The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 77 He is so good at it
Wednesday morning, physics class.

Zhang Muchen was reading a novel out of boredom.

With Liu Wuyang absent, no one except Director Wang would catch him playing on his phone at the back of the classroom.

With the environment becoming more relaxed, Zhang Muchen suddenly found his interest in playing on his phone diminishing considerably. Before, he always had to be wary of Liu Wuyang when using his phone, like playing a game of hide-and-seek, which was excitingly sneaky.

Now that no one is watching him, he doesn't feel the need to use his phone as much.

Damn it, people are just despicable.

As Zhang Muchen was reflecting, a small, fair hand gently tapped the table a few times.

Zhang Muchen raised his eyes and saw Chu Jiuli's face turned slightly to the side.

Her expression was indifferent, but she moved the notebook closer to herself. Then she raised her fair face, gesturing for the blackboard to be looked at.

Zhang Muchen followed Chu Jiuli's gaze and looked at the physics problem on the blackboard.

The physics teacher tapped the blackboard and said that this question was very important.

"Oh."

Zhang Muchen responded softly, then put his phone in the desk drawer, took out his physics notebook, and listened attentively to the lesson.

He was still somewhat aware of his own limitations, otherwise he would have ended up at the bottom like Wang Shishi.

Seeing Zhang Muchen listening attentively to the lesson, Chu Jiuli looked away.

Fifteen minutes later.

The physics teacher stopped lecturing, stepped down from the podium, and began to stroll around the classroom.

With five minutes left before the end of get out of class, the physics teacher's stroll was part of the free-response question-and-answer session.

If any student has a question, they can raise their hand at any time and ask the teacher to come and answer it.

Zhang Muchen stared at the problem on the blackboard, then looked down at his notebook, and suddenly had a question about something.

Just as he raised his hand to call the teacher over, a student in front of him beat him to it and called the teacher over.

Zhang Muchen waved his arms helplessly a few times, then pulled them back. He also leaned back unconsciously.

"Is there anything you don't understand? I can teach you," Chu Jiuli suddenly turned her head and asked.

“Hmm, there’s something I don’t quite understand,” Zhang Muchen said, pointing to his notebook.

Chu Jiuli looked down at the problem and gently approached Zhang Muchen. She pondered for a moment, then picked up a pencil and wrote the formula in Zhang Muchen's notebook.

A faint, almost imperceptible body fragrance wafted through the air.

Zhang Muchen suddenly recalled the scene of evening self-study tutoring, and he was momentarily dazed.

Why are you looking at me? Look at the question.

Chu Jiuli raised her head and stared at Zhang Muchen, who was in a daze, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Uh"

Zhang Muchen was taken aback, feeling that the sentence sounded somewhat familiar.

Five minutes later, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

"Thanks, deskmate. I understand this problem now," Zhang Muchen said.

Chu Jiuli nodded: "You're welcome. I also want to thank you for your English tutoring. If you still have any questions you don't understand in the future, I'll be happy to help you."

"Oh." Zhang Muchen said thoughtfully, "Classmate, is this your way of repaying a debt of gratitude?"

"...Repaying a debt of gratitude?" Chu Jiuli was slightly taken aback. "You could say that."

"Hey deskmate, you can try a different approach. Do you know about cats repaying kindness?"

Chu Jiuli shook her head: "I don't know, what is that?"

Gee tut.

That must be the way boys like to repay kindness the most.

"It's nothing, just a casual remark," Zhang Muchen said, suppressing his dark thoughts.

“Hey deskmate, do you really want to go to Tsinghua or Peking University? I saw your WeChat name is ‘I want to go to Tsinghua or Peking University,’” Zhang Muchen changed the subject.

"Hmm," Chu Jiuli hesitated for a moment, "but my score is not high enough to meet the admission requirements."

"What's the rush?" Zhang Muchen leaned back nonchalantly. "You're only in your second year of high school. And while I can't guarantee anything else, I'll ensure you get 130+ on your English test."

Chu Jiuli looked at Zhang Muchen, and a sudden glint appeared in her eyes.

"Actually, you're a pretty good person," Chu Jiuli said earnestly.

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Nice guy card?
Zhang Muchen stared at Chu Jiuli: "Classmate, you could actually say I'm quite handsome, that's the same compliment."

Chu Jiuli: "."

She turned her head, holding her pen as she looked at the exam paper.

"Never mind, I won't say anything more," Chu Jiuli muttered to herself.

Zhang Muchen pursed his lips, when suddenly a series of hurried footsteps came from behind him.

"Dude, buddy! Look what this is!"

Wang Shishi ran breathlessly to the back door of the classroom, and as soon as she entered, she grinned at Zhang Muchen.

She was carrying a heavy black violin case, clearly having just run in from outside.

Zhang Muchen turned around, his eyes involuntarily glancing at the violin case in her hand, and couldn't help but ask with some doubt: "You carried this all the way?"

Seeing the fine beads of sweat on Wang Shishi's forehead, Zhang Muchen handed her a tissue.

"Of course! I went to the school gate and brought it in as soon as get out of class ended. It was just shipped from the United States, and I even had my driver deliver it to the school gate."

"Try it, buddy. I bought it especially for you; it cost me 60,000 yuan." Wang Shishi smiled brightly.

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Zhang Muchen was stunned: "You really bought me Collings?"

When I visited Wang Shishi's house last time, she said she bought a guitar for me as payment for lying to her second uncle.

Zhang Muchen originally thought it was just a joke, but he didn't expect Wang Shishi to actually buy a guitar worth 60,000 yuan.

