We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

On Wednesday morning, Li Mubai arrived at the classroom early and, taking advantage of the empty classroom, went to Xie Shu's seat.

Xie Shu's books were neatly arranged, each covered with a book cover, the title of which appeared to be in Xie Shu's handwriting.

Li Mubai placed a Snickers bar and a carton of milk into her desk, with a sticky note attached to the side of the milk carton:

"Thank you for treating me to lunch yesterday."

Although Xie Shu said it wasn't necessary, and he didn't know if it was a subsidy from the class monitor, Li Mubai felt it was still appropriate to express his gratitude.

Choose snacks that won't lose their flavor due to temperature.

She chose to put it in her desk because she didn't want anyone else to find it. Xie Shu's desk should be accessible only to her, as she would find it whenever she was looking for a book.

He also wrote a sticky note, but nothing was written on it. Xie Shu might mistake it for a gift from a suitor and casually toss it to his deskmate.

He didn't sign his name on the sticky note, only wrote one sentence. If someone else saw it, they certainly wouldn't know it was him, but Xie Shu would know it was him if he saw it.

Li Mubai sat back in his seat, a hint of nervousness creeping into his heart.

He wondered what would happen if Xie Shu found out about the gift he had given her. Would Xie Shu return it to him in public? Would Xie Shu give the snacks to her deskmate? All of this was unknown, and Li Mubai could only wait quietly and devise a plan for each possibility.

The students arrived at the classroom one after another. Li Mubai opened his English book. The first class this morning was English. He glanced at the classroom door from time to time. Xie Shu usually came out through the front door.

"Good morning, deskmate." Chen Qiuhe put down her schoolbag, took a bite of her steamed bun, and mumbled something indistinctly.

"Yes, good morning."

Chen Qiuhe remembered what she had promised Ye Manqi yesterday. She secretly observed Li Mubai and found that he was also looking at the front door of the classroom with great interest.

"Why are you looking at the front door? Who are you waiting for?"

Li Mubai turned his gaze back to Chen Qiuhe and said, "I'm checking when the English teacher will arrive, and how you brought these steamed buns in."

Pingyang No. 6 Middle School has a rule against eating in the classroom, especially cooked food, as it leaves a lingering smell. However, despite the rule, many students often disregard it in order to sleep a little longer.

Therefore, the school arranged for student council members to guard the main passages of each teaching building, and if they saw anyone with breakfast, they would let them eat it before going in.

"What's so hard about that? Just stuff the buns into your backpack. I don't believe the student council will actually check everyone's backpacks," Chen Qiuhe said dismissively.

That's true.

"I bet your backpack smells like steamed buns."

Chen Qiuhe picked up the schoolbag and smelled it, then said with a mischievous smile, "It really is! Do you want to smell it?"

"You can smell it yourself, I need to memorize vocabulary."

Li Mubai withdrew his gaze and looked ahead. In the short time they had been chatting, Xie Shu had already taken his seat!

He felt his heart skip a beat, wondering if Xie Shu had noticed the snacks on the table.

He saw her bend down slightly and take a Snickers bar and a carton of milk from the table.

"Wow, Shu, someone brought you breakfast again."

When he heard Deng Yi say that, his heart began to pound.

He lowered his head to look at his English book, but his entire attention was focused on what was in front of him. He listened carefully, and he heard Xie Shu say:

"This is mine."

Her tone remained calm, unaffected by Deng Yi's words.

"But why are there sticky notes on the milk?" Deng Yi asked, puzzled.

"I put it on top."

"Oh, I see."

Li Mubai's heart, like a stone plummeting at high speed, finally turned into a feather and gently landed. Although he didn't know why Xie Shu lied, it was better than revealing the truth. Sure enough, delivering snacks in the classroom would easily expose him.

Good morning, students.

"Good morning, Ms. Li."

With the English teacher's morning greetings, another day of classes began.

During English class, Li Mubai unconsciously hummed a tune in his head: "Boom boom boom boom boom boom, boom boom boom boom boom boom, in the twenty-sixth year of Guangxu, the Boxers were divinely aided, supporting the Qing and destroying the foreigners. For fifty-five days in Beijing, the sky was dry and the land was parched. The eyes of the Japanese devils turned blue. Even the gods were worried and went down the mountain to spread the Tao..."

There's definitely a reason why history is good.

Xie Shu opened the Snickers bar. She had already eaten breakfast, but eating a Snickers bar after three classes would help her replenish her energy.

She took a small bite; it was a little sweet.

The milk was pure milk. She tore off the sticky note, didn't throw it away, and took a sip to neutralize the sweetness.

"I have music class this afternoon, so I can slack off again!" Deng Yi exclaimed excitedly.

Xie Shu glanced at the timetable and saw that there was a music class.

For students, campus life is a cycle of three points: dormitories, canteens, and teaching buildings.

There are very few things on campus that can even slightly arouse students' interest, and elective courses are one of them, which means that students can slack off for 40 minutes.

Li Mubai sat down in the music lecture hall, waiting for class to begin. Music class was also an opportunity for some boys, as the seating would be rearranged and everyone could sit wherever they wanted, allowing them to sit next to the girls they liked.

However, Li Mubai dared not sit next to Xie Shu, as it would only make him nervous and restless.

The boys all sit in the last row. Zhao Feng is to his left and Wang Rui is to his right, so there's no need to worry anymore.

There was no one in front of him yet, so he couldn't rule out the possibility that Xie Shu was sitting in front of him, but he felt relieved when he saw Chen Qiuhe, Ye Manqi, and Liu Ting sitting in front of him laughing and joking.

In fact, Li Mubai's worries were completely unnecessary. In music class, the class monitor usually chooses to sit in the first row.

After class started, the music teacher came to the classroom and asked, "Who is your class monitor? Count if everyone is here."

Xie Shu started standing from the first row.

"It's you, Xiao Xie."

This music teacher, Li Mubai, recalled that he had taught their class when they were in the first year of high school, since there weren't many music teachers in the school.

"Everyone's here, teacher." Xie Shu's voice was crisp. Perhaps she could be a voice broadcaster, but she seemed to come from a wealthy family and didn't need to do such work.

"Okay, students of Class 3, Grade 11, I'm sure most of you know me. Let me reintroduce myself. My surname is Lin, and you can call me Teacher Lin. Now let's open our textbooks."

Music classes typically consist of the first half focusing on theoretical knowledge, followed by the second half where the teacher demonstrates practical application.

After explaining the first lesson on band basics, the teacher asked everyone to practice singing the school song together.

Li Mubai's voice was very soft. He felt that he was tone-deaf and his singing was not good. He had been laughed at in music class before. At that time, he was also singing in the choir. His voice was not soft, but he was laughed at by the classmates next to him. Since then, he has never dared to open his voice again.

"You all sang well, but there were still a few beats you missed," the music teacher commented. She looked at Xie Shu and said, "Xiao Xie, why don't you demonstrate for the class?"

Li Mubai recalled that when he was in the first year of high school, his music teacher often asked Xie Shu to come up on stage and sing for everyone, and it was very beautiful.

Her voice wasn't really suited to singing such an rousing song; Li Mubai felt she was perhaps better suited to a melodious and gentle one. But in any case, her technique was far superior to everyone else's.

clap clap clap!

Xie Shu stopped speaking, and after someone clapped, Li Mubai joined in. She bowed slightly and then walked back to her seat.