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Date: October 7
"Still pretending not to recognize me, I wonder what Zhao Liang is thinking." Sneaking out of the Activity Room and into the classroom, Yang Xiaoyou was a bit bored and took out his Second-hand Foot to play with while his mind wandered.
As for Zhao Liang's thoughts, Yang Xiaoyou found them somewhat elusive. Undoubtedly, Zhao Liang's abilities were impressive; perhaps his combat skills were only at a standard mercenary level. However, his capacity for secondary analysis of information and associative thinking was exceptionally strong. It was likely that Zhao Chen learned many things from his older brother, only to surpass him in the end.
Was he fishing for big catches with a long line? Or was he simply not concerned with the affairs of those outside his position? Perhaps he had no intention of targeting this big sister at all. Whatever the case, it wasn't my business; why worry about it so much? Yang Xiaoyou felt a bit frustrated with his own tendency to overthink. Whenever something came to mind, it would trigger an involuntary analysis, even distracting him from playing games.
"Wow, hidden plot? That's sharp." Just as Yang Xiaoyou was about to shake off these subconscious associations, Huang Wei's strange voice broke through.
"There aren't any guides online yet; tell me the steps." After staring at Yang Xiaoyou's screen for a moment, Huang Wei approached sneakily.
However, Yang Xiaoyou wanted nothing more than to smack him. Based on conversations with their homeroom teacher, it was clear that only their own group would be accepting volunteers. It was obvious that this guy had sold him out without hesitation, just like the others.
Although he knew Sun Jun was targeting him because of his connection to Chen Hao, even if they hadn't sold him out, it would have been hard to fool anyone. Still, being sold out so quickly and easily left Yang Xiaoyou feeling frustrated; he wished someone would stand up for him.
"No way, figure it out yourself." After gritting his teeth, Yang Xiaoyou replied curtly.
Just as Huang Wei was about to start pestering him, a student wearing a red armband passed by the back door and turned around to scold them. "What are you doing? Playing games?"
Hearing this, Yang Xiaoyou turned his head and weakly said, "Classmate, please take a look at the school rules. During free time, students can do anything they want as long as it doesn't disturb others. There are so many people with notebooks; what's wrong with me bringing a game console?"
Although Yang Xiaoyou did not know that fellow, it was clear from his tone and attitude that he was influenced by Sun Jun. Sun Jun had a high reputation in the student council and often took charge of matters.
Meanwhile, Toxic Wei had quickly returned to his seat as soon as that person appeared. His feigned ignorance of Yang Xiaoyou was somewhat irritating.
After Yang Xiaoyou finished speaking, he suddenly noticed a slight change in his expression. He quickly shoved his feet into the drawer just as the preparatory bell for class rang.
He then smiled and waved at the fellow by the door. If he hadn't hidden it away earlier, that person would likely have used the ringing bell as an excuse to come over and cause trouble.
Seeing Yang Xiaoyou's quick reaction, Sun Jun's lackey snorted coldly before leaving.
Watching the other person leave, a hint of amusement flashed in Yang Xiaoyou's eyes.
"Choosing to volunteer in the library? Although it's in the library, the tasks aren't as easy as they seem. You have to be responsible for returning items and cleaning up; it's quite troublesome for someone who's not familiar with it. Plus, you'll likely be there late, which is generally not suitable for students," Hu Wei reminded him as he handed over the volunteer application form.
Although he wasn't particularly fond of Yang Xiaoyou, he still fulfilled his duties as a teacher well. His discontent with Yang Xiaoyou stemmed more from frustration at his lack of effort.
"I have a good memory, so I should pick it up quickly. Besides, there's no one at home; going late doesn't matter," Yang Xiaoyou replied nonchalantly. The library would also allow him to recharge and organize all the scattered information in his memory.
In reality, many things cannot be solved simply by force.
Moreover, choosing this time allowed her to avoid the strange atmosphere of the club to the greatest extent possible; after all, she had found an excuse.
Previously, Liang Wuxuan had been enough of a headache. Her keen insight made Yang Xiaoyou feel quite exhausted from being on guard. Now, if Zhao Liang were to be the instructor and occasionally drop by, it would likely be even more uncomfortable.
As for Tragedy's Liu Lianyue, just like Huang Wei decisively selling herself off, at this moment, she could only decisively let go of her too.
The Library of Yuying Middle School was the second largest library in Q City and even in Mong Province, second only to the Royal Academy of Basic Studies. The entire library was a circular tower-like structure. While its area wasn't large, it housed an extensive collection of books. The library exuded a fragrant aroma while also possessing an ancient charm.
"Hello, I am a new volunteer. Here is my recommendation letter." After entering the library, Yang Xiaoyou handed over the introduction letter issued by her homeroom teacher to the receptionist in charge of registration.
Upon seeing that the recommendation letter indicated she was a volunteer for credit compensation, the receptionist clearly sighed. It wasn't very wise to assign a student with such a background to the library; they lacked the dedication and effort that children from impoverished families often displayed, wasting a spot.
"Huang Ling, you will be responsible for guiding this student. Yang Xiaoyou, right? If you have any questions, you can ask her," said the receptionist as she called over a girl wearing glasses.
The girl with glasses looked at Yang Xiaoyou and covered her mouth in surprise before quickly rummaging through her memory.
She soon realized with some discomfort that this seemingly delicate and graceful girl, who carried a hint of Jiangnan's gentle charm, bore a striking resemblance to Chen Hao's future girlfriend from her memories.
Her impression was from several years later: indeed, this girl was Huang Ling. Yang Xiaoyou had always thought that Huang Ling was someone Chen Hao met in the capital; she never expected she was a student from Yuying.
However, theoretically speaking, this was their first meeting; why did she have such a familiar expression?
"Come with me; our work will be quite simple once you get familiar with it." Huang Ling said softly, smiling apologetically at Yang Xiaoyou.
Huang Ling was a rather charming girl. At first glance, she might not leave a stunning impression, but her appeal grew on you over time. Most importantly, her gentle personality made her a true soft-hearted girl, something Yang Xiaoyou had come to understand well through her memories.
However, recalling the expression Huang Ling had when she first saw her, Yang Xiaoyou quietly asked, "Did we meet before? Have I seen you with Chen Hao?"
Upon hearing Yang Xiaoyou's words, Huang Ling's face flushed slightly, and a hint of shyness crossed her features.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaoyou felt a strange sensation. Could it be that this girl had been paying attention to her in secret? Was it possible...?
"You must be Chen Hao's good friend," Huang Ling said, seemingly gathering some courage while still speaking in her soft voice.
After hearing this, Yang Xiaoyou realized that she had once again become a backdrop for Chen Hao. However, noticing the clear concern on Huang Ling's face made Yang Xiaoyou smile inwardly. Some connections were simply irreplaceable, even after the passage of time.
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