Mask

Chapter 8 Headwind Jasmine (2)
"Lu Jian'er, look at how happy you are." At this moment, Yi Xialing sat at Jian'er's table, "I'm just trying to fool you."

Jian'er moved in a little bit, shrank her head, and muttered softly: "I won't quarrel with you..."

"Mo Yazi." Yi Xialing then leaned her whole body on Masako's table, stared at her right wrist, and cursed gleefully, "You deserve it!"

"Yixaling, I don't want to be hostile to you." Masako looked directly at her, "Can you give up targeting me? I just want to study hard."

"Oh, are you begging me?" Yi Xialing raised her eyebrows, straightened her body, and said loudly to the whole class, "Students!"

The whole class fell silent and focused their attention on her.

"Mo Yazi begged me to let her go, do you think I targeted her?"

The answer is obvious, but no one answers it.

"Yixaling..." Yu Qi turned his head, and was interrupted by her just as he called out her name.

"Squad leader." There was that whining voice again, she jumped off Lu Jian'er's desk, turned a few steps to Yu Qi's desk and sat down, "Why do you always help Mo Yazi, do you like him? "

Mo Yazi took out the books to be used in the next class and put them on the table, with an indifferent expression, as if he was not involved.

Yu Qi still looked at Yi Xialing with that calm expression, and said, "Mo Yazi is the top student in the class, and the class teacher asked me to help her."

When the class bell rang, Yi Xialing rolled her eyes, followed by a slight sigh of relief from the whole class, and sat back to her original position boringly.

"Yixaling really hates..." Lu Jian'er sniffled, and said softly, "She especially likes talking to people in Class [-], Grade [-], and it's like she's very powerful. I hate this kind of people the most!"

"is it?"

"Let me tell you." Lu Jian'er moved closer to her, apparently determined to have a good time, in order to avenge Yi Xialing's arrogance, "I also heard from others that Yi Xia Ling and Class [-] of the third grade all day long. Duan Yousi's mobile phone number is the reason for her relationship with her. Her ultimate goal is Duan Yousi. But...haha, Duan Yousili ignored her. If you want to fight, you have to fight An Qiyan first. Hmm...But she probably knew she couldn't fight, so she went to please An Qiyan, maybe it was to see Duan Yousi..."

5
"Did he say anything to you?" In the women's bathroom, Yu Wenyi brushed her bangs aside in front of the mirror, and asked while looking in the mirror.

"What can he say?" An Qiyan, who was facing the mirror, leaned against the sink, absently arranging her hair, "It was originally his fault."

Yu Wenyi smiled, and put on lip balm on her lips: "I heard that the girl cut her hand, he really didn't know at all? Did he hide it from you?"

"Who knows if he knows." An Qiyan put the phone on the sink, turned around, took the mascara from Yu Wenyi's hand, and skillfully applied it in front of the mirror, "There was no one in sight yesterday afternoon , Wan Ye said he went home. He didn't tell me, and wanted Wan Ye to tell me..." At this point, An Qiyan stopped and asked worriedly, "Do you think he cares about me? ? Don’t tell me anything.”

"You are controlling him too tightly." Yu Wenyi finished applying the lip balm, and then dabbed on a layer of nude lip gloss, "Last time you chased that girl and he happened to see him, and he also caught the smoking incident. Catch it, it's better to rely on him during these days."

"I still don't depend on him? Even my dad depends on him."

Yu Wenyi smiled knowingly, and evenly spread the lip gloss with her fingertips.

An Qiyan stared at the mirror for a long time, then suddenly pushed Yu Wenyi's arm: "It's my birthday the day after tomorrow, what do you think he will give me?"

"Don't worry, every year is very romantic." Yu Wenyi was still busy taking care of her face, and replied perfunctorily.

"The day after tomorrow..." An Qiyan looked at the mirror intently, "My dad said that as long as the day after tomorrow's birthday is over, he can do whatever I want."

……

"I'm going to give it to him."

Yu Wenyi's movement of applying lip gloss froze for a moment, staring at An Qiyan's face in the mirror: "You want to be with him..."

"On my birthday, the night after tomorrow, An Qiyan will completely become Duan Yousi's person."

