After English class on Sunday morning, Tao Xi lightly poked the arm of Lin Qinhe who was playing matchmaking.
Lin Qinhe continued to touch the screen in his hand, without turning his head, his voice was cold: "What's the matter?"
"I'm going to fetch water, do you need to bring it for you?" Tao Xi looked at the black water glass with only half a glass of water left on Lin Qinhe's table.
"Need not."
Tao Xi said "oh", instead of fetching water, he took out another crumpled poster of the art club, as if he had obtained the results of the college entrance examination and discussed with his parents which university to apply for, blinked his eyes and whispered: " I plan to go to the newspaper art club today."
Because Lin Qinhe told him last week that he could join the art club, he wanted to let Lin Qinhe know that he listened to him very much.
But Lin Qinhe's voice was still cold: "What's the matter with me?"
Tao Xi said "Oh" again, put away the poster and consciously shut up.
Since he met Lin Qinhe at the door of the milk tea shop that day, he tried hard to talk to Lin Qinhe actively, and he diligently asked Lin Qinhe if he needed help to fetch water every morning.
But Lin Qinhe is always ignoring answers like he is now, he has never even touched Lin Qinhe's water glass.
Could it be that Lin Qinhe was afraid that he would be poisoned in the water
Tao Xi self-examined for a long time, but couldn't figure out what he did that day, how could Lin Qinhe be like this.
But the moon is cloudy and sunny, and Lin Qinhe is intermittently cloudy and sunny, and lacks personality, which is also normal.
Tao Xi told himself this.
After the last class, the students in the class collected their schoolbags and ran out. Tao Xi saw Lin Qinhe and Yang Duole go out with the sheet music. After hesitating in the classroom, he ran to Qiushi Building.
He took the poster, followed the address for a while and finally found the large studio of the art club on the second floor. There were about 30 people in it, most of them were girls, who were already drawing on the drawing board.
Obviously painting is his rare specialty, but Tao Xi was still nervous when he entered, always feeling as if he had intruded into someone else's territory.
He was looking for the person in charge of the club, but the enemy met two "acquaintances".
"Tao Xi, are you coming to the art club too? Are you here to find Xinyun?" Zhang Mengtong held a paintbrush and gave Jiang Xinyun a look with a smile while speaking.
Jiang Xinyun was still around her pink apron, looked up at Tao Xi, and glared at Zhang Mengtong again, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.
Tao Xi couldn't help but admire these two people. He felt that he was someone who knew how to act, and he didn't think about anyone else.
If I hadn't heard their conversations in the milk tea shop, I would have felt that they were very friendly to me now.
He smiled lightly and said, "I heard Lin Qinhe say it's good here, so I came over to have a look, but I'm not interested anymore."
After speaking, he turned around and left, not seeing the very ugly faces of the two people behind him.
Tao Xi is no longer going to join the art club, and has given himself plenty of reasons. He doesn't want to spend money on painting tools.
As a result, just a few steps out of the door, a tall girl stopped him: "Don't go, Tao Xuedi, if you leave, our society is short of talent."
Tao Xi was stunned, the girl in front of him was tall, only a little shorter than him, with long curly hair tied with a purple ribbon, bright eyes full of smiles, and continued: "I'm from the art club. President Qiao Yitang, from the first class of the third grade, I heard that little fat man Pan Yan said about you, and was waiting for you to come to our club."
Tao Xi was a little puzzled, but he never told Pan Yan that he wanted to join the art club, so he nodded and said, "Hello, senior, but I don't really want to join the club."
"Why?"? Qiao Yitang was very puzzled and anxious, "Don't you like to draw?"
Tao Xi felt more and more strange about this person, and said frankly: "I don't have the tools to draw."
"What's the matter? Will the president still send you a set of tools?" Qiao Yitang was slightly relieved when he heard the words, and took Tao Xi nonchalantly into the studio, and the students who were painting inside shouted respectfully to the president. Well, they looked at Tao Xi in astonishment, only Jiang Xinyun and Zhang Mengtong had complex expressions on their faces.
Qiao Yitang enthusiastically brought a new drawing board and a whole new set of brushes and paints to Tao Xi, and said that it was public in the community, and he would not have any room to refuse.
Tao Xi was pressed to the drawing board like a chicken and started to draw. Qiao Yitang finally let him go, and told a boy to "take good care of Tao Xuedi", and then walked out of the studio with his mobile phone, as if he was going to call someone. Telephone.
The boy introduced himself as Gao Yang, a student of the art class in the second year of high school, and said to Tao Xi enviously, "How do you know our president? She is too enthusiastic for you."
Tao Xi said in her heart that I didn't know either, so she had to say, "Maybe my roommate Pan Yan told her about me."
