"Okay, be quiet, there is still a long time before the late autumn sports day, and before that you have to prepare for the math competition and the English joint entrance examination."

"Now open the book, hurry up self-study, and I'll let you go home and sleep if you have any sleep."

Teacher Zhuo pretended to be angry and looked around for a week, and sure enough, he was shocked by the confused army led by Lin Guoer.

Song Yiran muttered about the competition and the joint entrance examination, and quietly picked up the notebook and pushed it towards Shen Yu.

"Is there a JAE competition every year?"

Shen Yu took it and looked at it, couldn't help but hook his lips and swiped his pen.

"Don't worry, it's easy for you."

The font was as delicate and powerful as ever, and the reassuring meaning in the words made Song Yiran blush quietly, she nodded and dragged the notebook back to the desk hall and put it away properly.

In front of the window of the classroom, there is a tree with green leaves, a tree with a brilliant circle, and in the circle there is a halo that is more brilliant than the layer.

It's a good day.

Mornings always pass quickly, and it's time for lunch break.

Today, my aunt brought a bento for the two of them, and Song Yiran walked to Lin Guoer's seat, sat around her, and uncovered the bento box with a sumptuous Japanese-style bento.

Tempting snacks are placed in each of the four compartments of the bento box.

Seaweed wrapped in sparkling rice and yellow-orange-orange meat floss, accompanied by cucumbers, carrots, and sausage strips in a sushi roll.

The omelet is fried golden brown, although it is not eaten immediately after it is cooked, but it does not affect its crispy taste on the outside and tender on the inside.

Paired with grilled fish cut into small pieces and salmon belly and fish roe rice poured with sauce, Song Yiran was delicious in the world when he ate the first bite.

The two of them were eating, and their eyes were shining with happiness.

"Shen Mutou, let's go!"

Before the person arrived, the voice came first to say Bai Ze, and as soon as the words fell, Bai Ze shook up the door frame and appeared at the back door.

"Yo, Qu Zhuhan has come to school, let's eat together."

Bai Ze always has the ability to provoke the people around him, and a sentence of Shen Mutou and a sentence of Qu Zhuhan caused displeasure on both faces.

"How many times have you said that the word shu or not zhu, are you an idiot?"

Shen Yu didn't move, Qu Shuhan had already punched hard, twisted his eyebrows, and punched Bai Ze's shoulder as a punishment.

Bai Ze pretended to be in pain and clutched his chest exaggeratedly, "Qu Zhuhan, you are simply a monster, and you don't have the gentleness of a girl at all." ”

"Got in the wrong place, idiot."

Qu Shuhan rolled his eyes, and did not accept Bai Ze's pretending to be in pain.

Shen Yu slowly got up and slapped Qu Shuhan's palm, hooking the corners of his lips and gently mending the knife.

"Someone should cure you."

Bai Ze pursed his lips and put down his hand to show that he didn't care, and when the three of them were about to go out, Bai Ze found Lin Guo'er watching him by the wall.

The girl looked at him with a cute look, and the chopsticks stopped in the air, and there was a golden egg roll on it.

Bai Ze couldn't help but walk over funny, snapped his fingers in front of Lin Guo'er, and took the food from her chopsticks, and the action was smooth and smooth.

The magnified handsome face in front of her made Lin Guo'er come back to her senses instantly, and her body suddenly leaned back against the wall, and the flush suddenly spread to her ears.

"You ......"

"Delicious, thank you for the feeding."

Bai Ze chewed a few times, swallowed the egg roll along the Adam's apple, blinked slightly and turned away, leaving Lin Guo'er holding chopsticks at a loss.

"What?"

“…… It's nothing. ”

In the dark, Song Yiran hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't ask.

Half a week has passed since the art festival, this morning class is self-study, the teachers have a regular meeting as usual, there is no teacher in the classroom, some students have to make up for sleep, the atmosphere is very quiet.

Song Yiran lowered his eyes and slowly flipped through the pages of ancient texts, ready to write silently, but was lightly touched by Shen Yu in the crook of his arm.

Shen Yu pointed to her desk, then pulled out the notebook that was placed on the edge, signaling that she had something to say.

He flipped the page and wrote down a few words with a stroke of his pen, pushing them to Song Yiran.

"Is there any arrangement for tomorrow afternoon?"

"Probably not, what's wrong?"

Regarding Shen Yu's first initiative, Song Yiran was a little stunned and replied obediently.

"Shen Cheng said he wanted to see you."

Under Shen Yu's long eyelashes, deep eyes that shimmered like black crystals were looking at her at the moment.

Song Yiran looked back, his eyes fell into him and he was slightly distracted, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

There are only two classes tomorrow afternoon, and school ends early, and there is no evening self-study at this time of week, so there is plenty of time.

I thought that children were more forgetful, but I didn't expect Shen Cheng to remember himself, and Song Yiran was sweet in his heart.

"Okay."

Half a day.

In a state of sleep, Teacher Zhuo finished the morning meeting, walked back to the class with long legs, stood on the podium and knocked on the blackboard.

"Everyone who sleeps wakes up, I sleep as soon as I'm not in you, and the morning self-study has become a remedial class?"

A few sleeping classmates woke up in confusion, Lin Guoer raised her head from the table, instinctively stretched out her sleeve to wipe her saliva, and looked at Teacher Zhuo in a daze.

Song Yiran, who was not far away, couldn't help but bend the corners of his eyes.

"I fell asleep on my stomach just now, be conscious, write down my name in the deduction book after class, be sober, I have something to talk about."

Teacher Zhuo looked around, cleared his throat and began to get to the point.

"Come in."

As soon as Teacher Zhuo's words fell, a girl with short hair walked slowly from outside the door with a schoolbag.

"This is a new transfer student in our class, come, introduce yourself."

"Hello everyone, I'm Qu Shuhan, take care of me."

The voice is crisp and clean, without a trace of emotion.

Song Yiran suddenly raised her head with the voice, and the girls on the stage looked around, and their eyes were glued to her.

Qu Shuhan's eyes were clearly extinguished, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked upward, and it was this look of contemplation that made Song Yiran exude a trace of disgust from the bottom of his heart.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Teacher Zhuo was talking about arranging seats, when Qu Shuhan on the stage turned his head, looked at the teacher and asked.

"Teacher, can I choose my own seat?"

Teacher Zhuo was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

"Yes, where do you want to sit?"

Qu Shuhan's voice did not have a trace of hesitation, and it was loud.

"I want to be Shen Yu's tablemate."

"There are a lot of vacancies in the class, you can pick another one, there are people there."

"Are you willing to switch places with me, Song Yiran?"

……

As these words came out, the class was quiet for a moment, and they all turned their heads to look in the direction of Song Yiran.

Qu Shuhan's purpose is too strong, menacing, and obviously coming for Shen Yu.

Song Yiran could feel a little hostility from Qu Shuhan's eyes. Thinking of the action of hugging Shen Yu that day, the depressed feeling came to my heart again.

She doesn't want to change.

Although Song Yiran didn't know how Qu Shuhan knew her name, the current situation didn't allow her to think too much.

"You choose another position."

A cold boy snatched away the right to speak when Song Yiran was about to open his mouth to refuse.

Shen Yu's voice was like a thunderbolt, instantly igniting the quiet class atmosphere.

If someone leans down to look at the scene from God's perspective now, they will clearly see the fire of gossip burning in the eyes of each student.