Take out the book and spread it on the table, prop up your chin with one hand, and start your daily daze.
[Host, let's play Gobang!] Seeing that the boy was finally free, the system jumped out excitedly and wanted to play a game with him.
Qingyou is not very interested at this moment
"Let's play later, Uncle Tong. I want to be alone for a while."
Looking at the chirping sparrows on the branches, he replied in a low voice.
[Host, what's wrong with you?] Obviously noticing that the boy was in an abnormal state, the system suppressed the urge to play games and asked slowly, [This system sees that you seem to be in a bad mood.]
"Really?" Qingyou blinked, looking surprised. "No, I'm actually in a pretty good mood."
System: [....]
Oh shit, can you hide this worried and sad look?
"Anyway, Uncle Tong, just watch some TV shows to kill time. I'll come and play with you later."
Not noticing the crazy complaints from the system in secret, he turned his pen and hastily ended the topic, not wanting to continue the conversation.
[...Well, that's fine..]
dnmd, as expected by this sysop, the host is 80% thinking about the young lady
Some time ago, she said she wanted to distance herself from him, but now she is obsessed with him again.
Tsk, what a duplicity guy...
The system secretly looked down on him, pretending to be concerned, "Host, if you have anything to say, please speak up. Don't keep it to yourself. It will hurt your health."
Hearing this, Qingyou smiled faintly, "Okay, I see."
[I'm going to watch TV now. Let's talk later, host.]
"it is good"
As the system's voice no longer sounded in his mind, the smile on Qingyou's face gradually faded.
He tilted his head and looked at the teacher who was already teaching the first class at the podium. He took out the textbook he was going to use, and with the pen in his right hand, he wrote something on it from time to time to get by.
The thoughts in my mind drifted away again with the teacher's explanation on the podium.
The girl's attitude this morning is still vivid in my mind, her cold face, her calm tone, her phoenix eyes as calm as an unrippled lake, showing her indifferent and elegant demeanor.
She is so different from the soft and cute girl who was whining and begging for a hug last night.
Even just now, Qingyou had the illusion that this was not the same person at all.
He was so drunk that he always clung to me, and even slept with me in his arms. How come he became so cold and aloof again after waking up?
Not only does he talk less, but his tone of reply is also so perfunctory, as if he is just an insignificant person in the eyes of the other party.
Am I really that busy that I don't even have time to eat, or am I really just a tool that can be used as a pillow?
The more Qingyou thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He tightened his grip on the pen, and felt inexplicably irritated.
"Tada-kun?"
A voice suddenly came into his ears, and Qingyou's consciousness was instantly restrained. Just when he came to his senses, he saw the math teacher waving his hands in front of him with a puzzled look on his face.
He quickly calmed down his thoughts and asked the math teacher without showing any strange expression, "What's wrong, teacher?"
Seeing the boy finally respond, the teacher smiled kindly and nodded, "Go up and do the questions."
"Yes."
Qingyou responded respectfully, stood up calmly, and walked towards the podium with a calm face.
He glanced at the question, paused for a few seconds, then picked up the chalk and began to fill in the answer on the blackboard. The whole process was done in one go without any pause, as if he had written this question thousands of times and was very familiar with it.
"Teacher, it's done."
In less than a moment, two different answers to the problems appeared on the blackboard. The handwriting written in chalk was as pleasing to the eye as if it was embedded in the blackboard. The formulas in each line were very simple and ordinary. At first glance, such an obscure and difficult problem was actually just like this.
"Yes, Not Bad."
The math teacher smiled again and praised with great satisfaction.
You have to understand that the difficulty of this question is no less than the last few big questions in the final exam. Even if you explain it in detail, many people will still find it difficult to understand.
Although he knew that the boy could solve the problem easily, he only gave one idea for solving the problem, but the boy was able to draw inferences from his example and wrote two different solutions.
So, he is worthy of being the top genius in the grade?
Whenever the math teacher thought of the jealous looks in his colleagues' eyes when the test results came out, he couldn't help but laugh, and a feeling of pride suddenly rose in his heart.
"Okay, let's get down."
"Yes." Qingyou responded calmly. The teacher's praise did not cause any fluctuation in his expression. His face remained as calm as water, without any sign of pride or arrogance.
Such a humble look made the math teacher's eyes more satisfied.
Seeing the young man sitting back in his seat, with his back straight and his eyes looking straight at the podium, he looked full of energy and spirit.
——It’s rare to see such a serious student.
I felt a little moved in my heart. For Tada Kiyoyu's love of learning, the math teacher was more than a little satisfied.
"Okay, then, let's look at the second question."
After coming to his senses, he raised his voice slightly and became a strict teacher again. Then, the quiet classroom was once again filled with the math teacher's clear teaching voice.
Qingyou ignored the admiring looks from his classmates, and his mood remained unchanged.
But when he thought of his strange emotions just now, he couldn't help but frown, and a layer of doubt and confusion flashed across his eyes.
What happened to me recently?
----
Near noon, the principal's office
"I guess you'll be heading over to Representative Sakaki's place these days, Tada-kun."
Throwing a stack of documents on the desk, the principal gave Qingyou a meaningful look and said, "Seize the opportunity."
