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After reconciling with Xu Qichen, Xia Zhixu’s whole person seemed to be alive, full of energy in everything, and restored to the old little sun.

During the second period, Chen Fang was called by Xia Zhixu to help him with his math homework. This southern city is notorious for bad weather. When it is hot, the sun can almost burn people, but it is even more uncomfortable when it is cold. The damp cold pierces people’s bones. In order to prevent the students from being frozen out, Jingjian’s consistent inter-class exercises were also stopped.


When I was out of the office, I happened to meet a student performing at the school celebration in the class next door. The leader was holding a saxophone in his hand. Chen Fang suddenly took Xia Zhixu’s shoulder, “Hey, why don’t you give a show?”

“What show?”

“School celebration.” Chen Fang patted him on the shoulder, “This is a great opportunity for you to be promoted from the junior grass to the school grass, brother!”

Xia Zhixu pushed him away, “I’m not interested, I don’t want to go.”

“Don’t go. Don’t, you sing so nicely, you are good at playing guitar and piano, and you can perform whatever you choose.”

Xia Zhixu said word by word, “I, absolutely, right, no, knowing, acting, acting, you, you, death, heart, right.”

Not being reserved, Xia Zhixu was half-forced to participate in countless evenings, big and small, from a young age, but he didn’t really enjoy the feeling of standing on the stage. The high level of attention gave him a lot of pressure. In that case, he had to pretend to be indifferent, smiling and accepting the gaze projected on him.

Whether it is good or bad, he must accept it with a proper attitude.

This is the fate of the performer. Although Xia Zhixu didn’t admit it, in everyone’s eyes, he was a born performer who should be seen by everyone.

Seeing him not speaking, Chen Fang immediately changed the subject, “Hey, you have such a good relationship with classmate Little Xu now, why don’t you ask him to accompany you to carry homework.” Chen Fang sniffed, and the wind in the hallway blew him. Head hurts.

“He blew on the heater in the classroom all morning, and it was easy to catch a cold when he came out to blow the air.”

Xia Zhixu’s words almost reflexively made Chen Fang choke, “Hey, what do you mean, he played the heating all morning together, I don’t have it, am I not a human?” Chen Fang tutted a few times. He said, “I don’t understand yet. I am also a friend. Why is my friend’s treatment like this, and that person’s treatment has gone to heaven?”


Xia Zhixu coughed a few times and concealed his unnaturalness.

“These days, even making friends is just looking at your face. It’s really desperate. No way, no, I have to find some brothers to make money.”

“What are you doing?”

“Plastic surgery, do you think I am going to Japan or South Korea, where is the better technique?”

Xia Zhixu opened the door of the classroom, and a warm wind rushed over his face. His tone was serious and teased, “Thailand.”

Dividing a large stack of homework assignments among the four group leaders, Xia Zhixu walked back to his seat and saw Xu Qichen looking down again alone, but it was not an extracurricular book.

He can tell by just looking at his expression, his brows are frowning, and the look in his eyes is puzzled, not at all the relaxation and devotion of reading literature.

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