Zhi Ying didn't walk far after leaving the bike parking lot, she was thinking about the confession matter.
'I'm going to the capital to prepare for the winter camp soon, I can't procrastinate any longer. I'll confess my love as soon as he comes out!'
While standing in the white fog, Zhi Ying felt a little bit aggrieved in her heart. She felt that she was working very hard, trying to date the person that was first place while studying.
Pursuing people was tiring!
While she was feeling aggrieved, Jiang Wei suddenly came out carrying Zhi Ying's schoolbag. "Let's go," he said.
Zhi Ying's heart skipped a beat, and she turned around to look at Jiang Wei with a guilty conscience. She immediately swallowed the words that came to her lips. 'Let's talk about it after we get to class.'
Jiang Wei didn't know what Zhi Ying was thinking, and walked side by side to the teaching building with her.
On the way there, Zhi Ying was still secretly glancing at Jiang Wei. Her heart was tossing and turning.
…
The students in the class seemed to be more impetus today, they were still rather noisy when they sat down in their seats. Many people gazed outside of the window or chatted with the students sitting in front and behind them.
"Ying Ying, could you see the road clearly when you came?" Han Jiaojiao asked excitedly when she saw Zhi Ying walking in.
Yao froze, she was sitting on the back seat thinking about other things the entire ride. How could she have time to pay attention to these things? She could only recall back in the morning when she went out and got off the bike...
"It wasn't as foggy when we got here." Zhi Ying said whatever came to her mind as she took her school bag from Jiang Wei and settled down.
Han Jiaojiao pretended not to have seen her action. "Today's fog is super thick! Just now we saw with our own eyes that it suddenly filled up, covering everything we could see.
It was very rare for Quan City to see such a thick fog, so everyone was a little excited. Especially since the fog that suddenly filled up the city just now could be compared to scenes in movies.
"I wonder if they will give us a day off." Zhao Qian murmured vaguely with a pancake still in his mouth.
"You wish." Han Jiaojiao was also a little depressed, not wanting to stay in the classroom with this kind of rare weather.
Although nothing could be picked about from the attitude the students in Class Zero had towards learning, who didn't want to have a break? Even if they went home, their time was spent on homework.
Unlike them, Zhi Ying was not very interested in having a break. Though she wasn't thinking about studying or practicing math. Instead, she was only thinking about how to confess to Jiang Wei later. She must not let him get ahead of her, she must grab the initiative!
"Jiang Wei." Just when Zhi Ying finally got the courage to say something, Lao Han walked into the classroom.
Jiang Wei glanced at Zhi Ying, but both of them remained silent. They listened to Lao Han on the stage announcing things one after another, successfully arousing the students' interest in learning.
"The sophomore year of high school is a critical moment. If you don't lose the chain this year, that is, not give up this year, you will be relaxed in your junior year of high school." Lao Han watched as the restless students gradually calmed down, and said with satisfaction, "Studying is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will fall back. Grasp the chance well. You must know that the classes behind you are eyeing your seats, waiting for one of you to fall out."
After his lecture, Lao Han let everyone start reading their materials and then walked out by himself.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Wei immediately turned to ask Zhi Ying when he saw the teacher had left.
Zhi Ying squeezed her thumb, became tense for a moment, and finally stammered, "You, I…do you want to go out to eat something after the second period?"
Jiang Wei's eyes paused, and his clear and handsome eyebrows were briefly stained with a trace of dullness.
"You... just forget it if you don't want to." Zhi Ying no longer knew what she was talking about either.
"Okay." Jiang Wei, who had only bought a cup of brown sugar water from a milk tea shop since entering No. 1 High School, nodded and agreed after reacting.
Because of the appointment to go eat after the second period, Jiang Wei and Zhi Ying both began to lose their minds in the first two periods.
These two periods are the lessons led by the language arts teacher, and Jiang Wei and Zhi Ying were often the focus of the teacher's attention.
The focus of the language arts test paper was on the essay composition. The other parts did not need to be focused on with the strength of the Class Zero students.
They were the basics, so the language arts teacher always focused on explaining the topics related to the composition in the lectures.
As a student with excellent essay composition, Jiang Wei certainly deserved the teacher's attention. At the same time, they needed comparisons, so it was also necessary to pick out a bad representative. Zhi Ying's essay composition must be criticized.
This class was about a test paper that was taken in class last week. The language arts teacher first took out Jiang Wei's test paper and read it. The organization was clear, the dialectical thinking was impressive, overall it was refreshing but not off topic.
"Classmate Jiang Wei's discussion from this angle is unique, and his writing is very good. No one else in the class looked at the problem from his perspective." The language arts teacher looked at Jiang Wei in the last row with satisfaction, "Jiang Wei, can you tell me about how you discovered this perspective when you got the test paper?"
Jiang Wei straightened his back, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and it seemed as if he did not hear the teacher's question at all.
The language arts teacher thought that his voice was too soft, so he raised the volume a little.
Jiang Wei still didn't respond.
Han Jiaojiao quietly turned her head and nudged Jiang Wei's table out of kindness.
Only at this time did Jiang Wei lazily raise his eyelids. A sharp look flashed through his eyes very quickly, and then it was immediately covered by him again.
Two-thirds of the class turned their heads to look at Jiang Wei. No matter how dazed he was, he could still understand what had happened.
The teacher must have called his name.
However, nothing of the sort happened what other students had imagined, some wanted Jiang Wei to get scolded as that would be a rare occasion, though, most wanted to hear his answer and try to improve their subject of language arts.
After all, the language arts teacher greatly valued Jiang Wei. He didn't want to make him get in trouble, so he just skipped this matter.
"I've already read the good composition. Next, let's take a look at the problem from another perspective. Some students…" The language arts teacher lowered his head and took out a test paper and sighed fiercely, "Interpret the prompt in an entirely different direction."