"Classmate, be careful next time." Song Huanian rubbed his forehead in pain, and the list in his hand fell to the ground because of instinctive reaction.

As a typical Jiangnan woman, Song Huanian's eyebrows are full of gentleness, and her speech is soft and weak. Even though the tone of his voice may have a hint of dissatisfaction now, it is a different feeling that reaches Song Ci's ears.

Song Ci looked at her for a few seconds, and then said in a daze: "I'm sorry." ”

Before Song Huanian could react, she left and sighed and squatted on the ground to pick up the list.

Song Ci patted his ass and swaggered away, but our classmate Zhang Tangyuan was still accepting Mr. Zhao's "Students should get along with each other." "The baptism of thought.

Zhang Tangyuan regretted why he was meddling, so he couldn't help but ask: "Teacher Zhao, I am also for the good of the class." Why did he destroy public property, but I was the last person to receive education? Just because he donated a few buildings to our school? It's so unfair! ”

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense. Zhao Yue's eyes widened: "Come on, I'll tell you a secret." ”

Zhang Tangyuan's instinctive reaction was not to believe it, and in the end, he was defeated by Zhao Yue's eyes, and leaned closer.

Zhao Yue also cooperated with him, covered his mouth with his hand and whispered: "That door itself is bad, I also know it." He sat up straight with a smile: "How about it, be surprised!" ”

At that moment, Zhang Tangyuan's student took a deep breath and pinched his own middle with his right hand.

Song Huanian walked over and handed him the list: "Teacher Zhao, I just heard the class leader next door say that he would send someone to get the book, how do we arrange our class?" ”

"You can arrange it." He stretched out his hand and took the list: "Hua Nian, it's going to be another year of hard work for you." ”

"No, no. I am also very happy to be recognized by Mr. Zhao, you can rest assured. ”

"Okay, you go get busy first." Zhao Yue nodded, and then stopped Song Huanian when he was about to leave: "Wait, I heard from other teachers that the Literary Club is going to elect a president this afternoon?" ”

"Yes, Senior Sister Mi also told me that the president of the fourth middle school is very strong, and asked me to prepare well."

"You wait." Zhao Yue flipped through the list and pulled out one from the middle to her: "She happens to be in our class, this is the president of the original No. 4 Middle School, I have read the articles she wrote, and her writing is on par with yours, she is indeed a strong opponent." ”

Song Huanian took the list and looked at it, and was a little surprised when he saw the name: "Mi Lili? ”

"Yes, the former president of our school's literary club has won a national essay competition award. If she hadn't stood up and stopped me today, I guess I'd have had to continue arguing with that guy for something. When it came to Mi Lili, Zhang Tangyuan instantly became energetic, not to mention pinching people.

"Classmate Zhang Tangyuan, what you said is wrong, you shouldn't..." Zhao Yue listened to his words and was ready to start educating him about love.

Seeing this, Song Huanian said: "Teacher Zhao, you continue, I'll go first." ”

She returned to the class and called a few boys she knew before to move books to the teaching and research building, and called a few boys to carry the door that Song Ci had knocked down to the equipment room, and arranged for the health committee to start cleaning.

After everything was ready, when she stood in the glass window next to her place with a rag, she saw Song Ci sitting on the table, holding the blue thread-bound "Song Ci Anthology" in her hand and flipping through it.

As soon as Song Ci opened it, he saw the beautiful little seal on the title page with the words Song Huanian written on it. He smiled: "Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian." ”

His eyes kept on the book, and he didn't notice Song Huanian standing outside the window at all.

He closed the book, looked at it, and complained: "How many times have you read this book, and it can be fluffy?" ”

Song Huanian looked at him silently, and his face gradually turned red. Seeing that he hadn't put the book down yet, he took a deep breath and walked into the classroom.

She stood beside Song Ci and said, "Classmate, do you have anything to do with my book?" ”

"Ahh Song Ci turned his head to look at her: "I'll take a look if it's okay, didn't you just say that you like "Song Ci"?" I'll just see how charming Song Ci is and make you like it. ”

Song Ci looked at her and sneered: "You like me so much!" ”

Frightened, Song Huanian kept shaking his head: "I... I mean, what I like is "Song Ci", not you. ”

He cheekily continued: "But you said you liked Song Ci yourself, and now you say you don't like it. Which statement is true? Really don't like Song Ci? ”

Song Huanian bowed his head: "This... This Song word is not another Song word. What I like is "Anthology of Song Ci". ”

"I still like Song Ci!" He smiled big at Song Huanian. The sun shone in through the glass and shone on Song Ci's white shirt. His Danfeng eyes were slightly raised, and he rubbed his hair indifferently.

It's that morning, it's that scene, it's that smile. Listening to him say "You like Song Ci" but did not deny it, it was also from that moment that Song Hua began to slowly understand him at a deeper level.

Song Ci probably felt that he was a little too much, so he returned the book to her: "No, return the book to you." He jumped off his desk and left the classroom.

If there is a mirror, Song Huanian must take a look at his current face, what kind of red it has become, all the way to the root of his ears.

She calmed her emotions and put the "Anthology of Song Ci" on the table. In fact, there is still a little excitement in my heart, and I swear that I will never lose the book, it is a book that Song Ci has touched.

When she was happy, Mi Lili jumped out: "Hua Nian, what are you doing?" So happy? ”

"It's okay, I'm going to prepare the materials for the afternoon, I just heard from Mr. Zhao that you are the president of the literary club of the original No. 4 Middle School." Song Huanian asked.

"yes, I remember when you say that. Is it time to choose the president of the literary club in the afternoon? Hua Nian, you are a student of the original No. 3 Middle School, can you tell me how the original president of your school is. Mi Lili looked at her, with some expectations, maybe to relieve some pressure.

"Heh... Liliang, I am the original president. Song Huanian said a little embarrassed.

She was also a little surprised when she learned that Mi Lili was the president of the original No. 3 Middle School, after all, the two of them were at the same table, and Mi Lili took the initiative to invite her. The relationship between classmates has not yet been good, and they are going to become opponents again, so it's a little uncomfortable to say anything.

Mi Lili's expression changed subtly, and he raised his eyebrows: "Oh! I see, it looks like we're going to be competitors this afternoon. ”

Song Huanian's smile was also a little uncomfortable, and the two of them didn't talk anymore, and the atmosphere was a little rigid.

Suddenly, I heard someone outside shouting: "Brother Ci! I'm sorry! ”

"I'm sorry! Brother Word! ”