Jing Pengze was Jiang Xiaokui's high school classmate, but they didn't know each other until they were in high school.

When they were in elementary school, they were in different classes, they were in the same class in junior high school, they were admitted to the same school after the high school entrance examination, and after being randomly assigned to the class, they are now in the same class again.

City B is so big and there are so many schools, it's actually quite rare to be able to go to school together all the way like this. Jiang Xiangyang and Wen Xun also met Jing Pengze's parents at a more formal parent-teacher meeting at Jiang Xiaokui Junior High School.

Jing Pengze's parents Jing Ming and Peng Suifang are both well-known electronic engineering designers in China, and their occupations and Jiang Xiangyang Wenxun's career span are quite large, but it seems that the boundaries of excellent circles are not obvious, as long as everyone is a person who has made achievements in a certain field, they can always find something to talk to. Because of this, the relationship between the two families has been good since they intersected.

But the relationship between Jiang Xiaokui and Jing Pengze is not good, to be precise, they are not familiar, although they have always been in the same school and class, the two really have no intersection.

Needless to say, the two were in different classes in elementary school, and most of the children at that age only played with their classmates, and they only occasionally saw each other's relationships in school.

When I was in junior high school, everyone initially felt that there was a big difference between men and women, and although they were in the same class, they rarely spoke.

As for now, when she entered high school, the relationship between men and women has completely eased, and even many classmates have fallen in love, but Jiang Xiaokui is still not familiar with Jing Pengze, the reason is that she doesn't treat him very well.

Jing Pengze is a typical child of other people's families, he is very talented in learning, he is among the best in the exams, and he always carries the banner of the school's competition. But he always sleeps in class, and his biggest hobby in his spare time is playing games.

- Clearly gifted party.

confirmed the eyes, it was Jiang Xiaokui who didn't like it.

Back at this time, Jing Pengze's face, which was always unfluctuating, was smashed a little by Jiang Xiaokui's word "didn't write", he raised his eyebrows a little incredulously, and repeated the two words she said, but it was a question sentence.

"Didn't write it?"

"Yes. Jiang Xiaokui replied very cheerfully.

"Oh. Jing Pengze nodded, and returned to a expressionless state, "I heard the teacher scold you just now, and I thought you were just sleepy, but now it seems that you are stupid." ”

“...... And what does it have to do with you. ”

"I'm the class representative, you don't write homework for these two subjects, it has nothing to do with me?"

"I don't write, you should follow the normal process to report to the teacher, instead of talking to me here about what you don't have. Jiang Xiaokui has already made up her mind to be a dashing bad student, but now she feels that the title of bad student is a bit inappropriate, she just decided not to study, not to completely degenerate.

It's just that people who study poorly can't be called "bad".

Although it's a little late to get in touch with art things now, Jiang Xiaokui thinks that maybe she can try to get in touch with it. Since Dad has such a musical cell, she may have inherited it. Even if this doesn't work, there must be something else, and who says that there is only one way to learn?

There are thousands of roads in the world, and there is always one born for her Jiang Xiaokui!

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaokui, who had just lowered her head because she had finished speaking, raised her head again, she looked at Jing Pengze, who had not left yet, and asked him, "Why are you still here?"

"I'm wondering if you're having some mental problems. Jing Pengze squinted at her, "And I'm thinking about how to tell Uncle Jiang and Aunt Wen about this euphemistically." ”

After Jing Pengze finished the last sentence, he left with a bunch of homework, leaving Jiang Xiaokui behind him to grit his teeth.

- This despicable and shameless Jing Pengze knows that she doesn't care about being disciplined by the teacher anymore, so she wants to go to her parents to complain?

- Despicable and shameless!

But later, neither the physics teacher nor the math teacher called Jiang Xiaokui over to talk, which made her feel a little puzzled.

Until the next physics class, the physics teacher stood on the podium from afar and said to Jiang Xiaokui while waiting for Jing Pengze to send everyone's homework, "Xiaokui, remember to put away your homework next time and don't forget to bring it." ”

Jiang Xiaokui's hand that was turning the pen stopped.

She understood that Jing Pengze didn't tell the truth to the teacher, and he told the most boring lie, "She didn't bring her homework." ”

Probably because she never didn't finish her homework before, and this was said by Jing Pengze, the class representative who was selfless and never helped others lie, so the teachers didn't believe it.

She turned her head to look at Jing Pengze, who was still silently doing her homework.

He didn't look at her.

Jiang Xiaokui began to turn the pen again, she turned the pen in her hand faster than just now, and felt a little upset that she owed a favor to someone she didn't like. When Jing Pengze passed by her with her homework, her hand shook, and the pen that was spinning flew to his feet.

He didn't see it, and stepped on it.

Jiang Xiaokui twitched the corners of her mouth, and thought silently - okay, count it as helping me offset the favor.

The next morning, Jiang Xiaokui was still holding her own things and copying the preface of King Teng's Pavilion outside the corridor, the people in the classroom were still reading aloud, and the group of boys downstairs were still playing.

The boy snapping his fingers at her reappeared in her sight, and suddenly, the idea of his name crossed her mind.

She knew which class he was in, and outside each class there would be a silly "personal display wall" with each classmate's photo, name, and message to her high school.

Jiang Xiaokui secretly glanced into her class, and saw that the teacher didn't notice what she meant, so she picked up the book and moved to the door of the boy's class.

There is still a class between their two classes, so Jiang Xiaokui has to be extra careful when moving, so as not to be discovered by his own class teacher, but by someone else's class teacher. Finally moving to the door of the boy's class, she stood up and began to search the wall.

His conspicuousness is not only on the court, on this big wall, among the many faces, Jiang Xiaokui still captures his face at a glance. In the photo, he is smiling very openly, and his words are also ligatures of dragon flying and phoenix dance, but the ligatures are outlined with a simple name: Zhuang Ziping.

The name doesn't feel like it does anything like it does for him.

His message to himself was: Just be happy.

Jiang Xiaokui's gaze moved back to the photo. Looking at Zhuang Ziping's immobile eyes in the photo, her heart beat faster inexplicably. It was probably his message that touched her, and made her, who had always been unhappy, think: I might be happy if I get close to this person.

She quietly moved back into the hallway outside her class in the same way and began to copy the book. Copying and copying, my mind returned to the photo just now.

By surprise, she turned another page and wrote his name on a clean piece of paper.