The two teenagers seemed accustomed to other people's attention and didn't care at all.
Lu Kuo was surprised: "Why did you ask me to go to Class 3 instead of being in the same class as you?"
Because when he was about to transfer to Qining High School, he remembered that Teacher Cheng said that they would be placed in the same class as companions. As a result, he reported a few days late and learned that he was assigned to Class 3.
I heard it was Zhuo Yuan's opinion.
Zhuo Yuan replied: "No reason, I just don't want to see you every day."
Lu Kuo scorned: "If you don't want to see me, why are you waiting for me after school every day? You're telling the truth!"
Zhuo Yu'an ignored him, carried his schoolbag, got on his bicycle and left.
Their homes were not in the same direction, and Lu Kuo and his parents lived in another family home.
When Zhuo Yuan rode his bike to the campus gate, he suddenly braked and kicked to a stop. He saw the girl again. She and her classmates were standing in front of a black car to say goodbye to his classmate Wen Jian.
That car belongs to Tinglan's father, Shu Minghai. He happened to pass by Qining High School during the school break today, so he came to Tinglan specially.
Ting Lan asked Cheng Chen to sit in the car with him.
Her father, Shu Minghai, stuck his head out and said to Wen Jian outside the car: "Xiao Jian, why don't you get in the car?"
Wen Jian shook his head: "I came here by bike today."
"Then you should be more careful when riding." Shu Minghai glanced at her and asked with concern.
"good."
Wen Jian stood there and watched the car drive away. She didn't get on her car until it was out of sight.
The boy passed by her on a bicycle, and she quickly pedaled her bicycle to catch up:
"Zhuo Yu'an!"
I shouted his name and finally followed him, walking alongside him.
"Is your home also facing this direction?" Wen Jian asked.
"Um."
"My name is Wen Jian." Although she has been a classmate for a week, she still introduced herself solemnly.
"Hello." Zhuo Yu'an turned his head slightly and responded politely, neither approaching nor distant.
The light of the setting sun enveloped him, as if a layer of gold had been plated around him. His unique dignity and cultivation were something Wen Jian had never seen in other boys or men.
Zhuo Yu'an rode fast, and Wen Jian struggled to follow behind. After passing several intersections, Wen Jian's community arrived, and Zhuo Yu'an continued to move forward.
In the black car in front, Tinglan and Cheng Chen were sitting in the back seat, exchanging interesting stories about their classmates with their eyes, snickering, and not daring to chatter as usual, mainly because Cheng Chen was a little afraid of Tinglan's father.
Tinglan's father is the CEO of a state-owned enterprise in Qining. Although Tinglan always said that her father was actually a very nice person, he looked very majestic and calm, so Cheng Chen did not dare to take the initiative to speak.
While driving, Shu Minghai looked at the two little girls behind him through the rearview mirror and asked
: "Are you two in the same class again after you entered high school?"
"Yes." Cheng Chen replied tremblingly.
"Then we should study hard together and get into a good university in the future."