Yang An looked at Yang Liang as if he was reincarnated as a starving ghost, and snapped off Yang Liang's hand that was about to reach out to the braised lion's head: "Say, go wash your hands." ”

By the time Yang Liang finished washing her hands, Yang An had already helped her make a bowl of rice.

Yang Liang didn't eat, first ate a braised lion's head, and said, "It's delicious." ”

Yang An asked, "What's wrong with you, how hungry are you?" Also, didn't you say that you had dinner at night, why did you come back?"

"Hey, I'm here. Yang Liang put the lion's head down: "Hey, don't say it." It was good at first, but then there was one that was very annoying. ”

Yang An didn't know the situation, and thought that she was not familiar with the classmates in the class or had some contradictions, so she said: "Didn't I tell you, classmates are humble to each other." Everyone has their own personality, don't compete with your classmates. ”

"Oh, what do you say, am I such a stingy person?"

Yang An didn't speak, but his eyes betrayed him, and he felt that Yang Liang was sometimes quite stingy.

Yang was angry, snapped down his chopsticks, and said angrily: "Brother, you are also angry with me." He stared at Yang An with a look of grievance.

If Yang Liang's classmates, especially Fang Qian, saw it, they probably wouldn't believe it, this was the cold Yang Liang in their impression, she would actually be petty, was she coquettish just now?

Yang An couldn't stand Yang Liang's expression the most, so he said, "Okay, good, you are well, eat quickly." ”

Yang Liang picked up the dishes and chopsticks again, and said while eating.

"Actually, it's just that Fang Qian, since I gave him a lecture last time, he has been pestering me all the time, it's really annoying. Today, he actually said that he likes me, hum, I don't like him at all, I hate him. Brother, I'll tell you ......."

Yang Liang chatted with Yang An about Fang Qian, and when dinner was almost over, Yang Liang didn't finish talking completely.

“…… I don't like a little boy like him, I'm self-righteous. ”

Yang An also thought about it, it was really the age when love first opened, Yang An was also two years older than them, and he was also in love. When he was in junior high school, he also liked to go to Xu Qingqing's side. Sometimes it's pretending to pass by casually, and sometimes it's looking for something irlevant. Yang An glanced at Yang Liang, well, this little girl looks pretty good. So he understood Fang Qian quite well, he had a sense of crisis, and made a wrong decision in a hurry.

So he quipped: "What's so troublesome about this, it's a very happy thing for someone to like it." ”

Yang Liang pouted: "What's so happy, it's annoying." That Fang Qian hates very much, like a follower, and likes to be nosy, he has him everywhere. ”

Yang An listened, and was very sad for that Fang Qian, the falling flowers were affectionate, the flowing water was unintentional, and the days of unrequited love were not easy.

"So you're just coming back? Not even going to the meeting? He's him, you're the whole class, it's not good for you to leave like this. ”

Yang Liang didn't care at all: "I didn't want to do anything with my classmates, and it wasn't you who told me to go." Originally, it was pretty good, but I hated it when I saw that Fang Qian, so I simply didn't go. ”

Yang An originally wanted to say a few words, but he didn't understand it too much, this kind of thing still needs Yang Liang to digest slowly, so he lowered his head and drank the soup, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said: "I cooked dinner, you remember to wash the dishes and chopsticks." ”

"Okay, I got it. Yang Liang waved her hand, and suddenly she looked at Yang An very seriously and said, "Brother, you are so happy." ”

"What do you mean?" Yang An was confused.

"Because you have someone who likes it. Yang Liang looked at Yang An with big eyes.

Yang An's heart fluttered, and he fled, and kept telling himself in his heart: She was talking about Xu Qingqing, she was talking about Xu Qingqing.

Yang Liang looked at Yang An's back, the corners of his mouth turned up, and whispered proudly: "Hmph, coward." “

………………

As soon as Yang An arrived at school the next day, Gao Xiaosong gradually asked: "Yang An, do you know, I heard that the school is going to hold a New Year's Day party, and we also participate in the third year of high school. ”

"The party, you started preparing so early? By the way, why hasn't this year's debate tournament started?"

Gao Xiaosong turned his head to look at Yang An, as if he was looking at an alien.

"Yang An, I really doubt what you do when you go to school every day, do you have amnesia?" said Gao Xiaosong, who also reached over and touched Yang An's head.

Yang An slapped it away and said, "What are you doing, talk well." Of course I came to school to study, I think you have a nervous problem, and you said such strange things early in the morning. ”

"My words are strange?" Gao Xiaosong asked, pointing his finger to his nose.

"Strange. ”

Gao Xiaosong patted the table in front of him and asked, "Yang An asked why the debate tournament hasn't started this year." ”

The front table showed the same eyes as Gao Xiaosong: "Yang An, is it because you were addicted to the limelight in the debate tournament last year?

Yang An said embarrassedly: "What's the matter, I'm just weird." The front table glanced at Yang An, his eyes were completely contemptuous, and he turned his head to Gao Xiaosong and said, "Let's just say it, I didn't look at talking to an alien." ”

Gao Xiaosong made an OK gesture to the front table and said to Yang An: "Alas, it seems that only me, the tablemate, does not dislike you, let me tell you, the debate competition ended two weeks ago." ”

"Ah, how come I don't know?"

Gao Xiaosong was a little bad and said: "Didn't I invite you, I'm very disappointed, you are the best debater." ”

Yang An waved his hand: "No, no, I feel strange, when did I compete, why don't I have any news." ”

Gao Xiaosong said: "Okay, I won't joke with you." This year, we did not have a debate competition in the third year of high school, and the first and second years of high school have ended. ”

Yang An said: "No wonder. But that's not right, I haven't heard you talk about it in my first and second years of high school. ”

Gao Xiaosong had a bitter face: "Tell you, you have to be serious and upright in class, you won't be seen after class, and you will run home as soon as you get out of school, how can I tell you?"

Yang An smiled: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault." You're short, big, tight, and adults have a lot of them. ”

"Hey~ Short, tight, you're big. ”

So the two of them got into a fight.

After a while, both of them packed their clothes and got ready for class.

Gao Xiaosong said again: "Hey, Yang An, I can tell you that we didn't participate in the debate competition in our senior year of high school this time, just to participate in this millennium party." The school leaders said that the third year of high school is intense, and it is good to participate in an activity. And this time it is a new century and a new millennium, a real millennium, so the school leaders decided that it would be good if it was just a party. And each class has at least two programs, so it's worth looking forward to. I can't wait. ”

Yang An quickly calculated the days in his heart and said, "It's still more than a month, it's still early." Besides, the students' evening party is not just singing and dancing, what is there to see. ”

This is Yang An's habitual thinking again, he later watched all kinds of annual meetings, all kinds of college students' hot dances, and the Internet went crazy. But it's still 1999, and it's a small city like Anseong, where a group of people sing and dance, and if there are a few good-looking girls, it's worth it.

Sure enough, Gao Xiaosong glanced at Yang An and said with disdain: "Nerd, don't listen to what's going on outside the window." ”