TMISIU- Chapter 11

The good mood of the lunch break did not last long, because the weekly test results came out in the afternoon.

After Wei Ying got the paper, he counted the total score. He didn’t know what rank he got, but he knew he was 20 points less than Nei Huaisang.

Nei Huaisang had always been slacking in class so the result must be not that good.

This made Wei Ying very shocked. He hid the paper and did not dare to let Lan Zhan see it, even though Lan Zhan was definitely not interested in reading his paper.

After returning to the dormitory at night, he was forced to watch a performance by Wen Xu, a master of yin and yang.

“The results did come out… no ranking. It must be the first in Class 2… After asking around, it is 5 points higher than the bottom of the Class 1… There should be no problem in the midterm… I have said that the end of the last term was just a mistake. That’s it, what are you anxious about…”

Nei Huaisang did you put your results on the bulletin board?

Guo Cheng was painting, and the little fat man rolled his eyes and said to Wei Ying: “Wei Ying, can you help me see if the paint in my painting is too thick? Why does it feel thicker than some humans?”

Wei Ying felt that if he lived in this dormitory, he would not be far from becoming a yin and yang person.

At noon the next day Wei Ying still finished lunch at the fastest speed and rushed to the classroom. There was still only one Wen Qing who was silent like a ghost in the classroom.

Sitting in his seat, he religiously took out the topic that Lan Zhan had set for him yesterday from the new paper bag he bought while gritting teeth.

Every piece of paper was smooth and unmarked. He carefully read the questions he got the wrong answer again. Even if he had a bad memory, he would not forget it.

Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes…

Wei Ying had already taken out his own papers and started to study. When the back door made a sound, he would turn his head to look at the door, but the one who opened the door was never the one he wanted to see.

It wasn’t until two minutes before class in the afternoon that Wei Ying saw Lan Zhan coming in through the front door.

The light in his eyes lit up instantly, but in a blink of an eye he saw Jiang Cheng coming in behind Lan Zhan, holding a half-drunk milk tea in one hand, and a supplementary book in the other.

Wei Ying quickly lowered his head and continued to work on the topic in front of him with a pen.

He knew he was daydreaming, actually hoping that Lan Zhan would return to the classroom early during the lunch break as he did yesterday to help him with his homework.

Sometimes, like now, the malice deep in his heart would suddenly grow wildly, yelling in his heart:

Expose it all! Take back everything that belongs to you! This should be yours!

But he knew that he might be able to regain his superior family status, regain the attention of his relatives, and regain his origin.

But he could not take back Lan Zhan.

He couldn’t take back the feelings that Lan Zhan and Jiang Cheng grew up with. After all, he even had to steal Jiang Cheng from his dream, but stealing was stealing. Only after stealing it, he realized that it was very bitter.

He didn’t need a good background. He only wanted a Lan Zhan from the start.

Yes, Wei Ying wanted Lan Zhan.

He still didn’t know why this happening, but this voice was getting louder and louder in his heart, roaring through the mountains and seas that even if he closed his mouth and didn’t say anything, it would still definitely come out of his eyes.

So when Lan Zhan pulled a chair beside him as usual and sat down, he didn’t dare to pretend to look aside inadvertently as usual and instead he looked at the person next to him from the corner of his eyes.

He just kept his head buried in writing papers.

After that day, Wei Ying would still return to the classroom quickly at noon, but he would no longer hope that the person beside him would come back early.

The truth was that there was no such thing.

During the free activities in the physical education class, Nei Huaisang wanted to take him to play basketball again, but Wei Ying refused, holding the materials to find a place to study.

Many of the benches in the rest area were occupied by girls. He walked to the school’s only milk tea shop.

Unlike the two or three square meters cottage milk tea shop in Yanping County where the sanitary quality was worrying, this milk tea shop was very large, with two floors and the decoration style was very girly.

Wei Ying thought of the milk tea and supplementary materials that Jiang Cheng held that day. Perhaps he was in this milk tea shop, doing his homework and getting tutored by Lan Zhan.

