"Oh my god! Am I dreaming? God Bo is here to find Xie Ruan?! Ahhh!"
"Fuck, first Shen Xingyun and then Bo Shen, please ask Xie Ruan to publish a book! I'll order ten copies first!!!"
"Oh my god, how are these two people connected? I've never seen them interacting with each other. Did something happen that we don't know about?!"
"I don't even want to float in green water with my white hair, I only respect Xie Ruan!!"
"I will never say Xie Ruan is fanciful again, Brother Xie, you are just a jerk! It's because common people like me are too ignorant... "
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The tightly closed wooden door separates the inside and outside of the classroom into two worlds.
In the corridor, Xie Ruan looked at Bo Jin suspiciously: "What's the matter?"
He went over the few interactions between the two of them in his mind several times, but still couldn't figure out why Bo Jin was looking for him.
Bo Jin didn't say anything, but took out a tube of ointment from his pocket and threw it to him.
"What is this?" Xie Ruan was puzzled and lowered his head to read the words on the tube, "Burn and scald ointment... Why are you giving me this?"
Bo Jin looked at him with some surprise: "Does your hand not hurt anymore?"
Xie Ruan was stunned for a moment, then spread out his hands, revealing a red burn on the palm of his hand, which was caused by holding Bo Jin's cigarette butt that was not completely extinguished.
He had discovered it a long time ago, but he didn't take it seriously at all. He thought it would get better slowly if he just left it alone.
I didn't expect that Bo Jin would come to bring him medicine.
He had a conscience. Xie Ruan's lips curved up, but she immediately suppressed them after she realized what was happening. She cursed herself in her heart for being useless and being so happy about such a small thing.
He coughed lightly and said to Bo Jin: "Thank you. I'll buy you some milk tea."
"No, it's my duty."
"Yes," Xie Ruan frowned, "I won't take advantage of you."
Bo Jin saw that he was obviously very happy but was trying hard to hold it back. Somehow, he suddenly wanted to bully him.
"Go ahead," he leaned against the windowsill in the corridor, his eyes passed over the corner of Xie Ruan's lips, and he said with a smile, "Just take responsibility after you take it."
Xie Ruan was stunned for a moment before realizing that she was being teased. Holding the ointment in her hand, she said angrily, "You want to die!"
"Pfft," Bo Jin finally couldn't help laughing, "I was just kidding. No need for milk tea, I don't like it." Besides, Xie Ruan got this injury for him, isn't it right for him to send her some medicine? What's wrong with accepting a thank-you gift from her
He looked down at the time and said to Xie Ruan, "It's almost time for class. Go back. I'm leaving."
"Hey, wait a minute!" Xie Ruan wanted to hold him back, but he was a little slow to react, and Bo Jin was tall and had long legs, so he walked some distance away in an instant.
Hearing the shouting behind him, he didn't stop. He just waved to Xie Ruan casually and continued walking forward.
Xie Ruan didn't like owing favors to others. When he was thinking about how to repay him, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.
Xie Ruan took it out and clicked on it—
Bo: Share the link "Tsundere is a state of mind that makes people more lovable".
Xie Ruan gritted his teeth and almost crushed the phone in his hand.
Who the hell is arrogant! Mature and steady, not showing emotions, do you understand
As soon as Xie Ruan returned to the classroom, Song Xinghe stopped her and started talking: "Why did God Bo come to you? If you confess, you will be treated leniently, but if you resist, you will be treated severely. Do you two have some unclear and special relationship?"
Xie Ruan glanced at the people around him who were listening attentively, frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
Song Xinghe moved his butt anxiously: "If you don't want me to talk nonsense, then explain it to me."
"Nothing, I just helped him a little and he came to thank me."
"Have you helped Bo Shen?" Song Xinghe suddenly opened his eyes wide, and after a while, he put his chin on his shoulder and slowly exhaled, "Brother, how many surprises do you have that I don't know about?"
Xie Ruan glanced at him with the corner of his eye: "That's a lot."
Even though he had been classmates with Xie Ruan for a year and was used to seeing his face, Song Xinghe was still a little stunned. He held his pounding heart and calmed it for a few seconds before saying, "So the question is, what did you help Bo Shen with?"
Xie Ruan asked him: "Do you want to know?"
Song Xinghe nodded frantically.
Xie Ruan: "Then think about it."
It would be fine if he accidentally caught Bo Jin smoking, but if he told anyone about it, what kind of person would he become
Song Xinghe: “…”
Damn, this friend can’t be helped!
