Su Wen was amused by Song Yu's naughty words, and suddenly remembered the latest newspaper published by the Literary Society on the table, picked up the newspaper and handed it to the boy next to him.

"Song Yu, show you!" The girl's eyes were still shining, and when she handed the newspaper to the boy, it was as if she had won a certificate and asked the adult to reward the child.

The boy took the newspaper, and at first glance he saw the first article with the largest area on the first page of the newspaper, and was a little surprised, but the boy was as relieved as if he had won the award, "I just said you can!" Believe in yourself! ”

"Hehe, thanks to your encouragement in the first place, otherwise I might not have joined the literary club."

"If you have something to excel in, you have to give full play," the boy smiled with satisfaction, "So have you finished your homework?" ”

The girl sat up and replied solemnly, "I'm done, I'll write it in the dormitory on the weekend." ”

"It's not enough, in fact, it doesn't waste much time, just participate in club activities and don't affect normal learning."

Su Wen responded with a smirk, "Well, thank you squad leader!" ”

The boy approached the girl, lowered his voice and said: "The literary club has actually been sluggish, and there are even rumors that the school plans to abolish the literary club and merge into the school magazine......"

"What?" Su Wen's eyes widened in surprise when he heard this, "Really? ”

Song Yu looked helpless, "Shhh It's just that I heard that you don't make a noise about it. ”

The girl still looked worried, and nodded her head like pouring beans from a bamboo tube. When the boy saw the girl's serious expression, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What's wrong?" The girl was puzzled.

"Hahaha," the boy finished laughing, and then continued the previous topic: "Our president, Senior Ye Yifeng, thought about this and his heart. What about my sister...... Hehe, in order to share the worries of the seniors...... Oh no! It's to share the worries of the literary society, and I was brought here! ”

"Worry about seniors?" Su Wen keenly smelled a trace of ambiguity, directly ignored the point of the boy's speech, and asked with a gossipy face: "Is Senior Sister Yuan Zhi ...... ...... to the president? ”

"Hehe," the boy shook his head like a rattle and began to play tricks, "I didn't say anything, I don't know anything!" ”

The girl understood, threw the boy a "You don't have to say it, I know everything" look, and smiled and gossiped: "I don't know what kind of person the president is, but he actually made the senior sister fall in love?" ”

"You, don't think about it!"

"What are you talking about me, stinky boy?" Song Yuanzhi was busy greeting the new members of the Literary Society, and did not forget to pay attention to the situation on her brother's side.

Song Yu sneered, "No, no!" Absolutely nothing! ”

"Knock knock!" There were two more soft knocks on the door, and all the new members turned their eyes to the door.

The leader of the three people who entered the door was a thin and tall white and clean young man, the young man was dressed in a straight school uniform suit, with black-rimmed glasses between the bridge of his nose, and looked quite pedantic and bookish, and when he entered the door, he faced a pair of surprised eyes of his classmates, and the boy behaved very calmly, and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth to respond to everyone's gaze.

When Su Wen first met Ye Yifeng, the current president of the Literary Society, he was surprised that he could only use the young man to describe the boy in front of him who exuded an aristocratic temperament.

"Younger students, this is Ye Yifeng, the president of our Literature Club, from the first class of the second year of high school," Song Yuanzhi introduced Ye Yifeng's seniors, her eyes were shining, and the corners of her eyebrows were a little more gentle.

"This is the head of the editorial department of our literary club, and this is the head of the distribution department."

The president of the club, who had been heard for a long time, finally appeared in front of the new members of the literary club, and there was a small commotion among the girls. After all, the girls are at the age of fantasies, and they all have a smile on their faces.

Several key figures of the Literary Society arrived, and the first orientation meeting of the Literary Society officially began in the conference room. There was a simple interaction between the major backbones of the Literary Club and the new members, and after getting to know each other, the president gave a speech to welcome the new members. The whole meeting was mainly to welcome the new members, and at the same time, at the end, it was announced that the new members were given the first task after joining the club - the second evening self-study, and the new members issued the latest newspaper of the literary club in each class.

After the meeting, on the way back to the classroom, Su Wen couldn't help but ask Song Yu: "What are the new members of the high school club at night?" ”

"Well, yes," the boy smiled, "or else?" It's good to have a few people in a class! There are also a lot of classes that no one has joined. ”

The girl frowned, remembering what Song Yu said before the meeting that "the development of the literary club has been sluggish", and began to worry about the future of the literary club, "There are only three of us in our class, I just calculated, even if we include a few of us, there will be seven people in the four top classes who will join the literary club, right?" ”

"As you can see," the boy spread his hands helplessly, "the students in the top class are all nerds, and few of them will join the club." ”

"Aren't you also in the top class? You're still in the top 3 of your grade! Su Wen felt very strange when he heard the boy's words, and the boy spoke as if he was not one of them.

"Hehe, but I'm not a nerd."

The girl was inexplicably stuck, "I'm a nerd, right?" ”

"Well, it's not all," the boy thought for a moment and said with a smile, "You're a nerd, so you should only read the books of the sages and sages, and don't think about those club activities or anything." ”

Su Wen, who has always known that he is a nerd, is now denied by the boy that he is not a nerd. The girl's heart suddenly rippled with joy.

