Film and TV: Starting from childhood, I will give up Zhong Yi

Chapter 282 Love Letter, Sister Xingyu, you don’t want my grades to get worse, right?

on Monday.

Lin Yuan returned to school.

The eye-catching red banner at the school gate fluttered in the wind, and the gold-plated words "Warmly congratulate our school student Lin Yuan for winning the Asian Games championship" were particularly dazzling.

Along the way, there was constant discussion and the students looked at him.

Lin Yuan was already very famous in the whole school. He was handsome, tall, and had good grades. Now he had appeared on TV and won the championship. The boys looked at him with envy and admiration, while the girls glanced at him with red faces, following his figure with their eyes.

Lin Yuan pursed his lips and then relaxed, continuing to walk leisurely towards the classroom, sighing in his heart about his own damn unplaceable charm.

Fortunately, mobile phones and the Internet were not yet popular in that era. Apart from his neighbors and classmates, other people could only know Lin Yuan through pictures on TV or in newspapers. Even if they knew Lin Yuan, they might not be able to recognize him.

Once you leave the campus and your own alley, almost no one will pay attention to you, so you don’t have to worry about being recognized when you go out to have fun in the future.

In the classroom, Chang Xingyu's eyes were full of anticipation, wondering when Lin Yuan would come back for class.

Just as she was thinking this, Lin Yuan walked into the classroom. The originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet, and then instantly became lively. Many classmates came up and surrounded him as he returned to his seat.

When Chang Xingyu saw Lin Yuan appear, the corners of his mouth instantly rose up and he smiled brilliantly.

All the students' eyes lit up, as if they saw a superhero, and in the blink of an eye they surrounded Lin Yuan's seat.

"Lin Yuan, you are amazing. You easily beat the Koreans in the final."

"Yes, yes, yes. Our whole class watched it on TV."

"Team competitions are exciting. Although the other two partners always make mistakes, Brother Lin is calm and composed. He shot the final shot and shattered South Korea's hope of winning the championship."

"Korean country won two second place in a row, I think their nose must be crooked with anger, haha."

"Brother Lin, you looked so handsome during the competition. I don't know how many girls you charmed. If I were a girl, I would be attracted to you."

The classmates talked to each other, and their tones were mostly sincere and simple. In this age when access to information is limited and everyone's minds are pure, liking and admiring are so straightforward, without any twists and turns.

There is a saying that goes, when you are one step ahead of others, others will be jealous of you; when you are one step ahead of others, others will envy you; when you surpass others by a large margin, others will follow you.

Lin Yuan nodded gently, with a gentle smile on his face, and said calmly: "The Asian Games is nothing. If I have the chance, I will win an Olympic championship and come back."

A curious girl asked, "What is it like in Tianzhu? Is it very different from here?"

Lin Yuan's expression turned serious: "It's much worse over there than here. If it's not necessary, it's best not to go to Tianzhu, especially you girls."

"Ah! Why?"

Lin Yuan explained slowly, "Women don't even have basic safety guarantees there, no matter if you're from India or not. There was a girl in our archery team who went to the bathroom alone. When she came back, she was followed by a few rough guys for a long time. We had to step in and drive them away. Although we didn't stay there for long, we saw too many such things."

After hearing this, the students showed indignation and nodded repeatedly.

For them, going abroad is still a very distant thing. If they really want to study abroad, they will definitely not choose India.

A group of classmates then asked a variety of questions, and Lin Yuan patiently and briefly answered them.

Lin Yuan is usually very frugal with words in class and rarely communicates with his classmates. His cold temperament makes many girls secretly attracted to him but dare not approach him. Now that they finally have the chance, they pour out all their curiosity that has been suppressed for a long time.

It was not until the head teacher walked into the classroom that the students scattered quickly like frightened sparrows.

The head teacher walked up to the podium and first praised Lin Yuan, saying that he brought honor to the school and the class. The students in the class burst into warm applause again.

The head teacher then signaled Lin Yuan to go outside the classroom so that other students could start their morning reading.

After talking with the head teacher outside the classroom for a few minutes, Lin Yuan returned to the classroom.

