Volume 2 High School - The Years of White Clothes Chapter 31

  The next day at school, Ai Zi Qing suddenly found that her desk was filled with colorful envelopes, and she looked at Tang Luo in confusion who was trying to hold back his laughter.

  "Haha, cough, deskmate, these are the love letters sent to you by your various 'fans'." Tang Luo couldn't help but laugh when he saw Ai Zi Qing.

  "Fans of various routes?" Ai Zi Qing read out word by word.

  "I heard that at the beach party, you sang a song and mesmerized a large number of alumni, who exclaimed that you sing better than SY. When will I have the chance to hear it?" Tang Luo didn't attend the trip due to family matters.

  Ai Zi Qing's face was covered in sweat, and she casually opened an envelope to scan it roughly. It turned out that it was a letter from a senior student in the second year of high school, praising Ai Zi Qing's singing voice, admiring her temperament, and hoping to make friends with her... After scanning through them briefly, Ai Zi Qing picked up all the envelopes and threw them directly into the class trash can under the gaze of her classmates. She knew that this approach might attract criticism, but it was also unavoidable.

  As expected, Vice Class Monitor Shi Ran saw this scene and coldly laughed in her seat "What's so great about her? She just sang a broken song, why didn't she show off like this before?" In fact, Shi Ran had always looked down on Class Monitor Ai Zi Qing. Although Ai Zi Qing entered First Middle School with excellent grades as the provincial champion, hadn't her grades been slipping after entering school? Moreover, Ai Zi Qing gave her a feeling of being too quiet and reserved, what made someone like this capable of becoming class monitor?

  If that's the case, then Ai Zi Qing wouldn't be able to hear it, and it's not just Shi Ran, many girls have thought this way too. Because apart from her looks being somewhat delicate and likable, there really isn't anything special about Ai Zi Qing, yet she can follow Su Hei Xu Jian and other school celebrities around all day, causing everyone to secretly scold her behind her back. And now she's even stirring up a storm in the school, attracting many boys' secret admiration, how can the girls bear it?

  Before the emotional letter incident had passed, during the morning class of Class 1-2, many small heads suddenly appeared outside the window, tiptoeing and stretching their necks to peek inside the classroom. The object of their gaze was undoubtedly Ai Zi Qing herself.

  This went on for a whole morning, and Ai Ziying thought to herself: I remember that young people nowadays should be quite shy, how can they be so bold?

  She never expected that in this era, although most boys and girls were shy and introverted, they would also go crazy for chasing stars. At this time, you could even see posters of Nicholas Tse all over the classroom, and when talking about celebrities, their screams were no less than those of later generations, and even more so.

  Ai Zi Qing became famous with one song at the beach party, playing guitar with a slightly melancholic temperament, elegant and pleasant singing voice, lyrics that were parting but not sad, all tightly grasped the hearts of everyone present. Which high school student can interpret the sense of vicissitudes so intoxicatingly? So after school started, Ai Zi Qing's song spread more and more wildly, to the point where someone said it was because Liu Fei left, Ai Zi Qing dedicated a song, the two secretly agreed to meet again next time, their feelings already set. This rumor came out, shattering the hearts of so many boys and girls...

  Under the star-chasing craze sweeping through school, Ai Zi Qing remained as calm and collected as ever, only starting to pay attention in class, taking notes, and after class, simply accompanying Liu Ye Wang Le Le to buy some snacks at the cafeteria. At noon, she still had lunch with Su Xi Xu Jian and others. She has now blended into this small group, and when they have nothing better to do, they would go drink a couple of beers, play cards, or sit in the grandstand seats by the basketball court, watching those boys who were pouring their youth and sweat into the game, radiating unparalleled passion...in this autumn of 1997.

  One afternoon, Xue Mei once again blocked Ai Zi Qing who was walking back from the toilet, this is already the fifth time this month!

  Ai Zi Qing looked at the proud little woman in front of her and said helplessly, "I've already said it many times, I really don't have time."

  "I don't care, can't you spare even one hour a day? I'm telling you, this is already my limit!" Xue Wei said with her head held high.

  These days, Xue Mei repeatedly surrounded Ai Zi Qing, saying that she wanted Ai Zi Qing to tutor her, not only in studies but also in her way of life and behavior. This made Ai Zi Qing feel extremely annoyed. Perhaps because Xu Jian liked girls like Ai Zi Qing, Xue Mei wanted to imitate her behavior? Didn't Xue Mei have many men around her already? Wasn't Xu Jian just one of her targets? Why was she so fixated on him?

  Xue Mei's actions made Ai Zi Qing feel both helpless and amused, what kind of woman is this? What is inside her brain? Is it porridge? Can she really think of such a stupid method?

  No matter how Ai Zi Qing refused, Xue Mei still came to her doorstep every other day, insisting on her own way.

  "Suit yourself, I don't have anything to teach you, if you want to learn, just look at it yourself." Ai Zi Qing rolled her eyes and walked back to class, not seeing Xue Mei's triumphant smile behind her.

  Xue Mei saw herself in a difficult situation with Ai Zi Qing, and her mood brightened, with a smile at the corner of her mouth. It's no wonder Xue Mei had such low demands, as she was actually impressed by Ai Zi Qing's calm and collected words during their previous encounters over the past two months, which made her feel frustrated but also somewhat admiring and fond of him. This feeling made her secretly scold herself for being an idiot, so she repeatedly provoked him until she finally saw Ai Zi Qing looking helpless, and she felt like she had finally won. She couldn't help but feel happy about it.

  That day after school, Xue Mei refused the car that came to pick her up at home and followed Ai Zi Qing back home. She sat on Ai's small bed, pouting "It's so small! What if you fall off at night?" Before Ai could speak, she ran into the living room and opened the refrigerator, exclaiming "Heavens! Your fridge only has two layers? Drinks, vegetables, meat...and fermented bean paste are all put together? How can this be drunk?!"

  After finishing, close the refrigerator, pick up the remote control on the sofa, look around for something, and say with a twitching mouth corner "Your home doesn't even have air conditioning!?"

  "If you don't like it, then go back home, nobody welcomes you." Ai Zi Qing changed into her pajamas, took a piece of watermelon from the refrigerator and walked to the kitchen to cut it.

  "You... humph! Just pretend to experience the life of laboring people, cut two slices for me too!" Xue Mei let out a snort, not forgetting to glance at Ai Zi Qing's hand holding the watermelon.

  Jiang Qin has been obsessed with mahjong for the past two days, going to the mahjong club downstairs every day to play a few rounds. Ai Guohua should be on his way home at this time and hasn't arrived yet. Ai Ziqing and Xue Mei are eating watermelon in the living room while watching TV.

  Halfway through, Xue Wei suddenly said in a low voice, "Are you and Xu Jian together?"

  "What?" Ai Zi Qing looked at the TV and asked.

  "Is it you... is that what you meant?" Xue Mei's face turned a bit red.

  "Pffft!" Ai Zi Qing spat out, "What's always on this woman's mind?"

  "So that's it? I said, how could Xu Jian fall for someone with your figure." Xue Mei returned to her haughty demeanor, scanning Ai Zi Qing up and down before curling her lip in disdain.

  This woman...

  Ai Zi Qing was too lazy to bother with her, and before Ai Guo Hua returned home, she chased Xue Mei away, closed the door, and suddenly smiled.

  It seems this woman is not as hopeless as others said.