Wan Yan walked on the stone slab of the school. Leisurely humming unfamiliar notes.

A group of classmates in front of them were fighting, men running and women chasing, and they were still talking about something, so that people didn't know what was going on.

Wan Yan continued to walk forward without much thought, and suddenly there was a sound behind her, and Wan Yan turned her head.

I saw a boy fall down with some scars on his hands, probably because the boy didn't mean to cry, he sat there silently, and the injuries on his hands were not very serious.

It's all because of this broken stone, which caused me to fall, Liu Lele cursed in his heart.

Probably because of the injury on his leg, looking at the boy, Wan Yan walked straight towards him.

"My name is Wu Wanyan, what's wrong with you, how could you fall."

I suddenly found that this boy was a little familiar, hey, isn't this the classmate who sent me the textbook?

The boy looked up when he heard the voice, looked at her incredulously, and then Liu Lele waved his hand, "Don't worry about it, you can go"

"No, students need help when they are in trouble." Wan Yan said firmly, and reached out to pull him.

Liu Lele looked at her so stubbornly, and it was hard to say anything, "whatever you want".

After Wan Yan helped him up, she let him go, a boy was supported by her and a girl, and I don't know what the classmates will say.

When she was about to walk to the classroom, Wan Yan stopped and let Liu Lele, who had an injury on her foot, go first.

Liu Lele's back is very thin, and her limping appearance is very comedy, and Wan Yan resisted the urge to laugh.

The classmates who were playing in the corridor were rubbed against her from time to time, and Wan Yan had to lower her head, pretending not to see anything, and gently swept through the crowd.

"Let me go, thank you." "Excuse me" Wan Yan didn't know that there were a pair of eyes in the corner that kept looking at her.

People come and go on the streets, and people along the streets advertise the fruits of their labor.

"Come, take a look, take a look, just out of the pot, thin skin and big stuffing fragrant and juicy meat buns." The owner of the steamed bun seller shouted, as if everyone else would come to buy his steamed buns.

"It's strange, why is the old man who bought the cake not here today?"

After buying the buns, the person muttered that the granddaughter wanted to eat the square cake, and said that she would buy it back for her, how could it be good.

"That's it, that's it, I was still there yesterday, so I didn't fall asleep." Now that I think about it, the old man's square cake is still good, except that he can't seem to make it.

The three of them who had just had breakfast were sitting in the courtyard, and Wu Chenhai and Xie Huanting were studying and trying more square cake practices.

The old man looked at them playfully and touched his beard thoughtfully. Young people have a lot of ideas, so let them do it!

Liu Lele sat in the corner, looking at the girl in a pale dress, looking at her clumsy appearance, and laughed out loud.

This girl is really funny, stupid, stupid, and cute.

Touched the corners of his mouth incredibly.