Shu Xian didn't expect Jiang Jinhui to have such imagination. She got angry when she thought about Jiang Tu giving up the physics competition because of this family. She glared at Jiang Jinhui: "So what? Leave after the demolition is completed."
Jiang Jinhui laughed angrily, "Then divorce now if you have the guts."
"Do you think I'm stupid?"
"I'm telling you, don't even think about getting a divorce! Finding a second love after getting a divorce? No way! If I see you fooling around with some guy, I'll break your legs!"
"You...get out of here!"
…
The two of them were arguing again, and the sound spread into the room. After a while, Jiang Jinhui slammed the door and left. Jiang Tu put on his headphones expressionlessly and turned up the volume to the maximum. The slow and lingering melody of the cello slowly calmed him down, until the sound of Zhu Xingyao's farewell reached his ears, he was completely healed.
Whenever I feel bad, listening to her music has become a kind of addiction and therapy, a bit pathological.
The next morning, Jiang Tu went to school very early. When he reached the classroom door, someone called him from behind: "Jiang Tu."
He turned around and saw a familiar girl, a pretty one with a flamboyant appearance. It was Xia Jin from the same class. He asked indifferently, "What's the matter?"
If there is nothing wrong, most people won't call him.
Xia Jin didn't expect his attitude to be so cold, and her smile froze: "Nothing, just saying hello."
Jiang Tu didn't say anything else, turned around, walked in, pulled out a chair and sat down.
Xia Jin had never been treated so coldly by anyone. She returned to her seat with a frown and looked over there several times. The more she looked at Jiang Tu's cold profile, the more depressed she became. She felt that her good mood from the beginning of the morning was ruined. Why was Jiang Tu so cold to her but smiled at Zhu Xingyao
Zhu Xingyao and Li Xixi entered the classroom three minutes before the morning reading class. Cao Shujun and Xie Ya were already standing in the corridor. The two head teachers were chatting casually. In fact, if you observe carefully, you will find that it is Cao Shujun who takes the initiative to chat.
Li Xixi came over and said mysteriously, "Based on my observation, I feel that Lao Cao is pursuing Master Xie."
"Teacher Xie is only 30 years old, right? Don't call her nun." Zhu Xingyao took out a few newly bought German oral books from his schoolbag without looking up. "And she's not married, right? Then Lao Cao can pursue her. It's good that the man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried."
"Teacher Xie seems to be three or four years older than Lao Cao, right? And it's obvious that Teacher Xie is not interested in Lao Cao." Li Xixi turned to look at her and casually took the book on her desk and flipped through it. "Hey, if you go to Germany, will I only be able to see you once a year?"
"Not necessarily. I can come back during the holidays."
Ding Xiang was copying homework when he heard a few words. He looked up immediately and said in shock: "Germany? Goddess, you are going to Germany?!"
His voice was so loud that everyone around him looked at Zhu Xingyao.
Jiang Tu paused and raised his eyes slowly.
Zhu Xingyao looked up, smiled, and said generously: "I am preparing for the exam, which will be held next year. There will be an interview after the exam. I can't say for sure now, but I will work hard, and it should be... no problem!"
"Is there still an interview?" Ding Xiang scratched his head, and suddenly thought of the goddess and the cello, "Are you going to apply to a music school?"
"Um."
Zhu Xingyao had planned to apply to the music conservatory a long time ago. As long as she finished high school normally and applied to study abroad according to the procedures, Zhu Yunping and Ding Yu would no longer oppose her choice. That was why she refused to take part in the physics competition because she did not need any admission quota at all.
Someone asked: "Which school are you applying to?"
Zhu Xingyao: “Berlin Art.”
"Wow, even though I don't quite understand what you said, I feel like it's amazing. She is indeed a goddess."
"Yes, but... you are not an art student, are you going to play the cello?"
"Nonsense, it must be the cello. She can even hold a solo concert, why would she care if it's an art exam? Idiot."
Everyone started arguing noisily, but Zhu Xingyao just laughed it off. Soon the morning reading bell rang to save her. Cao Shujun walked in and said, "What are you arguing about? Take out your books and read."
Cao Ming turned around and shouted, "We are talking about Zhu Xingyao's application to the Berlin Art School in Germany."
Zhu Xingyao: “…”
This big mouth, did she have to spread it so that the whole class knew about it
Cao Shujun looked at Zhu Xingyao and quickly understood why she refused to participate in the competition. He smiled brightly, "You want to apply to the Berlin Art School? That's great. A performing artist is indeed very suitable for the identity of our school goddess. You will be a celebrity in our No. 1 Middle School in the future. It will be a great honor for me as the class teacher to tell others about it."
A boy laughed: "What if it's your boyfriend? Wouldn't it be more prestigious?"
