Chapter 18 The Printing Room

Su Qing is a very cheerful girl, and Lin Ran likes her.

Lin Ran also envied her, and she also hoped that she could live like Su Qing, be more wanton, and let her go out.

In the past two years, Lin Ran worked very hard to change himself, but failed.

She couldn't.

Gradually, I didn't want to continue doing it.

It's good to be slower and more restrained like now.

However, Lin Ran still hopes that he will be less hypocritical.

After Zhu Chengzhuang became the class representative, Mao'er became lazy, and the drudgery of counting the test papers was given to Zhu Chengzhuang, Lin Ran felt that it was not good to let him do it by himself, so he followed him.

After being a class representative for a year and a half, Lin Ran went to the printing room for the first time.

The entire printing room was full of ink aroma, Lin Ran closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and suddenly felt refreshed.

In the middle of the printing room, there is a row of tables, from the top of the front wall to the back wall, the tables are full of white papers, neatly arranged by subject category.

Lin Ran lowered his head and looked for the location of the biology test paper from front to back, but Zhu Chengzhuang strode backwards and stopped at the penultimate table, "Mao'er said that there are two sets of four pages in total, in this way, you count one, and I count three." As he spoke, he touched a dozen test papers and began to count.

Lin Ran looked at him steadily, he lowered his head slightly, his lenses reflected the light, his lips moved slightly, and his subordinates kept chattering for a moment.

Standing for a while, Lin Ran slowly walked over and stood still at the table. At this time, Zhu Chengzhuang's share had already been counted. He put the few rolls together in the empty space on the table, and put the rest neatly and back in the distance.

He turned sideways slightly and looked at Lin Ran: "What's wrong?" Don't you work? ”

Lin Ran turned around, leaned on the table, clasped his hands to his chest, and said slowly, "Mao'er didn't let me come again." ”

Zhu Chengzhuang lowered his head and continued to count the second portion, without speaking.

Lin Ran looked at the students coming and going outside the window, and the blue and white school uniforms shuttled outside the window.

Everyone's busy, right? Lin Ran thought, maybe everyone has their own dreams and their own secrets, they cry in the corridor, laugh in the corridor, and don't know how many broken dreams, how many sorrows, and how many losses there are in the whole teaching building.

"If you're a math class representative, you're going to be scolded to death." Zhu Chengzhuang counted another one, rolled it up, and stuffed it to Lin Ran along with the first one.

"Su Qing is so diligent, and the math teacher always says that she doesn't work, saying that she doesn't often go to the office to ask if there are any test papers to count and if there is any homework to be sent." Zhu Chengzhuang flipped through the test paper and began to count the third.

"That's why Su Qing is liked." Lin Ran was suddenly lonely.