TMISIU- Chapter 12

When Wei Ying came out of the drinking water room, there were already more students in the classroom.

Students who came later did not seem to know what happened before. The chatting, the copying of homework, even the atmosphere was the same as usual.

Class monitor Xiao Xingchen patrolled the classroom with a discipline book while participating in small talks everywhere.

He was about to turn around to patrol another row of seats when he bumped into Wei Ying who was walking in the back row.

He froze and immediately greeted with a smile: “Hi, classmate Xiao Wei, good morning!”

Xiao Xingchen had just gotten the general understanding of the morning gossip through the private group of CIA boys established by Nei Huaisang.

In order to protect the dignity of the fragile new classmate, Xiao Xingchen gave a deadly order and asked all the members of the group to shut up, especially Nei Huaisang who couldn’t control his mouth.

He was determined not to mention the matter in front of Wei Ying.

Thinking of this, Xiao Xingchen grinned even more, hoping to dissolve the sadness of this poor man with his kind and bright smile.

As a result, Wei Ying who was holding a water bottle with his hands greeted him with a smile: “Good morning! Monitor.”

Then he walked briskly past him and went straight to the back seat.

Xiao Xingchen’s bright smile froze.

Was the information wrong? No matter how he looked at Wei Ying, he didn’t have the despair he expected.

On the contrary, still a little happy?

Why wasn’t Nei Huaisang coming? Xiao Xingchen couldn’t help his desire to gossip.

Wei Ying returned to his seat and saw Lan Zhan lowered his head to read, just like usual.

After sitting down, he put the water bottle in his hand on Lan Zhan’s table and turned his side slightly, looked at Lan Zhan’s deep profile face looking down and reading.

He said in a redundant gesture: “The water is ready.”

In fact, he just poured the water out of the bottle and filled it again with water.

Lan Zhan hummed carelessly, turned a page and continued reading.

Normally, if he ignored Wei Ying, Wei Ying should wisely turn around to do his own thing, but after more than ten seconds this person actually stared at him motionlessly, Lan Zhan couldn’t help turning his face slightly and said coldly.

“What’s up?”

His eyes happened to hit Wei Ying and he looked at his gaze.

His(wy) beautifully shaped eyes were full with moist and dampness, but they flickered slightly, like the starlight that filled him.

Lan Zhan turned around naturally and continued reading, turning another page.

Wei Ying looked at the competition book and said, “You haven’t finished reading the page just now.”

Unless there was a real quantum wave speed reading method, geniuses couldn’t read a page so quickly.

Lan Zhan who was about to continue turning the page with his fingers, turned to look at Wei Ying, frowned slightly and said with impatience, “What’s the matter?”

Wei Ying just wanted to speak, but the sound of reading in the classroom suddenly became very loud and turned into a morning market, just because the grade director had just passed by with a cough from the door.

He was afraid that Lan Zhan would not be able to hear him, so he leaned towards Lan Zhan in the midst of loud and enthusiastic morning reading, half-covered his lips with his right hand, and whispered word by word in Lan Zhan’s ear:

“I want to say, thank, you!”

Xiao Xingchen, who was on patrol, kept secretly observing the situation in the last row.

He suddenly had an earthquake of magnitude when he saw Wei Ying approaching Lan Zhan and whispering to him.

The slender and white neck was slightly raised, and in order to maintain the balance of the body, his left hand was casually placed on the edge of the table in front of Lan Zhan while his chest was almost hanging onto Lan Zhan.

The new classmate was courageous!

Who in their class didn’t know that Lan Zhan hated others for being too close to him.

Xiao Xingchen had already imagined a hundred tragic endings for Wei Ying, but in the end he didn’t see the expected scenes.

Lan Zhan didn’t make any movements, and Wei Ying was whispering to him!

Wei Ying, who didn’t know he was being closely observed, retracted his slanted upper body after speaking, tilted his head and continued to look at Lan Zhan.

The slightly raised eyelashes were as moist as the morning dew, but the corners of the mouth were curved in a beautiful arc, as if they had eaten some candy.

Lan Zhan glanced at Wei Ying’s bright eyes. He quickly retracted his gaze, and smoothed the uneven pages of the book that he had just folded with his fingers and with a colder tone than usual, he replied: “No need to.”

As the grade director left, the sound of reading in the classroom became sparse, mixed with the sound of small talk.