Lan Zhan would definitely dislike this style of place.

Wei Ying walked into the milk tea shop unconsciously.

The store manager was a woman in her early forties, with a kind-looking face. She smiled at him when she saw the newcomer.

Wei Ying regretted coming in when he glanced at the menu on the cashier counter.

The price behind the long list of milk tea names was a few dozen.

Wei Ying smiled awkwardly at the store manager, turned around and was about to leave, but when he turned around a semi-enclosed deck, he heard some familiar sounds.

“Didn’t you still have a good impression of Wei Ying before? But, he’s not interested in you at all in the end.” A girl chuckled.

Wei Ying thought about it. She was Yang Neng, a representative of the Chinese class who often with Chen Zhouxuan and had praised his writing.

“Who has a crush on him?” It was Chen Zhouxuan’s voice, eager to deny it.

“Didn’t you pass a note to ask him be your tablemate? Now you don’t admit that you like him.” Yang Neng said.

“I didn’t! I…how could I like someone from the countryside?”

A girl laughed, it seemed that it was Feng Qiwu: “I couldn’t figure it out at the time. Zhouxuan always had a high vision. How could she be interested in rural men? You must know that no matter how good he is but if he comes from the countryside, the rural thinking cannot be changed.”

“Yes, no matter how good he looks, he will be a typical white collar guy from a working-class background in the future. Zhouxuan, if you marry him, he will definitely cheat on you after the Chen family develops.“

Yang Neng pretended to be enlightened.

“You guys are talking farther and farther away!” Chen Zhouxuan was a little annoyed.

“But Wei Ying is quite weird. It stands to reason that if there are girls in our school who like him, those with a bit of vision and ambition should seize this opportunity. Maybe they will climb the ladder.” Feng Qiwu said.

“What if he likes Luo Qingyang’s noble and glamorous type?” Yang Neng smiled.

“Don’t provoke my relationship with Luo Qingyang! Luo Qingyang only likes Lan Zhan.” Chen Zhouxuan scolded.

“So what, Lan Zhan can’t look on her.” Feng Qiwu chuckled lightly, with a contemptuous tone.

“Okay, I know who you like.” Yang Neng smiled at Feng Qiwu.

Wei Ying was standing behind a hollow wall with pink wallpaper in the deck, so he could hear clearly. He half-dropped his eyelashes and sneered silently, not intending to break the discussion of the girls.

When he was in Yanping, he would fight with men no matter what until others were convinced, and he never mixed up with girls.

What could he do? He couldn’t beat them, so rushed over and scolded them? It could only be self-humiliating.

Wei Ying was about to leave when he heard a girl’s voice suddenly said: “Your family education teach you to talk about people behind their back?”

“Oh, the dumb forever top 2 wants to get justice for others. Why, this is your store, so we can’t talk anymore?” Feng Qiwu’s voice was sour.

“We can do a lot of business for your mother, are you rushing for customers?” Yang Neng smiled and took a sip of milk tea.

Wen Qing looked at the three girls coldly. Not far away, her mother was giving her a wink.

She was speechless, turned and walked outside the milk tea shop, but when she turned, she ran into Wei Ying.

She was startled, and wanted to open her mouth subconsciously when she saw Wei Ying stretch out his index finger and made a “hush” motion.

The two walked silently outside the milk tea shop.

Wei Ying looked at the pale girl with a neat ponytail and smiled before saying, “Thank you just now, but don’t do this in the future, lest they isolate you for this.”

He knew how it feels to be isolated, and it didn’t feel good at all.

Wen Qing said blankly: “What’s the matter, haven’t I been isolated long ago?”

Wei Ying thought for a moment and remembered that Wen Qing was indeed all alone. When he was about to say goodbye, he heard Wen Qing say: “Wei Ying, don’t listen to them. I think you are very good.”

