The sports day is over.

Looking back on these three days, my heart is filled with the joy of victory. In the past three days, Lin Haiyuan and I have been talking for more than an hour, and then I was able to joke with him like an old friend, which is really a huge encouragement for me, an unrequited girl who longs to get close to the person she likes. Sure enough, the hard work pays off, and it is indeed possible to become more and more familiar with the efforts to find opportunities and brush up on the sense of existence. In the future, I will definitely make persistent efforts to become friends with Lin Haiyuan!

I couldn't help but start fantasizing. Yes, I'm not satisfied. What crush doesn't want to be with someone they like? Although I know that hope may be slim, I have to admit that I have this expectation in my heart.

By the way, yesterday I gave Lin Haiyuan a piece of chocolate, I don't know if he likes it? I'll have to ask and decide what to send him next.

"Lin Haiyuan, do you think the chocolate I gave you yesterday is delicious?" I asked him.

"I didn't eat it, so I gave it to the president."

I was disappointed: "Why? ”

"The president asked me for it, and I gave it to him. President: He likes these things more. ”

A heart that was sweet and fluttering just now sank in an instant. So he didn't want to accept what I gave him? Why give it away? The president likes it, I'm afraid it's just an excuse, the real reason is that he realized what this chocolate meant, so he hurriedly broke up with me and refused to accept my heart?

I know that he is a scholar who is dedicated to learning, and he will not let things like love delay his studies and hinder his path. So, being with him or something, it's just a little fantasy in my heart, a little extravagant hope, I won't really confess to him and ask him to be with me. I didn't even want him to know what kind of affection I had for him, I just, I just couldn't suppress the liking in my heart, and wanted to do everything I could to be nicer to him, better; I just want to see him more and say a few more words to him to comfort my lovesickness.

Well, since he doesn't want to accept gifts for no reason, then I respect him, as long as I can keep an eye on him silently and do my part for him in his time of need. I'll continue to watch over him.

In recent times, my studies don't seem to be very rosy. Although I have devoted more time to studying, my grades, especially in mathematics, show no signs of improving. I had to start thinking on the worse side: maybe this wasn't a short-term decline, and could my grades really not go back to where they used to be?

The roof leak happened to rain overnight, and the boat encountered a head wind. However, in the last math week, my grades hit a new low, and there were mistakes that were obviously not in line with my level, which made me very annoyed.

I was reading a book that night, and the head teacher, who was sitting behind the podium, suddenly turned his face towards me. He had a serious face, his lips were pursed, the corners of his mouth were downward, and he said to me with a very unkind expression: "Yi Yin Fei, what is the matter with you in this exam?" ”

I was shocked, this is the Xingshi asking for sin.

Ever since I was taught a lesson by him in the office last time because I wanted to change departments, I've seen the terrible side of this usually gentle director. That incident still scares me when I think about it. In addition, I used to be a good student who was favored by all the teachers, but I was really not good at dealing with teachers in a strict state, so I was only afraid when I encountered this situation.

Today, he suddenly put on such a posture of asking for guilt, I can't help but be afraid, his whole body stiffened with fear before he finished speaking, and he didn't know what to do.

"Bring me your scroll and lend it to me!" Director Tang ordered.

I shuddered and pulled out the roll.

"Look at you! What's going on? Question 17 can't do such a simple question, what are you doing? I see you usually listen well to your classes, huh? ”

I didn't dare to come out, so I could only bow my head and be trained.

"Get your exercise book out!"

Luckily, I usually finish my homework well. I breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the workbook.

He flipped through it, "The homework is all done, and I have also corrected it with a red pen, why can't I do such a simple question this time?" Seeing that my homework was done, his tone finally softened.

"Reflect on it and be serious next time. Keep reading. He concluded.

It's finally over, and I let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, I usually completed my homework seriously, so I was not caught by him at this time, and this time there was no danger. But I don't want to have a second time with something like this.

Speaking of this position next to the podium is still not very good, every day sitting next to the teacher, when something goes wrong, the teacher wants to train me can not be more convenient, the head can be like today to train me through, but also by the way to check a wave of homework. If you want to discipline other people, the teacher has to find them out one by one and call them out. Besides, it's not good to call someone out of the classroom for criticism because of a trivial matter. So, who will you not discipline me?

No way, who makes me not want to share a table with someone else? If you choose yourself, you will not receive it. But since then, I've started to dislike the position at the podium.

After school at noon one day, I, Lin Haiyuan, Wan Qianyi, and Zhong Qiuyue were all there, and Lin Haiyuan suddenly asked Wan Qianyi for some post-it notes.

"Hey! Lin Haiyuan! Don't scribble with my post-it notes! It was Wan Qianyi's voice.

"Hey, look how good I draw!" Lin Haiyuan said proudly.

When I looked back, I saw Lin Haiyuan holding a post-it note in his hand, on which he drew a smiling expression with a marker, so that the whole post-it note looked like a bright smiling face.

"Wow! Well drawn! Give it to me! I said to him. In fact, Lin Haiyuan just drew a small expression casually, and what he had to say was actually not technical, so there was nothing good or bad to say. However, he painted it, and whatever it was, it was the best in my eyes. They have their own filters, they are shiny, they are like treasures, I want to have them, I want to treasure them.

I put the post-it note on the side of my seat on the side of the podium and announced, "I've got this picture in my collection!" ”

"Look at how many people know the goods!" Lin Haiyuan said proudly to Wan Qianyi.

"Hmph, I'll draw too." Wan Qianyi expressed dissatisfaction. So, she also picked up the post-it note and marker, drew a crying emoji, and added two wide tears to it with a blue highlighter.

"Look at the noodle tears I draw!"

At this time, Qiuyue also joined in, and she picked up her pen and drew a grinning expression.

They all handed me the post-it notes they had drawn, and I pasted them together next to Lin Haiyuan's paintings. I have to say, these three expressions look quite interesting.

However, pasting the other two is just incidental, and in addition, I can't treat Lin Haiyuan and Wan Qianyi too blatantly differently, so that people can see my inner thoughts. In fact, the only one I like the most in my heart and want to treasure is Lin Haiyuan's one, just because it was painted by someone I like. I can't get him as a person, but I can collect his paintings. From then on, seeing his own paintings was like seeing him, and it was able to comfort my heart that I couldn't love.

Looking at Lin Haiyuan's painting, I happily thought: why don't you let him paint more! Isn't it better to have a picture drawn by someone you like?

After Wan Qianyi and the others went to dinner, I took out my post-it notes and asked, "Lin Haiyuan, do you still want to paint?" Use my post-it notes, I'm going to collect your paintings! ”

He agreed. So, he drew a few more expressions of bears and ducks for me, and I kept saying, "Draw more, draw more!" "A posture that I can't wait for him to finish my post-it notes. In fact, I do really wish he had finished my post-it notes.

I asked him to draw until he couldn't draw it, and then I carefully collected the ones he had just drawn. In the future, this is my treasure alone.