Huo Yinan at Sanzhong naturally also received the text message from Lin Shicha.
- There's a hot thread on the inter-school BBS forum for school flower voting, help me vote.
With only this sentence, Huo Yinan looked at it for a full two seconds, then coldly put his phone away, casually toying with the pen barrel in one hand.
The message didn't mention anyone's name, it was clear that it was a mass text from Lin Shicha, and only those other three idiots would obediently comply.
"Study tyrant, how do we solve this problem?" A bespectacled girl held up her exam paper and sat down next to Huo Yinan. Huo Yinan glanced at the problem and began explaining in a cold tone, clarifying her train of thought in just a few sentences, causing the girl to suddenly understand. She gratefully exclaimed, "Thank you."
Some study tyrants would be selfish so as not to let others outshine them, even if they knew the answer to the questions asked, they would say, "I don't know either, why don't you ask the teacher" or something similar.
But Huo Yinan was not like that.
As the girl thought this, she looked down and noticed three capital letters – LSC – inked clearly on the knuckles of the hand Huo Yinan was holding the pen with.
The girl smiled knowingly and joked, "Huo, the initials of your girlfriend's name are tattooed on your hand? How sweet."
Unexpectedly, Huo Yinan's reaction was significant. He almost instantly covered the area where the tattoo was, his expression changing, and the atmosphere around him growing colder. Then his voice came, "No."
The girl was awkward and didn't know why, so she took her papers and quietly left.
Friday gradually approached, and the school began preparing early in the day. Yizhong was the largest school in Shuilu Town, so the math competition was being held there this time.
At 7:10, Lin Shicha and her classmates went to the designated clean-up areas for each class on the playground with brushes and brooms. Since it was the day to welcome guests, inspections would be particularly thorough.
Her class' cleaning area was towards the back of the playground, quite close to the school gates. Lin Shicha lifted her head and saw that many students from the arts school had already gathered outside the school gates. Each class had formed a queue with different teachers leading them.
Silent was at the forefront and he had also spotted Lin Shicha, but he pretended to be calm and didn't wave at her.
Silent saw a girl buy two packs of milk from a snack bar at the end of the running track and gave one to Lin Shicha. They drank and chatted together.
Silent thought to himself: Making friends?
He felt happy for Lin Shicha as she had always been a loner. Someone nudged him, "Hey, Silent, what are you looking at?"
"Nothing." Silent hastily averted his gaze, using his body to block his line of sight, not wanting others to notice he was looking at Lin Shicha.
If people were to find out that he had an unusual relationship with Lin Shicha, there could be rumors and gossip, and he didn't want Lin Shicha to be discussed or bullied.
Bian Heng, in a neat school uniform, had just completed the task assigned by the teacher when he returned from outside the school and ran into the people from the arts school. He suddenly had a bad feeling and slowed down, then, sure enough, three seconds later, he found the person in the crowd with a distinctive silly smile on their face.
When the person with the silly smile saw Bian Heng, they immediately jumped up and waved at him, "Bian Heng!!"
Everyone turned to look, and Bian Heng pursed his lips, politely nodding his head, thinking: Do you not have any self-awareness as a rival in love? How come you don't seem strange to anyone?
However, things were not as Bian Heng had thought. Silent was simply too naive, and he believed that Lin Shicha had taken the initiative to break up with the other three, meaning they definitely no longer liked her. This meant he could have her all to himself, so he was extremely happy, even able to smile at Bian Heng.
The person beside Silent asked, "You also know people from Yizhong?"
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"Well," Shen Mo thought for a moment, "I've met him a few times and I think he's a pretty good person." As he spoke, Shen Mo revealed a smile like a little sun, "I heard he's a prominent figure at No.1 High School."
The person suddenly remembered and started discussing Bian Heng, whom they had just seen, with the person next to them.
Half an hour later, all the classes of No.1 High School started going downstairs to the large multimedia auditorium according to their assigned positions. By 8 o'clock, the auditorium was already filled with people, and the students from the art school had also been arranged.
Because of Shen Mo's arrival, there were occasionally groups of two or three girls whispering to each other and some even boldly went up to Shen Mo to strike up a conversation and ask for his WeChat or QQ number.
Shen Mo obviously adapted well to this situation. He was the kind of person who should have been the center of attention, chatting easily with the girls who approached him, with a natural smile in his eyes, and he respected each girl's interest in him.
Lin Shicha sat down and didn't move. It was messy around her, and in no time she was starting to feel drowsy.
On the left side of the multimedia classroom exit, Bian Heng suddenly appeared there, diverting some of the attention that had been on Shen Mo. He walked straight to the back, and the further he walked, the quieter it became; everyone was looking at him.
Bian Heng walked to the row near the aisle, squatted down lightly, and took out a small bottle of milk from his pocket. The milk bottle was cute and the lid was pink. "It's hot," he gestured to the girl to drink it.
After everyone gasped, they realized the girl was Lin Shicha, and it all made sense. Could it be that they had reconciled?
Lin Shicha, who was already feeling a bit sleepy, woke up with a dazed look, "Bian Heng..."