He was really curious, but Xie Ruan was very tight-lipped and refused to speak no matter how he asked. In addition, the teacher came to teach, so Song Xinghe had no choice but to give up.
Xie Ruan waited for the whole afternoon, but there was no news about the class transfer. He had no choice but to suppress the confusion in his heart and calm down to listen to the class.
As a result, I realized that apart from Chinese, he knew basically nothing about other subjects.
Xie Ruan had good grades in junior high school. Although he was not outstanding, he was at least in the upper middle level. However, after entering high school, he was forced to become a tool. All his energy was put into pursuing Shen Xingyun, and he didn't spend any time on studying.
Now, let alone keeping up with the teacher's progress, even if he is asked to take an open-book test, he cannot find the knowledge points.
Xie Ruan recalled and found sadly that even Shen Xingyun's grades were better than his.
This won't do. If nothing else, at least his grades must improve. He remembered that in the original book, Shen Xingyun was admitted to a good university. Although he didn't go there and went abroad with Ye Haiqiong after the college entrance examination, his scores were there.
His predecessor, who only scored over 300 points in the exam, was dug out and used as a control group.
It was too tragic, he couldn't afford to lose this person.
Xie Ruan let out a sigh of relief and picked up the math book from the bookshelf.
Five minutes later, Xie Ruan closed the book expressionlessly and cursed in his heart. What the hell is this? How come I can't understand it at all
It’s definitely not his problem. He scored 100 points in exams when he was in elementary school!
Is it because I didn’t learn it in my first year of high school
Xie Ruan suddenly realized that this must be the case. His freshman year in high school was equivalent to a whole year of blankness. If he wanted to improve his grades, he couldn't just start from the second year of high school. He had to catch up on the knowledge he had learned in the first year of high school.
After figuring it out, Xie Ruan was no longer worried. He memorized two ancient Chinese texts in the afternoon, and that night he went home and started looking through boxes and drawers for his first-year high school textbooks.
"What are you doing?" Song Xinghe came out of the shower and saw him with his butt sticking out, his whole body almost arched under the bed. He couldn't help but ask with a smile.
The dormitory conditions at Sega High School are good. All dormitories are four-person rooms with private bathrooms and air conditioning.
Xie Ruan's dormitory was originally full, but one of his roommates transferred out shortly after school started, and the other took a long vacation to treat an illness, so now there are only him and Song Xinghe left in 509.
"Looking for books for the first year of high school." Xie Ruan's muffled voice came from under the bed.
Song Xinghe had seen his condition this afternoon, but he was not too surprised. He squatted down, flipped through the pile of books that Xie Ruan had found, and asked, "Do you have all the textbooks? You didn't use mine."
"No need," Xie Ruan came out with a few brand new copies of "Tianli Thirty-Eight Sets" and dusted off his hands, "We found them all."
"Okay then," Song Xinghe sat back on the bed, took out his phone and plugged it into the charger, "I'm playing games, let me know if I need help."
Xie Ruan gave him an OK gesture and lowered his head to continue organizing his textbooks.
These books had been placed under the bed for a long time, and the pages were covered with dust. They could not be used without cleaning them up. Xie Ruan wiped them one by one with a rag and stuffed them into his schoolbag.
After finishing all this, the lights in the dormitory were almost turned off. Xie Ruan took a quick shower and went to bed before the dormitory inspection teacher came.
Too many things happened that day, and Xie Ruan was too deeply affected by the book in his mind. He tossed and turned for half the night before he could barely fall asleep.
When he woke up the next day, Song Xinghe had already left. Xie Ruan seemed to hear him say that he had to go on duty early.
Xie Ruan sat on the bed in a daze for a while, and tidied up his house in a hurry. It was not until he finished washing up that he woke up a little. He put on his schoolbag, locked the door, and went to the cafeteria to eat breakfast.
It was the peak time for lunch, and there was a long line in front of each window. Xie Ruan came at the right time. If he had come a little later, he would have been too late to go to the morning self-study after lunch.
If it were any other school, students could take food home to eat in the classroom. But Sega High School had many rules and did not allow students to eat in the classroom. If caught, they would be deducted two points.
Xie Ruan didn’t care about these things before, but now is the time for him to change classes, and he doesn’t want to cause any trouble, so he honestly finds a relatively short queue to queue in.
While waiting, Xie Ruan was bored and looked around.
When he came to the cafeteria in the past, he either got food for Shen Xingyun or for Shen Xingyun and his friends. Every time he did so, he was worried about how to carry so many things. He was nowhere near as leisurely as he is now.