Gao Yang whispered, "Pan Yan? How can he reach the principal's daughter?"
He thought that Tao Xi was deliberately not telling him, so he felt that this person was very boring, turned around to draw his own, and ignored Tao Xi.
The studio was very quiet, and Tao Xi also began to paint. The brushes and paints that Qiao Yitang gave him were very good. This was the first time he could paint formally like this without rubbing other people's tools.
When he painted seriously, he would devote himself wholeheartedly. He didn't notice that more and more onlookers were standing behind him, and the president Qiao Yitang also surrounded him.
The painting depicts the moon on a snowy night. A round of ice and moon above the snow-capped mountains shrouded by overlapping shoulders burst out with a silvery white cold light. The lines are simple, but under the excellent colors, the snow and moonlight form an inaccessible and solitary beauty.
When Tao Xi closed his pen, he realized that he was being watched again. He saw Qiao Yitang looking at him with burning eyes, as if he was looking at some cherished species.
"Junior, if you tell me that you haven't learned to draw, I won't let you go today." Qiao Yitang threatened in his words, but his tone contained excitement.
The other onlookers immediately looked at Tao Xi nervously. If the newcomer in front of him really hadn't studied, then did they pay by mistake for the painting they've been studying for so many years
Tao Xi nodded calmly and said, "I just draw and play when I'm bored."
"Depend on!"
Draw and play.
A few people couldn't help but scolded in a low voice, secretly resenting whether they paid by mistake. They looked at Tao Xi with sourness and solemnity. They thought that Tao Xi was some kind of relative of the president.
Tao Xi couldn't help laughing. He was really happy pretending to be forced. Lin Qinhe was also happy when he said "there's no need" to read the wrong question.
Qiao Yitang is not surprised. Painting is like music, and maybe a hundred percent of diligence is not as good as someone else's talent. She looked at the painting carefully and couldn't help sighing: "Tao Xi, your style of painting is the same as mine. It's like a painting I've seen before."
Tao Xi was slightly startled, and quickly asked, "Whose is it?" He wondered if it could be his mother Fang Sui
But Qiao Yitang said, "It's a friend of a friend of mine, and it doesn't seem to be his friend." She shook her head, as if she didn't want to expand, "Forget it, my friend is stingy, so I just glanced at it and didn't look at it much. Qing, maybe I remembered it wrong."
Tao Xi was a little disappointed, Fang Sui had been gone for so many years and would not become friends with teenagers.
Gao Yang, who had been painting beside Tao Xi, had long been convinced. He pulled Tao Xi and asked for guidance on his own painting.
Qiao Yitang was in a good mood when she saw the scene in front of her. She turned around to look at other people's paintings, but accidentally saw two girls who had not participated in the onlookers just now looking at the surrounded Tao Xi with complicated eyes.
Qiao Yitang squinted her eyes, still smiling, Shi Shiran walked out of the studio.
The end of the club activities also means that the school has been on vacation. Tao Xi finally got rid of his enthusiasm. After dinner, he returned to the dormitory and found that Pan Yan had not come home, so he asked about Qiao Yitang.
"What? The goddess and I have only said two words in total, saying goodbye to senior and goodbye to senior. How can I introduce other wild men to her?!"
Wild man: "..."
"Did you know that she is Principal Qiao's youngest daughter, an art student, and a student in the first class of the third grade. It's unfair that you know such a goddess so easily!"
Tao Xi thought about it for a while, but still couldn't understand why Qiao Yitang knew him. After going through the events of Jiang Xinyun's girls, he was now very wary of the sudden kindness shown by others.
Forget it, I'll only see it on club days anyway.
Tao Xi went out to school in the afternoon, and finally found a fairly new audiobook with tapes in the big bookstore in the city. After returning, he continued to study in the dormitory until midnight.
The next Monday, he came to the classroom very early as usual, there was still only one Huang Qing in the classroom, he said hello, Huang Qing nodded at him expressionlessly, and continued to look down.
Tao Xi couldn't help but wonder if the top performers didn't speak, then he would rather find a sea witch to exchange his voice for excellent grades.
He also sat down in his seat and started writing the papers, and it didn't take long for some people to enter the classroom.
Suddenly there was some noise in front of him, and he didn't care at first until a girl's voice said, "Could it be that someone in our class is stealing something?"
Tao Xi paused sensitively, but did not look up.
"Xinyun, think about it carefully, did you really drop your headphones from school yesterday?" It was Jin Jing's voice.
"I'm sure, I put the earphones in the drawer before I went to the art club yesterday, and I planned to take it back after I finished painting, but then my mother called me to urge me, so I went straight home." Jiang Xinyun said anxiously, accompanied by The sound of turning the drawer.