"That's right! Having a boyfriend is much more impressive!"
Zhu Xingyao’s face froze. These people wanted to push her into the chair of premature love, right
Sure enough, Cao Shujun quickly changed his face to a serious one: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm telling you, you are not allowed to have premature love. The school is strict about premature love. If you are caught, the consequences will be very serious, even for male idols or goddesses."
Zhu Xingyao said aggrievedly: "Teacher, I didn't do anything."
Cao Shujun coughed and said, "I am warning everyone, not just you."
Zhu Xingyao curled her lips. You almost used me as a typical counterexample just now! What did she do wrong
After Cao Shujun left the classroom, Cao Ming patted Zhang Sheng on the shoulder and whispered, "Why do you have such a sullen face? Zhu Xingyao is definitely not that easy to pursue. She is going to study abroad. She may really become a celebrity in the future. To exaggerate, people who pursue her will have to line up all the way to Germany..."
Zhang Sheng's face didn't look good: "Do you think she looks like a playful person?"
Cao Ming glanced back and said, "It's definitely not the case now. If it were, she would have changed boyfriends like the beauty in Class 5. Didn't Lu Ji also chase Zhu Xingyao? He didn't succeed... Ahem, what I mean is that Zhu Xingyao is not a playboy, not casual, and doesn't fall in love easily."
"So, if I can pursue Zhu Xingyao in high school, then I will win, right?" Zhang Sheng said with a good feeling. "Even if Lu Ji pursues him too, so what? He has so many girls chasing after him, what if one of them suddenly wins over him? There are still two years left, don't rush to attack me."
Cao Ming was really impressed. He gave a thumbs up and said, "Keep it up."
Zhu Xingyao was a little depressed because of the morning reading class. She didn’t want to talk about studying abroad anymore. Also, she had her period and her stomach ached so much that she lay listlessly on the table.
The names of Zhu Xingyao, Li Xixi, and Ding Xiangjiangtu were written in the duty column in the corner of the blackboard.
It's their turn to be on duty today.
Wiping the blackboard has always been a boy's job. Ding Xiang went to wipe the blackboard, Jiang Tu got up to get some water, and Li Xixi hurriedly turned around and stuffed two cups in. One was covered with various colorful stickers, and the other was a customized thermos cup with an embossed cello and musical notes on the outside.
It seems that many of her daily necessities have cello or musical note patterns on them.
Li Xixi said: "Brother Tu, please."
Jiang Tu couldn't remember how many times he had helped them get water. The water dispenser was in the public area at the corner of the corridor, shared by several classes. You had to swipe your card to get water, and sometimes you had to queue up. Boys were sometimes lazy and would rather buy water than queue up. Moreover, teenage boys really didn't have much care and patience. Usually, when they saw someone getting water, they would push all the water bottles to you and ask you to get some along the way.
When Jiang Tu got there, it was almost time for class, so there was no need to queue.
Soon, he came back with water and placed the cup in front of Zhu Xingyao. Zhu Xingyao lay on the table with her cheek pressed down and her lips slightly parted. She lifted her eyelids and her pupils seemed to be washed by water, black, clear and bright.
Jiang Tu lowered his eyes and looked at her silently for a few seconds before turning back to his seat.
Zhu Xingyao sat up in a daze, her little face was pale, but her right cheek was faintly pink, making her look more lively than usual. She turned her head to look at him, and that look could make the villain in Jiang Tu sit on the ground and scratch his liver and lungs. He wanted her to stop looking at him like that, but he couldn't help it.
One second later.
Jiang Tu was defeated.
He stared at her and whispered, "Is German... difficult to learn?"
Zhu Xingyao was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled, "Not bad, I actually started learning it during the summer vacation, and have been studying for a few months. I have already gotten the hang of it. It feels similar to learning English?"
Zhu Yunping hired a one-on-one private trainer for her, and she learned much faster.
"Really?" Jiang Tu smiled faintly, "Your English is also very good."
In fact, Zhu Xingyao was good at only three subjects: English, Chinese and physics, and mathematics was still a little bit lacking.
Since the division into arts and science, Jiang Tu's grades have become outstanding, because he is really good at science, seems to be born smart, and learns very quickly. His English is also good, but he seldom speaks. Zhu Xingyao doesn't know how his oral English is. From the few classroom exercises and the English teacher's random reading, she can tell that his spoken English is a pure British accent.
Zhu Xingyao smiled and said, "Your English is also very good. You need to read more. Learning a foreign language requires more reading and practice. You can't just keep silent."
Li Xixi turned around and agreed: "That's right, Brother Tu speaks English very well!"
Li Xixi is not only obsessed with looks, she is also obsessed with voices.
