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My math skills are terrible. Back in school, I could only score single digits on every exam. My math teacher often said to me, "Li Wan, when are you going to improve your math grades?" "How will you get into college like this?" "Even if you don't go to college, you won't need such poor math skills in society."
But I couldn't help it. I just couldn't understand math. Those strange symbols and numbers seemed like another language to me. I tried hard, listened attentively in class, and completed countless exercises. Yet my math grades remained dismal. So much so that I've given up on math now. Since I can't understand it anyway, it's better to give up and save myself the heartbreak later.
I closed my book and decided to go for a walk. Behind the classroom building, there is a lawn surrounded by trees. It is early summer now, and the trees are in full bloom, filling the air with floral fragrance. I sat under a tree, took out my phone, and opened the selfie mode. The girl on the screen had fair skin, delicate features, and wore a faint smile.
Actually, I'm not unattractive; it's just that I'm a bit overweight, which makes me look somewhat bulky. I pinched the flesh on my belly and sighed. If only I could lose some weight.
I stood up, ready to buy a bottle of drink from the vending machine. I stood in front of the vending machine for quite a while, unsure how to use it. I had never used a vending machine before. Just then, a voice came from behind me.
"What do you want to drink?"
I jumped in surprise and turned around. It was Gaoyuan. He was holding a coin and looking at me.
"I... I want honey lemon tea," I said.
"Which one?"
"The first one."
"Mm." Gaoyuan tossed the coin in.
I watched him nervously.
Would he help me buy it?
Would he just buy his own drink and leave?
If that's the case, I might as well buy a bottle too.
But I didn't have any cash on me, and my phone wasn't linked to a card...
While I was lost in thought, Gaoyuan had already walked over with two bottles of drinks.
"Here you go," he said, handing one of the bottles to me.
I took the drink, feeling warm inside.
"Thank you," I said. "Next time, I'll treat you to a drink."
"Mm." Gaoyuan replied lightly and then turned to leave.
I watched him walk into the classroom building before opening the drink and taking a sip.
It was cold and sweet.
The afternoon class was math, which was the subject I dreaded the most.
Halfway through the lesson, I was so sleepy that my eyelids felt heavy.
Just as I was about to doze off, a voice sounded in my ear.
"Pay attention."
I jolted awake, lifting my head to look at the source of the voice.
It was Gaoyuan.
He was focused on writing something, as if the voice I heard earlier was just my imagination.
But I was sure someone had spoken to me just now.
And that person was Gaoyuan.
How did he do that?
Listening to the lecture while writing and still managing to talk to me?
I stared at him curiously, but he didn't even look up.
It wasn't until the class bell rang that he stopped writing and lifted his head.
His gaze swept across my face, lingered for a few seconds, then moved away.
"What's wrong?" a boy tapped his shoulder.
"Nothing," Gaoyuan shook his head, stood up, and walked out.
After he left, a group of boys gathered together and whispered.
"Did you see that? Gaoyuan actually looked at that transfer student for several seconds."
"Yeah, I thought he only buried himself in writing."
"Could it be that he's... interested in this transfer student?"
"No way, didn't he just reject Zhang Qian?"
"Not necessarily. Although the transfer student isn't particularly good-looking, she has a nice aura, and her voice is pleasant."
...
So it turns out that the girl named Zhang Qian likes Gaoyuan.
Zhang Qian is the campus beauty of our class; not only is she pretty and has a great figure, but she is also the head of the Student Council Arts Department and a prominent figure in the school.
And she actually likes Gaoyuan.
I was a bit surprised.
After all, while Gaoyuan is handsome, he is too aloof and indifferent to everyone.
He’s like a distant snow-capped mountain—beautiful but hard to approach.
But I didn't expect Zhang Qian to be attracted to such a guy.
During the afternoon math class, I still didn’t understand anything.
Halfway through the lesson, I started to feel drowsy again.
At that moment, a book was thrown onto my desk.
I opened my eyes to see Gaoyuan standing in front of my desk.
"What’s wrong?" I asked softly.
"Questions," he said.
After saying that, he returned to his seat.
I opened the book and saw many notes written inside.
It turned out he wanted to let me know that if I had any questions, I could refer to his notes.
My heart felt warm, and I smiled at him.
He stared at me for a few seconds before looking away and continuing to write.
When school ended, I noticed his planner had this week's schedule written on it:
Monday: Self-Study
Tuesday: Self-Study
Wednesday: Self-Study
Thursday: Self-Study
Friday: S-Class Assignment
So he has self-study every day.
I worked really hard.
I looked at him with envy.
If only I could be as diligent as he is, my math grades wouldn't be so poor.
I packed my things and left the classroom with my backpack.
As I passed by the rooftop, I saw Gaoyuan standing at the edge, talking on the phone.
"A S-Rank Commission got canceled? When?"
"..."
"A birthday party? I'm not going."
"..."
"I know, I'll be back."
He hung up and walked down from the rooftop.
As he passed by me, he paused for a moment, glanced at me, and then left.
I stood there in a daze, feeling a mix of emotions.
A S-Rank Commission—what an elite assignment that is.
I've heard that only the top ten assassins can take on an S-Rank Commission.
And Gaoyuan, he actually turned down an S-Rank Commission.
Whose birthday party could be more important than an S-Rank Commission?
I stood there for a while, but I couldn't figure it out.
So, I went downstairs and headed toward the school gate.
As I passed by the vending machine, I remembered what happened in the morning and quickly took out my phone to link my bank card.
Next time I run into Gaoyuan, I want to treat him to a drink.
I can't always let him treat me; that would be too impolite.
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