"Fang Ruo, do you think you are interested in running a blackboard newspaper for the class?" The head teacher, Teacher Yi, sat and looked at her, her eyes full of anticipation.

Fang Ruo's eyes met the teacher's gaze, and then lowered his head.

"Teacher, I don't know how to draw." She blushed and looked like a harmless fawn.

"It's okay, just write, I'll let Chen Zifan paint, is that okay?"

"Alright then, Sensei."

"Don't be in a hurry, just finish it before the inspection next Friday." The teacher's eyes were full of tenderness.

At this time, the class bell rang, the teacher waved at her, and Fang Ruo left the office and trotted back to the class.

She didn't know why the teacher chose herself to run the blackboard newspaper, there were not a few students in the class who wrote beautifully, and her own handwriting was not the best one. Maybe the teacher wants to exercise herself, she thought to herself.

When she was in English class, she planned to go to this classmate named Chen Zifan to communicate with the blackboard newspaper after class, but she didn't expect him to come to find herself first after class.

"Fang Ruo, Teacher Yi said let's run a blackboard newspaper together." Chen Zifan said very generously.

"Uh-huh, yes, I just wanted to ask you how you plan to typeset."

"I'll go back and check the information today, I can think about the layout today, let's start tomorrow, you write big characters and I'll draw." Chen Zifan was full of confidence in his words.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Fang Ruo felt that he was quite a man of action.

Although she has been studying for a year, with her personality, she only communicates with the classmates around her, and rarely communicates with most of the classmates.

"Fang Ruo, Teacher Yi asked you to make a blackboard report." Zheng Yuqian said while eating the potato chips in her hand.

"Yes, that's what the teacher called me over just now." Fang Ruo's hand as he flipped through the book stopped.

"Oh, that's good, the teacher thinks you write well."

The next morning, Chen Zifan showed Fang Ruo a rough draft of the typesetting he had drawn, and Fang Ruo looked at it carefully, and he only needed to write the large characters of the title and the small characters of the information in three blank spaces, which was quite easy.

"Do you see what's wrong?" Chen Zifan said as he stood next to her seat.

"I think it's good." Fang Ruo looked up at him.

"Okay, let's stay after school, it will be more efficient when there are fewer students in the class." If Fang knew what he meant, he would feel a little more stressed when there were many people, as if others would keep staring at him.

"Okay." Fang Ruo nodded.

After school, when the class was almost gone, she took a small bucket to the toilet faucet to catch the bucket of water, and then put the rag in it to soak it, intending to wipe the dust off the blackboard behind her. When she returned to class, Chen Zifan happened to be moving chairs.

Chen Zifan is very tall, he should be more than one meter eighty, and he is quite strong, and the thin Fang Ruo is like a small shrimp in front of him. He saw Fang Ruo come in and said with a smile: "I moved it for you, I'm afraid you won't be able to write enough." ”

"Thank you, I'm going to wipe the blackboard again." Fang Ruo smiled at his kindness.

"Then let's wipe half of it by ourselves, it's faster." After Chen Zifan finished speaking, he took a rag from the bucket and wrung it out with his fingers.

The two of them wiped by themselves, and after a while, the blackboard was still wet, and they couldn't paint on it immediately. The two who stopped to wait fell into silence, a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Ahem, have you finished your homework?" Chen Zifan spoke first to break the awkward atmosphere.

"Hmm... Not yet, geography is still unfinished, and chemistry is no more. Fang Ruo smiled shamefully.

"Your Chinese composition is very good, hehe." Chen Zifan smiled.

"Thanks, yours are pretty good."

Fang Ruo was a little embarrassed by his sudden compliment, her composition was taken out by the Chinese teacher some time ago and displayed in the class as an excellent composition, and after a long time, I didn't expect anyone to remember.

"I like to read fantasy novels, what about you?" Chen Zifan's topic changed.

"I... I like martial arts. ”

"Oh, then you must be very obsessed with Jin Yong." Chen Zifan guessed.

Fang Ruo smiled shyly, which could be regarded as a tacit acquiescence. Fang Ruo saw that the blackboard was almost dry, picked up the chalk and prepared to write big characters, Chen Zifan was also ready to start drawing, the theme of this blackboard newspaper was "Drowning Prevention Safety Education".

Fang Ruo stepped on the chair, the chalk in his hand walking smoothly on the blackboard. After writing the words "drowning prevention", she stopped and looked at it, feeling that the layout was a little incongruous.

"Chen Zifan, can you help me see if the word "drowning" is a little bigger than the other words? Fang Ruo tilted her body a little away from the blackboard, and she tried to see the overall layout.

Chen Zifan stopped the painting in his hand and took a few steps back, and stopped a few feet away from the blackboard, "It's a little bigger than the two words next to it, you can change it to a smaller one." After reading it, he walked over to her again.

"Okay, thank you". Fang Ruo picked up the blackboard eraser and prepared to erase it.

"I'll give you a ruler, and you can roughly mark the range of words." After speaking, Chen Zifan took a large triangular ruler for drawing from the table and chair next to him and handed it to her.

Fang Ruo bent his body and stretched out his hand to pick it up, the center of gravity of the chair he was standing on was unstable and tilted for a while, and in a panic, Chen Zifan quickly supported her waist from the side, stabilized her, and then took his hand away, without exceeding it at all.

"Thank you." Fang Ruo felt a little embarrassed, and his face turned red.

"It's okay, are you a "thank you" repeater, I've heard you say thank you a lot. Chen Zifan smiled heartily.

Fang Ruo also smiled calmly.

