We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

"Chen Qiuhe, is your birthday January 17th?"

How did you know?

"Just a guess."

Of course, I found out from my QQ profile page. I never expected that someone would actually fill in their real date of birth.

"What are you going to give me?" Now that she knew, Chen Qiuhe simply asked directly.

"I haven't decided yet."

Li Mubai usually reciprocates gifts of similar value, but the photo Chen Qiuhe gave him was of immeasurable value.

"I want a Bentley so I don't have to squeeze onto the bus on weekends," Chen Qiuhe said.

"Don't dream dreams that can't be realized."

Li Mubai can buy her a Bentley model car, but the real one can wait until the next life.

"Once you've decided who you want to get to know, it's time to say hello. This is often the hardest part for shy kids. Developing an icebreaker plan can be helpful."

How to say hello...

So when Li Mubai and Xie Shu met alone, the other would nod at him, and he would reply with "Class Monitor," even though sometimes the distance was too far for Xie Shu to hear.

Chen Qiuhe doesn't wear her glasses all the time, since her nearsightedness isn't very severe and she doesn't particularly like wearing glasses.

"Li Mubai, this is what I bought. Please help me pass it on to Chen Qiuhe."

After lunch on Tuesday, Jiao Yong approached Li Mubai and asked him to give a box of AD calcium milk he had bought to Chen Qiuhe.

For naive high school students, small gifts are usually snacks and drinks.

"Okay, but I'm not sure if she'll accept it."

"It's okay, just keep an eye on her attitude for me."

"Okay, but Jiao Yong, why don't you deliver it yourself?" Li Mubai asked.

"Because I haven't added her on QQ yet, I don't know what her attitude is."

Ah, but that's normal, Chen Qiuhe didn't bring her phone.

Chen Qiuhe returned after lunch and sat lazily in a chair.

"Chen Qiuhe".

"Huh? For me? Thanks, I was thirsty."

As soon as Li Mubai took out the calcium milk, Chen Qiuhe snatched it away and skillfully opened it.

Noticing a gaze secretly observing from the other side of the classroom, Li Mubai quickly said, "Don't drink yet."

"What? Is it poisonous?" Chen Qiuhe stopped what she was doing.

"no."

He glanced around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, then leaned forward and whispered, "This is from Jiao Yong."

"Oh, then I don't want it."

Looking at the calcium milk in her hand, which was now in pieces, she said, "I'll go buy a new one."

After saying that, he rushed out of the classroom.

Jiao Yong, who was in the distance, cast a grateful glance at him.

No, the calcium milk wasn't delivered, so what are you being grateful for?

Ten minutes later, Chen Qiuhe returned with a new pack of calcium milk.

"Return it to him for me."

She shoved the calcium milk into Li Mubai's hand and said, "Also, you made me lose eight yuan, you have to compensate me!"

"No, what does this have to do with me?" Li Mubai asked, puzzled.

"I accepted your gift because I trust you. I definitely wouldn't have opened it if it were someone else."

…Why don't you blame Jiao Yong for giving you a gift? Why don't you blame the convenience store for selling calcium milk to Jiao Yong?

Li Mubai turned around to prepare to do his homework; as for compensation, that was out of the question.

A bottle of calcium milk appeared on his desk.

"Here, drink this and you'll grow taller."

"Thanks."

After returning to the dormitory from evening self-study, Li Mubai returned the calcium milk to Jiao Yong.

"Dude, I thought she went to the convenience store to give me a gift in return."

You're overthinking it.

"Give up, Jiao. They're clearly ignoring you," Wang Rui advised.

"No, I'm the type who gets stronger with each setback."

Truly persistent…

The courses in the second year of high school are quite rushed. The teachers clearly want to finish the required courses as soon as possible and then quickly move on to the review stage. The self-reading texts in Chinese are skipped and not taught at all.

"Jiang Cheng Zi, Written on the night of the 20th day of the first month of the year Yi Mao, a dream by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty: Ten years have passed, and we are separated by life and death..."

"Waaaaah, it's so touching, the love between Su Shi and his wife." After class, Chen Qiuhe wiped away imaginary tears.

"The cafeteria has Dongpo pork for lunch today."

"Really?"

"Fake."

"You dare to lie to me."

"Don't rush, but there's braised pork that looks like Dongpo pork."

Li Mubai has never tried Dongpo pork and doesn't know the difference between it and braised pork.

"Ring ring!"

When the bell rang at noon, students who knew there would be braised pork prepared for the meal packed up their things and rushed out of the classroom.

By the time Li Mubai had leisurely packed up his textbooks and stationery, the classroom was already empty.

As he left the classroom and went downstairs, he occasionally saw two or three students who, like him, were not in a hurry. Perhaps they had resigned themselves to their fate, or perhaps they shared the same mindset as him.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, there was no more braised pork, so he just got a bowl of noodles and found a seat.

Looking up, he saw that the tables in front of him were occupied by Xie Shu and Xing Yi, or more precisely, Xing Yi and his classmates were sitting at the table next to Xie Shu and Deng Yi.

Should we go somewhere else? This seems to be the only way they take to clear their plates after they finish eating.

The thought had barely formed when the person in front of me stood up.

He immediately lowered his head and pretended to slurp up the noodles. The broth was so clear! The noodles at school were just cooked, then a little hot water was added and the students were served. They had to add salt, MSG, and everything else themselves—completely…

As he was lost in thought, two figures brushed past him.

If he happens to run into Xie Shu alone, he might look up and call out "Class Monitor." But if there's someone else with her, he'll pretend he doesn't know her or that he didn't see her.

He was always worried that if he greeted his crush for no reason, her friends would find out.

That's it, let's just pretend we didn't see it...

Suddenly, someone sat down in the seat in front of him. Li Mubai said:

"Class monitor."

"Um."

He put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and asked, "Is there something you need?"

Yes, why didn't you say hello?

"Yes, Teacher Wu has something we need to discuss."

"Oh, okay, what is it?"

"Eat first, then we'll talk."

How am I supposed to eat if you're staring at me?

"I'm done eating, class monitor."

"Also, don't waste it," Xie Shu said.

……

Two more figures walked by; it looked like Xing Yi.

"You've eaten well, class monitor."

He bent down and wiped away the oil stains with a tissue, not wanting the person opposite him to see his unclean appearance.

He then looked up, waiting for Xie Shu to continue.

"Hmm—let's talk as we walk."

"Uh, okay."

After leaving the cafeteria, Li Mubai asked again, "Class monitor, what did Teacher Wu want us to discuss?"

"Teacher Wu said that with the midterm exams approaching, it seems that students are not focused on their studies, and asked us to think of a way to better motivate them to study."

What kind of situation is this? Shouldn't Teacher Wu handle this himself? Since when did the class monitor need to double as a teacher?

"Teacher Wu said he doesn't know the students as well as you and me, so he asked us to offer some suggestions," Xie Shu added.

To actually try to make him betray his classmates, Teacher Wu's move is too ruthless. And if things come to light, he and Xie Shu might be made to take the blame.

"Achoo!"

"Old Wu, wear more clothes when it gets cold, don't get sick and have to go to the hospital again."

"Okay, Director Zhong."

"Okay, let's continue the meeting."