Desk mate, your persona has crumbled.

Song Shuyan ate about three or four pieces of savory pancakes, but then couldn't eat anymore.

After all, she had already eaten at home, so it's unrealistic to expect her to eat that much more.

Are you still having breakfast at home tomorrow?

Xu Mo wrapped up the remaining savory pancakes and casually asked.

Song Shuyan looked at Xu Mo and gently shook her head: "I don't know."

Upon hearing this, Xu Mo immediately perked up: "Should I bring you breakfast tomorrow? What would you like to eat?"

Song Shuyan blinked, a hint of curiosity in her eyes: "What are we eating?"

"There are plenty of choices!"

Xu Mo counted them off on his fingers, one by one, for her.

"They have jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes), steamed buns, fried noodles, fried rice noodles..."

He spoke while observing Song Shuyan's reaction.

The girl listened quietly, her eyes following the list of foods he listed, as if she was imagining the taste of each one.

After Xu Mo finished speaking, he looked at her expectantly: "So? Is there anything you want to eat?"

Song Shuyan did not answer immediately; she lowered her head slightly, seemingly deep in thought.

A few seconds later, the girl reached out and picked up a sticky notepad and a pen from the table.

Song Shuyan opened the sticky note book, picked up a pen, and began to write carefully on it.

I'd like to eat rice balls again, with fried dough sticks, pickled vegetables, shredded potatoes, pork tenderloin, and sausage. This time, I want black rice, but no seaweed.

Xu Mo looked at the note in front of him.

Clearly, Song Shuyan learned from her previous experience and simplified her diet considerably this time.

It looks like we'll definitely be able to finish it this time.

"Okay, I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

Xu Mo folded the sticky note in half and put it into the inner compartment of his pencil case.

Before he could finish speaking, the back door of the classroom was slammed open.

"Old Mo! Kai! I'm back!!"

As soon as Cheng Yuanhao entered the classroom, he attracted the attention of the entire class.

It's conspicuous and belongs to the category of "outstanding packaging".

With Cheng Yuanhao's arrival, it meant that morning self-study was about to begin.

Xu Mo and Song Shuyan didn't say anything and started preparing for their morning self-study reading.

The morning self-study session was in English. Xu Mo pulled out his English book from the pile of books and started working on the vocabulary.

Just before the bell was about to ring, Xu Mo noticed a sticky note on his desk.

Why didn't Cheng Yuanhao greet me?

(I'm unhappy.)

The boy couldn't help but smile.

Is Song Shuyan showing a little emotion?

That's true, she's actually very emotional, but social anxiety has limited her.

Xu Mo peeled the sticky note, which contained the girl's accusation, off the table and then said to Song Shuyan:

"Okay, I'll give this note to Cheng Yuanhao later, and I'll go over and yell at him."

Looking into Xu Mo's smiling eyes, Song Shuyan immediately nodded in agreement.

Yeah, scold him.

The girl silently echoed this sentiment in her heart.

She would never dare to let Song Shuyan go over and "scold" her.

He's just being stubborn.

As the morning reading bell rang, the previously somewhat casual chatter in the classroom was quickly replaced by the sound of reading aloud.

Not long after, Zhuang's mother appeared in the classroom.

High heels, suit pants, shirt, and a loose bun hairstyle.

She still has that mom vibe.

Aunt Zhuang strolled around the classroom for a bit, and then went to the next room.

Soon after, Old Tang's figure also appeared in the corridor.

The atmosphere was rather gloomy; instead of going into the classroom, the child peeked out from the window along the corridor.

As a top-performing class, Class 17 students are very diligent in their studies.

Old Tang nodded.

My empire remains peaceful and prosperous.

But Lao Tang did not let his guard down.

After all, these boarding students have only been exposed to high school life for less than a month.

Who knows if a bunch of geniuses will emerge once they adapt.

Old Tang has encountered this before.

As the bell rang to signal the end of morning reading, it was time to hand in homework.

Xia Tian quickly collected rows of Chinese homework, her ponytail swaying gently with the movement.

She stopped at Xu Mo's table as if she knew the way well.

"Operation……"

Before she could finish speaking, Xia Tian suddenly froze.

Song Shuyan handed over the workbook.

Xia Tian subconsciously looked up and was caught off guard by the girl's cool gaze.

It’s so cold!

I got frostbite again!

Xia Tian quickly collected the two students' homework.

Song Shuyan is still the same Song Shuyan!

Sitting in his seat, Song Shuyan silently withdrew his hand.

The fear gradually subsided.

Just then, Song Shuyan saw Xu Mo stand up and walk diagonally across the street.

The pretty girl's eyes widened immediately when she saw Xu Mo's actions.

(Super nervous!)

Song Shuyan truly didn't expect that Xu Mo would actually go for it!

I'm not a buddy, I was just joking around!

At this moment, Xu Mo also sensed Song Shuyan's emotions.

The boy thought it was just normal nervousness she felt about the upcoming social interactions, so he turned around and gave her a thumbs up.

Don't worry, I'm here for you!

Seeing this, Song Shuyan knew that Xu Mo had really misunderstood.

The girl was truly stunned.

Xu Mo strode over to Cheng Yuanhao's table in a few steps.

Cheng Yuanhao was looking down and rummaging through his schoolbag, humming an off-key tune.

Xu Mo shoved Cheng Yuanhao’s shoulder.

Holy crap!

Cheng Yuanhao was so startled by the sudden press that he almost jumped up. He turned around and saw that it was Xu Mo.

"Holy crap, Mexican! What are you doing? You scared me half to death..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Xu Mo slap a sticky note onto his textbook.

"Here, see for yourself."

Cheng Yuanhao looked at the sticky note in front of him with suspicion. The neat handwriting on it was clearly not Xu Mo's.

Why didn't Cheng Yuanhao greet me?

Alright then, if it's not Xu Mo, whose is it?

It's Song Shuyan's!

Looking at the handwriting in front of him, Cheng Yuanhao suddenly looked up at Xu Mo, his eyes filled with disbelief and a question about whether the sticky note was real or fake.

Xu Mo looked at him and nodded firmly.

Cheng Yuanhao's mind went blank for a moment, as if he had been pierced by an invisible ice spike.

The image of Song Shuyan's cold, clear eyes appeared vividly in his mind.

The pressure from that gaze sent a chill down his spine.

Seeing his cowardly appearance, Xu Mo raised his hand and patted him on the back:

"Hey, snap out of it! Write something to reply."

Startled by the slap, Cheng Yuanhao grabbed Xu Mo's arm.

He lowered his voice, his tone filled with a desperate need to survive: "Old Mo! What... what is this?! What should I reply?! Teach me, bro!"

Jin Kai, who was standing nearby, also came over at this moment.

He looked at Xu Mo, then at Cheng Yuanhao.

"Was this really written by Song Shuyan?"

Xu Mo and Cheng Yuanhao both looked at Jin Kai and nodded with great certainty.

Jin Kai swallowed hard, his eyes filled with shock and sympathy.

He watched as Cheng Yuanhao patted him on the shoulder: "Haozi, if all else fails, why don't you kneel down? Be more sincere?"

Cheng Yuanhao rolled his eyes at Jin Kai after his computer crashed.

However, he soon wrote his sincere reply on a sticky note.

【orz】