She only looked at him carefully at this time, his complexion was not as white as Xu Zhuoyuan, he was healthy wheat, his eyebrows were very thick, his eyes were bright, although he was tall and strong, he was not fat, his body was well-proportioned, his shoulders were very broad, his face was upright, he gave people a very spiritual feeling, and his smile was very sunny, and he looked like a teenager.

They have been doing blackboard newspapers in the classroom after school for the past few days, and the two of them have cooperated well and concentrated on completing their respective tasks. Chen Zifan is very good at drawing, the character prints he paints are very exquisite, and the overall typography is also very atmospheric, he told Fang Ruo that he has been painting since elementary school, and he also likes to draw.

The two of them had been busy for a week, and finally it was all done by Friday.

"Fang Ruo, you have to write the name of the organizer." Chen Zifan finally reminded.

"Oh, okay."

"You can put your name in front of me." Chen Zifan proposed.

"It's okay, you're fine in front of me, and I only wrote Braille, which was mostly conceived by you," the chalk ash in Fang Ruo's hand fell lightly.

After writing Chen Zifan and her own name, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it was also a good workout for herself.

Later, the grade level was evaluated on the board, and their class also won the first prize, Fang Ruo looked at his name on the blackboard, and he also had his own share of this honor, and he was very pleased.

It's almost the end of the semester in a blink of an eye, and the day is getting hotter and hotter, during the school lunch break, after falling asleep on the desk, waking up sweaty, after the lunch break, Fang Ruo turned around the pen in his hand, feeling that he had been all heated, and people were dazed.

"Fang Ruo, have you borrowed a book in the back recently?" Zheng Yuqian looked at her listlessly.

The "back" in Zheng Yuqian's mouth refers to a reading corner at the back of the classroom, and the head teacher, Mr. Yi, said that he should encourage students to read more, so he bought a few low cabinets with the class fee and put them at the back of the class, and called on the students to actively put their favorite books into it, so that the students in the class can read and study together.

Fang Ruo also took a few books from home and put them in, but the books she chose were the general history books of the chronicle style, as well as contemporary prose appreciation, but she found that no classmates borrowed her books, and also, except for herself, her classmates would not like to read this kind of book very much.

"No, I just returned a book yesterday, and it's about to be a final exam, so I'm going to stop reading it for now, and I'm going to prepare for a review." Fang Ruo stretched.

"Also, what do you usually do at home during the summer vacation?" Zheng Yuqian fiddled with her fingers with transparent nail polish, which were shiny in the sun.

"Summer vacation..., I will play with my friends, I will stay at home, it is very ordinary, just like you." Fang Ruo recalled.

"Oh, I'll call you out to play together during the summer vacation, you can call your friends, and we'll go to the gym to play badminton together." Zheng Yuqian looked at Fang Ruo, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Okay, I like to play badminton too." Fang Ruo remembered the time when he played badminton with Xu Beiyuan.

"Fang Ruo, there are male classmates from other classes looking for you." Zhang Ziyi stood outside the door and probed in and said.

"Okay, thank you." Fang Ruo put down the pen in his hand and got up and walked out of the classroom.

As soon as she came out of the classroom, she saw Xu Zhuoyuan in the corridor, standing straight, still holding a booklet in his hand, some classmates were chatting in the corridor, and a few girls around him were still quietly looking at him, they were muttering something quietly, and their faces were full of shyness.

When they were in school, they rarely went to class to find each other, after all, they could see each other every day when they went to school together, and their classrooms were far apart, so they didn't have to go several floors to find each other if they didn't have to say anything.

And, at an age when boys can only have short hair, and girls can only wear ponytails or have short ear-length hair, the same school uniforms and strict rules and regulations kill all the signs, but what these can't hold back is the initial germination of adolescent boys and girls.

"There are male classmates from other classes looking for" This somewhat ambiguous sentence seems to make people start to blush and their hearts beat when they hear it, especially Xu Zhuoyuan is still a well-known figure in the grade, and for a while, the classmates in the class couldn't help but poke their heads out and wanted to gossip.

"What's wrong, Xu Zhuoyuan?" Fang Ruo walked in front of him, his voice a little uncomfortable.

"Fang Ruo, I just got the notice, there is a basketball game after school, our class is playing with Xiang Zichen and their class, you can come and see it then, remember to come to the basketball court after school." Xu Zhuoyuan had a smile on his face, and there was a hint of redness.

"Okay, I'll go." Fang Ruo readily agreed, and his heart was also a little rippling.

After hearing Fang Ruo's promise, Xu Zhuoyuan ran downstairs with brisk steps. Fang Ruo turned around and saw a few girls around looking at her with playful eyes, their eyes full of jealousy and envy.

Fang Ruo didn't speak, just smiled politely at them, and then walked quickly into the class with a red face and under the warm gaze of everyone.

"What is Xu Zhuoyuan looking for you?" Zheng Yuqian came over and gossiped and asked curiously. In fact, she has never spoken to Xu Zhuoyuan, but everyone knows the first place on the ranking list every time.

"He said that after school, there was a basketball game in their class and Xiang Zichen's class, so I went to the basketball court after school." Fang Ruo felt warm in his heart at the moment.

Zheng Yuqian was excited when she heard this, her eyes lit up and said, "I'll go with you, I want to go and see it too." ”

"Yes." Fang Ruo didn't know that she still loved to watch basketball games.

The afternoon class seems to have slowed down a lot because of this, but the mood of impatience is about to come out, pinching the time on the wall to go minute by minute, wanting to be faster, but afraid of being too fast, twisting and shyness The mood is contradictory.