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There were no competitions in the morning. As the opening ceremony ended, the crowd let out a shocking roar of relief, and then rushed out of the playground like a tide. Han Zhou stood at the door of the gymnasium, looking at his mobile phone and waiting for the guzheng to arrive.
"Han Zhou!"
There was a voice saying hello in front of me, but it was not Guzheng, but a few girls in the class. They seemed to be here to act as spectators. They said with a smile, "Come on for the competition. All the girls in our class have already discussed it. Go and cheer for you."
Han Zhou put away his phone with a polite smile on his face: "Thank you, but my game is the day after tomorrow."
He is quite popular in the class, especially among the girls.
"The day after tomorrow afternoon, we know. Do you plan to sign up for this fun project? We can form a team together!"
"I have to see if the program is suitable for me before I consider signing up."
"That's it...I heard that the project statement will be out tomorrow afternoon. Remember to pay attention."
"OK, thanks."
Han Zhou watched the girls in the class leave, and Gu Zheng happened to jog up to him and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"The girls in the class, I just had a few words with them."
Han Zhou turned his head and looked at her, wondering, "Have you changed your clothes back?"
Gu Zheng, who was in the performance team just now, was wearing a cyan classical dress and a rare headdress. She was a perfect classical beauty, and she was indeed quite eye-catching, but she didn't expect to change her clothes back so quickly. It turned into a sportswear and down jacket.
"Yeah, it's such a hindrance to keep it on all the time." Gu Zheng let out a breath of heat, rubbed his hands, and replied casually, "And it's still so cold today."
"It's really cold today."
Han Zhou nodded, seeming a little regretful, and sighed, "But it's such a pity. I thought I could have seen it twice more."
Gu Zheng was stunned, her face instantly turned red, and she muttered: "It's not like there won't be opportunities in the future..."
"That's right, you're going to perform on stage on New Year's Day." Han Zhou smiled.
"Just look forward to it." Gu Zheng narrowed his eyes and puffed up his chest proudly.
The two of them walked towards the teaching building.
"I remember you were running the women's 3,000 meters this afternoon?"
"Yes, I can't wait."
"I know it's more than enough for you to take first place, but you still have to pay attention to safety. With your strength, you don't need to run too fast. Don't fall and get injured."
"I know, when have you seen me get hurt?" Gu Zheng narrowed his eyes and put his hands behind his back, looking confident that he had a chance to win.
Han Zhou smiled: "I will cheer you up and treat you to a big meal if you win."
"What kind of feast?" Gu Zheng's eyes lit up.
"You pick."
"I don't think the big meals outside are as delicious as the ones you cook..."
"I'm going to ask Sister Yin and Teacher Ouyang if I can borrow their kitchen in the afternoon." Han Zhou said with a chuckle.
"Really?" Gu Zheng looked surprised.
"of course it's true."
"Then I want to eat braised pork and sweet and sour pork ribs!"
"it is good."
"And what's the name of that dish that takes a long time to prepare..."
"Simplified version of Buddha jumping over the wall." Han Zhou reminded.
"Yes, yes, Buddha jumped over the wall! But I wanted to ask before, why is it a simplified version?"
"The full version is too complicated and I will have to study it for a while before I can make it."
Gu Zheng swallowed and said in anticipation: "Then the simplified version..."
"I'll do it for you." Han Zhou smiled.
"Han Zhou, you are so kind!"
Gu Zheng smiled happily, but suddenly she felt something was wrong. She looked at Han Zhou with a wary expression and said suspiciously, "Wait... you don't want to ask me for anything, right?"
Han Zhou's heart trembled: "Why do you think so?"
"intuition."
Seeing his nervous look, Gu Zheng knew that she was right, and said triumphantly, "You must be trying to bribe me with this meal to make me promise you something, right?"
Han Zhou smiled awkwardly and nodded reluctantly: "Yes..."
This reaction was not entirely fake. What he said next was really hard to say.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
Gu Zheng was in a good mood now. She immediately crossed her arms and raised her chin to him, with a heroic expression of "If you have anything to say, just say it."
Han Zhou took a deep breath and said nervously: "You must first make sure you won't be angry after hearing this."
"Angry?" Gu Zheng was stunned, "Why should I be angry?"
She couldn't think of any reason to be angry with him.
Han Zhou was cautious and emphasized again: "Anyway, please make sure you are not angry first."
Gu Zheng became more and more suspicious. After thinking for a long time, she couldn't figure out what Han Zhou wanted to say, so she urged, "Okay, I promise I won't be angry. Just tell me quickly."
"Then I have to say it." Han Zhou hesitated, looking hesitant.
"Ah."
"Otherwise I'd better not say anything..."
"Say!"
