The plot of Xie Liang's teasing was played out every week, and I quietly watched every similar but different scene in the mix. Xie Liang avoided Yan Jinfeng more and more deliberately, and Yan Jinfeng avoided Xie Liang more and more sensitively, and the buddies saw that they were becoming more and more boring, so they gradually let them go.

However, my unspeakable feeling for Yan Jinfeng became stronger and stronger. I naturally understand that I have to hide myself, the past of the dance class has taught me a profound lesson, and now Xie Liang's fate is also a vivid case.

It's just that without Xie Liang as a cover, how can I get close to Yan Jinfeng?

So I often find opportunities to sneak a look at Yan Jinfeng. However, there seems to be a natural connection between seeing and being seen, and it doesn't take long for me to meet her eyes. Whenever this happens, I feel a flash of lightning rushing towards me, and I am so frightened that I hurriedly retract my gaze to my desk.

Those beautiful eyes, with an unprecedented temperament, exuded infinite charm, like an invisible giant hand, tightly gripping my violently beating heart. That's an innate aura, that's a kind of self-confidence in showing off your wisdom.

This confidence comes not only from her stunning looks, but also from her intelligence. Since entering the school, her grades have been at the top. I was already the best in the eyes of my teachers and classmates, but she was a few places higher than me. That's what I admire.

The students with the highest grades are the objects of attention of the teacher in selecting the class cadres.

I was appointed as a member of the life committee, a labor committee or something, and Yan Jinfeng was a member of the entertainment committee every semester.

Among all the class cadres, the other committee members don't sound like they have any real reputation, anyone can be the member, but only the entertainment committee, not only me, the whole class plus the teacher think that it is tailor-made for Yan Jinfeng.

What a graceful title, the members of the entertainment committee must have the face of an angel and the figure of a devil, like a versatile beauty in ancient times, who can show a crisp singing voice like a lark when she opens her mouth, and a soft and satin-like posture when she dances.

Who else could it be besides Yan Jinfeng? No matter which teacher sees her, she will definitely arrange it like this, even if she can't meet the grade standards of the class committee members one day, she will definitely be appointed exceptionally, so she, the entertainment committee, is destined to be a member of the entertainment committee until she graduates from elementary school.

As a class leader, one of the most important responsibilities is to make rounds during eye exercises. According to the regulations, the class cadres work in pairs and take turns on duty every week.

When it was Yan Jinfeng's turn to walk around the corridor to supervise, I would secretly open my eyes between my fingers and take a look. In order not to be discovered, I used one of my own stunts.

As a cat, I can see things in front of me with my eyes squinted, and from someone else's point of view, I'm no different from when I fell asleep, and I usually do this when we confuse our opponents, and I don't think it can come in handy now.

In this way, even without the cover of my fingers, I can stare at Yan Jinfeng calmly, without moving my head, just tilting my eyeballs slightly.

Seeing Yan Jinfeng like this, there is also a hazy beauty, which is really wonderful!

It's even cooler when it's my turn to be on duty.

I walked through the aisles unscrupulously, glancing at the class, and then fixed my gaze on Yan Jinfeng's face, like a cheetah staring at a little white rabbit in the grass.

She was so innocent when she closed her eyes, and the moment her fingers crossed her brow, it was like a white cloud blowing through the morning glow, picturesque and dreamlike, full of warm and sweet pink dreams.

It's a pity that I still don't dare to look at her for too long, I'm afraid that the teacher who patrols outside the window will see that I'm not serious on duty, I'm afraid that the classmates who are on duty with me will notice that I'm not normal, and I'm afraid that any student who doesn't do exercises seriously will open his eyes and see my intentions. What's more, Yan Jinfeng is a person who doesn't do eye exercises seriously, who knows how big a gap is left between her slightly closed eyes on her relaxed face?

So I walked down the aisle casually, repeating every two steps, glancing at the class, and then resting my gaze on her face, enjoying the frequent, fleeting bliss.

Occasionally, when Yan Jinfeng and I were on duty together, at this time, I was monitoring every classmate seriously, as serious as if I was desperately trying to catch a disobedient guy and teach a lesson.

At most, when I turn, I will take a look at Yan Jinfeng to see where she is going and where she is looking. Even if she noticed, I should be quite normal and decent in her eyes, innocent and without any intentions.

After it is over, I will always remember this day, the day I worked with Yan Jinfeng, and I look forward to more such days.

Day after day, Yan Jinfeng tugged at my heartstrings like a solid chain, making it difficult for me to extricate myself. I fantasized countless times that I could be favored by her, and that I would be the best friend, the closest friend, the best friend to talk to, just like me and the girls in the dance team, but the girls in the dance team couldn't compare to her.

"If you can get her, this life will be worth it." I thought.

"Do you believe in fate?" This is a question that many people have encountered at one time or another, whether it is asked by others or on a whim. But what exactly is the answer to this question?

Some people believe in fate and believe that everything in the world has its own laws, so there is Buddhism and Taoism; Some people do not believe in fate and think that it is superstitious, so they try to explain all the wonderful phenomena with science under the materialist and dialectical thinking. However, there are still some phenomena that cannot be explained by science.

"If only I could share the table with Yan Jinfeng." At that time, it occurred to me that after all, it would soon be the day of the half-term seat change. I have long been very envious of the boys who share the table with Yan Jinfeng, if only I could have such an honor.

On that day, the teacher came to the classroom with a carefully arranged seating chart:

"Students, we have to make a major adjustment to the seats in today's class meeting. Next, starting with the group by the window, I named the names of my classmates in each row. Everyone remember their adjusted position, pack up their things first, and then move together when I have finished reporting and telling everyone to move. After moving and cleaning, we can get out of school. ”

"Wow!" The students exclaimed, presumably looking forward to the teacher finishing the reading early, everyone moving early, cleaning early, and then going home early to play.