Wei Ying was taken aback. To tell the truth, he had spoken to many classmates for so long since school started, but he was completely unfamiliar with this person.

He smiled slightly, sincerely, “Thank you.”   Because of the little kindness he received, he was very grateful.

After Wei Ying was about to leave, fearing embarrassment of bumping into those girls, he saw Lan Zhan and Jiang Cheng walking here, perhaps to accompany Jiang Cheng to buy milk tea.

He paused, after thinking about it, he curled his eyes and smiled at Lan Zhan.

But Lan Zhan didn’t even look at him, and walked into the milk tea shop with Jiang Cheng. Instead, Jiang Cheng smiled at him and called him.

Wei Ying was startled slightly. He felt that Lan Zhan seemed colder than when he first saw him on the first day of school.

Then he suddenly realized that since Lan Zhan said “I will listen” to him that day on the club activities day, he seemed to have no initial indifference.

Although there was still no expression and he didn’t take the initiative to speak to him, but it seemed that he no longer refused him thousands of miles away, making him afraid to approach.

But Lan Zhan just now made him feel disgusted.

Yes, it was disgust.

He finally remembered that when Shen Xiao Hai asked him to sit next to Lan Zhan on the first day of school, Lan Zhan looked at him when he refused directly.

He was dazzled by being able to sit next to Lan Zhan, and he didn’t even understand the meaning of the look in his eyes.

That look was clearly the same as the disgust in Lan Zhan’s eyes when he told Lan Zhan that there were roses in the drawer.

Wei Ying took a deep breath. Maybe the air-conditioning in the milk tea shop just now was too high. He suddenly felt a bit cold in his hands, and left the milk tea shop after bidding farewell to Wen Qing.

Jiang Cheng walked into the milk tea shop and looked at Lan Zhan beside him.

He said in surprise: “Zhan ge, didn’t you never enter here before? Why did you come in today?”

Ninety percent of the customers of this milk tea shop were girls.

If Jiang Cheng didn’t have sweet tooth and like drinking milk tea, he himself wouldn’t be willing to enter such a girly milk tea shop, and Lan Zhan would stay away, never stepping into this door even for half a step.

He wanted Lan Zhan to help himself with his homework here and Lan Zhan would rather stand on the playground than come in.

As expected, Lan Zhan looked a little uncomfortable. The sweet to greasy smell in the store made him frown, standing not far from the door and didn’t walk inside.

He didn’t answer Jiang Cheng’s question but urged in a deep voice, “Go and buy it and leave.”

Some girls who were drinking milk tea and chatting quietly looked at Lan Zhan as if they had discovered a new world, lowered their heads and bit their ears to discuss in a low voice.

Jiang Cheng noticed that Lan Zhan’s mood suddenly became bad. Although Lan Zhan always had a cold face and no expression, he knew how Lan Zhan’s mood was as a friend of more than 16 years.

He was fascinated and said nothing, and quickly walked to the counter.

Lan Zhan stood in place and raised his wrist to look at his watch, and then looked out the glass door.

The two people who were standing at the door and chatting had long been gone.

He was about to turn around and walk outside the door when Chen Zhouxuan, Yang Neng and Feng Qiwu came out.

The three girls were a little surprised seeing Lan Zhan’s expression. Yang Neng quietly poked Feng Qiwu next to her.

Feng Qiwu paused, looked up at Lan Zhan, and showed him a smile. When she smiled, she would reveal two dimples. It was the expression she thought was the best.

Feng Qiwu never expected Lan Zhan to respond to her, but Lan Zhan looked at her. However, before she could be happy, her heart sank quickly.

Lan Zhan only glanced at her, then turned and walked out of the store.

But besides the same indifference as before, that gaze also had distinct disgust. It was clear that even if she didn’t know how she had offended Lan Zhan, she obviously felt that this person was disgusted by her.

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Wei Ying was holding a book alone found an empty bench and sat down to study by himself.

After reading the book for a long time and couldn’t understand it, Lan Zhan’s eyes always appeared in his mind.

