"Ignorance, I have only seen a tsunami, and that is your smile." - Lu Yanshi

*

Wu Zhizhi first met Lu Yanshi in the second semester of his second year of high school. At that time, he followed his class teacher into the classroom, wearing a black baseball cap, and could not see the outline of his face, but he felt that his breath was gloomy.

There were new students, and the whole class immediately burst into cheers.

"Oh, it's a transfer student..."

"Also a man."

"So high."

“The legs are so long.”

"Quiet—! Students, be quiet!" The class teacher knocked on the podium with his hands, and his voice was loud, "Dear students, this is the new transfer student in our class, Lu Yanshi."

After saying that, seeing that Lu Yanshi did not respond, he thought he was shy and guided gently: "Student Lu, please introduce yourself to everyone."

Lu Yanshi's face hidden under the brim of his hat was emotional, and he didn't know if he heard it.

"Student Lu..." The head teacher tried to wake him up again.

Still no response.

A few minutes later, the head teacher's face finally got a little out of control, and the whole class laughed.

"The new classmate's personality is very cool."

"Even the class teacher dares to ignore it, he has the courage to do it!"

"So personality!"

"Quiet-!" The head teacher howled, looking at Lu Yanshi beside him, as if reminding him, coughing twice, but he still didn't respond, as if he didn't hear it. The head teacher had to say, "Student Lu, you are tall, just sit..."

He pointed to the only empty seat in the last row of the second group, "Just sit there, be the same seat as Wu Zhizhi."

This time Lu Yanshi finally responded, raised his long foot and walked off the podium.

The head teacher looked depressed.

The whole class laughed.

Lu Yanshi put down his schoolbag, and Wu Zhizhi smelled a cold and light fragrance.

Cool, faint, refreshing.

Other boys usually have only a smell of sweat or smellless, but Lu Yanshi has such a strange fragrance on his body.

She turned her head subconsciously.

Lu Yanshi also looked at her, her eyes facing each other, and she saw a clear repulsion in Lu Yanshi's gloomy eyes.

Of course, this girl was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she had a speechless explosion. She had black eyeliner, black eye shadow, and a light blue school uniform top that was changed to a short set. Underneath, she was a pair of shabby jeans. She was a typical campus girl, inappropriate.

In the eyes of those rebellious people who pursue attention and exaggeration, this dress may be very fashionable, cool and cool.

But in Lu Yanshi's eyes—

What's this thing? Dressing like a slutty pen.

He frowned irritably, and forgot to come to this ghost place for no reason. Now he has to face a deskmate who is like a demon and monster. His heart is unprecedentedly repulsive and depressed, so annoyed... he wants to kick the table and leave without looking back.

But in the end, he did nothing.

He didn't say anything until the bell rang and Wu Zhizhi left the classroom.

*

Wu Zhizhi left the classroom, went to the cafeteria, bought a bowl of noodles, and was caught by the math teacher, "Wu Zhizhi."

Wu Zhizhi turned her back to the math teacher, frowned slightly, and then looked at her reluctantly, and squeezed out a bright smile, "Good morning, Teacher Qin."

"Didn't you have breakfast again?"

She whispered, "I'm getting up late today."

The math teacher nodded, walked over, looked at the face in her hand, and said, "What's going on with your math exercise book? You've been handing in the blanks for several days."

"Teacher, I can't write it."

"How come you can't write it out? In the middle school entrance examination, you were the top scorer in the city, and your foundation would not be so poor."

Wu Zhizhi rolled her eyes, "It's no longer possible now."

"I know you have good grades, Wu Zhizhi, don't give up on yourself, otherwise it will be over." This math teacher has to talk to Wu Zhizhi every day. Wu Zhizhi doesn't know why she let her look at her. From the first day she stepped into this classroom, she wanted to transform Wu Zhizhi and let her be the math class representative, but Wu Zhizhi refused to do so, and she was so angry at that time.

If the math teacher hadn't been a woman, Wu Zhizhi would have thought that she was in love with her.

"Teacher, my grades are really bad. If you want to educate me, you should go find someone else." As he said that, he left with a takeaway bag.

Just think that she is a mud that cannot be supported by the wall. Don’t care about her, because even she has despised herself. So, who else can save her?

*

The bell rings for the second class.

All the students walked into the classroom one after another.

Wu Zhizhi held a bowl of beef noodles and walked from the back door to the seat. The aroma of beef made Lu Yanshi, who had headphones, look at her.

After that, I felt another irritability whizzing by.

What does it mean to bring beef noodles back? Are you planning to eat noodles in class? What the hell?

Can this woman be more weird?

Sure enough, Wu Zhizhi came back with the noodles and planned to eat them. She took out a textbook, blocked her head in front of the beef, then lowered her head and started to eat.

"..." Lu Yanshi's Yin Tang was faintly black, and he looked up at the podium. The geography teacher was giving a lecture. He didn't believe that the teacher would not smell such a big smell, but why was no one cared about it? All the students around him seemed to have no reaction. Are they chatting when they should and joke when they should laugh, are they used to Sikong to her weirdness? Or are they already numb?

He closed his eyes slightly.

What the hell is this? Ghost school?

Since he came here, he has not had a day of satisfaction. He has no high-rise buildings in S City, no fast-paced life in S City, and no five-star hotel he loves to live in. This small city is so lifeless that it suffocates him.

Lu Yanshi regrets coming here very much.

Every inch made him, the young master who was used to being extravagant, out of place.

"Zhizhi, didn't you eat breakfast?" The boy at the front table turned around, with brown hair, pointed face, deep facial features, shallow pupils, and looked like a girl. He was nicknamed "foreign girl" because he looked a bit like a mixed-race child.

"Yes." Wu Zhizhi answered casually and continued to eat.

"It smells so good. I'll buy a bowl after class."

Lu Yanshi: "..." a group of strange creatures.

Wu Zhizhi ignored him.

"Hey! Zhizhi."

Wu Zhizhi buried her head in eating noodles.

"Knowing!"

Wu Zhizhi continued to eat noodles.

"Knowing!"

"If you have something to say." Wu Zhizhi stopped chopsticks and looked up at him.

"Let me borrow your book "That Boy is So Handsome"."

"That Boy is So Handsome" is a sensational Korean campus novel. The author is cute and popular, and it has almost spread throughout the school.

There were not many novels at that time, and the urban network was not so developed. Books were all paper-based. Unless they spent money to buy, read in bookstores, or rented, they could not rent large novels, so they could only rent romance novels that were as big as a palm.

Therefore, large-scale novels are relatively scarce. Once a classmate buys them, they will definitely be borrowed after reading them. Everyone also cherishes books and reminds the other party not to wrinkle them before lending them out.

Wu Zhizhi didn't think about it, "I won't borrow it."

"You borrow it. You don't want to read it now. I'll pay it back to you after school."

"What love novels are you a big man?"

"You can't read a big man? Zhizhi, you're sexist, and my dream is to be a great writer..."

"Get out! Hypocrisy."

“Zhizhi…”

Wu Zhizhi ignored him.

"Knowing!"

Wu Zhizhi still didn't speak.

Jiang Qingyi was still asking, "Know, know, know..."

The noisy sound made Lu Yanshi unable to concentrate on reading. He raised his head and stared at him sinisterly, "Are you enough?"

If he stays here for an hour, his irritability will be even more intense. Can these weird things be quieter?
To be continued...