After wearing Mary Suvin, the male protagonist and I got together

When Xiang Yu entered the office, there was basically no one in the office, only the class teacher was sitting in the back, wearing a pair of glasses, and the remaining hair on top of his head was slightly fluttering in the air.

他见到向渝进来，忙笑着喊道，“向渝，过来过来。”

跟教导主任完全是两个风格。

教导主任是刻板的，并且没有秃顶。

The teacher didn't look young, and his hair was almost gone. When Xiang Yu walked in, he saw the teacher's beer belly.

向渝按照指示拉了个板凳坐下了，班主任笑眯眯的，从电脑旁边的一堆资料里抽出一张成绩表，递给了他。

“你先看看我们班的成绩表，我把你的答题卡全调出来了，我们来一起分析分析问题。”

班主任看了他一眼，喝了口茶，然后用手指了指电脑屏幕，“你卷子拿来了吗？我先给你分析分析物理。”

“带了”，向渝掏出了自己那一沓空白的试卷，因为数学试卷上面写满了蒲怡然的名字，他还刻意找班长又另外借了一张。

"That's good." The head teacher took out the paper written by himself, and it was filled with answers in red, "Xiang Yu, how was your week in Class [-]?"

Of course not.

向渝偏头瞅了瞅班主任，发现他的镜片亮晶晶的，挺正经地在注视着电脑屏幕，话到嘴边改了口，“还挺好的。”

班主任在键盘上快速按了几下，然后转了转椅子的方向对着他，“向渝，你知道你入学考的成绩吗？”

Xiang Yu straightened the stack of papers in his hand, and answered his past experience exactly, "Zero egg."

He paused when he said this, "Teacher in charge, I have a plan to—"

提升成绩需要一个良好的过渡区间，这稀烂的二三十分证明原本的向渝并没有一步登天的能力。

向渝打算制定一个计划表，一步一步把成绩往上升，毕竟革命也需要循序渐进，引火线和中心教条需要一并出发。

The homeroom teacher interrupted him with a smile, "This time I scored more than 30 points in the physics test, which is a lot better than last time."

Xiang Yu: "......."

向渝怀疑这个班主任在嘲讽他。

The homeroom teacher shook the paper and adjusted his glasses, "I took a look at your answer sheet, and most of the basic knowledge is correct, but you can't find signs of problems that are slightly deformed. This requires a thorough knowledge. Formulas and knowledge points are just stepping stones.

他停了一下，给向渝举了一个例子，“你看这一道选择题，明显ABC全错啊，肯定选D，你在选项外面又写个F是怎么回事？是不适应答题卡吗？”

Xiang Yu: "......."

Is it true that I am mentally retarded to this point?

Xiang Yu was a little suspicious of life, and felt that every word the head teacher said was cutting his flesh and blood with a knife.

他说完这才反应过来向渝刚才想说的话，“哦，对了，你刚才想说些什么来着？”

向渝脸皮抽了抽，深吸一口气，“我只是想说，您说得都对。”

班主任挺高兴，他哗啦啦又抖了一下手里的试卷，向渝现在这种态度他还挺满意，上次他跟向渝谈话，他全程一个字都不说，对着他像是在演哑剧一样。

“我教物理，其他的科目也教不了你，你抽个空去找其他老师交流一下”，班主任拍了一下向渝的肩膀，“我们班的蒲怡然学习成绩挺好的，她平时的学习压力也不大，准备让她一带一路，给你补习，需要我调座位吗？”

Xiang Yu said the words of refusal instantly, "Teacher in charge, no."

班主任挺疑惑，他把手肘搭在办公桌上，头稍微往前伸，带着眼镜的那一双眼掺着疑问看向他，“为什么？”

向渝把卷子卷在一起，心里大概有一万头草泥马从心头狂奔而过，他稍显拘谨地转了转手中的纸筒，谨慎道，“我觉得我有可能会影响到蒲怡然同学的学习，而且上次教导主任训我们的事情，班主任您也知道。”

班主任听完这话有点苦恼，他摸了一下发顶，想采取怀柔政策，“既然你这次有进步，下次肯定还有进步的空间，有个人推你一把总是好的，我征求过蒲怡然的意见了，她也愿意，要不然你再考虑考虑？”

Consider what?

考虑和女主角孤男寡女？

考虑和女主角建立深厚的友谊？

Not consider.

没有考虑空间。

向渝思考怎么婉拒班主任这个充满了友好气息的建议，门口突然传来一阵敲门声。

向渝转过头。

Shen Chong stood by the door against the light, his fingers were still hanging by the door, feeling that the top of his head was about to hit the door frame, he stood there calmly, and asked, "Teacher Yu, can I borrow Xiang Yu?"

