Both experiments were relatively simple for Tang Zhixi, so Tang Zhixi came out of Teikyo University at a little after four o'clock.
Gu Xia is still waiting for her outside.
After getting in the car, she turned on the computer and wrote a lab report.
Gu Xia didn't disturb her and drove quietly.
When they were outside the walls of Jujia Private School, Tang Zhixi not only sent the report to the teaching assistant, but also sent the Tianshu assessment questions to Luo Nanchen.
"Sister, I'll pick you up this afternoon?"
"No, the program team will take me back." Tang Zhixi put the computer aside, "Go back, I'm leaving."
"Um."
Tang Zhixi climbed over the wall and entered the school. After arriving at the dormitory, she climbed to the third floor with bare hands and jumped in from the bathroom.
He left without anyone noticing, and returned to the dormitory without anyone noticing.
And I slept for more than an hour.
Today is Friday, and the eight of them went back to their respective classrooms to attend class.
After Tang Zhixi experienced the study life in her senior year of high school, she also experienced the problem of falling asleep in class.
It’s okay to study by yourself early, everyone writes papers, memorizes, and everyone does their own thing.
But later in class, as soon as the teacher started teaching, Tang Zhixi's consciousness couldn't help but sink.
She felt that even if she had not slept for two consecutive days, she would not be this sleepy.
Sure enough, this classroom is a magical place.
It rained in the morning, so there was no exercise between classes.
Tang Zhixi took advantage of this time and immediately lay down on the table to catch up on her sleep.
Shen Bocheng came over with a basketball. As soon as he patted it, Chu Qingyan glared at him: "Keep your voice down."
Shen Bocheng immediately took the ball in his hand, looked at Tang Zhixi and then at Chu Qingyan: "What's wrong with Sister Xi's hand?"
Tang Zhixi rested her right arm on her pillow and put her left hand on the back of her neck.
"It fell."
Shen Bocheng moved a chair, placed it gently next to Chu Qingyan, sat down, and whispered: "Is it serious?"
"It's swollen." Chu Qingyan said, "Why do you have so many questions?"
"I'm concerned about it."
Chu Qingyan looked at him and suddenly narrowed her eyes: "Shen Bocheng, what do you want to do?"
"I'm just concerned." Shen Bocheng said this calmly, but the look in his eyes betrayed him.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you." Chu Qingyan said, "Stop your thoughts, otherwise I guarantee you will die miserably."
Shen Bocheng smiled, obviously not taking Chu Qingyan's words to heart: "Would you like to play games?"
Chu Qingyan looked at Tang Zhixi and then at Shen Bocheng, and then took out her mobile phone.
Because of the rain, the classroom was a little cold and a little damp.
Yue Guyuan was called away by the teacher after class. Duan Nian was also called away by the phone.
Jiang Wan sat in front, always lowering his head and listening to the chat between Shen Bocheng and Chu Qingyan.
It wasn't until the two of them stopped talking that he hesitantly turned his head and glanced quickly behind him.
He took a look at the injury on Tang Zhixi's finger.
But I only saw the gauze on her finger, but not how serious the injury was.
Chu Qingyan and Shen Bocheng both noticed that he looked back, but they both stared at the phone and pretended not to see him. It wasn't until he turned back that they looked at each other.
Then continue playing the game silently.
When class was about to begin, Duan Nian came back as soon as Shen Bocheng left and walked directly towards Tang Zhixi's seat. Seeing that Tang Zhixi was asleep, he looked at the time and reached out to knock on her desk.
Chu Qingyan grabbed his wrist, looked at him, and whispered: "What are you doing?"
Duan Nian's school uniform was wet with rain, and his wrists were a little cold. He looked at Chu Qingyan, then raised his other hand and shook the medicine box in his hand: "Medicine."
As soon as he finished saying this word, Tang Zhixi raised her head and looked at the two of them.
His eyes were still a little hazy: "What's wrong?"
