When it comes to life during the school season, most of us have the experience of passing small notes, whether you study well or not, or you have a quiet and unrestrained personality, as long as you sit in class, then you can't escape the fate of writing notes - because there are always some words that are inconvenient to say in the eyes of young people, and there is also the pleasure of writing notes, and some words are always good on paper.

Zhao Yingran pinched the note handed over by Wen Shaohua in his hand, looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wen Shaohua, only to see that the other party was motionless and looked at the blackboard as if he was studying a major topic, Zhao Yingran turned around and looked at what was written on the note again:

First of all, I'll admit that I didn't do the right thing before, but it's important that you don't lose your awe of me because I took the initiative to talk to you. Secondly, since the words have been spoken, then the matter between us will end here, that is, from now on, we will be at the same table, of course, we can also be friends, but this depends on your attitude in the future. Finally, can you do something for me?

After reading the note again, Zhao Yingran couldn't help but sigh with emotion, thinking that it is okay to apologize so justifiably? She hesitated for a while, and finally tore off a page from her notebook, and then picked up her pen and wrote: The key is, why should I be friends with you? And to become your friend, I have to have a sense of awe for you? If you want to write off the previous things, first of all, you have to see whether I agree or not, otherwise why should I help you?

Wen Shaohua took the note, and after reading the contents, he was silent for a long time, and then remembered Aunt Mei's teachings, and finally made up his mind, he wrote on the back of the note: I officially apologize to you, do you agree?

Zhao Yingran took the note, and when she saw this sentence, she almost laughed out loud, thinking to herself, shouldn't apology be accepted or not accepted? What does it mean to agree? I glanced at him again, thinking of what kind of stimulation this child has been getting late, and he would be the first to bow to himself? Or is it that it is more difficult for him to get rid of what he has done?

Without hesitation, Zhao Yingran continued to write a small note.

"I can reluctantly accept your apology, but that doesn't mean I'm going to do it for you. At the same time, as a tablemate, it is my duty to remind you not to sleep during future class times, because you like to grind your teeth when you sleep, and I can't stand that sound. ”

Outside the window, the leaves were flying, and a few drops of water seeping out of the balcony hung on the eaves of the floor, and the breeze blew on the face, but through the glass, but the droplets were blown off, ticking and ticking, like someone playing marbles in the countryside, pressing the piano in the key of F, or the soft words of a girl laughing in the ear.

A class lasts forty-five minutes, and time passes on small slips of paper that shuttle back and forth.

"You can first listen to what you need to help me do, and then consider whether to refuse or not, and at the same time, how do you know about me grinding my teeth when I sleep? I believe that even Aunt Mei will not know such a private thing, no, it should be that I can't grind my teeth when I sleep at all, you are a rumor." Also, what do you mean by the poem you wrote?"

"Why should I listen to your? Okay, maybe your idea might be fantastic, but I'm never going to help you bully a classmate, and I can't think of any place where you need me to help you. Also, do you still need me to talk about grinding your teeth when you are sleeping? When you were a child, you ...... Forget it, don't mention it. What do I mean by the poems I write? Does that mean you have to explain to me what your poems are about?"

"It's not a good thing for girls to be smart, yes, I just want to tell you that my poems are written for you. ”

Replying to this letter, Wen Shaohua's face was peach-like, and he slanted his face and tried not to let Zhao Yingran see his appearance in this situation, he touched his somewhat hot face, thinking that the method taught by Aunt Mei was really good.

As the so-called two points and one line are the closest, the most straightforward is the most straightforward, outspoken, and the heart is pierced.

Wen Shaohua waited for a reply with anticipation, but the other party did not reply, he glanced back and found that the other party had his head down, his hair covering the note on the desk, and at the same time his hand kept turning the pen, as if he was thinking about how to answer his question.

Wen Shaohua couldn't help but want to yell when he thought of this, but in class, he couldn't roar if he wanted to, he couldn't laugh if he wanted to, he only kept silently reciting the set in the Korean drama in his heart, saying to your eyes that I like you, and telling her that my poems are written for you, and usually in this case, girls will be moved to the ground until they are included in their arms. Just wait for the other party to ask, why do you want to write poems for me? Wen Shaohua will answer: Because I like you!

So, what are you waiting for? Wen Shaohua smiled.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding"

The bell rang suddenly, Zhao Yingran stopped the pen, pressed the note under the desk, and then looked up casually and looked around, with the teacher's dismissal, she stretched her waist, and at the same time glanced at her table obliquely, only to see the same action, the same posture, her table was also stretching at this time, and her eyes were looking at herself obliquely.

The two of them looked at each other, ignoring the appearance of their eyes trying to turn, and the two of them were a little embarrassed. Wen Shaohua weakly lowered his arm, his lips moved, he wanted to say something, but he was still embarrassed to say it.

Eventually, he mustered up the courage to say hello, or do you remember me, or ......

Just when Wen Shaohua was still thinking about what words to use, the whole class suddenly screamed in shock, and the shouts instantly turned into cheers with someone's declaration, and finally it was a sentence that students often like to shout: Together!

Wen Shaohua was awakened by the noise, and when he heard these three words together, he thought to himself, how do you know?

However, after all, it is the weak narcissism and fantasy of adolescent boys.

Just now, after the teacher walked out of the door, when Zhao Yingran and Wen Shaohua were pretending to stretch their waists, Yuan Tian suddenly walked up to the podium, erased the comments on the blackboard with the blackboard, and then wrote a paragraph, and then shouted another sentence.

At this point, the students were boiling.

He wrote: Zhao Yingran, I like you!

What he shouted was: How are you okay to be my girlfriend?

Wen Shaohua's hand holding the pen trembled a little, Zhao Yingran seemed to be too frightened, she had never been chased by a boy, and she forgot how to speak for a while.

Yuan Tian looked at Zhao Yingran, stretched out his hand and took out a bottle of can of Coke on Wen Shaohua's table, then pulled the pull ring, put down the Coke, and stretched out his hand to take Zhao Yingran's hand, and put the pull ring on her ring finger like a ring.

Yuan Tian saw that Zhao Yingran did not refuse, and her somewhat stunned expression, he liked her even more.

Then he turned his head to his classmates and said, "From now on, Zhao Yingran will be my girlfriend." ”

It was only at this time that Zhao Yingran came back to her senses, and the first thing she did was to glance at Wen Shaohua and find that the other party did not respond, and then she leaned in, pushed Yuan Tian away and ran out of the classroom.

Lin Xiaoni was eating a piece of chocolate on the seat, but she didn't bite into it, like a paper-cut, and then saw Zhao Eran running out, so she came back to her senses and leaned on, and quickly got up and ran out of the classroom to chase Zhao Eran.

Yuan Tilt was pushed away, holding the desk with one hand, his hair was a little scattered, this appearance ignited the spring heart of those female classmates in the classroom, all kinds of eyes looked at him for a moment, only to see him laugh at himself, and then pulled Zhao Yingran's chair, and sat down with a big grin, this appearance left an unbeatable Prince Charming-like beautiful scene in the hearts of those female students in the classroom, just sighed one by one, why is the heroine not herself?

Outside the classroom, on the playground, Zhao Yingran panted and shouted: "I don't want to be the so-called heroine." ”

Lin Xiaoni followed behind her and gasped and said, "I just want to know what you ate yesterday, how can you run so fast?"

In the classroom, on the desk, Yuan Tian sat in Zhao Yingran's position, and said to Wen Shaohua casually: "Do you have anything to do with her?"

Wen Shaohua said calmly: "No." ”