Facing Zhao Huanhuan's bright eyes, Wei Mingshan was at a loss.

I only heard Zhao Huanhuan ask, "Are you dating Wang Jian?" ”

Wei Mingshan's whole body stiffened.

Or Zhao Huanhuan shook her hand, "Okay, okay, look at what scares you, I'm not your mother, why do I care so much about you?" What does it have to do with me if you're deceived by that bastard? I'm just your friend, I don't care if you're happy or not, since you can be happy when you date him, then you can date! ”

Zhao Huanhuan's words made Wei Mingshan a little unpleasant.

And Zhao Huanhuan also knows that some losses will only be remembered if you eat them yourself.

The persuasion of others is as annoying as the buzzing of flies before they suffer losses.

"Tell me how it feels like to go on a date." Zhao Huanhuan changed the topic that might make Wei Mingshan a little happier.

Wei Mingshan really smiled shyly.

Zhao Huanhuan knows that girls in the love period want someone to listen to her talk about the mood of the love period.

"He's been very nice to me." Wei Mingshan bit his lip after speaking.

Bullshit!

Zhao Huanhuan scolded in his heart, but said in his mouth: "Yes, our Mingshan is a beautiful and kind girl, if he treats you badly, then is he still worthy of dating you?" How the hell is he treating you well? ”

Zhao Huanhuan asked Wei Mingshan.

All that immediately came to her mind was the kiss on the banks of the Milk River.

But you can't tell Zhao Huanhuan that Wang Jian secretly kissed her on the bank of the Milk River, so he treats her very well?

And the logic of the girl who is in love is that once she has a skin-to-skin relationship, that person will be very good to herself.

Why are women who have been subjected to domestic violence for a long time always reluctant to divorce?

is because of the domestic violence of men on the one hand, and the grinding of their ears and temples on the other, often makes women even more trapped in it and cannot extricate themselves.

Seeing that Wei Mingshan couldn't say why, Zhao Huanhuan could only laugh awkwardly, she seemed to have guessed where Wang Jian and Wei Mingshan had progressed.

Zhao Huanhuan could only instruct Wei Mingshan with the heart of the old mother: "No matter what, you are still young, you have to protect yourself, don't let yourself suffer too much, do you know that the youngest mother in the world is only eight years old, maybe even younger......"

Wei Mingshan's cheeks suddenly turned like wine, "Huanhuan, what are you talking about?" How could I ......"

"Hopefully you won't."

However, in the love period, especially a teenage girl, does reason prevail over emotion?

"I hope you still won't even if the other party insists."

Zhao Huanhuan explained again and again, but he was not at ease in his heart.

In the previous life, Wang Jian's relationship could hurt Wei Mingshan a lot.

Zhao Huanhuan didn't know how much he could stop with his own ability.

After all, she is not her own mother, how much can she really stop it?

It is a traditional practice for Nth Middle School to hold a winter sports meeting in the second half of the year.

In addition to the students' events, there are also teachers' events.

Football made Ni Ruisheng, who had been languishing for a long time, finally come back to life.

Standing on the rostrum, Zhao Huanhuan looked at the small figure of Ni Ruisheng running after the football ball on the football field, and smiled.

It's good for the teacher to be happy.

It's not worth it to be unhappy for an unworthy woman!

The reason why Zhao Huanhuan stood on the rostrum was because Ni Ruisheng asked her to serve as the correspondent of their class.

Each class has a publicity and reporting team during the sports day.

Of course, Zhao Huanhuan, a scholar, writes well, and is necessary to serve as the leader of the propaganda and reporting team of the first and second classes of junior high school.

Zhao Huanhuan also did not live up to Ni Ruisheng's expectations, and wrote several reports in one morning.

Sitting on the rostrum was the broadcasting team.

The leader of the broadcasting group is a beautiful senior sister in the second year of high school.

The senior sister likes Zhao Huanhuan's manuscript very much, and whenever Zhao Huanhuan sends the manuscript to the rostrum, the senior sister has to read it herself.

The announcer sitting next to the senior sister is Ma Shasha from the first class of junior high school.

