We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

Li Mubai thought Xie Shu would disagree with Tian Yulin's application to join the club. Last week, he came to challenge the club with great force during the recruitment, although it was just to show off in front of Xie Shu.

"Forget it," Li Mubai thought to himself with a self-deprecating laugh, "what am I even thinking about Xie Shu from?"

"Xie Shu, let's go eat!" After finishing the interview and tidying up the activity room, Han Xiaowei said.

"Okay." Xie Shu turned around, but Li Mubai was already gone.

"Xie Shu, are you looking for that boy? He's so rude. He asked such a tricky question to a junior just now, and now he's left without saying a word," Han Xiaowei complained.

……

"It's still more liberating to be alone. I don't have to waste time waiting for someone else, and I can do whatever I want without having to consider other people's feelings," Li Mubai thought as he walked alone on the road.

Perhaps his affection for Xie Shu was merely a pursuit of beauty and excellence. In three or five years, he might look back on this unrequited love and realize it would be insignificant. Li Mubai began to tell himself to let it go.

Falling in love with someone always makes you selfish, wanting to possess everything about that person...

Although he didn't know why Xie Shu recommended him to be the vice class monitor, or why he kept asking him for help, he was neither a prince nor a knight. He was just an ordinary high school student, a kid from an average family, and a student who was still worried about getting into the top ten.

Finding one's own place and avoiding unrealistic fantasies are things he excels at.

Should I be friends with Xie Shu? Or should I just be a classmate who helps her out?

During evening self-study, Chen Qiuhe poked Li Mubai with her pen, but he ignored her.

Chen Qiuhe poked it again, but still ignored it.

Chen Qiuhe poked him for the third time, and Li Mubai turned to look at her. Chen Qiuhe gestured for him to look at the notebook.

"What's wrong with you? You look so down. It's not like it's time for NetEase Cloud Music to be depressing yet."

Is he feeling down right now? No, he seems to be doing well.

"It's okay, go do your homework."

Li Mubai wanted to dismiss Chen Qiuhe casually, so after returning the notebook to her, he didn't reply.

A minute later, Chen Qiuhe pushed the notebook back to him, with a piece of glass candy on it.

Don't be sad, always be happy ˶･֊･˶

……

During the break, Li Mubai peeled open the candy, popped it into his mouth, and tasted orange-flavored, sweet and sour.

In reality, no one in the world is happy forever. Everyone experiences joy, happiness, sadness, regret, and other emotions in their lives. This is what makes a complete life. Of course, receiving comfort from others is also part of the process.

"Look at the confession wall, someone's trying to recruit our vice class monitor." Liu Ting poked her head out of bed and waved her phone.

"Really? Let me see."

Chen Qiuhe also went over to watch the excitement.

"Liu Ting, why did you send out the vice class monitor's QQ number?" Ye Manqi said.

"This is called girl helping girl, Qiuhe, you'd better step up your game!"

Everyone says there's nothing between us, we're just deskmates.

Some people just like to make jokes about boys and girls, even though they themselves believe that the two people being joked about don't actually have a special relationship.

However, love comes and goes quickly, Chen Qiuhe thought. Ye Manqi used to have feelings for Li Mubai, but now she can accept his "rumors" with equanimity.

Xie Shu was reading a book while lying in bed, but it took him a long time to turn to the next page.

"Buzz!"

Who is it?

Li Mubai put the book aside, opened his phone, and saw a QQ friend request. He clicked on the other person's profile and saw that it was a girl. Someone had sold his QQ number on a confession wall.

He decided to ignore it and give the other person the cold shoulder for two days. He would then agree on Friday night, saying that he didn't have his phone at school. This would dampen the other person's enthusiasm and make them lose interest.

Li Mubai didn't think that the other person was trying to become his platonic friend by asking him to come up on the confession wall.

Ten minutes later.

"Buzz!" The phone rang again, and the other party sent another friend request along with a greeting.

"Hello, senior!"

Li Mubai ignored it and continued reading his book.

Another ten minutes passed.

"Buzz!"

"Ugh, this is never going to end," Li Mubai thought, opening his phone to put it on silent mode.

Yan Shu: "Are you there?"

...It's a book of words.

Li Bubai: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Yan Shu didn't reply immediately. Li Mubai noticed that "typing is in progress" kept appearing under her profile picture. What was Yan Shu trying to say? Typing and deleting, deleting and typing again?

Yan Shu: "It's nothing."

Li Bubai: "?"

Yan Shu: "It's nothing, get some rest, goodnight."

Li Bubai: "Okay, goodbye."

It seems that Yan Shu may have encountered some problems, but he is unsure whether to say it due to the relationship. However, it doesn't matter. If the other party wants to say it, then say it. If not, Li Mubai will pretend he doesn't know. They are just netizens.

"Whoever can solve this problem can leave get out of class." On Thursday morning, the last period was math class, and the math teacher had a flash of inspiration and wrote a difficult problem on the blackboard.

Everyone groaned in despair; that wretched math teacher was going to extend the class again.

Everyone looked at Xie Shu in unison. If there was anyone in the humanities class who was the best at math, even better than most science students, it would be Xie Shu.

"Teacher, let me try," Xie Shu said, raising his hand.

"Okay, Xie Shu, try to solve it. If you can't, it's okay. This is an Olympiad math problem."

Math teachers who prioritize grades are more lenient with high-achieving students, but they don't treat math dunces like Li Mubai with much kindness.

Xie Shu stood in front of the blackboard for a while, then picked up the chalk and wrote down the solution steps.

The teacher carefully checked each step.

"Great job, everyone, let's give Xie Shu a round of applause!"

Li Mubai also applauded. Xie Shu was indeed outstanding, ranking at the top in every subject. For someone like her, choosing between arts and sciences was no longer a difficult choice, but rather guided by interest. Perhaps she was more interested in arts.

"Xie Shu's level is in no way inferior to science students; he could participate in the Mathematical Olympiad," the math teacher praised, then changed the subject: "And what about the rest of you? You can't even do well in humanities math. I've said it before, in the college entrance exam, math is..."

The classic practice of praising one person while belittling the rest has begun again. In fact, this kind of approach by teachers is most likely to cause the class to isolate the person being praised. However, it is different when the person is Xie Shu. As people often say, people are jealous of those who are within reach, while they can only feel admiration and respect for those who are far ahead of the competition.

"Especially some boys. Boys are usually more gifted in math than girls, but the boys in our class are an exception."

"Li Mubai".

Li Mubai, whose name was called, stood up with his head down. He didn't look at the podium or the front row; he just looked at his own desk.

"I remember you're the vice class monitor, right? Learn more from Xie Shu and improve your math scores."

……

"Okay, teacher."

That's why I hate it the most when someone is praised while another is put down.