After hesitating for a moment, Han Zhou probed: "Do you remember Mo Yixia?"
Gu Zheng's expression froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal, and she said nonchalantly: "Remember, what happened to her?"
Her tone was calm, as if she didn't care about this person's existence, but her clenched fists betrayed her uneasy heart.
Han Zhou pondered for two seconds and then said bravely: "She wants to come to the university on the weekend to visit our school's sports meeting and chat about small things..."
He paid attention to Gu Zheng's expression.
The latter was silent for a moment, the disappointment on his face flashed away, and he forced himself to calm down and said: "Oh, you also told her the little thing? It seems that you have a good relationship."
She tried to look disapproving.
"Yeah." Han Zhou nodded.
The air was quiet for a moment.
Gu Zheng really wanted to ask which question this "hmm" was answering. The uncomfortable feeling in her heart became more and more intense, and she responded impatiently: "Then what?"
Han Zhou smiled bitterly: "No more, I just want to ask your opinion."
"What can I say? She can come whenever she wants. The school is not run by my family, so how can I stop her from coming in?" Gu Zheng snorted coldly and became sulky as expected.
"Aren't I worried that you would mind..." Han Zhou said awkwardly, "After all..."
"Do I mind if you don't let her come?" Gu Zheng interrupted him.
"That's not true..."
"Then why are you asking me?"
The more Gu Zheng listened, the more impatient he became. He wanted to ignore Han Zhou, but when he turned around and saw the bitter and embarrassed smile on the other person's face, he couldn't help but soften his heart.
The anger in her heart subsided a little. After all, it was better for Han Zhou to ask her opinion in advance than to hide it from her. She was more willing to accept Han Zhou's frankness than to deceive.
And in the final analysis, she actually had no intention of being angry with Han Zhou. Perhaps in Han Zhou's view, Noila Mo was just a friend like Senior Zhong Ling. She never minded Han Zhou staying with Senior Zhong Ling. The reason why she didn't I like Mo Yixia just because I regard her as a powerful imaginary enemy.
Gu Zheng knows very well that she is not a perfect person, so emotionally, although she does not lack the courage to compete with other girls, she does not have the determination to win.
She was even a little afraid, because she could still find opportunities to win back after losing other games, but once she could no longer be the number one in Han Zhou's heart, she might lose Han Zhou forever.
She didn't want to lose, so she had to keep winning.
But she still doesn't have a clear answer on how to get the first place in a relationship. If confessing her love means handing in a paper, then she is always worried that the examination of the paper is not thorough enough, so she has not dared to hand in the paper.
Seeing the embarrassed expression on Han Zhou's face, Gu Zheng was a little discouraged. It was not Han Zhou who was at fault, but himself who was not brave enough and dared not hand in the paper.
Obviously the other party gave her a gift engraved with "NO.1", but she was still worried that she would not be the first in his heart.
but--
Gu Zheng suddenly figured out something.
She looked at Han Zhou, there were some things she didn't bother to ask before, but now she had to ask them clearly, her tone softened a little, and she pretended not to care and asked: "Tell me, why do you ask me about Noila Mo?"
Han Zhou knew she would ask this question, so he hesitated and said the answer he had already thought of: "Because I feel like you don't like her very much."
"I don't, I just don't like her." Gu Zheng curled her lips and spoke her mind honestly.
She had no ill feelings towards Noila Mo, but she instinctively felt that she had a close relationship with Han Zhou, and she made no secret of her possessiveness towards Han Zhou. She almost had the word "love rival" written on her head. For such a Naturally, she can't like this person.
"What's the difference between dislike and dislike..." Han Zhou smiled bitterly.
"Who said there is no difference?"
Gu Zheng subconsciously wanted to refute, but was too lazy to cover it up and said unhappily, "Since you know that I don't like her, why do you still mention her to me?"
This question was also expected by Han Zhou. He smiled awkwardly, then took a deep breath and answered sincerely: "Because I hope you two can become friends."
It's better not just to be friends, but to be close and good sisters... He added in his mind, and then secretly cursed his shameless idea.
"Why?" Gu Zheng was stunned.
It has to be said that Gu Zheng is always very patient with Han Zhou. If it were another girl and she learned that the boy she liked wanted to become friends with her love rival, it would be polite not to give him a leg up, let alone be patient. Asked why.
Han Zhou said bravely, "Because as far as I know, you didn't have any other friends before you met me. I think you have some common traits that make us good friends."
Gu Zheng glared at him: "Are you saying I'm not popular?"
Han Zhou laughed dryly: "She is even less popular than you."
"That's pretty much it..."
Gu Zheng nodded with satisfaction, then suddenly realized, frowned and said, "Aren't you still saying that I'm not popular!"