"What, aren't knitting classmates together?"

"Well, she seems to have something to do. ”

"I always feel a little indifferent to knitting. ”

"It's rare that we agree, Tang Yucheng. ”

"I'm just telling the truth, what does Xueyu think. ”

"I think knitting is a very serious girl. ”

"The answer is not what you asked. ”

"Cut, didn't your speech make the two of us feel like we were speaking ill of others behind our backs?"

"I'm sorry, Yucheng. ”

I thought about it for a moment and apologized.

"Ah, I ......"

"That, how to say it, I'm used to complaining a little, don't worry about what I said just now. ”

"It's okay, Yucheng. ”

"Xueyu is so kind, she must have been very popular before. ”

"Eh, me? Actually, it's been pretty ordinary. ”

"Really? I feel that Xueyu's character is very distinct. ”

"This ......"

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There was a faint air of solemnity along the way, and the sight around me subtly made me doubt my decision.

"It always feels like it's a bit of a crowd. ”

"It doesn't matter what the stranger's gaze is, it's ...... as always."

Zhao Shiyue's expression was a little cold, and her eyes were a little disdainful.

"I've experienced a lot of this kind of scene, and I can't help but get into the role. ”

Also, Yan will meet or something, talk or something, maybe there will be a dance party or something.

"But listening to Xiao Yueyue say this, I calmed down a lot. ”

"Xiao Yueyue or something, Xueyu, do you treat Zhao Shiyue as a child?"

"I like that title a lot, so Xueyu, you don't need to change it. ”

"Okay. ”

Unconsciously, the classroom was already noisy, and the only remaining vacant seats were gradually filled, and when the knitting came, it was also pulled over by Tang Yucheng's efforts.

Now the four people in our dormitory occupy the fourth and fifth rows by the door.

Within a few minutes, a young female teacher also walked in, presumably the head teacher.

The classroom fell silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, when we meet for the first time, I am Pingxin, and I am your homeroom teacher for the next three years. ”

Ping Xin spoke standard Mandarin gently with a quiet smile.

"You can call me Pingping, or Sister Xin. ”

"Teacher Ping's words are not impossible, but they seem a little old. ”

The teacher's lovely speech drew laughter from everyone.

"Alright, alright, let's introduce ourselves in separate bedrooms, let's prepare for a few minutes. ”

The originally subtle and tense atmosphere was diluted by the teacher's words.

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The self-introduction ended smoothly, and although it may not be particularly memorable, it was a happy completion of getting acquainted with each other.

"So, do you want to form your own group or let me arrange it?"

"Assemble your own. ”

Most of the students chose to combine freely, so the teacher asked us to discuss it for a while.

"Is it okay for us to work in a group of four?"

Zhao Shiyue asked.

I nodded, and Tang Yucheng also agreed, only Knitting was silent.

"Weaving, how's it going?"

"It's pretty much the same anyway, whatever. ”

So we agreed.

"But the teacher said there should be at least five people in a group. ”

Since there are 46 people in the class, it is a model of six groups of six and two groups of five.

"So what are you going to do, do you know anyone?"

Tang Yucheng asked the other three.

I shook my head, knitting still lowered my head to read the book, Zhao Shiyue was a little speechless and stopped.

"Yo, isn't this the right month, can you let me join your group?"

We were greeted by a boy covered in black.

"Zhao Shiyue, do you know?"

Tang Yucheng asked Zhao Shiyue.

The corners of Zhao Shiyue's mouth moved, but she didn't speak.

For a moment, the atmosphere fell silent.

"It's so embarrassing, Shiyue, you don't give me face. ”

That boy, if I'm not mistaken, called a mourning message.

"Snow and rain, is it okay?"

Zhao Shiyue threw the question at me at a loss.

"If everyone doesn't object, it should be okay. ”

I looked at my roommates, knitting was still reading, Tang Yucheng spread his hands helplessly, Zhao Shiyue lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Then I promised, Xiao Yueyue. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Then, mourning classmates, welcome, no, thank you. ”

"You remember me who was the first to speak. I'll go back first, bye. ”

"Bye. ”

Zhao Shiyue's hand was on mine, a little cold.

"Xueyu, don't think he's a good person. ”

"It's okay, Xiao Yueyue. ”

I looked at her low gaze tenderly, wondering if she had read what I was saying.

"But maybe it's just my one-sided view, after all, people are always changing. ”

"Hmm. ”

"By the way, who is the leader of our group?"

"Does anyone want to be?"

"I'll forget it, I can't even manage myself. ”

"Do you want to be the snow and rain?"

"If everybody doesn't want to. ”

"Well, I don't know what to do. ”

"Huhu, huhu, I'm going to use that at this time. ”

"What?"

"Draw lots. ”

"It seems like it can be done. ”

"Then let me make it fairly, three is enough. ”

"Why three?"

"Didn't I say I'm not suitable?"

"But since it's a lot, you should participate fairly. ”

"But it's not good for me to be the leader of the group. ”

"No one is born right. ”

While they were chatting, I had already made four small pieces of paper.

"By the way, do you want to participate in the lottery?"

"Forget it, I'm not at ease with that person being the team leader. ”

"Then take one for each person. ”

I spread four identical pieces of paper on my desk.

"By the way, the person who drew 'congratulations' is the group leader. ”

"Is this some kind of bad taste?"

"It's a blessing. ”

"Weave, give. ”

"I didn't say I wanted to participate. ”

"Sorry, I didn't ask for your opinion. ”

"But it's blank anyway, so it doesn't matter. ”

Listening to the knitting answer, I also looked at my own piece of paper, which was also blank.

"Looks like congratulations to one of the two in advance. ”

"How to say, Zhao Shiyue, you look first. ”

"No, you can ask first. ”

"One, two, three, together?"

"Okay, 3, 2, 1. ”

The two of them nervously showed the pieces of paper at the same time, and this time it seemed that Zhao Shiyue was luckier.

"Congratulations, Xiao Yueyue. ”

Zhao Shiyue looked at the "congratulations" in her hand in disbelief.

"Forget it, anyway, I didn't feel too comfortable to let Tang Yucheng be the team leader. ”

"Then please accept it from the beginning. ”

"How can that show my greatness?"

"No, this guy is disgusting. ”

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"Have you all finished the discussion? If you are done with the discussion, please hand in the group membership list and draw lots to determine the group number. ”

Zhao Shiyue went up to draw lots, and then walked back, showing the number "8" in his hand.

"It seems like an auspicious number. ”

"That's right, Zhao Shiyue, drew a final cleaning number. ”

"Hmph, that's a piece of cake. ”

At the same time, the knit closed the book and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Weaving, have you finished reading?"

"Well, what are you doing now?"

"We're in Group 8. ”

I gestured to the scrap of paper in my hand.

"It doesn't matter. ”

"Also...... Yes, too. ”

At this time, Wai Siyu also walked over to this side and asked.

"The first few groups drawn by the month. ”

“8。 ”

Zhao Shiyue replied slightly coldly.

The mourning oracle stared at Zhao Shiyue for a while, and then suddenly smiled.

"I thought you would be the happiest laugh of all of us. ”

After saying this, the mourning oracle departed.

What exactly is "we" in words?