Chapter 8: The School's Strange Guest

  Throughout the night, Su Yifan spent a lot of time searching online in addition to doing push-ups and only then did he learn that this waist-deep squat originated from some foreign special forces units, and some people had also modified it and passed it on to civilians. In theory, it is supposed to strengthen one's back and waist through exercise, and apart from looking a bit silly, there aren't any major drawbacks.

  The action is a bit silly? Su Yifan looked at himself in the mirror, but Oola did it so smoothly and beautifully.

  After struggling all night, Su Yifan finally barely completed the so-called basic training required by Oola, and he was so tired that his throat felt like it had a fire burning inside.

  After taking a bath, Su Yifan lay on the bed and soon fell asleep without counting sheep or playing games on his handheld console.

  This was the most comfortable sleep Su Yifan had in high school, he felt that his limbs were relaxed to the point of being indescribable, his whole body was warm and cozy, and he didn't even have any weird dreams, sleeping all the way until dawn.

  Getting up in the morning, hearing the birds chirping outside the window, Su Yifan felt that his spirit and energy were better than ever before. His muscles only had a slight soreness, rather than the kind of discomfort that comes after excessive exercise. This comfort surprised Su Yifan, he didn't dare to believe that yesterday's brief workout could have such an effect.

  The air was crisp and cool in the early morning, Su Yifan had a simple breakfast and walked out of the house when his parents were still asleep. As a seemingly independent high school student who actually had no one to care for him, Su Yifan felt that his parents were... not as caring as Su Xiaqing.

  Su Yifan hesitated for a moment after seeing the crowded bus at the station, then simply shouldered his backpack and started jogging in the direction of school.

  A person's behavior is often tied to their ability. What kind of ability they have, that's what kind of behavior they exhibit. Su Yifan now thinks it's no big deal to jog slowly to school, so he does just that.

  Running through familiar streets and looking at the young men and women on the street who were also in a hurry, Su Yifan suddenly realized something.

  Maybe I was silent before and willing to be a good person, just thinking that my ability is still insufficient to do those things?

  Those occasional fantasies, but dare not think wildly all the time.

  Su Xiaoqing's words had been like seeds sprouting in Su Yifan's heart, slowly growing.

  "As long as you become that kind of person, they will all like you."

  Shaking his head hard, Su Yifan threw away this arrogant fantasy, he thought he had really gone crazy. It had only been two or three days, and he was already thinking wildly to this extent.

  He ran all the way to school and stood at the entrance, panting for a while. People often can't tell the difference between impulse and ability, and Su Yifan realized halfway through his run that he was overexerting himself.

  After thinking about what Oola said yesterday, Suyi Fan still persisted with effort.

  Since it's your own life, take responsibility for it seriously.

  Panting at the school gate, Su Yifan heard a call from behind.

  "Hey, you're quite early today, why didn't you take the bus to school?"

  Turning around, class monitor Li Peiran appeared again with his signature smile.

  As for Li Peiran, Su Yifan really didn't want to say anything. But as soon as he thought of Oula's words "the choice of the weak" yesterday, he stood up straight and smiled at Li Peiran too.

  "You're always late."

  Li Peiran had been quite annoyed with Su Yifan for a long time, especially after Cheng Shuiyi often took the initiative to ask Su Yifan for help.

  According to Li Pei Ran's idea, Cheng Shui Xin may not think highly of himself, but he can't use a nobody like Su Yi Fan to slap his own face, right?

  Li Peiran, born into a civil servant family, was deeply influenced by his parents from a young age. He believed that people were divided into three six nine classes, and Su Yifan, who came from an ordinary family and had no special talents, was the lowest person in school in his eyes.

  Li Pei Ran was initially displeased with Cheng Shui Xin's favoritism towards Su Yi Fan, thinking that Cheng Shui Xin had really lost her eyesight for choosing to be close to such a boy. Later, as time passed and she discovered that Cheng Shui Xin only wanted to find Su Yi Fan to do things, Li Pei Ran's discontent slowly faded away.

  As a result, Su Yifan brought MacBook Air to school again, which made Li Peiran feel unbalanced once more.

  More than 10,000 notebooks are not expensive, but the problem is that Su Yifan's computer and phone were all given by beautiful women.

  What's the point? Why does Su Yifan have such good luck with women?

  Li Peiran got up a bit late in the morning and took a taxi to school. On the way, he saw Su Yifan jogging slowly, so he asked the driver to slow down and follow him to the school gate, just to mock Su Yifan.

  Who would have thought that Su Yifan, who was always quiet and taciturn, actually counterattacked! He actually counterattacked!

  The implication of "you've always been early" is that Li Pei Ran loves to show off, and being early to school is just a way for him to show himself off in front of the teachers.

  For high school students, "showing off in front of teachers" is no longer a good thing to say, it represents a kind of rustic and petty mindset.

  “……”

  Li Peiran was choked with rage. He was used to mocking Su Yifan, but he didn't expect the other party to retort, and he couldn't think of a suitable comeback.

  Su Yifan ignored Li Peiran and walked straight into the school gate.

  At noon today, Su Xiaqing didn't show up. Su Yifan stood at the classroom door for a few seconds, looking distracted, when Cheng Shuiying patted him on the shoulder: "Want to have lunch together?"

  Su Yifan felt a surge of emotion, and then thought of Su Xiaqing's evaluation of Cheng Shuiyan. He suppressed the urge again and refused the beauty: "No, I'll just eat something in the cafeteria."

  Cheng Shui Xin didn't like going to the cafeteria for meals. Seeing Su Yi Fan also unwilling to go, she didn't say much and smiled casually as they walked out of the classroom.

  Still the familiar playground, Su Yifan walked alone through the cafeteria to eat.

