Zhen Haoxue felt a little incredible, and stretched out her hand to see more clearly.

Who knew that Lin Yuan moved one step faster, and suddenly withdrew the phone.

Zhen Haoxue's beautiful eyes swept towards her.

Lin Yuan smiled:

"Well, I said, I'll help you."

The corners of Zhen Haoxue's mouth were slightly hooked:

"With this picture, how can you help me."

Lin Yuan leaned over, and her voice was very small:

"Isn't there a contact number on this? It's not hard for you to make a phone call, right? ”

Zhen Haoxue glanced at Lin Yuan lightly:

"Then you send me this picture."

Lin Yuan smiled, shook her head, took out her phone again, and clicked on the interface:

"Zhen Haoxue, you're a top student, you won't even be able to remember your phone number."

Zhen Haoxue's eyes were fixed on the screen, and she had already memorized every word on this picture in her heart.

Lin Yuan's goal was achieved and he quietly left.

Zhen Haoxue was in place for a moment, and a basketball rolled to her feet.

Zhen Haoxue looked in the direction where the basketball rolled over, and just saw Xue Yang who was walking towards this side.

Zhen Haoxue's heart was like being stuffed into a ball of cotton, light and soft.

"Xue Yang, the sports meeting is coming soon, have you reported any projects?"

Xue Yang bent down to pick up the ball, with a sneering expression:

"I don't report the children's sports meeting, what, do you want to report?"

Zhen Haoxue hurriedly replied:

"I didn't plan to sign up, you know, I don't like this kind of sports, I'm better at literature and art."

Xue Yang smiled, looking like a sunny boy, as long as Xue Yang didn't show that kind of squishy face, it was still very eye-catching.

Zhen Haoxue stood there, unconsciously wandering out of the world.

But then Xue Yang's words directly pulled Zhen Haoxue back to reality:

"What you said to Lin Yuan just now, I heard a little, do you want to make a good face?"

Zhen Haoxue's heart trembled, only to feel a chill coming, she quickly denied:

"No, did you hear me wrong?"

The smile on Xue Yang's face did not decrease:

"I don't really like honest silly girls, who do you want to do, if you have the ability, just do it."

Zhen Haoxue hadn't come to her senses yet, Xue Yang had already slapped the basketball and left.

At this time, in the classroom of the first experimental class, the teenager leaning against the window, with fresh short hair, his head slightly raised, revealing a perfect jawline, the skin of his sideburns and neck was fair, and a sense of freshness rushed to his face.

His beautiful eyes were cast out of the window, and he was a little out of the world.

On the podium, physics teacher Li Chengjun was giving a lecture endlessly.

It was the first time that Xiao Chi'an was distracted in Teacher Li's class.

The vivid image of the girl appeared in front of him, and Xiao Chi'an's mind was like a movie picture, flashing frame by frame, from the first encounter in the hospital, to the campus meeting, to the daily work in the studio...

From strangeness to familiarity, from indifference, to empathy, until now I have gradually gained insight into the girl's life experience.

It turns out that under her optimistic and beautiful appearance, there are so many unknown bitterness and suffering.

Every side of the girl is different, as if every time it brings him something new, and he never knows what will happen in the next second.

Unconsciously, the girl's joys, sorrows, and sorrows seem to be able to touch his heart.

Teacher Li on the podium found that his favorite student was distracted at the moment, so he stopped talking and slowly walked down from the podium.

When he walked to Xiao Chi'an's side, Xiao Chi'an realized that he quickly retracted his mind and glanced at the teacher apologetically, Li Chengjun didn't blame him too much, but just gave Xiao Chi'an a stern look, as if to warn him not to do it again next time.