In a week, it will be the 70th anniversary of Z University.

The school celebration is divided into two activities, one is a morning performance competition, and the other is a school dance.

Each class must produce one for the performance, Meng Huanyan and the squad leader of their class spoke all the words on the podium, but no one volunteered.

So, their squad leader said:

"Lao Li Tou said that as long as our class performance gets the ranking, we will not assign homework during the National Day holiday."

At this time, the audience became active.

An Qiqi, who was sitting next to Meng Huanyan, poked her and said:

"Huan Yan, aren't you participating?"

Meng Huanyan looked at the book and said:

"Don't go, don't you see that everyone else is actively participating, why should I get involved."

Angel pouted with an "oh" and said:

"People want to see it!"

Meng Huanyan looked up at An Qiqi, reached out and rubbed her head, and said with a smile:

"Good, next time."

After speaking, he continued to look down and read the book.

In the end, the performance program was finalized, and it was a classical dance of five girls.

After class, Meng Huanyan closed the book and stretched.

At this time, a female classmate came over and said:

"Huan Yan, someone is looking for you at the door."

Meng Huanyan looked at the door, and An Qiqi said:

"Huan Yan, I won't be looking for you to confess again!"

Meng Huanyan glanced at An Qiqi and said to the girl with a smile:

"Got it, I'm sorry for you, Anxia."

This girl's name is Shao Anxia, she is a member of the study committee of the class, and she can be regarded as friends with Meng Huanyan in the class.

Shao Anxia smiled and returned to his position.

Meng Huanyan got up and walked to the door, and saw a boy wearing a blue and white T-shirt and black sports casual pants standing at the door, this boy is not particularly handsome, but he feels very clean and comfortable.

Meng Huanyan walked over and asked:

"You're looking for me?"

The boy's cheeks flushed slightly, and he said nervously:

"That, I, my name is Xue Chen, yes, I am a sophomore in business and commerce."

Meng Huanyan smiled slightly:

"Then you are looking for me, is there anything wrong?"

Xue Chen's face became redder and redder, and after grinding for a long time, there were more people watching the play around, and the more whispering voices there were:

"That's Xue Chen of the basketball team!"

"Yes! Is the girl in front of him the school flower of this year selected at the school forum? ”

"It seems to be yes! What's it called? ”

"It seems to be, Meng Huanyan."

……

Finally, Xue Chen shouted:

"Meng Huanyan, I like you, be my girlfriend!"

The audience fell silent, Meng Huanyan looked at the people watching the play around her, smiled lightly, and said:

"I'm sorry, I can't promise you."

After speaking, when Meng Huanyan was about to go back to the classroom, Xue Chen took Meng Huanyan's hand and said:

"Can't you give it a chance?"

Meng Huanyan turned his head and said:

"Giving you a momentary soft-heartedness will hurt you and me even more, so I won't give anyone a chance."

Meng Huanyan withdrew his hand and turned to leave.

When Meng Huanyan stepped into the classroom, Xue Chen shouted:

"I'm not going to give up!"

Meng Huanyan stopped and said:

"Wasting time and emotions on something that doesn't pay off is not good for you and not worth it."

With that, he walked back to his place.

The crowd had nothing to watch, so they dispersed.

Meng Huanyan sat in her place, and An Qiqi leaned over and said:

"Huan Yan, why don't you agree, although Xue Chen is not particularly handsome, he is also quite popular among girls."

Meng Huanyan's eyes drooped slightly, and he said with a smile:

"I don't like it, no matter how much I say, it's useless, and ......"

As she spoke, Meng Huanyan looked out the window.

An Qiqi looked at Meng Huanyan's side face and asked:

"And what?"

Meng Huanyan turned his head and said with a smile:

"Nothing."

Angel let out a muffled "oh".

Meng Huanyan smiled, looking out the window and not knowing what he was thinking.