He's Secretly Too
Section 71
Zuo Xuelan made an appointment several times, but he could not invite He Yuzhi to come.
In the end, I had to go alone out of embarrassment.
He mentioned the matter to He Hongsheng wisely, and wanted to see if he could find a reason to move Wenzhi to school or some other place to attend classes as time went on, and wanted to see if he could find a reason to move Wenzhi to school or some other place to attend classes as time went on, preferably on campus.
Who knew that He Hongsheng did not take him seriously and thought he was hallucinating because there was no work every day.
Men are really evil, they have no emotional intuition and sense of smell at all, Zuo Xuelan thought.
Unexpectedly, He Yuzhi replied: "No one cares about your family's throne."
Then he went upstairs with a cold face.
Zuo Xuelan was furious, but there was nothing he could do against He Yuzhi. I had to run a few steps towards the stairs and say to the young man who had already climbed: 'I:
“Then have you considered what your father said about studying abroad?”
"By the end of your high school years, don't take it seriously!"
He held onto the staircase fence and looked up, but he could only see the silhouette of He Yuzhi who quickly climbed to the third floor and disappeared around the corner, without replying to his words.
"Why."
Zuo Xuelan immediately sighed and felt worried.
As my son grew older, it became increasingly difficult to manage...
On the other hand, He Yuzhicai had just entered the door with a pouting face and slammed it shut. He Hongsheng's words echoed again in his mind:
“If you are sure you can enter University A, then it is up to you.”
“If you can't, you have no right to talk to me here.”
He Yuzhi was very upset, he suddenly felt helpless and wanted to throw something.
At first he didn't care, everywhere was the same.
But……
The young man stood in front of the door for a moment, looking cold and irritable.
He knew clearly that once he left, it would take years. Many things cannot be controlled. Although modern technology is so advanced, it only takes nine hours from Los Angeles to the North City.
But just like that, it's still not enough.
He returned to the table, not interested in reading for now.
I simply turned on my computer and called a few friends to play a game. As soon as I logged in, many messages appeared in the lower right corner.
He Yuzhi didn't even want to see her, he was just trying to persuade her to sell this or that, or let others play around with her, and she didn't know where to get her phone number to add to it. as friends and have private chats in groups.
When my friends went online and finally entered a team game, a chatty guy across from me started bragging again as soon as he turned on the microphone.
“Look at my parachute ability, did you see it?”
“What the hell is this, where's my gun? Didn't I just pick up a gun?”
"Seriously, someday I'll have to take my girlfriend to play a game with you. Seriously, the words of the girl who came here made you feel comfortable. Geez, it makes people's bones numb."
“I'll show you some things when I have time.”
"That's great, Brother. What was the difference with those in Malaysia some time ago? This one's smooth and pretty fast."
Another friend joked: "What's his name? You make it sound like you're on third base."
“Do not act like that. Even if you're in love, you don't care who your friend is.”
The other party's words sparked an atmosphere among the boy, and Cheng Liang quickly urged:
"I'm a grass cow, can you convey your experience and tell me about it? Tell me soon."
"Some girls won't touch her hands, so what's the point? Do you have pure love? Then break up as soon as possible."
“If you don't touch her now, you'll be someone else's wife when you go to college, haha.”
…
Some of the boys spoke for a long time before realizing that He Yuzhi did not say a word.
"Eh? Where is Brother Yu?"
"Micnya dead? Or is the headphone broken?"ask someone.
Cheng Liang could not help but laugh: "No, no, no, isn't the microphone on? The contents of our conversation must have been really unhealthy. He didn't want to participate, hahaha."
"I understand, I understand."
The man opposite him could not help but laugh, "It's true, it's not very healthy, hahaha. Our real killer girl, Big Brother Yu, didn't even say anything here, so I won't talk about it anymore..."
"Where am I?"
“In terms of experience, I cannot compare with He Yuzhi. Day after day, you see that the junior girls in our school are fascinated by them. They are so obsessed with all sorts of things that they can't wait to do it. lean out the window and watch."
He Yuzhi continued to look at the screen, listening to what the other three people said to each other.
Even though he didn't speak, he didn't know why.
“Shut up if you can't talk. No one will treat you as a mute person,” he said coldly, looking unhappy to hear it.
