We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

As the weather turned colder, although the school provided winter uniforms, many students still chose to mix and match their own, making the classroom colorful. Only a few students were still wearing the black winter uniforms issued by the school, and Li Mubai was one of them.

"The world is going to the dogs; nobody wears their school uniform properly anymore," Li Mubai sighed as he sat in his chair after lunch on Thursday.

"Aren't you called Mu Bai? Why are you dressed all in black?" Chen Qiuhe said, wearing a light green cotton coat over her clothes.

"Because I am kind, but you, Chen Qiuhe, violated school rules by not wearing the school uniform, and you have been given a major demerit." Li Mubai used all his power on Chen Qiuhe.

Chen Qiuhe did not immediately refute. She propped herself up on her elbow with one hand, pinched her chin with her fingertips, and said:

"I don't think the school rules say anything about not being able to violate them."

Are you a genius?

"And I'm wearing my school uniform too," Chen Qiuhe said, and then started to unbutton her cotton-padded jacket with her fingers.

Hey, don't look at what you shouldn't see!

Oh, it's a school uniform.

"Look, do you see? I'm wearing my school uniform." Chen Qiuhe lifted the hem of her cotton-padded jacket to the sides, revealing a long-sleeved, dark blue collared white polo school uniform underneath.

"Okay, okay, put your coat on quickly so you don't catch a cold."

Li Mubai felt quite embarrassed. If someone saw him and Chen Qiuhe like this, would they think he was a pervert? Luckily, Xie Shu wasn't there.

"What, are you embarrassed? I didn't expect you to be a pure-hearted male high school student." Chen Qiuhe said with a smug smile.

That's right.

As the two were talking, a voice came from outside the classroom door: "I still miss the days when we sat together, my Shubao."

Li Mubai then sat down and took out his homework.

Chen Qiuhe also turned around and buttoned up her cotton-padded coat.

...Li Mubai felt a little strange. What was going on here?

Deng Yi and Xie Shu then walked in through the front door of the classroom. Neither of them were wearing school uniform jackets. Xie Shu was wearing a loose, dark blue knitted cardigan with her school uniform polo shirt underneath.

Li Mubai diligently wrote his homework, while Chen Qiuhe pretended to read a book.

Deng Yi escorted Xie Shu to his seat, glanced at Li Mubai behind him, and then left. Actually, she wasn't really seeing him off; she was just passing by. She was sitting in the third group.

After confirming that Deng Yi had left and wasn't paying attention to this place, Chen Qiuhe "cried" and said:

"Xie Shu~ Li Mubai bullied me, quickly use your class monitor authority to punish him."

Comrade Qiuhe, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want.

Li Mubai didn't rush to refute, but instead focused on doing his homework. As the saying goes, "listen to his words and observe his actions," and seeing how seriously he studied, one could tell that he was an honest person, right?

"What's wrong?" Xie Shu asked softly.

He said that all of us who didn't wear school uniforms were bad students.

That's 666 already, and there's still more embellishment.

Xie Shu turned around and glanced at Li Mubai, who was still doing his homework, and smiled: "How could that be? Li Mubai is a rather introverted and kind person."

Li Mubai scratched his head sheepishly. He admitted to being introverted, but if being kind meant feeding stray cats, would that count?

Seeing that the two were silent, Xie Shu continued, "School uniforms should indeed be worn at school."

After she finished speaking, she picked up the black winter school uniform that was on the table and put it on.

"The advantage is in my hands now. Chen Qiuhe, what can you use to fight me?" Li Mubai glanced at Chen Qiuhe.

Seeing that she couldn't get anything out of him with words, Chen Qiuhe stood up, punched him, and then sat back down.

……

Hajiho, is this all you've got? It's nothing more than a tickle to me.

Ring ring.

It's time for evening self-study. Tonight's self-study session is taught by Mr. Deng, the history teacher. Come to think of it, none of their teachers seem to be young; they're all middle-aged, in their forties or fifties.

Ms. Deng walked in from outside. She was wearing red-rimmed glasses. She looked around to make sure everyone was doing their homework, and then slowly walked to Xie Shu's side, gesturing for her to come out.

What are they trying to do?

A few minutes later, Xie Shu returned and turned to Li Mubai, whispering, "Li Mubai, Teacher Deng wants you to go to her office."

Why call him?

He felt that after the exams, he would have to meet all his teachers, but he decided against math; he didn't want to face Teacher Chen alone.

"Teacher Deng, you wanted to see me?"

Li Mubai was quite interested in history, so he also respected his history teacher.

"Hmm, Li Mubai, you did well on your midterm exam. Although the difficulty of this test was only slightly below average, it still showed your level."

Teacher Deng is a rather serious person. He doesn't usually smile when he talks, and he only makes a few jokes during class.

"Thank you for the compliment, Teacher Deng."

"Actually, there's nothing much to call you here for, just to find out about each student's history learning progress."

It turned out to be the case.

Do you usually read history books?

"Yes." Li Mubai nodded.

"Then you're similar to Xie Shu."

Almost? She also reads history? But that seems reasonable; literature, history, and philosophy are all related, and if you study one, you need to be familiar with the other two.

……

Teacher Deng asked a few more questions and then let Li Mubai go back. The next person to speak was the history class representative.

Back at her seat, Chen Qiuhe immediately passed over her notebook.

"Why did your history teacher ask you to go?"

"Ask some questions about your studies."

"Oh, just like Xie Shu, I thought I'd hear a different answer."

"You'll find out when they call your name."

"Is there anything else I need to do?"

Not only did they have it, but all the students in the class did.

By the time Chen Qiuhe was summoned, it was already very late. She went with great enthusiasm but returned dejected.

"Did you get criticized, Chen Qiuhe?" Li Mubai asked softly during the break, trying to protect her fragile ego.

"yes."

If even 81 is being criticized, what's the average score in the class? Are they too good, or was this test paper inflated? Li Mubai leans towards the latter.

"Professor Deng told me to learn from the two students around me and read more professional books," Chen Qiuhe continued.

Li Mubai thought for a moment and nodded: "I think so."

"Xie Shu, what do you think?" Chen Qiuhe didn't forget to involve Xie Shu in the "discussion."

Xie Shu turned to Chen Qiuhe and said, "I think so too."

"Xie Shu...you're naughty."

When Li Mubai returned to his dorm that evening, Yang Kun teased him, "Hey, Li Mubai's back. We were just talking about you and Wang Rui."

"What are you talking about me for?" Li Mubai looked at Yang Kun, puzzled.

"Hey, let's talk about you guys sitting behind XS and CQH."

Li Mubai knew this, but he didn't react immediately.

But a week has passed, so what's there to say?

"What are you talking about?" Li Mubai asked.

"Being close to the water gives you an advantage."

Li Mubai was speechless and ignored him, going to wash up on his own. This guy's mind was full of romance; no wonder he failed the exam for the regular class.

Try harder, Yang Kun, so you don't get called to Teacher Wu's office again next time.

"Wang Rui already has a girlfriend. Who do you think Li Mubai will get together with first?" Yang Kun whispered to Zhao Feng.

"Xie Shu is unlikely; I think Chen Qiuhe is more likely," Zhao Feng said.

"I think so too, but isn't Chen Qiuhe the one Jiao Yong is pursuing?"

"Don't be ridiculous, do you think Jiao Yong is even a possibility?" Zhao Feng retorted.

"That's definitely impossible." Yang Kun nodded, deeply agreeing.