Seeing that everyone was facing one by one, Mu Ziyi took a group photo, Mu Ziyi was also very enthusiastic to take a photo with them, Zhang Heming was sitting in the distance, and could only look at them with an envious expression.

Zhu Gang, a shameless person, was so close to Ziyi, but Zhang Heming could only think of nothing he could do.

Seeing that her face was still flushed, and the unknown heart was beating faster. Zhang Heming also wanted to take a photo with her, but when she was thinking about it, she hated herself from the last time.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel very uncomfortable, lowered my head and smiled bitterly, and slowly transformed into a lost expression.

"I envy them so much, I can take a picture with her......" said to himself.

Then, the performance continued, but Zhang Heming didn't know why, he was no longer interested, he fell asleep in a daze with his head down, leaning on Lao Bi's shoulder.

I don't know how long I slept, but Lao Bi's lewd laughter woke Zhang Heming up.

"Wow, this picture looks so good, oops"

"Hey, hey, Heming, hurry up and take a look."

Zhang Heming turned his head sleepily and looked at it, his mobile phone saw that he was watching, and the photo of him and Mu Ziyi, Zhang Heming couldn't help but feel jealous and even more sad.

Zhang Heming said in a soothing tone: "Well, it's pretty good." ”

"Crane Ming envy? Are you jealous? Old Bi said proudly.

"You know I'm jealous, and you always beat me, do you have a good friend like you? It's really heartbreaking. ”

He looked at Zhang Heming with a lewd face, and continued to say: "Just now, I asked her to take a photo with me, and I took many photos with her. ”

"Otherwise, you can send me one."

He held out five fingers at me, and Zhang Heming looked at it and didn't know what it meant.

"What?"

"Five dollars for a photo, do you want it?"

"Love or not ......"

"Okay, okay, five dollars is five dollars, then I'll pick a good-looking one myself."

Then Zhang Heming picked one, and then gave five yuan to the dead old man.

The performance of the festival ended with the last song "Later", everyone got up and picked up their chairs and walked towards the class, and the classmates asked me to help them get it.

Whoever asked Zhang Heming to be kind-hearted and helped them get it, I took three chairs by myself, staggered towards the teaching building, put the chairs in the class, and everyone went home one after another.

The male and female students in the class were chatting about tonight's performance all the way, and who was the best-looking, and who was the best-dancing......

Back home, Zhang Heming opened the album and looked at Mu Ziyi's photos, looking at Zhang Heming embarrassed, his face was flushed.

"Oops, oops, oops, that's so pretty."

Subsequently, Zhang Heming edited the photo and edited out Bi Shengke. I thought to myself, I didn't take a photo with her, otherwise I would have made one myself! I'm a little shy when I think of this.

Zhang Heming took out his mobile phone and took a selfie, and then put his own photo and Ziyi's photo together, oops, it's really amazing.

Otherwise, I don't match her temperament, I always feel that I am too bad, and I feel that I have ruined the photo, but I am also satisfied. Looking at the fake group photo, Zhang Heming laughed happily, and his father even went to Zhang Heming's room and asked him if he was crazy at night?

The day after tomorrow, in the afternoon, Zhang Heming secretly took his mobile phone and went to the photo studio to ask the boss to help Zhang Heming wash out the photo.

When I take out the photo, I go home and put it in a drawer as if I had found it.

In a blink of an eye, it was the third year of junior high school, and the studies of the third year of junior high school were also urgent, and everyone was working hard for the high school entrance examination. It's not about practicing every day, or it's about memorizing important knowledge every day.

Do you want to say that the relationship between Zhang Heming and Mu Ziyi has improved? To tell the truth, Zhang Heming hasn't spoken to her for two years, let alone contacted her.

Zhang Heming added her no less than ten times, but she still didn't agree, and Zhang Heming didn't know what she thought.

Zhang Heming asked Xu Ying, but she didn't say anything, just told herself, I don't know what she thinks, I have to know if I ask, I don't like her.

Over time, after a long time, Zhang Heming didn't have much hope for her anymore, and always felt that he was living a humble life.

