As if a classmate came back from a trip, laughter began to appear in the corridor, which reached Lu Yan's ears, making her panic even more.
I didn't have time to think about it, and if I refused, I rushed out: "Not good."
He paused for a moment: "Why?"
"Because I just want to concentrate on my studies now." The charming atmosphere slowly dissipated, and her rationality returned. She sat upright and caught a glimpse of the homework on the table, and felt that her decision was the right one.
"Is this a contradiction?"
"Anyway, I don't want to fall in love until I go to college."
After he finished speaking, he regretted it. This statement leaves too much room for him, and it will undoubtedly give him a wrong hint. He quickly added: "I don't like your type."
He was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, he smiled inexplicably: "I really don't like it?"
this person...
Anyway, as long as she is in front of him, she is often shrouded in passive, uneasy and even cramped feelings. At this time, this unfamiliar and difficult feeling is aggravated. In order to make herself feel less at a loss, she firmly shook her head: "Well ,do not like."
Maybe she acted too "calmly and calmly", and as soon as the words came out, an invisible pressure was under the hood.
Based on what she knew about Jiang Chengyi, this person should have never tasted the taste of being rejected by others. This time, not only was she rejected, but she was rejected so thoroughly that you don't need to think about it to know that his face will not look good at this time. .
She withstood the pressure and stared down at the open page of the textbook on the table.
The two were relatively speechless, and after being quiet for a while, they heard him whisper, "What's wrong with me?"
Her heart softened inexplicably, and after thinking about it, this was the most unskilled time since she knew how to turn down the kindness of a boy. In addition to being uneasy, she couldn't help asking herself, how could it be so bad? Where have the generosity and euphemism of the past gone.
At this time, students came back one after another. When they saw the situation in the classroom, they were stunned for a moment, and then some classmates laughed ambiguous: "Brother Jiang, what are you doing in our sixth class."
The voices of the classmates were lifelike and noisy. As soon as it came over, Lu Yan was dragged back to the real world. When she thought about the results and rankings of the mid-term exams that would be announced in the afternoon, even the slightest reluctance disappeared. She made up her mind. He calmed down, looked up at him, did not speak, but the expression of rejection in his eyes was even more obvious.
His eyes were very dark, and when his eyes met, he often reminded her of the Chinese ink paintings she had seen in the museum. If she laughed, the ink stains in the ink paintings seemed to melt away, seeping into people's hearts little by little. At that time, because the owner's emotions were indistinguishable, the ink seemed to freeze, it was pitch-black, which made her panic for no reason.
Maybe the rejection was too blunt just now, she wondered whether she should speak more beautifully, when she heard the rustling of plastic bags coming from behind, Deng Man came back with a big bag and a small bag.
She looked in a hurry, and walked straight towards Lu Yan as soon as she entered the classroom. She didn't expect to see Jiang Chengyi, and was obviously stunned for a moment.
Jiang Chengyi slowly straightened up and said lightly, "Got it."
I know she doesn't want to be his girlfriend anymore.
Lu Yan didn't look at him, she stared at the table to herself, until he left, she let out a sigh of relief.
"Are you hungry?" Deng Man was worried about Lu Yan's lack of food, and he didn't care to ask Jiang Chengyi's details. He put the things on the table first, and when he was about to open the plastic bag, he saw the takeaway next to him, "Hey, this is Who bought it for you?"
It can't be Jiang Chengyi.
Lu Yan slowly cleaned up the tableware and chopsticks on the table, and said lightly, "The classmates in the next class just bought a few more boxes. I was hungry, so I asked them to give me a box."
Deng Man was obviously skeptical of this statement, but Lu Yan didn't want to talk deeply, and she couldn't ask questions.
Lu Yan took a few mouthfuls of rice, only to feel that the taste was like chewing wax, and there was no taste at all.
In the next few days, Lu Yan used her leg injury as an excuse to stop going to the basketball gym. When Deng Man came back to teach her the movements, although she had studied hard, she was ready to be fired.
No. 7 Middle School has always attached great importance to the cultivation of students' comprehensive quality. In the issued student code, it is expressly stipulated that all students must have an extra-curricular specialty, and this is an important indicator for the selection of senior three.
