After sorting out the manuscript, He Anan followed the squad leader to the rostrum opposite. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The squad leader's name is Xia Qing, her hair is shorter than He An'an's, her words and deeds are like a big boy, she is very cool, she took the initiative to introduce to He An'an: "When we arrive at the rostrum, we will classify these manuscripts and put them in the box, and the broadcaster will pick and read them, and add one point to a manuscript, and the more you read, the better." ”

He Anan nodded.

After handing in the manuscript, the two of them walked back and went down the steps of the rostrum, Xia Qing asked He An'an: "Do you want to go to the toilet?" ”

He Anan thought for a while and agreed: "Go ahead." ”

The two went to the toilet together, there were a lot of people, and they finally got to the position, Xia Qing pushed He An'an to go first, and He An'an went out to wait outside.

Xia Qing quickly walked out of the toilet, and He Anan beckoned to her: "Here." ”

Xia Qing saw it and hurriedly rushed over, and Song Liang, who had just come out of the men's toilet, saw He Anan with her.

Song Liang and two male classmates squeezed out of the toilet door with their shoulders, and heard a somewhat familiar female voice, he followed the sound and saw He Anan smiling sideways waving to the door of the women's toilet on the side.

"Hey, isn't this a class of flowers who played cards this morning?" The male classmate with his arm around Song Liang's neck asked.

Song Liang didn't say a word, shook off the male classmate's hand, and strode towards He An'an.

"Where are you going! Ryoko! Song Liang didn't seem to hear the call of his companion, and now only He An'an's delicate and beautiful side face was left in his eyes.

He looked at He An'an's hand that was waving lightly in mid-air, and suddenly a sharp black shadow flashed in front of him, such a breathable and beautiful hand, but he could not hesitate to hold a brick and smash it on a person's head.

When Song Liang thought of this, he inexplicably felt a little happy, both angry and a little wanted to laugh.

"He An'an, are you in a hurry?" Xia Qing ran to He An'an.

He Anan shook his head with a smile: "No, let's go." ”

As soon as they were about to turn around and walk out, they heard a boy voice behind them: "It turns out that your name is He An'an!" ”

He Anan turned his head suddenly, and saw Song Liang standing behind him.

Song Liang looked at He An'an with heavy eyes, his eyes looked very much like his mother, bright and bright.

He Anan looked at these eyes, which were as deep and bright as in his previous life, as if they were infinitely attractive, and now these eyes looked very clear, with infinite enthusiasm, and there was no yin and fierce after growing up.

She frowned, as in her previous life, and once again she saw interest and a hint of curiosity in those eyes.

He An'an and Song Liang looked at each other, and with just one glance, she looked away, turned her head to Xia Qing and said, "Let's go." ”

Xia Qing didn't know what was going on, but she still nodded cooperatively.

The two were about to leave hand in hand, and Song Liang strode to the front and stretched out his hand to block their way: "Wait, He An'an, didn't you hear me talking to you?" ”

He An'an's cold gaze fell on Song Liang's face, with undisguised disgust and rejection in his eyes: "Do we know each other?" ”

Song Liang never expected that when they met again one day, He Anan would ask him this, his still immature young heart was hit hard, and he glared at He Anan in disbelief: "You don't know me anymore?" ”

He Anan raised his eyebrows: "Are you famous in school?" ”

Song Liang choked, and just as he was about to speak, He Anan had already pulled Xia Qing around him and walked in the direction of the sports field.

Xia Qing followed He An'an out of a distance, and asked in a low voice, "He An'an, do you know each other?" ”

He Anan shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Xia Qing let out a long voice and asked a little mysteriously, "Then he likes you, right?" ”

He Anan glanced at Xia Qing, feeling as if he had accidentally bitten a fly, sticky and disgusting: "How is it possible." ”

Xia Qing looked at her and smiled and gossiped: "Do you know, the classmates are talking behind their backs." ”

"What are you talking about?" He Anan asked casually.

"Say it's your class flower." When Xia Qing spoke, there was envy in her tone that could not be concealed.

He Anan smiled perfunctorily, glanced at Xia Qing, and replied while pulling her to speed up her pace towards the class: "It's nonsense." ”

When He Anan and Xia Qing returned to the class, they saw that Fan Xuezhi had returned from the field, and he participated in the 800-meter race and long jump in the morning, and the first place in the 800-meter and the second place in the long jump were all good scores.

Fan Xuezhi was warmly sought after by his classmates, He Anan looked at Fan Xuezhi, who was surrounded by the stars like the moon, and turned around and ran to his position.

As soon as I walked to the seat, I saw a bottle of drink on the seat, which was chilled and covered with a layer of damp and cool moisture.

He Anan picked up the drink, turned his head to look at the classmates around her, Miao Yuanyuan, who was sitting in the back row of her, leaned over, and whispered, "Fan Xuezhi put it here just now." ”

Fan Xuezhi?

He Anan turned his head with a drink in his hand, and saw Fan Xuezhi looking through the classmates surrounding him in front of him, his dark eyes flashing with a strange brilliance.

He An'an's heart jumped, and she subconsciously avoided her gaze, she looked down at the drink in her hand, and the cold bottle was very cool to the touch.

At noon, Zhang Jing came to find He An'an, and the two of them sat together in the corner of the first class with a lunch box to eat.

Zhang Jing pointed to the sky and said, "It was quite sunny in the morning, but now it is cloudy all of a sudden." ”

He Anan glanced up, and saw that there were indeed a few dark clouds floating in the sky, and said casually: "It's also good, people are going to die in the morning." ”

Zhang Jing took a mouthful of rice and muttered indistinctly: "It won't rain, will it?" ”

He Anan didn't raise his head: "Probably not." ”

As a result, at more than four o'clock in the afternoon, all the competition items were completed, and when the rostrum announced on the big radio that each class was preparing for the next closing ceremony, the sky suddenly began to drop raindrops, and the audience resounded with excited exclamations.

All the classes were in chaos, the teacher anxiously instructed the students to evacuate, He Anan hurriedly sorted out his things, and as soon as he stood up from his position, the rain began to fall heavily.

thought that there was no rain today, and Fang Huimin did not prepare rain gear for her.

He Anan resigned himself to holding the bag in his hand, ready to be drenched in soup, the raindrops of beans hit his head, a little painful, crackling, and sound when he listened carefully.

Suddenly, the rain stopped, not entirely, it was still raining everywhere, only the place above her head lost its rainwater irrigation.