The second volume of the third year of junior high school was urgent, because Zhang Heming was not serious in class, and Wu Sitong disliked and told the teacher, Zhang Heming was changed to the same table. My current tablemate, Song Jing, is a person who doesn't talk much, and usually likes to read.

Zhang Heming and her usually don't talk, because Zhang Heming and her are not people in the same world, so they talk occasionally, only including uh-huh, oh-oh, the most is these few sentences.

The atmosphere is very boring, every time I want to talk, I can't bear to disturb her when I see her knowing the class so well. After a long time, there are many fewer problems with speaking in class, and the class is a lot quieter.

At that time, his grades were still not good, and they fluctuated badly, and Zhang Heming didn't know how to face the high school entrance examination......

It's another nasty math lesson, and the more I learn this math, the more difficult it becomes, and it makes me scratch my ears and cheeks.

"Oh, how could I do it so hard! Forget it, don't do it. ”

I was in no mood to do it all of a sudden, so I threw myself on the table and fell asleep.

"Can't you do it? I'll help you. She saw that I was in trouble, so she took the initiative to ask.

"It's so difficult, if you don't do it, you won't do it!" She actually took Zhang Heming's exercise book, looked at it and said to Zhang Heming.

"You've missed a step in this question, there's no parentheses here, and the negative is positive......"

She actually taught Zhang Heming to do math problems, which is unprecedented! She taught me carefully, Zhang Heming also knew and listened, and the subsequent mistakes were all done.

"Thank you!" Zhang Heming said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, I'll help you if I can't in the future."

She will teach Zhang Heming to do math problems, and Zhang Heming is very pleased. Zhang Heming has encountered difficult things to understand, she also takes the initiative to teach herself, and she will help herself when she encounters difficulties.

Today, when the math quiz came out, I failed again and was told by the teacher. After class, Zhu Gang vigorously ridiculed Zhang Heming in the class for failing the exam, which made Zhang Heming embarrassed, Zhang Heming had failed the twentieth small test, and it was inevitable that he would have some losses.

"Crane Song! You failed again this time, the teachers disliked you, Wu Sitong also disliked you, I don't know if Song Jing will be affected by you......"

"If you take this score again, it will definitely give our classmates a second score, and I will see you ......in the high school entrance examination that is holding back."

Lao Bi couldn't stand it, stood up suddenly, and scolded him: "You shut up for me, call Mao!" Heming has worked hard, you did well in the exam! Call the dog to death and look down on people, what qualifications do you have to say that he ......"

"Student Bi, he has already dragged my class back from the exam, and the grading is the end of his age, why didn't he let me say it when I said it......"

Zhang Heming listened to it next to him, and he always felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and the feeling of being excluded by others came to his heart, so he bowed his head and said nothing. Song Jing, who didn't like to talk, actually spoke.

"He has worked very hard to learn, every time Heming takes the initiative to ask me to teach him, he has worked hard, you still say him, is he trying to hold everyone back?"

"Song Jing, how can you help him speak......

Obviously, Zhu Gang looked at Song Jing with some incredulity.

"He's at my tablemate, and what you say is inevitably a little excessive." Song Jing actually spoke for Zhang Heming, Zhang Heming was really moved, and tears actually dripped on the table.

"Okay, this time in the monthly exam, if I fail the exam again, I will voluntarily drop out." Zhang Heming stood with red eyes and said to Zhu Gang.

"Lao Zhang, you are sick, you don't want to play so big for the sake of pigs." The boss said when he saw me.

"It's okay, he actually looks down on me, I just want him to know that dogs look down on people."

Putting down this, I carried my school bag, slammed the door shut, and walked away.

"Zhu Gang, you're so sick, aren't you,!"

Lao Bi usually sees that he likes to scare Zhang Heming, but at the critical moment, he still thinks about him very much, which makes Zhang Heming very happy, and then Lao Bi chases him out......

The classroom was quiet, Mu Ziyi looked in the direction where Zhang Heming ran away, and glanced at Zhu Gang with a disgusted look.

“……”