Lan Zhan’s eyes were very beautiful, and his pupils were amber in the sun. When looking at a person for a long time, because of his higher height, the long and dense eyelashes were always half drooping.

Occasionally, it trembled slightly, cutting off some cold and alienated eyes like a swallowtail, giving people the illusion that they were being watched seriously.

Wei Ying was stared at by these eyes. On the day of the club activity day, when he begged Lan Zhan in every way to help him stay in the class, perhaps it was because of this illusion that made him extra courageous that day.

Wei Ying didn’t know why Lan Zhan seemed to hate him again, but he was not discouraged by it.

He told himself that the future was long and he still had a year to work hard.

But Wei Ying didn’t know how he had to work hard to get closer to Lan Zhan. He could only try to keep himself in Class 1, as was what Lan Zhan told him.

Wanting to be his friend, then just entered the top fifty in the mid-term entrance examination.

Wei Ying was suddenly full of enthusiasm again, and spent more time in the quilt with a flashlight at night, and his face was sweaty when he got out of the quilt after studying.

Although he covered it very tightly, Wen Xu always weirdly said that light disturbed his sleep. He was afraid that Wen Xu would go to the dormitory to report it, so he had to wrap the flashlight with a dark plastic bag, which showed only a very weak light.

But the consequence of this is that his eyes felt a little swollen every time he finished studying.

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After English class on Sunday morning, Wei Ying gently poked the arm of Lan Zhan who was playing with his pen.

Lan Zhan 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 I need to bring it for you?” Wei Ying eagerly looked at the black water bottle with only half of water left on Lan Zhan’s table.

“No need to.”

Wei Ying said “Oh”.

Instead of fetching water, he took out a crumpled poster of the art club. He blinked his eyes, whispering as if he had obtained the college entrance examination results and then discussing with his parents which university to apply for: “I plan to go to the art club today.”

Because Lan Zhan told him last week that he could join the art club so he wanted Lan Zhan to know that he listened to him.

But Lan Zhan’s voice was still cold: “It’s not my business?”

Wei Ying said “Oh” again, put away the poster and consciously shut up.

Since meeting Lan Zhan at the entrance of the milk tea shop that day, he had tried so hard to speak with Lan Zhan actively.

Every morning he would diligently ask Lan Zhan if he needed to help fetch water.

But Lan Zhan was always so indifferent to answering questions as he did right now, he hadn’t even touched Lan Zhan’s water bottle yet.

Was it possible that Lan Zhan was afraid that he would poison his water?

Wei Ying self-examined for a long time, but he never figured out what he did that day, or why did Lan Zhan be like this.

However, the moon could be cloudy and sunny and so, Lan Zhan’s intermittent cloudy and sunny, lack of personality were also normal.

Wei Ying told himself like this.

After the last class, the students in the class took their school bag and rushed out.

Wei Ying saw Lan Zhan and Jiang Cheng go out with music scores. After hesitating in the classroom, he ran to Yuxi Building.

Holding the poster, he 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, mostly girls, who were already drawing on the drawing board.

Obviously, painting was a rare specialty of him. Wei Ying still felt nervous when he entered, he always felt as if he had broken into someone else’s territory.

He was looking for the person in charge of the club, but he ran into two “acquaintances” on a narrow road.

“Wei Ying, are you coming to the art club too? Are you looking for Zhouxuan?” Yang Neng held a paintbrush and smiled while speaking and gave Chen Zhouxuan a look.

Chen Zhouxuan was wearing her pink apron, looked up at Wei Ying, then glared at Yang Neng, but the corner of her mouth was smiling.

Wei Ying couldn’t help but admire these two people a little. He felt that she could be regarded as a good performer and he didn’t expect there were someone better than her.

If he hadn’t heard their conversation in the milk tea shop, he would definitely feel that they were very friendly to him now.

He smiled lightly and said, “I heard Lan Zhan say that this place is good, so I come to have a look, but now I don’t have much interest.”