Yu Wenyi looked at her silently, the light reflected in the mirror was shining brightly, making people's eyes sore.

"I'm only telling you one person now." An Qiyan smiled, "You have to support me."

"I..." Yu Wenyi's voice was hoarse, she paused for a long time, and finally changed the subject, "Help me, my button seems to have fallen off..."

"What button?"

"Go in and get it..." She pulled An Qiyan into the room, "The button of the underwear at the back is a little loose."

The water droplets condensed from the faucet fell vertically with a "tick", and quickly slid across the white jade wall, clear and clean, leaving no trace.

Bright lamps, bright mirrors, the screen of An Qiyan's mobile phone placed on the sink has not yet dimmed...

After school, Lu Jianer took Masako to the school's dance studio.

The door is made of walnut wood, and it makes a "squeak" sound when it is pushed open. In the bright space, a slanting sun gently sprinkles on the floor.

"This is the rehearsal classroom of our school's art department, and it is also the most unique classroom in our school. Look out the window!"

Lu Jianer was leaning on the window sill of the dance studio, and Masako followed her gaze.The clumps of silver osmanthus outside the window are very beautiful, and when the wind blows, the quiet fragrance overflows.

"Isn't it?" Lu Jian'er smiled happily, just in time to see the faint halo on Masako's hair, "Masako, your hair is so beautiful!"

She smiled slightly and looked around: "It's really nice here."

"Yeah." Lu Jian'er nodded, "I used to like to come here, with Xi'er."

"Xi'er?"

"Hamadaxi, my best friend." Lu Jian'er took a deep breath, closed her eyes and smiled as she recalled, "She must be doing well now."

"Where did she go?"

"I don't know." Lu Jian'er turned around and looked up at the clear blue sky outside the window. "She changed schools half a year ago. She might be walking on the campus in Cambridge, or spinning and dancing on the stage of the Golden Hall in Vienna."

"She can dance?"

"Well, she is the best ballet girl in our school, and many boys like her."

"You made me want to see her very much." Masako put her hands on the window sill, "What kind of person is she?"

"Hmm..." Lu Jian'er tilted her head, and it took her a long time to organize her words, "She's very good, and she likes to be clean... well, she's also pretty, and she's very good to everyone... Anyway, she's very good! "

It turned out that Lu Jian'er also had times when she couldn't organize her words well.

She smiled, turned her back against the window sill, and said, "Understood."

Lu Jian'er's ears were slightly red, and she also turned around and leaned against the window sill.

"Hey!"

At this time, a male voice suddenly came from outside the window to break the beautiful atmosphere.Lu Jian'er was startled, turned her head to look, and screamed: "Yan Chen?"

"Where is An Qiyan's classroom?" The boy stood under the window and went straight to the point.

5
"Masako, you know what happened yesterday..."

In the early morning, as soon as Masako put her schoolbag on the table, Lu Jianer raised her head and said to her in a low voice and mysteriously.

She glanced at Lu Jian'er and motioned for her to continue.

"Didn't Yan Chen talk to An Qi yesterday, and Wan Ye happened to see it. Wan Ye told Duan Yousi, but Yan Chen was almost punished. Do you know what Yan Chen said at that time?"

"What?" She asked following Lu Jian'er's words.

"He said that it was An Qiyan who sent him a text message to see him, and that Duan Yousi couldn't manage his own woman well."

"Jane." She sat down on the seat, "Who did you hear that from?"

"Hey." Lu Jian'er suddenly became proud, "I heard from the people at Yi Xia Ling that they were talking about this early in the morning. I hope Yan Chen will never say that I told An Qi. Where is Yan, I swear I really didn't know that An Qiyan met Duan Yousi behind his back...I'm very innocent, Masako, right?"

"No one said anything about you." She looked at Jian'er's serious expression and replied with a smile.

"Ding……"

The class bell rang, much faster than before.

Lu Jianer frowned, and after grinding her teeth for a long time, she slapped the table and shouted, "The bell for the exam!"

Yes, the exam is over!
Devilish end-of-month exam!
It's killing me!