班主任站了起来，看起来心情挺好，“沈崇？怎么了？让我跟向渝说完话。”

沈崇是跟班主任说话，但眼睛却是盯着他，“我听见了，我给他补习。”

于班主任愣住了，霎时间眼睛发亮，像是漆黑的夜晚里，忽然点起来的灯笼，但很快就熄灭下去，“你俩隔着班呢，怎么补习。”

沈崇道，“他从今天开始跟我一起住。”

班主任：“......。”

The homeroom teacher became agitated in an instant, he stepped out of his seat, put his arm around Xiang Yu's shoulders and walked out.

他紧紧握住沈崇的手，像是抓住了救命稻草，“好啊，好，太好了。”

他站直身子，面朝向渝，“向渝，以后你要跟着沈崇好好学习，每个星期给我打个计划表出来，交给我看。”

向渝站了起来，班主任招了招手让他过来。

When he came over, he grabbed Xiang Yu's hand and put Xiang Yu's palm on Shen Chong's hand with a slap. He hung his right hand and placed it on top.

“我们齐心协力，再努力一把，肯定能攻破难关，对吧？”

沈崇的手冰冰凉凉的，搭在上面像是搭在一块冰凉的玉上面一样。

向渝凑着空隙看沈崇，他缓慢地眨了一下眼。

向渝又侧脸看向班主任，“努力到什么程度？”

The homeroom teacher thought for a while, retracted his hand, and smiled, "Add another thirty points?"

Xiang Yu: "...."

向渝和沈崇两人在办公室站着，办公室里十分静谧。

班主任在门口遇见数学老师，两个人开开心心地去教职工食堂吃饭去了。

Shen Chong said beside him, "Call Uncle Xiang?"

向渝没敢在教室里掏手机，现在他的手机都在书包里装着。

办公室里有固定电话。

Xiang Yu didn't remember Xiang Jun's phone number at all, pursed her lips, feeling a little anxious, "I don't know the phone number."

Shen Chong paused, and then dialed for him.

连线的声音响了一会，突然嘟一声，对面接通了。

"Hello?"

向渝凑近了话筒，“我是向渝。”

"Ah, Xiao Yu, why is your cell phone turned off? I made several calls this morning, but you never answered."

向渝回复道，“我关机了。”

对面啊了一声，“我让沈崇找你，找了没有，小渝今天别回别墅去了。让司机送你去沈家住一段时间。”

Xiang Yu paused.

对面旁边似乎还有杂音，“老板，别墅是被老板娘收走了，说是让您和二少爷回家。”

Xiang Jun suddenly became angry, but her voice was vague, "Shut up."

杂音很快就消失不见。

向珺见向渝没有回话，心里也有点忐忑，“要是你不想去也可以，我让小张帮你找酒店？我这两天又要出差，可能不能回来。”

他说着说着还是觉得这个方法不可靠，又开始劝服向渝，声音里夹杂着恳求，“你小时候还跟小崇玩过一段时间，你还记得吗？我记得你俩当时感情挺好，要不然你听爸爸的话，去沈家呆两天，等我回来，立马把你接回来。”

向渝张了张嘴，最后也没说话，直接把电话给挂了。

He took two steps back and sat on the sofa in the office, with his legs spread apart, and he scratched his hair with his hands, not knowing what to say.

Shen Chong stood by and watched him quietly.

From the appearance alone, Xiang Yu's body has basically not changed, but from the perspective of personality, he is completely different from before, like a porcelain pot that has been glazed, and over time, it has produced a seductive charm.

When did it start to change?

上个星期五那天下午？

After a while, Xiang Yu raised his head, crossed his hands, and looked at Shen Chong, "Where does your family live?"

沈崇看着他道，“学校北边。”

"How many people are there?"

"A lot."

“我东西怎么办？”

“已经全部打包送过来了。”

Xiang Yu: "...."

Shen Chong turned sideways, glanced at the door, and felt that he couldn't startle the snake, so he found the most common excuse, "Can we go to eat first?"

Xiang Yu: "...."

向珺坐在椅子上面，看着被挂断的手机页面，有些愣。

The secretary stood aside, still holding some documents in his hand, about to let him review them.

向珺把手机啪地一声扔到了桌面上，抬眼往上看。

“我叔叔现在在哪？”

秘书把文件放下，“已经回老宅了，昨天晚上的飞机，现在刚到。”

向珺头痛地摸了一把额头，完全没想到向渝回来这件事能捅到老爷子那里去，原本他打算等叔叔七十大寿的时候，把向渝带回本家，但现在老爷子提前回来了。

“郑丽景把那房子封了？”

秘书小心道，“是的，今天您前脚刚走，夫人就带着一堆人把房子封起来了。”

向珺嗤了一声，翻了翻电话号码又给别人打了个电话，“喂，沈哥？”

对面不知道说了些什么，向珺笑了起来，“沈哥，我把我儿子交给你了，千万要把他藏好。”

“嗯，等过一阵子，风头过去了，老爷子那边我去搪塞。”

向珺说了两句就把电话挂断了，秘书有眼力见地把向渝放在沙发上的外套取了过来，“老板，现在去老宅吗？”

Xiang Jun took out a car key from the drawer, "Let Xiao Zhang come over, now go to the old house."