Winter will soon be defeated from here;

These bandages of ice will soon disintegrate and melt - just for a moment,

The air, the earth, the water, will be full of tenderness, blossoming, growing—

A thousand forms will emerge from this gravely silence of the earth and the bitter cold.

Your eyes, your ears—all your best instincts—recognize the beauty of nature,

It will awaken and be fulfilled. You will feel the simple performance of the earth, the exquisite miracle,

Dandelions, clovers, verdant grasses, early spring fragrances and flowers,

The plums at the feet, the willow leaves green and yellow, the flowering plum trees and cherry trees,

robins, larks, and thrushes sing – bluetgets fly around;

The annual show brings such a sight.

– Walt Whitman

*

Although he didn't look for flowers, in the ten minutes between classes, Shen Qingjia still kept thinking about flowers.

Now that I'm in class, I'm still in a bit of a trance.

She didn't look at it a few times, but the other party didn't notice it, and maybe she didn't want to know if she did.

Shen Qingjia finished a class half-heartedly.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Shen Qingjia decided that she still had to go and find Hua Rujin, otherwise her heart disease would not be able to get rid of it.

But the English teacher stopped her, "Shen Qingjia came to the office." ”

Shen Qingjia was a little surprised, but he didn't ask the reason, and said directly. Then I followed the back of the exam.

"Shen Qingjia. Why do you want to come to our class? The English teacher asked. The English teacher's name is Nianhua, she is about twenty years old, slender, bumpy, she always combs a high ponytail, her face is painted with very delicate makeup, her skin is already very fair, and she is even whiter and flawless after applying foundation. A pair of high heels stepped on the ground very loudly, but not annoying, she walked like those models on TV, especially rhythmically blessed among the English teachers, Nian Hua is the most beautiful and well-dressed beauty teacher, or the kind of temperament. Just because she is good-looking, and she has always been very creative in class, so even if her temper is more eccentric among teachers, known as the English devil, her students also like her like her.

“…… I want to see if I can get by. Shen Qingjia made an excuse temporarily. She can't just come because Song Fusheng asked her to come. The teacher will definitely talk about it.

"That's it?" Nianhua glanced back at Shen Qingjia, as if he didn't believe her reason. This is a ridiculous and arrogant reason.

"Hmm. I'm a bit egotistical. "There's no way, Shen Qingjia has no choice but to be his own. She didn't want the teacher to ask any more. She felt that it would be better for the teacher to directly criticize her for not being serious in class. It must be for this reason. Otherwise, Shen Qingjia couldn't think of anything else.

"I see. You were absent-minded in the first English class. Do you think my class is bad? "The years are finally on point. Her face also became very grim.

"I'm distracted. Teacher, I'll pay attention next time. Shen Qingjia admitted his mistake to the teacher.

"You can take these workbooks to the classroom and hand them out." Nianhua pointed to the stack of English notebooks in front of him.

"Okay, teacher." Shen Qingjia really didn't expect Nianhua to let himself go like this. It's just a casual remark. This teacher is not bad.

"Shen Qingjia. If the next time I catch you half-hearted in my class, I'll let you go out and stand. Just as Shen Qingjia picked up her homework book and was about to go out, Nianhua warned her ruthlessly.

“…… Okay, teacher, I remember. Shen Qingjia hurriedly nodded in agreement. It seems that the English female demon teacher is not called for nothing.

"Let's go." Nianhua said coldly.

Shen Qingjia didn't dare to look back, because she felt that her back had been stared at, and she was a little numb.

*

Fortunately, the homework book is placed according to the group order, otherwise Shen Qingjia would really have to be busy for a while. After all, when she first arrived, not all of her classmates knew their names.

"Teacher. What are you looking for? Song Fusheng's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Send out the homework book." Shen Qingjia. She was too lazy to go into detail, otherwise Song Fusheng would definitely want her to be inflexible.

"Then you're good, you were entrusted with important tasks by the teacher just after you came to the class. The future is really limitless. Song Fusheng smiled.

"Lend you good words. Gee. Shen Qingjia sighed and continued to hand out the homework book.

"You're all right, are you?" Song Fusheng asked.

originally thought that Song Fusheng was going to walk away, but he didn't expect him to still talk around him. Or, Song Fusheng actually came to ask this sentence?

"I'm fine." Shen Qingjia.

"Don't overthink some things." Song Fusheng. When he was done, he stood still and did not follow him.

"I know. Go with the flow. Shen Qingjia turned around and said.

When Shen Qingjia finished sending out the homework book, he looked back at Song Fusheng. He had returned to his seat, and Zhuang Zhou was talking to him about something.

Shen Qingjia glanced at them a few times and returned to his seat. Just sitting down, she felt a little like going to the toilet. Immediately rushed out of the classroom......

*

Song Fusheng habitually looked in the direction of Shen Qingjia, but he didn't see her people.

"You're so worried about her?" Zhuang Zhou asked.

"......" Song Fusheng didn't know how to answer him.

"Now we're all in the same class, and we'll all be together in the future. Going to school and leaving school for holidays. It was just perfect. Zhuang Zhou said to himself.

"I know." Song Fusheng. He was thinking about Song Zhaoshui now, this matter didn't let Shen Qingjia leave, so he would definitely look for him next.

"So don't worry too much. Think about college, how wonderful. Zhuang Zhou drew a picture of Song Fusheng's expectations for a bright future.

"I know." Song Fusheng just repeated the answer.

Zhuang Zhou won't say anything.

In fact, no one knows what the future holds, so we can only create it by ourselves.

*

The gossip never really goes away.

Because where there is Rao, there will always be rivers and lakes.

The women's toilet is a great place to talk about it behind your back, no matter what grade you are in.

- What kind of magic do you have this Shen Qingjia? When I came to our class, I was called by Nianhua. Isn't it usually you who go to get the book?

- That's the teacher's business, and we don't care. Anyway, I just happened to have an easy fall.

— too. But her relationship with Song Fusheng is really good. It's rare for me to see Song Fusheng so attentive to a girl.

- Even Yun Jiaoran has never been treated like that by Song Fusheng.

- Hmm. Looks like they've known each other before. The rumors from the previous website may be true.

- Shh~ Farewell.

- I know, I know.