Chapter 928
IF123
"Wake me up," Li Zhuangsheng said lazily.
Why can't you get up by yourself?
"If I can get up by myself, why would I bother having her wake me up?"
Zhang Qixiang stared at the self-righteous Li Zhuangsheng, utterly bewildered. "Seriously? What are you so proud of?!"
“Actually, I have a somewhat immature suggestion.” Zhang Qixiang raised his hand.
"Granted."
Zhang Qixiang said in a deep voice, "Next time she steps on your face, you should start licking it."
Li Zhuangsheng's eyes widened: "Are you a pervert?"
"That way, she'll learn her lesson and won't step on you again!"
"It makes a lot of sense, but it makes me feel a little disgusted... It really does make sense... It's just so disgusting..."
Li Zhuangsheng rubbed his face, caught in a dilemma.
"Read aloud in the morning!"
Lin Yuehua walked up to Li Zhuangsheng and coldly tapped the table. Li Zhuangsheng didn't say much, but took out his Chinese textbook and began to recite scriptures.
After finishing his morning reading, Li Zhuangsheng lay on the table and took out the bookmark to look at it.
Although it was just an ordinary bookmark, it was a gift from Hu Mengdie. There was also a handwritten poem on the back of the bookmark, not a common, overused phrase, showing the thoughtfulness behind it.
Why did you give me a bookmark? What should I buy to repay you? Li Zhuangsheng wondered to himself.
"Don't you look at your grades?"
Hearing a familiar voice, Li Zhuangsheng subconsciously inserted a bookmark into the book.
"It's not that there are too many people, I just don't want to squeeze in."
Li Zhuangsheng glanced at the blackboard, where a group of people had gathered around the area where the monthly exam results were posted. He could roughly guess where his score would fall, since the answer sheets had already been handed out that morning.
"I feel like you're going to be doomed if you keep going like this." Zhu Zhixue grumbled, a lollipop dangling from her mouth. "You're thirtieth in the whole class this time!"
"Ah...I see." Li Zhuangsheng sighed again, somewhat annoyed.
I can't let this continue. I need to study hard, and I'm going to start working hard from today!
"Are you dating her? Actually, early relationships are bad; they affect your studies," Zhu Zhixue asked tentatively, lowering her voice.
"Talk to whom? Hu Mengdie? I didn't!"
"Just talk it out, why are you hiding it from me!"
Li Zhuangsheng pointed to himself, looking aggrieved, and gave a wry smile: "I really didn't talk to anyone, besides... do you think they would even be interested in me?"
Zhu Zhixue's expression softened slightly: "Then what is your relationship with her?"
"We're just ordinary friends."
"Really?"
"Really. Think about it, a relationship should at least be based on mutual affection, right? Why do you think Hu Mengdie has any reason to like me?"
Li Zhuangsheng suddenly realized that Zhu Zhixue thought highly of him; at least in her subconscious, his relationship with Hu Mengdie wasn't unbelievable. If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't have believed he could be in a relationship with Hu Mengdie.
Thinking this, he began to doubt Zhu Zhixue's motives for asking the question. Why was she so concerned about his relationship with Hu Mengdie? Was she testing him? Did she really have feelings for him?
But Li Zhuangsheng also felt that there was a significant gap between him and Zhu Zhixue, and besides, Zhu Zhixue had absolutely no reason to like him... He was both hopeful and hesitant to act rashly. "Actually, I don't think you need to belittle yourself..." Zhu Zhixue puffed out her cheeks slightly, "I think you're a very nice person, and it's normal for Hu Mengdie to like you."
“She doesn’t like me, she said it herself,” Li Zhuangsheng said dejectedly, thinking that the other person was just trying to comfort him.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhixue was both delighted and anxious, and leaned forward: "Why would she say that to you? Did you confess your feelings to her?"
Li Zhuangsheng shook his head vigorously: "No, no. I didn't confess to her. I don't like her, why would I confess to her? Anyway, she said she doesn't have a boyfriend!"
"Didn't you say you had it before?"
"That's just something she made up because she didn't want to be in a relationship or be pursued anymore." Li Zhuangsheng said, then regretted it and quickly whispered, "Please don't tell anyone about this!"
Zhu Zhixue raised an eyebrow, her expression unreadable: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
She breathed a sigh of relief. So Hu Mengdie didn't like Li Zhuangsheng? That put her at ease. Knowing Li Zhuangsheng as she did, she was sure he wouldn't lie about this.
However, if Hu Mengdie doesn't like Li Zhuangsheng, then isn't she getting too close to him... Hmm, this Hu Mengdie really doesn't know what's good for her. Doesn't she know that Li Zhuangsheng is mine?
"Oh, right!" Zhu Zhixue suddenly remembered something, "I watched that animation you mentioned, it was really touching, I even cried while watching it!"
At noon, in Fat Brother's Chicken Cutlet, Li Zhuangsheng huddled in a corner, glancing up at the door every now and then. But the figure he expected never appeared. He felt a pang of disappointment, but then quickly scolded himself for overthinking. "They're nobody to me," he thought, "why would they come all this way to see me?"
……
During the long break before evening self-study began, Li Zhuangsheng didn't go to eat, but instead stared blankly at the sky. In October, dusk came earlier and earlier, and he stared blankly at the darkening sky, feeling a sense of empty melancholy.
Not eating was his self-punishment, because he had indulged himself again today. He had secretly vowed to study hard this morning, but in the end, he couldn't resist the temptation of the anime on his phone.
He was very anxious, feeling himself rotting away day by day, but he could only watch helplessly.
Although he sometimes comforts himself by saying that he is only a junior in high school and has nearly two more years of high school left... In fact, he is also deceiving himself about this. To be more accurate, there is only one and a half years left in high school, since the college entrance examination is in June, not October.
The dim twilight suddenly brightened, and Li Zhuangsheng looked up to see that Lin Yuehua had turned on the classroom lights.
Come to think of it, she always finished eating and came back very early. Li Zhuangsheng suddenly realized.
Lin Yuehua also noticed that Li Zhuangsheng was looking at her, and frowned slightly.
"What are you looking at?" Perhaps because she had once again gotten first place in the grade today, she was in a good mood.
“You’re first in the humanities again,” Li Zhuangsheng said after a moment’s thought.
"So what now?" Lin Yuehua's lips curled up slightly.
Seeing that Lin Yuehua didn't scold him, Li Zhuangsheng grew a little bolder: "How exactly did you study? Do you have any study methods?"
Lin Yuehua said calmly, "Pay close attention in class, complete your homework diligently, organize your mistakes carefully, and review them frequently."
Is that all?
"more or less."
What kind of extracurricular study guides would you buy?
"You don't even listen in class, what's the point of buying study guides? You still won't be able to understand them."
Lin Yuehua returned to her seat, and Li Zhuangsheng licked his lips, his face burning. He sensed Lin Yuehua's contempt for him, but he had no way to refute it.
Moreover, there was no hostility in the other party's words; they were merely stating an objective fact. (End of Chapter)