When I came out of the shower at night, I found that my sister Xinyue had sent her several voice call requests. Quickly dial her number.

"Sister, are you done?"

"Well, is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't missed you for a long time, so let's come over for dinner together on the weekend."

"Oh, good."

We chatted for a while.

"Sister, are you familiar with Zhang Ang?"

"Not familiar."

"Oh."

Xinyu remembered the scene she saw yesterday. A little worried, he asked, "Why did you suddenly ask about him?" ”

"I like him."

Xinyu paused for a moment and replied with an "oh".

Xinyue then talked to her endlessly about the first time she and Zhang Ang met.

The Xu family is engaged in the import and export trade of clothing, and his stepfather often takes his mother to banquets with him, and once he also took her there, and he saw Zhang Ang for the first time at that banquet.

"It was love at first sight for me."

Listening to her declaration, Xinyu remembered the rumors she had heard, but she felt that her sister should have heard it too, and she should not be able to listen to any advice now, so Xinyu remained silent.

Xu Xinyue remembered the scene at the school gate yesterday. Zhang Ang looked at Xinyu's eyes with a smile. But she had been around him for three months, and he had never looked at him like that.

"Sister, why don't you speak? Don't you really like him? She asked subtly.

Xinyu wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to answer her question. Answered yes, she didn't hate him either, said no, that is, she liked him?

"I really don't know how to answer that. But is it true that many girls like him in No. 1 Middle School? ”

"Are there any of those people who are you?"

Xinyu didn't understand why she was struggling with herself. She replied with certainty: "I just don't hate him, but I don't like him either." ”

The voice on the phone returned to a relaxed and lively life, "That's good, sister, you won't blame me for being sensitive, right?" I read an article before that said that twins will have wonderful sympathy with each other, and I like him so much that I'm worried that it will affect you. ”

"Then why didn't my dislike of drinking milk affect you?"

"So what's the same?"

After chatting a few more words, I felt that Xinyu wanted to end the conversation. After Xinyue received the assurance that she would definitely spare time to come out to eat together on Sunday afternoon, she hung up the phone contentedly.

This week, the teachers of each subject also began to look for suitable class representatives. Zhang Ang won the first place in the class in mathematics in last week's preliminary exam, so he became the representative of the mathematics class. Xinyu English won the first place and became the representative of the English class.

Half an hour of morning reading every day, 135 language, 246 English.

Zhang Ang didn't like to read aloud very much, and every time the teacher came to check the fashion appearance, and after being caught by the English teacher Ms. Anne several times, Zhang Ang was named to read it.

"Teacher, you can find someone to cooperate with me in the girls' part."

"Class representative, on."

Both of them have standard pronunciation and good voices, and the students' interest in reading aloud has increased significantly. Ms. Anne said she was very satisfied with the results.

Shi Qing, a school newspaper reporter who was passing by, passed by the second class and saw Zhang Ang and Liang Xinyu standing on both sides of the podium, and pressed the shutter to take several photos.

Both of them happened to be wearing school uniforms today, and they looked very good.

When I returned to the school newspaper office, I usually showed the photos in the camera to the president for evaluation.

"Boss, look at what good photos I took today."

When Zhao Shu saw it, he was really happy.

"I'm worried that there is no bright spot in this issue of the school newspaper. This time, I'll give you a credit. Write the illustrated article within today's time. ”

Shi Qingli saluted: "Guarantee to complete the task." ”

On Friday morning, the freshly released school newspaper for the first half of September appeared on the podium of each class. Directly above the first page is a photo of Zhang Ang and Liang Xinyu reading.

"Oops, it's terrible, couple photos."

"Ban is good for Dafa."

The male classmate next to him came over and said, "Congratulations to the two ......."

Zhang Ang saw that Liang Xinyu's face was unhappy, and threw his homework book over with his head and face. The boy grinned and said, "I'm congratulating you two for mentioning the headlines!" ”

This photo not only caused discussion among the classes of No. 1 Middle School. Due to Zhang Ang's high popularity, he was quickly posted on the post bar of No. 1 Middle School. And it quickly spread to other schools.

Zhang Ang's WeChat has been shaking. He glanced at it a few times. It's all about asking him about photos.

Liang Xinyu's mobile phone is rarely lively. The main ones are messages from her sister Xu Xinyue and Lan Lan. Even some classmates who are not very familiar with each other in high school don't know where to get her WeChat and add her as friends. She ignored it and clicked on her friend Lan Lan's WeChat message.

Lan Lan: Niu, you're red. How does it feel to be in the same frame as Zhang Shuai?

Xinyu: I think too much. The teacher came, and the class was held first.

Then click on Happy Month's WeChat message,

Xinyue: Sister, what's going on with the photo?

Xinyu: English is just reading in the morning. It just happened that the school newspaper was based on materials, don't think about it, the teacher is here, and the class will go first.

Xu Xinyue looked at the message sent by Xinyu and remembered the photo. On a face similar to her, there is a coldness that is completely different from her.

If he was in the same frame as Zhang Ang, he would definitely not have such an expression. So Xinyu really didn't lie to her. She had no feelings for him.

But even if it doesn't exist now, what about the future? Can she Liang Xinyu guarantee that she will definitely not like Zhang Ang?

After all, he's so good.

When Xu Xinyue was struggling with gains and losses, Liang Xinyu looked at the screenshot of the school newspaper discussed in the No. 1 Middle School post bar sent to her by Lan Lan, and only felt irritable.

Sure enough, as long as you get a little close to this kind of campus figure, it's a lot of trouble.

Zhang Ang is used to being paid attention to, and he has not been affected by this incident. What to do as usual. However, although he has only been at the same table for five days, he has a general understanding of Liang Xinyu. She shouldn't like this situation now.

After the evening self-study, the two still left one after the other.

There were a lot of people, and he wanted to say a few words to her, but he felt that she didn't want to cross paths with him in public. In the end, he left on his own.

Liang Xinyu took the same city express sent to her by her sister Xinyue, and when she got home, she opened it and saw that it was a blue floral dress on a white background. There is also a pink butterfly sticky note.

To my dear sister -- Mom bought two, mine is red, I must wear it on Sunday.

The heart is embarrassed. The twin sisters appeared in sister outfits or something, it was too eye-catching, to be honest, she really didn't like it, but Xinyue liked it. Later, Xinyue found Xinyu very uncomfortable, so she didn't do it anymore. What's going on now? However, Xinyue rarely asks for her, so she decides to cooperate with her.

Sunday morning, the sun was shining.

Maybe it's because everyone only had half a day of class today, and the students were all smiling. Wearing their favorite clothes, while the morning reading bell has not yet sounded, the classroom is very lively. There are chats, there are fights, there are breakfasts.

Zhang Ang sucked a box of fresh milk, and when he raised his eyes, he accidentally saw Liang Xinyu who had just walked into the classroom, and took a deep sip of milk - cough cough cough...... Choked!