"What's the matter with you, is there nowhere to spill if you are angry?" Wu Yali threw down the sentence angrily and turned back. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com]

"You're sick, what are you talking about! No matter how good Song Junxi is, it has nothing to do with you, what is the strength of being poor!" Li Lan originally came to me after class to talk, and she was angry.

"Forget it, don't talk about it!" I pulled Li Lan's arm, not wanting to quarrel anymore.

"Use you to pretend to be a good person!" Wu Yali turned around and stood up, the stool fell to the ground all of a sudden, smashing on my feet, and I grinned in pain.

Li Lan looked at me with a wrong expression: "What's wrong with you?"

I didn't want to make a big deal out of it and shook my head.

The stool fell to the ground with a loud sound, Li Lan stretched out her head to look under the table, and the stool still fell on my feet!

"Wu Yali, you mad dog, I didn't see you smash someone!"

Wu Yali snorted as if she didn't see it, and walked out of the classroom.

"You're all right!"

"It's okay, you can rest assured!" I endured the pain and comforted Li Lan, I didn't want to let Li Lan and Wu Yali quarrel anymore because of me.

"What's wrong?" Song Junxi's nice voice sounded beside me.

"Nothing!"

"It's nothing, when did such a bull ghost and snake god come to the class, the stool smashed on Xia Xia's feet, and he didn't even say sorry!"

Song Junxi didn't say anything, Li Lan complained a few words, got up and returned to his position.

Next is the English class, Song Junxi quietly wrote in the notebook: Do your feet still hurt?

[It doesn't hurt, it's okay!]

Song Junxi turned his head to look at me, his good-looking eyebrows twisted together, obviously not in disbelief.

At noon, Song Junxi took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the classroom and insisted that I take off my shoes to see how my feet were?

"Don't look at it, it's really fine!" It's too embarrassing, so I naturally refuse.

"Can't you take it off?"

"No!" I folded my feet together and wouldn't show him.

"If you don't take it off, I'll come by myself!" Song Junxi threatened me.

"I。。。。。 I didn't wash my feet yesterday!" I smiled innocently, hoping to fool him.

"I'm not afraid!"

"My feet stink!"

"I'm stuffy, I'm not afraid!"

"Song Junxi, why are you so annoying, I said it's okay, why do you have to see it? I don't know if a girl's feet can't be shown to others?" I remembered the story that my grandmother told me when I was a child, saying that in the past, a young lady from a big family in our town was regarded as unchaste because she was accidentally seen with her feet, and she was dismissed by her husband's family, and became an old girl for the rest of her life.

"Don't worry, I'll be responsible!" Song Junxi had already leaned over and grabbed my ankle.

I really felt so embarrassed that I didn't have the courage to look at him anymore.

"It's all swollen, and you say it's okay!" Song Junxi's eyes glared, and he was very fierce: "Are you stupid, will you only be bullied?"

I hurriedly put on my shoes and socks: "She didn't mean it, why should I care, everyone is a classmate, how ugly! I don't want to be unhappy with my classmates!"

"Xia Xia!" Song Junxi's voice raised a little, and I looked up at him: "Hmm!"

Song Junxi was a little helpless: "Can you still walk?"

"Of course I can, it's really fine!" I got up from the chair and took two steps in front of him, my instep hurt very much when I walked, I was afraid that Song Junxi would be worried, so I pulled the corners of my mouth and smiled: "Look, it's okay!"

Song Junxi frowned and didn't say a word, I was afraid that he would see it, so I simply shut up.

In the afternoon, at the end of class, Song Junxi got up and walked politely to Wu Yali: "Classmate Wu, I heard that your illustrations are very good, and the words are beautiful, so I want to ask you to be responsible for this issue of the board newspaper!"

Wu Yali pushed her glasses and smiled: "Okay!"

"It's just that there are no good illustrations in our class, and there are few good handwriting, so I may have to give full authority to Mr. Wu to be responsible, no problem, right?"

Wu Yali shook her head nymphomaniac: "No problem, rest assured, squad leader!"

I was doing my homework there and always felt that Song Junxi was not so kind, weird!

In addition to the back of the classroom, if the school board newspaper is the turn of which class, it will also be responsible for the school, I suddenly thought, this week seems to be our class on duty, so Wu Yali is not going to publish two board newspapers alone?

With such a large amount of work, she can bear it!

I wanted to cover the corners of my mouth with a smile and glanced at Song Junxi, he couldn't be haunted by the morning's events!

Surely you will repay!

It is said that Wu Yali didn't eat dinner that day, not even time to gnaw bread, and at noon the next day, Wu Yali didn't go to the canteen to eat, Li Lan even went to their dormitory to take a look, and the dormitory didn't have it, covering her mouth and snickering: "The head of the team shot, it was really, ruthless!"

However, Wu Yali's words are really good-looking, the illustrations are also good, and the content selected is also very inspirational.

Song Junxi stood up and said very sincerely: "Teacher, this is all the credit of Wu Yali, Wu Yali is versatile, and it is indeed worth learning from!"

"Yes, it seems that our class is also full of talents, so in the future, Wu Yali will be in charge of the board report of our class!"

I glanced at Song Junxi with some horror: Will I dare to commit such a person in the future?

The most important thing is that this decision was not made by him, and Wu Yali naturally couldn't blame him.

When Mr. Han said this, I obviously saw Wu Yali's back stagnating.

I think it's better for me not to make a mistake in front of him in the future, it's better to keep to myself!

Song Junxi's face was as usual, and there was no joy after the success.

During the self-study class, Wu Yali suddenly sighed, and the girl in front of her asked her, "What's wrong?"

"My hand is cramping!" Wu Yali rubbed her right hand with her left hand, obviously very uncomfortable.

"Is it a lack of calcium?" asked Song Jia.

"Maybe! It's okay!" Wu Yali picked up the pen on the table and continued to do her homework.

Li Lan shrugged her shoulders with a smile covering the corners of her mouth in a low voice.

Song Junxi was very calm, as if the scene just now had nothing to do with him.

"It's so exciting!" Li Lan took my arm and jumped up excitedly.

"Slow down!" I had a sore foot, I couldn't walk fast, she was pulling, I had to speed up my pace, it hurt.

"Your feet still hurt?"

"Shhhhhh

"This Wu Yali is really hateful!" Li Lan muttered in a low voice: "However, the wicked have their own wicked grinding!" After speaking, he laughed happily first.

Li Lan and I sat there waiting for dinner, Song Junxi brought a soup over, and Li Lan lifted the lid: "Team leader, do you have a treat to improve the food today?"

Song Junxi didn't say a word and turned around and left: "Pig's trotter soup?" Li Lan shouted, squeezing her eyebrows at me: "Okay, you can even get this, the aunt who eats in the school cafeteria has to shake off a piece of meat in the spoon a few times, and this pig's trotter soup can be obtained, it seems that it is really eaten by men, women and children! Xia Xia, you are under a lot of pressure!"