SYLM Chapter 12
by VolareThe four periods in the morning passed quickly.
The homeroom teacher, Gu Wan Jun, never came to check on the class, but the surveillance camera at the back of the classroom kept turning.
Remembering Yang Jin Feng’s words to Gu Wan Jun, everyone’s constitution is different, and some people suffer terribly during their periods, what if Gu Wan Jun is one of those people…
Chen Lu started to worry as she thought about it, and her thoughts drifted away.
So much so that when she was called on to answer questions in the first four periods, if Fu Yi Wen hadn’t kicked her chair hard from behind to remind her, Chen Lu would have been punished with standing, writing lines, and a one-on-one talk in the office.
…
The fourth period ended.
The last class was geography, and the geography teacher, unusually, didn’t run over time.
As soon as the bell rang, most of the students in the class simply collapsed on their desks to catch up on sleep.
Fu Yi Wen, who had kicked Chen Lu’s chair five or six times in the last period, stretched and sprang up from her seat. She reached out and pressed on Chen Lu’s shoulder, her round face with freckles full of puzzlement:
“Lu Lu, what’s wrong with you this morning? I haven’t seen you brainstorming your novel this hard before. What’s going on today? Four periods in a row! Four periods! My foot is numb from kicking your chair!”
“…”
Chen Lu opened her mouth but didn’t say anything.
It concerned someone else’s privacy, and she couldn’t possibly say that she had been worried about Gu Wan Jun, who was on her period.
Moreover, this situation was not something she should be worried about in the first place.
…
Seeing Chen Lu open her mouth and then close it again, Fu Yi Wen was about to press her when Jiang Zhen Zhen also came over.
After being friends for so many years, they had some unspoken understanding. Chen Lu was obviously not in the zone during the last class.
Under the 2V1 questioning, Chen Lu didn’t want to tell the truth, but she didn’t want to lie either. Just as she was in a dilemma, the Literature Representative, Qin Hao Yang, happened to interrupt the three’s conversation.
“Chen Lu, um—”
As soon as the voice came out, three pairs of eyes fixed on Qin Hao Yang, the “uninvited guest” who had interrupted the conversation.
The bookish-looking boy was a little flustered from being stared at, not knowing where to look. It wasn’t until Chen Lu asked him what was wrong that he said nervously:
“The Chinese Language Group just received a pile of papers and answer sheets. I’m slow at checking papers and don’t have any experience. I don’t know how to arrange them. Can you come to the office with me and teach me?”
Qin Hao Yang pushed up his thick glasses as he spoke. His voice wasn’t loud; his tone sounded more like he was asking Chen Lu for help than discussing something.
As soon as he finished speaking, under the gazes of Fu Yi Wen and Jiang Zhen Zhen, which seemed like gossip and teasing, Chen Lu agreed without thinking.
Officially, Gu Wan Jun had instructed her to hand over her Literature Representative duties to Qin Hao Yang, so she should go in this situation.
Personally, although she knew some things weren’t her business, Chen Lu had to admit that she was genuinely worried about Gu Wan Jun.
…
Seeing Chen Lu and Qin Hao Yang leave the classroom one after the other, Fu Yi Wen clicked her tongue twice and nudged Jiang Zhen Zhen beside her with her elbow, sighing:
“See that? Even a rabbit bites when cornered. This bookworm finally found a chance to get close to Lu Lu.”
“He likes Lu Lu?” Jiang Zhen Zhen turned to look at Fu Yi Wen, sounding surprised.
“Just look at him, that’s gotta be it. You didn’t see it just now? He didn’t dare to look at Lu Lu at all, and his face changed as soon as he looked!”
Fu Yi Wen wrinkled her nose, feeling a bit disappointed:
“Ugh, Qin Hao Yang, this bookworm, what can I say about him? He’s had a crush on Lu Lu since the first year of high school until now. He got selected as the Literature Representative with Lu Lu, but then this bookworm didn’t do anything. Who chases girls like that? He’s like a block of wood, I’m telling you!”
“Then what about Lu Lu…”
Jiang Zhen Zhen hesitated, and Fu Yi Wen, guessing what she was going to say next, waved her hand repeatedly with a pout:
“I don’t think so. Those two? No chance!”
“Ah? Why?”
“Tsk, can’t you tell? That bookworm isn’t Lu Lu’s type at all!”
“But I think Qin Hao Yang seems like a nice person.”
“Yeah, see? You’re already giving that bookworm a ‘nice guy’ card, aren’t you?”
“…” Jiang Zhen Zhen was unable to refute. Indeed, besides being nice, she couldn’t praise Qin Hao Yang for much else.
“Alright, I’m not talking to you anymore. No time, gotta go!”
“Are you going to the bathroom?”
