Chen YingYing took off her jacket to shield herself and Yang YiLe from the sun, but her school uniform jacket was too small for the two of them, so they were each only partially shaded.

Upon seeing this, Han Meng took off his own jacket and handed it to her, "Here, take this."

"Thanks ......how come it smells like perfume?"

"I just sprayed some on. What? If you think I'm effeminate again and dislike it, just return it to me."

"Who called you effeminate." Chen YingYing gave Yang YiLe her own jacket and unfurled Han Meng's wide school uniform jacket. "Do you want to come under?"

Han Meng was flattered by the offer. "I want to, I want to, the sun is killing me."

From behind, Jiang Yao watched the two people in the front row leaning together. He thought it over and then was struck by a bright idea. He raised his hand to tug down his own zipper.

......I forgot I'm not wearing a jacket.

He turned his head and saw that Yin Che was wearing his jacket, with the zipper pulled all the way up to the top like usual so his neck was completely covered, with only his grim little face exposed.

"CheChe."

Yin Che looked at him with suspicion in his eyes.

"Little old me is so hot, so take off your jacket to shade me, yeah?"
(t/n: he says this very cutesy)

"......"

In the front row, Han Meng turned his head all the way back, "Fuck, are you the femme one now?"

Chen YingYing said, "I didn't expect you to also have that kind of side."

Yang YiLe whispered, "I'm scared......"

Jiang Yao replied, "This has nothing to do with you all, I'm asking my deskmate."

Although Yin Che was looking at him as if thinking he was a dumbfuck, he still took off his jacket and tossed it to him, "Don't say you're my deskmate in public."

Jiang Yao saw that he was just wearing a t-shirt underneath and that, after taking off the jacket, the scar on his neck was very distinct. He pushed the jacket back at him again, "Never mind. Put this back on, okay?"

"I have to go to roll-call." The sit-up competition was starting in ten minutes. Yin Che grabbed a bottle of water and walked towards the roll-call stand.

"I'll accompany you."

"Don't come, I don't want to look at you."

Jiang Yao had to stay behind where he was, feeling very wronged.

Guo ZhiXiong finished the two hundred meter race, taking second place. He returned to the class and sat his butt down in a chair, gulping down a big mouthful of water.

Jiang Yao said, "Not bad, Da Xiong. That was a better performance than usual."

Guo ZhiXiong giggled, "My girl was watching from the stage."

Xiao Xue was an announcer today, sitting on stage by the podium and reading out the cheering announcements handed over by each class.

Just now when her own boyfriend was competing, she'd yelled out two cheers of 'jiaoyou', immediately injecting Guo ZhiXiong with a huge flood of love power.
(t/n: basically, students hand over cheers for her to read as their classmates compete)

Jiang Yao was about to crack a joke, but stopped when he suddenly heard Xiao Xue's sweet voice reading out the next cheer:

"The following blessing is given to Yin Che-tongxue of Year 3 Class 1: I'm unable to forget your cuteness, your scent draws in my very soul......eek...... I wish you good results! Jiayou!"

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