After speaking, he turned and left without seeing the very ugly faces of the two girls behind him.

Wei Ying was not going to join the art club, and found a good reason for himself. He didn’t want to spend money on painting tools.

Just a few steps out of the door, he was stopped by a girl: “Don’t go, Wei Xue di. There will be a lack of talent in our club if you leave.”

Wei Ying was taken aback. The girl whom he didn’t know, was short. She tied a long curly hair with a purple ribbon, her bright eyes were full of smiles.

She continued: “I’m Zhou Lusi, the president of the Art Club, and I’m in the third grade. I heard from the little fat man Guo Cheng about you, so I’m just waiting for you to come to our club.”

Wei Ying was a little puzzled. He had never told Guo Cheng that he wanted to join the art club. He nodded and said, “Xue jie, but I don’t really want to join the club anymore.”

“Why?” Zhou Lusi was very puzzled and anxious, “Don’t you like painting?”

Wei Ying found this person more and more weird, so he said frankly: “I don’t have tools for painting.”

“What’s wrong with this? Won’t the president gave you a set of tools?” Zhou Lusi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and without particular attention, led Wei Ying into the studio.

The students who were painting inside respectfully shouted hello to the president.

They looked at Wei Ying in amazement. Only Chen Zhouxuan and Yang Neng had complex expressions.

With enthusiasm, Zhou Lusi gave Wei Ying a new drawing board and a set of brand-new brushes and paints. She said that it was publicly owned by the club and did not leave him any room for rejection.

Wei Ying was pressed to the drawing board like a chicken and began to draw.

Zhou Lusi finally let him go before instructing a boy to “take good care of Wei xue di”. She then took her cell phone out of the studio, as if she was going to call someone.

The boy introduced himself as Shi Ming, a student in the second-year art class.

He spoke to Wei Ying with a little envy: “How do you know our president? She is too enthusiastic about you too.”

Wei Ying thought, “I didn’t know,” so he replied: “Maybe my roommate Guo Cheng told her about me.”

Shi Ming whispered: “Guo Cheng? How can he reach the principal’s daughter?”

He thought that Wei Ying was not interested in this topic and deliberately lied to him, so he turned around to paint himself, ignoring Wei Ying.

The studio was quiet, Wei Ying also had begun to paint. Zhou Lusi gave him very good brushes and paints. This was the first time he could paint in such a formal way without borrowing other people’s tools.

When he was seriously painting, he would be fully engaged. He didn’t notice that more and more people were standing behind him.

Even President Zhou Lusi had come around.

The painting was a moon of a snowy night.

An icy moon full with silvery white light on the snow-capped mountains. Obviously the lines were very simple but with the perfect colour, the snow and moonlight portrayed an unattainable lonely beauty.

Wei Ying realized that he was being watched again when he closed his pen. He saw Zhou Lusi looking at him with scorching eyes, like looking at some treasured species.

“Xue di, if you tell me you haven’t learned painting, I won’t let you go today.” Zhou Lusi threatened, but her tone was excited.

The other onlookers suddenly looked at Wei Ying nervously. If the newcomer in front of them really hadn’t learned painting before, then what did they pay for the painting lesson for so many years for?

Wei Ying nodded calmly and said, “It’s just for fun when I’m bored.”

“Fuck!”

Drawing for fun.

A few people couldn’t help but curse in low voice. They looked at Wei Ying with sour and solemn eyes.

They thought Wei Ying was some kind of relative of the president.

Wei Ying couldn’t help but smiled, pretending to be really happy. When Lan Zhan said ‘it’s not necessary’ to do correction on the wrong question, he was this happy too.

Zhou Lusi was not surprised. Painting was the same as music. Perhaps a hundred percent of diligence was not as good as the talent of others.

She carefully looked at the painting and couldn’t help sighing: “Wei Ying, your style of painting is like a painting I have seen before.”

