We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

"If you're sleepy, take your book and stand at the back. There are only two methods to find the standard equation of an ellipse: the definition method and the method of undetermined coefficients. The definition method is..."

Math classes are the most distinct: those who understand are engrossed and engaged throughout; those who don't are completely lost and their eyelids are heavy with sleep.

"Yang Kun, come up here and solve this problem using the method of undetermined coefficients."

When Teacher Chen called roll, the group of students who were drowsy immediately straightened up.

Yang Kun walked slowly to the podium, turned his back to the class, picked up the chalk and solemnly wrote the character "解" (jie, meaning to explain), then froze on the spot, and said nothing more.

"Get down! You're sleepy, don't you know to stand at the back?" Teacher Chen said, exasperated, and gave him a light kick on the butt.

"Teacher, I didn't sleep!" Yang Kun covered his bottom, looking aggrieved.

"Still saying you're not asleep? You're blinking nonstop down there, do you think I can't see you?"

Upon hearing this, Li Mubai's eyes widened, though they were a little blurry.

"Teacher... I put some Tiger Balm under my eyes, and it's making it hard to open them," Yang Kun explained softly.

No wonder it smells like Tiger Balm.

Teacher Chen remained silent for a long time, then waved helplessly:

"Go sit down. From now on, apply the medicated oil to your temples or philtrum. Everyone, look at the blackboard and continue the lesson."

After class, Li Mubai rubbed his eyes. It seemed he needed to do his eye exercises properly, or he would have to wear glasses at such a young age.

"Xie Shu, are your eyes bothering you?"

Chen Qiuhe's voice rang out, and Li Mubai looked up and saw Xie Shuye in the front row gently rubbing the corner of his eye.

"No, it's just that I can't see very well because I'm sitting in the back."

"Can't see clearly? Are you nearsighted?" Chen Qiuhe asked.

"Maybe."

Without saying a word, Chen Qiuhe took off her black-rimmed glasses and handed them over:

"Xie Shu, try wearing it!"

"It's alright, no need," Xie Shu said, raising his hand to refuse.

"Oh, just give it a try!" Chen Qiuhe said without further ado, gently draping the temple of the glasses behind her ear and carefully adjusting them for her. "How is it? Can you see clearly?"

Xie Shu slightly raised his eyes, looked at the math problems that hadn't been erased from the blackboard, and said softly:

"It's quite clear."

"Hehe, I knew it!"

Xie Shu was about to take off his glasses when Chen Qiuhe stopped him again:

"Wait, let me see—Xie Shu, you look really good with glasses on. You're so gentle and quiet, like an artsy girl straight out of a movie."

"Yeah?"

"Of course! You can ask Li Mu Bai if you don't believe me!"

Xie Shu turned her head slightly, her gaze meeting Li Mubai's. A faint smile played in her eyes as she softly asked:

"Does this... look good?"

Li Mubai glanced at it uncertainly, then looked away, uttering two words with difficulty:

"nice."

They no longer try to hide it from others, because almost everyone knows that she returned the glasses to Chen Qiuhe.

"Hey, don't be shy, why don't you try it on?" Chen Qiuhe asked Li Mubai.

"I won't wear it anymore, I'm not nearsighted."

He also doesn't like wearing glasses, always feeling uncomfortable being pinched by them.

"Alright, alright, I know you have good eyesight~" Chen Qiuhe drawled out the words.

"We still need to protect our eyes."

Xie Shu reminded him, and Li Mubai agreed.

The weather was rather hot, and a breeze slipped in through the window. Li Mubai smelled a floral fragrance. He turned his head and saw that the two pots of jasmine on the windowsill were in full bloom, all thanks to the cultivation of Wuchang Kingdom…

May marks the beginning of the transition from spring to summer. People often see a clear blue sky with a warm yellow sun hanging in it. Such a beautiful sight inevitably prompts viewers to complain, "It's so hot!"

"Run two laps around the track first."

I don't know who arranged the classes, but after the labor practice class on Tuesday afternoons, it's time for physical education class. When the weather is nice, the students are naturally allowed to go to the playground to enjoy the wind and sun.

Xie Shu was wearing a short-sleeved school uniform, and her snow-white skin seemed to reflect light under the sun.

"The liberal arts students need to strengthen their physical training. There will be a physical test next semester. They're already out of breath after just two laps of jogging."

The PE teacher glanced at the line again, then called out loudly:

"Dismissed, free time. Please gather here again ten minutes before the end of get out of class."

"Li Mubai, let's go play pool," Chen Qiuhe called out.

He hesitated for a moment, then finally touched the notebook in his pocket and said:

"No, you guys go ahead, I don't want to fight today."

"Alright, we'll go by ourselves then."

The rooftop was off-limits; it was too sunny. He wasn't a superhero and couldn't stay calm and cool. Luckily, there were a few trees along the edge of the playground, and students who didn't want to exercise went to cool off under them.

He found a quiet spot to sit down, took out his notebook from his pocket, opened the first page, wrote a few lines, but crossed them all out, leaving only the last line.

He picked up his pen, pondered for a while, but couldn't figure it out.

Sigh, this is really difficult.

"What are you doing?"

Xie Shu's voice suddenly came, startling him.

"In...in..."

She sat down next to him, then took the notebook from his hand, glanced at it, and asked:

"You want to write a novel?"

"Uh—" Li Mubai stammered, before finally nodding slowly.

Why did you decide to write a novel?

He didn't know how to answer. Should he say that he was doing it to make money? It felt a bit vulgar. But writing novels was what he could do at the moment, and the thing he had the best chance of getting closer to Xie Shu.

"So where are you now?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Xie Shu asked instead.

"I'm thinking about what genre to write. I haven't read any online novels in a long time, so I don't know what's popular now."

"Writing popular themes might be a direction, but I think your first novel should be about the theme you are most interested in."

"Why?" Li Mubai looked at Xie Shu in confusion.

"Because whether you succeed or not, your first novel can become your experience, and interest can motivate you to finish it."

Xie Shu is right. He shouldn't be thinking about what popular topics he should write about, but rather what topics he is suited for and what topics he wants to write about.

But... what kind of subject matter does he want to write about? Li Mubai lowered his head and pondered.

"Art comes from life; you can write our story into a novel."

Although our story isn't over yet, Xie Shu added in his heart.

"Is this okay?" Li Mubai asked doubtfully.

"Yes, because it has a real-world basis, so your writing won't feel like a castle in the air, completely clueless."

"I mean, would you mind making our story public?"

Xie Shu was stunned for a moment before realizing that he really cared about other people's opinions all the time.

"Of course, but I'll be your reviewer to prevent you from writing bad things about me."

"How could that be? You..." Li Mubai paused, "Very good."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand was suddenly gently grasped by a warm and soft hand, their fingers interlocked and pressed tightly together.

The shade of the trees blocked the sunlight, and the wind rustled softly as it blew by; the whole world fell silent.