"I did see Xinyun put the headphones in the drawer yesterday, and then went to the art club with her." Zhang Mengtong, who was sitting next to Jiang Xinyun, testified.
"Xinyun's earphones are very expensive, right, or is it a birthday present that her father brought her from the United States." Chen Yachun added.
Tao Xi doesn't need to listen anymore, he can basically be sure that this is a case, and he can be sure that the headphones must be in his drawer now.
Wenhua No. 1 Middle School has a free school spirit. In order to protect the privacy of students, no surveillance is installed in the classroom. The cameras used for live broadcast will only be turned on during class, and there is no way to prove it.
To be honest, he has seen this old-fashioned method many times, in junior high school.
The shabby junior high school he studied in Qingshui County was notoriously chaotic. If he didn’t like a person, he would put things in a drawer. The next day, if they were framed, everyone in the class would follow the wind and stand in line to catch the thief. From then on this person will be completely isolated.
He understands that it's because he's been treated like this, but his solution is crude, which is to fight.
If you don't kill yourself, as long as you are cruel enough to others and yourself, those people will be afraid.
Until he obtained the protection of some teachers through his grades, coupled with his notoriety, no one dared to bully him gradually.
But Tao Xi never thought that such a thing would happen in Wenhua No. 1. He thought that everyone was as bright as they appeared, and he didn't understand why Jiang Xinyun hated herself so much.
But he knew that the people from Wenhua No. 1 Middle School couldn't afford to provoke him, nor could he, because no one would protect him.
He wasn't a student here at all, and this big incident would only make him unable to stay at all, and it would also bring shame to Shimizu No. 1 Middle School.
It will even make him get out of Lin Qinhe's world in embarrassment.
Lin Qinhe.
Tao Xi subconsciously glanced aside, but fortunately Lin Qinhe was always late, and he didn't want Lin Qinhe to see it.
"Why don't we search the classroom before class?" Chen Yachun began to propose.
"I don't think it's necessary to search the whole class. After all, there were very few people who stayed in the school after school yesterday, and most of them are not short of headphones." Zhang Mengtong began to take on the show.
In addition to a resident student in a class, who else will stay in the school on Sunday? Who else is so poor that they don't have headphones
The answer is obvious.
"Don't be like this, wouldn't it be embarrassing if there was a misunderstanding in the end?" Jin Jing didn't seem to know what her little sisters were planning, but she thought about it.
"Searching other people's desks is an invasion of privacy!" Huang Qing, who had not spoken, stood up and said, her voice pressing with anger.
"Yo, I forgot, isn't it very likely that the first person to come to the classroom this morning?" Chen Yachun chuckled.
"You!"? Huang Qing is obviously not in the same rank as them.
Tao Xi heard footsteps gradually coming to the back, and soon heard Jiang Xinyun smiling and asking him: "Tao Xi, did you see anyone going to my seat yesterday?"
Tao Xi stopped writing and looked up at Jiang Xinyun. This girl is indeed quite beautiful, but she looked pitiful with malice in her eyes.
"I'm not your deskmate, how would you know?" Tao Xi looked calm, with a sarcastic smile in his eyes.
Jiang Xinyun's face was gloomy for a moment, and Zhang Mengtong, who was on the side, sneered: "But you are the only one in our class who live in the school, and everyone else has gone home."
Jin Jing, who rushed over, glanced at Tao Xi, sighed and hesitated whether to speak. Several other students in the classroom were all in their seats, quietly looking over here, no one made a sound, and some were typing on their mobile phones. It is estimated that it is passing gossip.
"I heard last time that the head teacher gave you a key to the classroom so that you can study on weekends?" Chen Yachun said with a clear hint.
Zhou Qiang did give Tao Xi a key, but Tao Xi usually studies in the dormitory on Sundays and hardly ever uses it.
"Tao Xi, look, this earphone is very important to me, and I really don't want to lose it." Jiang Xinyun frowned slightly, her voice soft, as if embarrassed.
Tao Xi looked up at Jiang Xinyun, and was about to retort, but suddenly heard a cold voice:
"You'd better think carefully about whether the earphones are really lost."
Several people in the back row suddenly looked towards the back door.
Only Tao Xi did not move, his heart sank quickly, all the calmness he pretended to collapse almost instantly, he pinched his fingernails tightly into his palm, until the pain was clear.
He didn't dare to turn his head to look at the man who was approaching, but his ears became extra sensitive. He heard Lin Qinhe pull out the chair as usual, but the sound of metal carved on the floor was much sharper than usual.
