Shen Moyu awkwardly returned a smile.
"Who is it?" A voice came from the office, sounding somewhat tired. Su Jinning and Shen Moyu exchanged a knowing glance, then looked at Song Chengnan.
"Come in and eat," Song Chengnan sighed, stepping aside to let them in. The two men smiled politely and nodded at Song Chengnan, then looked in the direction the voice came from.
"Teacher Han An is here too." Shen Moyu was surprised for a moment, then smiled and looked at Han An, who was curled up on the sofa covered with a blanket.
"Ah, I don't have class this afternoon, so I came here to take a nap. I'm afraid I'll catch a cold and pass it on to others." Han An smiled apologetically, gently touching his soft reddish-brown hair with his fingers.
Is it because I'm afraid of infecting others that I'm sitting in the PE teacher's office?
Shen Moyu's eyes widened slightly, and he awkwardly tugged at the corners of his mouth.
"Um, the takeout is next to the microwave, it's heated up." Han An looked at the two of them and immediately remembered what they had come for. He stuck a finger out from under the blanket and pointed to the microwave on the desk in the distance.
"Thank you, teacher," Shen Moyu said as he walked over. When he received the hot pot, he found that it had already been served to them both in bowls, a full bowl with steam rising from it, the aroma filling Shen Moyu's nostrils with the heat.
He really didn't like eating these things, but now that he was starving, he suddenly had an appetite.
Su Jinning rubbed her hands together, looking at Song Chengnan and Han An with a "I'm not going to be polite" expression: "Teacher, you've already packed everything for us? Then we'll eat here."
Shen Moyu smiled and lowered his head, then sat down at the coffee table with his light spicy hot pot. He then began to look around.
Song Chengnan's office was quite large, but somewhat empty. It seemed like very little was put there; just a simple desk and chair, two sofas, a coffee table, and a few pieces of exercise equipment piled in the corner. There wasn't much stuff, after all, he was the only one using such a large office. The other physical education teachers were all in the teaching building.
Because Song Chengnan was an excellent teacher and also the teacher in charge of the sports building, a private office was specially arranged for him.
Su Jinning was starving. He used chopsticks to roll up noodles and stuffed them into his mouth, making his cheeks bulge out. His usually thin face was turned into a round face by stuffing them in.
"Eat slowly, what's the rush?" Han An sat on the sofa and smiled at the two of them. "My class is next period. If your family can't finish their food, I'll give them a leave of absence."
"Thank you, teacher, no need, I can finish it!" Su Jinning's lips were glistening with oil from eating, and she stammered as she spoke with her mouth full of food.
Shen Moyu gently picked up a few noodles, blew on them because they were too hot. They had probably been sitting for a long time, as the noodles had absorbed all the soup. The noodles were swollen beyond recognition, one noodle was the size of two.
Shen Moyu was full after eating less than half a bowl. First, she really didn't like it, and second, the noodles had long lost their texture and were very stiff.
If you get hungry, you can eat at home.
Su Jinning, on the other hand, ate endlessly, as if she were possessed by a starving ghost. In less than ten minutes, the whole bowl of noodles was reduced to just some soup.
"Burp!" Su Jinning let out a satisfied burp. She even rubbed her stomach, looking rather comical.
Shen Moyu couldn't help but laugh, then shook his head helplessly.
After thanking him and cleaning up the mess they had made, the two politely said goodbye to Song Chengnan, "Goodbye, teacher."
Then he went downstairs with Han An.
Perhaps because there was a teacher present, the two of them didn't exchange a single word on the way, only exchanging glances a few times, which inevitably made it a bit boring.
"Have you finished your homework?" Han An suddenly looked back at the two of them in a sarcastic tone and asked abruptly.
"I've finished writing," Shen Moyu replied casually, as if they were just having a casual chat.
Han An also trusted his class representative a lot, after all, there are not many class representatives who can rank among the top in the city in Chinese.
He smiled and nodded, then turned his gaze to Su Jinning, who was not suited for this topic, and asked, "What about Su Jinning? Did she write anything?"
Su Jinning was speechless when asked the question. Given her situation, if she said she had written it, no teacher would believe her. But if she said she hadn't written it, Han An might not be as blunt as Song Chengnan, but he would inevitably say a few words to her.
He hesitated for a moment, then chuckled twice before saying mysteriously, "Teacher, guess..."
"..." Han An.
“…” Shen Moyu.
Aside from one Chinese class taught by Han An, the remaining two classes are music and art, because today is Thursday, and the schedule is made extra to accommodate everyone.
As soon as the bell rang for the end of Chinese class, the restless students rushed out of the classroom. Since eating was allowed during music class, most of them ran to the convenience store. Only a few students remained in the room.
Su Jinning was full and didn't want to go to the convenience store to bring back another big bag of snacks, but Shen Moyu was.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of Shen Moyu, who hadn't eaten much noodles.
Su Jinning looked up at him, and from her position, she could see his stunning profile. He was resting his chin on his hand, staring blankly at Shen Moyu, his eyes filled with a tenderness that he himself hadn't even noticed.
He actually sensed that the long-dormant strings of his heart were being touched little by little by the boy in front of him, and that they would be plucked at any moment.
"Ahhh! This is so sweet!" Chen Yuanyuan exclaimed, excitedly slapping the table as she looked at something. He Qing, standing beside her, also smiled, their smiles as if they had won the lottery.
Su Jinning was startled, his gaze being forcibly pulled away from Shen Moyu by their shouts. He frowned and looked in their direction, then asked curiously, "What's going on? What are you looking at so excitedly?"
Chen Yuanyuan looked back with a maternal smile, met Su Jinning's eyes, and then suddenly ran over excitedly: "Sports Committee Member, do you want to know?"
"Huh?" Su Jinning was taken aback by her sudden enthusiasm and didn't react.
Without thinking twice, Chen Yuanyuan plopped down next to Su Jinning and showed him the contents of her phone, occasionally laughing.
Su Jinning squinted at her phone and saw two comic book-style boys standing under a tree. One tall, thin boy was holding a basketball, and the other, a slightly shorter boy, was holding a book. The two were leaning close together, and at first glance, they looked like a couple.
Su Jinning met Chen Yuanyuan's expectant gaze, which seemed to be waiting for him to say something, or waiting for him to scream with her.
"Ah... he's pretty handsome." Su Jinning scratched her head and casually tossed out a comment without any real feeling.
"That's it?" Chen Yuanyuan looked at him with dissatisfaction, her almond-shaped eyes flashing with murderous intent.
"Then, what should I say?" Su Jinning's eyes were sincere, as if he were genuinely listening to someone's opinion. But his blunt remark made Chen Yuanyuan want to punch him.
Chen Yuanyuan rolled her eyes, put her phone back down, and said, "Don't you think they're a perfect match?"
"ah?"
Su Jinning subconsciously glanced at Shen Moyu. He was wearing gold-rimmed round glasses, which made his face look rather small. Coupled with the book he was holding and his curious gaze, he looked like a bewildered young boy.
Upon seeing this, I was almost scared to death by my own thoughts.
These two boys in the comic...
Why do they look so much like them?