Chang Xingyu dressed up specially today, wearing a soft cotton shirt inside, straight black pants on the bottom, and a navy blue lapel tweed jacket on the outside. A pair of black buckled leather shoes stepped quietly on the ground, revealing a clean white edge of the socks.

She bit her lower lip, staring at Lin Yuan approaching with sparkling almond-shaped eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Lin Yuan walked to his seat and sat down, smiling and teasing: "What are you looking at? Why didn't you say a word just now?"

"You didn't talk to me either."

Chang Xingyu's beautiful eyes rolled back as she retorted softly.

She thought to herself that they had such a close relationship, and they had plenty of time to spend together during get out of class and after school, so she didn't have to rush to ask Lin Yuan questions like other classmates.

Amid the sounds of morning reading in the classroom, the two of them talked in low voices.

Lin Yuan teased, "Sister Xingyu, am I not talking to you?"

Chang Xingyu's cheeks flushed, and he said shyly: "Who, who is your sister."

"You used to call me Brother Lin Yuan. What? Have you lost your memory now?"

"I don't remember." Chang Xingyu pursed his lips, his eyelashes trembling constantly, pretending that he didn't remember it at all.

"It's okay if you can't remember, as long as I remember." Lin Yuan leaned closer and lowered his voice to imitate Chang Xingyu's voice, with the ending tone soft and sweet, "Brother Lin Yuan, you are the best. Brother Lin Yuan, you are the best~"

"Hateful." Chang Xingyu nudged Lin Yuan with her thigh in embarrassment. She was not so soft and sticky. She quickly changed the subject and asked, "What did the head teacher just say to you?"

"He said that several teachers had discussed and planned to take turns to give me extra lessons during the evening self-study session."

Chang Xingyu's eyes lit up, and he said seriously, "That's great. You missed almost a month's worth of classes because of the competition. The teacher taught you a lot of new knowledge, so you need to catch up."

Lin Yuan said frivolously, "I refused. There's such a lovely female classmate sitting next to me, who can explain the questions to me and chat with me. Why should I get together with the teacher?"

Lin Yuan originally wanted to describe it as fragrant and soft, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips. He decided to save these words for later.

Chang Xingyu blushed slightly when he heard Lin Yuan's praise, but he still asked in an anxious tone: "What if your grades fall?"

Lin Yuan nudged her with his elbow, his eyebrows curved into a sly crescent, and said with a relaxed look: "So I have to rely on you to tutor me, Sister Xingyu. You don't want to see me, the former top student in the grade, have a worse academic performance, right?"

Chang Xingyu felt sweet and panicked when he heard this, and his voice softened unconsciously: "I... I will try my best to help you."

After morning reading, the first class is history class.

When Lin Yuan was searching for a history textbook under the desk, he touched a lot of neatly sealed envelopes.

He didn't know when these envelopes were put in. He had received love letters from time to time before, but never so many.

The history teacher's resonant voice came from the podium: "Students, turn to page 138."

Lin Yuan opened the envelopes one by one and quietly spread the love letters inside on the textbook. Reading a book is not as interesting as reading a love letter.

"Your heroic figure once again broke into my dreams. I called you softly, and you responded tenderly..."

"I thought I was a child abandoned by the world, until you appeared and filled my world with stars..."

"I folded a lot of paper cranes, and wrote something I want to say to you on each one. When I have 100 of them, I will give them to you..."

……

The handwriting was either beautiful or childish. Some were signed by female classmates in his class, while others were unfamiliar names from the class next door.

Lin Yuan looked at these youthful and innocent words, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

When these little girls grow up and look back at these contents, they will realize how shameful it is.

What’s even more interesting is that at the end of several love letters, it was written that the lovers wanted to meet under the old tree under the playground after school.

Could it be that this old tree in the playground is also a dating spot?
I don’t know what the scene would be like when these little girls with their own thoughts gathered under the old tree and looked at each other.

However, when Chang Xingyu saw this scene, she felt inexplicably blocked in her heart and muttered softly, "Are you that happy?"

In the afternoon, when Lin Yuan returned to school from home, Chang Xingyu quietly handed him a love letter.

It’s a love letter, or more precisely, a note.

Because it wasn't wrapped in an envelope.

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you write this?"

