Chapter Twenty-Three: I Feel Floating

Bai Song thought for a few minutes, but she really couldn't think of what to write, she blinked her eyes wide, wanting to see what Wei Man wrote, Wei Man noticed her eyes, and immediately surrounded her notebook, saying, "Xiaobai, what are you doing, don't look at me, I write very vulgar." ”

"Well, I just wanted to know what I should be writing about. What kind of manuscript can be selected, it would be nice if Xu Yi missed my manuscript. Bai Song supported his face with his hands, his eyes looked at the sky, a little melancholy.

"Tsk, woman, can you be realistic, don't always think about what you don't have." Mi Baiyu gently tapped Bai Song's forehead with a pen and teased.

"Can you please stop hitting me like this?" Bai Song said dissatisfied.

Wei Man and Mi Baiyu glanced at each other, smiled, and stopped talking.

After the three of them finished writing a manuscript, the women's high jump group had finished the competition.

"Hey, have you all finished writing, and I'll hand it over to me when you're done." Bai Song waved the manuscript in his hand and asked the classmate sitting next to him.

"Bai Song, are you still so active in submitting the manuscript? What's written? A male classmate in the class quipped.

"Why do you want to show you?" Bai Song pursed his lips dissatisfiedly and looked at the boy, "Hurry up, Wang Jiahui has not finished writing." ”

"It's coming, it's coming." The boy named Wang Jiahui answered in a low voice, and then hurriedly buried himself in writing the ending.

Bai Song was satisfied with the manuscripts of his classmates, and then pulled Wei Man to the announcer. And Mi Baiyu was pulled by the propaganda committee of the class to cheer for the next men's 200-meter race.

Bai Song walked up the steps step by step, Xu Yihuai's crispy voice came from the radio not far away, the more he walked in, the clearer he heard, Bai Song couldn't help but be a little nervous, she raised her eyes and looked at the boy sitting on the stool, today he was not wearing a school uniform, it was a white shirt and black trousers, his legs were slender, on the legs and feet of the table, the shirt was slightly pulled a few times, revealing his white wrists, he was looking at the manuscript intently at the moment, and the low voice made Bai Song feel trembling.

"Classmate, are you here to hand in the manuscript?" Because Xu Yihuai is now reading the manuscript, Zhou Zhi took on the task of reviewing the manuscript, anyway, the two of them changed and cooperated quite tacitly. Zhou Zhi looked at Bai Song, who had only gone up five steps, and couldn't help frowning when he saw her standing there motionless.

"Huh? Oh. Bai Song, who reacted, immediately leaped forward, went up the last step, and then walked towards them, "I'm here to hand in the manuscript." ”

Bai Song leaned over and put the manuscript on the table, then glanced at Xu Yihuai, and it happened that he had finished reading the manuscript, and the eyes of the two met in the air.

"Classmate, you can go down after you hand it in." Zhou Zhi saw the two of them looking at each other like this, she was a little dissatisfied in her heart, and urged Bai Song, she didn't know who the girl in front of her was, after all, she said in front of the teacher that she wanted to chase Xu Yihuai, and it was quite a big trouble.

Wei Man, who was behind him, gently tugged at the corner of Bai Song's clothes, signaling that she was going down, Bai Song stopped for a moment, still looking at Xu Yihuai, she wanted Xu Yihuai to miss the manuscript she wrote.

"Xu Yihuai, will you read the manuscript I wrote?" Bai Song moved his lips, and actually said what was in his heart, and he suddenly felt embarrassed. But his eyes still looked at Xu Yihuai.

Xu Yihuai looked at the pile of manuscripts on the table and didn't say anything, the atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward, Zhou Zhi hurriedly said, "This classmate, if your manuscript is well written, we will read the manuscript you wrote." ”

Bai Song didn't speak anymore, but she felt empty in her heart, she nodded, stopped talking, obediently followed Wei Man, and walked down, but she didn't see that Xu Yihuai's eyes behind her had been following her.

"Xiaobai, you just want Xu Yi to miss your manuscript so much? Is there any moral to this? Wei Man was a little puzzled by Bai Song's loss.

"Yes, I really want to make all his things related to me, and I think he can make me feel an inexplicable sense of pride when he reads my manuscript." Bai Song pursed his lips and said.

"You didn't hear the girl sitting in Xu Yihuai just now, as long as you write well, you will have a chance." Wei Man's eyes widened, looking at Bai Song and saying, the light of hope inside was self-evident.

"Do you believe what I'm writing is good?" Bai Song paused, stopped, and said a word to Wei Man.

Wei Man took a breath and shook his head, yes, how did she forget who Bai Song was, alas, hoping that she could write something.

The two went listlessly to the office to find Xiao Zhiyun, and the hard-pressed Xiao Zhiyun was still proofreading some information.

"Why are you two here?" Xiao Zhiyun stopped what she was doing, raised her eyes from the computer, and asked.

"It's so boring, and I can't leave school." Bai Song sighed, like a full old lady.

Xiao Zhiyun looked confused and looked at Wei Man.

"She, she just wrote a manuscript, I want Xu Yi to miss it, but her writing is ...... It's not that you don't know, if you look at her like this, it's obviously autumn but it's spring, after all, it's because of men. In the end, Wei Man actually had a sense of déjà vu that the female university was not left.

As soon as Bai Song wanted to say something, he heard Xu Yihuai's voice on the campus radio, "Next is the manuscript written by Bai Song in the sixth class of the second year of high school, the tender grass passes through the soil, the fruit surpasses the flower, the endless is life, and the charm of life is beyond the ...... Every transcendence is just a liberation from the past. Because the new height is calling for new transcendence, let us cheer for the athletes of the sixth class of the second year of high school and shout for them! “

When Bai Song heard the end, his mouth grew and he looked at Wei Man incredulously, "He just ..... Is it really Bai Song from the sixth class of high school? ”

"It's okay, Xiaobai, the writing is so good? I can't even see it. Wei Man, who reacted, patted Bai Song's shoulder and praised him.

"This ...... This is not a manuscript I wrote. Bai Song looked confused, looked at Wei Man and said.

The smile on Wei Man's face gradually disappeared, and he said in surprise, "That Xu Yihuai is ..... Treat someone else's manuscript as yours and just change the name? ”

"I think it maybe." Xiao Zhiyun pondered, nodded, and continued, "Xiaobai, when did you have such a good relationship with Xu Yihuai, just now you said that people don't help you read the manuscript, but now I read it to you in a blink of an eye, and I also picked a manuscript that is not badly written." ”

"I don't know." Bai Song felt that he was fluttering at the moment, his lips moved, and he still didn't say anything after all.

And after Xu Yihuai finished reading Bai Song's manuscript, he felt relieved, only he knew that Bai Song's eyes at him at that time shook his heart just now.

"Xu Yihuai, how are you.... What about writing your own manuscript and then changing your name to Bai Song's? Seeing Xu Yihuai write a 100-word manuscript in a few minutes, the key is that the signature is actually Bai Song, which makes her feel a little incredible.

"Hmm." Xu Yihuai responded lightly and did not continue. Zhou Zhi pursed his lips and stopped talking, but his eyes became a little vicious.

Time passed very quickly, and after the last event in the morning, everyone went to eat one after another talking and laughing.