“Understand, thank you, brother.”
Walking on teaching building, Su Xiao Ming hangs up, turns around and uses a heavy tone to report his investigation: “Classmate* Lin, Pei Zhi is having a lecture on the mid-term examination in Classroom 101, Zhi Yuan Building, and the class is about to dismiss.” (*fellow friend “同学”)
Lin Zhao Xi is standing next to him, holding the telephone pole, her legs are shaky.
Before dusk, the clouds are as red as fire in the skyline, the sound of the bicycle bell rings everywhere. She looks at the direction of Zhi Yuan Building, the majority part of the red wall is covered by Boston ivy vine, revealing only a translucent glass window.
All 101 classrooms are the largest lecture halls in the building, including more than 200 seats. She has to go to this kind of situation to ask Pei Zhi about one interesting intellectual problem, doesn’t she? (in case you don’t understand, “this kind of situation” refers to the fact that our dear Zhao Xi has to ask Pei Zhi in front of a lot of people).
It is so desperate.
Along the way, Su Xiao Ming is also highly nervous, babbling to her the news he has just heard of.
For example, they are quite lucky today, normally Pei Zhi does not come to school, and today he was temporarily made to deliver a lecture by the teachers. Another thing is that Classroom 101 is now full of people, after the school bell rings they had better wait ten minutes before going in. And in case it doesn’t work out, they can also entrust other people to ask Pei Zhi to find a place to meet privately. But Pei Zhi is still teaching, the estimated waiting time will be longer, thus it will be pretty unnecessary.
Lin Zhao Xi silently listens, and she accidentally leads a great crowd of people behind to enter Zhi Yuan Building.
On the opposite side of Classroom 101 is the teaching building, ochre-colored door is merely closed, staying at the end of the eyesight. A bit of light is coming out of the door, as if it will be blown by the wind at any moment…
Lin Zhao Xi does not know what she was thinking herself, but when she regains consciousness, she is standing in the doorway. She can’t help being surprised, oh god what is this, getting in before the class dismisses?
Standing next to her, Su Xiao Ming gasps and admiringly looks at her: “Miss?” (again, female upperclassman“学姐”)
“…”
“The bell hasn’t rung yet, and we’re going in like this…… Isn’t it, not very good?”
It is terribly bad!
Lin Zhao Xi pulls back her hand on the door and takes a step back.
“Let’s wait at the back door, don’t need be so ostentatious!”
Behind her, everyone is dumbstruck.
“Miss, … You…”
Su Xiao Ming cannot help but to use honorific: “…Aren’t you nervous?”
Lin Zhao Xi: “To be honest, my hand is shaking.”
In her memory, just after she has said that, the bell rings.
It could have been the sound rumbling through the ground, but it is unexpectedly silent like magic, the air is instantly drained, as if vacuum, there is no sound at all.
Subsequently.
The bell stops, the wind blows the wall of green leaves, and comes the sound of chalk calmly being put down.
The voice which is as gentle as water emerges from behind the door and slowly penetrates the entire world.
“That’s all for last question, class dismiss.”
Her heart beats very fast, the world on the other side of the door is instantly lit.
The tumultuous footsteps, people chatting and laughing, a great crowd creating noises.
Lin Zhao Xi is a bit phased out; she still has to wait a little longer to go in.
But at this moment, squeaks a noise. The door in front of her is widely opened, and the bright sunlight illuminates her.
At first glance, she sees the glowing red clouds in the sky outside the window.
And the man standing on the podium.
…
Miserable.
That is Lin Zhao Xi’s first reaction.
Her limbs are stiff, her heart beats too fast, and the noises inside her head prevent her from organizing her thoughts. Therefore, she can only stand at the spot, staring at Pei Zhi.
Pei Zhi is also looking at her.
One hand is resting on the podium, half of his body is leaning; there are students standing in front of the platform, he stands in a higher place than them, making their eyes slowly meet.
What dark and tranquil, profound and deep, none of the adjectives she thinks of to describe his eyes are accurate. Lin Zhao Xi only feels that those eyes could not have been clearer.
He knows who he is, and he always knows what he is. Absolutely not at a loss, neither indecisive, this is lucid.
Looking at those eyes, Lin Zhao Xi also regains consciousness.
The time is as short as taking soda lemonade from the freezer in a sultry afternoon.
Lin Zhao Xi arranges her emotions and walks to Pei Zhi.
She pats the boys in front of her who is looking at Pei Zhi, gesturing him to move slightly to the other side.
Pei Zhi is listening to another girl’s question, his sight moves back, no longer looking at her.
After the girl’s question ends, Pei Zhi takes the pen from the podium and slowly writes on paper.
His fingers are slender, the knuckle of his middle finger has a noticeable callus, he writes down lines after lines, carefully solves the problem.
The girl is confused first, and then she suddenly understands, happily says thank to Pei Zhi.
Pei Zhi nods, with too many people around, so he stops there, and continues listening to the next questions.
Although he only comes as a substitute, and in a noisy environment, but his face does not show a hint of impatience to his underclassmen.
This is the way it should be, so he tries his best to do his duty.
Lin Zhao Xi stays with him for a while and she can understand Pei Zhi’s attitude.
Probably influenced by Pei Zhi, the atmosphere in the lecture hall is calmed down.
If they want to look at Pei Zhi, they sit in their own seats; if they want to ask him questions, they queue a line in front of the podium; there are also people leaving, the classroom returns to normal, becoming an ordinary after class.