Wei Ying was startled slightly and hurriedly asked, “Whose is it?”

He wondered if it was his mother, Cangse Sanren?

Zhou Lusi said, “It’s a friend of a friend of mine. It doesn’t seem to be his friend now.”

She shook her head, as if she didn’t want to say anything. “Forget it, my friend is stingy and tight, I just glanced at it once and didn’t see it clearly. Maybe I remembered it wrong.”

Wei Ying was a little disappointed. Cangse Sanren had been away for so many years and would not be friends with teenagers.

Shi Ming, who had been painting next to Wei Ying, was convinced after a long time. He pulled Wei Ying to ask for guidance in his painting. Wei Ying agreed and several of the members also joined in.

Zhou Lusi looked at the scene in front of her and was in a good mood.

She turned around to look at other people’s paintings, but accidentally saw two girls who had not been involved in the onlooker just now looking at Wei Ying with complicated eyes.

Zhou Lusi squinted her eyes, still smiling, and then walked out of the studio.

The end of the club activities also meant that the school had ended. Wei Ying finally got rid of the enthusiastic people.

After eating, he returned to the dormitory and found that Guo Cheng hadn’t gone home, so he asked him about Zhou Lusi.

“What? The goddess and I said a total of two sentences, ‘xue jie, hello’ and ‘xue jie, goodbye’. How could I introduce her to other wild men?!”

The wild man: “…”

“Do you know that she is the youngest daughter of Principal Zhou, an art student and a third year xueba. It would be unfair for you to know such a goddess so easily!” Guo Cheng struck his chest.

Wei Ying thought for a while but still didn’t figure out why Zhou Lusi would know him.

After experiencing Chen Zhouxuan’s antics, he was now very wary of the sudden goodwill shown by others.

Forget it, anyway, he would only see her on the club activity day.

Wei Ying went to school in the afternoon. He finally found a fairly new listening book with tape at the big bookstore in the city. After returning, he continued to study in the dormitory until midnight.

On Monday the next day, he came to the classroom as early as usual.

There was still only one Wen Qing in the classroom. He said hello, Wen Qing nodded at him expressionlessly, and continued reading.

Wei Ying couldn’t help wondering if all people with top grades were silent. Then he would be quite willing to find the Sea Witch to exchange his voice for excellent results.

He also sat in his seat and began to write papers, and it didn’t take long for some people to enter the classroom.

Suddenly there was some noise in front of him. He didn’t care at first, until a girl’s voice said: “Could it be that someone in our class is stealing something?”

Wei Ying paused sensitively, but did not look up.

“Zhouxuan, think about it carefully, did you really drop your earphones at the school yesterday?” It was Luo Qingyang’s voice.

“I’m sure, I put the earphones in the drawer before going to Art Club meeting yesterday. I planned to get it back after I finished the painting, but then my mother called me to urge me, so I went straight home.” Chen Zhouxuan said anxiously, accompanied by the sound of flipping stuffs in the drawer.

“I did see Zhouxuan putting the earphones in the drawer yesterday, and then I went to the Art Club with her.” Yang Neng, who was sitting next to Chen Zhouxuan, testified.

“Zhouxuan’s ’s earphones are expensive, right? Her father brought her as a birthday present from the United States.” Feng Qiwu added.

Wei Ying didn’t need to listen anymore. He was basically certain that this was a set-up, and he was certain that the earphone must be in his drawer now.

The Gusu No. 1 High School was as free as wind. In order to protect the privacy of students, no surveillance was installed in the classrooms.

The cameras used for live broadcast were only turned on during class, so there was no way to prove himself.

To be honest, he had seen this old-fashioned method many times, in Yanping middle school.

But Wei Ying never thought of encountering such a thing in Gusu No. 1 High School.

He thought everyone was as graceful as on the surface. He didn’t understand why Chen Zhouxuan hated himself so much.

But he knew that he couldn’t provoke the people in Gusu No. 1 High School, because no one would protect him.

