Ling Xiaoxiao thinks she is a good roommate in China, so she has to take advantage of Brother Zhen's absence to tell Nie Wan and Yao Manni about such a coke thing, and sure enough, their reaction after hearing it is the same as Ling Xiaoxiao's, laughing like crazy.

Then, during the morning jog, when Brother Zhen was trying to move his joints to warm up, Ling Xiaoxiao and Brother Zhen's good friend Yue Pingjun also happily shared this matter, but it turned out that the brain circuits of those who can be good friends with Brother Zhen are not normal.

"Brother Zhen didn't say that I should stay away from her, right? I seem to be pretty handsome, too. Yue Pingjun was a little flustered, and ran to find Brother Zhen to brush up his favorability.

Ling Xiaoxiao was speechless, and raised her eyebrows to look at Jiang Zizhuo: "Is he really your good buddy?" ”

Jiang Zizhuo smiled, the bright arc of the corners of his mouth seemed to be able to melt the snow in the corner, although Ling Xiaoxiao had seen some of his expressions during this time, but he was still not immune to his smile, and his little heart was beating again.

"Pingjun is just more lively, isn't that good?"

Isn't it good? Ling Xiaoxiao, okay, you are handsome, what you said is right.

The weather is cold, and the school wants to cancel the physical education class once every two days and change it to self-study, but the male students of all grades have resisted, and they almost signed a joint book, so the physical education class is still the same, and it should still be on, but the physical education teachers also know that girls can't stay long in this weather, so every time they go to class, they warm up, run two laps, and then announce their disbandment, and with the efforts of Brother Zhen, they don't have to gather again before class.

The physical education classes for classes 8 and 9 are the last period of the morning, except that the class is 135. A class is two, four, six, so in such a loosely managed winter, the happiest are Ling Xiaoxiao and a few of them, and those who attend physical education classes will consciously go to the second or third floor of the cafeteria to line up when the time comes, and they no longer have to follow the large army to the first floor.

After eating like this for a month, Ling Xiaoxiao didn't feel anything, Nie Wan and Yao Manni both shouted that their waists had become thicker, and their pants couldn't be covered, and the two of them kept shouting to lose weight in order to be beautiful. But when it was time to eat. He ran faster than anyone else, and ate more than anyone else.

"There is so little snow this winter."

At the end of the evening self-study, several people went back to the dormitory together, and there were many paths to walk from the teaching building to the dormitory area. There are also a lot of autumn leaves on some roads. The attitude of the eighth middle school towards the path is to fend for itself. In addition to the main road, the path is rarely cleaned, and Nie Wan used to like to walk on the path and step on fallen leaves. Now the fallen leaves are a little annoying, and I want to step on the snow.

"Last year's rain and snow were heavy, so this year it should be a little less." Yao Manni also likes snow, girls, especially beautiful girls, will always have a little poetry in their bones.

Ling Xiaoxiao followed behind them, walking silently, there is actually a lot of snow this year, but it is concentrated in January, she has the impression that in January of that year, almost every day is cloudy, even if it doesn't snow, the sun rarely comes out.

"The exam is two weeks away, and I don't know the bottom of my heart." Nie Wan is always very melancholy when she talks about the exam, because she doesn't have time to go home in the midterm exam, she can fool around with the scores, but even if she will make up classes after the final exam, she will always have a holiday for the New Year, and when the time comes, a large number of relatives will get together and talk about the grades, and those seven aunts and eight aunts will only look at your ranking in the class and the rank of the grade.

Speaking of this, Ling Xiaoxiao was also a little depressed, but she knew that Ling's father and Ling's mother liked to show off, if her ranking was not good-looking, Ling's father would definitely be ridiculed in the gas station, and those middle-aged and old men only looked at the ranking and didn't care about the score.

As soon as this topic was mentioned, the four of them were in a bad mood, and it is estimated that only people like Jiang Zizhuo who don't take the exam seriously will not be affected.

"Xiaoxiao, can you talk to classmate Jiang and ask him to bet on the question for us." Nie Wan was a little whimsical.

"Charge?" Ling Xiaoxiao smiled: "You think this is a political history test, return the questions, don't think about those useless ones, hurry back to the dormitory, and do a few more questions while the lights are not out." ”

Nie Wan also felt that what she said just now was a little silly, and stuck out her little tongue: "By the way, have you heard, we are going to have a New Year's party after the final exam of the first year of high school, it is said that it will be held within each class first, and then select and send excellent programs to the grade group, and it is estimated that there will be a clear message tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." ”

Nie Wan's tablemate is an eight-faced and exquisite deputy squad leader, and what he is best at and likes is to inquire about all kinds of gossip, and the news that person says is rarely inaccurate.

"The class starts first? How to open? Have a small party organized within the class? Yao Manni was curious and interested.

"It should be, but I don't know if the small party inside the class is held before or after the exam."

"I guess after the exam, who has the heart to prepare for the show before the exam." Yao Manni didn't think it would be arranged before the final exam, which was intensely revising.

Nie Wan also thought so, but still said: "It doesn't matter so much, anyway, I'll know the day after tomorrow." ”

On the second day, Liu Haitao, the head of the morning self-study class, talked about the program to be organized in the grade on the podium, but unlike what Nie Wan and Yao Manni predicted, the small evening party in the class would be held before the exam.

In order not to be cold at that time, each class committee member and class representative needs to take the lead in organizing a performance program, which means that no one can escape from Brother Zhen and Ling Xiaoxiao.

Brother Zhen is very free and easy, and he strokes his bangs: "What are you afraid of, brother goes up to play a set of punches, it must look good." ”

Well, people have skills, it is unlikely that Ling Xiaoxiao wants to get sympathy and comfort from Brother Zhen, she is very depressed lying on the table, trying to remember what she will order, and then sadly find that she can't do anything.

The crappy piano I learned during the holidays is estimated to be able to finish playing Ode to Joy smoothly at this level, so it's not shameful enough to be on stage! Calligraphy or something, together with the time of the previous life, has been thrown away for decades, and the writing is not as good as that of elementary school students, as for the rest, is there anything else?

Ling Xiaoxiao was depressed, and Zhou Shao behind her pushed the back of her chair: "Xiaoxiao, you see that you are the class representative, and I am also the class representative, why don't we make a show together." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao turned around, what good idea did this guy come up with?

"What are you good at?"

"Pickle girl!"

“……”

Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao's instantly deflated expression, Zhou Shao smiled with satisfaction, and finally won back a city, the gender of the fart is not a problem, he has had nightmares for several days, either dreaming of Brother Zhen in his dreams, or dreaming of his round tablemate.

"What's your skill in chasing girls?" Playing and singing? Ling Xiaoxiao thought about the common methods used by many boys on TV when they pursued little girls.

"Stalking."

"......" (To be continued......)