I Like You

The facial expressions of a whole class of classmates seemed to be carved out of a mold, and they looked at Jiang Su with wide eyes, without talking, breathing, or moving.

In this suffocating environment, Jiang Su put down the pen with a calm and indifferent expression, then turned and left with a barely audible "Um".

It wasn't until he walked to the middle of the classroom that the classmates lined up one by one, turning their heads and staring at Jiang Su as if they had seen a ghost.

It was Liang Sichen who turned his head last.

Wang Wei, who had successfully completed the task, happily jumped out of the classroom to hand in the form regardless of the silence of the classroom.

Until Jiang Su sat down, the atmosphere in the class slowly eased, everyone's attention dispersed from Jiang Su, and they gathered together and began to whisper.

"The school bully actually wants to run 10,000 meters, I heard that right."

"You heard it right, but I still can't believe it."

"..."

Lin Wei couldn't believe it. She didn't even write the question. Jiang Su sat down one second before she turned around and lay on his table one second later: "Jiansu, you really want to run 10,000 meters? "

"Ok."

"Then you really can't think about it."

"..."

He is very good when it comes to the squad leader, why can't he think about it when he is here?

Jiang Su stared at Lin Wei without speaking.

Lin Wei moved her head forward again and said, "By the way, why did you suddenly go to sign up?"

Jiang Su drooped his eyelids: "Irritation."

Lin Wei: "Ah? What annoying?"

Jiang Su raised his head and glanced at the first row with a bit of cold vision. Liang Sichen's face was twisted behind his head and he paused for a second before falling on Lin Wei's face: "I was quarreled by Wang Wei. bother."

Wang Wei who entered the classroom through the back door after handing in the form: "..."

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"Squad leader, squad leader..."

Liang Sichen's tablemate called Liang Sichen several times, and Liang Sichen took his gaze back from the two people who fell on the last two tables and talked together.

"What are you looking at?" Liang Sichen asked at the same table.

"I didn't see anything." Liang Sichen lowered his head and looked at the math problems on the table.

Liang Sichen was a bit nervous at the same table, did not see Liang Sichen's strangeness, and said with a gossiping look: "The big guy actually wants to run 10,000 meters, I think he is a bit strong."

Liang Sichen clenched his pen tightly: "Maybe I just signed up, maybe I will abstain on the day of the game."

"It's possible. This project is basically for the performance of sports specialties. Most ordinary high school students just use their heads, either walking down or just running a few laps in a symbolic sense. The focus is on the feeling of participation. "Liang Sichen didn’t see Liang Sichen’s impatience at the same table, and said at the same time: "However, when he just signed up, he feels quite calm and full of pretensions. Maybe he will be a pleasant surprise. Let’s mention the countdown in our class sports meeting..."

Liang Sichen put down the pen and got up.

"Class is coming soon, where are you going, monitor?"

Liang Sichen ignored the question at the same table and walked out of the classroom.

It just happened to be in class, and all the students poured into the classroom. He went into the toilet against the crowd alone.

He walked into a cubicle casually, leaning against the door, thinking of Jiang Zhangyun's frequent attention to Jiangsu, thinking of Jiang Zhangyun saying that Jiangsu was the best student she had ever taken, thinking of Wang Wei, saying that Jiangsu was a good person, and looked at him. The cold heart is actually quite warm, thinking of the same table that he is a bit strong...

Obviously before this kind of words are his.

The squad leader deserves to be the squad leader.

In this exam, your squad leader's Chinese composition scored full marks again.

The squad leader won the second prize in the National Youth Composition Competition.

Obviously he is not so gregarious, and he is quite excluded by everyone, but since when did he start, it seems that the class is gradually saying that he is not many people behind him.

Liang Sichen wiped his face irritably, took off his glasses, took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit a cigarette.

He took a couple of mouthfuls, and the phone in his pocket vibrated. It was his mother's call. Answering the call was just a slap in the face: "What's the matter? Why is second in this monthly exam? Do you have any? Study hard?"

Familiar words and familiar questions are played out almost every week.

Liang Sichen listened silently, until his mother said enough, he took the cigarette from his mouth: "My total score this time is 20 points higher than last time. I am only five points away from the first place in our class. The number one in our class is 20 points higher than last time."

"So, is the exam paper this time simple?"

Liang Sichen moved his lips and wanted to lose his temper. Finally, he took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile: "I'm sorry, Mom, I will continue to work hard."

After hanging up the phone, Liang Sichen lit another cigarette.

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At six o'clock in the morning when the sports meeting began, everyone was in the classroom.

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