Felix Kang thought he was handsome and lowered his head and nodded. He smiled and raised his hands to make way for Iris Wen without any entanglement: "Okay, let's go. I'll see you again by chance."
Don't think that he can't hear the tremor in this girl's voice. It's okay not to say it. He can check it himself.
Iris Wen looked down at the ground, pursed his lips slightly, and left quickly without hesitation. Stay away from that smog.
Fortunately, those people didn't care whether she heard it or not.
Iris Wen kept walking forward. Instead of going back to the first year of high school, she went straight to the end and turned right into the teaching building for the third year of high school.
However, Class 7 is empty, and there is no office either.
She stood in the corridor on the second floor, thought for a while, and then searched one floor after another.
Maybe he went to another office.
Asher Cheng said that he was going to deliver documents, and that he was on the third floor of the high school, but he didn't know where he was.
Even if there is a cool shade, it cannot block the heat in the air. The shadow cast by the tall trees is not very wide, and can only block the first and second floors.
"Ah! What's the matter with you, classmate? Come in and slow down!"
The female teacher opened the door to the office where there was a knock, and what she saw was a sweaty girl with a pale face. She hurriedly pulled Iris Wen into the office.
Without any explanation, he pushed the person down on his seat and handed him a glass of warm water in a disposable cup.
The female teacher tucked her short hair behind her ears, sat on another office chair, and sighed, "My bangs are wet with sweat on my forehead. Wipe them quickly to avoid catching a cold."
The eyes under the black-framed glasses were concerned: "Classmate, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you go to the auditorium to attend the opening ceremony? Why did you run to the office on the fourth floor sweating profusely?"
"I see you don't look good. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Iris Wen was lost for a while, then smiled and replied: "Thank you, teacher, for caring. I'm fine. I was a little uncomfortable before, so the patrol teacher agreed for me to go to the school doctor's office."
After a pause, she met the female teacher's understanding and distressed gaze, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked softly: "Teacher, have you met classmate Asher Cheng? He is from Class 7, Grade 3."
Although she had only been in Beicheng No. 1 Middle School for a few days, she also knew that Asher Cheng's name was spread among the three grades, and the teachers often praised it.
You may also recognize the kind teacher in front of you.
The female teacher wearing black-rimmed glasses said "Oh" in understanding, and said with a smile: "So you are looking for Asher Cheng, but unfortunately, he left just after handing over the checked information. As for going?" I don't know where."
Iris Wen thought for a while. She didn't meet Asher Cheng when she went upstairs. Maybe he went down the stairs on the other side.
Feeling disappointed for a moment, she stood up and gently put the water glass back on the desk.
He smiled at the female teacher in front of him and said, "I understand. Thank you, teacher. I'll go back to class first."
The female teacher was worried: "Hey, why don't you take a break?"
Iris Wen looked at the enthusiastic female teacher, waved her hand hurriedly, and shook her head politely: "No, no, teacher, please do your work first. The ceremony should be over soon. I will go back to class to preview the new lesson."
Under the eyes of the female teacher, who looked left and right, she hurriedly turned around and walked out of the office.
Not long after Iris Wen left.
The fourth floor of the senior high school teaching building.
A figure stood at the guardrail of the corridor. The female teacher wearing black-rimmed glasses stood with her hands behind her hands. She raised her hands to block the sunlight above her head and glanced downstairs.
Seeing Iris Wen walking into the teaching building of the first grade of high school, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"A freshman in high school?"
She muttered and turned back to the office to continue grading homework.
Until the office door knocked again.
This time, the female teacher who was busy correcting her homework did not move at all. She quickly waved the red pen in her hand and shouted at a loud voice without raising her head: "Please come in."
The work is reaching a fever pitch.
When she heard the door open, she took the time to look up and kept writing with the red pen in her hand, "Asher Cheng? Is the opening ceremony over?"
"Well, it's just over." Asher Cheng walked in and put the blue folder on Ms. Harper's desk.
The female teacher couldn't help laughing when she saw this, "How lazy are you Teacher Song? I just asked you to bring one back, and now you are bringing another one back for him."
"I happened to meet you, just on my way."
Seeing that Asher Cheng was about to leave, the female teacher hurriedly stopped her: "Hey, by the way, a girl from the first year of high school just came to see you. She seemed to be in a hurry. I saw that she was sweating profusely and had a small face. It's all gone, and I forgot to ask her name."
