"Chen Jia, what are you up to again? Giving up on writing your novel?"
During this period, she was completely absorbed in her writing, ignoring anyone who tried to talk to her. Fang Yu had been holding in his frustration for a while.
Chen Jia gave him a sideways glance, "I didn't ask you to accompany me, why do you care?"
Early Saturday morning, Chen Jia and Jiang Mo went downstairs together and saw Fang Yu waiting downstairs with an empty backpack.
Chen Jia (surprised): "Fang Yu, didn't you say you didn't want to come?"
Fang Yu (snorts): "Jiang Mo, I'll go if I want to. I want to keep an eye on you so you don't spend his money recklessly again."
Three people took the bus to Lushan Mountain.
Upon entering the large school campus, Chen Jia was particularly excited. Jiang Mo participates in the Math Olympiad training here every summer and winter vacation, so he is familiar with the school route and took them directly to the library.
Chen Jia followed the book list given by Teacher Qin and picked out four or five books of philosophy, prose, poetry, and fiction. Fang Yu lowered his voice and protested, "Chen Jia, are you crazy? Can you finish reading so many in a month?"
"You don't understand. Teacher Qin said that a wide range of reading is necessary to cultivate literary aesthetics."
"I'll let you carry it yourself later."
"Hmph, I won't carry it."
Chen Jia picked up her big backpack and went to the math section to find Jiang Mo.
Walking through the bookshelves, she saw Jiang Mo holding a book and talking to a girl in a white dress.
The girl has a slender figure and outstanding temperament, with long hair draped softly over her shoulders like an elegant swan.
Chen Jia walked over quickly, " Momo."
The girl in the white dress politely smiled and asked, "Jiang Mo, is this person your classmate?"
Jiang Mo nodded, "My childhood sweetheart."
He turned his head to look at Chen Jia, "Did you borrow the book?"
"Yeah, Fang Yu refused to help me carry it because there were too many," Chen Jia complained, "I shouldn't have asked him to come in the first place."
Jiang Mo naturally took the schoolbag from her hand, zipped it up, put it on her own shoulder, said goodbye to the girl, and left with Chen Jia.
At the registration desk, Chen Jia suddenly asked, "Who was that girl just now? She's so pretty."
Jiang Mo said lightly, "Classmates from the training camp."
Chen Jia exclaimed, "There are even girls learning advanced mathematics, impressive."
After taking the bus back, three people went to the alley to have a meal at the Bearded Barbecue for lunch, and Jiang Mo paid the bill before they each went home. Chen Jia plunged into her room, engrossed in reading and neglecting to eat or sleep. She had no interest in writing novels, and Tsai Yupei's death ultimately became an unsolved case.
In the second semester of the second year of junior high school, the girls in the class started to popularize various braids, and Chen Jia also joined in.
She went to the accessory store to buy various hair clips and hair ties. Every few days, she would mess around with her hair, but unfortunately, she hadn't practiced enough and ended up pulling out a lot of hair.
The music class representative, Shen Ying, has the most skillful hands. She created a kind of braiding where she divides the hair at the front into four sections, braids them to the sides, and then secures them with small hair ties at the back of the head. This way, the hair hanging down won't block the face, it's refreshing and good-looking, and even the girls in the neighboring class are learning it.
Chen Jia Clumsy hands, can manage simple tasks, but can't figure out difficult ones no matter what.
She sought help from her mother, only to be scolded: "Girls who only care about being pretty won't do well in their studies. Don't your teachers care about that?"
Chen Jia Unwilling to accept it, she decided to do it herself.
When she rushed into the classroom with her crookedly braided hair, it caused a burst of laughter.
Fang Yu frowned and turned around, saying, "It's so ugly, hurry up and take it down. People will laugh at you if they see it."
"They're already laughing at you, can you please stop talking?"
Chen Jia covered her face, feeling extremely frustrated. With red eyes, she asked Yin Jing to help her take down her braids.
But the braids were woven too tightly, causing a lot of pain when being taken down. Just as she couldn't hold back her tears, someone walked over and took the comb from Yin Jing's hand.
"Get up for a moment."
Yin Jing stood up and made way.
Jiang Mo naturally exudes a sense of distance when not smiling, with an elite aura typical of a top student, making Yin Jing feel uneasy.
Jiang Mo reaches out and brushes aside the long hair behind Chen Jia's ear, causing her beautiful eyebrows to furrow.
Yin Jing's hand was heavy, and Chen Jia's delicate scalp had already turned red.
" Momo, be gentler. If you can't untangle it, just forget it," Chen Jia said, not really expecting much.
Jiang Mo said nothing. His fingers were cool, and his movements were particularly gentle. Just as Chen Jia worried that he might hurt her, her tangled hair had already been completely smoothed out by him.
Five minutes later, Chen Jia picked up Yin Jing's mirror and admired herself in it, making Yin Jing envious.
"Chen Jia, you braid your hair so well. Shen Ying is head and shoulders above the rest, Jiang Mo is treating you too well."
"Yeah, he has always been so good to me, unlike someone else."
Chen Jia kicked hard in front, Fang Yu turned around and angrily said, "Chen Jia, do you have any conscience left? When have I ever treated you badly?"
Chen Jia remembered the hurtful words he had just said to her, and his face flushed with anger.
"When have you ever been good to me? You either scold me or laugh at me all the time, never give in to me in a fight, and even snatch my snacks. How could I have such a detestable friend like you? Momo is a hundred times better than you."
With a muffled sound, Fang Yu knocked over a chair as he stood up, rushed out of the classroom in full view of everyone, and collided with the head teacher carrying a pile of teaching materials.
The head teacher was a step too slow and actually didn't catch him. He walked to the platform and asked sternly, "What's going on?" Everyone looked at Chen Jia, and Jiang Mo suddenly stood up.
"Teacher Wu, I just had a few words with Fang Yu, so I'm bringing him back."
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