Seeing his stunned expression, Wang Shishi's lips curved into a brighter smile: "What's wrong? Are you touched?"

Zhang Muchen took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and stared at her: "Dude, can I still return the guitar? You can give me cash back."

Wang Shishi: "."

"I'm just an ordinary person, next time just give me cash."

Wang Shishi pouted, seemingly unhappy. Seeing this, Zhang Muchen quickly changed his tune, smiling as he took the guitar case from her hands: "However, I'm still very grateful to Bro for buying me the guitar. I really like it, thank you."

Hearing Zhang Muchen say that, Wang Shishi's expression finally warmed up, and she smiled and said, "Dude, just take it and perform well on stage. You and Jiu Li have to give a great performance!"

The conversation between the two in the back row attracted the attention of some students in the class, and some of them secretly cast curious glances.

The advisor was among them. He adjusted his glasses and said, "Brother Chen, is there a guitar in the case? Want to play one?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several of Zhang Muchen's close friends started cheering, "Play one! Play one! Play one!"

Soon, all the students in the class focused on Zhang Muchen, and the jeers grew louder and louder.

"..."

Zhang Muchen shrugged and glanced at them helplessly: "Alright, I really can't refuse their kind invitation." After saying that, he took the guitar out of its case.

A gentle pluck of the strings produces a very accurate and crisp tone.

nice one!
Zhang Muchen was captivated by it, marveling at its beauty.

He walked toward the podium with his guitar, just as English teacher Li Cuilan walked into the classroom.

"Is the class representative going to show off his skills?" Li Cuilan looked up and saw Zhang Muchen holding a guitar, paused for a moment, and then said with a smile.

"Hey, Teacher Li, play a guitar piece for everyone before class to perk them up."

Li Cuilan smiled kindly, closed the door, and said, "Okay."

Zhang Muchen sat on the stool at the podium, gently holding the guitar in his arms.

The guitar's tone isn't as penetrating as the piano's; it needs a relatively quiet environment to better showcase its charm.

In the classroom, all the students tacitly kept their mouths shut.

Zhang Muchen glanced down at the guitar and gently placed his fingertips on the strings.

What song to sing?
He looked up and found that all eyes in the classroom were on him, including Chu Jiuli's indifferent gaze.

Tsk.

Zhang Muchen and Chu Jiuli exchanged a glance, then lowered their heads to look at the guitar.

Suddenly, a strumming motion broke the silence.

Hey girl across the street, look over here! Look over here! Look over here!

"Fuck!"

The class immediately erupted in commotion.

The performance here is fantastic.

"Holy crap, he's amazing!"

"666."

How to overcome starting with 0 frames?
Please don't pretend to ignore me~

Zhang Muchen raised his gaze and looked at Wang Shishi with a smirk.

Hey girl across the street, look over here! Look over here! Look over here!

Wang Shishi stood up happily, waving her little arms.

Don't be scared by my appearance, actually I'm very cute (Wang Shishi harmonizes: Very cute~)

"Come on, boys, let's sing together!"

[Together: The Tragedy of a Lonely Boy]

[Together: Who would understand if we said it?]

Some boys were very affectionate, while others were deliberately being silly.

Some pretend to be very magnetic, deliberately drawing out their tone.

One boy even boldly stood up and started singing directly to the girls in the front row.

[Together: Please, just give me a wink!]

[Together: Let's coax me, make me laugh, and cheer me up!]

Zhang Muchen suddenly stopped all the guitar strings, and the sound immediately disappeared.

After pausing for about two or three seconds, he started strumming again.

I looked left, right, up, and down.

Zhang Muchen played the guitar while looking down at it. As the melody flowed, he looked up and met Chu Jiuli's gaze directly.

It turns out that every girl is extraordinary.

In that instant, Zhang Muchen saw her lower her eyes somewhat unnaturally.

I thought and thought, I guessed and guessed.

Zhang Muchen's lips curled up slightly, and he gave a roguish smile.

Girls' thoughts are really strange~

The atmosphere in the classroom grew increasingly lively, and everyone began to sing along.

"Come on, boys, sing along with me!"

[Male: The Fly of a Lonely Boy]

[Man: Patting left, patting right]

[Male: Why is no one still loving me? ┭┮﹏┭┮]

Some of the boys pounded their chests, while others stamped their feet in frustration.

Why does no one love me?

[Nobody's interested, it's so frustrating]

Wang Shishi shouted, "Girls, I'll sing along!"

[Girl: Hey boy across the street, look over here! Look over here! Look over here!]

[Girl: We girls are just beginning to experience love.]

[Woman: I need you~ Give me some love~]

Zhang Muchen strummed the strings wildly, bringing the melody to a climax.

[Woman: I looked left, right, up, and down]

[Woman: Turns out, every boy is something else entirely]

"The boy will answer!"

[Man: I thought about it again and again, I guessed it again and again]

[Man: Girls' thoughts are really strange.]

The whole class sang together in perfect harmony.

[Together: I looked left, right, up, and down]

[Together: It turns out that every girl (boy) is extraordinary]

[Together: I thought and thought, I guessed and guessed]

[Together: Girls' (and boys') thoughts are really strange!]

The whole class raised their voices in unison, echoing in the air wave after wave with Zhang Muchen's melody.

Come on, come on~ Come on, come on~ Oh hey oh~

Come on, come on~ Come on, come on~ Oh hey oh~

The melody drifted through the classroom and soared into the sky.

The colors of youth are shining brightly at this moment.

(End of this chapter)