Wei Ying put up the Chinese textbook with his hand to block his head, lying his head down on the desk with his face sideways and seriously said something to the tablemate: “Why are you here so early today?”

Usually this person strived to be the last, however, it was because of Lan Zhan loved to be late that Wei Ying had the opportunity to occasionally see Lan Zhan being punished by Nei Xiaoting to read English on the screen in the past.

“…There is no traffic jam on the road today.” Lan Zhan closed the book without reading the opened pages at all, didn’t even look at Wei Ying.

Wei Ying lay on the desk, looking at Lan Zhan’s beautiful jaw line looking up from below and the rolling Adam’s apple when he was talking, he suddenly remembered seeing Lan Zhan on the podium for the first time on the first day of school.

At that time, Shen Xiao Hai asked him why he was late. He said that there was a car accident on the road.

At that time, he didn’t laugh, but now he laughed.

Wei Ying tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth and asked: “Then how do you know that I didn’t take it? If it is found out, wouldn’t you be embarrassed?”

Lan Zhan said dismissively: “You don’t even have a mobile phone. What do you want earphones for?”

Wei Ying’s expression was slightly embarrassed, and he retorted in a low voice, “I obviously have a cassette player.”

Lan Zhan raised the corner of his lips slightly and put the book into the drawer, but his hand touched the cassette tape he had brought. He paused his hand, pushed the tape inside and said to Wei Ying:

“Give me.”

Wei Ying was taken aback, and asked blankly: “Do you want the cassette player?”

“…”

Lan Zhan bent his index finger and knocked on Wei Ying’s table.

Wei Ying suddenly realized that Lan Zhan was referring to “stolen goods”. He quickly put his hand into the drawer, searched for it for a while and found a small box.

Then he took it out from under the desk and quickly handed it to Lan Zhan, like a spy passing confidential information.

Lan Zhan threw it into his schoolbag casually like trash, then took out a pen and played with it in his hand.

“What are you going to do with it?” Wei Ying asked curiously. This earphones should be very expensive.

“Throw.” Lan Zhan showed no mercy.

Wei Ying thought this was the only way to go.

He looked at Lan Zhan’s slender fingers in a daze, and remembered the scene of Lan Zhan playing the piano that day.

He thought about painting the hands next time, but suddenly heard Lan Zhan whispered:

“Do you know now? You don’t have to respond to everyone who gives you small favour, and don’t be so grateful just because others treat you a little better.”

“???”

Wei Ying was stunned. Was Lan Zhan preaching to him about this lesson?

He was at a loss for a while before he figured out that Lan Zhan might be referring to the fact that he helped Chen Zhouxuan draw a blackboard newspaper because of the a bottle of water that costed 12 yuan. If it weren’t for this, perhaps he wouldn’t be involved in this.

He didn’t understand why Lan Zhan always cared about the blackboard newspaper. Was he still brooding over the flowers he painted?

Wei Ying still covered his head with the book and moved towards Lan Zhan’s desk, with his chin resting on his elbow. He didn’t realize that he had crossed the line. He tilted his head and raised his eyelashes to look at Lan Zhan, asking him.

“Then if there are very, very few people who treat me well, if I don’t respond to anything, won’t no one be willing to treat me well in the future?”

For him, even the good of his parents and relatives was vain, and no one in this world would treat him unconditionally.

Lan Zhan looked down at Wei Ying’s eyes. He unscrewed the cap of the pen with a slight force in his hand, then quickly closed it again.

After a silence, he replied: “You can only respond well to people who are really good to you.”

There was no good for no reason. Whether it was good intentions or malicious intentions, it was mixed with various purposes and ideas.

Wei Ying was stunned. He looked at Lan Zhan and suddenly laughed, with a smile trembling gently on the long eyelashes.

Lan Zhan pursed his lips and said stiffly, “What are you laughing at?”

Was there any normal person who could still smile so freely after experiencing the thing in the morning?

Wei Ying suppressed his smile, but the corners of his mouth were still tilted. He happily said.

“Because I know whom to treat.”

He smiled and looked at Lan Zhan, but Lan Zhan didn’t seem to want to talk to him anymore, so Wei Ying had to get off from the table, put the Chinese textbook, and stared at the book in a daze, thinking about something in his heart.

But suddenly three blank composition papers and a black pen appeared on the opened Chinese textbook, and then an indisputable voice said to him.

“Didn’t you say that I can ask you to write anything? Then write a self-review of what happened this morning, reflect on the mistakes, and give it to me before night study.”