"What is going on here, Principal?" Qingyou held his forehead helplessly, this old pervert.
"I'm asking you to seize the opportunity to learn from others." The principal began to play dumb, and asked with a smile in his eyes, "What are you thinking about now, you little brat?"
Qingyou was choked for a moment
Knowing that he was not very good at this, he immediately changed the subject, "Speaking of which, hasn't the student union already recruited people? I shouldn't have much to do, so why do I have to go to Gui Yanxinmei?"
The boy's apparent evasion of embarrassment naturally did not escape the principal's attention.
This guy, 90% of the time, has something fishy going on with that girl
The smile in his eyes deepened, and he answered the question without showing any strange expression on his face, "Who said there is nothing to do? There are so many things to do. It has only been a short time since our Nanchang and Sakaki schools merged, so naturally there are a lot of problems that have not been solved."
As he said this, he sighed again, pretending to be very melancholy, "But you can't let Sakaki girl handle these problems alone, you have to get some help, if you don't do anything, what if others say that we Nan Chang are ruthless?"
"Out there, there are a lot of schools that want to merge with Sakaki, Tada-kun."
As he spoke, he secretly looked at the boy's reaction and said, "So for the sake of our school's reputation, you should go to Representative Sakaki's place to help out for the next two weeks."
Qingyou's face froze obviously, and he opened his lips, as if he wanted to say something.
I refused, but couldn't find any good excuse. I thought about it for a long time, and finally hung my head in despair, giving up.
"I see."
The principal secretly chuckled and hurriedly urged him, "You know why you're still not going, you little brat."
"Yes."
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Holding a large stack of documents, Qingyou walked into the office of Representative Sakaki Qi at the school gate. At a glance, he saw the eldest lady chatting with Gui Yanyue. The two of them were smiling and talking about a certain topic. The atmosphere was peaceful and pleasant for a while.
Qingyou felt that maybe he came at the wrong time.
But thinking of the mission he still had to complete, he had no choice but to knock on the door a few times and remind her, "Miss, I have brought the information you need to process."
As he finished speaking, the two pairs of sisters stopped talking and looked at him together.
Qingyou's face was calm. He didn't seem flustered when facing the gazes of the two beauties. He was very calm and composed.
"Since you have something to say, I won't disturb you, elder sister." Gui Yanyue retracted her gaze, then opened her arms and hugged Gui Yanxinmei. Her delicate little face was slightly red, and she was shy and amorous.
"See you later~"
There is something ambiguous in it.
Qingyou didn't say anything, but her brows were slightly furrowed.
"Yeah." Gui Yanxinmei smiled and touched the girl's hair, her tone doting, "You should also pay more attention when you are working, don't take all the burdens on yourself, distribute them reasonably, take a rest when you are tired, don't force yourself."
"Yeah~"
Gui Yanyue responded sweetly and then stood up and left.
When passing by the door, I greeted the boy politely.
Qingyou responded politely. After the girl left, he closed the door and walked to Gui Yanxinmei's side.
"This is a task that needs to be completed in the next few days. The principal asked us to handle it as quickly as possible."
As he said this, he placed a stack of papers on the coffee table.
The curve on Gui Yanxin's beautiful lips faded away. She took a sip of tea and said "hmm" softly to indicate that she understood.
This obvious change made Qingyou tighten his fingers in his pockets.
She is so doting and gentle to Gui Yanyue, but extremely cold to him. Is it really because they are lovers that she treats him differently?
Mumbling in his heart, looking at the girl drinking tea quietly, Qingyou smacked his lips, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.
"Ok?"
Hearing his movement, Gui Yanxinmei raised her eyes and looked over, "Do you have any opinions?"
As if she felt that the wording was not good, she paused and then added, "If you think there are too many documents, you can report it to the school to reduce your daily workload."
It was a completely businesslike attitude, but it was also for his consideration.
Qingyou now doesn't know what language to use to express his feelings.
"No problem, it's fine." He replied calmly. His expression showed nothing, but his heart was already filled with mixed feelings.
"Okay, in that case, let's finish the task together." Gui Yanxinmei said, taking out a part from the stack, "Try to finish a part before dinner."
After saying that, she lowered her head and started working, with no intention of chatting.
Qingyou: “….” After all, we were good friends once. Are you really so annoyed with him now that you don’t even want to say a word to him?
Take a deep breath, I feel indescribable frustration
Chapter 37 So, we are just friends
Loneliness is a state, while solitude is a state of mind.
One is the difference between the individual and the collective, and the other is the spiritual loneliness and lack of spiritual resonance.
People are lonely not because they are alone, but because they have worries in their hearts.
But these are what Qingyou has never had.
After dozens of reincarnations, what he has to endure is not only the pain of death, but also the loneliness that cannot be described in words.
Come alone, leave alone
It's always like this in every life.
Don't be fooled by his indifferent expression, in fact, he longs for friendship and family affection more than anyone else.
The reason why a strong person is strong is because he has a belief in his heart that is enough to support him to continue to crawl forward. But what about me? What is the pillar of my soul? Is it just that I don’t want to die?
It just makes the body gradually lose its soul and become empty and numb.
Walking in endless despair, Qingyou is more accustomed to loneliness than anyone else, but he is also more afraid of loneliness than anyone else.
