"Jiang Ning, is the roller coaster fun?"
Xin Youling encounters them outside the Mystic Bird Rainforest.
Chen Siyu, still recovering from dizziness, warns, "I just rode it, my heart skipped a few beats halfway through!"
Xin Youling: "That scary?"
Xue Yuantong crosses her arms, acting smug: "Not really."
Yang Sheng: "It’s alright."
Bai Yuxia deliberately says, "Didn’t feel a thing."
In contrast, Chen Siyu feels utterly useless.
Xin Youling blinks: "Thank you all."
Then, she and the female classmate next to her walk into the Mystic Bird Rainforest.
The female classmate was from their old Class 6, which later disbanded, and everyone went their separate ways.
"Xin Youling, is he Magician Jiang Ning? I heard you had a baby together?" The female classmate looks gossipy.
Xin Youling turns dark-faced: "To clarify, it’s a stray cat."
"Has he gone to see the cat?"
"..." Xin Youling speaks the truth: "No."
"That’s truly heartless indeed."
’Heartless?’ Xin Youling’s heart skips; indeed, it’s been a while since she interacted with Jiang Ning alone, but he doesn’t seem to have made any excuses to see her.
"Alright, Tan Tan, shut up."
They just entered the rainforest when they encounter Du Chuan, holding an expensive cara.
Du Chuan enthusiastically offers, "Hey, want a photo? It’s free!"
"Sure!" Tan Tan, quite pretty, frequently gets photographed, so she’s adept at posing.
She flicks her hair and strikes a photogenic pose.
Du Chuan snaps a few photos.
Tan Tan: "Let see."
After a dozen seconds, Tan Tan is incredulous: "Why did you make look so ugly? Do you even know how to take photos?"
Du Chuan defends righteously: "My cara doesn’t lie!"
Tan Tan: "And I trusted you so much."
Du Chuan: "I’m just a photographer, not a magician!"
The two start a quarrel.
Xin Youling can’t bear this scene; as the forr class president of Class 8, her friendliness helps, and both sides take a step back.
Xin Youling rembers recent rumors about Du Chuan and asks, "Du Chuan, why do you like taking pictures of people?"
Perhaps it’s Xin Youling’s bright and generous appearance, or because no one ever asked him this before, Du Chuan’s emotions suddenly calm.
He muses softly, "I used to hate my dad taking phone photos of ; it felt awkward. But later I realized only my dad cared to docunt ."
Xin Youling ponders a mont, saying, "So, you thought many peers might have experiences like yours, and decided to take their photos?"
Tan Tan also quiets down; sincerity often moves people.
Du Chuan shakes his head: "No, it’s because when I take photos, I feel like I’ve beco their dad."
Xin Youling: ’You’re truly unprecedented.’
Tan Tan’s expression changes, chasing to hit him: "You want to die, huh!"
After hitting him for a bit, Tan Tan returns, panting: "Xin Youling, he’s so infuriating; aren’t you going to hit him a couple of tis?"
Xin Youling remains calm: "It’s alright, seen enough of it."
Tan Tan is frustrated by her calmness.
They follow the rainforest’s dividing chain, gradually deepening into the park. Word-of-mouth about the roller coaster from classmates increases the queue; they wait fifteen minutes to reach the front.
A massive Yan Tianpeng strides from behind and directly crosses the chain to queue at the front.
Zhang Chi loudly questions from behind, "He cut in line; doesn’t anyone object? Stand up, resist!"
High school students are usually quite righteous, but righteousness often has limits. Yan Tianpeng is big like a polar bear, could probably kill with a punch.
All the students remain silent.
Zhang Chi questions again: "Really, no objections?"
Still, no one answers.
So Zhang Chi also starts cutting in line, brazenly walking to the front.
All the students’ faces instantly turn quite vivid.
Tan Tan is greatly astonished: "What?"
Xin Youling remains undisturbed: "It’s okay."
Nothing surprises her now; maybe, that’s growth.
In the crowd, she sees her classmate Pang Jiao, their figures are so attention-grabbing.
Before long, staff opens the gate, everyone enters the riding area.
Xin Youling notices her class’s quiet Shang Caiwei; she walks over, Shang Caiwei’s frail shoulders gently tremble.
Xin Youling chuckles, her eyes particularly lively under her eyelids: "Are you scared?"
"Huh?" Shang Caiwei lifts her face, resembling a deer with her eyes: "Class president?"
That call nearly lts Xin Youling’s heart, but, she disappoints Shang Caiwei: "I’m no longer the class president."
"Okay."
"Scared?"
Shang Caiwei: "A little."
"Perhaps you shouldn’t play then?"
"But we’ve co this far; if we back down now..."
"Continuing is courage, but having the courage to propose quitting halfway is also courage, right?" Xin Youling blinks as if comforting the girl next door.
Shang Caiwei takes a deep breath, her hands slightly trembling, maybe from excitent, like battling in Summoner’s Rift.
She firmly states: "A man must fight!"
Xin Youling is montarily confused, ’Are you Weiwei, or are my eyes fooling ?’
Riding area.
A staff mber scrutinizes Pang Jiao, eyes shifting, and points to the electronic scale: "Hello, student, for your health’s sake, Mystic Bird roller coaster has a weight limit, may I ask you to..."
Pang Jiao feels insulted, thus steps on the scale to prove herself, the scale emits "beep beep" alarms.
The nearby security: "Student, you’re a bit overweight."
Pang Jiao’s eyes are furious, like a bull blazing in anger.
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