"She is very beautiful, fair and tender, with long hair and bangs. Do you recognize her?"
Asher Cheng thought for a while and couldn't help but his eyes glazed over. Looking for him?
After pausing for two seconds, he continued to straighten his body and faced the female teacher who described him the same way. He didn't say clearly whether he recognized him or not, he just said thank you: "Thank you, teacher, I understand."
The female teacher pushed up her black-framed glasses and asked with a smile: "This girl is not your girlfriend, is she? She is so anxious, and she seems to care about you. Are you in puppy love? Chat with the teacher."
"No, you're overthinking," Asher Cheng's eyes twitched and he twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly. This teacher was a notorious gossip in the third grade of high school. "If there's nothing wrong with the teacher, I'll leave first."
Walking out of the office without any sloppiness.
For fear of being caught, I continued to question him.
Iris Wen rested his chin on his hand, looking at the mathematical formulas on the blackboard in trance. He felt restless like a vine, tickling his mind.
It was almost time for class, and it was still early before school ended. She would wait until the next class to look for him, and he would definitely be there by then.
"Hey, what's the name of the senior who gave a speech in the third year of high school? Know-it-all, please give me some knowledge."
"That's right, we want to know too!"
Dexter He was the jack-of-all-trades in Class 7 who "knew everything from astronomy to geography". He was crossing his arms leisurely and looking up at the girls who suddenly gathered around him.
He grinned, shook his index finger, and responded readily: "Little case! I heard about it before school started. Senior Asher Cheng is a famous figure in our Beicheng No. 1 Middle School. Let me tell you..."
From the crowd who were listening attentively, there was suddenly an excited scream of surprise.
"Look, look! Isn't that Asher Cheng?!"
The topic stopped abruptly.
All eyes flew to the outside of the classroom.
What caught Class 7 students even more off guard was that Celeste Zhao, a talented and beautiful art committee member, walked out of the classroom gracefully under the gaze of everyone.
---Stopped Asher Cheng who was passing by Class 7, Grade 1? !
For a moment, all the seven melon-eaters who had witnessed the whole process held their breath and stared at the situation outside the window.
Piper Lin stopped her hand in the air and said in surprise: "Am I right? Does Celeste Zhao know Asher Cheng? I thought he was looking for Xixi."
"No way..." Elliot Dai also smiled and stretched out his hand to call Iris Wen. Upon seeing this, he immediately retracted his hand, the smile on his face was replaced by shock, and he stared outside.
Iris Wen heard the name and looked over. The surprise in her eyes gradually faded, and she sat upright slowly, looking at the clear figure.
In front of him, there was a girl who greeted him warmly because of their familiarity.
The person he had been looking for for a long time suddenly appeared, but Iris Wen still couldn't be happy.
She lowered her head, hiding the disappointment in her eyes, and her eyes stopped on the textbook.
She should find a chance to go out and talk later.
outside the classroom.
Celeste Zhao has short shoulder-length hair, a handsome face that is cold and arrogant, and bright eyes.
After standing in front of Asher Cheng, she stretched out her slender arms and planned to shake hands: "Hello, Senior Asher Cheng, I am Celeste Zhao, the art committee member of Class 17, Grade 1, and a member of the school dance team. Nice to meet you!"
Asher Cheng's hand was still firmly placed in the pocket of his school uniform. He looked past the girl calmly and glanced at the clock in the center of the square. Then a smile appeared on the corner of his lips and he politely responded: "Hello."
"From Class 7?" He didn't shake his hand, and his voice was as gentle as ever: "Can you please help me call out the classmate from your class, classmate Iris Wen?"
The hand that was frozen in mid-air was withdrawn.
Celeste Zhao's eyes dimmed a little. It couldn't be said that he was embarrassed, but the loss was inevitable.
Wenxi?
She was stunned for a moment, looked at the class in disbelief, then forced a smile, held back her bitterness and said, "Okay, I'll go see if she's there."
While returning to work, I searched quickly in my mind. She had heard of Iris Wen. She was very good-looking, with delicate and bright facial features. She was so beautiful that it was almost impossible to take her eyes away, and she was so showy.
Some friends even mentioned her when chatting after class.
Walking to the desk of the girl who was immersed in studying, Celeste Zhao said in a low voice: "Iris Wen, someone is looking for her."
There was a sudden gasp in the class.
They saw with their own eyes that Asher Cheng refused to shake hands with a "kind" look on his face. If he had a girlfriend, wouldn't he be a model of male morality?
