Physical education class.

After the basic instruction, it was time for free activities.

Lu Yu didn't play ball; he was just taking a walk on the track out of boredom.

In the neighboring elite class, Zhou Qianyun and Ji Xuan, along with a few other girls, were playing badminton. Compared to long-distance running, Zhou Qianyun was better at this kind of sport with short bursts of energy.

On the one hand, she has a rough and impatient personality, and on the other hand, she is quite well-developed and her running is a bit dazzling.

My gaze drifted to the track, where I saw several students, both boys and girls.

Some people take the opportunity to exercise and lose weight, while others prepare in advance for the sports meet.

The school sports meet was held on the 8th, 9th, and 10th after the National Day holiday. Rounding up, the National Day holiday was ten days long.

Lu Yu was actually terrible at long-distance running, with a terrible pace, but he had plenty of stamina. In the 10-kilometer race at the school sports meet, apart from him and Yang Fenglin, who had long arms and legs, no one else in the class could finish the race.

For him, completing the entire race is a success.

But Cheng Bailu's skill level is actually quite good.

She must have placed fifth in the race in her first year of high school, which is really good for someone of her petite stature.

By the way.

The first place winner in the first-year long-distance race was Ji Xunsheng, who had been blocked by Lu Yu and Zhou Qianyun.

This Demon Ball's grades are terrible. He's in the same exam room as Lu Yu and seems to be trying to get into the sports program through special admissions. His family is pulling strings everywhere.

Let's not talk about him anymore.

Lu Yu looked ahead.

Now, the girl is walking steadily on the plastic track, breathing evenly, and constantly overtaking those students who are swaying slowly.

When she was running, her expression was serious, and she had a different kind of focus than when she was doing her homework.

Every time she passed by Lu Yu, she brought a gentle breeze.

Unbeknownst to her, Cheng Bailu's speed had increased.

Because if she went a little faster, she could pass by Lu Yu one more time.

Lu Yu also slowed his pace.

Because if we slowed down a little longer, we could watch the girl's running figure a little longer.

The sky was vast, a cool breeze was blowing, and cheers and the dull thud of the ball hitting the rim echoed from the basketball court, creating the last vestiges of summer.

After running countless laps, Cheng Bailu finally slowed down and went to the restroom just before get out of class ended.

Lu Yu walked another half lap, yawned, and then left the track.

On the badminton court, Zhou Qianyun skillfully hooked the shuttlecock with her racket and glanced towards the running track.

Lu Yu and Cheng Bailu had long since disappeared.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that she hadn't served yet, Ji Xuan, who was standing next to her, asked her what was wrong.

"It's nothing, let's continue."

Zhou Qianyun serves with a powerful swing of her racket.

*

Toilet.

After washing her hands and face with cold water, Cheng Bailu took out a tissue from her pocket to dry them, then subconsciously pinched her collar and sniffed it.

Hmm, I should have known better than to push myself so hard with that run.

Fortunately, the wind was quite strong, so there was only a faint smell of sweat. Hopefully, Lu Yu won't find it offensive...

She muttered to herself, then looked up and saw Lu Yu washing his hands in the men's restroom through the mirror. Their eyes met in the mirror.

"!"

"What a coincidence, you're here to use the restroom too."

Lu Yu was saying strange things.

"Ah, um..."

Cheng Bailu nodded blankly.

"At this point, you should ask, 'Can a person go to the toilet for someone else?'"

Lu Yu made a joke and pointed to the stairs.

"Shall we go back together?"

"Uh-huh."

Cheng Bailu nodded and obediently followed behind him.

Because both classes had physical education in the previous period, there were only a few people in the classroom.

"Should I go to your class, or will you come to me?"

Lu Yu asked at the entrance of the honors class. He glanced at the table and saw that Cheng Bailu's deskmate was sitting in her seat doing her homework. It seemed that the kind of thing that happened to be exercising was something that only happened to Zhou Qianyun's deskmate.

"Hmm."

Cheng Bailu was caught in a dilemma.

"Come here, not many people from our class came back today."

Lu Yu made the decision for her.

