071: The girl I like, with a light in her eye.
Shen Qinghuan glanced up at the English teacher, making sure that she was still carefully writing the book, and carefully spread out the note.
It is said that words are like people, but everything in life is not so absolute.
For example, Shen Qinghuan's words obviously do not match his appearance.
Lu Ziheng was an accident, he was a standardized existence for everything. Shen Qinghuan looked at it, probably knowing that Lu Ziheng was too powerful, and he didn't have the mind of Li Mingkang to compare.
On the note, Lu Ziheng drew a Q version of Shen Qinghuan, with the text Ollie, saying that she is very brave today.
Shen Qinghuan's delicate little face burned all of a sudden.
She didn't know how to reply to Lu Ziheng.
Thank you for taking in your homeless self for one night?
No way.
It's too straightforward to write like that.
Thank you for growing up with him?
Isn't it too literary again? Still a little hypocritical?
The note sent by Lu Ziheng was like a hot potato, Shen Qinghuan was afraid that he would make the other party unhappy when it was cold, and he couldn't deal with it when it was hot.
After thinking about it, there was no good way, so I scribbled on it a Lu Ziheng with the same Q version, with two words thank you.
After Lu Ziheng received the note, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he did not continue to reply to Shen Qinghuan, but reverently put the note into his stationery box.
His stationery box is still the kind of tin box from his childhood, and it looks very ritualistic when locked.
Shen Qinghuan's thoughts were disrupted by the English teacher's sudden rising tone, she restrained her thoughts of wanting to get to know Lu Ziheng well, and focused on recording the key points emphasized by the English teacher in her notebook.
The bell rang for the end of class.
The children in the rocket class held back an early reading and an English lesson.
Finally, there were still gossipy girls who couldn't help but ask Shen Qinghuan if those words on the Internet were true.
This made Shen Qinghuan, who was originally going to go to the toilet, trapped in her seat, and she didn't know how to say it to these people.
In her previous life, she had seen too many two-faced people in the entertainment industry, and it is very likely that she was still saying nice things in front of her, and she turned around and pushed you into the abyss.
"What are you doing together?" Zhou Zihan pushed aside the crowd and walked in front of Shen Qinghuan.
Shen Qinghuan looked at the squad leader he used to be in junior high school, because he was more experienced, and now he is also the deputy squad leader of the rocket class.
Liu Min watched the monitoring in reading class yesterday and also knew that Jiang Silu was born the most suitable child for studying, and there was no town. The ability to suppress the class, and I was afraid that the sudden withdrawal would cause a psychological shadow to the sensitive children of adolescence, so I asked Zhou Zihan, who knew the roots, to assist Jiang Silu's work.
"Deputy squad leader. We are asking Qing Huan, are those words on the Internet true? ”
"Do you think it's real or fake?" Zhou Zihan choked the other party's throat.
"We haven't been in the same class with Shen Qinghuan before, how do we know who she is!" The other party said stupidly.
"Since you can come and ask, you already have a preconceived impression of me in your heart. Even if I have a thousand mouths and utter thousands of sentences, I can't get rid of the deep roots in your hearts. ”
Lu Ziheng didn't sleep all night, and originally took advantage of the class to lie down on the table to rest a little.
But the surroundings were always chaotic, he was very annoyed by the noise, and before he raised his face to help Shen Qinghuan, he was shocked by the words of the little girl next to him.
He always knew that the little girl he liked had a light in her eyes and was brave enough to overcome difficulties.
"Shen Qinghuan. Isn't this still a sign of weakness? "Some of the students who were kind in the morning finally tore off their disguises after class.