At the end of the winter vacation, the same table asked Shen Qiong to go out to make up for homework.

Sitting in the reading area of Xinhua Bookstore, Shen Qiong was bored flipping through the book "Northern Kite", while her table mates lowered their heads and rushed to do their homework, saying a few words to her from time to time.

"Let me tell you, haven't I read several criminal investigation texts recently, it's so good-looking, you go back and show it to me, you must read it!" The more the young lady at the table talked, the more excited she became, she stopped the pen in her hand and grabbed Shen Qiong's arm and shook it wildly.

"Okay, okay, you let me go, write your homework, and school will start the day after tomorrow."

"Seriously, it's really good-looking."

"I see, shut up."

“……”

When the protagonist's parents picked him up, a man and a woman suddenly came in at the door, and laughter first reached Shen Qiong's ears, and then she looked up and saw Zhou Maowen and a girl in the same class.

The girl she knew, sat two rows behind her. There must be her among the people who quarrel in every self-study class.,Occasionally, she wears makeup.,The voice is neutral.,It's better to play with boys.。

She also always remembers that once in the evening self-study, she and the lady at the same table had a big fight, and Zhou Maowen seemed to think she was too noisy, so she put on headphones to isolate herself from the world. And soon after, when the girl's laughter overshadowed her, Zhou Maowen put down the headphones and looked back, Shen Qiong raised his head and wanted to look at him for a moment, Zhou Maowen smiled and looked at the girl many times.

"At the same table, Zhou Maowen, can you go up and say hello?" The lady at the same table poked Shen Qiong with a pen and asked her in a low voice.

Shen Qiong's eyes stared at the two people in the book selection area, and when she heard the voice of the young lady at the same table, she hurriedly came back to her senses: "No, it's not necessary." ”

The flustered voice seems to want to hide something, I like it, but I like this kind of thing, and I can't hide it at all.

"Friend, are you alright, your eyes just now were about to stare them out of a hole." The lady at the same table simply stopped writing and looked at Shen Qiong with some concern.

"It's okay, you write your homework, I'll adjust my mood." Shen Qiong grabbed the book and began to read, but she couldn't read a word in that line, this feeling was too uncomfortable.

The feeling of being dominated by others is really uncomfortable to death.

That girl's grades are not as good as Shen Qiong's, she cheats in almost every exam, and her speech is not very beautiful, and it is actually difficult to distinguish the voice of some boys. But what can I do, Zhou Maowen still came out with her.

If memory serves, the girl's surname is Chen.

And here, Zhou Mao Wen and the girl surnamed Chen were talking and laughing and choosing their own books, and when he was halfway through the selection, he found that the pile of calligraphy and calligraphy placed in the outermost layer of the Linmu character book, picked it up and flipped it, remembering the girl who lowered her head and hurriedly put down the pen that day, and shook her head funny.

The girl who was traveling with him waved to him and motioned for him to go.

He put down the notebook in his hand and made a detour from there, passing by the reading area, and the distance between him and Shen Qiong was less than half a meter.

The moment Shen Qiong held his breath, he passed by with ease, not paying attention to the warm gaze at all.

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On the day of school, Shen Qiong overslept, and when she received a call from the lady at the same table, she was still looking for her socks in a panic.

After finding the socks, I went to the bathroom to wash up.

When brushing her teeth, Shen Qiong's gum flesh was rubbed and bleeding from the newly replaced toothbrush. She looked up at the person in the mirror, there were some pimples on her forehead, her lips were white, the center of her eyebrows was peeling, the corners of her mouth were peeling, and the corners of her eyes were peeling.

The dry seventeen-year-old is finally about to begin.