Watching Teacher Zeng talk about two poems on the podium - Yuxiang and Farewell Kangqiao, Bai Jingjing couldn't calm down, she was not used to sitting with boys, she was sitting with Wang Wen before, even if she was in the third class of high school, because the biology was not ideal, she could not continue to sit with Wang Wen, but she was able to integrate into the new class in an instant mainly because her friends and her were divided into class 10, and she was at the same table, and now she felt that she had suffered an unprecedented challenge, and she didn't like Lin Lin.

She turned her head to look at Lin Lin and thought, "He is too bad-looking, as a boy, he looks too white, he feels like a little white face, which does not meet my aesthetics." Lin Lin felt that this girl named Bai Jingjing had been looking at him, he didn't like it very much, but he didn't know how to politely ask her not to look at herself anymore, he knew that this girl was looking at herself because she hated herself.

It may have been yesterday, when I heard Zeng Lao say the verse of "Farewell to Kangqiao" - wave your hand and don't take away a cloud.

He let his pen drop on the girl's right, then turned his head, just as Bai Jingjing looked up, Bai Jingjing smiled awkwardly, then pinched his neck with his hand and said, "Hehe! Yesterday I slept with a stiff neck, and I didn't look at you. After finishing speaking, he turned his head and muttered in his heart: "Sure enough, it's my nemesis, otherwise it would be no good thing for me to be so lucky to meet him like this, but why didn't my wish come true today, is it not the right way I pray, or I usually don't respect God enough, or the gods of the West can't fulfill the wishes of the Easterners." Forget it, from now on I believe in the Jade Emperor, the Jade Emperor! Seeing that I have never done anything bad since I was a child, I often helped my grandmother cross the street, helped my classmates solve problems, and did housework at home, etc., so that my wish came true. I want Yanyan to be my tablemate, grateful to the Jade Emperor. Lin Lin rolled his eyes in his heart and thought, "Girl, don't you lie and don't make drafts?" And looking at her appearance, I guess I'm distracted again" Although he thought something in his heart, he still didn't show it on his face.

He said quietly to Bai Jing: "Classmate, can you help me get my pen?" Under your right foot, I can't reach it. Bai Jingjing looked down at his right foot when he heard this, and saw a black ballpoint pen in front of his right foot, so he bent down to pick it up, turned his head and returned it to Lin Lin, and then Lin Lin, who was smiling, looked at the pen that Bai Jingjing handed over and said thank you.

Both of them turned their heads to look at the teacher who was lecturing affectionately on the podium. After a while, Bai Jingjing looked at the teacher who was still talking about "Farewell Kangqiao", and was bored and wanted to turn his head to look at his favorite scenery in school - the blooming osmanthus, and when he turned his head, he thought that Lin Lin was sitting on his left, and he instantly had no desire to turn left, Bai Jing quietly looked at the coconut tree outside the window on the right and sighed: "Forget it, don't look at it, lest anything unlucky happen, today is unlucky enough, I can't see the beauty of osmanthus, I can look at the verdant leaves of the coconut tree!" Eh, the osmanthus tree is my concubine, the coconut tree is my queen, I used to be able to spoil my concubine alone, but now there is a vicious 'Rong Mama', he wants me to be wet with rain and dew. The cute girl didn't know that although her sigh was small, it could be heard by Lin Lin, who was making common sense notes on the poems that Zeng Lao taught.

The corners of Lin Lin's mouth twitched, and he thought, "It seems that my tablemate is a talent!" I will suffer it in the future, but how did I become Mama Rong, not to mention anything else, I can't do it anymore! And I'm their senior, so I'm not so vicious to them! Sure enough, the gentleman was endless, and the woman was fighting. ”