Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 244 Questionnaire

Autumn afternoons always make people feel tired.

Especially after a physical test.

Noila Mo sat in the shade of a tree away from the playground, holding her chin in one hand and lazily basking in the sun.

The school uniform mask and peaked cap are still the same look all year round.

It was said to be shade, but in fact there were not many leaves left on the tree above the head. The sunlight filtered in from the branches, making the girl's shadow grow long and spread into the withered yellow leaves spread on the ground.

When the wind blows, the shadows are thrown into pieces, and then the sunlight reluctantly puts them back together.

Next to the shadow was another elongated shadow, it was Zhang Meng who was out of breath from exhaustion.

Running all out for [-] meters was simply a torture for this girl. She felt like her chest was about to explode, and her throat hurt every time she breathed. If Noila Mo had not advised her to sit down or lie down, She might have collapsed to the ground now.

"Your health is too bad, there is no need to work so hard."

Noila Mo spoke calmly, looking into the distance, not knowing where she was looking.

Zhang Meng obviously hadn't recovered yet, and replied out of breath: "I... my score was two seconds faster than passing... If I didn't work hard to even... pass, I wouldn't be able to pass..."

"That's why I said your health is too bad."

"This... I don't deny this... but I see that you... usually don't exercise much... why..."

Because the injury on her leg has not healed yet, Noila Mo did not take part in the physical test this time. However, in Zhang Meng's impression, although Mo Yixia's physical test results were always just above the passing line, she never seemed to be disappointed because of the physical test. After being embarrassed, it was as if there was still some energy left.

Perhaps she was afraid that her deskmate would lose her temper, so Noila Mo interrupted her lightly: "If the goal is just to pass, it doesn't matter whether you exercise or not."

Zhang Meng felt as if a knife had been stabbed in his chest.

After finally regaining her breath, she gulped sports drink into her mouth, and then she felt like she was alive again. She wiped her sweat and sat next to Noila Mo.

Physical tests are not something worth looking forward to for most students who are in a sub-healthy state, especially the [-] meters for boys and the [-] meters for girls, which are enough to annihilate many people's enthusiasm for the day's physical education class.

In addition to Noila Mo and Zhang Meng, there were several girls from their class under the shade of the tree, and they all looked half-dead.

The territory of boys and girls in school is often clearly defined, so boys are not in this place, but sit in groups on the playground lawn. Those with good physical strength and those who cheated and ran less laps during the physical test occupied the basketball early. field, gearing up, seeming ready to start a war as soon as their physical strength is restored.

Boys at this age always seem to have endless energy.

The autumn wind blows from time to time, slowly pushing the clouds in the blue sky. Occasionally, one or two unknown gray birds fly over and land on the wires in the distance, preening their feathers slowly.

Zhang Meng silently guessed the species of flying birds, resting her elbows on her knees, holding her chin in her hands, and said with a melancholy look on her face: "The monthly exam will be next week."

Noila Mo said nothing, she usually would not respond to such meaningless whispers.

Unless it's that guy.

"If you want to visit Linda, you have to get into the top [-] in the class. It's great. I also want to visit Linda."

Zhang Meng looked troubled. Although she had worked very hard, her grade ranking was always hovering around [-]. She was thankful to be in the top [-] every now and then. She couldn't even think about being in the top [-]. think.

"Linda does not restrict the entry and exit of outsiders. If you want to visit, you can go at any time." Mo Yixia said calmly.

"How can I feel the same when I go alone as when I go with everyone? Moreover, the school also covers the round trip fare. The money saved is enough for me to have a big meal."

"If you mean everyone in the class, then don't worry. There are no more than five people in the class who can enter the top [-] in the class, and basically none of them are familiar with you."

These words were really heartbreaking. Zhang Meng smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't there still you?"

"Do you think I can get into the top [-] in the whole class?" Mo Yixia glanced at her.

"Of course, although others don't believe it, after all, I have been your deskmate for so long, but you have never failed in any place you want to get into. I always feel like you are like the one in the novel who pretends to be a pig. The protagonist of Tiger has been hiding his strength.”