It’s better to break up, whatever you want will happen.
Although breakfast was relatively simple, there were too many people in front of them. Three minutes later, Xie Ruan was still at the end of the line. He looked down at the time, feeling anxious. He leaned his head out to see how many people were in front of him, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Bo Jin coming in from the door.
He was wearing the uniform of Sega High School. He was tall, had long legs and outstanding temperament. Even if he was standing in a crowded crowd, he could be noticed at a glance. Because he had just woken up, his eyebrows were still a little sluggish, which made him look more lazy and more attractive. Seeing this, the girls around him blushed quietly.
Perhaps because the line was too long, Bo Jin did not move forward. He just looked around and prepared to leave. Xie Ruan thought about it and called him: "Bo Jin!"
If nothing else, he is a man who knows how to repay kindness. Since Bo Jin doesn't like milk tea, I'll just make him breakfast.
Bo Jin looked over in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Xie Ruan. He immediately smiled and walked over to ask, "You got up so early?"
"No, I just got here not long ago," Xie Ruan walked out of the team and gave his seat to Bo Jin, "You come here."
"No need," Bo Jin didn't move, obviously not intending to cut in line, "You go ahead and queue up, I'll go to the supermarket and buy a sandwich later."
There are so many people in the cafeteria, so there must be a lot of people in the supermarket. It’s not certain whether you can buy anything there.
"I didn't ask you to cut in line," Xie Ruan thought to himself that this person was quite principled, and pulled up the bag strap that had slipped down, "There's nothing I want to eat here, and I was planning to leave anyway, you came just in time."
After saying that, he pushed Bo Jin into the team and was about to leave.
Just as he was about to take a step, fate grabbed him by the collar again.
Xie Ruan turned around with a bad expression: "Are you still addicted to being arrogant?"
"No, I'm just afraid you'll run away." Bo Jin took his hand back and didn't argue with him over breakfast. He took off his schoolbag and handed it to Xie Ruan, "Go sit in the back and wait for me."
Xie Ruan was inexplicably displeased by his relaxed attitude and didn't want to listen to him. He challenged him, "Why should I wait?"
"You don't have to wait." Bo Jin nodded and agreed, contrary to his usual behavior, and seemed very easy to talk to. However, Xie Ruan's heart was alarmed, and she had a hunch that he must have a conspiracy.
Sure enough, the next second, Bo Jin said, "Then I can only go to your class to find you, and by the way, help your classmates explain how we met."
Xie Ruan: “…”
You are so cruel!
Just wait, does he need that little time? !
Xie Ruan stretched out his hand angrily: "Give me the schoolbag!"
Bo Jin ordered a large portion of fried rice, a serving of cold kelp salad, two sauce-flavored pancakes, two cups of soy milk, and two boiled eggs. He walked out of the crowd with the plate in his hand and immediately saw Xie Ruan standing by the table playing with his cell phone.
He walked over and put the plate on the table: "Why don't you sit down?"
"Isn't this because I'm afraid you won't be able to see me?" Xie Ruan sat opposite him and put away his phone. "Do you have something to talk to me about?"
Bo Jin took a spoon from the plate and handed it to Xie Ruan. Instead of answering, he asked, "Do you have mysophobia?"
The topic changed so suddenly that Xie Ruan was stunned for a moment before saying, "No."
"That's good," Bo Jin pushed the plate between the two of them, "Let's eat together."
Is this possible
Xie Ruan was a little slow to react for a moment and held the spoon without moving.
Bo Jin took an egg and cracked it on the table. His long, beautiful fingers were flexible and powerful, and he peeled the eggshell in the blink of an eye: "What are you standing there for?" He put the egg in the small grid of the plate and looked at Xie Ruan, "Not to your liking?"
"No." It was the first time for Xie Ruan to eat from the same plate with others, and he felt like he didn't know where to start. Seeing Bo Jin scoop a spoonful of rice naturally, he shook the spoon in his hand, "Then I'll eat it?"
"What else?" Bo Jin raised his eyebrows, looked Xie Ruan up and down, and suddenly smiled, "You still want me to feed you?"
"That's right," Bo Jin nodded, "My hand was just injured, so it's hard for me to hold the spoon. I need someone to feed me."
He pretended to roll up his sleeves, looked at Xie Ruan with interest, and said maliciously, "How do you feed someone? Do you have to sit in my arms first?"
"Cough cough cough." Xie Ruan choked suddenly.
Bo Jin saw him holding onto the table, coughing until his face turned red. He curled his lips and laughed wildly.