Among the extracurricular activities, cheerleading is the most relaxed and lively, so in the first year of high school, countless girls went to sign up spontaneously, but because of certain requirements for students' height and appearance, only 30 girls were selected in the end.
It would be a pity for Lu Yan to give up halfway like this. After a few days of her feet, she heard that the teacher still agreed with her to return to the team, so she went back.
When she got to the basketball hall, she did warm-up first.
Just as he was raising his arms, he saw Jiang Chengyi coming out of the locker room at the back. He was wearing a white ball uniform. Compared with other boys, he looked extremely clean and handsome.
In addition, in the classroom, he was rejected by her several times before and after, and Jiang Chengyi was obviously a proud person, and he had no habit of stalking. From that day on, he never came to her again.
How nice. She told herself so.
After practicing gymnastics, she and Deng Man went home together, but for some reason, no matter what Deng Man said to her on the way, she would never listen.
She was vaguely uneasy.
Based on the experience of rejecting other boys in the past, Jiang Chengyi no longer came to her, shouldn't she feel relieved? Why is there no feeling of relief at all, and I still feel empty in my heart.
After thinking about it for a while, she came up with a terrible idea: Could it be that she likes Jiang Chengyi
She shook her head desperately, as if by doing so, she would be able to shake the conjecture out of her mind.
When I got home from school in the evening, I received a call from my mother.
My mother said that she would work overtime temporarily, and asked her to do her homework at home. The vegetables had been cut and they were placed in the refrigerator, so she could cook them by herself.
Lu Yan said she knew.
After dinner, she left a dish for her mother and went to the room to review her homework.
It wasn't until eight o'clock that my mother came home. As soon as she entered the door, she threw down her bag, and then sunk her whole body on the sofa, and did not say a word for a long time.
Lu Yan knew that her mother was in trouble at work.
She quietly poured a glass of water for her mother, and she reminded her obediently, "Mom, the rice is still hot."
Mom came back to her senses now. When she stood up from the sofa, it was as difficult as pulling herself out of the mud.
"Have you finished your homework?" She asked Lu Yan softly, walking towards the kitchen.
Before Lu Yan could answer, she suddenly remembered something and stopped: "By the way, have the midterm exam results come out? The ranking hasn't slipped."
"No."
"Top three in the grade?"
"second."
Mom's face lit up: "Awesome. Good boy, the second year of high school is the most important thing. As long as the grades don't drop, it won't be a problem for us to apply to any university at that time."
"Got it." Lu Yan was very happy to be praised by her mother.
She knew that, thanks to her failed marriage, her mother had not been happy at all over the years. She had told her more than once that the only way for a girl to become self-reliant was to study hard. As for relationships, marriage, vows... all Unreliable.
These words are inevitably a bit extreme, but after all, it is a lesson that my mother has learned in her young life, so she can't help but take it seriously.
Even if her mother is not around, these words often ring in her ears, making her tremble in danger.
Back in her room, she looked at the title on the page and became fascinated.
The words jumped for no reason, and I couldn't read it for a long time, but at the same time, someone's image became clear in front of my eyes.
When the basketball was in this person's hands, he seemed so flexible and free. When he was shooting, his neat short hair would rise and fall—after thinking about it for a while, she put down the pen.
The wound on her foot had already healed, but as long as she lifted her trousers, she could see him squatting and rubbing medicine for her. His complexion was considered white among boys, but when he held her ankle, it was still a little darker than hers. And even though he was so far away, the temperature of his palm could be ironed all the way to her heart.
"Yanyan." Mother called to her at the door, "Would you like to eat fruit? Mommy has washed it, so I can bring it in for you."
"Oh." She responded in a panic, and quickly dispelled the thoughts that shouldn't exist in her mind.
In the next few days, she seldom saw Jiang Chengyi in the school, and occasionally in the corridor, he didn't seem to be able to see her at all.
At this time, she either talked to Deng Man and Tang Jie, or she didn't look away, in short, she was more calm than him.
Two days later, the grade group leader notified her to participate in the city's middle school students' oral competition, and told her that a total of four people were selected in the school, two in each group. She was one of the group, and her partner was Yu Mao from the fourth class.
In order to avoid rigid exam-oriented education, the competition party intentionally moved up the competition time, and had to participate in the competition on weekends, that is to say, there was only one day of practice time left.