Bian Heng's heart skipped a beat at her soft and coquettish tone as she spoke. It had been a long time since he had seen her like this, "Hmm?" He took out a few pieces of candy from his pocket, "It will be very boring for a while."
Why was he suddenly being so direct?
Lin Shicha was puzzled. This wasn't Bian Heng's style from previous days. She uttered a nasal "hmm" and obediently took a piece of candy and put it in her mouth.
Bian Heng stood up, and then, as if he remembered something, he glanced at one side and then deliberately reached out to touch Lin Shicha's hair, a slightly affectionate gesture.
The sound of the girls talking to Shen Mo behind him completely disappeared, and the whole classroom fell into silence. In the next moment, Lin Shicha saw the figure of Shen Mo; he had walked over from the back of the classroom.
Bian Heng's hand was abruptly pushed away, and he frowned, looking at Shen Mo. Shen Mo was completely blocking Lin Shicha, "What are you doing, Bian Heng?" He was clearly angry.
Bian Heng laughed, "I was just about to ask you the same thing. What are you doing, Shen Mo? Didn't you break up with her?"
Shen Mo no longer had the mild and easygoing appearance he had before, and his gaze at Bian Heng contained an inexplicable surge of emotion, "What breakup? Did I agree to it? It was you who simply left with Chi Xing Huo Yinan. Don't drag me into it."
Just on Monday, Shen Mo had told the form teacher that Lin Shicha was his ex-girlfriend. Seeing Bian Heng still not giving up, he was suddenly anxious.
"So what is it now? What do you want?" Bian Heng endured and endured, wanting to get an answer from Shen Mo.
The surroundings were extremely quiet, as though a big drama was unfolding, but no one could understand it, everyone was bewildered, yet they were all infected by the stimulating atmosphere that seemed like a battlefield.
Everyone was as quiet as a chicken, listening intently.
"Shen Mo…"
Someone called him from behind, their voice carrying a hint of hesitation, and then they tugged on the clothes behind him. He turned around, revealing a slightly aggrieved expression.
Bian Heng: "You asshole!"
"Is he harassing you? He's going too far. Can you not ignore him, Tea Tea?" Shen Mo made this request, and skillfully fantasized about things in his own mind, "You haven't replied to my messages, and I've been upset for several days."
After speaking, he added, "Now, I'm upset as well."
After hearing what he said, Lin Shicha only reacted after a while, "I'm sorry, I logged out of QQ after sending the message, and didn't get the message."
Shen Mo was very easy to please. Lin Shicha casually explained, and he was immediately appeased.
Bian Heng fell silent for a moment, unable to bear it any longer, "Are you an idiot? That was a mass message she sent, and you're treating it like something special."
Shen Mo defended himself, "Why can't it be special? Tea Tea's phone only has the four of us. Even if it was a mass message, it's still a unique message." He knew clearly in his mind whether it was a mass message or not.
Just as the two were about to quarrel…
"Shen Mo!!"
From the back, a loud female voice echoed. Shen Mo shivered and instinctively stood up. Bian Heng looked and saw that it was a teacher from the art school.
"Everyone is seated, and only you are running around. What are you doing? Go back and sit down!"
"I'll go now." Shen Mo was obviously afraid of this teacher, but he was reluctant to leave Lin Shicha. Before he left, he whispered, "Tea Tea, can I hold your hand?"
"Okay," Lin Shicha handed over her hand without thinking.
Bian Heng took the opportunity to hold it but with a deadpan face, "No, go back to your seat," he said. Then he raised his voice to the back, "Teacher, look at Shen Mo."
Shen Mo was puzzled, "Bian Heng, you shameless person."
And he was taken away.
The class teacher pushed her glasses and couldn't see clearly, "I thought you said you didn't know him?" She asked, puzzled.
Shen Mo: "Wuwuwu QAQ..."
The class teacher turned back, "What's—?" Is he really crying?
The teary-eyed little puppy, a first-time sight.
Shen Mo was scolded by the teacher until he cried.
Lin Shicha chatted with Shen Mo.
Does Shen Mo like Lin Shicha?
Shen Mo, Bian Heng, and Lin Shicha's love triangle.
And many more posts on the school's BBS forum kept coming. As a freshman, Chen Mei's seat was close to the stage, so she didn't quite understand what was happening at the back, but she could see that something happened between Shen Mo, Bian Heng, and Lin Shicha.
After seeing the posts, she was stunned.
Far to the west of the city, at Shuilu Number Two Middle School, Chixing dozed off in the first class, and halfway through, he was woken up by the need to urinate. Without a word, he sneaked out from the classroom through the back door, hunching over.
Leisurely walking down the stairs and humming a song, Chixing glanced at the forum, only to see the three words "Lin Shicha" dominating the forum. His pace momentarily slowed, and he muttered a curse under his breath, "What the...?"
After staring at the forum for two minutes, Chixing's expression suddenly changed. He gritted his teeth and scaled the wall to leave the school, randomly hailed a taxi, and said, "Shuilu Number One Middle School, in a hurry, please hurry!"