My roommate is finally back to normal

Tong Mo thought to himself, he did not leave Gao Boxin after school during this period.

He just looked at Zou Xiaomei and didn't answer.

"I know that Siyu will do a special interview on the sports meeting in the next few days, and she will leave Gao Baixin behind after school. At that time, you may have to go home alone." Zou Xiaomei's voice became more and more anxious , "It's useless for you to go back in your family's car, unless you don't go home and go somewhere else, otherwise Siyu will definitely be found by someone, and then you will be in danger..."

"Don't worry, speak slowly." Tong Mo had no choice but to comfort her.

He didn't quite understand: "I don't understand one thing about what you said just now. Why did Chen Siyu do this? There doesn't seem to be any hatred between me and her."

"In Siyu's eyes, you just robbed her. You asked Gao Boxin to take you home, and you made lunch for Gao Boxin. Gao Boxin only treats you well. These are her What I should have gotten..." Zou Xiaomei said.

"and many more--"

Tong Mo felt a little helpless, he wasn't the one who made the bento, and Gao Boxin didn't treat him as well as they imagined.

He usually doesn't feel it when he is teased by Ding Zhenyu, but now even the third graders have misunderstood the relationship between him and Gao Boxin. Did something ambiguous.

"I can't stay here for too long. After dinner, we will go to the broadcasting agency to gather. If she finds out that I'm not there, she will definitely suspect me..." Zou Xiaomei was panicked again.

After she finished speaking in a flustered voice, she ran out.

Tong Mo returned to the classroom.

Gao Boxin was writing on the table, and when he saw him, he took a pen and pointed back naturally: "I've already packed the lunch box, don't forget to take it when school is over."

Tong Mo glanced at Gao Boxin, nodded and sat down.

He kept thinking about Zou Xiaomei's last sentence.

The head teacher, Zhao Jing, finished a math class. When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, she called Gao Boxin and told him to go to the teacher's office, and then announced that get out of class was over.

"Brother Xin, why is Sister Jing calling me to the office every three days?" Ding Zhenyu crossed Gao Baixin's desk, leaned his elbow on Tong Mo's desk with difficulty, and asked him, "Tong Mo, do you know?" Do you know why Sister Jing asked Brother Xin to come over?"

Tong Mo was thinking about something on his mind, and answered absently: "I don't know."

"How come you don't know, you and Brother Xin have such a good relationship, they are inseparable, like conjoined twins, you are the only person in the class who can keep track of Brother Xin's whereabouts." Ding Zhenyu straightened up and yelled loudly.

Tong Mo: "?"

Is he really confused, is it because his positioning of himself is too inaccurate, or is it because his classmates fell into a different dimension and saw him and Gao Boxin in another dimension?

As soon as Ding Zhenyu finished speaking, the echoes of other male students immediately followed up as if they had made an appointment: "I always think that brother Xin is a person who doesn't take anyone seriously. I didn't expect that sometimes he can show his love to you in front of you." Showing a gentle side, but when I think about it, I understand that a hundred steels can be turned into soft fingers, let alone a mortal body like Brother Xin?"

Tong Mo looked at them silently.

He didn't have much to say about their flawed and idiomatic remarks.

He was just a little worried. According to the worrying logic in their words, can Chinese composition really get points?

Gao Boxin quickly returned to the classroom.

Thanks to Ding Zhenyu and other male classmates, Tong Mo is no longer so troubled by his relationship with Gao Boxin.

If self-doubt arises only because of the illogical remarks of a few classmates, he may need to worry more about his own mental decline, which will lead to a decline in midterm exam scores.

Tong Mo still remembered Zou Xiaomei's words in his mind.

Before the class bell rang, he turned his head and asked Gao Boxin, "What does Sister Jing want you to do?"

As soon as Tong Mo asked this sentence, Fang Zhicheng who was sitting in front of him immediately leaned back his chair, and Ding Zhenyu obviously sat back a little.

"She said that after the midterm exam, there will be a sports meeting this semester, so I should prepare well. Also, the broadcasting agency will have an interview tomorrow, and I hope I can cooperate." Gao Boxin said.

When Tong Mo heard the second half of the sentence, his eyes widened suddenly.

Gao Baixin snorted and said, "The broadcasting agency's activities are probably arranged by Chen Siyu. She knows that she will be rejected if she comes to me by herself, so she asked for a helper like Sister Jing."

Tong Mo was nervous for a moment, and blurted out: "Then will you go?"

Gao Boxin turned to look at him: "You don't want me to go?"

Tong Mo was about to answer, but felt that the two male students sitting in front of them lowered their heads and snickered a bit too much.

"No," Tong Mo said, "If you want to go, go."

Gao Boxin thought for a while, and said, "It doesn't sound like you want me to go."

Tong Mo: "..."

He should really be grateful for his tablemate's ability to pick up the ambiguity of the conversation.

"The interview activities of the broadcasting agency should not take long, and there are school leaders present, and the location is in the auditorium," Gao Baixin said, "You wait for me after school tomorrow, and I will let them be the first to interview me, and they will come when they are done. Looking for you."

Tong Mo hummed.

Indeed, Gao Boxin can go to the interview, he just needs to stay in the classroom and wait for him.

In this case, he is not considered to have left Gao Boxin.

Gao Boxin went straight to the school auditorium after school the next day.

