Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 1412 Thoughts

"Ah Jie, isn't that the little messenger?"

Ouyang Moxuan's words made the boys stop at the top of the stairs leading to the fourth floor.

"It's been about two or three weeks since the last mail was delivered, hasn't it?"

The dim light in the stairwell illuminated the faces of several people, whose expressions were somewhat subtle.

Lin Yijie didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Two or three weeks... indeed.

Since the midterm exams ended, that short-haired girl has not come to deliver the letter for "her" again.

But he knew that "she" had done very well on the exam.

Two weeks ago, at the midterm exam commendation ceremony, he stood in the senior class and saw "her" standing on the podium in the distance—one of the top ten in the whole school.

He went to the bulletin board to check and found that Geng Xinyu was in Class 5 of Grade 11 and ranked ninth.

He was shocked and surprised.

This "person in the rain" actually got such good grades?
But more than anything, I felt joy.

To her delight, this "she" actually met him in the sea of ​​people.

Now, he sees "her" almost every day.

In the cafeteria, in the corridor, by the playground, "she" sometimes appeared alone, but more often she appeared with her companions. Sometimes it was the short-haired girl who delivered the letter, sometimes it was another short-haired girl, and sometimes it was four or five people appearing together.

She was no longer walking hurriedly as before, but with a smile on her face, just like she had on the stairs—she smiled and looked at her, then calmly looked away and walked into the classroom with the girl who delivered the letter.

Although there were no lights in the stairwell, the hallway lights were very bright, and he believed that "she" had seen him.

Her gentle, serene smile seemed to be how she should always be, and how he had imagined her to be.

"Class is starting! Class is starting!" Noises came from up and down the stairs, and some people ran up the stairs.

As soon as the group started to walk upstairs, they were shoved by people rushing up from behind.

"Hurry! Class is starting! We need to get back to the classroom!"

A few boys ran past them, shouting as they passed, muttering, "Sigh, the second-year students are just different from us third-year students. They're still lounging around even though class is in session."

Luo Jun was immediately displeased and shouted, "Who are you talking about? We're here too—"

Before she could finish speaking, Ouyang Moxuan grabbed her sleeve.

"Stop shouting," Ouyang Moxuan said with a calm smile, his expression unreadable. "If they're in a hurry, let them go first."

Luo Jun turned to look at him, wanting to argue a bit more.

“Ouyang is right,” Lin Yijie’s voice came from the side. “Let’s split up and move to the side.”

Luo Jun opened his mouth but didn't say anything more. He just glared at the stairwell where no one could be seen anymore, and silently walked behind.

Lin Yijie stepped over the last step and walked briskly toward the classroom.

A faint smile lingered at the corners of her lips.

Perhaps, today or soon, he will receive another letter from "her".

The classroom of Grade 11 (5) was brightly lit.

Ling Mengchu flipped through the reading notes she had brought in, then passed them forward and to the right respectively.

The classroom was filled with hushed chatter and the rustling of pages turning.

Wang Xinyi's eyes followed Ling Mengchu and Geng Xinyu. Watching the two enter one after the other carrying their study notes, she was even more certain of her earlier suspicions—these two were incredibly good at hiding their abilities!

She subtly tugged at Wang Xiaoxiao's sleeve, about to speak—

The school bell rang. She had no choice but to lean close to Wang Xiaoxiao's ear and whisper, "Ask Xiaoyu later what they were doing."

Wang Xiaoxiao laughed: "What else could we be doing? We'll definitely go to the restroom together and then get our reading notes. Didn't Teacher Yan tell us about that this afternoon?"

"I don't think it's that simple," Wang Xinyi waved her hand. "Why don't you ask?"

"Okay." Wang Xiaoxiao nodded and turned back to her seat.

After Geng Xinyu placed her reading and writing notes on Ling Mengchu's desk and returned to her seat, Wang Xiaoxiao smiled and leaned over: "Where did you go just now?"

"Standing in the corridor in the wind, huh?" Geng Xinyu casually raised her hand to tidy her short hair behind her ear, opened the book on the table, and picked up a pen.

Wang Xiaoxiao was taken aback: "Leaving in the wind at the door?"

"Yeah, right." Geng Xinyu smiled, her eyes crinkling. "You're allowed to chat with Wang Xinyi, but I'm not allowed to go out and enjoy the scenery?"

"Uh... no, that's not it." Wang Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly, and was about to say something when Ling Mengchu interrupted her.

"Xiaoxiao," Ling Mengchu turned around and placed a stack of reading notes in front of Wang Xiaoxiao, "Could you please pass these on to you and the people behind you?"

“Okay.” Wang Xiaoxiao nodded, took the reading notes, flipped through them, found her and Geng Xinyu’s notes, and passed the remaining ones to the back.

She flipped through her reading and writing notes and saw the elegant and bold "read" at the end of each diary entry, and she was in a good mood as she turned the pages.

When I flipped to two of them, my eyes suddenly lit up—

There were actually three comments following each one!

"Xiaoyu!" She turned around excitedly, "Look, Teacher Yan circled these few pieces for me..."

When his gaze fell upon the reading and writing notes in Geng Xinyu's hands, his excitement immediately vanished.

Geng Xinyu's notebook was densely filled with red circles. Each diary entry was followed by a long comment, written in neat, dense handwriting.

Indeed, a talented woman is truly exceptional.

The next moment, Wang Xiaoxiao felt relieved.

Xiaoyu is different from them, so why should I envy or be jealous? Xiaoyu was a precious student in Teacher Ding's eyes before, and now she is certainly a precious student in Teacher Yan's eyes as well. What's more, she even participated in the Jingyun Cup essay competition.

Wang Xiaoxiao leaned closer: "Can you show me what's written on this?"

Geng Xinyu generously pushed her reading notes over.

Wang Xiaoxiao flipped through the pages and couldn't help but gasp: "Teacher Yan is really biased, she actually gave you such detailed feedback."

Geng Xinyu smiled and habitually closed her reading notes: "Go do your homework."

Wang Xiaoxiao clicked her tongue, sat back down, took out her physics workbook, and started writing.

He Shiling snapped out of her thoughts and took out her homework.

Regardless of what he or they think, her primary task is to focus on her studies.

Although everyone achieved good results in the midterm exam, there is still a month and a half until the final exam, so she cannot let her guard down.

She felt that the excessive praise during the midterm exams was a bit strange, just like the sudden class reassignment this spring—strange but she couldn't quite make sense of it.

Since that's the case, I'll stop thinking about it for now and focus on my studies in the future.

Prioritize your studies.

She wanted to make progress together with everyone and strive for even better results in the final exams, fulfilling her campaign promise to win back the banner for outstanding class.

The night outside the window grew darker, and a crescent moon had quietly climbed to the treetops and hung in the western sky, making the teaching building even brighter.

In each classroom, the scratching sound of pens gliding across paper rose and fell.

Wen Qingxuan reached his hand to the very back of the drawer, but when he touched the hard envelope, he pulled it back as if it were burning his hand.