Let's not talk about superficial things like appearance, judging from the family background of the school girl alone, she is the person Song Zhun should be with. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Alas, it's a pity that I didn't have such good luck. Otherwise, I would definitely not wait for the school flower to take the initiative, so I squatted at the door of her house all day long.

Before I could hear Song Zhun's answer, when they embraced, I took the legitimate reason that the timing was wrong, turned around and went home leisurely.

Sitting on the bus that only one street to reach my destination, I looked at the snowflakes drifting on the glass and recalled like a dream the gossip between my classmates in the past few days.

The conversation reads as follows:

"It turns out that Song Zhun likes girls like Lin Zimo, no wonder I hit the street!"

"Who said that? Is there any evidence? I didn't hear him say it himself, it's all a rumor, and besides, how could Song Zhun like that kind of pretending girl?"

"Huh...... He doesn't like Lin Zimo, can he still like you?"

I subconsciously followed the content of the conversation that popped up in my mind, and said, "Yes, he doesn't like her, can he still like you?"

Afterwards, I felt tongue-twisting, and quickly snorted a few times.

It's just that I can't figure it out, do I envy Song Zhun or Lin Zimo's family background?

So it took a long time for this big problem to finally be sorted out.

It turns out that I am not envious of Song Zhun or Lin Zimo, what I envy is that there is a sweet taste in the atmosphere between them.

This is probably what everyone calls love, and I once wanted to try, but I didn't find the right one.

After the recess exercise, Lin Zimo trotted in front of Song Zhun across the distance of a class, and then they walked together in the direction of the classroom.

This is what I saw on the second floor when I used the toilet to escape recess exercises.

Lying on the water-stained window, looking down, I saw from a distance that groups of boys gathered in the gap between the two teaching buildings surrounded Mu Fei.

This is the usual measurement between them.

The leading boy is another force in the school, of course, it is obvious that he is Mu Fei's sworn enemy, when he was a freshman in high school, he not only robbed Mu Fei's first girlfriend, but also beat Mu Fei to the point that he didn't even know his father.

I don't know how Mu Fei retaliated against him afterwards, I only know that if I rashly confront someone stronger than myself, I will only suffer.

Just when I was hesitating, the head teacher's right-hand man, who can also be said to be an undercover agent who hides his merits and fame, patted the water droplets on his hair lightly, probably under the big tree. Said to me, "Jiang Nian, the head teacher asked you to go to the office." ”

I absentmindedly looked at the cotton socks under the short pants, meditated for a few seconds, and then turned around and ran towards the entrance of the stairs.

The wind blows dry cheeks and aches dullly. But I can't care so much, I have only one purpose now. You have to get it done with momentum, or I'll laugh at myself if the momentum gets too long.

Grabbing the handrail, he ran all the way to the corner of the bottom building, and when he saw Lin Zimo lying on Song Zhun's chest, he stopped his steps in time, and then watched as he was powerless to step on the penultimate stairs and crash into the middle of them.

In the end, three people fell to the ground at the same time, and my knees were a few centimeters away from the hard concrete floor through my pants, and even my palms were hot and painful. Lin Zimo and Song Jian fell on both sides in the way of Niu ~ Lang and Weaver Girl.

If you want to say that I pounced on it on purpose, I admit it. Who made me feel that I can't see others in my heart, but this price is a bit big.

was so big that Song Zhun was insane, and his first reaction was not to pay attention to Lin Zimo, who was crying out in pain, but cast a worried gaze, looking at me who was just frowning, and pressing the ground with his palm to calm himself down, and asked with concern: "How are you?"

"It hurts me to death Song Zhun, woo. "Words like this with a coquettish element certainly didn't come out of my mouth.

I saw Lin Zimo, who was self-inflicted, bypassing me and going straight to Song Zhun's direction.

When I rubbed my palms and got up from the ground, I thought: Jiang Nian, are you really normal to dislike a girl in order to get a boy's attention?

The answer is definitely no, and I don't have any money. If I had money, I would have gone to see it when I met Song Zhun a long time ago.

Because I really need someone to tell me the answer.

The one who didn't hear the answer asked again without knowing where it came from: "Jiang Nian, how are you?"

I didn't bother to pay attention to him, rubbed my regained palm, got up and patted the dust off my knees, and ran back in the direction of my target.

Finally, on the playground, I saw several boys in Mu Fei's class discussing something shy with smiling faces, and I didn't have to guess what the content was.

I rushed over without saying a word, grabbed the collar of one of the boys' school uniforms, and pushed it up vigorously and asked, "What about that kid Mu Fei?" ”

Inexplicably, I was unkind to my collar, and I was inevitably frightened and did not forget to ask for help from the people around me.

Seeing that I was using too much force, the others hurriedly rushed forward to stop me, and persuaded each other with good words: "Jiang Nian, everyone is an alumnus, what are you doing here? ”

As he spoke, he motioned for me to see the few boys on the basketball court on the right who were not afraid of freezing playing basketball.

The boy who was grabbed by the neckline was breathing a little unsmoothly, and he didn't forget to help: "That's right, Jiang Nian, our river water doesn't interfere with well water, can we talk in this way?"

I increased the strength of my hand, and the wound that had just been rubbed off a layer of skin was becoming entangled with my clothes, and thin beads of blood were coming out.

"Who the is talking nonsense to you, hurry up and find out Mu Fei for me. ”

After those people exchanged glances in turn, they seemed to be entangled for a moment before telling the truth: "Actually, we haven't seen Mu Fei since just now, he said that there was something at home, and he asked the teacher for leave to leave early." ”

"Fart, when did he learn to take leave? Do you really think I'm so fooled?"

The other party really had no choice, so he simply asked with a sad face: "What do you want to do with that ancestor?" Our brothers don't want to go to the security room for a day and listen to the head teacher's nagging. You're going to give me a good word, what do you want?"

I gritted my teeth and yelled impatiently, "How many do you want me to say, bring Mu Fei here, do you hear me? ”

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