Fu Jia didnât even take two steps before Big Head responded and quickly dragged him back:Â âWhat are you doing?â
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âIâ¦â¦â Fu Jia stopped and explained in hurry: âIâm going to look for a friend.â
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Big Head didnât believe this at all:Â âFriend? Those seniors over there are your friends?â
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Fu Jiaâs heart throbbed from his words. He and Lu Qiâan couldnât be described as friends. When Big Head questioned him, it was too quick for him to come up with an answer so he said whatever came to his mind. Even though they werenât friends, they spoke a couple of times before, so looking for him wasnât something bad, right?
âNot a friend, but there's a bit of friendshipâ¦â¦No, it canât be counted as friendshipâ¦â¦â The more Fu Jia explained, the more uncertain and impulsive he felt. Lu Qiâan only glanced at him, and blood rushed to his head, forcing him to run towards him. What did this mean?
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Big Head was amused by his confused appearance: âWhat is it? Fine, fine, fine. I understand, you have no friendship with others but want to cultivate it, right?â He patted Fu Jiaâs shoulder and comforted him: âNo problems, Iâll help you next time. Tell me, which senior do you want to know?â
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Fu Jia didnât reply, but turned his head to look at Lu Qiâan and found him looking at another direction as if their previous stare was only Fu Jiaâs illusion.
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Lu Qiâan had come to No.16 High to look for him at the end of May, and he has never seen him again ever since.
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He didnât look for him, because he couldnât help think of the last time Lu Qiâan scolded him:Â âWhy are you going crazy?ââ, then slamming the door as he left. It made him completely muddleheaded.
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Fu Jia thought for a while and said to Big Head:Â âDo you know Senior Qiâan? I want to get familiar with him.â
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âAh?â Big Head froze at the name.
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Fu Jia was afraid he didnât hear it clearly and repeated, âLu Qiâan.â He didnât notice it, but he enunciated the three words heavily, almost to the point of gnashing his teeth.
Big Head gave a hollow laugh: âThis is a little difficultâ¦â¦â
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Fu Jia realised Big Headâs embarrassment, but didnât lose hope:Â âItâs fine, thank you, Big Head. I can think of a way myself.â
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âWait, wait,â Big Head appeared solemn, âFu Jia, Iâll try this time. To tell you the truth, I got to know others at mealtimes and can be regarded as the leader of communication. The only blank I have is Senior Lu, but since you asked me for help this time, Iâll try.â
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When Big Headâs friends heard him say this, their expressions became grave:Â âBig Head, this is not a joke.â
Big Head lowered his head, his expression a little empty:Â âIf I provoked him, I wonât be able to hang out in school anymore, so you guys canât abandon me.â
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The friends looked at each other as if they would definitely run far away.
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Big Head exploded, he started grabbing people to beat and the boys instantly shouted. They were bustling with noise and excitement, just like how they played before.
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Before joining them, Fu Jia looked at Lu Qiâanâs direction again.
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Lu Qiâan wasnât there anymore.
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Fu Jia was unable to voice out his disappointment. He looked all around and surveyed the entire courts. He eyes penetrated the crowds, and looked at each person, but couldnât find him.
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âWhat are you looking at, come here!â Big Head shouted at him.
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Only then did Fu Jia return to his senses.
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He played with Big Head until sunset, most people on the basketball courts were gone. He didn't know when those people who had played with Lu Qiâan left. When they left, many onlookers went as well, and the entire court looked deserted.
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Fu Jiaâs thoughts didnât stray far from the three words, âLu Qiâanâ; it came and went away repetitively. He couldnât help ask Big Head:Â âListening to your description, Lu Qiâan seems fearful?â
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Big Head let his friends leave first, and stayed on the court to chat with Fu Jia. He nodded vigorously:Â âHeâs very fearful. Can you imagine this; a teacher often asked him to help write the papers for the lower grades. The difficulty makes people wish they were dead.â
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Fu Jia recalled the questions Lu Qiâan wrote for him, it seemed nothing terrifying.
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âThatâs it?â
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âIsnât it enough? Heâs more fearful than any teacher at No.6 High, how horrible do you want him to be?â Big Head said, âLet me tell you, Senior Lu made it clear that he didnât want to bother making friends with us, so who else would dare to approach him?â
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Fu Jia smiled.
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This was the case.
He was the only one who was brave enough to pull the tigerâs beard again and again.
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After they talked, Big Head went home and Fu Jia returned to the dorms.
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On the way, he tried to recall if Lu Qiâan was as terrible as Big Head described, and the answer was no.
Although Lu Qiâan always spoke coldly to him and ignored him, Fu Jia never thought he was fearful. The reason was probably that he had seen Lu Qiâan treating Lin Fengxun gently many times before.
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There were too many, too many times, that when he closed his eyes he always accidentally enter those memories.
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Since Big Head agreed to help, Fu Jia temporarily endured it and concentrated on studying. Coincidently, there was something that fried his brains.
No.6 High had weekly tests.
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When Fu Jia heard about this for the first time, his lost attitude surprised Big Head: âWhat, didnât you take the tests when you were a freshman?â
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Fu Jia remembered he had to conceal his transfer student identity, so he casually said:Â âI thought would be different for sophomores.â
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âYouâre thinking too much, â Big Head forced a smile, âAt a place like No.6, itâs good enough there are no daily tests.â
Fu Jia grabbed a handful of hair in irritation, âWhat is normally tested on the first week?â
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Big Head recalled:Â âIt should be similar to freshman year. That time, we were tested on primary school knowledge and what was taught during the first week. It should be the same this time, we should be tested on what we learnt last year.â
Fu Jiaâs head expanded:Â âAre there key points?â
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The way Big Head looked at him was not right:Â âWeâve been back for a week, and you still want to know the key point? Everything is a key point.â
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Fu Jia had to shut up.
