Class 2 has always been about performance. As long as you study well, no one will care about anything else.

After class, Gu Miao was surrounded by a crowd of people.

"Hey, Gu Miao, can I borrow your physics test paper to take a look?" 

Gu Miao obediently took out the paper from the drawer.

"Wow, you sly fox. I was here first. Can I borrow your chemistry test paper, Gu Miao?" 

"Gu Miao, did you go to tutoring during the break?" 

The young man had only ever experienced cold treatment and neglect. He had never seen such a scene before. 

He stood up straight, his handsome face showing some confusion as he nodded and shook his head alternately.

It wasn't until the bell rang for class that the crowd dispersed, and the stuffy air suddenly became much fresher. 

Gu Miao breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and saw the girl propping up her head, looking at him with a smile.

"You're quite popular, I can't even get a word in," she complained, but her peach blossom eyes were full of joy.

Gu Miao felt a sudden shyness rising in his heart. He lowered his eyes and whispered, "No, I'm not."

Cheng Chu stopped teasing him and took out a piece of paper from the drawer. "This is the class schedule. I copied one for you."

The paper was a creamy white color, and the girl's handwriting was delicate and pleasing to the eye.

"Thank you," Gu Miao whispered as he quietly rubbed the paper.

He had received countless cold stares and neglect. In his once cold and dark life, she was the only one willing to give him warmth.

She was distant, like the dazzling sun in the sky, and getting close to her required a lot of effort.

But Gu Miao had never regretted it. For several days, the curiosity of the classmates about Gu Miao lingered, but eventually dissipated. 

However, from time to time, someone would still come over to ask questions.

One day after class, Yu Xinlu took Cheng Chu to the restroom. 

The cold wind in the corridor blew, and Yu Xinlu couldn't help but say to the girl next to her, "Chuchu, have you noticed that He Shu really likes to go find Gu Miao?"

She always felt that her friend was different towards Gu Miao compared to other boys, so she couldn't help but remind her.

"Really? I didn't notice," Cheng Chu said.

Yu Xinlu's gossiping spirit suddenly rose, and she couldn't stop talking, "Yes! She went to find him several times during self-study yesterday, but you were practicing the piano and not there."

Starting from the second semester of their sophomore year, Cheng Chu and other students preparing to apply for art schools were allowed to practice during self-study classes.

"Maybe she went to ask him a question," Cheng Chu said calmly. 

Yu Xinlu couldn't help but feel frustrated: "Can't you be a little more aware? Why would she just be asking a question? You see how far away her seat is, why would she take such a huge detour just to ask him a question!" 

Cheng Chu pursed her lips and remained silent. 

"Look, look!" The two of them walked along the corridor and stopped not far from the classroom. Yu Xinlu tugged at Cheng Chu's sleeve and leaned in close to her ear, whispering, "See, see, she's here again." 

Cheng Chu looked up and peered into the classroom. The evening sun was shining in, casting a gentle light on the pale profile of a young man. 

Even his cold and stern features seemed to soften in the warm glow. 

Standing next to his seat was a girl, holding a paper and asking him something in a low voice. 

For some reason, Cheng Chu felt a tightness in her chest and remained silent, her eyes downcast and her lips tightly pressed together. 

On the side, Yu Xinlu spoke with disdain, "I can't stand He Shu. When she first came to our class, she would pester Lin Jianshen every day, but Lin Jianshen completely ignored her. Now that a student from the year above has come, she's trying to suck up to him."

He Shu transferred from a regular class and was also at the top of her original class.

But ever since she came to the prestigious class, her grades have been consistently at the bottom. She even ranked last in the class in the recent exam, so she'll probably transfer back to a regular class soon.

The cold wind seeped into Cheng Chu's school uniform, causing her to shiver. 

She whispered, "Let's go, stop talking about it."

As they walked into the classroom, He Shu had already finished asking her question. When she saw the two of them approaching, she stepped aside to let them pass.

Yu Xinlu rolled her eyes, let go of Cheng Chu's hand, and went straight back to her own seat. 

The atmosphere in the advanced class was great, with many students still burying their heads in their studies even after class was over.

The next period was self-study, and Cheng Chu felt bored. 

She had lost all desire to practice the piano and instead lowered her head to work on her homework.

"Aren't you going to practice the piano?" Gu Miao asked, noticing that the girl next to him was still sitting in her seat and showing no signs of moving, even though the bell had already rung.

Was she bothering him by sitting here?

Despite feeling a sense of injustice, Cheng Chu's voice was muffled as she replied, "I don't want to go."

Gu Miao couldn't help but feel a tug at his heartstrings as he heard the girl's usually cheerful voice tinged with a hint of sadness. 

"Why not?" he asked softly.

Cheng Chu gripped her pen tightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly. 

"I'm not in a good mood. I don't feel like going." As the evening breeze brought a chill, the holly tree outside the window trembled as if shivering from the cold.

Glancing over, Gu Miao looked at the girl beside him.

A few strands of hair fell on her serene profile, and her usually sparkling peach blossom eyes were slightly dimmed.

Unconsciously, his heart sank, and he couldn't help but feel disgusted with his own clumsy tongue.

