After morning self-study, Zhang Zhaomu went to the teachers' office as promised.
Designing a look for Teacher Zhu was actually easier than for Old Chen, not because Teacher Zhu was more handsome than Old Chen, but mainly because his hair was thicker.
They agreed to give him a proper makeover on Saturday after class, so Zhang Zhaomu went to the classroom of the science class on his way.
There was a pile of books on Chen Zhenzhen's seat, with only two buns peeking out from among them.
Having already entered Class 1's classroom once, Zhang Zhaomu naturally didn't feel embarrassed. Under the gaze of many students, he walked to Chen Zhenzhen's seat.
The girl was lying face down on the table, fast asleep.
Sitting next to Zhang Zhaomu, Wang Qianzi winked at him. Zhang Zhaomu understood, smiled silently, and raised his finger to poke Chen Zhenzhen's rosy cheek.
"Eek~"
Chen Zhenzhen's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't open her eyes, only mumbling sleepily, " Qianqian, stop fooling around..."
cute!
Zhang Zhaomu couldn't resist poking it again.
"You're so annoying..." Chen Zhenzhen raised her hand and waved it away as if shooing away a fly.
Zhang Zhaomu, taking advantage of the situation, directly pinched her small face.
It has a soft and bouncy texture, like a freshly baked fluffy steamed bun.
"I told you to stop messing around, I'm so sleepy!" Chen Zhenzhen finally opened her eyes, her face full of resentment. "I told you I didn't sleep last night—huh?"
She only realized who the culprit was halfway through her story, and her resentment deepened.
" Zhang Zaowan?!"
She slapped Zhang Zhaomu's hand that was pinching her cheek and snapped, "Are you sick or something?! Why aren't you in your class? What are you doing bothering me here?!"
"Can't I check on my good buddy?" Zhang Zhaomu said nonchalantly with a grin, "Why didn't you sleep last night? Were you like me, also because you couldn't solve your math problems?"
"Mind your own business!" Chen Zhenzhen really wanted to bite him.
It's all because of this despicable guy in front of me!
Because I kept thinking about last night's conversation, I couldn't fall asleep at all.
"I was wondering why you didn't go to the noodle shop this morning. Turns out you slept in." Zhang Zhaomu tugged at the bun on her head.
Chen Zhenzhen finally couldn't hold back any longer and opened her mouth to bite.
Zhang Zhaomu quickly withdrew his hand. "Are you a dog?"
"Get out! Get out! Get out!" Chen Zhenzhen said impatiently. "I don't want to see you!"
"Fine, I'll get out then." Zhang Zhaomu shrugged and walked outside. Then, taking advantage of Chen Zhenzhen's unpreparedness, he suddenly turned around and pinched her cheek.
"Aaaaaah!" Chen Zhenzhen roared in fury, getting up to chase after him, but Zhang Zhaomu had already run out of the classroom.
So he could only vent his anger on Wang Qianzi: " Qianqian, all you do is stand by and watch the show, why don't you remind me!"
"It's my fault, it's my fault." Wang Qianzi said with a big, doting smile.
" Zhang Zaowan! You have to help me stop him!"
"Okay, okay."
Chen Zhenzhen felt as if she had punched cotton.
I'm so angry!
She was too lazy to waste any more words on Wang Qianzi, who was full of gossip, so she lay back down on the table and tried to fall asleep again.
I drifted off to sleep until the school bell rang.
Chen Zhenzhen rubbed her eyes, resisting the urge to continue sleeping, and sat up.
Class 1 is nothing like Class 9 in the humanities stream. If you dare to sleep in class, the teacher will make you stand at the back of the classroom to wake you up in no time.
Then she noticed a cup of soy milk and a few steamed buns on her table.
Wow! Qianqian, did you buy me breakfast?
She exclaimed with gratitude, "You're such a kind person!"
"I didn't bring it for you," Wang Qianzi said with her usual doting smile. " Zhang Zhaomu went to buy it especially for you."
Chen Zhenzhen was taken aback. " Zhang Zaowan?"
"You told him I didn't eat breakfast?"
"I didn't say anything." Wang Qianzi admired Chen Zhenzhen's expression. "She brought it on her own."
" Zhang Zaowan... can be this meticulous?" Chen Zhenzhen was a little incredulous.
"That's not called being attentive, that's called being considerate," Wang Qianzi corrected. "Boys will be this proactive when they're with someone they like."
"No... no, that's not true!" Chen Zhenzhen blushed instantly. "The teacher's coming in, I'm not going to say anything more!"
She cupped the soy milk in her hands, feeling the perfect temperature, warming her from her palms to her heart.
Zhang Zhaomu spent the entire morning studying in a routine manner.
When the lunch break bell rang, Zhang Zhaomu originally planned to go to the cafeteria, but then he remembered that he could probably mooch a meal at Duan Chan'er's place today.
As Xue Jingshu approached Duan Chan'er's seat, she greeted her with a smile, "Hello, class monitor! Are you walking with Duan Chan'er again today?"
"Hmm." Zhang Zhaomu nodded, ignoring the gossipy expression on the other person's face.
"Class monitor, class monitor, after you gave me my makeover last week, my whole family was shocked! I told my mom it was our class monitor who did the design, and she's been pestering me ever since, saying she wants to invite you over." She went on and on, "So, are you free this weekend?"
"I've been a bit busy this week, let's talk about it another time," Zhang Zhaomu said dismissively.
"Alright." Xue Jingshu looked like she had expected this. "I knew the class monitor wouldn't be so easy to invite, especially on the weekend. You're definitely going on a date with Duan Chan'er, right?"
"Nonsense!" Duan Chan'er, who was standing next to her, finally couldn't help but speak up and gently patted her, "Stop spreading gossip."
"I didn't spread any gossip!" Xue Jingshu blinked. "Didn't the whole class see what was going on between you and the class monitor?"
"The class monitor and I are just friends," Duan Chan'er explained. "Don't keep ruining his reputation; it wouldn't be good if people who truly like him heard that."
"Oh~ so we're just friends." Xue Jingshu teased, "Looks like the girls in our class still have a chance? You know, a lot of people like the class monitor."
Duan Chan'er wasn't the type to feel embarrassed by others' teasing. She even smiled and retorted, "Does that include you too? If you want to confess to the class monitor, I don't mind."
Xue Jingshu blushed immediately. "How could I... confess my feelings?"
She stammered, "I... I don't... have those feelings for the class monitor, it's just... pure admiration!"
"Oh?" Zhang Zhaomu immediately became interested. "Tell me more."
Xue Jingshu hadn't expected Zhang Zhaomu to react this way, and her face turned even redder. She buried her head and fled the scene.
"You didn't let her off the hook either," Duan Chan'er said, finding it somewhat amusing.
"I really wanted to hear it," Zhang Zhaomu said earnestly. "Who doesn't like to hear others praise them?"
Neither of them paid much attention to the rumors circulating in the class. Duan Chan'er, by her very nature, was never bothered to explain such things. As for Zhang Zhaomu...
"When there are too many lice, they don't bite anymore." There are other versions of this rumor circulating in the science class as well.
Go ahead and spread it; it's not like you're losing anything, and you won't lose anything either, right?