Chapter Thirty-One: In listening class, I lingered in the time he brought me

  Today is Monday, the air is fresh in the morning, and the campus becomes lively from its original quietness due to the presence of students. Some classmates are listening to English audio, some are doing morning exercises, and some are walking together. These young figures make this beautiful campus full of vitality.

  The time for class is approaching, and my roommates and I rush to the teaching building. From our dormitory to the teaching building, there is a route that takes several minutes to walk. Since the first day of school, we have walked this route many times. Along the way, you can see bright flowers, which are blooming passionately in this season. Although the flowers are speechless, they give people a pleasant visual enjoyment, and this delightful feeling goes straight to the heart, making one's mood also be infected with joy and become happy. I thought of the cherry blossoms on the other side of the campus, and I just sighed that the flowering period of the cherry blossoms was so short, and maybe they would soon wither.

  This morning, I first attended the listening class. In my hand was the book that Xia Wenyu lent me that day. I had already read more than half of this book in these two days when I was free. Now, I brought it with me and planned to take a look at it during the break. I wanted to return it to him early! Others' new books haven't been read yet! That's what I thought.

  Sitting by the bright window, outside is a towering tree, occasionally small birds perch on the branches singing, adding a lot of vitality to this spring campus. The tidy classroom is filled with a strong atmosphere of learning.

  When I was in the listening class, the teacher followed the usual teaching procedure: first play a piece of listening material from the book, then let us do the exercises, and then ask students to answer. The classroom was very quiet, everyone was listening carefully and thinking, and doing the exercises. Only I was still immersed in the plot of "Summer Has Not Yet Arrived" while listening, because I liked this book so much! The characters' stories were so attractive that they made me unable to concentrate on listening to the lecture.

  It's just that the teacher likes to pick me to answer questions, he's always been like this. Maybe it was because on the first day of school when we had our first listening class, he asked each of us to do a self-introduction in English, and my introduction was a bit longer which caught his attention, and also because I answered well in the subsequent Q&A sessions. Every time there's a slightly difficult question, he would pick me, or if someone else's answer needs improvement, he would move the question to me. I've never disappointed him, every time after I finish answering and sit down, I would see that satisfied smile on his face, sometimes it's very obvious, sometimes not so noticeable.

  Lin Qingyi! Actually, you can't help but listen. This isn't high school, where there's a He Xiyin who will help you when you're occasionally absent-minded or reciting texts in class. When you're at home, you can recite fluently, but when you're in front of so many people, you'll get nervous and forget some parts of the English text due to your timidness. Here, there's no one who can help you! There's no second He Xiyin in our class.

  It's just that, after going through high school, I had to endure some unbearable rumors and gossip. Maybe it was because I'm too gentle, but it actually caused me a lot of trouble. So from the start of this school year, I've changed a lot on the surface. Except for being close with my roommates, I haven't made an effort to get in touch with other classmates, we just go through the motions. Usually, I just read my books, so they say I'm as cold as ice and snow. Actually, I just don't want to have any more trouble like before, so they say they really want to talk to me, but they don't know how or what to say. That's why my roommates did that expose in the dorm that day.

  In the last semester, during the final exam period, the last subject was Comprehensive English. Almost all of my classmates left the classroom before the end of the exam time, but I, being a diligent student, remained there to review my answers, regardless of the noise and situation outside the classroom. The teacher might have been worried that I hadn't finished, so they urged the few remaining students in the classroom to hurry up and finish their papers. Since my student number was the first in the class, I sat in the first row, first seat. The male classmates standing by the window were staring at me, when suddenly one of them threw a crumpled paper towards me - it must have been an answer sheet! However, I instinctively threw that answer sheet onto the floor. Both invigilating teachers looked at me, and I think they were more surprised than worried that I would look at the answers. It wasn't until later when the classmate sitting next to him mentioned this incident to me that I realized who had thrown the answer sheet!

  Looking back, this classmate was too bold, how could he be so reckless? Our school has always been strict about academic integrity! Such a good school must have strict discipline, doesn't he worry about himself at all? Later I thought that even if I didn't consider these things, I still wouldn't look at the answers. What will be will be, what won't be won't be. Even if this exam didn't go well, I can work harder to catch up later. I'm still young and have plenty of time to learn!

  Later when the results were announced, I scored very high and was ranked first. And in that semester which was also my first semester after entering school, I received a scholarship.

  Suddenly, a person appeared in my mind, he was always kind and friendly to me, if he were here, he would definitely help me, wouldn't he? How is that possible? We are so far apart. At this moment, why did I think of him?

  At this time, the teacher really pointed at me to answer the question. He said: "Please let Lin Qingyi answer this question."

  He said and then looked at me.

  Fortunately, I had done some preview before, so even if I didn't hear it at that time, I was familiar with the content, so I quickly completed the exercises.

  This is a comprehensive exercise in fill-in-the-blank format, consisting of five small questions. I stood up and read all the questions and answers aloud once. English reading is not difficult for me.

  The teacher said with a smile: "Lin Qingyi did it right, and her pronunciation is pure and fluent." The teacher praised. I luckily passed this time. Seeing his satisfied smile and approving gaze, my heart felt much lighter, otherwise it would be so embarrassing! From now on, I won't let my mind wander during class again! I made such a rule for myself.

  School's out, and I can indulge in reading his book again! Reading this book is a pleasure, the slightly melancholic tone leads me into the world described by the author, making me have infinite beautiful fancies, and thus I become intoxicated and linger.

  Guo Jingming is my favorite author, reading his books brings a sense of joy that grows and lingers in my heart. I also want to thank the person who introduced me to this book, they allowed me to experience such a wonderful time, so now I don't know if this feeling of joy comes from the author or the owner of this book, at this moment I can no longer tell them apart.