"What's wrong with you? I just want to help you, so why are you so angry? Mo Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment before forcibly keeping herself calm, and said to her calmly.

Jiang Xue couldn't help but say, she pushed her a few more times, and yelled at Mo Xiaoxiao hysterically: "Who wants you to help me, you broom star, you stay away from me from now on, even if I beg you!" ”

After Mo Xiaoxiao heard her words, she didn't say anything anymore, but she was a little caught off guard and slightly lost, and she didn't know what happened to her, and she didn't know why she was so cold or even resentful of herself all of a sudden.

Xia Lan, who was tidying up on the side, saw such a scene, and didn't know why, so he sneered, glanced at the two of them and said casually: "Cat crying mouse fake mercy!" ”

"What did you say?" Mo Xiaoxiao's face turned into annoyance, and she looked at Xia Lan, without the slightest fear and cowardice in her eyes.

Xia Lan slowly put down the thing in his hand, glanced at Mo Xiaoxiao, and looked contemptuous: "What did I say, I said that the cat cries the mouse, I didn't say you, did I name it?" Did I tell you Mo Xiaoxiao's name? I think you're really self-inflicted! ”

Cheng Shanshan on the side also added fuel and vinegar, and glanced at Mo Xiaoxiao: "Self-inflicted, some people are like this, why should we be like her, Sister Xia Lan, take a look at my newly made nails and see if they look good!" It's the latest pink color of the year! ”

Listening to Cheng Shanshan's words, Xia Lan pretended to pull her hand over, and said in a weird manner: "Good-looking, good-looking, how can this pink match with this big red flower, these two reds are already in conflict, you don't distinguish between priority and priority, the main position is reversed, you have to shave off this big red flower and change it to a crystal decoration, otherwise it won't look good and out of place!" ””

Cheng Shanshan nodded, and said with a flattering face: "Okay, Sister Xia Lan said that everything is right, you should shave this unfashionable thing, otherwise it won't look good, and people will think that we have a low taste, this big red has just stolen the pink limelight, I'll shave it!" ”

How could Mo Xiaoxiao not be able to hear their fingers and scolding Huai, but T didn't bother to bother with them, so he simply washed up and went back to his bed to sleep.

Time flies in a hurry, and several days have passed in a trance, Mo Xiaoxiao is still alone, no friends, no one to talk about the girl's heart, but she is also gradually used to such ordinary days, when she feels lonely, she comforts herself that she is here to go to school anyway, not to make friends.

Despite this, she knew she couldn't deceive herself. She is sad when she is lonely, she is incompatible with others, like a monster, she is shunned and disgusted by her friends and classmates around her, she really needs a friend too much, just like a big ball that needs to be deflated regularly, otherwise she will be some annoying trivial things and thoughts that will not forget the heart, to break the stomach and then fall full.

Like most young girls, she will also be sentimental and suffer from gains and losses, she can't help but please others, she wants to quickly integrate into a circle, and then mingle with them, she wants to be needed, she wants to be important.

However, there are no these, a small class of dozens of people, but like a small society, is evenly divided into three, six, nine and so on, and then there is a kind of distance between people, a gap formed invisibly, saying that it is a wall and feeling that it is separated by thousands of mountains and rivers so far away, it feels quite powerless, even if you don't know where you are wrong.

However, she doesn't seem to be the most unlucky, because despite this, there is still a person who will be silently beside him, a person who belongs to this circle, but he is a boy.

On this day, He Yuwen stood on the podium as usual, talking about the Chinese language class, and the students in the audience were all nervous, sitting in a precarious position because he was as strict as ever.

Mo Xiaoxiao opened her book, but she was absent-minded, recently her thoughts overlapped, one after another, which made her heart feel numb, how could she not calm down and concentrate, so she would be distracted even in class.

"Now turn the page to one hundred and twenty-eight pages." He Yuwen stood on the podium, inspecting the students in the classroom with a stern gaze, his voice was as low as the sound of a wooden fish knocked by an old monk, and Mo Xiaoxiao was absent-minded in a daze, so even his voice was not heard.

Just sitting there motionless, and the book didn't move, He Yuwen had already seen her abnormality.

"Knock knock...!" He Yuwen gently tapped her head with his hand, smiling at Qinghe's appearance.

"Ah......h Mo Xiaoxiao thought about something, and immediately came back to her senses when he knocked her, touching her little brain melon seeds, with a look of grievance.