"Wang Beibei from the next class asked me to give it to you." Chang Xingyu lowered his eyes and his voice unconsciously became lighter.

In fact, she was not very willing to be the messenger, but she was Lin Yuan's desk mate, and it would be unkind not to help with such a small matter.

Besides, after Wang Beibei stuffed the note into her hand, she turned around and ran away, not giving her any chance to refuse.

She could only hope silently in her heart that Lin Yuan would focus on his studies and ignore this love letter.

"Oh, I know, our high school classmate." Lin Yuan took it and took a look. There was nothing special about the content. It first expressed love and then asked him to meet. The only difference was that Wang Beibei's name did not appear. I think she was afraid of being seen by the teacher.

"Have you read the contents here?"

Chang Xingyu's ears felt hot, and he quickly denied, "Of course not!"

Lin Yuan casually stuffed the love letter into his bag and said softly, "By the way, I have something to do tonight, so you can go back first."

Chang Xingyu's heart skipped a beat and he asked, "What are you going to do?"

"A secret." Lin Yuan winked at her, deliberately keeping her in suspense.

"So mysterious." Chang Xingyu pouted her lips and glared at Lin Yuan with dissatisfaction. She felt that Lin Yuan would definitely go to find Wang Beibei that night.

Lin Yuan talked about this with her when he was in the first year of high school, saying that Wang Beibei was a pretty girl. She originally thought it was just a joke.

Thinking of this, Chang Xingyu became angrier and angrier, and kicked Lin Yuan's heel.

Lin Yuan was not annoyed. Instead, he shamelessly bumped her thigh with his knee, pretending to enjoy it, and said with a sly smile, "You're kicking me so hard, don't kick me anymore."

Chang Xingyu blushed slightly and didn't look at him.

This trick always works. Every time Lin Yuan does this, no matter what he says, Chang Xingyu is too embarrassed to continue kicking him.

Until the evening self-study session, Lin Yuan occasionally came over to talk to Chang Xingyu, and Chang Xingyu responded indifferently. Lin Yuan did not take it seriously. After the conversation, he lowered his head and continued to do his homework, as if he did not notice her reaction.

The bell for the end of evening self-study finally rang. Lin Yuan quickly put on his bag, waved at her, and left the classroom.

Chang Xingyu was very depressed.

She was walking home alone, thinking about how Lin Yuan would always take a detour to give her a ride and tell her jokes to make her laugh. She couldn't help feeling sad and kicked away stones on the side of the road.

She felt even worse when she thought that Lin Yuan might send other girls back.

"Chang Xingyu, wait for me!"

Suddenly, Lin Yuan's voice came from behind her.

The corners of Chang Xingyu's lips rose uncontrollably, but he still bit his lower lip, deliberately quickened his pace, and continued walking with his head down.

"Why are you guys walking so fast?"

Lin Yuan shouted again from behind.

Chang Xingyu then stopped and looked around suspiciously. Lin Yuan asked in confusion, "What do you mean by 'several people'?" There was no one around him.

There was confusion in her tone: "How many people are there?"

Lin Yuan put one foot on the ground to support the body of the bicycle, got off the bicycle and parked it.

He pointed to the side of Chang Xingyu, and said in a serious manner, teasing her deliberately: "Then who is next to you is..."

Chang Xingyu screamed and ran to him in fear. He grabbed Lin Yuan's arm in fear, and his voice was trembling: "You, don't scare me."

Lin Yuan stroked her back gently with his other hand. Chang Xingyu was still trapped in the panic just now, her delicate body trembling slightly. The evening breeze brought the subtle sweetness from her body, lingering around his nose.

But when Chang Xingyu looked up and saw Lin Yuan trying to hold back a smile, he immediately reacted, and broke free from his arms in shame and anger, angrily saying, "Okay! You scared me!"

Chang Xingyu suddenly grabbed Lin Yuan's wrist, and under his astonished gaze, he lowered his head and gently bit the back of his hand. His pink lips brushed across the skin, leaving a shallow tooth mark.

Lin Yuan was so mean. She was scared just now. She was terrified. If she hadn't looked up and found Lin Yuan grinning, she didn't know how long she would have been deceived by him.

