Chapter 7: The Youthful Color Weakness
NO.10
Speaking of strange eyes, I actually felt the sharp edge coming from the diagonal back.
Chen Jiajia clasped her elbows with her hands, looking reluctant, and the 'Cuihua' with a twisted braid next to her also raised her chin and greeted the top of our heads with her huge nostrils.
"You see that, right? Some people just can't see the harmony of our class, it's all a matter of collective honor, and they have to carry a gun with a mouse, and they are in the nest! Fu Jiaojiao deliberately raised her voice.
I waved my hand at her and motioned for a few words, but I didn't expect to press the gourd and lift the scoop.
'Cuihua' fought back like a hedgehog, "Who do you say is a mouse?" There are many ugly people who make trouble, and if you grow into this virtue, you have to sit in the first row, so you are not afraid of affecting the class appearance? ”
When he said this, the impact area was a bit wide, and even Su Zi, who was concentrating on watching the game, frowned, "Your twitter won't affect the class appearance?" There are still foreign schools here today, what a quarrel! ”
Su Zi is definitely a female man in our class, not only because she is a head taller than the average girl, but also because of her flat figure and short hair that reaches her ears.
At the end of the brief quarrel, the 'Cuihua' classmate had been resonating with his nose and chest, snorting coldly to express his dissatisfaction, while Chen Jiajia was like Lin Daiyu with a sickly and resentful face.
Fu Jiaojiao fumbled in the bag for a long time, and the things she took out made me a little embarrassed.
It was a few groups of cheerleaders who only used color bars, she was red, I was green, and Su purple was blue.
"Jiaojiao, this red with green..."
"Greyhound (QQ) fart." 'Cuihua' grabbed Bai Dao, and the classmates behind him burst into laughter.
Yes. Among the afterwords I remember, this sentence is the most memorable, and the people around me basically resist the combination of these two colors, but Fu Jiaojiao actually took this step bravely, it seems that her attainments in fashion have far surpassed those of us mortals.
NO.11
Fu Jiaojiao's answer made me want to laugh and sympathize at the same time.
She squinted incomprehensibly and stared at me for a long time, "Nonsense! Isn't it all blue? Where does the green come from! A group of weak colors! ”
"Jiaojiao, it's really green."
Although the spirit of Fu Jiaojiao's classmates who dare to fight against the world is now very scarce, the reality has given her a flying foot, and she is the weak color in her mouth.
Later, Su Zi told me that Jiaojiao likes art, especially painting, so much so that all her aspirations in the college entrance examination were art colleges, but unfortunately, not everyone who is passionate about art will be given a warm hug.
On the basketball court, the score has entered a white-hot level, Wise High School is known for its developed sports, compared with their players, except for Xu Motou's ball skills and appearance, the rest of us can only buy one and get four free souvenirs.
"Phew." After the chubby boy in our class fell, the girls at Wise High School gave a thumbs up.
"I think Xu Qingsheng must have been embarrassed by these pig teammates." 'Cuihua' gave another annoying speech.
"Shut up!" I didn't know which nerve was wrong, so I yelled back without thinking.
Chen Jiajia and 'Cuihua' were collectively dumbfounded. The basketball hall also fell silent because of this voice.
I looked around as if I had become the focus of the audience, and everyone took me as the middle point, looking at me in unison, waiting for my next move.
I raised my hand to brush my hair to cover my face, and then buried my head in Fu Jiaojiao's thick shoulders, "It's too embarrassing......"
Fu Jiaojiao whispered, "An Yi, I never knew that rabbits would really bite when they were in a hurry. ”