“Tsk, what bathroom? The Liberal Arts Office. Sun Li Xia’s flowers haven’t been watered yet.”
“… Fu Yi Wen, that’s not very appropriate, is it? Tang Ying should be in the office too.” Jiang Zhen Zhen hesitated and kindly reminded her.
“Tsk, you and Lu Lu must have conspired, I’m looking for Sun Li Xia, what does Tang Ying have to do with it? What, she teaches us politics, and I’ve become her private property?”
“No, but after all, Sun Li Xia doesn’t teach us anymore. You should consider Tang Ying’s feelings, and doesn’t Class 1 have a politics representative? Can’t they help Sun Li Xia with these things? Why do you have to do everything?”
“Ugh, those two representatives from Class 1 only go to the office once a day, and Sun Li Xia has to do a lot of things herself, of course I have to help!”
“But—”
“Alright, stop explaining, if you keep dawdling, class will start soon, gotta go!”
“…”
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The Chinese Language Office.
When Chen Lu and Qin Hao Yang arrived at the office, Gu Wan Jun was holding a retractable gel pen with a rubber sleeve and squatting on the open space in the center of the office. It looked like she was about to start checking papers.
As soon as the two entered, Gu Wan Jun, who was squatting on the ground, raised her head at the sound.
Their eyes met squarely. Seeing that Gu Wan Jun’s pale face from the morning had regained some color, Chen Lu, who had been worried all morning, finally relaxed a little.
…
Her gaze swept across the two’s faces, finally settling on Chen Lu’s cold and handsome face.
Gu Wan Jun stood up, and a gentle smile unconsciously floated in her peach blossom eyes: “You’re here.”
“Yes, I’m not very skilled at checking papers, so I asked Chen Lu to help. Teacher, let’s get started.”
Qin Hao Yang responded. Hearing this, Gu Wan Jun moved her gaze away and looked at the boy:
“Alright, thanks to both of you. There are more pens for checking papers in the pen holder on my desk, Hao Yang, go get another one.”
Gu Wan Jun instructed Qin Hao Yang while handing the pen in her hand to Chen Lu.
Seeing Qin Hao Yang go to the desk to get a pen, Gu Wan Jun took the opportunity of handing the pen to gently squeeze Chen Lu’s round fingertip. The woman’s eyes were gentle, and she whispered her thanks:
“The heat pack you gave me made me feel much better, thank you.”
“…”
The sudden action and “whisper” startled Chen Lu. The fingertip that had been squeezed unconsciously trembled.
“And the hot water you got for me, thank you for your trouble.”
“…”
Gentle words fell beside her ear. Meeting the pair of clear autumn waters, long sky peach blossom eyes in front of her, Chen Lu’s pupils shook, her breath hitched, and the hand that had been squeezed by Gu Wan Jun felt like it had been touched by a burning ember, numb, hot, and with a feeling like ants gnawing that quickly spread throughout Chen Lu’s body, straight to her heart!
So art really does come from life.
Chen Lu had only seen this kind of feeling described in novels before.
But wasn’t the object and situation that made her experience this feeling for the first time a little off?
Also, was this drumming heartbeat of hers normal?
…
Seeing Chen Lu’s stunned expression, her hand holding the gel pen not moving at all, Gu Wan Jun’s smile gradually faded, a little puzzled. She was wondering whether she should say something more when the other person’s dense eyelashes fluttered rapidly like a butterfly, and she suddenly came back to her senses.
Their eyes briefly met, and Chen Lu lowered her head, immediately turning her back to Gu Wan Jun and squatting down to bury herself in checking papers, as if nothing had happened.
Of course, if Gu Wan Jun hadn’t seen her ears gradually turning pink.
What’s wrong with this child? Is she not used to people saying thank you?
Gu Wan Jun couldn’t figure it out, but she found Chen Lu with her red ears very cute.
The sound of skilled paper checking rang out rapidly. Gu Wan Jun curved her eyebrows and, turning her head, discovered that Qin Hao Yang had been standing behind her on the left for who knows how long.
The boy tilted his head slightly. That straightforward gaze with a hint of youthful fluttering, through the thick lenses, was staring straight at Chen Lu squatting on the ground checking papers.
Gu Wan Jun looked at Qin Hao Yang, then at Chen Lu squatting on the ground. The corners of her lips, which had been raised in a smile, gradually pursed into a straight line. She immediately stood between Chen Lu and Qin Hao Yang, blocking Qin Hao Yang’s gaze:
“Qin Hao Yang, go check those answer sheets over there.” Gu Wan Jun pointed to the stack of answer sheets farthest from Chen Lu.
As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Hao Yang, who had been staring in a daze, finally reacted. It seemed that some thought had been exposed, and the boy quickly lowered his head to hide his wandering gaze, saying, “Okay, Teacher.”
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