"Recently, there have been perverts near the girls' dormitory, collecting girls' underwear and underwear everywhere."

"Really? Where did you hear that? ”

"It's true, I just went to the office and heard the head of grade holding a meeting with the teachers, saying that from today onwards boys will be forbidden to go near the girls' dormitories."

Zhao Minghao slapped his face excitedly, "Great, I finally don't have to send supper to my girlfriend every day." ”

Cen Yan at the back table was applying lipstick, pursed his lips and sighed, "You said that girls nowadays are like this, they don't cherish their boyfriends, and they let people be cattle and horses." ”

"It's really a tragic act, if I have a boyfriend, I can bring him food every day, how can I be tyrannical?"

It was Qi Miaomiao who spoke, her figure was a little fat, but her face was fleshy and cute.

The people around him had a black line, and Shen Yunzhao broke the silence first:

"My mother, Qi Miaomiao, can we have a little bit of interest? Was it lonely in your last life or what? In this life, I am in a hurry to ......"

A bunch of people were talking vigorously when there was a few knocks on the door.

Qi Miaomiao reacted quickly, and reached out to push Shen Yunzhao, "The old class is here, go quickly!" ”

Shen Yunzhao hurriedly slipped off her desk, but it was still too late.

The head teacher slammed the podium with a bang.

"Shen Yunzhao, look at your English, 49 points, a fraction of the test Song Wanqiao, you still have the face to jump up and down? Excuse me? A face isn't a face, it's skin, right? Growing a head isn't for thinking, it's for growing taller, right? ”

The students didn't dare to come out with a single one, and buried their heads low like ostriches.

After scolding for a few minutes, the head teacher expanded the scope to the whole class.

"In this monthly exam, on the whole, everyone is not bad, the first and second grades are in our class, but some people are like, who smells who stinks! When will you be lost, the prodigal son, ah? The knife holder doesn't move around the neck? How many days are left before the college entrance exam? What a little ......"

Jiang Lige watched this scene quietly, and there was no longer a ripple in his heart, maybe nagging is the common nature of all class teachers, and he will be numb after listening to it too much.

I don't know how long it took, he finally opened the thermos cup and moistened his throat, and then cut to the chase.

"Let's all go out and start choosing seats!"

The whole class breathed a sigh of relief, their minds were clouded, and it was dark that they could finally go out to breathe.

In a few moments, dozens of people were lined up in order.

Song Wanqiao seemed to have something, she didn't know where she was going, she left without saying hello, and halfway through, the head teacher called him behind him:

"Hey Song Wanqiao, I'm about to choose a seat, where are you going?"

He leaned over slightly and opened his thin and tight lip line, "Let the other students choose first, I have some stomach pain and want to go to the bathroom." ”

"Then you should come back quickly!"

Song Wanqiao nodded and disappeared into the corridor.

The head teacher spat on his fingers, took out the report card, and began to point out people one by one, "Da Xiong, Xia Xiaoyu, Cen Yan, Xiao Zhengyang...... Jiang Lige. ”

Finally it was her turn, Jiang Lige walked to the door of the classroom and glanced at it briefly, there was still no space next to the big bear, and the other double seats were only vacant in the eighth and ninth rows.

She wrung her fingers and walked towards the back without hesitation.

Song Wanqiao hid at the staircase for a while, waited for a few minutes, and when he heard the head teacher shouting Jiang Lige's name, he walked over casually.

The timing was just right.

When the head teacher saw him come back, a wrinkle appeared in the corner of his eye, and he motioned to him, "Go and choose, the others will wait for a while." ”

Song Wanqiao put her hands in her pockets, raised her legs and slowly followed behind Jiang Lige.

The people inside and outside the door all showed magical expressions, and their eyes slowly moved with him.

One, two, three......

Two people sit in the middle of the penultimate row, one in front of the other.

Sugar cube's eyes widened, and he gestured hard outside the window: Get him away! Drive away!