Teachers from the Propaganda Department and Physical Education Department of Mingya Middle School, as well as directors of all grades were present, as well as a group from the broadcasting agency.

Gao Boxin glanced at the familiar faces in the broadcasting agency, and after the grade director introduced them to each other, he nodded expressionlessly.

"Gao Boxin is a popular person in our school's high school. I still remember last year's sports meeting. He was born like a dark horse." The teacher of the physical education department said with a smile.

Chen Siyu stroked her long hair, smiled and said: "Yes, I wrote a manuscript for him at that time, not only me, but the manuscript that I submitted to express my appreciation for Gao Boxin during that time was especially special. many."

"Gao Boxin and Siyu are acquaintances, right? I remember that this semester just started, and Siyu was rescued by Gao Boxin—"

The teacher from the Propaganda Department coughed twice, and interrupted the teacher from the Physical Education Department: "Let's not talk about the past now, let's get down to business, we want to build momentum in advance for the successful holding of the sports meeting this semester, so we invited the stars of last year's sports meeting Students come here."

Chen Siyu took out her notebook, her drooping hair fell on the notebook, she stood gracefully and took notes.

Sensing Gao Boxin's gaze, she smiled slightly at him.

To be honest, Gao Boxin really admired Chen Siyu.

No matter how harsh his words were to Chen Siyu before, how many times he swept Chen Siyu's face in front of everyone, and made Chen Siyu cry in public, Chen Siyu could finally stand in front of him in a dignified manner and regardless of previous suspicions , the attitude remains the same as before.

In any case, this face is already unparalleled.

During the interval between interviews, the teachers of the physical education department continued to extend invitations to Gao Boxin, expressing their admiration for his extraordinary talent in sports.

Gao Boxin said the umpteenth rejection since the first year of high school: "No, my ambition is not to be an athlete, thank you teacher."

"I remember that you participated in the school's physical training team when you were in junior high school, and you were admitted to Mingya because of your sports expertise?" The physical education teacher still asked unwillingly.

"Yes, but because I joined the gym team in junior high school, I'm sure I don't plan to follow the same path in high school," Gao Boxin said.

"Then what is your ambition? Gao Boxin." The school leader on the other side asked.

His question made everyone present look at Gao Boxin.

Gao Boxin thought about it casually, and replied casually: "I haven't thought about it, maybe I will go to the military academy or join the army."

Chen Siyu immediately walked up to Gao Boxin's side, with a shy expression on his face, and spread out the notebook on his arm: "Gao Boxin, since we've talked about this topic, then, I want to interview you on this topic, is that okay?" ?”

Gao Boxin looked up at her.

"Why do you want to enter the military academy?" Chen Siyu's voice paused, his face flushed slightly, "Is it because of your willingness to help others? I think the profession of police is actually quite suitable for you."

Gao Boxin snorted: "What is helpfulness? I didn't feel happy when I helped others, and I didn't feel happy when I saved you. It's purely instinct. Maybe as long as I'm not a bad person, I will have this instinct."

"The reason why I want to be a policeman is my personal choice, so I won't reveal it to everyone."

After the interview, Gao Boxin picked up his school uniform jacket and was about to go out.

Chen Siyu called him, but he ignored him.

The teacher of the physical education department called him again, and he turned around.

"This interview has delayed everyone for so long. Siyu said that he would invite teachers and classmates to have a light meal together. Gao Boxin, you should stay too," the teacher said.

"I won't go, I have other things to do." Gao Boxin said.

"You don't have anyone else at home, so what can you do when you go back? Don't you have to eat too, so come with us." At this time, the grade director also spoke out.

Gao Boxin turned to look at the grade director.

The grade director in front of him was wearing glasses, and the lenses were shining, so he couldn't see the look in his eyes clearly, but Gao Boxin felt that it was not good intentions.

Because of the words of the grade director, other teachers also showed concern for Gao Boxin: "Is there no one else at Gao Boxin's house? Is it because the parents are not at home? If you need to find a way to solve the problem of going home to eat, then stay with me. Let's eat together."

Gao Boxin said coldly: "No need, someone is waiting for me, I'll eat with him."

After speaking, he turned his head and left.

Tong Mo sat in the classroom and immersed himself in his homework. When he wrote about the problems he thought were difficult to solve, he wrote the calculation method on the draft pad beside him.

When Gao Boxin walked in, there was no one else in the classroom.

The afterglow of winter came in from the window, and Tong Mo was sitting in the back row by the window, his body seemed to be covered with a layer of warm light.

Gao Baixin exhaled softly, walked over and put his hand on Tong Mo's back, covering the layer of sunlight, touched it, and then took it away again.

"Let's go," he said.

Tong Mo nodded, stood up and packed his things.

Tong Mo put his schoolbag on his back and walked towards the door of the classroom, but he stopped after two steps.

He frowned slightly, and looked at Gao Boxin: "I thought about it, why don't we go through the back door."

"Back door?" Gao Boxin was taken aback, "Why?"

"I heard someone say today that someone might block me outside the school gate after school." Tong Mo said slowly, "The high probability is today, because some people think that I will go home alone today."

Gao Boxin was silent for a while, then grabbed Tong Mo's wrist and walked downstairs.

"Hey? Slow down, what are you doing in such a hurry?" Tong Mo quickly followed.

Gao Boxin slowed down, but he didn't let go of the fingers on Tong Mo's wrist.

He narrowed his eyes slightly: "I want to see who is so bold as to block you."