It turned out that I was looking for classmate Wen!
Iris Wen paused. She looked up at Celeste Zhao, who sounded depressed, with confusion in her eyes, "Looking for me? Thank you."
Noticing the figure at the front door of the classroom, Iris Wen stood up quickly, passed Celeste Zhao, and walked out of the classroom.
Celeste Zhao pursed her lips. Her mind was now filled with Iris Wen's eyes when he looked up at her just now.
Those eyes, big almond eyes, pure and innocent, even if they ask for the stars in the sky, they will definitely get what they want.
Thinking of this, Celeste Zhao tightened her school uniform.
On the other side, Elliot Dai and Piper Lin looked at each other in stunned silence, spreading their hands to each other to show that they didn't react.
Elliot Dai shrugged and was about to turn back when his eyes noticed the textbook on Iris Wen's desk and couldn't help but muttered: "When did you develop this new skill? Reading backwards?"
Then he casually helped Iris Wen straighten the textbook that was placed upside down.
When Asher Cheng saw someone coming out, his thin lips were slightly opened and he was about to say something.
But in front of him, he saw a girl who was about his shoulders looking at him eagerly. Her soft voice was worried: "Senior Asher Cheng, I heard someone saying they were going to block you after school. There are several people. What should I do?"
Asher Cheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded clearly, slightly curved his lips and said, "Go to meet me in your senior year of high school?"
He climbed the fourth floor even though he was not feeling well. He thought he was in such a hurry about something, but it turned out to be because of him.
"Well..." Iris Wen nodded in confusion. Although he was curious about how Asher Cheng knew, she still chose to tell him more important things first: "I just heard it over there on the third floor of the high school. It should be One of your senior year classmates calls him Brother Fan. "
Then he asked, "How did you know that I was looking for you in my senior year of high school?"
Asher Cheng lowered his gaze, stretched out his index finger, casually rubbed the bridge of his nose, raised his eyebrows and said vaguely, "Just a guess."
Seeing Iris Wen nodding his head in understanding, the blush on the tips of his ears gradually disappeared, and his slightly uncomfortable expression softened: "I know those people you mentioned. Just mediate after school. Don't worry."
He suddenly felt that the teacher's description.
She does look a lot like Iris Wen.
Iris Wen turned his eyes hesitantly, and when he saw the young man's calm and calm appearance, he suddenly became determined: "Okay, then be careful. If you are blocked and cannot be beaten, remember to call the police."
"The police will protect you."
...
As if he found it funny, he clicked his tongue and said jokingly: "The kid is right, brother Asher Cheng has remembered it."
Cheng, brother Asher Cheng? !
Iris Wen opened her eyes wide, and her heartbeat seemed to jump out of her throat. She pursed her lips tightly, her cheeks turned red and she looked around, but she didn't dare to look at the boy who was teasing her.
He smiled like a seducing goblin.
"I'm not a child! I'm very serious!" She glared at him eagerly and shyly, but felt that she couldn't just sit back and watch indifferently, so she tentatively suggested: "How about I go home with you?"
Although she wasn't very strong and didn't know how to fight, two people were better than him alone.
Oh, yes, there is Spencer Nie, plus her, there are three of us!
Asher Cheng paused for a moment, then continued to raise his eyes and said half-jokingly: "Thank you kid for protecting me, but you are young, so you should go home and eat sweets. If you are really worried, I will tell you that you are safe."
The school bell just rang.
"Gone." He said casually and turned around.
Then he turned slightly sideways, and after the bell fell, he slowly raised a warm smile, and said as if to comfort: "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I have a black belt in Taekwondo. Is Sanda okay?"
The corridor was filled with warm sunshine, and the boy's shadow was very long.
It wasn't until the back gradually faded away and finally disappeared from sight that Iris Wen blushed and came back to his senses.
The figure that looked like a clear and beautiful tree flashed through my mind.
He has always been gentle, and at most there is a sense of distance that is difficult to approach. Only when he inadvertently lowers his eyes or looks sideways, the corners of his eyes curl up, giving him an indescribable sharpness.
It turns out that he actually knows so many.
She was also surprised just now, but she didn't inquire too much.
Besides the reason why the school bell rang, she felt.
---He is like a treasure on an isolated island, and she is just one of the millions of treasure hunters without a map.
There is nothing in the vast sea, and there is no way to ask deeply.
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