On the boulevard in front of Tiannan Middle School, there are two rows of verdant ficus trees.

The crown of the ficus microphylla is in the shape of a small green umbrella ball, and the tree bears small yellow-green fig fruits.

Wu Yazhen pushed her low light blue bicycle while walking, chatting with Shu Xiangjun.

Guan Lang followed more than ten meters behind them, and seeing that the two were chatting happily, he thought about not going up to disturb first, and then he would come forward to say hello when the topic of the two was over.

It's also interesting to say that they happened to talk about Guan Lang at this time.

"It's great, if only I could be admitted to Tiannan University, but unfortunately my grades are too poor. Shu Xiangjun said frustrated words, but his expression did not have too much depression, but there was a slight regret in his words.

"There is still more than a year left, if you work hard from now on, it is still possible to be admitted to Tiannan University, even if you can't pass the exam, you can still take the exam, you can usually come to me to ask me more." Wu Yazhen raised her head and looked at the emerald green banyan branches above her head, and said lightly.

"No, I'm not a learner, I've learned this since I was in elementary school, I'm different from you talented people. Shu Xiangjun stuck out his tongue slightly.

"Don't talk as if you've tried your best. Wu Yazhen complained methodically.

This person has never studied seriously at all, why can he so justifiably blame the problem of his grades on talent.

And if you want to get a good grade in high school, it's not time to fight for talent, right?

"I'm sorry. But I really don't have much interest in learning, alas," Shu Xiangjun sighed lightly.

Fingers flicked the switch of the bicycle bell, making a crunch of jingle bells, accompanied by wisps of warm evening breeze.

The two men pushing their bicycles fell into a silent silence.

Wu Yazhen stared at the red sun setting in the west. Since there are people like her who like to learn, there are naturally people who hate learning.

She didn't quite understand it, but she could understand the distress.

"Oh yes, the handmade doll I told you about before was finished last night, and it was inconvenient to take it out in the class before, but now I can give you Kangkang. Shu Xiangjun suddenly broke the silence and said excitedly,

She stopped and rummaged through the bag in the bicycle basket for a while, and then grabbed a cute handmade doll about 20 centimeters in size.

This is a Q version of the little boy's knitted doll, which looks a little dull, but it is very cute.

"Wow, you really did it yourself, Xiangjun, your hands are so skillful!" Wu Yazhen grabbed the two little short hands of the doll and fiddled with them for a while.

Looking at her, she felt that something was wrong, because she always felt that the T-shirt that this little boy was wearing was particularly familiar, and in the middle of the white shirt was an ugly and cute little yellow duck.

If she remembers correctly, her cousin also had an identical T-shirt, and he was wearing it when he came to pick her up from school during the rainstorm.

Wu Yazhen touched the doll's head, hesitated and asked, "Is this doll you made my cousin?"

"You can actually recognize it, it's amazing!" Shu Xiangjun turned his head to stare at his little sister in surprise.

Unexpectedly, without prompting, this Q version of the doll can be recognized, which shows that she is still quite similar.

Wu Yazhen was silent for a while, not knowing what kind of expression her cousin would show when she knew that she had been made into a doll.

"Isn't it cute, huh?" Shu Xiangjun asked with a blink of eyes against Wu Yazhen's cheek.

Wu Yazhen stared at the little doll in her hand. "It's lovely indeed. ”

"Hehehe. Shu Xiangjun fiddled with the little doll with one hand and let out a strange smirk.

"I've made this doll very realistically, you can fade it down there, Kangkang. Shu Xiangjun suddenly said something that made Wu Yazhen's face blush and her neck hot, and her slender fingers pointed at the doll's pants.

"You, you, you, you're too much, right?" Wu Yazhen hurriedly stuffed the doll into Shu Xiangjun's hand, and stumbled incoherently and reprimanded.

"Haha, I lied to you, don't you see it's nothing. Shu Xiangjun laughed without any feminine posture, took off the doll's pants, and handed it to his little sister Kang, who was very river crab and had nothing on it.

"Then you can't make such a joke, it's too unladylike!" Wu Yazhen was teased, blushing a little and her neck was hot, and she was very annoyed.

"Do you like it? I can't give you this, but I can make another one for you. The little sister said in a demagogic tone.

"Don't!" Wu Yazhen shook her head very firmly, in case she showed her cousin at home, how embarrassing it would be.

"Are you worried that your cousin will find out? If you don't take it home from school, won't your brother definitely not know?" Shu Xiangjun was like a little worm in her stomach, and immediately guessed her concern.

"Uh" Wu Yazhen glanced at the doll in Shu Xiangjun's hand, fell into deep thought, and only whispered after a long time: "If it's not troublesome, please"

The quality of the handmade dolls made by Shu Xiangjun is indeed very good, and the texture of the knitting is much higher than that of the cheap dolls outside.

And she's good at character design herself, so the dolls she makes have a stupid cuteness, and few girls should be able to resist this kind of cute gadget to the level of foul.

"Then you want me to add it for you" Shu Xiangjun asked with a smile, but before he could ask, he was immediately interrupted by Wu Yazhen.

"No, just do as you do. ”

"Okay. Shu Xiangjun's tone was a little disappointed.

Guan Lang, who was following behind the two, pinched his chin suspiciously and fell into deep thought.

He hadn't expected to hear such a strange conversation.

Why did you talk about him, and that girl made him such a cute doll, it really goes against his fierce and tough masculinity!

As for the existential problems under the doll, it also makes him extremely entangled, and it doesn't seem to be very good whether there is or not, after all, although it is just a doll, it also represents his image

When the two little sisters parted ways at the fork in the road, Guan Lang sped up to keep up with his little cousin and patted her on the shoulder.

Wu Yazhen looked back and found that it was Guan Lang, and the whole person was frightened.

"Cousin?"

It's all because a little sister surnamed Shu chatted with her about strange topics just now, which makes her feel a little timid to be a thief now.

"Why are you here?" Wu Yazhen swallowed and asked weakly.

"Oh. I just came here to look at the yard, and I just came out of that intersection. Guan Lang pointed to a small alley beside him.

Of course, he wouldn't have listened to all the conversations they had about him.