"Say hello during class? I already saw you, that's enough." Ye Qingli didn't even look at him when she said this.
"..." He was rendered speechless.
Xiao Yu cleared his throat and said, "I just came to remind you that last time you threw up on me, you still haven't returned my jacket."
So he came to ask for something. Although Xu Yan's eyes were still on the book, her ears were perked up.
His reminder jolted Ye Qingli's memory. She had washed the jacket, dried it, and put it in a bag. Originally, she planned to return it to him as soon as possible, but maybe she was still a little angry at him, so she didn't mention it.
Then she forgot.
Ye Qingli paused. She hadn't worn makeup recently, so the blush on her fair skin was especially noticeable. She spoke slowly: "Can I go back after class to get it for you? Are you in a hurry?"
"I'm in a hurry. I want to wear it right now." Xiao Yu crossed his arms and leaned back against the chair, producing a dull thud as his backbone hit the hard backrest. He looked up, staring straight at her.
"..." Knowing he was teasing her, Ye Qingli still blushed. She turned her head away, refusing to look at him. Seeing this, Xiao Yu leaned in again to tease her more. But this time, Ye Qingli learned to strike first—she slipped her hand under his arm.
Xiao Yu didn't react in time to what she was doing. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the teacher at the podium clear his throat into the small microphone. "This student over there, do you have a question?"
"Teacher, he seems to have a question for you," Ye Qingli said loudly.
"Ah, a question? Having a question is a good thing. This student has a very positive learning attitude. Even in college, he hasn't slacked off. You students in the back row who are playing around should really learn from him."
Old Baldy smiled broadly and walked over. He usually went home right after class, never paying attention to anything outside, let alone forum gossip. He didn't know Xiao Yu at all, only seeing him as a diligent, inquisitive student.
For a moment, the air was silent. Xiao Yu never imagined he would be set up by Ye Qingli one day. He had to stand up slowly. Just as he tried to glance at Ye Qingli's book, out of the corner of his eye, he saw her close it—so fast it left an afterimage.
"..." It was hard not to think she was settling a personal score.
Luckily, Xu Yan was slow on the uptake. She was one of those who liked to mark things in textbooks. Xiao Yu glanced down and said: "Teacher, I didn't understand why Section A, number 33 chose C."
"Number 33?" Old Baldy was taken aback and adjusted his glasses. "I haven't covered that part yet."
Xiao Yu: "..."
Ye Qingli couldn't hold it in anymore. She buried her face on the desk, her shoulders shaking with laughter. Xu Yan might be slow, but she had a habit of doing the later exercises before the teacher explained them, so she could quickly figure out where she went wrong.
Xiao Yu thought he was clever, but he had actually asked the dumbest question.
Old Baldy glanced at Xu Yan's book and understood. His expression changed. "What's your name?"
"Hahaha, he's about to be marked!" Xu Qingsong couldn't help laughing at his deserved misfortune. He shouldn't have squeezed to the front. Now he's going to get scolded. Xiao Yu originally didn't want to resist, but when he turned and saw his gloating look, his face turned cold. "Xu Qingsong."
"..."
Now it was Xu Yan's turn to laugh.
"And you, what are you laughing at? The classroom is a serious place. Laughing so loudly—what are you trying to do?" Old Baldy had assumed Xiao Yu was Xu Qingsong, silently repeated the name, then turned to him. "And you, what's your name?"
Got himself dragged into watching the excitement. Xu Qingsong had no choice but to stand up reluctantly. He was just about to say his name was Xiao Yu, but when he looked down at the person next to him whose face was turning red from holding in laughter...
Without batting an eye, he said: "Teacher, hello. My name is Liu Xu."
Liu Xu: "?"
He hadn't said anything!
Old Baldy glanced at him again. Liu Xu was furious. Good brothers—if one dies, we all die. He was just about to stand up and say his name was Xiao Yu when Old Baldy turned around again. "Alright, I've remembered the names. Sit down for now. I'll grade your final exam based on your subsequent performance."
Then Old Baldy walked off.
The magnetic voice of Old Baldy echoed in the classroom again. At this moment, they were in sync. The four of them bent over the desk in unison, laughing, except for Liu Xu, whose molars were nearly ground to dust.
"You guys are real dogs!"