Lan Shuying was almost amused by his expression, forced a smile, and nodded solemnly: "I think too." So what to do? ”

The little fat man was even more serious, covered the side of his face with his hand, leaned up and whispered: "We implement the principle of 'three no', one does not answer her words, two does not let her approach, and three does not give her a chance to stalk." ”

Lan Shuying thought for a while and said, "Anyway, keep your distance from her." ”

"It's worthy of learning God, this summary is good!" The little fat man gave a thumbs up, and then patted his thick chest, "Don't worry, I will be your strongest shield, and I will never let you fall into the hands of the bad guys!" ”

Poor Feng Wanwan has not used one-twelfth of his tricks, and he has already been defined as a "bad person" in the eyes of the little fat man.

"Okay, by the way, I've already prepared your study plan, and I can start tomorrow."

Lan Shuying knew very well that the reason why the little fat man was not bought by Feng Wanwan with snacks at the beginning of the plot was because she promised to help him improve his grades today. is the so-called reciprocating peach, he is so loyal, she should also take out the substantive things as soon as possible to calm his heart.

As soon as he heard this, the little fat man really smiled, and he learned God one by one, which made him tired.

He subconsciously raised his wrist to look at his watch, and sighed regretfully: "It's a pity that the self-study is almost over tonight, otherwise I can start ...... today."

The little fat man knows very well the living habits of the same table, and she likes to brush the questions alone when the surroundings are quiet, rather than giving lectures to others, so even if he stays, he can't open a small stove.

This was just the little fat man's own words, but it reminded Lan Shuying.

Now there are three minutes left before the end of the evening self-study, which means that in forty-three minutes, Meng Qingguang will appear at the door of this classroom on time, and then come in to discuss problems with her.

However, Feng Wanwan happened to transfer to another school today.

She remembered that in that dream, in order to have a good relationship with Du Xianjun, Feng Wanwan had been a good student for a month, and stayed in the classroom every day until Du Xianjun packed up her things before leaving.

In other words, Meng Qingguang's first meeting with Feng Wanwan may have been advanced because of her.

Lan Shuying's mood was a little delicate for a moment.

The revolutionary friendship she worked so hard to build with the male protagonist was suspected of matching these two people in a blink of an eye?

No, I can't bear it.

But seeing Feng Wanwan busy communicating with a class of classmates, Lan Shuying felt that even if she left early today, Feng Wanwan would not necessarily follow her, and it would feel a little unkind to leave Meng Qingguang here alone.

It's like pushing a small sheep with an extremely long reflex arc to the mouth of a hungry wolf, and maybe it won't be able to remember to bleat until it is bitten and its limbs are broken.

Lan Shuying reached out and pinched her eyebrows, grabbed the pen and continued to brush the question.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, thinking at the worst, even if these two people really get together in advance, it's okay, she just needs to be optimistic about the baby pimple turtle jade on her body.

Du Xianjun gave the jade pendant out for Meng Qingguang's sake, mainly because she didn't want to leave a bad impression of "stinginess" in front of her crush, which gave Feng Wanwan a chance.

She wouldn't.

Want to get a jade pendant from her?

Unless Feng Wanwan continues to pretend, it is best to bring someone to snatch things from her.

The other party is the dignified eldest lady of the Feng family, and the matter of snatching things has made a big fuss, just to see who has no face.

The closer to the time node, the calmer Lan Shuying became.

The hands on the watch had just skipped a certain grid, and there was indeed a tall and thin figure under the iron sign of the first class.

Meng Qingguang habitually walked with his eyes down, holding a high school paper of the Mathematics Olympiad in his hand, and when he realized today's abnormality, his whole person froze.

Because Feng Wanwan was reluctant to let go of the coveted piece of "meat", he always stayed in the classroom, and two or three people who wanted to please her stayed, surrounding her seat and chatting about the mountain.

As a result, in the classroom where only Lan Shuying should be at this time, there are now six people including her.

Five pairs of surprised eyes looked at this "stranger" who had rushed in.

"School grass, ......"

"It's Meng Qingguang from the fifth class upstairs, what is he doing here?"

"He's so good-looking, no matter how many times I watch it...... I don't get tired of it," a girl sighed with a face.

Feng Wanwan sat in the middle of the girls' pile, and as soon as she made contact with those melancholy eyes, her mind suddenly went blank.

She subconsciously touched her heart, and her white face was dyed with two patches of crimson.

Usually look at the romance to describe the feeling of being overpowered, she wants to laugh as soon as she turns to a similar description, and it feels very exaggerated, and today I know that she wronged those authors!

Why didn't I feel this way before?

Of course, it's because she hasn't met anyone who can give her such a touch!

Feng Wanwan silently remembered the name: Meng Qingguang.

And the person who touched her girlish heart, Meng Qingguang's heart has two villains who are fighting wildly at the moment:

1. Pretend to be indifferent and walk next to Du Xianjun and do the question;

2. Pretend to go to the wrong floor and classroom, and now, exit and go.

The two little demons were evenly matched, so he was stunned and stupid, his left foot had already stepped into the boundary of the first class, and his heels were not falling, and there was still a distance of half a centimeter from the concrete floor.

Lan Shuying raised her eyes from a pile of tadpole texts, she didn't look at Meng Qingguang's face with any attractive expression, but stared at his foot.

#我就静静看你到底进不进来#

"Why didn't he move? It can't be sick, right? A girl pinched the corners of her clothes worriedly.

"Hmm, could it be that I found out that I was on the wrong shift?"

The girl thought about it, it made sense, and immediately starry eyes: "How can Meng Qingguang be so cute......"

Lan Shuying put her fist against the corner of her mouth, coughed lightly, and said, "I may have to go back early today, are there many topics?" ”

Meng Qingguang followed the voice to look at her, and when he met these clear and calm eyes, he suddenly relaxed, and vaguely understood the reason for his abnormality during this time.

Only Du Xianjun's eyes do not have the strange emotions of other people, she is very clean, there is no greed, no jealousy, no expectations...... She wouldn't make him feel uneasy.

In the short dozen steps he took to her, he couldn't help but think about another question: Was Du Xianjun like this before?

He didn't seem to remember what Du Xianjun should be like.

He should be familiar with this girl next door who he has known since he was a child, but he also feels strange.

Just like going to the cafeteria every day, you should clearly know that there is a poster posted on a certain height of a certain wall, but it is difficult to restore the content of the painting.

In addition to competing with him in grades for a long time, Du Xianjun has no recognition in Meng Qingguang's heart, and he is a person who is not worthy of his understanding.

This perception seems to be changing, or perhaps it has changed.

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