Rebirth caused a scandal, but accidentally saved Bai Yueguang

Chapter 39: Encounter, Luck

As soon as Teacher Xu said this, all the students in the class were excited and shouted "yes!" I don't know who started it, but the shouting became unified:

“Let them read each other’s.”

Xu Zhe'an took the answer sheet handed to him by Xu Shuping. He looked up slightly and could see the expectation on her face. Before he knew it, the answer sheet in his hand was taken away by Jiang Yun.

Looking around again, I saw that most of the classmates were laughing happily. They adhered to the principle of watching the fun and taking it as a way to spice up their boring lives.

At this point, there was no way to escape, so he whispered to Jiang Yun beside him:
"Let's go."

Seeing that the two had no intention of moving, Xu Shuping took the initiative to make way for them and suggested again:

"It seems that our two talented people are a little shy. Classmates, please applaud louder."

After saying that, she led the applause and retreated to the back of the classroom.

"It's hard to refuse such a kind offer."

Xu Zhe'an stood up under everyone's gaze.

"Teacher Xu, she's a little shy, so let me do it. I'll read two at a time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was met with a burst of sighs.

"Huh~"

No one agreed with his suggestion. This kind of plot, which could only appear in campus youth novels, happened around them, so they naturally did not want to miss such a good opportunity.

Xu Shuping doesn't think so. As long as she is willing to support the work, she can accept any discrepancies between the process and the plan.

"Okay, Xu Zhe'an is pretty good, responsible, and a real man."

After getting consent, Xu Zhe'an took the answer sheet from the reluctant Jiang Yun.

He came to the podium with a gust of wind, and the first thing he did was to see Jiang Yun's reaction. He saw that she was covering her face with her hands, looking ashamed.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart:

What on earth did you write? Why would you be so embarrassed about an essay?
"Cough cough."

He cleared his throat and put Jiang Yun's answer sheet on it.

"I'll read Jiang Yun's essay first. Please don't make a fuss, she's very shy."

Seeing that everyone was sitting properly, he lowered his head to look at her answer sheet, and forced himself to suppress the upward curve of his lips.

"Inscription: Meeting you in this vast sea of ​​people, you are like the autumn wind caressing my osmanthus fragrance, how fortunate I am."

Hiss… At first I thought it was a love letter. Luckily no one was making a fuss, so I just let go and raised the volume a little:

“My fortune lies in the autumn and the fragrance of osmanthus.

Whenever autumn comes, the rich sweet scent of osmanthus in the streets and alleys, like a naughty elf, quietly penetrates into every corner, but it is mixed with a chilly taste, and floats slowly into my heart.

The autumn wind is cold, blowing across my face, bringing a chill, but it cannot blow away the strong fragrance of osmanthus.

I remember hearing my father say in the winter of my childhood: "When the sweet osmanthus flowers bloom, everything will be fine."

There happened to be many osmanthus trees on the side of the road downstairs. The small flowers, some golden and some light yellow, were in clusters and groups, hugging each other tightly.

Every time I stared blankly for a long time, until the osmanthus flowers fell, and the petals that were originally embracing each other instantly split into four.

At first, I was just looking forward to the sight of the osmanthus trees in full bloom in the fall. Then, after a tragic accident, I suddenly grew up ahead of my peers and truly discovered the meaning of enjoying the flowers and smelling their fragrance under the trees:
It is about remembering the deceased and missing the genuine care from strangers.

I thought it was just a chance encounter, but the thread of fate made me meet the one I had been thinking about on an ordinary day in the autumn of that year.

Thus, autumn and osmanthus have become the most meaningful symbols of my life; they are what I look forward to year after year after year.”

……

"There are too many things to worry about, but I won't stop because of them. Because I have encountered something, I am lucky."

As the last sentence ended, Xu Zhe'an's voice stopped abruptly, and the people below applauded wildly. Their expressions changed several times in just five minutes.

More than 800 words are not long, but they seem to touch the soul and move all the listeners. The faint sadness, strong soul and warm gratitude are fully and perfectly expressed in Jiang Yun's composition.

Xu Zhe'an was also deeply moved. She looked at Jiang Yun below with a slight movement of her lips. Her embarrassment had disappeared as soon as she finished reading the inscription.

At Xu Shuping's suggestion, Xu Zhe'an took out his composition and began to read.

After all, he graduated from a prestigious university in his previous life, so high school argumentative essays were not difficult for him at all.

After reading, Xu Shuping thanked Xu Zhe'an and commented on the two essays before leaving the classroom.

After returning to his seat, Xu Zhe'an carefully put away Jiang Yun's answer sheet. He had already thought about it when he was at the podium that this answer sheet must be kept safe at all costs.

The reason for this is that, using narcissistic terms, it can be temporarily classified as a love letter written to oneself.

After Xu Zhe'an finished his work, he pulled Jiang Yun's ponytail and asked:
"Sister Yun, are you really writing about autumn? Or are you referring to something else?"