Zhang Meng was not exaggerating, Mo Yixia's progress started to show from this semester, and her ranking in each exam would steadily improve. However, she had never seen corresponding efforts from the other party.

A rise in ranking once or twice may not be enough to explain anything, but if you compare the opponent's initial ranking with its current ranking, the progress shown is quite exaggerated.

Obviously without much effort, the ranking is improving rapidly.

This means that Mo Yixia always has room for improvement.

"It's just because I know you will definitely pass the exam that I want to go to Linda with you..."

Zhang Meng's tone suddenly became a little sad. Compared with Noila Mo, her learning talent could be said to be pitiful, and all she could rely on was her unremitting efforts.

Unfortunately, this effort does not seem to be enough to support her current aspirations.

Mo Yixia quickly understood her thoughts and said calmly: "There is no need to treat an ordinary visit as a wish. If you really want to go to Linda with me, then you should set your wish a little bigger. For example, 'Enter the National College Entrance Examination to Linda University'."

"I knew you wanted to take the Lin University exam..."

Zhang Meng sighed, looking increasingly melancholy, "I also want to set such a lofty goal, but my ability is not enough."

"Who can say for sure about this kind of thing?"

Noila Mo didn't say much. She was confident enough in her own abilities, but she was not sure about letting others keep up with her pace.

"Forget it, don't talk about that."

Although Zhang Meng was a little sentimental, she was not a girl who indulged in self-denial all day long. She quickly cheered up, took out a crumpled note from her school uniform pocket, and said in a low voice, "What you asked me before Things have come to a head."

Noila Mo looked over.

"There are a total of twenty-eight boys in the class. I have asked all of them, and I also found an opportunity to ask the boys in the next class. According to survey statistics, about [-]% of the boys like gentle girls, and [-]% of the boys like gentle girls. Thirty-one percent of boys like aloof girls, [-]% of boys like tsundere-type girls, and [-]% of girls like domineering girls.”

Mo Yixia wrote down these data: "Where is the one percent left?"

"This..."

Zhang Meng curled her lips and glanced at a boy on the playground with disgust, "There is still one percent who likes wives, preferably those with children." "Did you tell him that he was asking about ideal types who are close to his age? ?"

"Yes, I said seriously that this is a questionnaire, please don't joke, but he still said that and smiled playfully. It's disgusting."

Like high school students with children or something like that, it gives me chills just thinking about it.

Zhang Meng secretly made up her mind to ignore this boy regardless of whether he was joking or serious.

Although she didn't say it explicitly, Noila Mo had already figured out who the "disgusting" boy was from her sight.

But she doesn't care about this. Everyone's ideal type is different. Even if she likes a naive pig, she won't express any opinions, but she will never give her blessing.

"Next is the second questionnaire."

Speaking of the second questionnaire, Zhang Meng's face turned red and hesitantly said, "I asked Liu Hao to help me ask this. About [-]% of the boys said that the bigger the breasts for girls, the better, and only [-]% said that the bigger the breasts for girls, the better. Seven out of the boys said they like small breasts, and [-]% of the boys said they have no requirements, as long as they look good, and this is also a prerequisite required by the first two types of boys..."

"The answers to the third questionnaire were relatively uniform. Ninety-seven percent of the boys said they like the little rich woman, preferably the one who is devoted to her life. The other [-]% said it doesn't matter. It is not a bad idea for two people to make something from scratch with their hands. kind of happiness."

"As for requirements other than body shape and appearance, black, long and straight hair is more popular..."

Zhang Meng read out all the questionnaires obtained during this period to Mo Yixia in one breath. The latter listened silently, integrated all the information in his brain, and finally came to a fairly satisfactory conclusion——

The probability of a girl like her becoming the ideal type of a high school boy is about [-]%. Although it is a very imprecise and incomplete statistics, this data is enough to illustrate the problem.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"You're welcome, but you seem to be very concerned about this topic recently. Is it because you have a boy you like?" Zhang Meng asked curiously.

Recently, Mo Yixia often asked her questions in this regard. The so-called questionnaire survey was actually made by herself. After all, she was also a girl and did not understand the thoughts of boys, so she completed several questionnaires in her spare time. When you have time, try to find a way to ask your classmates to help fill it out.

