Chapter 2: The sad life of comics two
Yan Yimu and I walked out of the classroom one after the other. I stood at the door and looked around, but I didn't see Xuan Qing. I was disappointed. If everything here is the same as in the real world, why is Xuan Qing not here? I thought to myself, it's a good thing Xuan Qing is not here. Let her stay in the real world. I wonder if she is looking for me like crazy now? Thinking of this, my eyes couldn't help but redden.
"Classmate Yuyingwu, let's sit together!" Yan Yimu waved at me from his seat. When he waved, the classroom suddenly became quiet and my classmates' eyes fell on me.
I was a little embarrassed. After all, among a group of normal classmates, Yan Yimu was too special. The hair like a chicken coop, the bright red and green clothes, the shoulders that were always drooping, and even the perfect handsome face could not save this look.
"Oh, Yan Yimu finally has a friend!"
"Haha, they are really a good match!"
"Yan Yimu has a good eye, classmate, why don't you go over there quickly!"
" Sit together, sit together, sit together!"
The students were quiet for a moment and then started to shout. There were all kinds of noises in the clamor, and my face turned red. I knew Yan Yimu was an unpopular person, but I didn't expect that my image was so bad that no one spoke up for me. That's right, as a new transfer student, they had no impression of me.
"Everyone, please be quiet. We can't treat new students like this. Hello, new students." A beautiful long-haired girl patted the table and walked towards me with a smile. She has a really great figure. She is estimated to be more than 1.7 meters tall. Her slender legs are whiter than Xuanqing's. She has a bow-shaped headband on her long hair. Her oval face has dimples, willow eyebrows are curved, and her cherry mouth is small. Wow, this is the heroine Xinxin I designed. She is even more delicate in person than the one I drew. I looked at her with a little pride.
"Hello, beautiful Xinxin." I stretched out my hand towards her. In my original plan, Yan Yimu had a crush on her and was tortured by her in various ways.
Xinxin smiled at me, grabbed my hand and said, "You're lucky that you still remember my name. Since Yan Yimu likes you so much, you should sit with him. We should get along harmoniously." She grabbed my hand with a little force and pulled me to Yan Yimu's side.
I looked at her in surprise, not understanding why she would do this: "No, I..."
"Don't you want to sit with Yan Yimu? Then where do you want to sit?" Xin Xin covered her mouth and smiled, and asked the whole class, "Who wants to sit with her?"
The classmates shook their heads: "No, no, we don't want to sit with Yu Yingwu, let her sit with Yan Yimu!"
Xinxin nodded with satisfaction and winked at me charmingly: "So, do you want us to ask the teacher to arrange the seats again?"
I just felt a loud "boom" in my brain, and I had no idea how to react. What was going on? I stood awkwardly beside Yan Yimu, and my classmates laughed one after another.
"Come, sit next to me, thank you everyone." Yan Yimu stood up and pulled me, protecting me behind him, then turned around and bowed to everyone.
I sat by the wall, feeling uneasy for a long time. Why do people hate me so much? I looked up and looked around at my classmates. My eyes fell on Xinxin, who was also staring at me. Her eyes were as sharp as a sword. I felt uncomfortable for no reason and simply lay on the table. I was sure that the heroine Xinxin didn't like me, and my classmates didn't like me. Was it that Yan Yimu was the only one who cared about me in my comic life? !
"Yu Yingwu, stop lying down. Class has started." Yan Yimu pushed my arm. "The teacher hates people who sleep in class the most."
"I didn't sleep, I just lay down for a while." I got up weakly, holding the book, and forced myself to look at the blackboard.
"If you feel uncomfortable, can I take you to the infirmary?" Yan Yimu continued to ask in a good mood.
"I said I was fine!" I couldn't help but glare at him and yell at him fiercely.
Yan Yimu's body trembled, and then he looked at the blackboard. He wrote and drew from time to time, taking notes very seriously. I looked at his serious profile and sighed in my heart. No matter how hard I try, it's useless. According to my setting in the comics, he is always the last one.
"I'll write down the key points for you and you can take a look at it." Yan Yimu suddenly said in a low voice. His long eyelashes were thick and curled, casting heavy shadows on his eyelids. My heart moved for no reason.
The image of the boy in front of me was obviously a mess, but that kind of pure and defenseless care rushed into my heart. I don't understand why the character I designed, with a bad appearance, bad temperament, isolated and hated, has such sincere and pure care in his heart. Is it just because I stopped him from jumping off the building?
"It doesn't matter. As you said, people have to live." Yan Yimu gave me a big smile.
I lowered my head to hold back the tears that were surging in my eyes. In this unreal and strange world, the only warmth I got was from someone I hated.
In the following time, except for Yan Yimu, no other students paid attention to me. Not only did they ignore me, they also isolated me, especially Xinxin. I didn't know how I had offended her, but she disliked me openly or secretly, and even the classmates in the class didn't dare to pay attention to me.
"Student Yuying Wu, you haven't handed in your math homework." The math class representative shouted to me from a distance.
"I have handed it in. It was just released during the break." I answered in confusion.
"But no, you have to hand it in to the teacher during the next break. If you don't hand it in, I will have to tell the teacher." The math class representative said seriously.
I ran over and searched through the pile of homework books, but I couldn't find the one I had just put there. Homework books don't have legs and can't run by themselves, so someone must have taken it away!
"Classmates, has anyone seen my homework book?" I shouted to my classmates.
My classmates were busy with their own things, no one paid attention to me, but Xinxin looked at me with a meaningful smile. I walked up to Xinxin, took a deep breath, calmed down and asked, "Xinxin, have you seen my homework book?"
Xinxin smiled brightly and shook her head: "No, maybe I dropped it somewhere? Actually, there aren't many questions, I can just do them secretly in the next class. Or, if you are not afraid of making a lot of mistakes, you can just use Yan Yimu's homework book. He will definitely be happy to lend it to you. After all, it's not the first time or the second time that he has been punished by the teacher."
"Don't go too far. Do you think it's fun to bully your classmates?" I couldn't help but slam the table and yell.
Xinxin was still sitting in her seat. She just raised her head and looked at me: "Are you standing up for Yan Yimu? A newcomer wants to challenge my position?"
"You are not allowed to bully Goddess Xinxin!"
"Why are you so fierce? You can't find your own homework book and you blame others!"
My classmates were all whispering. I couldn't stand it anymore and ran out with a yell. What kind of world is this? What kind of world did I create?!
"Yu Yingwu, Yu Yingwu, don't be afraid, I found your homework book, but..." Yan Yimu hurried to my side with a notebook in his hand, looked at the homework book with an embarrassed look, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
I sighed and smiled helplessly: "It's just another boring prank, no big deal." I took my homework book, and fortunately it was not as bad as I thought, just a few footprints. I wiped it hard with a tissue, but the stains could not be wiped off.
"I'm sorry... I think I've implicated you. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have any friends." Yan Yimu lowered his head guiltily. He kept saying sorry, as if he would cry at any time.
"I'm the one who should say sorry..." I smiled self-deprecatingly. The current situation was caused by me. I suddenly wanted to tell Yan Yimu everything.
