We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

"Exchange, exchange."

Inside the club activity room, Xie Shu was holding up a vocabulary list and giving him a dictation test.

Teacher Li really gave him a tough challenge: he had to complete the dictation task without anyone knowing. Luckily, Xie Shu had brought the key to the club activity room with him today and hadn't left it in the dormitory.

After spending five minutes dictating the first day's twenty words, Xie Shu put down the word list and asked:

"Do you need me to change it for you?"

"Uh, no need to trouble the class monitor, I can fix it myself." Li Mubai took a red pen out of his pencil case.

"If I help you revise it, it will create a more supportive and supportive atmosphere," Xie Shu said softly.

That... seems to make sense. If I were to change myself, I might be more lenient. This is about being strict with others and lenient with myself.

"Then, class monitor, thank you for your help." He handed the dictation notebook to Xie Shu.

Without looking at the vocabulary list, she put the notebook on the table and started making corrections with her red pen.

When people have nothing to do, their thoughts start to wander.

He looked at the person in front of him, but his mind was on Yan Shu.

No matter what, it was impossible to completely reconcile the lively Yan Shu with the indifferent Xie Shu before him.

When speaking, Yan Shu adds some interjections like "la" and "ne".

Xie Shu always spoke in a calm and understated manner, as if he were simply stating an objective fact.

If it's the same person, that's quite a contrast!

"One mistake." Xie Shu handed the notebook back to him.

"Thank you, class monitor."

Li Mubai then took out a bottle of jasmine tea from the side of his bag and handed it to Xie Shu:

"Squad leader, this is to thank you. I don't know if you like to drink it."

"Okay, thank you." Xie Shu accepted it.

She unscrewed the bottle cap and took a small sip.

Seeing this, Li Mubai finally felt relieved. Before sending it, he was still a little uneasy, worried that Xie Shu would refuse.

That's just his personality; he hopes that the recipients will accept his gifts readily, especially thank-you gifts.

"It tastes pretty good." Her tone was indifferent, just like the bottle of tea.

"Okay—class monitor, let's go back to the classroom."

Li Mubai glanced at the clock hanging in the activity room; it was almost 6:30, and there was still an hour before evening self-study.

"Did you learn today's math?" Xie Shu remained seated, showing no intention of leaving.

"I think I understood."

"Teacher Wu asked me to tutor you, especially in math."

"Well... what Teacher Chen said this morning... I don't quite understand." Li Mubai sat down again and took out his math book.

Fortunately, he always carried his math book with him and it didn't gather dust in his desk.

It wasn't until 7 p.m. that Li Mubai and Xie Shu returned to the classroom, still entering separately, because he was worried that people would gossip.

"oi~" Chen Qiuhe greeted him, then smiled enigmatically.

"You're like a villain in a novel, with that weird, cackling laugh," Li Mubai commented.

"Haha." Chen Qiuhe laughed again, but she didn't delve deeper into the topic. Instead, she said:

"Li Mubai, Xie Shu, guess how many people are in the traditional Chinese painting class?"

"More than a thousand," Li Mubai continued to make things up.

"Call the entire second-year high school class here."

"There should be fewer than fifty," Xie Shu guessed.

"Yes, yes, I thought there would be a lot of people, so I went early to grab a spot, but I didn't expect that not everyone showed up, there were only about thirty people." Chen Qiuhe nodded.

Even after course selection, the number of students will be full. The number of places for school-based courses is set according to the number of students in each grade.

"Hey Li Mubai and Xie Shu, where were you for today's school-based class? I haven't seen you."

Li Mubai fell silent for a moment.

"Calligraphy class," Xie Shu replied.

"Calligraphy class is actually quite similar to traditional Chinese painting; both use a brush. Maybe I can audit some calligraphy classes later." Chen Qiuhe tacitly agreed that Li Mubai had also gone.

"Those who take calligraphy classes can also attend traditional Chinese painting classes," Xie Shu said.

...Li Mubai silently took out his homework.

Friday no longer has psychology class, but there's an extra English class. After finishing the last geography class in the afternoon, students welcome the first weekend of the new semester.

This time, Xie Shu didn't come along on the bus, and Chen Qiuhe stopped playing with his phone and started fiddling with her MP4 player.

"Speaking of Li Mubai, we have a parent-teacher conference next week, right?" Chen Qiuhe said, sitting in her chair.

"right."

Who will be visiting your home?

"It should be my dad."

Li Mubai's father usually attends his parents' meetings.

"OK."

After Chen Qiuhe finished speaking, she put on her headphones, rested her arm on the car window sill, propped her chin up, and looked out at the scenery.

"Chen Qiuhe, why are you acting so sad?" Li Mubai asked after a moment's hesitation.

A few seconds of silence fell; she seemed not to have heard, which made Li Mubai somewhat embarrassed.

Never mind, let her have some peace and quiet.

Li Mubai also put on his headphones and closed his eyes for a short rest.

"Little White's back! How's the new semester?"

After getting out of the car, Li Mubai went straight to the Jixiang Restaurant.

"It's okay. Oh, by the way, Mom, there's a parent-teacher meeting at school next Friday afternoon."

"Oh, your homeroom teacher has already posted about this in the parents' group. Your dad will have to go."

Mr. Li nodded silently.

After having dinner with his parents, Li Mubai returned home alone.

Ding dong.

Yan Shu: "Spark".

……

Li Bubai: "Okay."

Speaking of which, Yan Shu mentioned that he kept a rag doll at home. Does this mean that Xie Shu also keeps a rag doll?

People who own pets seem to like to post pictures on their WeChat Moments, but when he opened Xie Shu's WeChat Moments, it was completely empty.

Sigh, I should still do my homework and go to bed early. I have to compete for the school-based course tomorrow morning.

Solitudo: "Will you do a dictation of yesterday's English words today?"

Li Bubai: "Can I listen when we're not at school?"

He doesn't stay at school on Fridays; he memorized twenty words yesterday but hasn't considered this issue yet.

Solitudo: "Sure, take a picture and send it to me, then call me and I'll read it to you as you write it down."

This is one possible method, but Xie Shu should keep it a secret and not let the other party's parents hear it and mistakenly think that their daughter is dating, so they come knocking on their door.

He took a picture, clicked send, and his phone suddenly vibrated, revealing Li Mubai's face. His heart skipped a beat.

Solitudo invites you to a video call.

Wow, that was so sudden! He quickly turned off the camera and pressed the green call button.

The opposite side was just as dark as his.

……

"Class monitor?" he called out tentatively.

"Okay, turn on the camera, let's see if you're cheating."

"Am I that kind of person?" Li Mubai muttered to himself.

Xie Shu on the other side didn't speak, but just waited for his move.

Li Mubai adjusted the angle. Since he didn't have a stand, he could only use a book as a backrest to prop it up. He checked it one last time to make sure there was nothing wrong before turning on the camera.

"Class monitor."

"Let's begin the dictation."

Xie Shu didn't say anything more, nor did she turn on her own camera. Once Li Mubai was ready, she began to read:

"Tip, tip."

Tip, noun, meaning guidance, advice; gratuity...