The first floor of the school cafeteria at the No. 1 Middle School of the city.

After getting his food, Lin Chuan picked up his tray and sat down at an empty long table. The boy he had met in the classroom office chose to sit opposite him, even though Lin Chuan wasn't interested in sitting on the same side as him.

But Zhou Yun, who was left behind, was obviously stunned for a moment, because she could only choose to sit next to the boy or next to Lin Chuan. After hesitating for a moment, she still chose to sit next to Lin Chuan.

The boy didn't seem to react much, his face still bearing that "enthusiastic" smile that Lin Chuan felt was a bit excessive.

"Why did you eat so little?" the boy asked with concern, looking at Zhou Yun's plate. "I took a lot, do you want to eat together?"

"No need, this is enough for me, thank you," Zhou Yun politely declined.

During the meal, Lin Chuan finally experienced what it meant to be able to chat. The boy at the opposite table kept trying to find topics to talk about with Zhou Yun, from studies to daily life, and what the teachers in the class had done. He wanted to tell her everything that had happened this week.

Zhou Yun didn't seem too keen on responding, but she still replied politely.

"Didn't our school publish a school magazine? Zhou Yun, did you submit an article as well?" the boy asked.

"How did you know?" Zhou Yun asked.

The boy smiled and said, "When I went to the teacher's office to help organize things last time, I saw your essay. It was really well written. I think it will definitely be selected."

"Actually, my writing is just average; someone else helped me revise it."

"Haha, you're still as humble as ever."

"No, someone really helped me change it," Zhou Yun said again, her tone somewhat serious.

The boy was taken aback. "Did you get a teacher to help you change it?"

"Our class monitor," Zhou Yun said.

Lin Chuan then said, "I was just offering a casual suggestion; you wrote the essay yourself."

"I still want to thank the class monitor."

"It's not too late to thank me after the manuscript is approved," Lin Chuan said.

"Um."

"Are you the class monitor of Class 5? I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Wu Yong from Class 17." Watching the two chatting, Wu Yong felt like he was being left out, so he asked.

"Hello, Lin Chuan." Lin Chuan nodded in response, then turned to look at Zhou Yun, or rather, at her emptied plate. "Are you finished eating?"

"Um."

"Gone?" Lin Chuan asked.

"it is good."

"Hey, take your time eating, we're leaving now." Lin Chuan nodded to Wu Yong as a greeting, because he couldn't stand the guy talking nonstop.

He picked up his plate and got up to leave, Zhou Yun following him. Wu Yong watched the two leave, frowning, and muttered to himself, "Lin Chuan?"

On the campus path, lined with lush greenery, the midday sun still shone with intense heat. Lin Chuan suddenly sneezed, feeling as if he were being watched by something again.

"Thank you, class monitor," Zhou Yun suddenly said from behind.

"What are you thanking me for? You're going to eat, and I'm going too. I'm just going along the way. It's not like we've never done this before," Lin Chuan said.

In the past, when he ate with Chen Xiyu, Zhou Yun was often there too, since they were classmates. Lin Chuan, on the other hand, spent most of his time going to find Zhao Jiajia.

"You don't seem to be enjoying your meal very much," Zhou Yun said softly.

Lin Chuan said, "I just think that guy was a little too enthusiastic."

"He's always been like this."

"You two knew each other before?"

"Huh?" Zhou Yun was taken aback, as if explaining something, "I'm not very familiar with him, we're just from the same village and went to the same junior high school."

Lin Chuan could also tell that Wu Yong's enthusiasm was most likely because he was interested in Zhou Yun.

This is quite normal. Although Zhou Yun is usually low-key, has a slender figure, and often keeps her hair to cover her eyebrows and forehead, she can still get a spot in the top five in Class 5 according to Wang Xu.

Not long after the start of the semester, Wang Xu ranked the girls in his class. First place was definitely Chen Xiyu, whose figure and appearance were perfect and impeccable. Second was Cheng Xue, who seemed a bit unapproachable. Third was Zhao Jiajia, and fourth was Zhou Yun...

She was more like a blank sheet of paper, with a gentle smile.

A fork in the road appeared ahead, and Lin Chuan suddenly stopped. At that moment, Zhou Yun, who had been following behind him, didn't react in time and bumped into his back.

Zhou Yun quickly took several steps back. "I'm sorry, class monitor."

"It's nothing, I just suddenly realized, do you want me to go back to the classroom?" Lin Chuan asked, "Don't you live in the dormitory?"

Zhou Yun then realized that when Lin Chuan called her, she had followed him out in a daze, even forgetting that she actually lived in the dormitory.

"I..." She lowered her head, her cheeks slightly flushed, and could only say in a low voice, "I want to catch up on some homework from this morning at noon."

"I see, let's go then," Lin Chuan said.

On the way back to the classroom, Zhou Yun deliberately kept a distance between them this time, only daring to follow behind at a distance of one meter.

Back in the classroom, Lin Chuan sat in his seat. He had chosen a good seat, not only against the wall, but also with a slightly protruding pillar next to him, forming a small angle.

He can lean the chair against the corner, backing up like he used to sit in a big executive chair.

Zhou Yun took out a book from her drawer and started reading. Gradually, the classroom became completely quiet, and she felt a little sleepy, but she still didn't dare to fall asleep. Otherwise, wouldn't her "lie" be discovered?

But she was still too sleepy and couldn't help but lie down, so she picked up her water cup and got up to go to the back of the classroom to get water.

Zhou Yun stood up and turned around, and saw Lin Chuan leaning against the classroom wall with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He had his eyes closed, and a breeze blew in from the half-open window, blowing his hair and revealing his handsome eyebrows and eyes.

Before she knew it, she was somewhat stunned by what she was seeing.

…………

At night, Lin Chuan returned home. His father was still awake in the living room. He went over and called out, "Dad."

"You're back." Dad looked up.

"Mhm." Lin Chuan walked into the living room with his schoolbag on his back, but then stopped. "By the way, Dad, our school has a scholarship application. For this application, you need to get some supporting documents."

"Where can I find the supporting documentation?" Dad asked.

"The village should be able to handle it."

"How should I write it? Are there any requirements?" Dad asked.

"There are no special requirements, just write it down simply, the main thing is to get it signed and stamped," Lin Chuan said.

"Okay, I'll go to the village tomorrow and get it for you," Dad said.

"There's no need to rush. It should be done within this week anyway," Lin Chuan said.

"it is good."

Lin Chuan nodded, returned to his room, turned on his computer, updated the novel as usual, and then checked his data.

The average subscription rate has reached just over 1,200, which is quite a good growth rate.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he'll receive his royalties next month, marking the start of his first "proper" job and the beginning of his earnings. Everything is moving in a positive direction.

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