Gu Zijun said: So the impossible is possible.

Nineteen Nian said: The ghost believes in your words, if all the impossible becomes possible, then I dream of being admitted to Wenqiao No. 1 Middle School! Just keep bragging.

Gu Zijun rolled his eyes at her: Do you believe it or not.

As a result, Nineteen Nian's words were fiercely attacked by God, and Gu Zijun's unintentional words became true.

When he met Fufeng when pushing the cart, Nineteen Nian realized for the first time what it meant to say Cao Cao Cao.

"Hello, are you new here?" Fufeng took out the car keys from his pocket, he glanced at Nineteen Nian, and then said to her, "You were assigned to Class 16 Kindergarten Teacher 1, and I also read yours when I looked at the class list." ”

"Thank you, maybe a little disappointed, I've already reported for duty." Nineteen Nian smiled and said, "But I still have to say thank you." ”

Fufeng reached out and scratched his ears, although the movement was very light, but the ears were already red.

He said, "Have you checked in?" That's because I'm overthinking, and I was going to go home and message you. ”

"I actually don't know if I reported for duty today, or if Gu Zijun told me." Nineteen Nian scratched his hair.

A friend who hasn't seen him for a long time seems to have an awkward atmosphere when he chats.

In the end, the atmosphere was resolved by Fufeng.

He unlocked the car and offered to go home together if he stopped by the way.

Gu Zijun was still thinking that he might not be on the way, but Nineteen Nian had already spoken.

"We're coming home from Shunhe Road, and so are you?"

"My house is near Shunhe Road, at the intersection of Shunhe Road and Huiqiao Road."

"The intersection of Shunhe Road and Huiqiao Road, En...... There seems to be a galaxy community over there, where do you live? "When her mother took her to the park in the past, she often passed by that place, so she is very familiar with that section of the road.

"You talk, I'll go push the cart first." Gu Zijun, who was always standing by and watching the two of them talk, felt more and more that she was redundant, and she couldn't interject, standing next to the two of them and listening to them talk was even more boring, she still waited slowly in the parking lot, anyway, there wasn't a lot of sunshine in the evening.

Thinking about it, after Gu Zijun opened the car lock, he looked at the two of them who were still chatting happily, so he could only silently take out his mobile phone, sit in the car, open the comic software, and read the comics quietly.

On the surface, it seems that Gu Zijun is very quiet, but in fact, she is not quiet at all in her heart, she thinks.

Nineteen thoughts, when are you two going to talk?

Ahhh

Nineteen Nianxu, who was chatting, also felt that his chatting time was a little long, and Gu Zijun should be a little anxious waiting at the parking place.

"I think it's time for us to go, my friends are in a hurry."

Nineteen Nian deliberately looked at Gu Zijun, and Fufeng couldn't help but look at Gu Zijun.

Gu Zijun, who was focused on reading comics, also raised her head at this time, her sixth sense was really right, the two of them were indeed looking at her.

Is it said that it is okay to go?

Gu Zijun put the mobile phone in his backpack, waved his hand and said, "Hey! Are you ready to go? ”

Nineteen Nian stretched out his hand to her and made an OK gesture and nodded.

Hearing the news that she was leaving, Gu Zijun hurriedly pushed the electric car out of the parking space, eagerly got into the car, and after waiting for Nineteen Nian and Fufeng to push the cart, they could set off, it seemed that she was really in a hurry.

As the three of them walked side by side on the road, each of them gradually spoke less.

When Fufeng reached the crossroads, he parted ways with the two of them and went their separate ways.

For this reason, Gu Zijun always felt that the relationship between several of them was very embarrassing, obviously the distance between several people together had been reduced a lot, but this time they met, the distance was suddenly pulled back.

When she told Nineteen Nian what she thought in her heart, Nineteen Nian thought the same thing.

In retrospect, her relationship with Fufeng was actually quite good before, but as for why it suddenly became like this now, even she herself couldn't figure it out.

But in the future, since everyone is an alumnus of the same school, they may be happy to play in the future, and the previous relationship will start again.

Thinking of this, Nineteen Nian seemed to return to the days when he was in the last row.

At that time, she was very pessimistic, sitting in her seat and doing nothing to fold one paper boat after another, and after folding, she began to fold the stars again, and as for the class or something, she didn't listen to it at all.

Looking back at that time, even she couldn't figure out what she was thinking, it was just very boring anyway.

……

"Hey, what are you doing folding so many paper boats, the head teacher has done this, you think that just your casual folding of a few paper boats, the head teacher will change his mind and let you sit back in the first row." Fu Feng stared at Nineteen Nian with extreme disdain and said, in that hard expression, the basic friendship between classmates was about to disappear.

After the words fell, Fufeng regretted it, his foot was stepped on by Nineteen Nian, and at this moment, he was aching faintly.

"For the sake of being at the same table, can you be a little lighter, if you were a man, I would have ...... a long time ago"

He had already stepped on a kick back, but for the sake of not fighting with women, he could only endure it.

Thinking of this, Fufeng couldn't help but complain in his heart: I don't know who said this, they are all people, can't they be fair?

"It's not like you're deliberately finding fault!" Nineteen Nian muttered, "Mouth owes." ”

"Come on, whatever you want. It happened for a reason, and it was all up to me. The contemptible people are happy to accept it, but you say that you owe this I have to explain, I don't owe it, it sounds better than the mouth owes, do you know what it's called? Fu Feng coughed coldly, deliberately aggravating his tone.

His move was ignored by Nineteen Nian, no matter what it was called? Does it have anything to do with her?

She moved the bench to the side, anyway, next to her seat was the hallway, and there was a big gap, so she could move it as much as she wanted.

After moving, Nineteen Nian buried her head and continued to fold the paper boat, the scene that happened just now was completely indifferent to her.

"It's called—" Before Fufu could finish speaking, a note was thrown from behind him from the front table, which read—Be careful, the math teacher has been keeping an eye on you both.

Well, the eyeliner planted in front of me is really a little useful. Fufeng nodded to himself.

Nineteen Nian glanced at him, on the one hand, he felt that he was like a psychopath, and on the other hand, he felt that he was very unlucky to be at such a table.

"Fufeng, please stand up and listen to the lecture!"

It wasn't until the math teacher shouted hard that Nineteen Nian was silently happy in his heart.

it! Joyfully!