Song Huanian looked at the junior high school classmates in front of him with crooked eyebrows, the boy was wearing a casual suit, and a pair of limited-edition AJ was on his feet. His hair was a little messy, his peach eyes were slightly squinted, and he was carrying a black backpack. There is a silver stud earring on the ear, which is just blocked by the hair, and it is not easy to find if you don't look closely.

He took off the headphones and hung them around his neck, with a happy face: "It's really you, I shouted a few times when I looked at the back image, and you ignored me the first few times, I thought I recognized the wrong person." ”

"What a coincidence, you're coming to the library too." Song Huanian said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, it's been more than a year, right?" ”

In the third year of junior high school, two people were in a class, and Song Huanian was also the class president at that time. The boy likes to follow her, shouting from the squad leader all day long. Sometimes when I come to school, I will bring her some desserts, milk tea, etc., and from time to time I can get a box of candy to eat.

She looked at the person in front of her holding a book in her arms, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Zhao Mingyang, I haven't seen you for a long time, why do you love learning so much now?" I thought you were here to hook up with a good-looking young lady. ”

Zhao Mingyang was considered a popular figure in the school when he was in junior high school before, and he can be said to have attracted countless fans. When I was just in the first year of junior high school, I sat directly on the title of school grass, and this sitting was three years.

The senior sisters who go up to the upper grades and the elementary girls who go down to the lower grades like to linger at the door of their classes when they have nothing to do, which is not the most exaggerated.

When he was in the second year of junior high school, he was criticized by the school leaders for piercing his ears and wearing earrings. But he didn't compromise, but after reading the inspection, he said, "I should have been envied by others, but the leader is too earthy and can't understand fashion." ”

The dean of instruction standing on the side was directly angry with the color of pig liver, and when the whole school thought that he would be expelled, he participated in the Olympiad competition again, and finally returned triumphantly with the Olympiad championship trophy. The school leader couldn't close his mouth happily, and then turned a blind eye to him.

Song Huanian took the book and asked in a low voice, "Which high school are you going to now?" I went back to junior high school and asked the homeroom teacher, and he thought the two of us were going to fall in love, but he didn't tell me. ”

"I'm in the first class of the experimental essay next door to you right now!" Zhao Mingyang's peach blossom eyes widened, and he frowned, as if he didn't believe that these words came out of Song Huanian's mouth: "Don't tell me that it's been more than a month since school started, you haven't recognized me!" ”

Song Huanian nodded cautiously, looking dazed and a little surprised: "The experimental Wen class next door?" Her tone was a little tentative, she touched her neck weakly, looked at Zhao Mingyang's expression and said, "I... I don't think I've ever seen you yet. ”

"But!" Song Huanian preemptively said before he could speak: "If I haven't seen you for a month after the start of school, then you weren't a student of No. 3 Middle School before." If you can be in Huacheng Middle School now, then you should be a student of the original No. 4 Middle School. ”

Song Huanian looked affirmative, as if what I said was right.

Zhao Mingyang shook his head, sighed, and clapped his palms: "Wow! You have a point! The analysis is in place! ”

"That's it!" Song Huanian raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly.

"It's a fart!" Zhao Mingyang snorted: "Do you think you can distract me like this, and then ignore the previous topic?" I said, although the two of us don't have much friendship, we have been in the same class for three years in junior high school! You can't help but be kind! ”

Song Huanian snorted, his expression was very flattering: "Hehe, didn't I just pay attention for a while?" Don't be angry! ”

"I'll tell you! We're going to have to settle our accounts slowly! Zhao Mingyang stretched out two fingers and tapped: "First of all!" You didn't tell me in the third middle school, this non-contact is a year! ”

He stretched out his second finger: "Second, these three middle schools and four middle schools have been merged, and I am still in the class next to you, but you haven't noticed!" ”

"But you didn't call me when you recognized me! It's not just my fault, it's yours too! Song Huanian retorted: "I've never seen you so unreasonable, okay?" ”

Later, when she met the more unreasonable Song Ci, she realized that Zhao Mingyang's unreasonableness was just trivial. Song Ci is a dead skin, shameless death! Blind with a good-looking face!

"Shut up! No rebuttal accepted! Zhao Mingyang glared at her, stretched out a third finger, and put it in front of Song Huanian's eyes: "Third!" His expression changed suddenly, and he had a smile on his face: "I went to watch the contest for the president of your literary club, and your essays are still as good as ever." ”

"So, vote for me?" Song Huanian looked at him, with a hint of expectation in his eyes: "Didn't there be a selection of president voting later?" You forgot? ”

"Of course I didn't forget! I also voted! Zhao Mingyang's mouth moved, and his eyes were a little evasive.

Song Huanian understood something, and suddenly realized: "Ah~ Your vote went to Mi Lili, right?" ”

Zhao Mingyang coughed lightly, and a trace of redness oozed from his cheeks: "Ang, I voted for Mi Lili, but I didn't give it to you." ”

"Oops, hey!" Song Huanian covered his chest: "Why do you feel that this heart hurts a little!" I always feel cheated and betrayed. ”

"Who is it?" Song Huanian clasped his hands together, prayed to God, and repeated what Zhao Mingyang had said: "Who is it!" Saying that you miss me? And who! You see me, but you want to pretend you can't see me? Who else! Watched my campaign, but voted for someone else? ”

She put away her expression and hugged the book to her chest: "Say, I'll give you a chance to explain." ”

This is Song Huanian, who can be gentle and elegant at school, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes. But in front of Zhao Mingyang, he was very casual, switching back and forth between the two modes of middle two and goddess. It can be regarded as because Zhao Mingyang gave her a sufficient sense of trust, at least not in front of others.

"You're going to look like this in front of me! If this look is seen by your little fans, your character will collapse! Zhao Mingyang ruthlessly debunked her: "It's not, can you stop asking?" ”

"Come less! Don't get off the hook! Song Huanian was stunned and said, "Don't think about just saying a few words and getting by!" What did the two of us say? You haven't forgotten, right? ”

"If you have someone you like, you have to tell the other person, and you can't hide the secret." Zhao Mingyang replied truthfully: "However, isn't this okay?" ”

"What's so bad? It's a promise between the two of us! Song Huanian comforted him: "Anla, An!" I'll tell you who I like when you're done. ”

Zhao Mingyang thought about it for a while, and felt that this exchange condition was not bad.

He was a little shy, and he didn't dare to look at Song Huanian's eyes: "What do you say?" At a glance at the 10,000-year-old statement, when I saw the rice grains, I believed that it really existed. ”