The vibrating phone didn't grab Zhi Ying's attention, as she grappled with a theory in her book.
Her dormitory had now been changed, and the curfew was set at eleven o'clock. If she didn't hurry and save time, then she wouldn't have time to read the book.
After waiting for half an hour, Jiang Wei, who had not received a reply from the text message, moved his fingers again.
This time, Zhi Ying had just finished stretching and was about to go to sleep. She noticed the notification on her phone.
The good classmate Jiang Wei: [I just thought you were sad about not getting first on the test.]
What? He must have sent the message to the wrong person. Zhi Ying scrolled up suspiciously and saw the first notification.
Zhi Ying tilted her head. She had just come out of her world of mathematics, and her mind was not very clear. She didn't understand what Jiang Wei meant.
[The first place is me.] Zhi Ying also put a smile emoji, looking extremely mocking.
Jiang Wei paused, rolled over, and sat up. Staring at the phone for a long time before he finally dialed the phone number.
"..." Zhi Ying's lights were just turned off, and the light from her phone was beaming in the darkness.
"If you misunderstood, I apologize," Jiang Wei's voice came lightly from the other end of the phone.
Zhi Ying took off her coat with great effort while holding a piece of paper between her head and shoulders. The rustling sound reached Jiang Wei's ears.
"Oh, it's okay." Zhi Ying yawned, trying to end the call early.
Jiang Wei choked on his words. He was usually the one who treated others aloofly. However, this was the first time he was treated so perfunctorily by someone else. But... last time she was very enthusiastic when she came to him to request, more like forced him, to get books for her.
Failing to achieve his goal, Jiang Wei could only hang up the phone, keeping his eyes open and thinking.
As for Zhi Ying, she had already shrunk into the soft bed, falling into a deep sleep in an instant. In her dream, Johann Carl Friedrich Gauss and Euclid, along with many other mathematicians from all over the world, were sitting at a big round table arguing
When the alarm clock rang in the morning, Zhi Ying immediately got up to wash up and dress, as if she was waiting for this moment.
Passing by the bed, Zhi Ying glanced at the phone on her quilt and suddenly remembered who called last night.
After a pause, Zhi Ying picked up her phone, contemplated it, and finally came to her senses.
"Try your best next time to get first place."
This sentence was not said to him but to her?
Zhi Ying seemed to understand the reason for the misunderstanding. What was she doing that day?
Sitting back on the bed, she thought hard to recall the events of the day.
Yes, that day she happened to be reprimanded by the language arts teacher, and she was very mournful when she went downstairs.
So... it wasn't a challenge letter?
Zhi Ying lost the thought of solving more math problems as she sat there with a frown on her face.
It was only 6:10 now. Maybe she could buy classmate Jiang Wei breakfast to show an apology?
Rather than just thinking, Zhi Ying took action. She dialed the number in her contacts for 'the good classmate Jiang Wei.'
The call was connected after three beeps.
"Um, classmate Jiang Wei, have you eaten yet?" Zhi Ying asked politely.
Jiang Wei, who had his long soft hair set loose, casually glanced at the porridge brought by the nanny, and answered, "No."
Zhi Ying was happy as she continued, "I was too sleepy last night, and my brain was not working well. Do you think the time is good? I'll bring you breakfast today. Let's... clear out the past?"
She used an inquiring sentence and tone, but in fact, she didn't intend to give him any other options.
And it seemed Jiang Wei had already fully understood her temperament as he easily agreed, "Mhm."
Jiang Wei tied his hair, picked up the school bag on the sofa, and walked directly out the door.
"Young Master, you haven't eaten porridge yet?" The nanny asked anxiously when she saw that the porridge had not been touched at all.
"I'm going to eat at school." Jiang Wei left a sentence and walked out.
It was just that Jiang Wei underestimated Zhi Ying's simple mentality.
On the way there, Zhi Ying called Jiang Wei again. She asked him if he would like to swipe her card directly in the cafeteria, so as not to waste plastic bags and pollute the environment.
Actually, Zhi Ying just wanted to spend more time in the dormitory and do one more math question.
"...As you like." Jiang Wei didn't really want to eat the breakfast she bought. He just wanted to clear up the misunderstanding.
It was his first time meddling in someone else's affairs, landing himself in such big trouble, making him vow to never do it ever again. In fact, Jiang Wei was already very displeased with Zhi Ying in his heart.
But Zhi Ying couldn't feel it, so she happily implored, "When you arrive at the school gate, call me and we can meet at the entrance of the cafeteria."
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Uncle Li sent his young master to the gate of the school. He saw the young master standing there for a while before taking out his phone and walking into the school.
Jiang Wei was hesitating whether to really eat the breakfast, and then he thought that solving the misunderstanding at once would be better.
"Classmate Jiang Wei!" After Zhi Ying received the call, she flew from the dormitory to the cafeteria, where she noticed Jiang Wei's figure from a distance.
Years of careful observation and a strong memory had enabled Zhi Ying to live a normal life in her face-blind world.
"Let's go. You can swipe my card at will." Zhi Ying said enthusiastically as she carried her schoolbag, "It's my fault. I misunderstood you."
'Make corrections if mistakes are made. This is what a good student should do.'
With that thought, Zhi Ying guided Jiang Wei toward the school cafeteria.
There were not many people in the cafeteria, and No. 1 High School did not restrict students from going out. Many students at the school prefer to get their breakfast somewhere other than the school.
"Here's my meal card." Zhi Ying handed it to Jiang Wei.
Jiang Wei took it over and suddenly regretted it in his heart. The breakfast in the cafeteria was not very good, and even the porridge was as thin as water.
"You eat here every day?" Jiang Wei asked subconsciously.
"Yeah." Zhi Ying didn't think anything was wrong and said enthusiastically, "The pancakes in the school cafeteria are good. It's just that the skin is just a little thicker."
Jiang Wei glanced at Zhi Ying, who gestured toward a pile of greasy pancakes, feeling no appetite.
It was no wonder she looked so thin. Jiang Wei glanced at the person beside him and quickly retracted his gaze.