"Then just stay in the dorm and sleep or play games," Zhang Qiang said while eating. "There's only one practical training session in the afternoon, which is just right."

"Practical training... I hate it the most," Wu Xu sighed. "I still can't figure out what to do if they ask me to draw the chassis structure during the exam."

"It won't be that bad. At most, they'll give you a picture and ask you to identify what it is," Gao Xiaoyang said.

"I might still not remember clearly," Wu Xu said.

"No worries," Zhou Chunyang said while eating and playing with his phone. "We have Chu Yi. You can just ask him to draw a chassis structure and he'll be able to do it."

"Can't draw it," Chu Yi said.

"Can't you cooperate a little?" Zhou Chunyang glanced at him. "I'm praising you here."

"Draw randomly," Chu Yi said. "Can draw, with eyes closed."

The group laughed while eating. The 404 guys sitting two tables away glanced over with displeased expressions.

Chu Yi felt that he had made the right choice in selecting the auto repair major. Although he was poor in other subjects and couldn't absorb various cultural courses, he was at least the strongest in their dorm when it came to professional courses. He was also doing well in the electrical engineering part.

Sometimes he thought that even if he could attend a regular high school, he might not be able to learn much. He probably still wouldn't be able to get into university, and after graduation, he might not even have the technical skills of a secondary vocational school.

There was a 4S shop two stops away from the school. Some students who had graduated from their school were said to be doing quite well there.

Whenever Chu Yi thought that he might also be able to go there in the future, he would get a little excited.

After returning to the dorm after lunch, he sent a message to Yan Hang, asking if he still had a fever. Yan Hang didn't reply, probably because he hadn't woken up or had fallen asleep again.

Chu Yi sighed.

"Are you going to see Yan Hang this afternoon?" Zhou Chunyang asked softly.

"Mm," Chu Yi nodded. "At night..."

"Not coming back, I know." Zhou Chunyang smiled.

"Brother Dog," Hu Biao came over when he saw him taking clothes from the cabinet and stuffing them into his bag, "are you really going to Brother Hang's place? Not spending the night at a girl's house?"

"Huh?" Chu Yi stared at him blankly.

"...Forget I said anything," Hu Biao sighed. "Really, you're the only person I've ever seen who's had such a late awakening."

Zhou Chunyang sat by the desk, laughing.

Chu Yi looked at him.

"It's good to be a bit late," Zhou Chunyang said with a smile.

Chu Yi went directly to the practical training class with his clothes on his back in the afternoon. He was too lazy to go back to the dorm to get them again... Actually, he was just in a hurry to leave.

After all, Yan Hang still had a high fever yesterday, and he didn't know how he was doing today.

Sigh, he just wanted to see Yan Hang as soon as possible.

Finding so many excuses.

"What are you doing!" The teacher suddenly looked outside the training room and said halfway through the class.

A few girls holding their phones laughed and walked away while looking in this direction.

"They were taking pictures of you two," Hu Biao said softly.

Zhou Chunyang smiled and said nothing. Chu Yi also remained silent.

"Brother Dog," Hu Biao said softly again, "do you have a chance with Yan'er?"

"Yan'er?" Chu Yi was stunned for a moment.

"Jiang Yanni," Zhou Chunyang said.

"Oh, why not call her Ni'er?" Chu Yi said.

"Ni'er sounds too rustic," Hu Biao said. "Hey, I'm just asking if you have a chance with her?"

"No chance," Chu Yi said.

"Then put in a good word for me," Hu Biao said. "Praise me in front of her."

"Huh?" Chu Yi was stunned.

Zhou Chunyang kept his head down, unable to stop laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Hu Biao poked him.

"Have you ever seen Chu Yi talk to girls?" Zhou Chunyang turned his head. "How about you do my duty for me twice, and I'll go help you talk to her."

"Oh right," Hu Biao clapped his hands. "It's more suitable for you to help..."

"You!" The teacher suddenly pointed at Hu Biao. "I see you've been talking left and right for half a day. If you don't want to learn, go stand at the door!"

"I want to learn," Hu Biao quickly said. "I really want to learn. I was just asking about things I don't understand."

"Don't give me that smooth talk!" The teacher glared. "If I catch you like this again, don't bother coming to class. I'm not like other teachers who turn a blind eye!"

Hu Biao didn't say a word.

"Now come and tell me," the teacher pointed to a pile of auto chassis parts in the middle of the training room, "what is this!"

"We haven't learned this yet." Hu Biao was instantly stunned.

"Universal joint," Chu Yi said softly.

"Universal joint!" he quickly said.

"You'd better follow Chu Yi during the exam," the teacher said. "See if he can help you pass the test!"

Chu Yi was still quite afraid of the teacher. After the teacher scolded them, he didn't dare to speak again for the entire practical training session.

In the past, he wasn't often scolded by teachers. Most teachers didn't even notice his existence. But even when the teacher scolded others, he would feel nervous.

It wasn't until class was over and he walked out to the playground that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Help me put in a good word with Yan'er," Hu Biao leaned close to Zhou Chunyang. "Right now, hurry up."

"So impatient." Zhou Chunyang took out his phone.

Chu Yi was actually quite curious to see how Zhou Chunyang would help Hu Biao say good things to Jiang Yanni, but he was in a hurry to go to Yan Hang's house and had to give up.

He really admired the skill of being able to chat with unfamiliar people so easily.

Zhou Chunyang is not even worth mentioning. He has a cheerful personality to begin with. Even Yan Hang, who looks so cold and aloof, can chat easily with anyone, even if he may not be willing to.

For someone like himself who stutters, can't speak smoothly, and doesn't dare to talk to people, even Yan Hang can chat with him...

In comparison, he really is... cool.

You're very cool, Brother Dog.

But he doesn't want to be so cool. He wants to be able to chat with Yan Hang without awkward silences even if it gets embarrassing.

Chu Yi didn't wait for the bus after leaving the school gate. He directly took a taxi.

Recently he has been very extravagant. In order to save time, he barely hesitates to take a taxi anymore.

When he arrived at Yan Hang's doorstep, before he could knock, Yan Hang opened the door.

"How, how did you know, I was here?" Chu Yi was very surprised.

"Saw you from the window." Yan Hang lifted his chin towards the living room window.

When Chu Yi looked over, he saw a large glass bowl on the bay window, with a small bag of flour next to it.

He glanced at Yan Hang, "What are you going to, to do?"

"Bake bread," Yan Hang said, "and some cookies too."

"Is your hand, okay?" Chu Yi looked at Yan Hang's right hand, which still had gauze on it.

"It's the same using my left hand." Yan Hang walked over. "It's suffocating, making some food to relieve the boredom."

"I'll help you." Chu Yi put down his bag, took off his coat and prepared to wash his hands.

After walking a few steps, he stopped again. He was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday. He didn't know if Yan Hang would still feel hot seeing him in these clothes, and whether he needed to take off his sports jacket.

He glanced at Yan Hang, "Do you think I'm hot, hot?"

"You're asking me if you're hot?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"I mean..." Chu Yi sighed halfway through, and directly took off his sports jacket, "Never mind."

When he came out after washing his hands, Yan Hang was using a small electronic scale to weigh flour.