"Quiet! Now I'll start reporting. The teacher cleared his throat, picked up the folder and read, "First group, first row: ......"

I held my breath nervously and excitedly as my teacher announced my name, and although it was just to learn about my new seating environment, it was as exciting as the results and rankings to be announced after the exam.

Half of the classmates already have a home, and the teacher has not yet reported my name, nor has he reported Yan Jinfeng's name.

I felt very relieved, but also more and more nervous, my heart beat faster and faster, just like when I was selected to join the dance team in kindergarten, I always suspected that the teacher would call me my name next, everything around me seemed to freeze, and every word of the teacher was like thunder that pierced the sky, bombarding my head.

At the same time, there is a premonition that this time maybe I can make my dream come true and sit with Yan Jinfeng.

I remembered playing scratch cards at the bazaar, and the third prize to the first prize had been gradually claimed, but I didn't get anything. Will I end up missing out on all the prizes, or will I win the jackpot? The jackpot, of course!

“…… The third group, the fourth row: Mao Xiaoer, Yan Jinfeng......"

When a dream is just a thought in the heart, people desperately want it; And when a dream becomes a reality, people often find it difficult to accept it. In the face of the teacher's sudden words, I was stunned, although I said my heart, but for some reason I panicked.

Is there really providence? Is there really a fate? Why did the things that I wanted come true in such a short period of time? Could it be that the teacher sensed what I was thinking in my heart, and helped me realize it?

I don't have to pinch myself, I also know very well that this is exactly what is happening in reality, but there is an illusion that is more like a dream than a dream haunts my heart, and I can't retreat from it for a long time. It seems that there is really God in this world, as if God has appeared at this moment. Since then, I have deeply understood the meaning of the idiom "all wishes come true".

Since this has really happened, then let's accept it calmly. I calmed down my excitement and looked at Yan Jinfeng, she didn't need to move according to her current position, so the next thing to do was to move my desk and stool over, and I couldn't be too excited when I moved, so that people couldn't see that I had colluded with God about this matter.

With the teacher's order, all the students who needed to change their seats began their own migration paths.

The classrooms are not large, but the process of migration is still difficult to wade through mountains and rivers. After a lot of effort, I finally came to Yan Jinfeng's seat.

Thinking of being able to face Yan Jinfeng face to face for so close and for such a long time for the first time, thousands of deer surged into my heart in an instant, and they suddenly merged into a tide and poured down like a bursting embankment, making the whole cheek instantly hot.

I tried my best to suppress the ecstasy in my heart, and carefully like any other ordinary student who had just moved to a new seat, I put the table and Yan Jinfeng's together, put my schoolbag on the table, set the chair, sat down, and smiled at her.

Yan Jinfeng also responded to me with a smile, and enthusiastically helped me adjust the desk to the most regular position. It made me relax a little. After sitting down, we didn't say anything to each other, just watched the other students continue to move their desks, as if watching a play, the whole process was as calm as the windless water at night, quietly waiting for the sun to rise the next day.

Every day after that, I felt like a different person, and I was very active in class. I always catch every exaggerated gesture of the teacher, every inadvertent slip of the tongue, every flaw in the intonation of every sentence, etc., and then unconsciously say a joke that even I find incisive.

"The teacher is dressed like an orange today!" "Wow, the teacher took out his sword!" "I'll do a quick math on this, and I'm guaranteed to be equal to 204!" "Stone lion, sisizi, sisi paper"......

Although it was not said to Yan Jinfeng, it was actually said to Yan Jinfeng. Every time she said it, Yan Jinfeng smiled happily. I didn't expect her to be a girl with a very low laugh, and she was always easy to laugh.

She was able to do it properly at first, controlling herself to listen carefully. But the more you control yourself, the more you seem to be unable to control yourself. In order to hold back her smile, all the muscles on her face were mobilized, and the breath in her mouth puffed up her cheeks like balloons, and she was in danger of bursting at any time. When she couldn't hold it anymore, she covered her mouth with her hand and laughed a little. But that wasn't enough, and eventually she would tremble with uncontrollable laughter, which was enough to get the teacher's attention and really scare me.

Fortunately, the laughter was drowned out in the whispers of other students in class, and the young teacher was also mild-tempered, turning a blind eye to the children's unstoppable noise.

I silently looked at Yan Jinfeng beside me, she was laughing breathlessly at this time, so kind and cute, she almost smashed her head on her arm. When the laughter had passed and everything had calmed down, I saw her shyly bow her head, her eyes drooping slightly, her eyes glancing to the other side, her closed little mouth looking innocent, and the deep signature dimple was still so charming. It seems that the usually cold goddess is not such an inaccessible species, and the barrier I was worried about does not exist.

"Do you like cats?" One day, I asked about Yan Jinfeng.

"It's okay."

"Do you know how cats bark?" I narrowed my eyes and a mysterious expression on my face.

"Meow," she said, looking at me with embarrassment and confusion on her face, "what's wrong?" ”

"No, that's what it's called." As I spoke, I put my tongue on the roof of my mouth, grinned, and then let out a shrill sound as I gradually retracted. The sound sounded like it was actually coming out of a cat's mouth.

"Oh my God, how did you learn to be so similar!" She was shocked and looked at me intently.

"It's a secret!" I smirked.

Every day with her is as happy as eating candy, and I wish I could spend every semester with her like this, but unfortunately God didn't help me this time.