Chapter 30: What Kind of Person Will She Be (Part 1)

  "Shu Zimo, you're the only one who hasn't handed in yesterday's punishment assignment yet." Qiao Anyu Liang came over with a stack of homework to collect debts, but unexpectedly saw Shu Zimo's incredible skill - his right hand was holding three pens and frantically writing. She was so shocked that her mouth dropped open. When she realized she had lost her composure in Su Yuzhe's line of sight, her face turned red and she quickly closed her mouth. As she walked closer, Shu Zimo was intently copying the poem from yesterday's punishment assignment with three pens at once, completing three copies in the time it would take to copy one. Seeing him skillfully control the three pens at the same time, it was clear that this was his usual trick, and his technique had reached a level of perfection, leaving Qiao Anyu Liang amazed and astonished.

  Shu Zimo was writing hastily, not noticing Qiao Anyu Lian waiting for a long time. Because Su Yuzhe was right next to him, Qiao Anyu Lian also intended to stand for a while, but Su Yuzhe was also busy copying Li Shangyin's "Untitled", with no time to pay attention to other things.

  "Yu Zhe, you've copied 'The silkworm spins until it dies, the candle burns out and only then do my tears dry' so many times. Who is it for? Don't tell me you're planning to give one to each of the girls in our class?" The boy in front turned around with a sly grin.

  "When analyzing Li Shangyin's 'Untitled' poem, he said it was a love poem. When he uttered the word 'love', the boys exchanged sly glances and couldn't stop laughing, while the girls lowered their heads in embarrassment, their faces flushing red. From then on, this poem naturally became the representative work of poetry in the hearts of both male and female students."

  Qiao Anyu Liangming knew it was a joke, but couldn't help blushing and feeling hot in the ears. Her imagination took flight - Su Yuzhe handed her an exquisite letter, his gentle eyes following her as she accepted it with a pounding heart, her face flushing with shame. Inside the letter was a beautiful note with only Li Shangyin's poem written on it. Just thinking about it made her feel like her heart was melting into a thousand pieces.

  "Get out, I'm going to write a book and won't plagiarize others. How boring." Su Yu Zhe lifted his head with a smile and poked the shoulder of the person in front of him with his pen, his eyes seemed to drift over Qiao An Yu Liang's face, and was caught by her peripheral vision, causing her heart to skip another beat.

  "Oh? If you write a book, will every sentence be from the heart? Hey, tell me, who is that girl anyway?" The last sentence was spoken in a mysterious tone with a lowered voice.

  Su Yu Zhe smiled but didn't answer, continuing to lower his head and copy his homework.

  Qiao Anyu was standing upright, listening intently, and the question suddenly had no answer, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious. But she couldn't show it, her hands kept flipping through her homework to relieve her anxiety. Although her eyes were fixed on the homework, pretending not to hear, in her heart, she wanted to know the answer more than anyone else.

  "Isn't that Du Jing from the neighboring class? You and she have been together for so long, but you still need to do some romantic things. Writing a book, adjusting your feelings, it's not bad." The person in front of me seemed determined to get what they wanted.

  "Don't talk nonsense, ruining someone's daughter's reputation. She and I are just ordinary friends." Su Yu Zhe raised his eyes and rolled them at the front desk, seemingly very dissatisfied with the "breaking the vase to get to the bottom" question.

  "It's just talk, why are you so tense? 5 years of desk mates, can't help but feel a little something." The person in front of him had thick skin, ignoring Su Yuze's warning gaze, and tried to get him to spill the beans.

  "What can elementary school students understand? I said, are you in love with her yourself? Otherwise, why do you always bring up her affairs?" Su Yu Zhe stopped writing and looked at the front desk with a hint of a smile.

  "No... I'm just curious." The person at the table in front of him looked away, embarrassed, after being stared at by his eyes.

  Su Yu Zhe finally had time to do his own thing.

  Qiao Anyu still lowered her head to fiddle with her homework, her fingers trembling lightly, as if her heart had been marinated in vinegar, an endless sourness spreading throughout her body.

  I really want to know, Du Jing, what kind of girl is she?

  "Hey, woman, what's wrong with you? Have your soul flown away? I've copied the homework, hurry up and leave, class is about to start." Shu Zimo finished copying his homework and only then realized that Qiao Anyu was standing beside him, hastily trying to shoo her away.

  Qiao Anyu was already in a bad mood, and Shu Zimo's words were like adding fuel to the fire. She was so angry that she tore his homework with force and turned around to leave. The homework was crumpled into a ball by her as if it were Shu Zimo himself, becoming a useless piece of paper.

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