Lin Yuan frowned and made a painful expression, and softened his tone: "Blame me, blame me, but you walked forward without looking back. I had no choice but to do this."

Chang Xingyu didn't buy it and retorted: "How could you not catch up with me on a bicycle?"

"The person who can catch up with you may not necessarily catch up with your heart. Even if I catch up with you, what should I do if you still don't want to pay attention to me?"

After Chang Xingyu took a bite of Lin Yuan, his anger had mostly subsided. He snorted and pretended not to care and asked, "Didn't you say you had something to do in the evening and asked me to go back by myself?"

Lin Yuan came forward and gently pinched her rosy face with his fingertips: "If I don't send you off, you will probably be so depressed that you can't sleep at night, right?"

"I wouldn't do that." Chang Xingyu slapped his hand away, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "Then what on earth were you doing just now?"

"Being too charming can also be a problem." Lin Yuan sighed deliberately. "Several little girls asked me to go to the playground and confess their feelings to me. I had no choice but to find them and tell them that I'm in high school now and I have to focus on studying. I have no intention of falling in love."

When Chang Xingyu heard this, a smile inadvertently appeared on the corner of his lips.

"But I didn't tell the truth." Lin Yuan suddenly leaned closer, "The reason I rejected them is that I already have someone I like."

Chang Xingyu's heartbeat suddenly quickened, even his breathing became rapid, his chest heaving slightly, as if there was a runaway deer hiding inside of him.

Lin Yuan asked her with a smile: "Don't you want to know who it is?"

Chang Xingyu swallowed his throat and asked calmly, "Who is it?"

"Deng Lijun." Lin Yuan deliberately gave the name that was popular on both sides of the Yangtze River.

Chang Xingyu's expectations were dashed. He pushed Lin Yuan away in shame and anger and made a move to leave.

Lin Yuan quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back: "We have been deskmates for more than a year. You should know who it is."

Chang Xingyu's cheeks flushed, he bit his lips and remained silent.

Lin Yuan didn't dwell on this topic for too long.

They are just classmates with a very good relationship now.

Even after entering university, Lin Yuan would not rush to establish a relationship with Chang Xingyu.

Of course, this did not prevent him and Chang Xingyu from maintaining a close relationship, or even going a step further.

"I almost forgot, I still have something to give you."

Lin Yuan chuckled, put his fingers into his trouser pocket, clenched them into a fist and slowly pulled them out.

When he opened his palm, it was empty.

"You're teasing me again."

Chang Xingyu slapped his hand in a reproachful manner, with the warmth that only a young girl could have.

Lin Yuan held his hand out in front of her, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Believe it or not, if you just blow on it, it will appear."

"Do not believe."

"You have no choice but to believe it." Lin Yuan pinched her soft and tender face again and ordered, "Blow quickly."

Chang Xingyu slightly opened his cherry lips, his breath was as sweet as orchid, and the warm breath swept across his palm.

As a result, a scene she did not expect appeared.

Lin Yuan's palm, which was originally empty, suddenly had a badge the size of a one-yuan coin.

"This is the championship commemorative badge issued by the national team. There is only one. My sister wanted it, but I didn't give it to her."

This statement is naturally half true and half false.

But Chang Xingyu was very happy to hear it.

She picked up the badge and looked at it carefully under the dim yellow street light. In the center of the badge was a beautiful image of an archer, drawing his bow and arrow, ready to shoot, with a strong and handsome posture. At the bottom were the words "9th Asian Games Men's Archery Champion".

Chang Xingyu raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of smiles: "Thank you."

Lin Yuan took the badge from Chang Xingyu and pretended to be wronged, "I suddenly don't want to give it to you anymore. You slapped me just now and my hand still hurts."

Chang Xingyu gently held up his hand and blew seriously at the place that had just been photographed.

"That's pretty much it."

Lin Yuan moved closer to her with the badge in his fingertips, touched her collar, and prepared to hang it on her.

Chang Xingyu suddenly felt very shy, but he did not move away, watching Lin Yuan fiddling with the badge attentively.

Moreover, the lighting was a little dim at night, and it took me several attempts to finally fasten the badge.

Then Lin Yuan stood up and called to Chang Xingyu: "Get in the car."

(End of this chapter)