The boy opposite her heard that He Yuzhi's mood was bad, so they ended up keeping their mouth shut.
“OK, okay, let's play a game and play a game.”
“Don't say anything more, otherwise you will be screwed if your account is blocked.”
—
Wen Zhi recalled the first time he had come to Beicheng.
It's mid-summer.
He sat in the car and looked out the window at the lush green trees, with sparrows and unidentified birds chirping from time to time. From a small town in the south, this is the most beautiful house and private garden hidden in this steel forest.
By now, the end of spring had gradually passed, and the early signs of summer had already begun to show.
Some time ago I was still wearing a down jacket, but today the sun is so hot that I feel hot even though I only wear a thin sweater.
Daytime classes are full of script, unattractive, and overwhelmingly overload the brain.
Today, for math PR, I was given a set of mock papers from another province, and it made my head woozy when I heard it. I have a vague picture for the last big question. I have counted the entire page of the draft paper, but still have not been able to find the results.
During an afternoon reading class, I didn't even pick up a book when I heard it, and I continued to learn questions like traps.
But he really couldn't do it and wasn't willing to ask others for help, so he had to let go.
While I was eating in the cafeteria at night, I heard the question fill my mind. He felt like a fever, a kind of excitement for telling him to run away. As I ate, it seemed like I had another idea, so I hurriedly finished it and ran back to continue the calculations with the pen.
Although I don't know if in the end it's true, at least I found the results.
According to his teacher, this set of papers was made by the famous demonic math teacher in the country, so this is very difficult.
I felt an incredible achievement after finishing it, but it also took almost a day. As for her homework in other subjects, she had not finished it yet, so she had to start doing homework for Mandarin and English non-stop.
I wondered if I was overusing my brain with my math homework.
When I did my Mandarin homework while self-studying at night during the first lesson, I started to lose my mind when I heard it.
He lifted his head and looked at He Yuzhi.
The other students were all seriously lying at the table doing their homework, but only that person was leaning on the back of the chair with a lazy and carefree posture, with his knees stuck to the edge of the table and holding the math paper in his hands.
He Yuzhi is really great.
It's not like I've never observed it before. In other words, he often made use of his ability to switch seats this semester and remain seated behind him to meet him secretly.
Once you know how to do math, you will get used to doing the calculations in writing. Even if it was a very simple arithmetic task, he would have to write it down on scribbled paper with a pen, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable. But He Yuzhi's paper drafts were often blank, with at most some difficult calculations.
Often, he simply read the matter and counted in his head.
After I finished counting, I lazily wrote the final answer on the paper.
He was obviously very strong now, but he still asked her to give it to him after he finished his homework.
Wenzhi looked at the handsome young man in the front row, with his shoulders and neck straight and smooth, and could not help but think of the gift given to him yesterday, and his eyes instantly became lonely——
He seemed to understand why He Yuzhi rarely talked to him at school right now.
Other than asking him to give him homework, the other party basically did not communicate with Wenzhi.
Perhaps he still thought he was not handsome and could not perform on stage, and he did not want others to associate him with him.
Wen Zhi thought to himself.
But when she had just lowered her head, trying to shake off her feelings of sadness in order for her to continue her homework, her eyes suddenly darkened.
The whole world went dark.
The girls' screams instantly sounded from the classroom, and no one knew who was frightened. Then the originally quiet classroom suddenly felt bursting and boiling.
"I'm gone, power out??"
“How did you learn this? Can you come home early?”
“No, don't they all have backup power? Does the other class also have no power, or is it just our class?”
Everyone is discussing it.
The teacher who was in the classroom today sat on the podium and reassured: "OK, okay, this might be just a temporary power outage, or it might be for maintenance. You guys stay in the chair and don't move. I'll go ask about the situation."
After saying that, he came out.
It's dark around. Some people went to look into the corridor. Looks like something's wrong with the whole teaching building. There is no light at all.
There was a lot of noise in the classroom for a while, but Wenzhi looked very quiet in her seat.
There is no electricity or lights, so it would be nice to take a break...
It has to be fixed, right? he thinks.
The girl pulled out her phone, originally just to check the time, but she did not expect He Yuzhi to send a message.
