Standing side by side with my brother, holding the certificate of merit, with a satisfied smile on my face.

Rong Zhiwei has not won awards before, there have been several performances in the school and in the district, and there are two first-place awards posted on one wall of the big study at home.

But this certificate is the first time she has won it with her brother, so she is extremely happy.

I'm even happier than the two firsts I've won before.

Because my brother means a lot.

It was also at this art festival that the little swan, the ballet princess Rong Zhiwei, became completely famous in the High School Affiliated to Nanda University.

The flash of her mobile phone kept flashing towards her in the audience.

"Thank you..."After thanking the teacher and classmates, Rong Zhiwei turned around and hugged Lin Xunmo: "Thank you, brother!" ”

Vivi really, really happy.

On the wall of the big study at home, Rong Zhiwei stepped on the stool and carefully pasted two second-place certificates on the wall, one with her name written on it, and the other with Lin Xunmo's.

At the same time, Lin Xunmo also pasted a photo on the wall of his room.

It's a picture of him standing with a little swan.

The little swan was short, worthy of his chest, but it was the most dazzling presence in his eyes.

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On the afternoon of the first day back to school, because it was Rong Zhiwei's turn to clean the classroom with her tablemates, at noon, she had already told her brother Lin Xunmo to wait for her for a while in the afternoon.

After school, Rong Zhiwei and her table mates were ready to start cleaning, and the two of them briefly separated.

In line with the principle of taking care of his sister who is two years younger than himself, the same table took the initiative to take over the work of sweeping and mopping the floor, and only Rong Zhiwei needed to wipe the blackboard and lectern.

After Rong Zhiwei thanked her, she took the rag to the sink at the door of the bathroom and was about to wash the rag, when several girls came out of the toilet and stood in a row to surround the four sinks.

Then they laughed and washed their hands, then stood in front of the mirror and began to arrange their hair and clothes.

What could be solved in a minute or two, they stood in front of the mirror for four or five minutes, as if they were deliberate.

Rong Zhiwei waited for a while with the rag, and when she saw that they didn't mean to leave, she took the initiative to say, "Classmate, if you can, can you let me wash the rag first?" ”

A girl with a high ponytail turned her head to look at her, looked herself up and down, raised her eyebrows and took a step back, moved her a little position, and leaned against the wall with her hands on her chest: "Wash." ”

"Thank you."

After washing the rag quickly, Rong Zhiwei turned to leave, and the gaze of the girl with a high ponytail made her very uncomfortable.

The girls still stood still, and the high ponytail girl's gaze seemed to be glued to her, and the feeling disappeared until she turned a corner and returned to her class.

"The one just now, is it Rong Zhiwei in the first year of junior high school?" The tall ponytail girl asked casually.

A short-haired girl next to her responded, "Yes, that's her." ”

"Tsk." After the girl with a high ponytail stood up straight, she didn't say a word, and walked straight towards Rong Zhiwei's class.

And the girls behind her didn't speak, just followed her.

After Rong Zhiwei returned to the classroom, the same table had already cleaned everything he should have cleaned, and when he saw Rong Zhiwei coming back, he said casually: "I'll go first, you should hurry up." ”

"Okay."

Then he left the classroom with his bag on his back.

Since then, only Rong Zhiwei has been left in the classroom.

She stepped on her chair and began to wipe the blackboard.

After wiping halfway, she jumped out of her chair and was about to move it to the other side to continue wiping it when the classroom door was kicked open.

Rong Zhiwei turned her head to see that it was the girls who were in front of the mirror just now, and the girl with the high ponytail was the first to kick open the classroom door.

They were not in the same class as herself, so naturally it was impossible for them to come here for no reason, and since she was the only one left in the classroom, she took the initiative to ask, "Is there something wrong?" ”

The girl with a high ponytail smiled: "It's okay, I just want you to help give your class a message called Rong Zhiwei." ”

Rong Zhiwei blinked, a little puzzled: "I am." ”

"Oh, you are~ That's easy." After the high-ponytailed girl finished speaking, she took a few steps forward and stopped after walking in front of Rong Zhiwei.

In view of the height difference between the two people, Rong Zhiwei subconsciously took a step back, and then the high ponytail girl directly reached out and grabbed her neckline: "What I don't like the most is a particularly dazzling existence like you, what about being a man, you have to know how to be restrained, understand?" ”

Rong Zhiwei frowned and did not answer.

"Besides, don't rely on your young age, you love to get in front of the group of seniors in the high school, a brother and a senior, it's nice to call."

A girl behind her answered, "yes, it's disgusting." ”

"No," she shook her head and denied, "he's really my brother." ”

The short-haired girl mocked: "His surname is Lin and your surname is Rong, why did he become a brother and sister?" Senior Lin must have taken care of the neighbor's sister to take you home from school. ”

"It's really my brother." Rong Zhiwei emphasized that there is indisputable firmness in her eyes.

"Hehe," the girl with a high ponytail disdained: "I'll say it again, be honest in the future, you don't deserve it!" ”

The girl on the side continued to respond: "Yes, you don't have that capital." ”

Rong Zhiwei was silent for two seconds, raised her head suddenly, and stared straight at the tall ponytail girl in front of her who was grabbing her collar.

In those big eyes, like a pool of stagnant water, there is no slightest ripple, and it is not as smart as usual.

looked straight at the girl with a high ponytail, and there was a sense of indifference from the bottom of her eyes.

She spoke softly, her voice extremely cold, as if without any emotion: "Why." ”

Just three words, but it made the others stunned, because they could feel Rong Zhiwei's aura that had changed.

Obviously she was just a ten-year-old child, but the aura on her body at this time made them feel cold in their hearts.

But face is a thing that can't be lost, not to mention that she is three or four years older than Rong Zhiwei, the girl with a high ponytail swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said: "What? ”

Rong Zhiwei pursed her lips, turned her wrist, raised her hand and threw the rag in her hand on the other party's face.

The high ponytail girl's eyes darkened, and an extremely pungent smell of dust followed.

Then Rong Zhiwei knocked off her hand holding her collar and kicked her the knee.

The situation has changed.

The girl with a high ponytail only felt that it was dark in front of her, and she didn't have time to react, her knees hurt and her center of gravity was unstable, and she instinctively leaned back.