Jingle bells.

After the first class, Chen Fan and a few people stood in the corridor, leaning against the railing, looking ahead, but using the corner of their eyes to look at the fourth class.

"It's out, it's out." Chen Dong reminded in a low voice.

Several other people secretly looked over and saw He Qingzhu, who was wearing a school uniform, walking out of the classroom through the back door and walking in the direction of the bathroom.

Chen Dong said, "If you see it, I said that I didn't lie to you." ”

Cheng Bo sighed, "It seems that she also compromised under the pressure of the school. ”

Liu Xinyu sighed and said, "Don't say it, I think this style is more suitable for her now." ”

Wen Decheng has a different opinion, "I still like her previous dress, fashionable, and tasteful." ”

Only Chen Fan didn't make a sound, thinking in his heart, does this change history?

In her memory, He Qingzhu didn't wear a school uniform to school, and wearing a wig was her biggest compromise.

Of course, in the original history, he and He Qingzhu had no intersection, and he never said a word. It was once after school that I accidentally saw her sitting in a small car smoking, and my impression of her was even worse.

Later, she didn't finish a semester, so she transferred to another school, and it was said that she went abroad.

They chatted for a while, and finally changed the subject.

Cheng Bo asked, "Chen Fan, can't you play the basketball game with Class 10 in the afternoon?" ”

Chen Fan said, "I won't go, I have to look for work in the afternoon." ”

"Then Xinyu, you can get on."

Liu Xinyu said, "Okay, leave it to me." ”

A few people talked about the basketball game.

At the beginning of each semester, there are often basketball games between classes, which are held by students themselves, and this time it is a competition between the entire grades, and their class is drawn by lot to class ten.

Chen Fan's class strength is average, in his first year of high school, he reached the second round once, and he didn't even enter the second round once. The shortcoming is height, there are more than 60 people in the class, and there is not even one above 1.8 meters.

In other classes, a tall man of more than 1.85 meters goes to the next station of the basket, and it is difficult to play.

Chen Fan actually wants to participate, but making money is more important.

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At noon, when the school bell rang, the whole school seemed to be boiling, and countless students poured out of the school gate like a tide.

Chen Fan didn't rush to leave, did a few questions, and waited for the people in the class to leave the classroom with the kettle and the key.

At noon, everyone was in a hurry to go home, and there were a lot of people crowded at the school gate every time. Chen Fan didn't want to squeeze with them.

He didn't bring his schoolbag back at noon, he went back to school immediately after eating.

When he was about to arrive at the carport, Chen Fan saw He Qingzhu with some surprise. She carried her schoolbag and stood under a big tree next to the carport, as if waiting for someone.

He glanced at it, and then withdrew his gaze, he had just quarreled a few days ago, and it was somewhat embarrassing to meet at this time.

At that time, I was very happy when I scolded, but after thinking about it, I also felt that those words were quite ugly.

"Hey."

Who knows, He Qingzhu walked straight towards him.

When Chen Fan saw it, it was obvious that he was coming for himself, and he couldn't help frowning a little.

Could it be that after going back, he felt that he didn't play well that night, and was ready to scold him again?

This is the school, and it is not appropriate to scold a girl. The battlefield was not in his favor.

He Qingzhu walked up to him, held a book in his hand, looked at him, and said, "I'm sorry about what happened that night. ”

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that she was here to apologize.

I heard her continue, "I want to invite you to dinner as an apology." ”

Please eat?

Chen Fan's heart suddenly became vigilant and said, "Forget about eating, that day, I also had something wrong, and I said some ugly things, which can be regarded as flattening." ”

He scolded her like that night, and she actually took the initiative to apologize and invite him to dinner, no matter how you look at it.

This is a time of excess self-awareness, especially among young people, who are self-centered. Even if you make a big mistake, there is a reason for it, and there are extenuating circumstances.

No matter how small the mistakes made by others, they are unforgivable.

Especially young people, when they are scolded by others, no matter whether they are wrong or not, they must be unconvinced, not to mention, the words are still so ugly, it is good not to hold grudges.

also took the initiative to apologize, which is also too abnormal.

He Qingzhu said, "Then what's the matter, you helped me, and I still scolded you like that." If you don't go, you won't forgive me. ”

The more she insisted like this, the more Chen Fan felt that there was a ghost in it, and said, "Thank you." Not really, my grandmother is still waiting for me to eat at home. ”

After that, take out the key, open the lock, and push the car to go.

Who knows, He Qingzhu sat on the back seat of the bicycle at once and didn't let him go.

Chen Fan looked at her a little stunned, "What are you doing here?" ”

He Qingzhu said, "I'm not riding a bicycle to school, you can take me home." ”

"My car is too old, the tires are not good, and I can't take people." Chen Fan saw her messing around, so he responded calmly, "When you get to the school gate, you can see that kind of red tricycle, you can take that one home, five yuan for one trip, at most ten yuan." ”

He Qingzhu shook his head vigorously, "I don't want it, how dirty that kind of car is, so many people have sat in it." ”

"My car is not clean either, the paint on it is all off, and it is a little rusty. I don't believe you, stand up and look. ”

He Qingzhu's eyes darkened, he lowered his head, and after a while, he said in a very soft voice, "You, don't you look down on me very much?" With that, she stood up, stepped aside, and lowered her head, "Sorry to interrupt." ”

Chen Fan took two steps forward, but he couldn't help but glance back, and saw her standing there with her back to him, her slightly slender back, looking extremely lonely.

He asked, "Where is your home?" ”

"Huh?" He Qingzhu turned his head to look at him, and there was some crystal light in his eyes.

"The tires are out of gas, you have to fill them up first, otherwise, I won't be able to take you." Chen Fan pushed the cart and walked forward, "Let's go." ”

Not far from the school gate, there is a bicycle repairer.

Chen Fan pushed the car, and He Qingzhu walked on the other side of the bicycle, attracting countless eyes along the way.

On the edge of the school, there are all kinds of small restaurants, because the school canteen food is not very good, many people go to the small restaurants outside for lunch. It's not expensive, there is a small fried for ten yuan, the rice tube is enough, and the vegan one is only eight yuan. It can be said that it is quite affordable.

At this time, it was the meal, and the small restaurant was full of people. They all looked at them.

Chen Fan felt that his dull high school life was probably coming to an end.

Soon, when he arrived at the place where the car was repaired, he said to the master who repaired the car, borrowed a pump, filled the front and rear wheels, tried it, felt that it was almost there, and thanked the master.

"Get in the car."

After Chen Fan waited for He Qingzhu to sit down, he stepped on his bicycle and left.

This car was bought on the first day of junior high school, four years old, a little old, not very smooth, and then with a person, it is a little difficult.

Especially the school is not far away, there is a section of uphill, not too steep, but a bit long.

Chen Fan finally kicked up, a little panting, and asked, "Where is your home?" ”

"On XX Road, you just drop me down at the intersection." He Qingzhu pulled the corner of his clothes with one hand, and held a book in the other hand to block the sun overhead.

It's close to his house.