Different Frequencies

In Class One's area, Jiang Wei had left early, and their class didn't even qualify for the finals this morning.

In particular, the class president, Yu Qingyin, had an unpleasant expression. She was usually smiling, but at this moment her expression had fallen and she didn't chat with other students.

The students of Class One thought that their president was unhappy because of their unsatisfactory results in the competition, so some boys gathered their courage to flock around her in an attempt to comfort her by conveying a friendly mood.

Yu Qingyin sat in the middle; tears fell instantly as she sobbed softly. The boys around were in a hurry, and some girls who were good friends with Yu Qingyin began to push the boys away and comfort her in a low voice.

Class Two next door saw this scene, and their happy atmosphere began to dissipate. Some students turned their heads to take a look at the situation, and spontaneously began to disperse.

"Okay, don't forget about the competition at 2:30 in the afternoon. Now let's go get lunch and rest." The class president didn't want to continue dragging everyone to have fun together and began to disband.

Zhi Ying, Han Jiaojiao, and the other two went outside the school for lunch together, and then they disbanded and headed back to their own dormitories to rest.

It was just that Zhi Ying hadn't even rested for a while when her break was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Turning over from the bed, Zhi Ying put on her coat and walked to the door to open it.

"You... need something?" Zhi Ying looked at Yu Qingyin outside the door in surprise.

Yu Qingyin smiled weakly as she requested, "Can I come in?"

Zhi Ying was not wary of girls, and she immediately retreated two steps to let Yu Qingyin come in.

Yu Qingyin looked at the bedroom quietly; it was mostly empty and could even be called simple. Of the four bunks, only the bottom bunk on the right was occupied, and the other bunks were all empty. She could even see the bare bed frames.

Only the desk was brimming with various exercise books and a pile of thick books. Their covers were blocked, and they were placed inwards. Yu Qingyin couldn't see what type of books they were.

"Classmate, what's the matter?" Zhi Ying didn't understand why the Class One president had come to her instead of going to their own class president?

"Classmate Zhi Ying, are you familiar with Jiang Wei?" Yu Qingyin asked tentatively.

Zhi Ying gazed at the class president from the class next door who was still looking around at her room, and said patiently, "We have a pretty good relationship."

Zhi Ying thought that it was pretty good, and Jiang Wei always lent a helping hand when she was in trouble.

Yu Qingyin's face sank where Zhi Ying couldn't see, and when she turned back, she smiled sweetly and said, "I've never heard Jiang Wei mention Classmate Zhi."

She deliberately said something plausible.

But Zhi Ying didn't understand what Yu Qingyin was here for. She asked in confusion, "Why would he mention me?"

However, one thought immediately came to her mind, 'Could it be because I haven't paid back the money yet?'

Yu Qingyin's eyes were gloomy as she queried, "Yes, why would he mention Classmate Zhi?"

Zhi Ying couldn't stand Yu Qingyin's way of going around without directly saying the main point, so she yawned and asked again, "Classmate Yu Qingyin, is there anything else you need me to do?"

As if she couldn't tell that Zhi Ying wanted to sleep, Yu Qingyin continued, "Classmate Zhi and our class are competitors, and I hope you don't get too close to Jiang Wei. If you always pester Jiang Wei, it will be very annoying and cause trouble for him."

"Did Jiang Wei ask you to say this to me?" Zhi Ying suddenly became serious when she heard this.

Of course Yu Qingyin didn't dare to lie directly, she could only reply vaguely, "You always have to pester Jiang Wei, and he is kind-hearted and unwilling to reject you. As the class president, I hope Classmate Zhi can stop pestering the best student in our class. Jiang Wei needs time to study, I hope Classmate Zhi understands."

If Jiang Wei had heard those words, only god knows how much of a negative opinion he would have of Yu Qingyin. Luckily, he wasn't here and Zhi Ying wasn't very smart when it came to matters involving complex human emotions.

"Oh." Zhi Ying breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Jiang Wei didn't ask Yu Qingyin to come. "It's okay, I don't go to him often. I only go to him when I need something. I usually don't disturb Jiang Wei's studies."

"This is not a question of whether it will disturb Jiang Wei's study!" Yu Qingyin subconsciously raised her voice.

"Then what's the problem?" Zhi Ying stared blankly at the class president from the class next door. She thought that she must have poor math grades, and she couldn't even figure out the most basic logical relationships.

"You!" Yu Qingyin felt that Zhi Ying must be pretending to be stupid, "I saw today that you deliberately pestered Jiang Wei to ask him to buy things for you. But everything was obviously already in the backup area. Is it really good for you to do this?"

"I didn't do it on purpose." Zhi Ying explained, "I just forgot to bring money, and there was no water in the backup area, so I borrowed money from Jiang Wei."

'Shameless!' Yu Qingyin gritted her teeth tightly, and thought with hatred in her heart, she didn't expect Zhi Ying to look so honest, but had so many small thoughts.

In the end, the conversation was like apples and oranges. Yu Qingyin was angered out of the dormitory, but Zhi Ying was still confused, and slowly hid under the quilt to continue her lunch break.

The competitions lasted for three days, and Zhi Ying spent the rest of the time writing her own topics except when she or one of her four friends had to compete.

She also tried to help with writing a broadcast script, but was driven away by the representative of the language arts class in disgust.

There was still a day of rest after the sports meeting. After a discussion, Zhao Qian and the others decided to go to Han Jiaojiao's house for a meal together.

Lao Han also went to the market early to buy vegetables, ready to show off his cooking skills to his students.

The four of them were sitting in the living room watching TV, listening to Li Ge talk about the gossip he had collected, from one school to another, from students to teachers.

"Li Ge, don't choose any major in the future. Just be a paparazzi, and you will definitely become an excellent and dedicated paparazzi king," Han Jiaojiao said with contempt.

"What's wrong with the paparazzi? Without the paparazzi, there is no way you can get your entertainment and news." Li Ge said solemnly, "My dream really is to be a capable and disciplined paparazzi."

Lao Han came over with a plate of fruit and couldn't help but smile. "Li Ge, if you want to be a paparazzi, you're not afraid that the principal will break your leg?"

Zhao Qian stretched out his skilled hand and consciously ate the fruit as he teased jokingly, "What's the matter with him being the paparazzi and the principal?"

"His son wants to be a paparazzi, wouldn't he be angry?" Lao Han sat down and planned to chat with his students for a while.

"..."

"Whose son?" Han Jiaojiao exclaimed in shock, suddenly feeling the same as how her friends felt at her family revelation.