Jiang Lige gave her a cowardly look: I don't dare.

She was also helpless.

She didn't forget the agreement with Fang Tang, but the other party was Song Wanqiao, and she couldn't say anything to let him sit elsewhere.

She said that if she wants to be someone's sun, she can't turn off the fire before it dissipates heat.

I can only be sorry for the sugar cubes.

Sugar cubes are going crazy, who is sitting there is not good, why is it Song Wanqiao?

She waved her hand: Forget it, I can't fight, I'm unlucky.

From now on, Song Wanqiao seems to have a disease, and every time she chooses a seat, her stomach hurts.

Over time, there was a rumor in the class: Song Wanqiao likes Jiang Lige.

But there are very few people who really believe it.

So someone asked Jiang Lige why Song Wanqiao always sat at the same table with her, and she weakly explained, "He...... Fear of life. ”

The classmates all expressed their understanding and did not discuss it too much, Song Wanqiao had a cold temperament and did not interact with others very much. may also feel that this pair is really not topical, how can a person like Song Wanqiao easily like people.

When moving things, the classroom was a mess, pushing and shoving back and forth in the aisles.

Song Wanqiao has few belongings, a few books, a few books, a pencil case, and it can be solved in two trips.

Fang Tang saw that his seat was empty, and estimated that he would not come over again, and complained to Jiang Lige while sorting out the bits and pieces.

"Why do you say it's so coincidental, why did it come out when it was your turn? And when the two of us were conspiring, he was also next to him, he should have heard it, how could he snatch love with a knife? Didn't you hear it? ”

"Uh...... It may be, you know, that people like him have always been deaf to what is going on outside the window. ”

"No, no, he may be ......" Sugar Fang looked at the back of the classroom, thoughtful, as if he had discovered some earth-shattering secret.

"What?" Jiang Lige was pulling the zipper of her schoolbag, if she said that Song Wanqiao liked her, then how would she respond.

"Probably...... Fear of life. ”

Breathing a sigh of relief, Jiang Lige smiled, "What does he think in his heart, how can mortals like me speculate at will." ”

"It's too~ Ahhhhhh

"As for it, it's like parting with life and death, don't get tired of it, hurry up and hurry up, the old class is looking this way."

Jiang Lige ran to the back with a stack of books in his arms.

Click.

A black pen falls to the ground.

She suddenly lowered her head to pick it up, and Song Wanqiao also leaned over.

The heads touched together, the eyes were facing each other, and the throbbing of youth sprouted.

The picture seems to freeze in this moment.

She was stunned, and her hand inadvertently touched a coldness, which turned out to be Song Wanqiao's hand.

Jiang Lige's face suddenly climbed into a touch of red, and as soon as his eyelids were raised, the afterglow could sweep to Song Wanqiao's beautiful eyebrows.

She pretended to straighten her hair, quickly grabbed the pen, sat upright, patted the dust on the pen, and handed it to him, "I'm sorry, it's not bad." ”

"It's fine."

Song Wanqiao took it and put it in the pencil case.

"You...... Don't you like to sit by the window? The view here is not very good, you can't enjoy the scenery. ”

"You don't want me to sit here?"

There was a ripple in the deep eyes.

"No, no, no, I'm just curious."

"It's quiet here."

"Oh~"

Jiang Lige's guess in his heart was immediately denied, it turned out that it was just because he was quiet, he didn't want to sit at the same table with him.

But it didn't matter, at least she was happy.

Although it's a pity that the plan to be at the same table with Sugar Fang has failed, it's not a big sin to occasionally focus on color and ignore friends.

She's really stupid, as Ryunosuke Akutagawa said, I'm a stupid person, and I've never been able to understand anything other than what is clear at a glance.

She is also slow to answer questions about feelings, or mathematics, physics, and chemistry, and she can't guess anything except for the answers that are clear at a glance.