We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

When Li Mubai arrived at the auditorium, it was not exactly packed, but it was sparsely populated. After all, it was Sunday and everyone was returning to school, so who would want to make a special trip back early to watch a debate? Only the debate club members were still enthusiastic.

The Science Gods team also arrived, but Li Mubai didn't see Xing Yi; instead, a stranger showed up.

"Let's get started."

Three teachers came down from the stage, one of whom was Ms. Yang Qin. It seemed she was there to serve as a judge, reluctantly coming to work overtime.

As it approached six o'clock, more and more students began to arrive.

"Dear teachers and students, on this day filled with passion and thought, we gather together..."

……

"Dear teachers and students, after scoring by our three judges, congratulations to our Yanli Debate Team for winning first prize in this debate competition!" He Lin announced loudly.

"Furthermore, the best debater of this round is the third speaker from the Science Gods team. Let's give them a round of applause!"

Unless there is a significant difference, teachers will choose to treat everyone equally.

It's over. The week-long debate has finally come to an end. Just as Xie Shu said, Li Mubai felt that he had gradually changed in this debate, and at least he was able to deal with things more calmly in front of everyone.

"We are the champions!" Lan Shiyu exclaimed excitedly, while the other three seemed rather indifferent in comparison.

Li Mubai glanced at Xie Shu. There was no joy in her eyes, only a hint of... confusion and melancholy? He didn't know if his observation was correct; perhaps Xie Shu was just as calm as before.

"Wow, that's impressive! If it were Brother Chicken, he'd probably just be 'Aba aba'." Zhao Feng exclaimed in surprise as he returned to the classroom.

"You won't start babbling when you go up?" Yang Kun said unhappily.

"At least I'm at the 'uh-huh' and 'ah-ah' level, while you, at the 'bababa' level, have no right to refute me."

"Hey, you're so arrogant. It's just the pot calling the kettle black."

Ring ring—

Wu Changguo arrived. He glanced around, seemed to pause for a second at Xie Shu's seat, and then opened his book:

"The first evening self-study session will continue with classes."

Who wouldn't want to rush to school, looking flustered and tired, and then enjoy a pleasant political class?

In Wu Changguo's eyes, they were a group of students whose bodies were in the classroom but whose minds were elsewhere.

"Alright, look at how listless you all are. Turn on the TV and show the news. We'll continue the lesson during the next evening study session."

"The God of War is awesome!"

Yang Kun shouted something, but unfortunately no one echoed him.

"Yang Kun, please describe the first page of the mind map to me during the last evening self-study session." Wu Changguo squinted his eyes slightly.

Hey, what are you doing?

A cheerful atmosphere immediately filled the classroom.

Amidst the bustling crowd, Li Mubai noticed that the person sitting in front of him remained motionless, as if isolated from the world.

As the evening news began, Wu Changguo stepped down from the podium, walked over to Xie Shu, and tapped the corner of the table, indicating that she should go to his office.

The evening news broadcast has ended, but Xie Shu has not returned yet.

The class gradually grew from whispers to noise. Shouldn't they be cracking down on discipline now? Li Mubai glanced at the discipline monitor, who was chatting with her deskmate, making her giggle.

"Everyone, please be quiet. Our homeroom teacher will be back soon."

Li Mubai spoke, and the commotion subsided somewhat.

dong dong dong.

The teacher checking on evening self-study knocked on the door:

"Where's the class monitor? Count everyone to see if everyone's here."

Li Mubai stood up. Although Xie Shu used to be the one to count the number of people, he had learned how to do it. He counted the number of people and wrote on the blackboard: 42 people were expected and 42 people were present. It was very simple, wasn't it?

"Where did those students go?" the teacher asked, pointing to Xie Shu's seat.

"The homeroom teacher called her to the office," Li Mubai replied.

"OK."

The teacher left, and he returned to his seat, head down, to continue studying.

A shadow dimmed the light around him. Xie Shu was back? He looked up, met her eyes, then looked down awkwardly.

"Li Mubai, Teacher Wu is calling you," Xie Shu whispered.

"it is good."

As Li Mubai passed by Class 1, he glanced at the bus but didn't see Xing Yi. Had he vanished into thin air?

Pushing open the office door, Wu Changguo was preparing lessons.

"Was it noisy in class?" he asked.

"No, teacher."

"Hmm." Wu Changguo pondered for a moment and said, "I also know about what happened on Thursday. Although you weren't the one who initiated it, don't act impulsively in the future. If you go too far, you'll also be at fault, understand?"

"clear."

"Besides reminding you of this point, there's another important matter I wanted to discuss with you today."

What's going on? Li Mubai vaguely felt that it was related to Xie Shu.

"Having served as the vice class monitor for a semester, you must have a certain understanding of the position of class monitor. So from today onwards, you are the official class monitor."

???

Li Mubai was a little dazed. He didn't care whether he was the vice-class monitor or the class monitor. He just wanted to know why Xie Shu was no longer the class monitor.

"Will it work?" Wu Changguo asked when he didn't speak.

"Okay..."

"Also, find another girl to be the vice class monitor. See if there are any suitable candidates in the class."

"...No, teacher."

"Okay, then you can serve as class monitor for this semester. There aren't many duties for class monitor. We can talk about it later if someone else is interested."

"Teacher Wu... Class monitor, why aren't you the class monitor anymore?" Li Mubai finally asked the question that had been bothering him, even though it wasn't appropriate to ask a classmate of the opposite sex in front of the teacher.

Wu Changguo glanced at him, remained silent for a long while, and then said:

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask, go back to your studies."

Li Mubai nodded blankly and walked out of the office mechanically.

Throughout the entire process, he kept thinking about one question—why did the class monitor stop being the class monitor?

Back in the classroom, back in his seat, he stared blankly at the figure in front of him. Should he ask her? Should he ask her why she didn't become class monitor?

"Hey." Wang Rui nudged him with his elbow, finally pulling him out of his thoughts.

Let's not ask for now; there are too many people and too much attention in the classroom.

Ring ring—

It's the bell ringing again to signal the end of evening self-study.

"Shubao, Qiuhe, let's go back to the dorm. I brought some snacks, let's eat together." Deng Yi called them as usual.

"it is good."

"Ugh..."

Watching Xie Shu slowly walk away with his schoolbag on his back, Li Mubai ultimately didn't bring up the suggestion of going for a walk on the playground together.

Oh, I remember Xie Shu brought his phone too, right? It's okay, it's fine to know online.

He returned to his dormitory.

"Congratulations to our first-prize winner!" Jiao Yong joked.

"It's just a school competition."

"That's good too, unlike us who don't even have a chance to win an award."

Li Mubai smiled modestly. He didn't have time to chat with others; he was eager to know what had happened to Xie Shu.

Li Bubai: "Are you there?"

Seeing that Xie Shu hadn't turned on his phone yet, Li Mubai had no choice but to go wash up first.

Solitudo: "Yes, what's up?"

After washing up, Li Mubai lay in bed, looking at the line of text on WeChat. He typed in a question, but kept deleting it, a hesitation flashing through his mind—should he ask? This seemed to be Xie Shu's private matter.

"Take the first step bravely," he typed, then clicked send.

Li Bubai: "Um—Class monitor, Teacher Wu told me today that you're no longer the class monitor. Is that true?"

Xie Shu didn't reply. He might be busy, or perhaps... he was considering whether to tell him. Maybe letting him become a frog slowly boiled in water wasn't a good choice, but...

Solitudo: "You want to know?"

Li Bubai: "Yes."

Solitudo: "I'll tell you when we do the dictation tomorrow."