Wei Ying stared at the three sheets of paper and pen in front of him in a daze.

Although he had promised Lan Zhan, he never expected Lan Zhan would ask him to write a self-review.

Wei Ying did write a lot of self-reviews in elementary and middle school. For fighting, for skipping classes, for contradicting teachers, for speaking during class…

After going to high school, he learned to behave well, and his good grades were favored by the teachers, so no one had asked him to write a self-review anymore.

Wei Ying felt a little embarrassed and couldn’t help but to talk back: “What did I do wrong? Why write a self-review?”

But when Lan Zhan glanced at him lightly, his eyes were calm but full of pressure, and he was clearly dissatisfied with his contradiction.

Wei Ying gave up and muffled: “Okay, I was wrong, I will write.”

He picked up the black pen, held it in his palm and realized that there was still the temperature of Lan Zhan’s hand on it. He used some strength to hold it tightly.

Then on the first line of the first sheet, the three words “Written Self-Review” were written very solemnly.

As for how to write it, he had no idea at all.

Those reviews he wrote before in high school were all made up without seriousness, but this was written for Lan Zhan, so he couldn’t make a joke of it.

Wei Ying scratched his head in distress, and frantically searched through the thought reports and reviews he had seen before.

During the night self-study, Shen Xiao Hai suddenly came to the classroom to find Wei Ying, and said softly to him: “Wei Ying, come out with me.”

After that, he left the classroom first.

Wei Ying was taken aback, and before leaving his seat, he quickly put the self-review he had just finished on Lan Zhan’s desk, and then hurried out of the classroom.

Shen Xiao Hai took Wei Ying out of the teaching building, walked to a secluded flowerbed, and started talking after confirming that there was no one nearby.

“Wei Ying, I learned about what happened in the morning. I’m really sorry. I want to say I’m sorry. As the head teacher, I didn’t know that there was a conflict in the class and almost made you misunderstood.”

Shen Xiao Hai was very cautious in his words, and obviously he still cared about the faces of the girls, but his tone was so sincere, so sincere that Wei Ying was a little confused.

Wei Ying thought about his self-review, and shook his head: “Teacher, there is no need to apologize, it is not your fault.”

No matter how powerful the head teacher was, it was impossible to control the emotions and malices of every student in the class.

Shen Xiao Hai sighed, raised his hand and patted Wei Ying’s shoulder: “Good boy, it is not easy for you to come to our school. I thought it would be fine if you were placed next to Lan Zhan. I didn’t expect that something went wrong. Fortunately, it wasn’t a big matter.”

If the trouble was big, even if Wei Ying was innocent, it would be very ugly. Shen Xiao Hai still had the lingering fears.

Wei Ying was startled and asked, “Why did you arrange for me to sit next to Lan Zhan?”

Obviously Lan Zhan hated having tablemate so much.

Shen Xiao Hai paused and explained: “Every child in the first class is excellent, and it is precisely because they are so excellent. Except for the unsurpassable Lan Zhan, many students are actually competing with each other secretly. You are a newcomer after all, and I am worried that it will be difficult for you to blend in.”

Although Shen Xiao Hai was very euphemistic, Wei Ying still understood.

Except for the people in Class 1 who were born with simple mind like Nei Huaisang, most of the people in Class 1 were very good and strong.

He was a poor student from a poverty-stricken county. Even if Class 1 students accepted him amicably out of self-manners at the beginning, but if he showed too much difference, this kind of friendliness would likely turn into contempt or even exclusion.

But Wei Ying still didn’t understand what this had to do with placing him next to Lan Zhan.

He still wanted to ask Shen Xiao Hai about it when Shen Xiao Hai changed the subject and started to be verbose.

“If you have any difficulties in life and study, you must tell me. The scholarship that the school gives you should be used. If it is not enough, you can write an application to the school. The sponsor of this project is very generous. Your tuition and living expenses actually come from the fund that the sponsor gives to the school, so you don’t have to worry about spending the school’s money… “

Wei Ying couldn’t help but curiously asked: “Teacher, can I know who the sponsor is?”

He always thought that this project was a collaboration between the Yanping County Government and Gusu No.1 High School only for live broadcast.

It seemed that there was a specific funder who had funded all his expenses to Gusu High School.

Wei Ying remembered that after the mid-term exam in the first half of the year, the principal of Yanping High School suddenly announced the news that the Top 1 in final exam would “study abroad” at Gusu No. 1 High School. From then on, he started preparing for the exam.

