Chapter 372: Fresh High School Campus Male God 13

Looking at the elegant and handsome boy, his eyebrows were dull and his expression seemed to be a little lonely, but he said in a calm tone, as if he had been accustomed to it for a long time: "It's just because there are no friends to come to the food stall together."

Lowering his eyes, Xuanyuan said in a light and calm tone: "When I was in junior high school, I didn't have any friends, so I never had the experience of coming to the food stall to eat with friends or classmates, so I was a little unfamiliar."

Yan Ze swallowed his saliva, and his Adam's apple slid up and down. It seemed that he didn't expect Xuanyuan to say such a situation. He had never thought of this possibility, because no matter from which angle, Lu Chenxi should be a very popular student.

He is tall, white-skinned, with delicate and elegant features, handsome and graceful, and his appearance alone is far better than many classmates. He usually acts calmly and decently, and has his own sense of propriety. Although he is too distant and cold, which makes people stay away, he is very handsome!

Sitting next to Lu Chenxi, Yan Ze saw that his desk was stuffed with letters and small gifts many times! Those letters all have pink covers, and you can tell what's inside the letters by looking at the ambiguous color. From this point, we can see that Lu Chenxi is still very popular.

He never thought that Lu Chenxi would have no friends, although he should have few friends with his aloof look... But, but that's different, it should be that he doesn't want to make friends, instead of saying it with such a slightly lonely look and tone.

Uh, okay, actually loneliness and so on are all Yan Ze's imagination.

"Well, you didn't have any before, but now you have! Am I not your friend?" Yan Ze cleared his throat and said, he waved his hand, full of passion, "You can order whatever you want today, I will invite you to eat here every day in the future."

Xuanyuan: "…………" He choked for a while, feeling a little speechless and funny, he shook his head slightly, smiled faintly, "Although I appreciate your kindness, it's not necessary." If he really ate food stalls with Yan Ze every day, I'm afraid Lu's father would drive to pick him up from school.

For a day or two, Father and Mother Lu might be happy that their son made new friends, but they would not be at ease after a long time. They always care deeply about Lu Chenxi, who had experienced a big change in junior high school and became sensitive, inferior and somewhat fragile in those three years.

Yan Ze snorted, and seemed unhappy about Xuan Yuan's rejection. He turned his head and shouted to the boss to order. After ordering a lot of things, he muttered in a barely audible voice after the boss left with the full menu: "It's as if I want to treat you so much."

But in fact, Yan Ze knew very well that he just didn't want to go home, so he could eat anywhere at night, whether it was a treat or a food stall, as long as someone was willing to accompany him.

Who this person is may not be important sometimes. It was just that he saw Lu Chenxi looked a little lonely, as if he had never been with friends before, and then he suddenly had an idea and invited him to join him. In fact, this was just the most instinctive group warming up.

Speaking of loneliness... Actually, he is the same, but compared to Lu Chenxi, what he lacks is not the friendship from his friends, but the companionship and love from his parents who have been absent for a long time.

After having dinner with Yan Ze, Xuan Yuan said goodbye to Yan Ze and his friends and rode his bicycle home alone. When the cool breeze of the night blew towards him, Xuan Yuan couldn't help but bend his eyes in the night wind and chuckled. Life in this world is really peaceful, isn't it?

Maybe it's a little boring, but such peace and tranquility are also very rare. At least a long time ago, he had longed for such peace and tranquility. Now, just treat it as a taste of the peaceful life that he wanted but couldn't get back then.

It was already the end of September, and the night in S City came early. Although there was no evening reading in the first grade of high school, it was already dark when he had dinner with Yan Ze and went home. The night fell heavily on the top of the head, and there was a quiet tranquility in the deep darkness.

The street lights on both sides of the street had already been lit, and every household in the residential building in the community also lit up the lights, smudged a warm yellowish light in the darkness, as if it was a lighthouse floating in the darkness, guiding the family members who had not yet returned home.

Xuanyuan had just arrived at the familiar gate of the community by bike, and saw a familiar figure waiting at the gate of the community. Father Lu, who had changed out of his suit and leather shoes, was waiting silently under the street light. After seeing Xuanyuan, a relaxed smile appeared on his elegant and elegant face.

He paused slightly, and couldn't help but curled his lips and smiled. At this moment, he seemed to understand a little bit that Lu Chenxi could still keep a gentle heart after being excluded and ridiculed by classmates in junior high school for three years. I think it's because, from beginning to end, there are people who love him and take care of him gently.

When he went to school again the next day, probably because of what happened last night, Yan Ze's attitude towards Xuanyuan was much more natural, and he felt a little bit like a good friend who fought together and a good buddy who ate skewers together, unlike before when he always got angry at every turn.

Perhaps because of the shadow brought by Xuan Yuan, the memory of the embarrassment in front of Xuan Yuan has gradually faded from his mind, or perhaps other things that happened between him and Xuan Yuan overshadowed that blunder.

