Song Junxi was not angry, and continued to write in the book with a shy face [Xia Xia, you care so much about me and Chen Lin practicing the piano, are you already deeply in love with me!]

I turned my head to look, and he looked determined, which made people hate it more and more!

I took the book and wrote two words on it: "Listen to the class!]

Song Junxi chuckled, and the three words of the little girl clearly crossed my ears!

Next, Song Junxi never practiced the piano alone with Chen Lin on the grounds that the chorus was a tacit understanding of the whole class.

And his attitude towards Chen Lin is also very indifferent, I haven't seen and spoken much, so I feel more comfortable, it turns out that I don't play the piano and talk about love like I imagined!

Time flies, and New Year's Day has arrived.

The day before the school performance, each class organized a New Year's Day party, hosted by Liu Xiaoran and Song Junxi.

The classmates all had to perform a show, even Mr. Han was coaxed by us to sing a song, outside Li Chen's window, Mr. Han's voice sang this song very well, he said that this song was a very popular song in college, and it was also a favorite song.

I still didn't have the courage to sing the song of the fruit of summer, and Li Nuo gave me an eye and asked me to tell a joke, which, although very funny, tasted nothing from my mouth, but it was barely passable.

Song Junxi sang an English song, color aldithakiss, I heard this song for the first time, I think, Song Junxi sang affectionately, sure enough, as soon as the song was finished, someone in the class coaxed: "Class leader, you sing this authentic and beautiful sound!"

Teacher Han also laughed with everyone.

Later, in the dead of night, I always liked to listen to this song, but I couldn't hear the feeling that Song Junxi sang back then.

It was ten o'clock when the party ended, and Mr. Han saw that the time was not early, so he asked us to go back to the dormitory early, and the students in the class dispersed in a hurry.

I looked at the melon seed peels, candy peels, and orange peels on the ground, and the table was not put back in place, it was a mess, where did everyone take care of these things.

I went to the back of the classroom and found a broom, ready to clean it before going back to the dormitory.

Song Junxi and Wu Gang set the tables first, and the classroom was clanging for a while.

It may be that Teacher Han heard the movement of the classroom when he left the office and came up again.

Seeing that we were cleaning the classroom, he gave Song Junxi a thumbs up: "Yes! The squad leader arranged the work very well!"

Song Junxi calmly: "Teacher, these are all the students who took the initiative to stay and clean up, I just assist!"

"Okay, good!" Teacher Han said two good words before leaving.

The next day, the school auditorium was full, and the performances here were naturally the best programs for each class.

Naturally, each class has known about the chorus in our class for a long time, but they don't know that our class has a killer feature.

On that day, the curtain opened, the flower-like boy sat in front of the piano, the jade girl was on the other side, and the violin had already been put on a posture.

Liu Xiaoran reported the curtain and gestured, a long-prepared childhood, singing a bit of the taste of juvenile thoughts.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the two people in front, although the chorus of our class did not win the first prize, but won the second prize, the best result of the third group of high school, is also good!

Teacher Han also felt that there was a light on his face, who said that the students in our key classes would only die studying?

After a short happy time, there is a brutal review, and the first provincial mock exam of the third year of high school is about to arrive.

This exam will use a comprehensive test paper instead of a single subject, although I have also done a lot of comprehensive test papers, but this is the first time that the official exam has been taken.

A month before the exam, the students in our class were eager to hang their heads and stab their heads, and the dormitory lights were turned off on time, but we also had a secret magic weapon, a flashlight!

Sitting on the bed by himself, making rolling paper one by one, basically no one went out for ten minutes after class, lying on the table one by one to let the brain rest, hearing the class bell ringing, one by one from the table, as if the game was full of blood, all of them were full of energy.

There are only 132 days left in the college entrance examination, and what is the concept of 132 days?

We must pay attention, including this exam.

Song Junxi and I haven't gone out on a date for a whole month, and we were busy arranging the show some time ago, but now we're busy with exams, and we can't finish the papers.

The power went out again at the beginning of the evening self-study, but no one in the class was reluctant to go back to the dormitory.

Reading in the classroom is still much more comfortable than in the dormitory, and you don't have to hold it under the covers.

Teacher Han sent a classmate to buy candles from the school's shop, and the sports committee member of our class.

A few students shouted behind them, "Hurry up, or the other classes will be bought out!"

"Teacher, otherwise, I'll go too, and I can help line up!"

Teacher Han supports his forehead, how can today's children fight harder than he did then!

The candles were quickly bought, one by one, lit, and continued to work hard.

I still do the comprehensive test paper, scratching my heart and liver, doing it, I faintly feel that something is wrong, when I raise my head, the roll paper on my book has been burned a corner, I look up, the fire is aimed at my eyebrows and forehead bangs, the feeling of burning eyebrows, I finally know.

A scorching stream of fire, a burnt smell.

I subconsciously covered my forehead, Song Junxi also noticed it, and nervously reached out and quickly broke my hand to see if my forehead was burned: "Are you okay?"

"It's fine!"

Li Nuo sat behind and naturally saw it clearly: "Xia Xia, you burn books and pit Confucianism, hurry up and burn it neatly!"

Teacher Han also noticed the situation on our side: "What's going on?"

"The candle accidentally burned the test paper, it's okay, Teacher Han don't worry!" Song Junxi pretended to be calm.

Actually, we're not sure, did Mr. Han see Song Junxi just look at my forehead, I didn't dare to look up, for fear that Mr. Han would see something!/~ Semi-floating ♣ *Sheng: .*No pop-ups?@++

"Xia Xia wants to set fire to relieve the pressure of studying!" Li Nuo said jokingly

"Xia Xia is okay!" Teacher Han asked with concern.

"It's okay, Mr. Han, it's just burning my hair and eyebrows!" I smiled a little embarrassedly as I covered my burnt hair on my forehead.

"Be careful, the school doesn't allow you to study at night when the power goes out, because you're afraid that this candle will hurt everyone, safety first!" Mr. Han said to everyone.

Chen Lin turned around and said coldly: "It's not a three-year-old child, who would make such a mentally retarded mistake!"

Wu Yali nudged her and motioned for her to stop talking.

I'm really too lazy to look at her, what kind of person is this, the dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, this sentence is really tailor-made for her!