Many teenage boys are still in the process of changing their voices, and in fact, most of their voices are not very pleasant. However, Jiang Tu is older than them, and his vocal cords are relatively stable. Moreover, his speaking voice is cold and indifferent, which is quite attractive. Li Xixi has praised Jiang Tu's voice in front of Zhu Xingyao more than once.
"Does my voice sound bad?" Ding Xiang interrupted shamelessly.
Li Xixi rolled her eyes: "You have such a hoarse voice, can you be a little more self-aware?"
Ding Xiang: “…”
He covered his heart, it was another day of being slandered by Li Xixi.
When the first bell rang, Xie Ya was waiting in the corridor with the lesson plan, very punctual. The break passed like this, and Jiang Tu was unable to speak because he was interrupted by the two of them.
In the evening, after the four people finished their duty, Jiang Tu was responsible for taking out the garbage. After that, the classroom was empty.
He pulled out an exquisite folded card from his schoolbag. He lowered his head and stared at the card for a long time. Suddenly, he didn't know what to say to her. He could actually guess that a girl with her family conditions would not go to college in China, not to mention that she played the cello. There were many famous universities abroad, so he was not very surprised today.
But guessing is one thing, and confirming it with your own ears is another.
Wish Xingyao...
Fortunately, I was getting further and further away from him, and it was difficult to even see him after graduation.
The boy twirled the pen in his left hand.
Suddenly press and hold.
Put pen to paper.
Just her name.
Jiang Tu stuffed the card into her newly bought German book. He lowered his eyes and took a look. He didn't recognize any of the German words in it.
He closed the book, put it back in its place, and went back to his seat. After a while, he took out a lighter and a cigarette case from the interlayer pocket of his schoolbag and lit a cigarette. This was his first time smoking in school. There were not many people in the school at this time, only the senior year students, the school team training, and the boys who stayed to play basketball.
Occasionally, you could hear the boys celebrating when they scored a goal, but other than that, the whole teaching building seemed a bit empty.
When the sparks burned to two-thirds, Jiang Tu threw his schoolbag over his shoulder and walked out of the classroom expressionlessly. When he reached the stairs, he heard brisk footsteps coming from below. He subconsciously hid his hands and looked down.
Zhou Yuan was sweating profusely from playing basketball. He was just running upstairs when he looked up and saw Jiang Tu's cold gaze. He was almost scared to death: "Fuck! What are you doing standing here? You scared me to death!"
Jiang Tu said calmly: "On duty."
He walked downstairs quickly, his hands hanging slightly.
Zhou Yuan continued to run up, and when he passed by him, he suddenly stopped, looked back, and suddenly his eyes widened: "Fuck! You are smoking!"
There was a trash can on the platform. Jiang Tu walked to the side, put out the cigarette, and threw it into the trash can. He turned around and looked at Zhou Yuan, who was shocked. Zhou Yuan felt that he was making a fuss. It seemed normal for a boy to smoke a cigarette. He smoked it, and Lu Ji also smoked it occasionally. He scratched his hair, raised his hand and said, "I don't mean to complain. I just didn't expect you to be so brave. There is no teacher at the moment... Yes, there is no teacher, so there is nothing to be afraid of!"
Moreover, Jiang Tu is under so much pressure in life, it is normal for him to smoke a few cigarettes to relieve stress!
Jiang Tu was too lazy to talk to the accomplice who was helping Lu Ji to come up with ideas on how to pursue Zhu Xingyao all day long, so he turned and left.
Zhou Yuan: “…”
He opened and closed his mouth and pointed his finger. This guy is so cool.
Jiang Tu looked straight ahead and walked quickly. He passed by a girl who looked vaguely familiar without noticing. Xia Jin felt that the boy passed by her like a gust of wind, neatly and decisively, without even giving her a glance.
She stood there in a daze, looked back at his back, and stamped her feet.
Are his eyes on top of his head? She was so beautiful, all alone beside him, and they were classmates, but he could still treat her like air again and again
The senior student next to Xia Jin patted her on the shoulder and asked, "What's wrong with you? Do you know that boy?"
Xia Jin was unhappy: "The guy in our class is wearing glasses, but he always acts like he can't see me."
The business of this senior sister's family depends on the Xia family. The two families are going to have dinner together tonight. Senior year students have a heavy workload and are very late in class. Her math teacher took up almost half an hour of school time to explain a problem. Fortunately, Xia Jin was willing to wait for her. She said flatteringly: "He may be blind. You are so beautiful that he can't see it? I think you are much prettier than Zhu Xingyao. Zhu Xingyao is the type that only boys in school like. When you grow up, you will know that men still like your type, bright and beautiful, and a little sexy..."
Xia Jin forced a smile and asked in a low voice, "Really?"
"Of course, the boys in our senior year all say you are prettier."