Rebirth: Starting from Saving the Desperate Girl

Chapter 56: You can't see your toes when you look down (Please read on!)

"The results... should be okay."

Huang Xing frowned as he listened to the young man's words.

What kind of answer is this?
He looked at the other two boys walking next to him, and then looked at Zhou Yutong.

The girl's cute little face peeked out from the pile of books she was holding, and she seemed to be very interested in this topic.

So Huang Xing coughed and pretended to be casual: "Really? Haha, it was the same when I took the exam. I was lucky and got a full score in math."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhou Yutong's eyes widened.

"Wow, Huang Xing, you are so good at math?!"

Zhou Yutong has always admired those who are good at mathematics, because she is first-rate in other subjects except mathematics.

When people are pushed into a corner, they can do anything, but they just can't do math.

Zhou Yutong has been well aware of this truth since the fourth grade of elementary school.

She couldn't help but sigh and said, "I'm just a little bit weak in math, otherwise I might be able to rank in the top ten in the grade..."

Hearing the girl's reaction and praise, the crew-cut boy's dark face twitched. He seemed to want to laugh, but felt that he couldn't be so superficial, so he forced himself to hold it back.

Even the two boys had something different in their eyes when they looked at Huang Xing.

In No. 1 Middle School, except for those nouveau riche who got in through donations, the student body always prefers to speak with academic performance.

It took a long while for Huang Xing to calm down. He grinned and said, "It's okay. If you have any questions about math, just come and ask me."

"Besides, it's normal to have a bias in one subject. I also have a bias in another subject. For example, I only scored 89 points in English."

Huang Xing's tone was quite proud.

It even reported an accurate score of eighty-nine, instead of eighty or so.

Chen An stopped walking, turned around and smiled at Zhou Yutong: "Huang Xing is right, it is normal to be biased in one subject. After all, everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses."

"how about you?"

Huang Xing seized the opportunity and asked the question out of the blue.

Chen An looked at him, understood what he meant, and couldn't help but find it a little funny.

Junior high school students are so easy to understand; their expressions are written all over their faces.

"As for me, I know a little bit about everything."

He said, and continued walking.

Huang Xing snorted, thinking that this was another seemingly plausible answer.

To put it bluntly, you just don’t dare to report the specific results?
He opened his mouth, wanting to ask more questions.

But when he looked up, he found that the boy had already gone far away.

……

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After that, life in school gradually became dull.

Chen An chats with Teacher Shu on the phone every day, exchanges notes with Zhou Yutong in his spare time, and occasionally appreciates what advanced development means.

...It's not that he wanted to see it, but as a girl's desk mate, he had more contact with her and would always catch a glimpse of her inadvertently.

Especially during military training, the thin training uniform can't hide the proud upper body at all. Just to the naked eye, it is more impactful than the school uniform.

But the girl seemed to be very distressed by this, and some boys in the class always gave her nicknames with slightly humiliating meanings.

The three words Chen An heard the most these two days were "big-breasted girl".

As for other words, there are even more extreme ones like "fat girl" and "fat pig".

Among them, a school-selecting student often took the lead. Every time a teacher called her name, this boy would immediately shush and shout "fat pig" with laughter.

When he heard other students joining in the laughter, he would laugh even louder, with his chin raised high, his face showing the pride of a victorious rooster.

Not to be ashamed of, but to be proud of.

Very hateful.

In comparison, Huang Xing's previous little thoughts seemed extremely cute.

Chen An watched all this silently.

The third day after military training.

School in the afternoon.

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the Chinese teacher pushed up his reading glasses, stepped on the clock, picked up his book, and walked out of the classroom first.

The Chinese teacher never keeps the class late.

This earned him praise from countless students in just three days.

The quiet classroom suddenly exploded with a loud bang. People surged forward, screaming and rushing towards the classroom door.

The dense footsteps in the corridor seemed like an earthquake.

Chen An sat in his seat, looking unusually serious. He held a drawing board and wrote and drew on the white paper with a pencil, the tip of the pencil drawing beautiful lines.

The first grade courses were really boring for Chen An.

So he would occasionally do other things in class to pass the time.

For example, the sketching I am doing now.

His skills are not profound, but they are enough to fool outsiders.

As the classroom went from quiet to noisy, and then back to quiet, the portrait on the white paper was finally coming to an end.

The face of a young girl sleeping peacefully by the window slowly appears on the paper.

Her hair was very long, almost reaching her waist, her eyebrows were relaxed and her chin was slightly pointed.

There is also a big magic hat on the table by the window.

The long hair was fluttered, and some strands were scattered in the air, the image was very beautiful.

Chen An nodded with satisfaction and put away his pencil.

The girl in the painting is naturally my younger sister Chen Xi.

It was just Chen An's imagination of the future Chen Xi when he grows up.

He folded the painting, stood up and stretched, preparing to go to the elementary school to pick up Chen Xi.

Not everyone is as lazy as the Chinese teacher, so it might be just the right time to go there now.

Just a girl's exclamation interrupted Chen An's thoughts.

He looked up and found that at the back door of the classroom, his desk-mate was carrying a bucket full of water with some difficulty, moving it inside bit by bit.

The scream just now was caused by water accidentally spilling and splashing some on her.

Chen An walked over, picked it up easily with one hand, and helped her carry it in.

He immediately looked at the empty classroom and frowned, "Li Qingyue, where is the person on duty with you?"

The girl was suddenly called by her name. She stood up quickly and replied in a low voice: "They went to eat first..."

Hearing this, Chen An’s brows deepened.

"Then we can't leave you alone on duty. Today is Friday and we need to do the cleaning."

Li Qingyue shook her head. "It's okay. I promised her..."

The girl stopped talking halfway.

Because she saw the boy turned around and pulled out a mop from the corner in the back row.

"Come on, let's do it together. If we finish it sooner, you can go to dinner earlier."

After a while, seeing that she didn't move, he urged again:
"What are you still doing?"

"Oh, oh... here it comes."

The girl quickly trotted over and took the mop he handed her.

First, move the stools onto the table one by one, then wipe the blackboard, the podium, and mop the floor.

The two of them were quick and efficient and they quickly cleaned the classroom in a short while.

Chen An clapped his hands and went to pick up the last dirty bucket.

Behind him, the girl suddenly called him.

"Um...you know my name?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm your deskmate."

Chen An was speechless.

He turned around and saw the girl with her head slightly lowered, rubbing the corner of her clothes with her fingers, moving her lips, and seemed to say something, but the voice was too soft and Chen An could not hear it clearly.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Besides, the name Li Qingyue is hard to remember, right?"

"why?"

The girl looked up, her voice a little louder, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the classroom was golden.

She saw the young man dressed in warm yellow slowly smile.

"Because your name is like the heroine in those fairy-tale novels, ethereal and always makes people fantasize. It would be strange if you couldn't remember it, right?"

His voice was gentle, not teasing, but as if he really meant it.

So the girl's head, which had just been raised, suddenly drooped down again.

Her face turned red and she took several steps back, but fortunately she held onto the desk and did not fall.

His head was almost buried in his chest, but his toes were not visible.

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