“Understand, thank you, brother.”
Walking on teaching building, Su Xiao Ming hangs up, turns around and uses a heavy tone to report his investigation: “Classmate* Lin, Pei Zhi is having a lecture on the mid-term examination in Classroom 101, Zhi Yuan Building, and the class is about to dismiss.” (*fellow friend “同学”)
Lin Zhao Xi is standing next to him, holding the telephone pole, her legs are shaky.
Before dusk, the clouds are as red as fire in the skyline, the sound of the bicycle bell rings everywhere. She looks at the direction of Zhi Yuan Building, the majority part of the red wall is covered by Boston ivy vine, revealing only a translucent glass window.
All 101 classrooms are the largest lecture halls in the building, including more than 200 seats. She has to go to this kind of situation to ask Pei Zhi about one interesting intellectual problem, doesn’t she? (in case you don’t understand, “this kind of situation” refers to the fact that our dear Zhao Xi has to ask Pei Zhi in front of a lot of people).
It is so desperate.
Along the way, Su Xiao Ming is also highly nervous, babbling to her the news he has just heard of.
For example, they are quite lucky today, normally Pei Zhi does not come to school, and today he was temporarily made to deliver a lecture by the teachers. Another thing is that Classroom 101 is now full of people, after the school bell rings they had better wait ten minutes before going in. And in case it doesn’t work out, they can also entrust other people to ask Pei Zhi to find a place to meet privately. But Pei Zhi is still teaching, the estimated waiting time will be longer, thus it will be pretty unnecessary.
Lin Zhao Xi silently listens, and she accidentally leads a great crowd of people behind to enter Zhi Yuan Building.
On the opposite side of Classroom 101 is the teaching building, ochre-colored door is merely closed, staying at the end of the eyesight. A bit of light is coming out of the door, as if it will be blown by the wind at any moment…
Lin Zhao Xi does not know what she was thinking herself, but when she regains consciousness, she is standing in the doorway. She can’t help being surprised, oh god what is this, getting in before the class dismisses?
Standing next to her, Su Xiao Ming gasps and admiringly looks at her: “Miss?” (again, female upperclassman“学姐”)
“…”
“The bell hasn’t rung yet, and we’re going in like this…… Isn’t it, not very good?”
It is terribly bad!
Lin Zhao Xi pulls back her hand on the door and takes a step back.
“Let’s wait at the back door, don’t need be so ostentatious!”
Behind her, everyone is dumbstruck.
“Miss, … You…”
Su Xiao Ming cannot help but to use honorific: “…Aren’t you nervous?”
Lin Zhao Xi: “To be honest, my hand is shaking.”
In her memory, just after she has said that, the bell rings.
It could have been the sound rumbling through the ground, but it is unexpectedly silent like magic, the air is instantly drained, as if vacuum, there is no sound at all.
Subsequently.
The bell stops, the wind blows the wall of green leaves, and comes the sound of chalk calmly being put down.
The voice which is as gentle as water emerges from behind the door and slowly penetrates the entire world.
“That’s all for last question, class dismiss.”
Her heart beats very fast, the world on the other side of the door is instantly lit.
The tumultuous footsteps, people chatting and laughing, a great crowd creating noises.
Lin Zhao Xi is a bit phased out; she still has to wait a little longer to go in.
But at this moment, squeaks a noise. The door in front of her is widely opened, and the bright sunlight illuminates her.
At first glance, she sees the glowing red clouds in the sky outside the window.
And the man standing on the podium.
…
Miserable.
That is Lin Zhao Xi’s first reaction.
Her limbs are stiff, her heart beats too fast, and the noises inside her head prevent her from organizing her thoughts. Therefore, she can only stand at the spot, staring at Pei Zhi.
Pei Zhi is also looking at her.
One hand is resting on the podium, half of his body is leaning; there are students standing in front of the platform, he stands in a higher place than them, making their eyes slowly meet.
What dark and tranquil, profound and deep, none of the adjectives she thinks of to describe his eyes are accurate. Lin Zhao Xi only feels that those eyes could not have been clearer.
He knows who he is, and he always knows what he is. Absolutely not at a loss, neither indecisive, this is lucid.
Looking at those eyes, Lin Zhao Xi also regains consciousness.
The time is as short as taking soda lemonade from the freezer in a sultry afternoon.
Lin Zhao Xi arranges her emotions and walks to Pei Zhi.
She pats the boys in front of her who is looking at Pei Zhi, gesturing him to move slightly to the other side.
Pei Zhi is listening to another girl’s question, his sight moves back, no longer looking at her.
After the girl’s question ends, Pei Zhi takes the pen from the podium and slowly writes on paper.
His fingers are slender, the knuckle of his middle finger has a noticeable callus, he writes down lines after lines, carefully solves the problem.
The girl is confused first, and then she suddenly understands, happily says thank to Pei Zhi.
Pei Zhi nods, with too many people around, so he stops there, and continues listening to the next questions.
Although he only comes as a substitute, and in a noisy environment, but his face does not show a hint of impatience to his underclassmen.
This is the way it should be, so he tries his best to do his duty.
Lin Zhao Xi stays with him for a while and she can understand Pei Zhi’s attitude.
Probably influenced by Pei Zhi, the atmosphere in the lecture hall is calmed down.
If they want to look at Pei Zhi, they sit in their own seats; if they want to ask him questions, they queue a line in front of the podium; there are also people leaving, the classroom returns to normal, becoming an ordinary after class.
