Wu Pan, well, his name is Hao Ruixi. It's very soft, as if it hasn't been said.

But I could hear those three words clearly, and I had clearly heard those three words in the morning. It came out of Liu Qiqi's mouth. "She always looks at the ...... intentionally or unintentionally That handsome guy Hao Ruixi. ”

Hao Ruixi is like a huge stone, thrown into the calm lake of Wu Pan, setting off waves and waves, and the story between them can only be described by rough words like "lift", but not "surprised". In this wave, I think I am like a leaf that has been swept by, and I am also swept into it, drifting with the tide and biting bones.

The breeze blows through the French plane tree that connects our emotions in the schoolyard, lifting the ends of the hair of the teenager leaning against the railing. Perhaps aware of this, he raised his eyes, met my gaze, and smiled. In this smile, I realized my faux pas, and hurriedly withdrew my gaze, looking at the group of immature faces downstairs. Perhaps, Wu Pan likes his dark but healthy complexion. Maybe it's because I like a touch of sadness under his bad smile, in short, I studied it for a long time, and I don't know that Wu Pan likes him because of that. Later, I realized that it was heart-to-heart.

Wu Pan borrowed books for every class every day. When I come back, I always have a smile in the corner of my eye.

Zhang Xilu, look, guess whose book this is?

Why is it no longer the book of the sister next door to you?

How to get back! You don't have a cute book cover anymore, and it's still dangling in front of my eyes.

I'll take the book, won't I? So fast?

He asked Tingting to lend it to me, haha

I flipped through it, and Hao Ruixi's name Juan was written under the word geography.

Which girl wrote it for him, so delicate.

Wu Pan gradually showed a look of disappointment. The bell rings for class.

Wu Pan returned to her seat, secretly hurt herself for half a class, and finally received her note when class was about to end.

I taped his name off, haha, replaced it with what I wrote.

I reluctantly picked up the pen, your words, wouldn't it be directly a treasure will be destroyed.

Haha, you know what, what is the beauty of incompleteness! The beauty of the defect!

Liu Qiqi kicked me from behind, and I looked up to see the geography teacher's messy hairstyle floating in the air, glaring at me angrily, and brought me the note! I lowered my head and unfolded the note that I had just kneaded by myself, looked at it and saw that there seemed to be nothing to gossip about, so I obediently handed it in. After class, I was invited to the homeroom teacher's office.

The head teacher of class 3 was very angry and said to other teachers, there is a boy in our class, and he always says that I have a problem with my pronunciation, do I have a problem? He said he was from Singapore and that his pronunciation shouldn't be pronounced like this, saying that I had a problem with my tongue curl. It's not too big or too small!

What are you watching, have you seen enough?

Ah, Hu sir?

Why did the geography teacher call you?

Love has its own providence. That you, wait for me.

There is a girl in the class, who looks very civil, and she is that kind of temperamental beauty. Excellent learning, especially English. I just silently like her in my heart, I can't use liking but only admiration and envy. She sat in front of me, with a sense of loneliness in her back, combing her little scorpion braids, this kind of temperament, I don't think a girl like me will ever have it again in my life.

What to see?

As soon as I turned around, Wu Pan looked at me like he was going to die

What's wrong?

You see.

What the?

She pointed aggrievedly

His name is still written by that girl

Ah, no. (To be continued.) )