Even at the school gate.

Shen Qingjia felt that those envious gazes still hadn't disappeared.

But she felt much better at the moment.

Song Fusheng saw Shen Qingjia looking around, so he asked her if she was looking for flowers. Shen Qingjia's eyes were still looking for the crowd, but he didn't see the figure of the flowers.

"Hua Xiao Jie, I didn't even call Fusheng this time. This was beyond my expectations. Zhuang Zhou took over and said.

"We're not on the same path, so there's no need to contact us." Song Fusheng really didn't know what his best friend was doing. He always has a variety of reasons that associate him with flowers.

It's just hard to prevent.

"Yes. Anyway, they're all on the same floor, so we'll meet sooner or later. Zhuang Zhou said this, but his eyes flickered in the freshman. Will you meet cute school girls in the new semester? Zhuang Zhou said with a smile.

"I'll go with you to report. You don't know where the admissions office is yet. Song Fusheng didn't bother to pay attention to Zhuang Zhou, he looked at Shen Qingjia. Now that he promised her parents that they would take care of her, now is the first step. However, Shen Qingjia was now looking around at everything on campus, and she seemed to like it very much, with an endless sense of anticipation on her face. Not meeting Hua Xiangjin did not make her feel down, and she was very happy today. This is a scene that Song Fusheng is happy to see.

Shen Qingjia looked around and said to Song Fusheng, "No, no. You have to report it too. You go and get busy with yours first. ”

"I'm not in a hurry." Song Fusheng still didn't worry about Shen Qingjia.

"Please. I'm not a kid anymore. If you can't report this kind of thing yourself, then what will you do in the future" Shen Qingjia pushed Song Fusheng and walked towards the teaching building.

At this time, a girl with long hair in a shawl came over, and she called Song Fusheng. By the way, he glanced at Shen Qingjia, who was pulling and pulling at Song Fusheng: It looks like a freshman who has just entered the school, and he is a cute little Lori.

"Song Fusheng. Happy new semester, yo, so soon to catch up with the elementary school girl, the charm of the school grass is not ordinary. ”

Shen Qingjia listened to this girl's words and immediately let go. The face is also slightly red.

Song Fusheng frowned, but didn't pay attention. He turned his face to Shen Qingjia and said, "Yun Jiaoran." My junior high school classmate is now in the same class. ”

"Hello. My name is Shen Qingjia. "Shen Qingjia originally wanted to say hello, Sister Shengxue. But she wasn't sure if the other party was happy with her calling her that, and it would be bad if she complained that she was casually trapped. It's always better to say hello first.

"Hello elementary school girl. Welcome to our Zilin No. 1 Middle School. Yun Jiaoran listened to Song Fusheng introduce herself to the freshmen, and she instantly understood that these two were acquaintances. Are you Song Fusheng's cousin?"

"No, it's not." Shen Qingjia didn't know why everyone thought she would be Song Fusheng's relative. Could it be that she and Song Fuchang have the same relative face, but she just thinks so in her heart.

"She's my friend." Song Fusheng answered Yun Jiaoran's question instead of Shen Qingjia.

"Friend" Yun Jiaoran replied to Song Fusheng's answer with interest. That's a lot of fun. I have known Song Fusheng for so long and I haven't seen him openly stand with any girl, except for the flowers in the next class. In other words, even when she first saw Hua Nijin and came to find Song Fusheng, she didn't see him introduce Hua Bijin well.

This "friend" is not ordinary.

Yun Jiaoran's extremely keen intuition told her: This "friend" is not ordinary.

Yun Jiaoran didn't know Song Fusheng for the first day, she knew his stinky temper. So even if she had the heart to ask for the truth, she couldn't help it. On the first day of school, it's better not to make Song Fusheng angry.

Anyway, it's a long time coming.

"Yun Jiaoran. What bad idea do you have in your heart?" asked Song Fusheng.

"Haha. How dare I. It's so funny. Yun Jiaoran laughed.

Shen Qingjia stood on the side and watched Yun Jiaoran and Song Fusheng scare each other, feeling a little sour in his heart. She also hoped that she could talk to Song Fusheng with a big grin like Yun Jiaoran, but she always had some scruples. "Then you talk, I'll walk around the campus first."

"Good. You be careful. Call me anytime if anything. Song Fusheng said.

"I see." Shen Qingjia waved his hand.

"Senior, goodbye." In the end, he called Yun Jiaoran with an honorific title and said goodbye politely.

Song Fusheng stared at Shen Qingjia's back for a long time. He watched as she went to the school bulletin board, apparently looking for class placement information. He was indeed overly nervous. Song Fusheng completely underestimated Shen Qingjia's self-care ability, she is not stupid and sweet, she is an assertive, thoughtful and planned high school student.

Such. Very good.

Yun Jiaoran's first impression of Shen Qingjia was not bad. Shen Qingjia is good-looking, beautiful, and very polite, and the point is not pretentious at all.

In view of the fact that Song Fusheng is the dream "qgren" of many girls in the school. Yun Jiaoran saw a lot of those fake wind and weak willows who spoke in front of Song Fusheng and couldn't unscrew the lid when they bought a bottle of water.

Shen Qingjia is really a clear stream in the pile of beauties.

"Song Fusheng. You just laughed. Yun Jiaoran patted Song Fusheng on the shoulder.

"Is there any?" Song Fusheng's face became expressionless.

"Yes. You rarely laugh like that. Yun Jiaoran said truthfully. Song Fusheng generally smiles politely at others, has no emotion, and just copes with communication. But the look in his eyes when he looked at Shen Qingjia just now, and the smile he revealed, were all from the heart.

While they were talking, several girls came over one after another to greet Song Fusheng.

One by one, they laughed wildly, and their voices were too sweet. Yun Jiaoran's stomach churned for a while.

"Song Fusheng. Happy new semester. ”

"Song Fusheng, good morning."

"Song Fusheng, take care of me this year."

Song Fusheng replied to their greetings one by one. Even though that smile looked fake, it was still unstoppably handsome.

Yun Jiaoran didn't understand that Song Fusheng was in such a mood to pay attention to these inconsequential people, but he always ignored him, putting on the momentum of a cold-faced demon king. Why don't you just ask him for the new semester?

"Song Fusheng, I have a question for you in the new semester."

"Asked, but only for a minute. I haven't reported it yet. ”

"You can laugh at them, why do you always have a stinky face for me."

"I haven't seen you smile so flattering at me."

“”

"I'm leaving." Song Fusheng waved his hand and went upstairs by himself. I don't know if Shen Qingjia has a problem. Song Fusheng walked and walked, but he couldn't help but think about Shen Qingjialai.

This Song Fusheng.

Yun Jiaoran shook his head and smiled: I am so lucky when I just started school, and this semester is worth looking forward to