The girl nodded silently, went back to pack her schoolbag, grabbed her workbook, and went to the door of Class 7, Grade 11.

Standing on that dividing line, I hesitated for a moment.

Students cannot switch classes.

Looking up, I saw Lu Yu tidying up the table.

With a slight pursing of her lips and holding her breath, Cheng Bailu walked inside.

There was indeed no one in Class 7 except for one guy sleeping in the first row; it was completely empty.

"You can take my seat."

Lu Yu sat down in Shen Liyuan's chair, leaving his window seat for her.

His seat...

Cheng Bailu put down her workbook and carefully examined the desk of the boy she was meeting for the first time.

It's not perfectly neat, but it doesn't look chaotic either; it has a very Lu Yu-esque style.

What kind of adjective is this?

For the first time, the girl realized how poor her Chinese language skills were.

Footsteps suddenly came from the corridor, and Cheng Bailu immediately tensed up, involuntarily wanting to bury her face in her arms to hide herself.

"...You can't switch classes."

Noticing Lu Yu's gaze, Cheng Bailu offered a guilty explanation.

"It's okay. You're sitting in Lu Yu's seat now. If anyone asks, just say you're Lu Yu."

"Oh? And what about you?"

"I am Shen Liyuan."

Lu Yu's serious expression amused Cheng Bailu.

"Nobody will believe that."

"As long as you're not embarrassed, it's everyone else who's embarrassed."

As a socially awkward person, Lu Yu's biggest advantage is his thick skin.

"Okay, let's start learning then. Which subject would you like to learn first?"

Cheng Bailu picked up her pen.

"Biology... or chemistry, I think."

These two subjects were Lu Yu's biggest challenges, and even though his elder brother didn't laugh at his younger brother, he still had to catch up on both.

The noise from the playground turned into white noise, with occasional sounds of running and playing coming from the corridor. In the distance, the sounds of flutes and oboes were plaintive, and there seemed to be a piano melody flowing by.

The two would sometimes discuss, sometimes work on their own problems, and their arms would sometimes touch.

Whenever this happens, they glance at each other, then instinctively look away in that fleeting moment of eye contact.

As school was about to end, many students returned to pack their schoolbags.

At first, Cheng Bailu would instinctively shrink her neck when each person came in.

Later, she seemed to have gotten used to it and reverted to being the aloof academic star, unmoved.

even.

Deep in the girl's heart, there was still a hint of rebellious hope, a desire for more people to see it.

I saw her and him sitting together.

corridor.

Zhou Qianyun and Ji Xuan went upstairs with their drinks. When they entered the classroom, Zhou Qianyun glanced at Cheng Bailu's seat for no apparent reason.

The top student in the grade, who should have been sitting there doing his homework, was sitting in an empty seat.

Even the schoolbag is gone.

Back in her seat, as she packed her bag, the music of "Walking in the Secret Garden" began to play. The originally melodious Irish bagpipes now sounded noisy to Zhou Qianyun.

My mother sent me a message saying she was already waiting at the school gate.

After saying goodbye to Ji Xuan, Zhou Qianyun walked out of the classroom, but stopped at the stairwell, turned her head, and looked at the classroom of Class 7, Grade 11.

As the school dismissal music ended, Lu Yu stretched and heard hurried footsteps coming from the doorway.

I turned around, but there was no one there.

"...That's enough for today. It's time to return Lu Yu's identity to me."

Lu Yu waited for a while before speaking, preparing to pack his schoolbag in his drawer.

Upon hearing this, the girl, who was closing her pen, bit her lower lip, intending to make a harmless joke.

"Just pretend you're Shen Liyuan, Lu Yu won't give it to you."

Are you still protecting the food?

"Quickly, give Lu Yu back to me, or I won't be able to go home."

"No, Lu Yu is mine."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Cheng Bailu was taken aback.

Lu Yu was also stunned for a moment before he couldn't help but laugh and speak.

"What are you saying? I can't give it to you yet. Lu Yu has to go home for dinner tonight."

"Okay, then I'll return it to you this time."

Cheng Bailu avoided his gaze and touched her burning ears.

"Give me Lu Yu next time."

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