Invade the World

  Chapter 311 What kind of experience it is to be the first in grade

  After returning home that night, Xu Xiangyang rarely slept well and had a good dream.

  Of course, it is not so much that he came back by himself, as he was driven back by a cohabitant who was so embarrassed and angry...

  From the very beginning, she was pulled by the arm and ran out of the crowd. She was forced to go home along a secluded alley. She was kicked and fisted twice in the middle.

  Xu Xiangyang can clearly recall what happened yesterday. Not that kind of vague, story-like memory, but a flowing painting, he can fully remember all that was depicted above.

  From the beginning of "Yelling I love you in the crowd" to the end of "Back to Home", everything is vividly visible.

  The scenes are like slowing down film tape, moving slowly through the frozen time, carving indelible marks on his brain circuits.

   Surrounded by the deep night, and the outline of the house that is not clear. The rugged wall, the secluded trees, the wind no longer whines, and the cat no longer calls spring. The street was very quiet, only the two of them were clamoring forward.

  He danced and laughed in front of him, and the girl following him chased him and beat them while still yelling.

   is funny and very happy.

  Xu Xiangyang can't remember what Lin Xingjie was shouting at the time, maybe she didn't even know it.

  If a classmate from school happened to pass by and saw her, she might think that she had restored her rough personality as a bad teenage girl.

  But as the target of being beaten, Xu Xiangyang felt very happy instead.

  Of course, this is definitely not because of any strange hobbies he has, but the kind of intimacy revealed from Lin Xingjie’s actions, words and deeds, which cannot be concealed.

  Every distance, the misty light of the street lamp above her head will fall down like feathers, illuminating her face slightly. The snow-white charming eyebrows were just a glimpse, and then disappeared into the darkness again.

  The long-haired girl's face was red, and she couldn't tell whether she was shy or lingering.

  Or...Is he as happy as him?

  He hopes so.

  This road home has become as long as a never-ending factory crawler.

  At the end of the night, Xu Xiangyang lay on the bed until the morning sun shined into the room and his eyes opened. He had the same dream three times over and over again.

   After waking up, he leaned against the head of the bed in a t-shirt, rubbing his sleepy eyes while yawning.

  Xu Xiangyang stared at the door blankly, then turned to look at the flower pot on the window sill.

Recalling now, it may be because I walked the night road last night, and the image in my impression was soaked in obscurity and darkness, and it felt like I was having a dream that I couldn’t wake up—because people’s dreams are often just like This faded black and white.

  Although he remembers his own experience very clearly, it is inevitable that he still feels anxious...

  Xu Xiangyang supported his forehead and was about to get up to dress and wash when the door of the room suddenly knocked.

   didn't last too long, so the door of his room was opened from the outside, and the way of opening the door was as impatient and impatient as the sound of knocking.

   "Hey, can't you get up yet!"

  When Lin Xingjie opened the door and came in, Xu Xiangyang was still wearing pants by the bed, with his thighs bare, staring at her blankly.

   "You are about to get up!"

  The long-haired girl embraces her hands, frowns her eyebrows slightly, and has a cold face.

  "Wait a minute, my clothes are not ready yet..."

  He said subconsciously.

   "Why? A boy can behave like a lady of Huanghua." Lin Xingjie curled her lips, "I haven't seen the pieces of meat on your body."

"Uh……"

  I didn't expect to be laughed at by the guy who broke into his bedroom without permission.

  Xu Xiangyang was a little embarrassed. He didn't know if he should continue to lift his trousers, so he could only answer in an awkward manner.

   "Isn't it Sunday today?"

  "Didn't you say that you have been slack in your studies recently, do you want to study hard this weekend? Is it possible that you have forgotten?"

   "Yes, I did say it."

  There was a burst of excitement in his heart, and the embarrassment just swept away. She didn't expect that what she said casually some time ago would be remembered by her.

  I thought that when Xingjie didn't plan to pay attention to him before, she didn't care about him at all.

   "Let's be together." Lin Xingjie shook the scratch paper and pen in her hand, "Anyway, I have the same plan. I have wasted too much time in other areas recently."

  His eyes lit up, and he quickly agreed.

"OK!"

  Study with Xingjie... Since her grades improved, this kind of thing is rare even after the two broke up.

  Looking back now, even the boring process of doing the questions seems to be nostalgic.

  However, when the two of them start work at this time, Xu Xiangyang will not assume the role of teacher as before. Xingjie only listens and asks questions. Now she has the ability to stand on a reciprocal standpoint, learn together with Xu Xiangyang and make progress with each other.

  Just like this morning, she was the one who took the initiative to wake up the cohabitant to study, not herself.

   "Then hurry up and don't lie in bed. I'm leaving now!"

  Along with the girl’s figure, it disappeared at the door like a gust of wind, and the door of the room closed quickly, but a second before it was completely closed, Lin Xingjie stuck her head in again.

   "By the way, I'm already preparing breakfast."

  The girl tilted her head, only half of her face was exposed from behind the door, and a pair of clear pupils watched him quietly.

  "——Would you like to keep a copy for you?"

"Of course!"

  This time I was not only delighted, but should be said to be "flattered".