Tao Xi didn't even dare to breathe, his calmness in front of Jiang Xinyun disappeared completely, he folded his neck and lowered his eyes, like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand.
With a "bang", a black water cup full of water was suddenly buckled on the table where he was burying his head, followed by the usual cold voice: "Go and fetch me water."
Tao Xi's stiff body trembled subconsciously, and after being sluggish for two seconds, he stood up and walked to the drinking room with Lin Qinhe's water cup in both hands. .
It was quiet in the classroom, and he could hear all the movement behind him in the drinking room.
Jin Jing broke the stagnant atmosphere and took the initiative to explain to Lin Qinhe: "Xin Yun said that she dropped the earphones in the classroom yesterday, but I couldn't find it today, so I asked Tao Xi at the school if she saw it. This may be a bit of a misunderstanding."
She had already guessed that Jiang Xinyun was responsible for this incident, but Jiang Xinyun was her friend after all, and she wanted to give Jiang Xinyun a step to let it go.
But Lin Qinhe didn't pay attention to her. He leaned against the back of the chair with a relaxed posture, put one hand on the desk, tapped his slender index finger on the table, and looked up at Jiang Xinyun slightly, his voice was not warm at all:
"I'll ask you again, is it really lost?"
Jiang Xinyun's face was pale, she subconsciously took a half step back, Lin Qinhe was clearly sitting, looking at her with upward gaze, obviously his expression was calm and his eyes were calm, but she felt a strong oppression, as if she just nodded and said Yes, that gaze will literally turn into a sharp weapon and stab at him.
Chen Yachun and Zhang Mengtong obviously didn't expect this matter to develop like this. They looked at each other and were a little flustered. Chen Yachun's face was even paler. She seemed to suddenly understand why Lin Qinhe in the milk tea shop looked at her that day. There is disgust.
Jiang Xinyun clenched her hand tightly. She didn't know why Lin Qinhe, who had always come in on the bell, would suddenly arrive early, and she couldn't understand why he should take care of this matter, but she knew that she couldn't offend Lin Qinhe, and she didn't dare to do it again. Looking at Lin Qinhe's eyes, he lowered his eyes and said:
"I... I may have fallen at home. I'll go back and look for it at night."
Zhang Mengtong also hurriedly said: "Yes, I may have misremembered yesterday, Xinyun, you may have really brought the headphones back."
Jiang Xinyun paused when she heard the sound of her fingers tapping on the tabletop suddenly, her heart shrank, and she looked at Lin Qinhe subconsciously, but saw that Lin Qinhe raised the corners of her lips slightly, he still looked at himself with a very shallow smile, The voice is very cold:
"Then I hope you can find it."
Jiang Xinyun tried her best to suppress the panic that surged in her heart, forced out an ugly smile, and whispered, "Thank you, I'll look for it carefully when I go back."
She really didn't want to stay here for another minute and a second, but Lin Qinhe still didn't let her go. He stretched out his hand and pulled the slightly skewed desk to his side to align it, then looked at her, slowly asked:
"After finding it?"
Jiang Xinyun was about to cry. There were still some people in the classroom who were watching the play silently. She had never been so embarrassed before, but she still said with a trembling voice, "I, I will apologize to Tao Xi."
Chen Yachun, who had been working hard to reduce her sense of existence, thought that this interrogation was finally over, but suddenly saw Lin Qinhe looking at him, those beautiful eyes like frost and snow, with sharp eyes.
She understood what Lin Qinhe meant almost instantly, clenched her fingers and said hurriedly: "I, I will also apologize to Tao Xi. I lied to him last time to make him late, and it was my fault."
Zhang Mengtong didn't dare to breathe, so he quickly apologized.
The three watched nervously as Lin Qinhe finally retracted his gaze, and seemed to treat them like air again. He took out a heavy book from his schoolbag, the cover seemed to be English listening, and a new box of tapes. into his drawer.
Jin Jing hurriedly winked at Jiang Xinyun and the others, and the three of them walked to their seats with cold sweat on their hands as if they had escaped to heaven.
Before Jin Jing left, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. In her opinion, this matter should have been solved perfectly, and she couldn't help sighing to Lin Qinhe: "It's finally all right! I was scared to death just now! "
She was really scared to death. She was scared by Lin Qinhe. She was in the same class as Lin Qinhe in junior high school. How could she ever see Lin Qinhe like this
But she saw Lin Qinhe gave her a cold look and asked, "Are you all right?"
Jin Jing was startled.
She felt that there was no difference between the way Lin Qinhe looked at her and the way he looked at Jiang Xinyun just now.
The author says:
I wish you all a happy June 1st, today I added two chapters with a small 10,000 words, so I have run out of manuscripts, I don’t know if I can update qaq in the future
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