At the end of August, No. 1 Middle School opened early.

Song Song went out early in the morning, wearing the new dress she bought after shopping with Yang Zhenzhen all afternoon yesterday, and marched towards No. 1 Middle School with vigor.

At the entrance of No. 1 Middle School, the parents of students stood together in a staggered manner, the sun was just right, the breeze was blowing, and the cries of roadside vendors came and went.

Song Song appeared in a red dress in the crowd, which was particularly conspicuous, and the eyes of the surroundings looked over for a while.

Song Song was not used to it for a while, and she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at other people, until she heard the words of a girl next to her, "Look at this person, what are you doing with your head down, your double chin is really ugly!" ”

……

Song Song turned his head to look over, glared at the girl fiercely, and took a step back from the person's heart.

When Yang Zhenzhen arrived, Song Song stood in the center of the gate with his head up, looking like an old goose raised at home.

She also wore a bright yellow dress, which was the same color as Song Song, and it was a girlfriend outfit at first glance, and the two wore it separately when they tried it on, and it felt just good-looking, so I didn't think much about it, but when the two of them wore it and stood together, there was always a peculiar feeling.

This feeling became even stronger when Yang Fan walked over wearing a green T-shirt.

Yang Fan saw the figures of the two from a distance, walked over, and didn't feel anything at first, until he got closer and closer, and saw clearly that the two of them were dressed and had to stop and look carefully.

"You ...... This ......"

Yang Zhenzhen crossed his hands on his hips, "How is it?" Look, that's the result of three hours of shopping yesterday! ”

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth twitched, and seeing that the two were about to walk towards him, he hurriedly took two steps backwards until a distance of four or five meters was maintained between the three of them.

Song Song couldn't look at it anymore, grabbed Yang Zhenzhen and pulled him behind him, scratching his head a little embarrassed.

"Why are you pulling me, I'm going to teach Yang Fan a lesson!"

Song Songqing coughed a few times, but he couldn't say it directly, so he could only prompt euphemistically, "Look at our clothes......"

Yang Zhenzhen looked down suspiciously, but didn't see anything dirty, could it be that my aunt came and got it on her skirt?

Yang Zhen really touched it in horror, but he didn't seem to touch anything, so he ......, "What's wrong with the clothes?" ”

“…… The color scheme of the two of us is like a dish, and Yang Fan is even more similar. ”

Yang Zhenzhen looked left and right, as if she was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

Song Song opened his mouth, but he still didn't know how to say it, but there were more and more eyes around him, "Scrambled eggs with tomatoes!" ”

Yang Zhenzhen couldn't help but choke on his own saliva, and looked at Yang Fan's gaze in a trance, "What about Yang Fan?" ”

Song Song didn't know why, and suddenly wanted to laugh, "He's a green onion." ”

"Poof!"

Song Song and Yang Zhenzhen looked at each other, laughing and trembling, especially Song Song was already squatting in place and covering his face and didn't dare to raise his head, obviously laughing so much that he couldn't control his facial expressions.

Yang Fan couldn't stand this way of communication and the gaze of others, so he hurriedly rushed in when the school gate just opened, as if there were hungry wolves and tigers chasing and beating behind him.

The two people who were still standing at the school gate were swaying from side to side by the crowd, but when they stood firm, there were only a few people left at the door.

Song Song deliberately put down a long black hair, and a few of them were knotted together in the panic just now, Yang Zhenzhen needless to say, the ponytail was crooked to the side, and the fur was rough and rough.

Song Song tried hard to straighten out his hair, and finally had to give up, "Let's go, let's go, let's go quickly, we shouldn't be the last to enter the class, and then the good position will be gone." ”

However, when the two of them touched the registration location, it was still crowded, and it took a lot of effort for the two to go to the front and check the class arrangement.

Song Song's shoes didn't know who kicked them, they were full of dust, so she had to bend down and wipe them clean, and when she raised her head, she saw a person standing in the crowd in front of her who she had been thinking about for more than a month.

Fang Chenchu stood in place with difficulty with his backpack, wanting to wait for less people to squeeze out again, who knew that he would pat him a little after just resting for a while.

When I turned around, I saw a combination of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, "Just came?" ”

Song Song waved his hand, his jet-black paws stretched out to his arm, and successfully left four black marks on Fang Chenchu's white shirt.

Song Song retracted his hand weakly, "There are too many people, I can't squeeze in." ”

Fang Chenchu nodded silently, looking at Song Song's face, he didn't know what he was trying to say, and he didn't know how to speak.

Song Song was still immersed in the joy of meeting, and after wiping his hands, he proudly pulled the new skirt back and forth in front of him, "Is it good-looking?" ”

"It's good-looking, but it's better not to wear these two colors together easily in the future." As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Zhenzhen with a smile.

Yang Zhenzhen was hit by an arrow in the knee, and could only glare at the two dog men and women resentfully, "I'll go around by myself, goodbye!" ”

The light bulb Yang Zhenzhen left, and Song Song moved another step to Fang Chenchu's side, almost sticking to him before stopping.

Song Song looked up at Fang Chenchu's eyes, and finally sensed that something was wrong, "You...... Are you growing again? ”

Fang Chenchu was stunned for a moment, "Probably, I didn't pay attention." ”

Song Song is sure that he has really grown taller, and now he has to hold his head high, although he was also angry before, but he is not as ruthless as he is now.

Song Song estimated that the two of them were standing and talking, and she looked up at him for a long time, and she was afraid that she could cure the spondylosis that did not exist at present.

"Are you 1.8 meters now?"

Fang Chenchu hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "No, you like one-meter-eight boys very much?" ”

Song Song's eyes were shining, and Fang Chen's heart softened when he saw it, "Yes, especially the boy of 183, hurry up and be super handsome." ”

“…… Why is 183 handsome? ”

Song Song looked at him with half disgust, "You are stupid, the male protagonists in the novel are basically 183!" ”

Fang Chenchu couldn't refute it, he could only say that the novel had influenced how many boys and girls had asked for their other half, "I'll still grow up." ”

Song Song blinked, "Don't worry, your height will definitely be above 183!" ”

Song Song's words were extremely affirmative, which made Fang Chenchu believe it a little, "Okay, then I'll borrow your auspicious words, of course, if it doesn't exceed one hundred and eighty-three, do you still think I'm the most handsome?" ”

"No, 183, you are also the most handsome person in my heart!"

Hearing this, Fang Chenchu nodded with satisfaction.

Song Song's heart is quite empty, but she clearly remembers that in her previous life, she paid special attention to his height in the magazine, and it seems that there are eighteen or sixteen? Is this a cheating love story?

But the most handsome in my heart shouldn't mean the most admired in my heart, right? You must know that what she is most obsessed with is the little lead singer in a group! That look, that voice, that character......

Tut-tut, if it weren't for the fact that she was too young when she first came back, and the little lead singer was still a foreigner, Song Song couldn't guarantee that he would not hook up before he debuted.

But now the situation is not bad, Song Song is still very satisfied, thinking like this, he smirked at Fang Chenchu on the side.

Fang Chen's heart was sweet, and he was still immersed in his most handsome thoughts, completely unaware that Song Song was still thinking about a certain little lead singer in his heart, otherwise he would have a black face and turn his head and leave.