After the senior sister finished broadcasting Zhao Huanhuan's script, she was about to say to Ma Shasha as soon as she turned off the microphone: "It's so well written!" It's so well written! ”

Ma Shasha rolled her eyes in her heart: she also missed Zhao Huanhuan's manuscript!

As soon as Zhao Huanhuan wanted to get down from the rostrum, he heard someone call him, it was Bai Yun, the teacher in charge of the broadcasting team.

Because of the matter of quitting the lease, Bai Yun has a lot of good feelings for Zhao Huanhuan, and she likes her boyfriend's protégé.

"Huanhuan, come over for a moment." Bai Yun beckoned to Zhao Huanhuan.

Zhao Huanhuan walked over and said sweetly: "Master, what's the matter?" ”

Others call Teacher Bai Yunbai, and Zhao Huanhuan calls Teacher Niang.

Bai Yun was a little unaccustomed to it, but she thought that she would not break up with Liu Ye anyway, and she deserved this "master".

So Bai Yun was in a happy mood and stuffed a promotional draft for Zhao Huanhuan.

"The one who has a stomachache and goes to the toilet, you can broadcast this manuscript for you."

The one in Bai Yun's mouth is the sophomore senior sister in high school, because the senior sister is not in the position of the announcer.

"Okay, teacher." Zhao Huanhuan didn't want to shirk, she didn't want to be the leader of the propaganda and reporting team, she wanted to be an announcer.

How much Zhao Huanhuan loves to be in the limelight, Zhao Huanhuan knows it himself.

She hates being a behind-the-scenes hero the most, and she just wants to be in front of the stage.

Zhao Huanhuan's dream since she was a child is to be a host and an actor on TV, of course, this is an impossible dream for her previous hard life.

Zhao Huanhuan received the manuscript and went to the position of the senior sister to broadcast the script.

After finishing the broadcast, I found that Ma Shasha, who was sitting next to me, had been staring at her.

Ma Shasha is very beautiful, with a round face and short hair, but she does not have the feeling of a tomboy, but is beautiful and refreshing.

Ma Shasha's family background is good, her parents are educated people, and her aunt is a famous teacher in the town, and Zhao Huanhuan's family background is two classes.

Ma Shasha's grades are very good, and she is in the top 10 of the year.

Zhao Huanhuan met Ma Shasha's eyes, and couldn't help but put a question mark in her heart: Senior sister has a stomachache, but Ma Shasha is also an announcer, why didn't Bai Yun let Ma Shasha broadcast the script?

"I don't want to broadcast a script written by others," Ma Shasha seemed to be a roundworm in Zhao Huanhuan's stomach, "Can you write a script for me?" ”

Ma Shasha said and looked back, making sure that the senior sister was still squatting in the toilet, and hurriedly urged Zhao Huanhuan: "You are writing here, you can write one for me quickly." ”

"How fast?" Zhao Huanhuan asked.

"Before Senpai comes back."

"Did you finish writing it before you came back?"

"No, I have to finish the broadcast before the senior sister comes back."

Zhao Huanhuan: "......"

Well, although I don't know when the senior sister will come back, without further ado, I will write what I say.

What to write?

Zhao Huanhuan looked at the playground, various competitions were carried out in an orderly manner, and the shouts of teachers and students echoed over the playground.

Zhao Huanhuan found Ma Shasha's cousin-in-law, who was a referee, that is, the boyfriend of Ma Shasha's aunt's daughter, and the director of the political and educational office of N Middle School.

After finding the material, Zhao Huanhuan quickly wrote a sycophant essay with the title: Referee teacher, you have worked hard!

When someone reminded the director of the Political and Educational Office, he was praised on the radio.

The director of the Political and Educational Affairs Office rotated 360 degrees in a very pompous posture and then jumped up to show his happy mood.

Zhao Huanhuan laughed, some people are happy to pat the sycophant, what a happy thing for the sycophant person, so she was satisfied and prepared to leave the rostrum.

Ma Shasha shouted to her: "Wait for the sports meeting to end, let's go home together!" ”