We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

"At this themed school assembly, we also have some great news to announce. In the joint examination themed 'Three Schools Joining Hands to Cultivate New Talents,' our student Xie Shu achieved the top score in the humanities category among the three schools. Let's congratulate Xie Shu!"

clap clap-

Standing on the playground, Li Mubai raised his hand and clapped. Wu Changguo, standing next to him, also clapped symbolically.

Will getting second place be announced to the whole school?

That's unlikely, and his primary concern is maintaining a top-ten ranking.

Li Mubai had given the leave slip to the dormitory supervisor last night. Fortunately, the supervisor only glanced at it and accepted it without saying that she needed to go to Wu Changguo to verify it.

So after the midday meeting, he quickly finished his lunch, told Xie Shu that he was going to the print shop to pick up some documents, and then they parted ways in a hurry.

The materials printed by Wuchang Guo appear to be a political mind map, encompassing four required textbooks.

He walked in through the back door of the classroom, where Xie Shuzheng was sitting quietly in his seat.

"Is this a mind map?" she asked, turning her head.

"Yes, Teacher Wu printed them out and asked me to give a copy to everyone in the class."

"I'll send it for you."

"Okay, thank you, class monitor."

"Class monitor" is like a linguistic habit; if Li Mubai doesn't consciously try to change it, he might continue to call Xie Shu that.

Perhaps, she could use that request to change him.

"Li Mubai." Xie Shu took half of it and called his name softly.

"What's wrong, class monitor?"

Xie Shu didn't speak, and the air fell silent for a few seconds.

"It's nothing." She shook her head, having other plans in mind.

She began distributing the mind maps she had on hand, leaving Li Mubai completely bewildered...

"Li Mubai, start the dictation."

Just like in the afternoon, after dictating the words, we explained grammar and math.

"Oh, right, class monitor, this is for you."

Li Mubai took out a bottle of jasmine tea from his bag. He had placed a bookmark in "The Little Prince" last night in place of the original bookmark. He should reciprocate, but he didn't know the value of the bookmark and couldn't find it online.

Xie Shu probably doesn't dislike jasmine tea, which is why he went to the convenience store after they parted ways.

The bottle of jasmine tea was still a little cool; he had taken it from the refrigerator. He then took out a piece of paper to wipe the water off the bottle before handing it to Xie Shu.

"Thank you, do you have one?"

"Yes, I do." Li Mubai took out another bottle that was exactly the same.

"Okay." Xie Shu nodded gently, then asked, "Do you like jasmine?"

She seemed to feel relieved, and a smile appeared on her fair face, no longer as heavy as last week, Li Mubai thought.

The jasmine tea had a subtle sweetness, unlike the sweetness of candy or desserts, which suited him perfectly, but he had never seen jasmine itself.

"I don't know, I've never seen Jasmine."

"Do you want to see it?" Xie Shu asked.

"Are there jasmine flowers at school?" He didn't really know much about jasmine flowers. Apart from a few particularly famous ones and apricot blossoms, he didn't know anything about other flowers.

"No." Xie Shu shook his head slightly and said, "But we can keep it on the windowsill; jasmine is suitable for potted plants."

Li Mubai glanced to the side and saw that the classroom windowsill was actually the top of a row of bookshelves. Because of its low design, the height was just up to the bottom edge of the window, so it also served as a windowsill. There were already five or six potted plants on it.

These potted plants are a staple of the classroom; they remain as long as the students come and go. They are basically left to grow freely, and some students who come to get water will choose to pour the water from their cups into the flowerpots.

Sometimes, when the branches and leaves of the potted plants grow too long, Wu Changguo will take scissors to prune them. In elementary school, we always compared teachers to hardworking gardeners, and now it seems to come to life.

Should I grow jasmine? Li Mubai had no intention of growing jasmine, nor did he have no intention of not growing it. He was indifferent to many things, but he cared about someone else's opinion.

"Class monitor, do you want to raise it?" he asked in return.

Xie Shu smiled slightly but didn't say anything, remaining noncommittal.

"Take a nap first. You need to rest at noon, otherwise you won't be energetic in the afternoon." She turned around and took out a small cushion from her desk—a blue shark.

She placed it on the table, leaned forward slightly, and eventually lay down on it.

When was the last time you took a break in the classroom?

It seems to be the Monday of the first week of the first semester of the second year of high school. At that time, there were still a few seats between Xie Shu and him, but now she was sitting in front of him, and he could even reach out and lift her loose hair.

He lay down, and since there was no pillow, his arm was pressed against the hard desk by his head.

Li Mubai had a very short dream in which he fell into a dark abyss and kept falling as if there was no end. He felt scared, terrified, and panicked.

Until a flower named Jasmine appeared. He wondered what color it was. He thought it must be pure white, like an apricot blossom. So the flower named Jasmine was pure white. Its large petals caught him steadily. It emitted a faint fragrance, and he finally felt at ease.

It's absurd, but that's what dreams are—dreams are the emergence of a person's subconscious.

Ring ring—

hiss~

He had no feeling in his arm, but when he looked up, he could still see Xie Shu's figure through his blurry vision.

She pulled out a wet wipe and wiped her face, then combed her slightly messy hair before tying it up. She then turned around, pulled out another wet wipe, and handed it to him.

"For wiping your face."

"Okay, thank you." He rubbed his temples, his mind still a bit foggy from just waking up, so much so that he forgot to address the class monitor.

The jasmine tea had cooled down. He took a sip and thought, "Yes, it tastes just like the tea in my dreams."

As the students gradually returned to the classroom, Chen Qiuhe glanced at Li Mubai and Xie Shu with suspicion.

"Shubao, why didn't you go back to your dorm at noon today?" she asked Xie Shu.

"You can help Teacher Wu organize the materials on your desk."

"Oh! That explains why there's a political mind map on my desk." Her attention was drawn to the mind map on the desk, and she picked it up curiously to look at it.

……

At this time, he should be careful not to have any boys come over and ask him why he didn't go back to the dormitory at noon.

"Hey, Lao Bai, you're here? Why didn't you go back to the dorm at noon?" Yang Kun and Zhao Feng walked in through the back door, and the former leaned close to him and asked curiously.

Chen Qiuhe immediately stopped flipping through the mind map and pricked up her ears.

"I need to help Teacher Wu organize the materials," Li Mubai replied. He couldn't disobey his teacher's orders, and it was reasonable for him, as the vice class monitor, to work with the class monitor.

"Heh." Chen Qiuhe suddenly let out a cold laugh, the meaning of which was unclear, and Li Mubai pretended not to hear it.

"I see. Being the vice class monitor must be tough." Yang Kun didn't doubt it, patted him on the shoulder, and returned to his seat.

When the bell rang for class, the first period was Wuchang State University.

"Have you all received this mind map?"

"Got it."

"Turn to the first page; this mind map book contains..."

Wu Changguo is amazing! He actually created mind maps himself to make it easier for students to memorize them. Now the students must be secretly praising Wu Changguo for being awesome.