Xu Zeming was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding why she was using her power for personal gain to help him so much.

After all, they're not very familiar either, are they?

Mucha also felt that his purpose was too obvious, for fear of being exposed, so he added: "You, you are Brother Qingchen's friend, also, cough, that is, my friend, inserting a knife in the ribs for a friend, shouldn't it, shouldn't it?" ”

I'm sorry half-brother, I can only use you as a shield.

Mucha silently added in his heart.

That's the reason.

Xu Zeming squinted and smiled, that smile was shining and very charming: "Then thank you, Senior Sister Muxia, you are such a good girl." ”

Although the teacher will not teach him a lesson even if his name is recorded, of course, it is better not to be remembered by his name.

You're such a good girl......

Good girl......

Girl......

Child!

Mucha's mind was like clusters of fireworks bursting, and she was so excited that she wanted to jump up and turn two more laps.

Oh my God, the senior actually praised her!

Ahhh

Roar, roar, roar!

However, no matter how excited he was in his heart, on his face, Mucha was still very calm: "The senior has won the award." ”

Before leaving, Xu Zeming asked casually: "Senior sister, how is your stomach?" ”

At the mention of this, Mucha thought of the scene of blood flowing in front of him yesterday, but also thought of the senior who cared about him so much, and for a while, Mucha was embarrassed and happy: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Xu Zeming nodded and left.

Until he was far away, Mucha was still staring at his back, as if he could turn into a lookout stone at any time.

"Wake up, there is no shadow of people gone, what else are you looking at?" Speechless, the tablemate walked over and poked her shoulder.

"I didn't see anything." Mucha came back to his senses in embarrassment and forcibly excused.

After the table mate glanced at her, he saw that her small notebook was empty: "Okay, you can remember his name?" Why didn't you remember? ”

"This ......" Mucha was embarrassed again, pulled her aside, and pleaded in a low voice: "Please, he's my friend, forget it this time." ”

How could she remember the name of the person she likes and let him be criticized!

"You like him, don't you?" The same table asked pointedly.

Mucha's goose egg face turned red again: "I, I didn't!" ”

"Cut, don't admit it yet!" The same table was not angry, and gave her a roll of the eyes again.

Then her tone softened again: "Since it's the person you like, forget it this time." ”

Mucha rubbed her face happily: "You are so good, I will invite you to ice cream later!" ”

"Two!" The same table took the opportunity to cut people.

"No problem!" Mucha agreed.

When the bell rings, Mucha and her table mates can go back to the classroom.

After class, Mucha invited the same table to eat ice cream as promised.

Before entering the commissary, Mucha saw Jiang Qingchen standing there.

"Brother Qingchen, are you here to buy snacks too?" Mucha suddenly let go of his table and ran to him with a cigarette, staring at him with a pair of eyes, full of curiosity and surprise.

"Didn't you keep saying that all the food sold here is junk food and it's unhealthy, and now you want to taste the taste of junk again?" Mucha asked.

"Not really." Jiang Qingchen lifted the corners of his lips in disgust.

He wasn't in the habit of eating garbage.

Mucha was confused: "Then what are you doing standing here?" ”

Could it be just a casual look, or a sniff?

Jiang Qingchen looked at her condescendingly: "I'm here to supervise you." ”

"Oversee me what?" Mucha was even more confused.

Jiang Qingchen explained his words: "Naturally, it depends on whether you buy something cold." ”

Mucha: "......! ”

She looked at him indescribably: "Jiang Qingchen, you are simply my dad!" ”

Her dad likes to be in charge of her.

"Then you call and listen." Jiang Qingchen raised his chin with interest.

"Jiang Qingchen! Gave you face, right? Mucha crossed his hips and glared at him fiercely.

This girl, she kicked her nose in the face!

Jiang Qingchen snorted, wrapped his arms around him, and lowered his eyebrows to urge her: "Don't go buy it quickly, if you don't wait any longer, the class bell will ring soon, and you won't be able to buy it then." ”

"It's not that you've delayed it!" Mucha glared at him again, and then hurriedly ran into the commissary on her short legs.

After she finished buying it, Jiang Qingchen immediately stopped her in front of her, and then checked what she bought.

"Very well-behaved, nothing cold." After the examination, Jiang Qingchen hooked his lips and praised her like a kindergarten child.

“……”

Suddenly, I had a sense of being mentally retarded.

And also......

"Can you make a quieter voice, for fear that others won't know that I'm in menstruation, right?" Muxia blushed, and hurriedly dragged him aside: "I'm not stupid, can I not know what I can eat and what I can't eat, don't worry about me, it's the same as guarding a prisoner!" ”

"Okay, listen to you!"

Jiang Qingchen expected that she wouldn't dare to eat indiscriminately, so she agreed.

"Then I'll go back to the classroom." Mucha pulled his table away.

While biting on the ice cream, the tablemate said, "I've never seen a boy like this in my life." ”

In order to prevent Mucha from eating indiscriminately, he did something to check at the entrance of the commissary!

"yes, whoever will be his girlfriend in the future is really not too lucky!" Mucha smiled.

On the way back, the high school radio sounded.

It's about the high school running for student council president.

Among them is Xu Zeming's name.

"Senior Xu is going to run for the president of the student union?" Hearing this information, Mucha's eyes widened, and she couldn't do it happily.

"I'm going to canvass for him!" Mucha swears.

She can't keep her secret crush in obscurity, she wants to help him as much as possible, just like the name just now, so that he can gradually feel her presence, and even feel her heart......

At the same table was Muxia's best friend, and when she saw that she really liked Xu Zeming, she helped her: "I heard that Senior Xu's Chinese composition is generalized, isn't your composition very good, why don't you help him write a speech again?" ”

"If you have a good speech, you have a better chance of being selected, and he will remember you at that time." She said.

Mucha's writing is very good, and he has won many essay awards since elementary school, and he got a full score for his essay when he was promoted to junior high school, and he was included in the composition selection, which became a textbook-like existence.

"yes, I can also help him write a campaign draft!" Muxia's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but pat her on the shoulder: "It's worthy of being my best friend, and the ideas she comes up with are all constructive!" ”

Don't look at Muxia's soft temperament, but inside she has inherited Xia Ningxing's stubbornness and resoluteness, just do what she says.

After returning home from school that day, she didn't even write her homework, and directly took out the manuscript paper and began to write a manuscript for Xu Zeming first.