  In the bustling high school cafeteria, many students bought and ate spicy hot pot, with the enticing aroma wafting through the air. More students opted for simple and affordable noodles, their lunch contents not at all like those of adolescents in a period of rapid growth.

  As soon as he entered the cafeteria, Su Yifan saw a man wearing a gray jacket sitting at a table near the entrance with a look of disgust on his face.

  "What's wrong with you?" Su Yifan scolded again.

  Plump and white Beichy smiled: "If it's not me, who else could it be?"

  "What did you come to school for?"

  "Let's have a few meals together and understand your usual nutritional structure," said Bechi in a relaxed tone, "You choose the meal, I'll pay."

  "The problem is not here," Su Yifan said, "You come to school, I will be very troubled."

  Beach exaggeratedly laughed: "Now I'm the social supervisor of the Underage Nutrition Promotion Association, I came to your school, had a few meals with you students to understand the work, it's not a problem, right?"

  Su Yifan was speechless all of a sudden.

  It took about forty minutes to finish the meal, Su Yifan kept eating non-stop, while Beiji was scolding non-stop beside him. According to Beiji's words, the food in this cafeteria is probably only a fighter among garbage.

  Despite this, Biqi still tried everything he could with a professional attitude, then pinched his nose and asked Su Yifan: "You've been eating this garbage for a year?"

  Su Yifan was really hungry, the morning jog had consumed a lot of energy, so he ate his fill, watching Beiqi taste the roasted eggplant with a sad and angry face.

  "Yes, I think it's great."

  "What's good about it!" Beiqi put down her chopsticks in a bad mood, "From next week on, don't come to the cafeteria for meals. I'll give you a recipe, go do what I say first."

  Su Yifan was quite resistant to this and asked in return, "I've heard that nutritionally balanced diets are really unpalatable? If you can't even eat what you like, what's the point of life?"

  Beach was like being insulted and angrily said: "Who says it's bad? You eat once, if it's bad, I'll never come to China again!"

  Judging from Bi Qi's tone, it seems that he is still a foreigner. Thinking of Su Xiaoqing being the same, Su Yifan didn't find it surprising at all.

  It turns out that Bi Qi was really serious, after having a meal with Su Yifan, he was dissatisfied with the sanitary conditions and actually jumped up to find the person in charge of the canteen to quarrel. Su Yifan saw Bi Qi making trouble and quickly escaped with an innocent face, he didn't want to be implicated by this somewhat Westernized old man.

  In the afternoon, Cheng Shui Xin arrived at school ten minutes earlier than usual and saw Su Yi Fan smiling and waving: "Su Yi Fan, the Literature Club is having a small meeting tonight, don't leave after school."

  "Good."

  Cheng Shui Xian looked back at Li Pei Ran's empty desk: "When Li Pei Ran arrives, remind him again."

  Su Yifan was stunned, Cheng Shuiyan was in school that afternoon, why didn't she want to tell Li Peiran herself?

  Cheng Shui Xin's every move was being secretly watched, and under the intentional or unintentional gaze of many classmates, she walked to Su Yi Fan's side, accompanied by a faint fragrance. This beautiful woman, who usually appeared mature and elegant among her peers, spoke in a mysterious low tone: "I think Li Pei Ran seems to have some hostility towards you... this person is hard to deal with, you should be careful."

  Su Yifan could only smile wryly, if Li Pei Ran had any dissatisfaction with himself, it must be because of Cheng Shuiyan...

  I don't know what Cheng Shui Xin was thinking, but Su Yi Fan should have agreed. Recently, she has probably been rejected by Su Yi Fan a few too many times, and yet Cheng Shui Xin actually gave Su Yi Fan a happy smile.

  It wasn't long before Li Peiran arrived. When Su Yifan saw that face with a hypocritical smile, he felt even more disgusted than usual.

  "The Literary Society will have a meeting tonight, don't leave after school."

  Li Peiran didn't expect that it was Su Yifan who came to inform him. He glanced at Su Yifan and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

  Cheng Shui Xin was sitting right next to him, and Su Yi Fan came to inform himself, what does this mean?

  Of course, because Cheng Shuiyan was there, Li Peiran didn't dare to show how unhappy he was, and hummed a response as he sat back down in his own seat.

  Friday afternoon was long and happy, with the expectation of the weekend. Everyone finished their self-study class in a good mood, Su Yifan packed up his bag and followed Cheng Shuiying, along with Li Peiran, the three of them went downstairs straight to the Literary Society's activity room.

  Su Yifan followed behind Cheng Shui'an, and after a brief correction from Oola, he began to notice other people's walking posture and standing posture. To his surprise, he found that Cheng Shui'an's gait was unexpectedly proper.

  Cheng Shui Xin is undoubtedly a beautiful woman who pays attention to details, and she must have also noticed the subtle changes in Su Yi Fan's standing and sitting postures.

  The Literature Society was founded by Cheng Shuijin himself, and there wasn't such an organization in the school before. This small club, which is not very valued in the school, has 19 core members, including three from Class 3 of Grade 2. Most of these people are boys, distributed among Grades 1 and 2, and many of them came because of their admiration for Cheng Shuijin's reputation.

  Because of Cheng Shuiyan's presence, the Literary Society's events always have more attendees than expected. For example, during Thursday's event, there were already more onlookers than members of the Literary Society itself. Fully illustrating what it means that a beauty is the first productive force in economics.

  Everyone who came to the meeting today is a member of the Literature Club. Cheng Shuiying sat in her usual position as club president, looking around at the members who had come to attend.

  "Next Tuesday is International Illiteracy Day, French painting master Jean Arp Duvek will come to our city for an art exhibition. The exhibition will only last three days. I have four invitation tickets now, who's interested?"

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