"It's just the beginning, maybe there will be many students joining the literature club in the future!" Su Wen said with joy.

"Not necessarily. There are not many people in the literary club, and my sister won't pull me in, you say, right? "The boy didn't deliberately splash the girl with cold water, he just told the truth.

"That's the same," despite the facts, the girl's mentality is still optimistic, "then let's work together in the literary club in the future and work hard for the development of the literary club!" ”

In the evening of the first self-study, Su Wen was excited when he thought that he was going to various classrooms to distribute the literary club and newspaper, but the books on the table couldn't read a page for a long time, and the girl smirked from time to time when she thought about the happy things in her heart.

This is the first time in Su Wen's 16-year-old life that he has taken a big step forward and put into the effort for what he loves. Su Wen never imagined that the taciturn self would one day walk into the crowd that she had been wandering away from, and even found the organization she liked, and came together with a group of strange friends because of a common hobby. At that moment, the world that has always been cramped has become more open, and at the beginning of taking the first step, it seems that the girls can already see a positive and colorful high school life in the future.

A small attempt to break through herself when she was young, but it also excited the girls who have always been self-contained.

It's not that you bought a lottery ticket and won millions of jackpots, what is there to be happy and excited about? Su Wen couldn't help but laugh at himself for being as happy as a fool.

However, when they really waited for the second evening self-study, they went to the office of the Literary Club with Song Yu to get the newspaper to be distributed, and holding the heavy newspaper, the girl suddenly became so nervous that her heart thumped.

They took the lead in initiating the newspaper in the first class of high school, and Su Wen was naturally assigned to a group with Song Yu, and the two knocked on the door together to enter the first class to distribute the newspaper.

"I'm sorry, I'll interrupt you for two minutes, we are members of our school's Fengyun Literature Club, and we will send you the latest newspaper published by the Literature Club!"

Song Yu stood at the door of a class of classrooms and fluently introduced his intentions to a class of classmates. Since stepping on the threshold of the first class, Su Wen followed behind Song Yu with his head bowed like a little girl, fortunately, Song Yu is a social expert, in addition to the iceberg beauty boy who is the first in the first class, there are not a few classmates who are familiar with each other. So, when Song Yu was busy greeting a class of classmates, Su Wen lowered his head and issued a social newspaper.

From childhood to adulthood, except for the three good student awards issued by the class teacher at the end of each semester, Su Wen has never stood in front of people to accept the attention of his classmates. Excitement and apprehension are mixed together, and the girl's heart is fermented with emotions that are more embarrassing than shyness. She kept her head down, trying not to look at the curious glances of a strange classmate at her, and the hands that handed out the newspapers even trembled slightly.

The girl lowered her head and did not squint, her eyes were only fixed on one desk after another, and Su Wen had no time to care about who was sitting next to the desk.

"Su Wen?" Coldly, a slightly familiar call rang out at the desk.

"Huh?" Someone calls himself? Su Wen raised his slightly red face when he heard the voice, but he didn't want to fall into a pair of eyes with a gentle smile.

Su Wen shouted in surprise, "Ji Heming? ”

Only then did the girl realize that Ji Heming was in the first class? Since the last National Day holiday, they happened to take a bus back to the county together, Su Wen and Ji Heming have no intersection, and now they have met unexpectedly when they distribute the newspaper of the Literary Society.

Ji Heming looked at the girl in surprise, "You, have you joined the Literature Club?" ”

"Well, I joined the literary club." Su Wen looked at Ji Heming timidly, thinking of the sinister physical contact on the eve of the National Day holiday when she took the bus back to the county with the boys, the girls still couldn't help blushing.

"I really didn't expect you to join the club, you've really changed a lot since the beginning of school!" Judging from Ji Heming's experience of sharing the same table with Su Wen for half a year when he was in the third year of junior high school, the study activist who only read the books of sages and did not listen to the affairs outside the window actually joined the club one day, which is tantamount to seeing the sun rising in the west.

The girl smiled shyly, and the reason for it couldn't be explained to the boy for a while.

"It's time to send out the newspaper! Still chatting! Seeing the girl stop in front of Ji Heming's table, Song Yu stood in another set of aisles and said to Su Wen.

"Good!" The girl responded obediently.

"You're really good!" Su Wen was about to hand out a newspaper to the next classmate, and passed by Ji Heming, but he heard the boy say something softly.

The action of distributing newspapers paused for a second, and the girl's heart blossomed again the next moment.

After hurriedly handing out newspapers to a class of classmates, when he left the classroom with his head down, he had obviously crossed the threshold, Su Wen turned his head like a ghost, and through the view blocked by the wall, Su Wen looked in the direction where Ji Heming was from a distance, but coldly met the stares of the boys towards the door.

My heart skipped a beat.

"Not leaving?" Song Yu walked out of the distance first, and turned around to find that the girl was still lingering at the door of the first class.

The girl was caught off guard and responded, "Ah, here it is!" ”