Chu Qingyan let go of Duan Nian, and Duan Nian put the medicine box in his hand on her table: "The third master sent it. He said that when recording the program, they were still students, and it was not convenient for him to come in, so he let me take it.
One trip.”
Tang Zhixi took a look at the medicine box. It was an analgesic patch. But it was not one she often uses at home: "Ye Hanzhi is here?"
"After delivering the medicine, we left." Duan Nian said.
Tang Zhixi glanced at the rain outside. The leaves outside the window were shaking, so it was considered a moderate rain.
Just as the school bell rang, Duan Nian returned to his seat first.
Tang Zhixi looked at the box of medicine for a while, and after opening it, a note fell out.
It's Ye Hanzhi's handwriting: [It's cold, protect your hands. The pain relief patch is made of transparent material, not conspicuous and does not reflect light.]
From the look of the note, it looked like it had been torn off somewhere temporarily.
She folded the note and put it back into the medicine box. Tang Zhixi tore off two pain relief patches and stuck them on her right index finger and ring finger.
She knew without even thinking that Ye Hanzhi must have asked Uncle Rui something.
Uncle Rui may have told him a lot of things.
Tang Zhixi looked at her fingers and raised her eyebrows. She was able to penetrate the people around her.
Chu Qingyan has been watching all this quietly.
A man with such a noble status, despite his busy schedule, on a rainy day, in order to avoid his girlfriend's finger pain, he personally came to deliver pain relief patches.
I didn't even see my girlfriend's face.
She had to get to know Ye Hanzhi again.
Tsk, her brother doesn’t know how to study.
Tang Zhixi still ate the meal sent by the Chu family all day long, and the driver delivered it directly to the classroom.
Maybe Chu Qingyan told her family to cook less, so Tang Zhixi didn't support herself anymore.
Since it's Friday, I don't have to study in the evening.
After the afternoon class, you can take two days off.
It rained all day and didn't stop. Parents came to pick up their children and the door was so blocked that they couldn't move their car.
Those who recorded the program were not in a hurry to leave, and neither were Chu Qingyan, Shen Bocheng, and several students.
So everyone started chatting casually in the classroom.
Yue Guyuan has not come back since he left in the morning. I heard from the director that there was something going on at home.
Everyone chatted in the classroom until an hour later, when there was no traffic jam at the door, they left one after another.
When they were recording the program, the program team was uniformly picked up at a nearby hotel. Everyone had a meal together, summarized the five days of filming, and then made arrangements for the next five days of filming.
When they were leaving, Chu Qingyan was still in the classroom. Tang Zhixi rubbed her head and said, "Aren't your family members here yet?"
"My brother is at the door." Chu Qingyan said, "He came up to pick me up."
"Well. Then I'm leaving."
Chu Qingyan nodded, hesitated for a while and said, "Remember to apply medicine on your arms."
"Um."
It wasn't raining very heavily when I looked at it from upstairs.
But after arriving in the lobby on the first floor, first there was the moisture from the pavement, and then there was a layer of water on the ground. When the rain came down, layers of small water droplets splashed up.
Tang Zhixi followed the other six people and opened her umbrella when she reached the door.
Just when the umbrella was stretched from the front to the top of the head, Chu Yimo held the umbrella and entered the teaching building.
The two passed by each other.
Tang Zhixi just lowered her eyes and saw a pair of legs wearing trousers. Normally, she would have been curious about their appearance and would have taken a look. But today, the heavy rain made her a little annoyed. So she didn't pay much attention to it.
He put it in his pocket, held the umbrella in one hand, and left directly.
The moment Chu Yimo entered the teaching building, he suddenly stopped.
Then he turned around and glanced back.
But besides seeing a few people carrying cameras and wearing raincoats, he also saw through the gaps between them students wearing school uniforms and holding umbrellas.
He didn't know why he turned back, nor did he know what he wanted to see.
So he frowned, closed his umbrella, and walked into the teaching building.