"What to do, what to do..." Lu Jian'er fidgeted, flipping through the books with both hands, "I didn't read anything, I'm dead!"

The head teacher with a stack of test papers came into the classroom, put the tea cup he was carrying on the podium, and then began to distribute the test papers.

The atmosphere in the class was extremely depressing, and the sounds of chattering and tearing up drafts were even more disturbing.

Masako looked at her right wrist wrapped in gauze, feeling a little complicated.

Time passed minute by minute.

The exam time is 45 minutes in total, which is the time of one class. When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, there was a rustle of test papers being collected in the classroom.Someone slammed the table heavily, and someone sighed and handed the test paper to the podium.

Lu Jian'er bit her pen and thought hard, but still refused to hand in the paper.

Yu Qi stood beside the podium calmly and helped the head teacher sort out the test papers.

Yi Xialing seemed to have handed in a blank paper, and the teacher in charge glared at her with a dark face.

Masako put down her pen, folded the test paper, got up and walked to the podium.

"Masako." As soon as she put the test paper in Yu Qi's hands, the head teacher kindly stopped her, "Does it feel easy?"

Her smile was very weak, and it slid across the corner of her lips forcefully: "Fortunately..."

Five minutes before class, the head teacher finally collected all the papers and left the classroom.But as soon as he left, several girls stood at the door of Class 5, Grade [-], and slammed on the classroom door.

It was the two third-grade girls again.

The students who were fighting in the class looked at each other and whispered softly, Lu Jian'er nervously squeezed Masako's hand: "Why are you here again..."

She went about her business nonchalantly.

"Yixaling, come out!" one of the girls shouted.

"Huh?" Lu Jian'er felt a little puzzled.

"What?" Yi Xialing was even more surprised.

"Come out!" The girl's tone became very scary, "Yixaling."

Masako opened the math book and began to look for questions similar to the test paper.

"Who, who is looking for me?" Yi Xia Ling's usual arrogance disappeared in an instant, and her voice trembled.

"Student Council." The girl said.

"What did I do..."

"You can make it clear when you go."

"I……"

"go!"

Yi Xialing's group of friends looked at each other two by two, and they didn't dare to make a sound. Lu Jian'er was obviously puzzled: "What did Yi Xialing do?"

"I don't know." Masako twirled the pen between her fingers, "Maybe she deserves it."

Afterwards, Yi Xialing never came back. The only movement was that her sisters received a phone call and skipped class together with her bag and belongings.

That call must have been from Yi Xialing.

"I know!" At noon, Lu Jian'er ran back excitedly with the gossip, "Yixaling is so bold, she secretly used An Qiyan's mobile phone to send text messages to Yan Chen yesterday, and An Qiyan found out this morning It seems that I have been taught a bad lesson, and I dare not even go back to the classroom!"

"Isn't An Qiyan the one who sent the text message?" She responded casually, and took out the exercise book from the bottom of the book to prepare for the questions.

"An Qiyan's mobile phone has never saved Yan Chen's number. These are also told by the third graders. I have been following behind to eavesdrop. It's hard work!"

Masako did a question, frowned, let go of the pen, and tapped her right wrist with her left hand.

Seeing it, Lu Jianer asked with concern, "Does your hand hurt?"

"Tired," she said.

"Did you use a lot of strength when you made that test paper just now?"

"It's not much use..."

"I'm going to be miserable." Lu Jian'er scratched her hair in pain, "I did so badly in the exam, I have to go to the office!"

Exam papers are handed out before the exam.

When the class teacher handed out the last test paper, he deliberately walked to Mo Yazi's desk, and gently placed the test paper on her desk, which was so light that it made people feel heavy.

She silently looked at the two dark red numbers in the upper right corner of the test paper, stroked her right wrist with her left hand, and felt the rough texture of the gauze.

"I don't know if you can't do it or..." the head teacher said with a sigh.

Lu Jian'er wanted to say that Masako's right hand couldn't write well, that's why she left out those high-score questions that involved a lot of calculations, but the head teacher's eyes were so sharp that Jian'er didn't dare to do anything other than bow her head.

The No.1 this time is Yu Qi, with 149 points, and also the first in the grade.

(End of this chapter)