We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

Solitudo: "Is it finished writing?"

Li Bubai: "It's finished."

Solitudo: "Let's discuss it again when we get back to school."

Li Bubai: "Okay."

"Li Mubai, how's your essay coming along?"

Xie Shu hadn't arrived yet after returning to school, but Chen Qiuhe arrived first and immediately asked.

"It won't be that fast; the submission deadline isn't until the end of next month."

"Then hurry up, there's a New Year's Eve party next month," Chen Qiuhe reminded her.

What does the New Year's Eve party have to do with him? He should just sit quietly in his chair, enjoy other people's performances, and eat some snacks distributed by the class.

"Shu Bao~"

Before she arrived, Deng Yi's voice preceded her, and Chen Qiuhe immediately turned back.

Speaking of which, Deng Yi always called Xie Shu before even arriving at the classroom. Could it be to remind him and Chen Qiuhe? Li Mubai made this bold assumption for the time being.

After Deng Yi left, Chen Qiuhe took out a beige lunchbox.

"Why isn't it a metal box anymore?" Li Mubai asked.

"The metal box isn't very convenient; this bento box is much better."

Chen Qiuhe then opened the lunchbox, revealing three warm yellow round cakes.

"Try some dorayaki."

Is this what Doraemon has been longing for? Just like in the anime, it doesn't look particularly impressive.

"Qiuhe, can you make all kinds of desserts?" Xie Shu asked.

"Hehe, no, many of these are things I'm doing for the first time too."

So that's why they're using us guinea pigs. No wonder Chen Qiuhe always eats last, Li Mubai thought to himself.

"This is filled with red bean paste, so there shouldn't be any dietary restrictions," Chen Qiuhe continued.

Xie Shu nodded.

"I don't need it for now."

Li Mubai didn't feel like eating at the moment.

"Don't be shy," Chen Qiuhe said, placing one directly on his desk.

You misunderstood. I meant I'd keep it with you for now, and give it to me when you want to eat it.

After finishing the dorayaki, Xie Shu glanced back at him, and Li Mubai instantly understood. He took his composition book and left the classroom with Xie Shu.

Participating in a competition is like being an undercover agent.

Each floor of the No. 6 Middle School's teaching building has a reading corner with some books and a few tables and chairs.

Li Mubai sat down rather awkwardly.

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

"Could we go somewhere else?" Li Mubai asked.

The reading corner is open and has no walls. As students were returning to school and going back to their classrooms, students passing by would take a curious look.

"Shall we go to the rooftop?"

...Xie Shu also knows about the rooftop? Does that mean she'll go there too? But why not go to the club activity room? Isn't the activity room more secluded, and there are tables and chairs to sit in?

The other person seemed to sense his confusion and said, "I left the key to the club activity room in my dorm. Do you want to go back and get it now?"

"No, no, that's too much trouble. Let's go to the rooftop instead."

Xie Shuqing nodded and led him upstairs.

"Hey Xing Yi, isn't that Xie Shu? What's he doing with another guy?"

"Hehe, but that's the vice class monitor of Class 3. There might be something they need to discuss." Xing Yiqian chuckled a few times. He had just returned from the National Middle School Mathematics Winter Camp last week.

"The vice-monitor and the monitor have a greater chance of contact; you're in danger."

Haha, he actually knew he had no chance, but it's better for the school beauty not to have a boyfriend, unless he's as outstanding as him, otherwise it will only attract jealousy.

Hey, wild tables and chairs.

There were no other students on the rooftop, but there were two chairs and a table. I don't know which student brought them up and didn't take them back.

"Class monitor, there's a table."

"Um."

Li Mubai waited until Xie Shu sat down before he sat down himself. It was so cold! Luckily, the sun was out today, so his fingers weren't so stiff he couldn't bend them.

"Your essay."

Li Mubai and Xie Shu exchanged their essays.

Xie Shu leaned over the table, reading word by word with the red pen in his hand; while Li Mubai leaned back in his chair, holding Xie Shu's composition book in one hand and a pencil in the other.

"Is that convenient for you?" Xie Shu asked, looking up at him.

"Okay, class monitor."

It was certainly more comfortable for him than the two of them squeezing onto one table.

"Put it on the table, it'll make it easier for you to write." Xie Shu moved it to the right, making half a space for him.

"No……"

"Get it done quickly, it's a bit cold on the rooftop."

Okay, since Xie Shu has said so, let's not waste any more time and finish reading it as soon as possible.

Actually, they could have just corrected the assignments in the classroom, exchanged them, and returned them to each other after making the changes. Why go through all that trouble of coming out here? Li Mubai realized this only then.

He only had himself to blame for being a bit stupid; he ran out after Xie Shu gave him just one look.

Since things have come to this, let's revise the draft first.

Li Mubai felt a little itchy on his face, but Xie Shu subtly tucked his hair behind his ear, and the itching stopped.

"A sliver of brocade crosses a thousand mountains..." It doesn't seem to be about Jiangnan, isn't that her hometown?

Xie Shu finished correcting the mistake and sat up to wait for him patiently. Seeing this, Li Mubai unconsciously sped up a bit.

"Class monitor."

"Yes, yours."

Seeing that Li Mubai wanted to see it, Xie Shu said, "Why don't we go back first?"

"Uh, okay."

They stood up and closed their composition books.

"What's wrong?" Xie Shu was about to leave when she saw that Li Mubai hadn't moved, so she turned around and asked.

"Class monitor, you can go back first. I'll move the desks and chairs back to the classroom."

...That's really stupid. Just let others take what they've moved back.

Xie Shu ignored Li Mubai's words. She returned, lifted a chair, and watched him place it on the table. She then asked, "Is this alright?"

"OK."

"Okay, be careful going downstairs."

"OK."

After moving the desks and chairs back to the empty classroom, Li Mubai made an excuse to go to the restroom and parted ways with Xie Shu. He didn't know what Deng Yi and Chen Qiuhe would think if he went back to the classroom with her.

Where did you just go?

Back in the classroom, Chen Qiuhe indeed asked him where he had gone. Did Chen Qiuhe ask Xie Shu? What was her answer?

"Back to the dorm."

"You even brought a notebook back to the dorm."

"It has good words and phrases that I wrote down by hand, so I can learn them while walking."

"Then let me study it." Chen Qiuhe said, making a move to take his notebook. Li Mubai hurriedly stuffed the composition book into the desk.

Li Mubai looked at the other person provocatively.

Wow, it was just an act all along, but now it's really going to get its hands on it.

Chen Qiuhe stood up, intending to lean over his desk and pull out his composition book from inside.

"Cough cough."

A cough came from the podium, indicating that Teacher Wu had arrived. Chen Qiuhe reluctantly returned to her seat.

The bell rings to signal the start of evening self-study.

"Turn on the computer and play the news broadcast."

Teacher Wu stepped down from the podium, walked around to make sure everyone was there, and then returned to the podium to move a chair and sit down.

Li Mubai glanced around out of the corner of his eye, focusing, of course, on Chen Qiuhe.

Seeing that they were all watching the evening news, he took out his composition book, on which he had marked some problems in red pen and written some suggestions. Turning to the next page, he wrote a sentence at the end of the composition:

"You write very well. You could buy a book called 'How to Write Quickly with a Fountain Pen' and practice a little bit every day. Your handwriting will become even better. Keep it up! ^_^"

Why do so many people like using emoticons...?