The moment she heard this, Jiang Yun subconsciously avoided Xu Zhe'an's gaze, but she knew that this wouldn't work, so she decided to turn the tables and asked:
"I heard Master Xu read it with great emotion. Could it be that my writing was not clear enough?"

“It’s definitely different.”

Xu Zhe'an suddenly had an idea and thought of an easy-to-understand example:
"For example, in Chinese language reading passages, you have to understand the thoughts and feelings of the passage. What I read out might not have been what the author thought about at the time, so it's better to ask the author directly."

In front of the eloquent Xu Zhe'an, Jiang Yun had no power to resist at all. Since she couldn't win the argument on this issue, changing the topic was naturally the only option.

"If your science score can get back to 280, the gap between you and first place will be even smaller. Hurry and study hard."

As she spoke, she found her notes, placed them in front of Xu Zhe'an, and instructed:
"Reinforce your theoretical understanding on the questions you got wrong. I'll make you something delicious this afternoon when I get home."

"No way, the difference between him and me is more than 20 points."

Xu Zhe'an looked at the eye-catching 268 points written by Jiang Yun in red pen on the comprehensive science answer sheet, and his tone was helpless and bitter.

Fortunately, those geniuses who were admitted have already left the school, otherwise we would have had trouble living like this.

"Try it. There's a reward if you get first place."

Jiang Yun spoke these words in a very low voice, fearing that anyone around her might hear them.

"Can you give me a reward first, give me some motivation, or at least give me hope?"

Xu Zhe'an asked, imitating her.

If you look at the way the two of them are whispering from outside the classroom, you might mistakenly think they are kissing in the classroom if the angle is not right.

Jiang Yun's expression was gentle, she narrowed her eyes and smiled, and reiterated her opinion.

"I can guarantee a generous reward, but it can't be redeemed in advance. You have to meet the conditions I specify."

Xu Zhe'an obviously didn't believe that the reward was generous. He knew Jiang Yun's habits too well. A promise that could make her smile and say it naturally must be ordinary.

"If I can make any request after I achieve it, I will still try my best."

Hearing this, Jiang Yun became hesitant.

Having experienced being forcibly carried like a princess by Xu Zhe'an, I am not very confident about the requests he would make.

"Take the test if you want."

After saying this, Jiang Yun turned to the other side, leaving only her back to him.

Xu Zhe'an was stunned.

"Sister Yun, wasn't this you who suggested it?"

Jiang Yun said dissatisfiedly:

"Bah, I know exactly what's going on in your head."

At this moment, there was a "boom" sound outside the classroom. Turning around, I saw the sky suddenly became dark with dark clouds.

There were thunders one after another and heavy rain pouring down.

It was a clear sky when I went out in the morning. The speed at which the weather in Jiangcheng changed was almost the same as the speed at which Jiang Yun's expression changed, and there was no sign of it.

Because it was raining so hard and I only had one umbrella, I had lunch at school.

With Jiang Yun's appetite piqued, the food in the cafeteria was simply unpalatable. He didn't know what a hard life he had lived in the past.

In the afternoon, Xu Zhe'an was reviewing seriously, and now Jiang Yun has caught up.

If she tries harder in the college entrance exam and loses the "four-year agreement", I'm afraid I'll get beaten if I hug her.

After school ended at 6 o'clock, the two of them grabbed their things and just walked out of the classroom door when Yang Minghui called out to Xu Zhe'an from a distance. Jiang Yun took off his schoolbag and reminded him:

"If I ask you to move things again, find an excuse and run away. Don't be stupid."

"It doesn't look like it. You're sitting in the classroom waiting for me."

Xu Zhe'an walked towards the office with doubts, and when he arrived, Yang Minghui was smoking.

"Teacher Yang, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Good thing."

Yang Minghui threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray and showed his unique smile again, which was a little weird.

"The senior class has decided to hold a commendation meeting next Wednesday. One student representative from each of the arts and science departments will give a speech to encourage everyone. After my persistent argument, Class 2 chose to withdraw, and the science spot falls to Class 1. I'd like you to give a speech."

After Xu Zhe'an understood the whole story, he really wanted to give Yang Minghui a good scolding.

Seeing his smug look with a hint of taking credit for it was simply indescribable.

"Teacher Yang, I'm not suitable. Can't we choose someone else?"

"I think you're the one who deserves it. The original basis for the commendation was these two exams, both of which were very difficult. And yet, you've made such rapid progress."

If you are allowed to talk within the class, that’s fine. After all, we are classmates for three years.

If you present in front of the whole grade, the people below will most likely not listen. It is a pure waste of time to go through this useless form.

"Teacher, you can't just focus on me."

Xu Zhe'an waved his hands repeatedly in denial, then quietly suggested:
"Let's change someone. Wu Mingshi, who finished third, is quite suitable. He went from 650 to 680 points, and he deserves congratulations as well. You can't favor one over the other."

There is a famous saying: No one will always remember the second place.

