Chapter 63: The Thin Man Who Owes the Beating
"Classmate, what's your name?" The thin man lowered his head and asked in a low voice.
Wen Xu pretended not to hear and didn't bother to pay attention to him.
The thin man thought that Wen Xu didn't hear it, so he touched Wen Xu with his elbow, and his voice raised a little: "Classmate, my name is Cai Siming, what is your name?" ”
Wen Xu continued to pretend to listen to the sample paper well, closed the book, and moved it to the thin man's side a little so that the fat man could see it clearly.
"Oh, it turned out to be Brother Xu, thank you for your seat just now!" The thin man said with a familiar smile.
Hearing him say this, Wen Xu was also relieved: "No thanks, the seat is not mine, you can sit as you like." Listen to you, brother! ”
"Thank you again. Anyway, do you understand? The thin man frowned.
"Reluctantly, I've been playing for a few months, and I've forgotten about it." Wen Xu whispered while pretending to continue to listen carefully.
"Hey, I'll just say, I'm not the only one who can't understand! Brother Xu, you said that we haven't learned Chinese well, why do we have to learn foreign languages? Not everyone will be able to use it in the future, so they have to take the international route! The thin man sighed.
This went to Wen Xu's heart, and he took over: "What you say also makes sense." I don't understand, maybe it's a high-level strategic choice! ”
"Hey, I feel sorry for myself! Half of the reason why I'm so thin is because I studied English! It's a hard life! The fat man sighed again and whimpered.
"Okay, if you don't want to learn, you have to learn, and you have to take the fourth level!" Wen Xu said with deep feelings.
"Do we only have to take level 4? That's easy. The fat man breathed a sigh of relief.
"What?" Wen Xu made a question mark on his face.
"Good luck, good luck, I took all the IELTS tests, and the fourth level should be a small case." The thin man shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.
Wen Xu was completely speechless, and after giving the thin man a look, he ignored him again.
"Brother Xu, I was wrong! Hit me, scold me! The fat man looked like he was begging for mercy.
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After entangled in a class, and finally got out of class, Wen Xu couldn't stand the thin man's verbosity, so he had to compromise: "It's okay, I'm just speechless to you!" Don't disturb me in the future! Thank you! ”
The thin man clasped his hands together, "Okay, as long as Brother Xu doesn't get angry!" See you next time! ”
Wen Xu nodded in response to the thin man, and then got up and left his seat.
Out of the classroom, Wen Xu saw the grandeur of the end of school.
From the classroom door to the staircase, it was crowded with people, and the crowd was slowly moving step by step.
Qishi is a normal school, and there are a lot of girls. It is said that the ratio of boys to girls is 1:3. In other words, out of every four people, there are three girls and only one boy.
For example, if a guy wants to fall in love, he can date three girls at the same time if he looks at the proportion alone. Of course, if a boy really did that, not to mention whether he would be killed by lightning, the three girls would definitely tear him to pieces.
Not to mention the four of them getting together to play mahjong and other things like gossip!
In the aisles, people are crowded. Wen Xu can smell all kinds of elegant fragrances from time to time.
If you don't pay attention, you really can't tell the difference. But Wen Xu, who was in it, noticed the nuances after a little attention.
Some are like fragrant roses, some are like fresh and elegant gardenias, and some are unique fragrances that cannot be described in words by mixing the body odor and the faint smell of sweat on the girl's body......
With so many people, will you meet Senior Sister Liu Xue? If she had been in class for three or four periods, she might have been able to meet her in a while. If she hadn't gone to class, it wouldn't have been possible. When he arrived at the stairs, Wen Xu looked around, but he didn't find Senior Sister Liu Xue, and disappointment was inevitable.
Since having that spring dream last night, Wen Xu now really wants to see Senior Sister Liu Xue, and at the same time is a little afraid to see her again. But the urgency of wanting to see always easily overcomes the tension of not wanting to see. This mood is very contradictory, but it is so real and exists with each other.
"Yikes!" A girl whispered.
Wen Xu was thinking about Senior Sister Liu Xue, so he didn't pay much attention to the surroundings, only to feel a faint coolness in his hand, and when he heard that nice voice, he turned his head sideways.
A pretty girl with shoulder-length hair came into view. She wears round-framed glasses, and the big lenses cover the small half of her face, three points cute, seven points sweet, very good-looking.
"I'm sorry!" "I'm sorry!" The pretty girl and Wen Xu said at the same time.
After the two finished speaking, they saw each other apologize at the same time, and laughed at the same time. Wen Xu smiled awkwardly, and the girl smiled shyly and cutely, with crooked crescent eyes, charming and intoxicated.
It turned out that just now, at the moment when Wen Xu was stunned, the girl mistook Wen Xu for a good girlfriend, and pulled her hand to Wen Xu's hand.
Wen Xu recalled the coolness left by the hands of the two of them just now, and there was a slight strange feeling.