After class at noon, she went to the foreign teacher to intensify her training. Only then did she find out that the other group was Jiang Chengyi and Wang Na from Class 7.
She should have guessed. When she first joined the cheerleading team, she heard Ding Jing say that Jiang Chengyi lived abroad for a period of time when he was a child, and his spoken language was quite authentic.
When she entered the door, before the foreign teacher came, Jiang Chengyi was standing facing the window, while Wang Na was looking down at the manuscript. From time to time, Wang Na would look up and exchange a few words with Jiang Chengyi.
Seeing her come in, Wang Na gave her a friendly smile.
"Come on." Yu Mao approached and said overjoyedly, "Lu Yan, I really didn't expect that we would be able to form a group."
Lu Yan took the manuscript handed over by Kuai Mao and asked, "Is the competition process above?"
"Yes." Yu Mao nodded, "There are three dialogues in the scene, each dialogue is one minute, and then the contestants will draw lots to choose a question, and the judges will ask questions. biggest."
"Then let's get familiar with the first three scenes and dialogues," she said.
After practicing for a while, I heard Wang Na say to Jiang Chengyi, "The time is too tight, Jiang Chengyi, I'm afraid I will be a hindrance at that time. Why don't we practice for another hour after school at night?"
Her ears could not help but prick up, listening to Jiang Chengyi's answer.
I heard him say, "Oh."
Very happy to answer.
I don't know if I got inspiration from this suggestion. During the afternoon break, Yu Mao went to Class 6 to find her, and told her not to rush away after school, and then the two of them would practice together for a while.
But when school was over, Wang Na came to inform her that the teacher asked them to find him after school so that the four of them could practice together.
When the class was taught at noon, the teacher didn't have any intentions in this regard. Why did he suddenly change his mind after only one afternoon.
Although it seemed strange, she agreed immediately.
After school, Wang Na was pulling Jiang Chengyi to practice. Jiang Chengyi was wearing a black T-shirt and jeans with white sneakers underneath. With a manuscript in his hand, his eyes are looking out the window. On the other hand, Wang Na put her legs together and sat upright across from him.
Compared with Jiang Chengyi's laziness, Wang Na looks very quiet.
Looking at the past from this angle, she realized that Wang Na is naturally curly, with black curly hair that sets off her fair skin, a palm-sized face, and two pear eddies when she smiles, giving her a doll-like delicacy. .
She looked away, walked into the room, took out the materials from her schoolbag, and sat down on the chair.
After the meeting, Yu Mao came and said with a smile: "Lu Yan, don't you know, there is a new Xi'an Liangpi shop behind the school. I remember you like it very much. After class, I will accompany you to buy one. what."
Before Lu Yan could speak, she heard Wang Na say, "Jiang Chengyi, don't be in a daze, what about the next sentence."
After the teacher came, the practice lasted for an hour, and it was a little late when it was over.
Wang Na said that she and Jiang Chengyi were on the way, just in time to go home together. Jiang Chengyi didn't seem to have any objection, so the two left first.
Yu Mao still insisted on going with Lu Yan. On Friday, there were still some students in the school, but it was obviously much less than during the day.
Unexpectedly, just after walking for a while, a few boys from the fourth class appeared out of nowhere, just saying that the football team was looking for something, and took Yu Mao away.
Lu Yan arrived at the school gate alone, remembering the feeling of being followed these days, and decided to take a taxi back for safety.
After waiting for a while, she turned around inadvertently, only to realize that Jiang Chengyi had arrived behind her at some point, not looking at her, but standing in the distance with his hands in his pockets, Wang Na was gone, he was alone.
After a while, the car came, and she hurriedly got into the car.
When you get home, do your homework, wash and sleep as usual.
But as soon as he closed his eyes, he could see Jiang Chengyi sitting by the window. When talking to Wang Na, he was so polite and polite, he even smiled when correcting Wang Na's pronunciation.
The two of them sat opposite each other, and they were… quite a match.
Her heart seemed to be soaked in lemonade, sour.
It's annoying, to ease this helpless and contradictory feeling, she shrunk her whole body under the covers.
Half-dreaming and half-awake, she actually had a terrible thought, if Jiang Chengyi came to her again, she might really agree to him.