This template, it's a bit of a loss to be a hero

Chapter 59 Xiong Yaoyao

"So... why am I..."

Yin Chengyi walked behind the two girls, carrying a large bag of fruits and snacks bought with class fees, and Yuan Fengying's schoolbag - which contained the after-school tests for the past few days.

Even in 2067, most of the school's facilities were updated with the times, but the paper assignments and test papers remained intact.Somehow, the things learned on the screen seem to be not as solid as those calculated stroke by stroke on paper. Maybe this has something to do with the subtle writing habits of human beings. Who is right?

In fact, for someone like him who can tear apart a wooden table with his hands, this weight doesn't feel at all.Even if a truck ran over him, he would probably be able to lift it up.

But... the real difficulty lies here!

In order not to make the squad leader suspect, Yin Chengyi had to pretend to be a little out of breath, at least to let others feel that he was exerting force.After working for a long time, it was much more tiring than normal walking.

Walking in front of him, Zhao Yichen secretly glanced at him from the corner of his eye as he pretended to be trying his best, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a beautiful charming smile.

It was really a pity for Yin Chengyi that he couldn't see this startled smile from the front.

"I'm not here to see you... I usually don't have much activity in physical education class." Zhao Yichen carefully considered his words, and said softly, "It's a good time to take this opportunity to take a walk and visit the labor committee. It's good."

"Don't get me wrong, I also think we should go and see her, especially those students on duty who are usually lazy in the morning... I have heard Zhang Huxiang say many times that they try to push the work to others. She is the same, and she doesn't know how to refuse at all. , just let others order you."

As soon as he talked about these injustices in the class, Yin Chengyi's concept of justice that had been cultivated in his childhood began to flare up again, his face showed resentment, and his words became more visible to the naked eye.

"After a long time, she should have done a good job; if she can't do a good job, people will complain instead."

"Oh..." Zhao Yichen sighed, "I also found time to talk to her about the problem you mentioned, but...she...can only say that everyone has a different personality."

"What do you mean?" Yuan Fengying's curiosity was also ignited, she hurried two steps, and moved close to Zhao Yichen's ear, "Squad leader, what did she say?"

"She said... 'If I don't, I'll be kicked out'. I don't know what that means, and I've tried to explain it to her so many times that no one will kick her out, but she doesn't seem to believe it at all. I always feel that if I don’t work hard, I will be kicked out of this class..."

Listening and listening, Yin Chengyi probably heard something, with mixed feelings.

From Yin Luo, I know that Xiong Yaoyao is the daughter of a certain janitor at the school, and she can only study in the class through connections.In this way, even if no one tells the truth, she may naturally feel that she is shorter than others.However, this girl is quite sensitive, so after going back and forth like this, she didn't twist her mind, and she developed the habit of serving others unconditionally.It seems that only by doing this can we find a little bit of recognition in this group.

Probably because he was worried that whoever knew the whole story would leak the matter intentionally or unintentionally.

Xiong Yaoyao dare not refuse anyone's request, and dare not offend anyone.

Just imagining this kind of life makes me feel aggrieved, even worse than Zhang Huxiang.At least Zhang Huxiang has the advantage of being big-hearted, despite Li Shupei's various humiliations, he stands still and laughs silly when he sees everyone.In a sense, being kicked out one after another and actually wanting to join their small group is impossible without a thick enough face... From this perspective, Yin Chengyi admires him quite a bit.

However, Xiong Yaoyao is obviously not like that.

Not everyone can be a heartless optimist.

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"Listen well, our labor committee is a girl with a rather introverted personality, and there are probably no adults at home now. In order to avoid embarrassment, it is impossible to wait for her to take the initiative to talk about her illness, and we must take the initiative to ask."

Arriving in front of Xiong Yaoyao's house, Zhao Yichen began to arrange tactics urgently and cast a glance at Yin Chengyi.

"Yin Chengyi, when the time comes, remember to speak up."

"Master... me?" Yin Chengyi was a little dazed, and pointed to himself, as if dreaming, "Why me? In this case, it is more appropriate for ordinary girls to care about her. I just need to make a fruit holding And the shelf for schoolbags, just sit quietly aside."

"Yaoyao's mind is very sensitive. Our school committee is of the same type as her. Girls are... twitchy, but it's not easy to deal with."

"What do you mean I'm the same type as her?" Before Yin Cheng could speak, Yuan Fengying jumped up first, shaking her head like a rattle, "I'm completely different from her, okay?"

"If it's a boy, go straight to the point, maybe we can establish effective communication with her." The squad leader ignored her protest and continued, "Think about it, Yaoyao usually has very few opportunities to contact boys, so take advantage of this opportunity. , as the representative of 'boys', caring more about her can be regarded as restoring the impression of the boys in our class in her heart."

"I don't think it's necessary to do such a thing..."

Having said that, Yin Chengyi took the initiative to step forward under the eyes of the squad leader, knocked on the door twice, and said in the most gentle tone he could imagine, "Labor committee, are you home? I am the fourth Yin Chengyi of the class is your classmate, and we are here to visit you on behalf of the class. The class president and the school committee are also there."

"If it's convenient, can you open the door for us?"

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……

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No one responded.

In the narrow building, only the silence continues to spread.

After listening for a while, there seemed to be no movement in the room. Yin Chengyi felt a little suspicious, and cautiously added a little bit of strength, so as not to accidentally knock a big hole in the door.

but……

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The door frame was smashed with a bang, and the old wall dust was shaken off, as if the entire door frame was about to be removed.

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Facts have proved that sometimes Dali can really perform miracles.Before the squad leader could blame him, there was a clang, and the old door bolt rattled.

The iron gate opened, and Xiong Yaoyao poked out half of her head from the crack of the door, like some kind of small animal that was easily startled.Usually in the class, she intentionally or unintentionally avoids physical contact with others, so it is difficult to stand in front of her.At this moment, Yin Chengyi's first feeling from the bottom of his heart is...

So petite.

Sitting still can't see it, leaning against the door like this, there is a reference object, it is more clearly reflected, it is only in the middle of the door frame, a little bit higher!

Speaking of which, when she usually wipes the higher glass, she seems to have to step on the chair, and she has to tiptoe to reach it.The squad leader reminded her that it was dangerous, but once or twice, she had no intention of changing it, so she had to let it go.

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At this time, Xiong Yaoyao was wearing a knitted sweater, her hair was messier than what she saw in school, it was spread out, almost covering her eyes.Facing the visitor, her body movements were obviously curled up. I don't know if it was because she was too shy, or there were other reasons.

did not speak.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the girl opened the door a little, took a few steps out, found a few pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet, half-kneeled on the ground, and placed them neatly in front of them.

Yin Chengyi looked sad.

She is now... clearly in her own home.

"It's okay, Labor Committee, you are not feeling well." He asked proactively, "Let's put the shoes and so on by ourselves."

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"..."

Xiong Yaoyao shrank her half-outstretched hand, as if it had been scalded.

After a long time, she nodded, turned around, and went to prepare tea for the three of them.

(End of this chapter)