The topic seemed to be a little taboo for Shen Xiao Hai.

He thought Wei Ying wanted to thank him in person, so he kindly said: “Good boy, you just need to concentrate on studying so in the future, you can go to a good university. It is the best reward.”

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In the classroom at this time, the students were all quietly studying on their own.

Of course, there was also a fleas like Nei Huaisang, who was restless and waiting for it to end.

He was bored and his gaze wandering around. He was looking at the book in front of him when he suddenly heard a laugh from behind.

The laughter was extremely short and quiet, but Nei Huaisang’s big ears still heard it. He turned his head and looked at desk behind him like a ghost.

There was only one Lan Zhan in the back row holding a few pieces of composition paper and looking at it.

“???”

Nei Huaisang felt that he really saw a ghost.

Wei Ying was not there, then it could only be Lan Zhan who laughed, but when did Lan Zhan laugh out loud?

He squinted his eyes and stared at Lan Zhan’s face carefully, trying to dig a little smile from this perfect face to prove that it was not his hallucination.

However, Lan Zhan looked as cold as before, just looking intently at the composition paper.

Nei Huaisang couldn’t help but stretched his neck and leaned over there, and asked in a low voice curiously: “Xuesheng, what is so funny, can you show me?”

As a result, Lan Zhan turned the composition paper over and put it on the desk. He coldly spitted out a word: “Scram.”

Nei Huaisang retracted his neck and turned around aggrievedly.

He thought he would not only go to his father to sign up at Neurology Department, he might also sign up at Otolaryngologist (ears specialist)Department.

How could Lan Zhan laugh out loud?

Even if he read joke books to him, this person wouldn’t laugh.

He must have heard it wrong.

But a scene suddenly flashed in Nei Huaisang’s mind. Thinking of his freshman year in high school, he used to run errands to get the letters sent to Class 1 from the guards.

Sure enough, he saw that most of them were sent to Lan Zhan from Yanping County, and he knew from the handwriting that they came from a little girl.

Most of them were sent by the same girl. Nei Huaisang was deeply impressed by this unique handwriting, because every time he went to get a letter, there would be a letter from this girl.

There were six or seven letters every month and an extra one was added during the holidays.

He was almost moved by this spirit, but this girl didn’t seem to have a good taste, and her handwriting was the same as non-mainstream Martian writing.

Nei Huaisang sorted out the letter as usual and put it on Lan Zhan’s desk.

At that time, Lan Zhan seemed to be reading a copy of an excellent full-point essay sent by Li Lujin a long time ago. (Chinese teacher Lujin distributes Wei Ying’s essay to the whole class. Mentioned in Chapter 3-4)

Nei Huaisang couldn’t help but joked: “Xuesheng, now I seriously suspect that you are deliberately late every time in my aunt’s English class. Let the little girl in Yanping High School see you reading English on the screen, and then write a love letter to you, right?“

Of course he was talking nonsense.

With Lan Zhan’s indifferent character, all the letters sent to him must have been thrown away. He didn’t throw it in the trash can because of his personality. How could Lan Zhan embarrassed himself coming late just for a girl thousands of kilometers away.

Nei Huaisang felt that Lan Zhan would say “scram” to him coldly, or simply ignore him.

As a result, Lan Zhan didn’t say anything at the time, but smiled slightly, and then put all the envelopes into his schoolbag.

The smile was fleeting, it made Nei Huaisang think that he had a hallucination.

Nei Huaisang remembered the gossip that Xiao Xingchen shared with him during the day, and suddenly felt that he was a little negligent as the CIA group owner.

At this time, Lan Zhan in the back row turned the composition paper over again, and looked at the last paragraph of the beautiful handwriting:

[I solemnly review and will earnestly implement Lan Zhan’s important Thought of Represent and adhere to the three unswervingly principles of “Believe in Lan Zhan unswervingly”, “Listen to Lan Zhan unswervingly”, and “Learn from Lan Zhan unswervingly”, and keep moving closer to the Lan Zhan’s important thoughts. I will strictly follow his words and deeds with high standards, so as to “learn to reject”, “do not respond casually to small favors”, “do not waste time doing meaningless things”, study earnestly, work hard and strive to enter the top fifty in the mid-term exam, and live up to the glorious mission of being Lan Zhan tablemate!

Reviewer: Wei Ying]

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