After the painful memory was gradually forgotten, Yan Ze could finally treat Xuan Yuan as an ordinary classmate and a good friend who could get along well with him. He finally stopped treating him as someone who he mistook for a girl and thought he had to take responsibility for watching someone bathing.

"I've also signed up for the men's 4×100 relay. How about we tell the sports committee member that we'll run the front and back batons? I think I believe in your ability. The other two who signed up are weaklings." Yan Ze suddenly came over to Xuan Yuan during the break that day.

Yan Ze didn't want to sign up, but there weren't enough boys in Class 2 who could participate in sports competitions, and those boys who were asked by the sports committee member could only participate in easy competitions such as long jump and high jump, or run a hundred meters at most.

For events like the 3,000-meter race and the 1,500-meter race, there really weren't enough people, so the tall and strong Yan Ze was drafted to run the 1,500-meter race and the 4×100. Well, the reason why he didn't sign up for the 3,000-meter race was because there was an unlucky guy in the 3,000-meter race, and that unlucky guy was... Xuan Yuan.

"Well, sure." Xuanyuan closed the book carelessly and answered casually, "Then I'll go talk to the sports committee member later."

Yan Ze saw him close the book and couldn't help but smile: "I saw that you didn't listen to the class at all? I say, you don't just look like a top student, but you're actually a scumbag like me, right? If that's the case, we can still sit together after the monthly exam."

In fact, he also knew that this was unlikely, after all, the roster when he first entered school was arranged according to the high school entrance examination scores, and Lu Chenxi's name was at the top.

There are a total of four exams in a semester in No. 1 Middle School, two monthly exams, one midterm exam, and one final exam, which is equivalent to one exam per month. Now No. 1 Middle School has not started the first monthly exam yet. The seats in the class are randomly arranged according to height and personal wishes. After the monthly exam, according to the head teacher Zhu, it will be arranged according to grades.

Raising his eyebrows, Xuan Yuan glanced at Yan Ze, with a faint smile in his dark phoenix eyes, and said with a curled lip: "I think in terms of height, we should still sit together." The two of them are quite tall in the class, especially Lu Chenxi's body, which is growing very fast under the premise of being full of vitality, and it seems that he can reach 1.8 meters.

Tomorrow is the sports meeting, and after the sports meeting is the National Day holiday. Probably the teachers have discussed it. In the last class before the holiday, they have arranged many "National Day gifts" containing "love", one for each teacher and one for each student, without any omission.

The math teacher claims to be the teacher who cares about them the most, and only left three sets of monthly exam simulation papers + exercise book unit exercises, which is a relatively small amount of homework in the main course. Sure enough, the math teacher still cares about the students. After repeated consideration, there is not much homework left... not too many ghosts.

But compared to the Chinese teacher's three mock papers + a narrative essay + two argumentative essays + daily excerpts + poetry recitation and dictation + sports meeting reflections + exercise book unit exercises, and the English teacher's three mock papers + ten special trainings for cloze + ten special trainings for reading comprehension + text recitation + word copying and recitation + exercise book unit exercises + dictation of words...

Do you think the math teacher is really gentle and kind? The holiday homework left behind is really conscientious and very considerate of the students? From then on, math is really a lifetime of blowing.

"Are we on vacation?" Even Yan Ze, who never did homework, couldn't help but twitched his forehead when he saw the list of homework displayed on the right edge of the blackboard. This is just the main course, not counting physics, chemistry, biology, politics, geography and history!

Xuanyuan recalled the situation in Lu Chenxi's memory, and then nodded slightly: "It's a little less than in the third year of junior high school, which is very good." If you want to say which industry writes the most words every day, it really recommends the high school students of Huaguo.

Most people really can't stand these three years of suffering. During the three years of high school, who hasn't had the experience of doing homework in the middle of the night until they dozed off or fell asleep, and had to rub their eyes and continue to do it after waking up? Who hasn't had the experience of looking at a table full of unfinished homework and wanting to cry without tears, and finding that the hand holding the pen was so sore that it was shaking?

Yan Ze curled his lips and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I don't like studying." If I really finish these homeworks, I don't have to do anything else during the National Day holiday, right? So is the meaning of the National Day holiday to let students stay at home and do their homework?

Xuan Yuan tilted his head to look at Yan Ze, and curled his lips with a smile. Yan Ze really doesn't like studying now, but after he was "inspired" by Song Yuyun, didn't he study hard every day and finally got into a good university?

Maybe this is the power of love? Xuan Yuan looked through the plot in his sea of ​​consciousness and found that in the later period, Yan Ze did transform himself, from a poor student with a domineering personality and a frivolous smile to a pseudo-academic master who worked hard to solve problems. With the encouragement of Song Yuyun, he successfully entered the school of his dreams, and did not waste his smart brain.