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This week, Fu Jia had to struggle keeping up with the fast and strict rhythm of No.6 Highâs teachers, and find time to review the freshman content. Every night, his lamp was on until two in the morning.
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If it werenât for Big Headâs timely information, he would have found an opportunity to help Fu Jia meet Lu Qiâan already. Fu Jia couldnât keep delaying it.
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Fu Jia was working on questions while Big Head chattered nonstop: âDo you remember what I told you last time, that a teacher often asks Lu Qiâan for help to write questions for the lower grades? That teacher is actually our school director, Mrs Liu. She seems to be familiar with Lu Qiâan, every time he helps her out with the papers, sheâll eat with him at the staff canteen.â Big Head continued, âAccording to reliable sources, the Director will ask Senior Lu for help tomorrow.â
As he spoke, Big Head moved closer to Fu Jia and unconsciously lowered his voice: âWhen Senior Lu and the Director are having their lunch, we can pretend to meet them by chanceâ¦â
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Big Head proudly repeated his plans and waited for Fu Jia to praise him.
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But, Fu Jia just nodded and replied:Â âLetâs do it.â
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The two looked at each other, Big Head pretend to be confused while Fu Jia was really confused.
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This made Big Head feel strange.
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Fu Jiaâs reaction was different from what he expected. He always thought Fu Jia and his goal were the same: To be friends with Lu Qiâan.
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Many students wanted to make friends with Lu Qiâan, especially Big Head. He had tried many times before but to no avail. Once he did it too obviously and was taught a lesson by Li Qinhe, he suffered a lot from it.
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He stayed at a respectful distance from Lu Qiâan from then on, and always wanted to get close but didnât dare to try. This time it was Fu Jia who wanted this, not him, so he could relax.
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But Fu Jiaâ¦â¦seemed to not realise what he was doing.
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At noon the next day, Big Head led Fu Jia into the staff canteen. It wasnât massive and had a few unoccupied seats. In order to be inconspicuous, Big Head and Fu Jia waited for the Director and Lu Qiâan in the corner with their plates.
After ten or so minutes, a lady in professional attired walked in with Lu Qiâan beside her.
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Fu Jia watched them take their seats and suddenly felt a little nervous.
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The Director stayed on her seat, while Lu Qiâan got up and went to order food. Big Head seized this opportunity and walked over with his food.
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Fu Jia quickly followed.
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âMrs Liu, what a coincidence!â Big Head exaggerated.
Mrs Liu was puzzled when she saw Big Head. After thinking for a few seconds, she realised that Big Head was her student, and said with a smile:Â âI donât think itâs a coincidence, why did you sneak into the staff canteen?â
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Big Head scratched his head:Â âIsnât the food better at the staff canteen, I wanted to try it. Itâs such a rare chance, Mrs Liu, letâs sit and eat together.â
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Mrs Liu glanced at Lu Qiâan and bluntly refused:Â âItâs fine to just greet each other. I brought another student for lunch, so donât trouble me.â
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Big Head pretended to not understand: âMrs Liu, you canât be like this.â He pushed Fu Jia forward and said: âThis student really admires you, Mrs Liu, and wants to have a meal with you. Please give him face this time.â
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Fu Jia, who was used as a shield for no reason, showed a stiff smile and nodded in cooperation.
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Mrs Liu was troubled, she looked at Lu Qiâan and he had finished ordering and noticed the events here.
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Lu Qiâan glimpsed at Big Head, and Big Head swallowed back the name, âSenior Luâ.
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Lu Qiâan picked up the food and walked over, his gaze skipped over Big Head and landed on Fu Jia.
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At this moment, Fu Jia truly experienced the word cowardly.
What should he say? Would Lu Qiâan be angry or not?
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âSorry Qiâan, should we find another place?â Mrs Liu suggested.
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âItâs fine.â Lu Qiâan put down the food and sat beside Mrs Liu, âLetâs eat together.â
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Mrs Liu was surprised, but as long as Lu Qiâan said it was fine, she had no qualms about it.
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Big Head smiled happily and sat down. When he saw Fu Jia dillydallying, he reached for his food and placed it opposite to Lu Qiâan.
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The dishes Fu Jia picked were his usual ones. Whether it was at No.16 or No.6 High, or the student or staff canteen, all his three dishes were vegetarian. This was because itâs compulsory to have at least three dishes, otherwise, Fu Jia would only order one.
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Out of the four, only Fu Jiaâs food was bright green. Mrs Liu and Big Head thought nothing was wrong, that it was Fu Jiaâs dietary habits. After Lu Qiâan saw Fu Jiaâs dishes, he asked:Â âWhy is it all vegetables?â
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âAh?â Fu Jia didnât dare to confirm that Lu Qiâan to talking to him.
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Lu Qiâan stopping talking, he pushed the untouched plate towards Fu Jia and stood up:Â âIâll order another one, please wait.â
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This was a weird moment.
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Mrs Liu and Big Head, who had no relationships, looked at each other like comrade-in-arms, their eyes filled with the same question marks.