The gentle morning light shone through the window, while the sound of clanging instruments echoed in the laboratory.
A classmate handed over an experiment record sheet to Cheng Chu, who lowered her head and copied it exactly as the book instructed.
When she reached the column for the required material's quantity, she turned her head to glance at Gu Miao and asked, "Did you calculate it correctly?"
Gu Miao nodded.
"How much?" Cheng Chu asked, but the words seemed to get stuck in her throat. Gu Miao's lips moved silently, and she couldn't hear him clearly.
The laboratory lights poured down like flowing water, and in an instant, they reflected in her eyes.
Gu Miao's finger twitched, and he raised his gaze to meet her clear and pure eyes.
His heart couldn't help but race as he suddenly remembered the girl from his first year of high school, who had looked at him with the same clear eyes while they worked at the noodle shop.
In that moment, she quietly walked into his heart.
Gu Miao felt his heart suddenly calm down, and a thought quietly sprouted in the dark corner of his heart - maybe she wouldn't laugh at him.
That sudden thought was like a small seed, taking root and sprouting in his heart.
Gu Miao clenched his fist and kept encouraging himself.
She was different from everyone else.
In the noisy laboratory, Cheng Chu blinked and asked softly again, "Gu Miao, what's the data?"
The girl's tone was gentle, like warm water, inexplicably smoothing out the hidden anxiety in Gu Miao's heart.
He collected himself and replied, "55.85."
"55.85 grams?" Cheng Chu was a bit confused. How could it be so much?
But she chose to trust Gu Miao and confidently wrote down 55.85g.
"No no no," Gu Miao stopped her repeatedly.
"What is it then?" Cheng Chu stopped writing and looked up in confusion.
Gu Miao furrowed his brows, "It's five, five point eight five."
Isn't that the same thing? Cheng Chu looked at the data she wrote on the test sheet, 55.85, it was correct.
Gu Miao became increasingly anxious and couldn't speak.
He actually meant 5.85, but due to his stuttering, he always said 55.85.
But the more anxious he became, the harder it was for him to speak.
He knew that his stuttering was mostly due to psychological factors. Whenever he was nervous or anxious, it became even more difficult for him to speak.
The chilly autumn of November brought a layer of sweat to Gu Miao's forehead.
Cheng Chu looked at his anxious expression and said softly, "Don't worry, take your time to explain. It's okay, or maybe you can write it down."
Her eyes were gentle and calm, and her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, neither hurried nor impatient.
For a moment, Gu Miao's tense nerves relaxed, and his restless mind calmed down slightly.
After a moment, he looked up and said, "It's 5.85."
This time, he didn't stutter.
Cheng Chu smiled and nodded, then rewrote the number on the record sheet.
Next was the experiment.
The experiment was not complicated, but the two of them had to communicate a few times to coordinate.
Usually, Cheng Chu would speak first, with a gentle and peaceful attitude. Even if Gu Miao stuttered sometimes, she would patiently listen.
Gradually, Gu Miao also became willing to speak up, although most of the time it was still stuttering. But sometimes they could communicate quite smoothly.
The atmosphere was harmonious, and the two of them were carrying out the experiment with clear division of labor.
However, they had delayed some time, and by the time they reached the final stage, most of the other groups had already completed the experiment.
The teacher was busy checking the experimental steps at the first table and had no time to maintain order.
The laboratory was noisy, with some people wandering around and pointing and gesturing at other people's results.
Under the bright incandescent light, Gu Miao was gently shaking a volumetric flask with one hand.
His fingers were cold and white, with distinct knuckles. When he held the transparent volumetric flask, it didn't look like he was doing an experiment, but rather like he was showcasing a beautiful piece of jewelry.
Cheng Chu looked at his long and clean fingers and suddenly felt that they were extremely suitable for playing the piano.
The transparent solution in the bottle swayed slightly, tapping against the bottle wall and making a pleasant sound.
At this moment, an unpleasant voice suddenly appeared.
"Hey, let me see. Did you make a mistake here?" Yu Yin picked up the experiment table on the table and began to point and gesture.
Cheng Chu really wanted to roll her eyes.
But she still cared about her image, so she just reached out and took the experiment table from Yu Yin's hand. Then she quietly glanced at Gu Miao and found that he was focused on the volumetric flask and hadn't noticed anything here.
Cheng Chu relaxed a bit.
A few days ago, she thought back and realized that Gu Miao probably didn't see her kick Yu Yin's water cup.
So she still needed to maintain her gentle and delicate image.
She forced out a restrained smile and silently mouthed to Yu Yin - "Get lost."
Whether it was because he had been humiliated by Cheng Chu a few days ago and held a grudge, or because of the simplicity and sharpness of the phrase "get lost" now, Yu Yin began to act mischievously again.
He sneered at Cheng Chu and sarcastically asked, "How's the group project going? Can your partner speak?"
Cheng Chu really wanted to slap him in the face, but she took a few deep breaths and was about to speak when she heard Gu Miao put down the flask with a "pop".
"Get lost," he raised his gaze, his voice cold and emotionless, with no trace of feeling in his deep eyes.
"Damn it, you finally spoke without stuttering? You didn't stutter this time, hahaha," Yu Yin stood next to the lab table and exaggeratedly applauded.