  Xu Xiangyang nodded vigorously, and said with a smile:

   "Speaking of which, I haven't tasted Xingjie for a long time..."

"boom!"

  Before he could finish his words, the Rapunzel had already left impatiently, and the way she used it was to slam the door and leave without showing any emotion.

  But Xu Xiangyang’s mood at this moment became as refreshing as the breeze pouring into the room.

   "Hehe, it really isn't just my dream."

  The dressed teenager stood in front of the window with a smile on his face, stretched his body as best as he could, and opened his arms as if to embrace the sun in the sky.

   "Okay, a new day is about to begin! Work hard!"

  *

  In this way, Xu Xiangyang and Lin Xingjie spent a relatively stable week in their two-point and one-line life.

Because last summer vacation was very busy, and Xu Xiangyang was very depressed for a period of time after the summer vacation. After that, he was busy preparing for the birthday party. Only now is he finally free; plus there is no messy supernatural events disturbing him. Life is finally back on track.

  For students, what is the so-called "right track"? Needless to say, that is learning day after day; besides that, it is an exam to test the results of learning.

   Soon, Xu Xiangyang and the others ushered in the latest monthly exam.

  The exam is over, and until Monday of the second week, the freshly released score sheet has been quietly lying on the desk in the office as usual.

  This year, the ranking of high school exams is not hidden, and no one is worried about whether it will have any negative impact on the mentality of students. The practice of placing the ranking on the table is ancient and effective.

  Of course, not all students will be motivated to learn, but in "fast classes" like Class 1 and Class 5, the students in them are still quite competitive, and it is common to compare performance rankings.

  Today is the so-called "release of the list" day.

  The students carrying their schoolbags walked into the classroom, preparing to receive the score sheet with a nervous mood.

  After meeting other classmates on the way to school, everyone basically talked about the same topic; some people wandered around in the hallway, even a little afraid to walk into the classroom.

  The class quickly became lively. In this case, no one will insist on early self-study anymore. Everyone is talking about achievements and rankings in full swing.

  Often only those who are convinced that they have failed the exam will they be able to sit in their seats and study without surprise at this time.

   "The monthly test results are down."

   "Who is the number one this time?"

   "Anyway, the squad leader of Class 5 takes first place."

  Xu Xiangyang carried his schoolbag, walked through the crowd, and returned to his seat.

  Hearing such words, he might still feel a little unconvinced before. He even let go of harsh words in front of the squad leader.

   However, Xu Xiangyang now has calmed down his mentality in this regard.

  It cannot be said that he has lost his desire to win. Xu Xiangyang still wants to win, and the promotion of the ranking is the best recognition of hard work, but...

  I just can’t win, what should I do?

  No matter how hard he tries, there is always an insurmountable gap between his test paper and the perfect handwriting that the monitor can come up with.

  Innate talent is very unfair, the more you work harder, the easier it is to feel this. But gradually, I got used to it.

  In addition, the person pressing one's side is not a stranger who does not know or has a bad relationship. It is Qingyue, his best friend, or his... lover.

  The girlfriend is so powerful, he only thinks that you are with you.

  Xu Xiangyang put down his schoolbag, took a deep breath, looked at the wall clock with a solemn heart, and then at the blackboard.

  Not caring about Qingyue’s results does not mean that he does not care about rankings.

  Don’t you still have yourself?

  In the past few months, he has indeed spent less thought on studying than before. Although he can still guarantee the basic study time every day, he also concentrated on time for review last week, but he still feels a little confused.

  If the second grader was taken down by someone, he himself would feel regretful, and would inevitably be teased by Xingyue and Xingyue.

   "Xu Xiangyang, how do you feel about your test this time?"

  The boy sitting in front turned his head and asked him with a smile.

   "What else, I guess it’s almost the same as last time."

  "You are really confident, and envy someone like you who can learn."

  The other party seems very emotional.

   "...Uh, okay."

  Xu Xiangyang felt a little strange. If I can surpass Qingyue this time, I can be called "confident", right?

  In fact, just as he felt that the class leader was an insurmountable object in terms of academic performance, in the eyes of other people in the school, Xu Xiangyang was also an insurmountable obstacle.

  He still came in midway as a transfer student. Since the beginning of the last semester, Xu Xiangyang has also maintained his “second age” for a long time.

  One or two of the liberal arts students in the third year of high school can't beat them. This is well-known in the entire school-wide group of teachers and students, but Xu Xiangyang is not clear about these.

  ……

"Jingle Bell!"

  The morning self-study ends, the class bell rang, and the class teacher holding a stack of paper walked into the classroom. She sent the printed score sheet to several team leaders for them to pass on.

  Xu Xiangyang quickly got his share.

  When he saw the line that raised his head, his disapproving eyes froze at first, and he almost screamed in surprise.

"……what happened?"

  At this time, the noisy voices in the classroom seemed to become sparse suddenly, as if everyone had consciously restrained their own volume.

  The eyes of the classmates cast their eyes on him at this moment. Especially Lin Xingjie's eyes were full of doubts, as if she wanted to communicate with him for the first time.

  But at this time, the person who was most surprised was not someone else, but himself.

  Because the first name is...

   "Xu Xiangyang."

  (End of this chapter)