He was not a student here, and this was big issue. This incident would only make him unable to stay altogether, and it would also put Yanping High School to shame.

It would make him roll out of Lan Zhan’s world in embarrassment.

Lan Zhan.

Wei Ying subconsciously glanced to the side.

Fortunately, Lan Zhan had always come very late. He didn’t want Lan Zhan to see it.

“Why don’t we search the classroom before class?” Feng Qiwu began to suggest.

“I don’t think we need to search the whole class. After all, there were very few people who stayed at school after school yesterday and most people don’t lack earphones.” Yang Neng began to direct the scene.

Except for that one student in the class, who else would stay at school on Sunday? Who else was too poor to have earphones?

The answer was obvious.

“Don’t do this. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing if there is a misunderstanding in the end.” Luo Qingyang didn’t seem to know the plan of her little sisters, but she seemed to eventually understand it.

“Searching someone’s table is an invasion of privacy!” Wen Qing, who had not spoken, stood up and spoke, her voice was suppressing anger.

“Oh, I forgot. Isn’t it possible that it’s the first person to come to the classroom this morning?” Feng Qiwu chuckled lightly.

“You!” Wen Qing was obviously not in the same rank with them.

Wei Ying heard the footsteps gradually coming in the back row, and soon he heard Chen Zhouxuan smiling and asking him: “Wei Ying, did you see anyone who went to my seat yesterday?”

Wei Ying stopped writing and looked up at Chen Zhouxuan.

This girl was indeed a little pretty. The pair of eyes were obviously malicious but still looked delicate and pitiful.

“I’m not your tablemate, how would I know?” Wei Ying’s expression was calm, with a sarcasm in his eyes.

Chen Zhouxuan looked gloomy for a moment, and Yang Neng sneered on the side: “But you are the only one in our class who stayed at school, and everyone else went home.”

Luo Qingyang, who rushed over, glanced at Wei Ying, sighed and hesitated whether to speak or not.

The other students in the classroom were all in their seats, quietly looking over here, none of them made a sound, and some were typing on their mobile phones. It was guessed to be passing the gossip.

“I heard last time that the head teacher gave you a key to the classroom so that you can study on the weekend?” Feng Qiwu said with a clear hint.

Shen Xiao Hai did give Wei Ying a key, but Wei Ying usually studied in the dormitory on Sundays and barely used it.

“Wei Ying, you see, this earphones are very important to me. I really don’t want to lose it.” Chen Zhouxuan frowned slightly, her voice was soft, as if embarrassed.

Wei Ying looked up at Chen Zhouxuan, and was about to sneer when he suddenly heard a cold voice.

“You’d better think about it, whether the earphones are really lost.”

The few people in the back row suddenly looked towards the back door.

Only Wei Ying didn’t move, his heart sank quickly, and all the composure calmly collapsed almost instantaneously. He pinched his nails tightly into his palms until they felt painful.

He didn’t dare to turn his head to look at the person who was approaching, but his ears became extremely sensitive.

He heard Lan Zhan pulled the chair away as usual, but the sound of metal engraving on the floor was much sharper than usual.

Wei Ying didn’t dare to breathe hard, the calmness when he confront Chen Zhouxuan just now disappeared completely. He folded his neck and lowered his eyes, embarrassed like an ostrich with his head buried in the sand.

With a “bang”, a black water bottle full of water was suddenly snapped on the table with his head buried, and then the usual cold voice sounded: “Go and fetch me water.”

Wei Ying’s stiff body trembled subconsciously.

After being dumb for two seconds, he stood up and took Lan Zhan’s water bottle in both hands and walked to the drinking room. His fingers trembled a little, and he could only control it by holding the black water bottle tightly.

The classroom was very quiet. He could hear all the movement behind in the drinking room.

Luo Qingyang broke the stagnant atmosphere and took the initiative to explain to Lan Zhan: “Zhouxuan said that the earphones were dropped in the classroom yesterday, but she couldn’t find it today, so she asked Wei Ying if he saw it. This may be a bit of a misunderstanding.”