Before Noila Mo could answer, she heard several girls in the class not far away suddenly discussing the boys on the basketball court.

Although the physical test was very tiring, the period after the physical test was a rare opportunity to relax. After they had almost rested, they started chatting, and somehow the topic shifted to the boys in the same class.

Zhang Meng pricked up his ears.

"Xiao Zhanpeng is so handsome. He is tall and handsome. His grades are pretty good. He can even play basketball so well. Oh my god, how could there be such a perfect person? Tell me quietly, do you like him? I promise not to tell. Get out." A girl said in a flirtatious tone.

Adolescent students only talk about a few topics. For boys, they mainly talk about games, movies and TV series, while for girls, they mainly talk about TV dramas, novels and shopping. And whether they are boys or girls, they basically cannot avoid it when getting along with their friends. The topic of love.

Who is the most handsome in the class, who is the prettiest in the class, who is the most charming in the class... Maybe you won’t chat blatantly, and you won’t dare to test whether the person you like likes you, but you will definitely enjoy guessing who your friends like. .

However, the other girls obviously didn't believe her words. They had heard similar words a lot since they were young, and every time they whispered something, they all promised not to tell anyone. As a result, the incident was reported to the class that afternoon. open.

If it was something else, forget it, but it was obviously not easy to tell others about who you liked. Facing the looks from Noila Mo and Zhang Meng, several girls smiled sheepishly, and then quickly covered their faces. Talk to the girl's mouth, gesturing for her to keep her voice down.

Zhang Meng looked away. Although she felt a little regretful that she didn't hear the gossip she wanted to hear, she got an idea and asked in a low voice: "Noila Mo, do you like Xiao Zhanpeng?"

"Why do you think so?"

Noila Mo glanced at her. If this name hadn't appeared more frequently on weekdays, she might have spent time thinking about who this person was.

"Because you have seen him a lot during this period." Zhang Meng looked excited, as if he had some kind of evidence.

"If you have really observed me carefully, you will find that I have always looked out the window very frequently. The reason why you have this illusion is because he recently sat by the window, which just blocked my view."

Noila Mo explained patiently, her tone neither salty nor cold. As a rare friend around her, she didn't want Zhang Meng to misjudge the person she liked.

"Is that so?" Zhang Meng was stunned.

"Ah."

"That's why I like Jiang Ning."

"No."

"Sun Chengfei?"

"..."

Mo Yixia was silent for a while, looking at the wires in the distance. The gray bird that just landed disappeared without knowing why.

"The person you like should be Liu Hao," she said.

Zhang Meng was stunned and said in shock: "You...how do you know?"

After saying that, he quickly looked around guiltily, as if he was afraid that what he just said would be heard.

"There are many bases."

"You obviously want to focus on one thing, but you will unconsciously pay attention to it. If you meet the other person's eyes, you will look away immediately; if there is something, you will want to share it with the other person immediately, whether it is a good thing or something. Bad things, it seems that this way the joy will be doubled and the sadness will be reduced; if you are bored, you can't help but think of the other person, imagine what will happen the next time you meet, and occasionally wonder if the other person will think of you like this; break up They will be reluctant to part with each other, and then they will look forward to meeting each other. If there is no chance to meet or get along with each other, they will try every means to create opportunities; they hate most things, but they can never be angry with the other person, even if they know that they are greedy and greedy. Shameless guy..."

Zhang Meng originally felt very embarrassed, but she didn't expect that she would reveal so many thoughts without realizing it. However, the more she listened, the more weird she felt -

When did Liu Hao become a greedy and shameless guy?

What is described later is obviously inconsistent with my situation.

She looked confused, then she gradually came to her senses and said hesitantly: "Um... Noila Mo, are you talking about yourself?"

"Not at all."

Noila Mo shook her head, holding her chin with one hand, looking away from the distant wires and looking farther away. The sunlight hit the side of her face, like lighting up the tear mole in the corner of her eye.

As if she thought of something interesting, she pursed her lips and said in a matter-of-fact tone:

"If his eyes and mine met, I would not be the first to look away."

(End of this chapter)