Considering sitting against the wall, early the next morning, Song Zhenghui slapped his face with water casually, and hurried to the school without eating, preparing to sit in the seat before Qiu Yiqing arrived at the school, so as to avoid having to talk to him if he was late, and let him make room for her to sit in.

"Hmm... It's good that I came early" took a long breath, and Song Zhenghui's Ge You, who was on his back, slumped on the bench, humming a little song happily.

"I will always remember the summer wind, clearly saying that you love me, I see your cool smile, and there are times when you are shy..."

It is also beneficial to sit in the first row, Song Zhenghui tilted his head and saw Qiu Yiqing walking in the distance, and suddenly an idea came to mind, and he grinned sheepishly. I saw her quickly run to the podium and get a piece of chalk, which was quickly pressed into powder and spread on the bench. Thanks to her strength, how can an ordinary little girl easily crush a whole piece of chalk with her hands in such a short time. After dealing with it, he was satisfied with blowing the residue on his hand and waited for the show to begin.

Qiu Yiqing, as usual, walked to the position leisurely, pretending to be casual and glanced at Song Zhenghui, which can be said to be stunned. This... Like, it seems... It's too raunchy, isn't it...??The corners of the mouth are not... Watermarks ??? hair... Well, it's really a little oily, it's all a lock... Moreover, she is like this, and she seems to be in a good mood...

Qiu Yiqing silently complained a few words in his heart, it was really "wonderful", and he had never seen her so sloppy before. At the same time, I also pray for myself that the first day at the same table can be spent safely...

When he was about to put down his schoolbag and sit down, he caught a glimpse of Song Zhenghui's joy, and his eyes suddenly felt bad when he glanced at the bench from time to time, and he hurriedly looked back at it when he was alert.

It seems that the idea of living in peace is all wishful thinking on his part, and this chalk ash full of bench is not just trying to make a fool of him. "Well, I had it as soon as I entered the classroom, and I just wanted to remind you not to sit down, how about it, thank me. Song Zhenghui opened her eyes and explained "kindly".

This explanation is a bit of a "no silver three hundred taels here", Qiu Yiqing looked at the powder on her fist that had not been wiped clean, and said with a smile: "Old acquaintances are just different, take care of me so much." I see your hands are quite dirty, and it looks like you just had powder on the bench, so why don't you wipe it for me by the way? ”

Song Zhenghui was speechless: "As long as your face is big, I don't owe you." "Take the language book and ignore Qiu Yiqing.

"It's so immoral that there are such unqualified people in the class, and this kind of person should clean the classroom for a week. Qiu Yiqing took out the paper and deliberately complained loudly while wiping it.

At this time, Yang Yumeng happily came over to greet them. "Qiu Yiqing, you have a habit of cleanliness, do you still have to wipe the bench before sitting?"

Qiu Yiqing: "No, I don't know who sprinkled a bunch of chalk dust on my bench." ”

Yang Yumeng: "Wow, who is this, it's neurotic." Why don't you put chalk ash on someone else's bench? After listening to this, Xiaomeng began to pull her throat and hold her grievances.

Qiu Yiqing: "Yes, Song Zhenghui also has it on the bench, I don't know who is so boring." After speaking, he looked at Song Zhenghui with a smile.

Yang Yumeng: "That's right, if I let me know who it is, I will definitely sprinkle chalk dust all over the table for him!"

"Hahaha, then please ask classmate Yang to help us check?" Qiu Yiqing didn't think it was a big deal, and he sang and harmonized with Xiaomeng.

Song Zhenghui, who has not spoken, finally realized what it means to sit like a needle, but she really didn't expect to kill Yang Yumeng halfway, and she was stupidly led by Qiu Yiqing. The key is that they just complain, they have to nod and agree, they really shoot themselves in the foot.

"Well, maybe someone accidentally got dirty, so let's not make a fuss. Song Zhenghui winked at Xiaomeng vigorously, after all, after so many years of girlfriends, this hint should always be understood, right?

The fact is: Song Jung-hye thinks too much.

Yang Yumeng: "Seven cubs, what's wrong with you today, your hair is so messy, your eyes are still blinking, haven't you slept well?"

Ah, I'm really going to faint, how can I have such a stupid girlfriend, Song Zhenghui is crying in her heart.

"Ahem, is it? It's the same as every day. "Song Zhenghui didn't notice that there was anything wrong with her.

"Look at the mirror!" Xiao Meng immediately took out the exclusive small mirror and put it in front of Song Zhenghui.

Uh, this... Well... Oh, my God... This... No, I've been talking to Qiu Yiqing like this just now... Good embarrassment.

Song Zhenghui couldn't wait to find a crack on the ground to get into, how could he forget to wash his hair and comb his hair, he was embarrassed and embarrassed, and hurriedly pushed away Qiu Yiqing, who was standing on the side, and ran to the bathroom at a speed of 100 meters.

"It's really strange, what's wrong with the seven cubs today?" Xiao Meng looked at Qiu Yiqing cutely.

"I guess I'm, as if she has more chalk on the bench than mine. ”

"Who is this, it's so bad, I'll help you tell the bald. Xiao Meng was indignant.

Qiu Yiqing nodded not to be a big deal: Song Zhenghui is so funny, he was just criticized yesterday and made this one again today. The crescent-like eyes quietly looked at Song Zhenghui who was running wildly, and it was estimated that he didn't even notice that he was so quiet and gentle at this moment, and the corners of his slightly raised mouth were full of smiles. I'm looking forward to the days ahead...