If only he could say something nice like other guys and make her laugh heartily.

The holly tree outside rustled in the cold wind.

Gu Miao lowered his head, wracking his brain for all kinds of witty remarks he had heard, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't say them.

He clenched his fists and stared at the blackboard in the distance for a long time before blurting out, "Don't be unhappy." 

Cheng Chu was taken aback, unsure why, but the words just now had smoothed over the knot in her heart.

She couldn't suppress the smile on her lips and couldn't help turning her head to say something.

But the next second, she was abruptly interrupted.

"Gu Miao, how do you do this problem?" The girl's voice was soft, but it was like a cold breeze that crept into Cheng Chu's ears.

The words that were about to come out of her mouth were swallowed back into her stomach.

She turned her head and saw He Shu standing by the table, holding a physics paper in her hand.

Cheng Chu sat on the outer edge of her seat, and He Shu's gaze passed over her, straight towards Gu Miao.

She suddenly felt like she was a ball of air, floating lightly between the two of them.

Gu Miao didn't say anything, just gave He Shu a faint glance, took out the completed physics paper from the drawer, and handed it to He Shu. "Here you go, take a look for yourself," he said.

"Thank you," He Shu smiled and walked away with the paper.

Yu Xinlu, sitting in front, rolled her eyes at the air.

The classroom was quiet, with the students in the advanced class being very disciplined. Even without a teacher, they still buried their heads in studying.

Only a few people in the distance were whispering, but most of them were discussing the problems.

"What were you going to say just now?" Gu Miao asked.

Cheng Chu glanced at him indifferently. "Nothing."

Gu Miao noticed that her expression was not as cold as before, and his heart settled a bit. 

He whispered, "Okay."

As evening approached, the classroom was brightly lit.

Cheng Chu solved a few problems and tapped Gu Miao. "How do you do this one?"

It was the same problem that He Shu had just asked about. 

The young man next to her immediately put down his pen and looked at the scroll, saying, "You analyze the force first, then..." 

The bright incandescent lamp above shone down on the young man, who lowered his head and occasionally pushed his glasses up his nose. His voice was low and husky.

"Do you understand?" Finally, he lifted his gaze and met her pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes.

The girl rested her cheek on her hand and tilted her head slightly to look at him. In an instant, it seemed as if all the light had fallen into her eyes.

Several people ran past in the corridor, their heavy footsteps making a deafening noise. But Gu Miao felt that the deafening sound was clearly coming from the depths of his heart.

He trembled at the tip of the pen, his fingertips turning slightly white. He covered his eyes and asked softly, "Do, do you understand?"

"Mm." Cheng Chu nodded heavily. "I understand." 

The sky outside gradually darkened, with the last trace of crimson sunset hanging on the horizon. The classroom was quiet.

Cheng Chu smiled teasingly and said, "Looks like you did a pretty good job as a substitute teacher."

A blush instantly crept up on Gu Miao's pale face. 

His eyes were panicked as he waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, she came to ask me, and I just gave her the test paper. I didn't teach her anything."

Who else besides Cheng Chu and a few friends from the previous class would be willing to listen to his stuttering explanations?

"Oh, okay." A smile instantly spread across Cheng Chu's lips. 

Her already radiant face was like a blooming flower in spring, shining with a captivating light.

The anger that had been brewing inside her dissipated like ice melting under the sun. 

As Gu Miao gazed at the beautiful and breathtaking face before him, he couldn't help but lower his head and say, as if to conceal his emotions, "Let's do our homework."

He struggled to say a few more words, feeling like he couldn't even breathe.

As the end of class approached, the classroom began to buzz with activity. It was Friday, and some restless students had already started packing their bags.

In front of them, Yu Xinlu turned around with enthusiasm. "Chuchu, I just heard the class leader say that there will be a sports meet in two weeks. What do you want to sign up for?"

"I don't know," Cheng Chu replied.

"Ah, me neither. We'll just have to see when the time comes," Yu Xinlu turned back around, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and looked down at her watch to calculate the time until class ended.

Restlessness filled the classroom in an instant.

"Gu Miao," someone called out softly from the side.

Cheng Chu turned to look and saw that it was He Shu. 

The girl handed the physics test paper to Gu Miao and whispered, "Thank you, but I still don't understand that one question. Can you explain it to me?"

The two of them sat in the back row, and He Shu squeezed in between them, with her back facing Cheng Chu, whispering, "I didn't quite understand the force in that question."

Yu Xinlu had already rolled her eyes at He Shu's back countless times.

But He Shu didn't care and handed the pen straight to Gu Miao.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment.

Cheng Chu cleared her throat and tapped He Shu's back with her pen, saying, "I know that question, let me explain it to you."

He Shu turned his head, "But..." 

"It's okay, he just explained it to me and I understood," Cheng Chu smiled. "But can you stand at the aisle? Your presence is making it a bit uncomfortable for me."

Hesitantly, He Shu walked further.

As the bell for the end of class rang, Cheng Chu lowered her gaze and patiently explained the problem to her. Finally, she looked up and sweetly said, "You can always come to me if you have any questions next time."

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