He Yu was gentle and sanctimonious, and said seriously: "Ah what? Mo Xiaoxiao, what were you doing just now, did you turn a deaf ear when I asked you to turn the book? ”

Mo Xiaoxiao nodded, looking a little lost, flipping through the book indiscriminately, causing a burst of laughter from the surrounding classmates, which made Mo Xiaoxiao embarrassed, and her face turned red to the root of her ears.

He Yuwen listened to the laughter of the students around him, then raised his head and swept around with that extremely cold gaze, and in an instant the classroom was silent, and everyone was in awe and stopped chattering, and they all buried their heads in their books and stopped making fun.

He Yuwen really couldn't stand it, Mo Xiaoxiao's headless fly-like, picked up the book and didn't know what to do, He Yuwen said softly: "One hundred and twenty-eight pages, take the class seriously in the future." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao quickly turned the book to page 128 as if she had just woken up from a dream, and nodded precariously.

That day, Mo Xiaoxiao didn't know how she spent her time in a muddle, such days made her feel bored and boring, she even began to miss her mother and brother a little, but her heart was very distant when she sat in the classroom.

Finally, He Yuwen finished the last class: "After class, goodbye classmates!" ”

As soon as He Yuwen's words fell, the atmosphere in the classroom completely changed, and the noisy sound quickly broke the lifeless atmosphere in class, Mo Xiaoxiao sat in his seat in a daze, wanting to wait for someone to leave when he was almost gone.

He Yuwen knew that Mo Xiaoxiao must have something on his mind, and he was a little worried about his preoccupied appearance, so he thought about talking to her after class, but when he finished class, a large number of female students hugged him with books and notes.

"Mr. He, wait, I have a question for you."

"Mr. He, I still don't know what you just talked about, you can tell me again!"

"Me too, and I didn't understand the question you said, Mr. He."

"Mr. He, tell me first! I really didn't get it. ”

"Mr. He, I have a question for you too!"

……

Faced with such a scene, Mo Xiaoxiao is almost used to it, whenever He Yuwen has the last class of the day, those female students are always like bee chrysalis, and they surround him as soon as class ends.

He Yuwen's gold-rimmed glasses were so dazzling and eye-catching in the crowd that surrounded him, he had to face the torture of those menacing students on the one hand, and on the other hand, he had to keep calm and calm himself as much as possible, otherwise he would really not be able to help it, and let them all stay away from him.

Mo Xiaoxiao glanced at He Yuwen in the crowd casually, she suddenly felt a little funny, He Yuwen's unchanging face, indifferent attitude, and helpless appearance really looked like the scene of Tang Sanzang and a bunch of goblins written in the book, a little funny, and I felt that he was a little pitiful, but then I thought about it, no matter how he said it, he was also a man, this is in the midst of flowers, and he should be lucky and happy!

I don't know why, when I think of this, Mo Xiaoxiao feels that she is not happy at all, and she doesn't feel funny at all, and even feels sour in her heart, just like drinking a big bowl of coarseness, Mo Xiaoxiao didn't want to look at him anymore when she thought of this, she just wanted to pack up her books and left.

When Mo Xiaoxiao was packing up the book, he suddenly didn't know if his eyes were in a trance, or what, and suddenly he saw a line of small words on the book, and the handwriting was beautiful and free.

Mo Xiaoxiao hurriedly opened the book, and when she went to the title page, she saw a line of small words in the lower corner of the book: "Yu Changsheng Mo Xiaoxiao?" ”

As soon as she saw this, Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly felt her heart beating faster and her cheeks were hot, as if someone had poured a big basin of hot water, and her breathing became rapid, but it made her surprised and frightened.

Mo Xiaoxiao was so frightened that she hurriedly closed her book, sat on the chair and looked nervous and incredulous: "It's difficult...... No way, how could this be a prank, no, I have to ask him about it! ”

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoxiao hurriedly took the book, bypassed He Yuwen and the group of female students, and hurried out of the classroom.

He Yuwen was surprised by her sudden strange behavior, and really didn't know what she was going to do, so he glanced at her hurried back with his spare eyes, still very puzzled.

"Mr. He, tell us about it quickly, and I don't know much about this topic."

"Yes, Mr. He, tell us about it!"

He Yuwen really wanted to catch up, for fear that something would happen to her, but the current students were so enthusiastic that it was really difficult for him to choose, so he had to lower his head again and continue to explain to them.