If it weren't for what happened with Jiang Yun on the day of rebirth, Yang Minghui probably wouldn't care about himself so much. At least that was how it was in his previous life.

"Where's Jiang Yun? Go call her over."

Xu Zhe'an knew he would ask Jiang Yun first, so he made up an excuse:

"She's not okay either. My mom asked her to get a checkup next week, so let's leave this to someone else."

Yang Minghui was annoyed by the repeated rejections. He patted Xu Zhe'an's arm and said sternly:

"I underestimated you. If Wu Mingshi doesn't agree, I'll write the manuscript and let you take the stage."

"Goodbye, Teacher Yang."

Xu Zhe'an would never agree and ran away decisively.

If this really happens to me, I will just ask my mother to help me take a day off. It is not better to be at home with Sister Yun than here.

When I returned to the classroom, Jiang Yun was sitting facing the back door. When she saw me coming, she picked up her schoolbag and walked over.

"What do you want?"

"I'll tell you later. Go downstairs first."

Xu Zhe'an was thinking of a trick in his mind.

"It's so mysterious, let's just not talk about it."

Jiang Yun handed the umbrella to Xu Zhe'an.

"Tall people hold umbrellas."

She walked in front of Xu Zhe'an with her hands behind her back, like a hands-off boss.

As he walked out of the teaching building, he opened his umbrella.

Ok…

If Jiang Yun didn't carry the parasol on her back, she would definitely get wet.

"What are you doing standing there? Aren't you hungry?"

"The rain is so heavy and the umbrella is so small, Sister Yun, let me carry you back so you don't get wet."

Xu Zhe'an pointed at the raindrops falling from the sky. They were brewing from the high temperature in Jiangcheng for more than ten days, and they were very big.

"Can you be more serious and just go back and change your clothes after getting your shoulders wet?"

Jiang Yun grabbed his wrist and twisted it on the back of his hand.

"Or I can go back first and bring you an umbrella later."

"That's not what I meant. Let's go."

Xu Zhe'an raised the small flower umbrella in his right hand and took a step down, with Jiang Yun walking closely beside him.

After taking just two steps, Xu Zhe'an moved the middle umbrella to Jiang Yun's right.

"What are you doing? What if you catch a cold tomorrow?"

"of course…"

Xu Zhe'an exerted a little force on his arms, pulled Jiang Yun towards him, bent his waist and placed his right elbow on her shoulder, and explained with a smile:
"I'm afraid you'll get wet, so I'll stay close to you."

"I know that all you think about all day is how to bully me."

Jiang Yun was not very happy with his bold behavior while still in school.

"Sister Yun wants to know what Lao Yang said. He said that we have made rapid progress and we need to maintain our relationship...it hurts."

Xu Zhe'an was halfway through his words when he felt a hand pinching the flesh on his waist.

"He's talking nonsense. How could he possibly say that? Watch the road."

Even though they were covered by the small flower umbrella, their actions were still seen by many people.

Due to the heavy rain, the two walked much faster than usual. When they got home, Xu Zhe'an's left half of his body was inevitably wet, while Jiang Yun only had her trouser legs and shoes wet.

The first thing to do after getting caught in the rain is of course to take a comfortable hot shower. There are two bathrooms anyway.

Xu Zhe'an finished everything from head to toe and blow-dried it in ten minutes, and then sat on the balcony to enjoy the elegant act of "appreciating the rain".

After watching for more than ten minutes, I heard the sound of footsteps behind me. I turned around and saw Jiang Yun with a towel wrapped around her head, walking towards me with a hair dryer and a comb.

"Help me blow dry my hair. Auntie said you have good skills. I always make it tangled when I blow dry my hair."

Xu Zhe'an asked Jiang Yun to lean forward and sit on a small stool, and asked:

"How did you figure it out today? Last time you almost beat me to death."

"Isn't that because you always say nonsense? I'll make the brisket and ribs as a reward for you."

"That's more like it. Don't move."

Xu Zhe'an wiped her hair carefully with a towel.

"It's free today, just to make up for bullying you just now."

"No."

Jiang Yun shook her head slightly.

Xu Zhe'an straightened her head and said with a wicked smile:

"If you want to pay, that's fine. I can give you a friendly price and bully you one more time."

"Is there something wrong with your understanding? I mean, from now on, blow-drying your hair...it's all yours."

Jiang Yun had originally planned to finish her speech in one breath, but she felt a little embarrassed to say it out loud after he interrupted her.

Xu Zhe'an turned on the hair dryer, preheated it, then picked up her hair and started blowing it. Her hair was in good condition, but perhaps because she was always in a hurry to attend classes, it looked a little rough due to lack of maintenance.

After drying her hair, the moment Xu Zhe'an picked up the comb, he realized why his mother asked his father to give her a comb, and he slowly began to comb her hair.

Jiang Yun closed her eyes and quietly enjoyed the process, but Xu Zhe'an was not going to be honest.

"Sister Yun, I also know how to give you a massage. Do you want to try it?"

(End of this chapter)