Cheng Chu's brow twitched as she gave him a cold glance and said, "If you don't leave now, I'll call the teacher."
"Hmph, little girls always resort to tattling," Yu Yin loved to mock his classmates, but he would cower like a mouse when faced with a teacher.
He glared at the two of them and before leaving, he snidely asked, "So, do you think my stuttering voice sounds good? Like 'abba abba'?"
After saying this, he turned around and arrogantly waved his hand.
But with that wave, he accidentally knocked over the volumetric flask on the table.
The glass bottle made a loud "crack" as it hit the ground, and the shards and solution scattered everywhere, making a mess.
The entire laboratory seemed to be on mute, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the scene.
Cheng Chu wanted to curse.
She took a deep breath and looked up to see Yu Yin looking helpless and lost.
"Oops, I didn't mean to do that," he said, looking down at the shattered glass with a look of fear in his eyes.
'Well, even if it wasn't intentional, there should be consequences,' thought Cheng Chu, as she met the chemistry teacher's suspicious gaze.
"Teacher, when we were doing the experiment just now, Yu Yin kept interfering and giving us unwanted advice. We asked him to leave, but then he deliberately smashed our volumetric flask."
The chemistry teacher slowly walked over and looked at the broken glass on the ground. In a serious tone, he asked, "Is that what happened?"
"No, no, teacher, I didn't mean to break it," stuttered Yu Yin, trying to defend himself.
"Then what about the interference?" the teacher asked sharply, rubbing his eyes and fixing his gaze on Yu Yin.
"I was just giving suggestions, teacher," Yu Yin struggled to explain.
Cheng Chu looked at the teacher with clear eyes, without a hint of fear. "Teacher, if you don't believe me, you can ask the others. They should have heard it too."
The teacher turned to the girl in front and asked, "Did you hear what Yu Yin just said?"
"Um, he seemed to say something about stuttering sounds being pleasant to listen to or something like that." The girl hesitated for a moment before speaking.
The chemistry teacher was a middle-aged man who had been teaching for most of his life. With just a glance at the students' eyes, he could see through them like a clear mirror.
He looked at Yu Yin's flickering eyes and heard what the other students were saying. In an instant, he had made up his mind.
"Hmph." He snorted coldly, looking at Yu Yin with his head down. "Do other people's experiments need your guidance? Who do you think you are? Did you get the highest score in chemistry last time to come and direct chemistry?"
Gu Miao excelled in science, always ranking first in chemistry and physics. His teachers thought he was aloof and cold, so he often kept to himself. Little did they know, he had a stuttering problem.
Now, hearing others talk about him in this way, they couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity for this outstanding student.
As for the student who casually mocked others and had a bad character, they were even more disgusted.
He furrowed his brow and sternly said, "Since you destroyed their experiment, after this class, you will help them redo it and also arrange all the tables and chairs in the lab. You will also clean up all the broken glass on the floor."
"And, you will compensate for the broken volumetric flask at its full price."
Yu Yin hung his head like a defeated rooster and nodded.
The teacher gave Yu Yin a cold stare and said sternly, "Class dismissed. Submit your lab report on the podium before leaving. Yu Yin, stay behind."
Cheng Chu couldn't help but show a satisfied smile. She handed her completed lab report to Luo Qianqian and turned to Gu Miao, saying, "Let's go."
"Okay," Gu Miao nodded and followed Cheng Chu and Luo Qianqian out of the classroom.
The break between the first and second classes was only ten minutes, which was not enough time for Yu Yin to redo the experiment and clean up.
By the time he finished all these tasks and returned to the classroom, the second class had already started for fifteen minutes.
Coincidentally, it was the homeroom teacher's class. She always disliked this troublemaking student who showed no attitude towards learning and was now infuriated by his tardiness of almost half a class.
"You're fifteen minutes late and you still come to class? You might as well not come at all," the homeroom teacher glared at Yu Yin, who had just finished reporting, and spoke in a cold tone.
Yu Yin wanted to speak up in defense, but he realized he had nothing to say.
Should he admit that he provoked Cheng Chu and Gu Miao, and was punished by the chemistry teacher?
This was simply asking for trouble.
So he could only lower his head and listen to the homeroom teacher's lecture.
"Come in and stand at the back of the class to listen," the homeroom teacher finally said in a cold voice.
Yu Yin pursed his lips, took out his book from the desk, and stood at the back of the class.
As he passed by Cheng Chu's seat, he lowered his head slightly and saw the girl's watery peach blossom eyes looking at him, with a mocking smile on her lips.
He hated her so much that he gritted his teeth, but he was powerless to do anything. The last seat in the class happened to be the closest to Cheng Chu and Gu Miao. Yu Yin watched their backs with a heart full of malice.
But Gu Miao, who was less than a meter away from Yu Yin, paid no attention to the poisonous gaze behind him.
He lowered his gaze and looked at the light pink note in his hand, and the ice in his eyes melted in an instant.
On the small note, it was written in neat handwriting - "Don't listen to him, your voice is super nice."
Translations during sleepless nights. I can sleep when I'm dead! ...Please let me sleep. Happy readers keep me awake, and lots of love and a huge thank you for supporting my hobby!
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