She had already guessed that Chen Zhouxuan was responsible for this incident, but Chen Zhouxuan was her friend after all, and she wanted to give Chen Zhouxuan a step down.

But Lan Zhan didn’t respond to her. He leaned on the back of the chair in a relaxed posture, placed one hand on the desk, tapped the table with his slender index finger and looked up at Chen Zhouxuan slightly.

His voice was not warm at all: “I’ll ask you again, is it really lost?”

Chen Zhouxuan’s face was pale, and she took a half step back subconsciously.

It was obvious that Lan Zhan was sitting and looking at her with an upward gaze. It was clear that his expression and his eyes were calm, but she felt a strong oppression, as if, if she just nodded and said ‘yes’, that gaze would actually turn into a sharp weapon to pierce her.

Feng Qiwu and Yang Neng obviously didn’t expect this to happen. They looked at each other and were a little flustered.

Feng Qiwu’s face was even paler. She seemed to suddenly understand why Lan Zhan had disgust in his eyes when he looked at her in the milk tea shop that day.

Chen Zhouxuan squeezed her hand tightly.

She didn’t know why Lan Zhan, who had always come after the bell rang, would suddenly arrive early, and she couldn’t figure out why he wanted to take care of the accident, but she knew she couldn’t offend Lan Zhan.

She didn’t dare to look at Lan Zhan’s eyes again, so she lowered her gaze and said:   “I… I might have left it at home. I’ll go back to look for it at night.”

Yang Neng also hurriedly said: “Yes, I may have remembered it wrong yesterday. Zhouxuan, you may have really brought the earphones back.”

Chen Zhouxuan paused when she heard the sound of fingers tapping the desktop suddenly becoming heavier.

Her heart shrank, and she looked at Lan Zhan subconsciously, but saw Lan Zhan lift the corners of his lips slightly.

He still looked at her with a very slight smile but the voice was extremely cold:

“Then I hope you can find it.”

Chen Zhouxuan tried to press the horror that surged in her heart, forced an ugly smile, and whispered: “Thank you, I must look for it carefully when I go back.”

She really didn’t want to stay here for another second, but Lan Zhan still did not let her go.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the slightly skewed desk to his side to align it, and then looked at her before slowly asking:   “What about after you find it?”

Chen Zhouxuan was about to cry. There were still some people in the classroom who were silently watching the drama.

She had never been so embarrassed before, but she still replied tremblingly, “I, I will apologize to Wei Ying.”

Feng Qiwu, who had been working hard to reduce her sense of existence, thought that the interrogation was finally over, but suddenly saw Lan Zhan look at her with sharp cold eyes.

She understood Lan Zhan’s meaning almost instantly, clutching her fingers and said hurriedly: “I, I will also apologize to Wei Ying. Last time I lied to him to make him late, it was my fault.”

Yang Neng didn’t dare to breathe, and apologized quickly.

The three of them watched with anxiety as Lan Zhan finally retracted his sight, as if he was treating them as air again.

He took out a heavy book from his schoolbag, and the cover seemed to be English listening, as well as a new cassette tape. He lowered his head and put it in his drawer.

Luo Qingyang hurriedly winked at Chen Zhouxuan and the others and the three of them escaped and walked to their seat with cold sweat.

Luo Qingyang didn’t left yet. She patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. In her opinion, the matter should be solved perfectly, and she couldn’t help but sigh to Lan Zhan.

“Finally it’s okay! I was scared to death just now!”

She was really scared to death. She was scared by Lan Zhan. She was in the same class as Lan Zhan in junior high school but had anyone ever seen Lan Zhan like this?

But when Lan Zhan glanced at her coldly, and rhetorically asked, “Are you okay?”

Luo Qingyang was startled.

She felt that Lan Zhan’s gaze looked the same as the one when he stared at Chen Zhouxuan just now.

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