Text Text_Chapter 10 What do you want to do

Luo Weiwei stood at the gate of No. 7 Middle School, being "reviewed" by passing students and teachers.

She felt that she might really have been given some "bad luck curse" by Fan Yihang, but the only one who didn't have a school card happened to be the teaching director on duty today - friends in the student union couldn't help her if they wanted to.

But looking at Fan Yihang's reaction in the morning, she shouldn't have been found last night?

Luo Weiwei was a little unsure, because she hadn't seen any expression from Fan Yihang.

When Fan Yihang and Qin Qianqian arrived at the school gate, Luo Weiwei was bowing her head and listening to the teaching director's lecture.

I don't know if it's because I didn't sleep well, my expression is a little dazed, and I look like a bully.

Even...... Kind of well-behaved.

Qin Qianqian opened her mouth slightly in surprise, she didn't expect Luo Weiwei to be arrested today, and just about to explain to Fan Yihang, Fan Yihang had already walked past Luo Weiwei, not squinting, as if he didn't see her at all.

Perhaps, Fan Yihang didn't care so much about Luo Weiwei.

Qin Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned her head to look at Luo Weiwei, then looked down at the school card on her chest, and an idea suddenly popped up in her heart.

"Director." Qin Qianqian walked over, "I didn't bring a school badge." ”

The director of education knows Qin Qianqian, last year's scholarship winner!

He looked at the school card on Qin Qianqian's chest in surprise, and said, "Don't you have it?" ”

Which play is this?

Qin Qianqian bit her lip slightly, as if she had made a big decision, and said: "This is given to me by my sister, I forgot to bring the school card, and my sister gave me the school card." ”

The teaching director looked at it, and sure enough, the name on the school card was not Qin Qianqian's own, he looked embarrassed, and said, "Since that's the case......"

"Then I'll go in." Luo Weiwei took the words of the teaching director, reached out and grabbed the school card from Qin Qianqian's neck, and entered the gate of No. 7 Middle School directly, without looking at Qin Qianqian.

Qin Qianqian was stunned and watched her "sister" enter the school gate directly, and suddenly regretted it in her heart.

But she has already done everything, so she can only grit her teeth and admit her mistakes to the end!

……

When Luo Weiwei walked to the classroom, Fan Yihang was already in her seat, and when she walked over and pulled out a chair and sat down, the other party's eyelids didn't lift, as if she didn't exist.

Luo Weiwei has long been accustomed to Fan Yihang's dog attitude, anyway, he is like this to everyone, and he doesn't deliberately ignore her, it's just this cold temperament.

Fan Yihang's coldness, even if Luo Weiwei is used to it, she will still be angry for a while, but today she is a little happy.

Fan Yihang's attitude, does it mean that he didn't read love letters yesterday?

As soon as Luo Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, Fan Yihang stood up.

The sound of pulling the chair frightened Luo Weiwei immediately jumped up, covering her hands in front of her chest, looking vigilant.

"What do you want to do?!"

Fan Yihang lowered his eyes to look at her, as if an iceberg was hidden in his eyes, and Luo Weiwei fell silent all of a sudden.

This...... Are you going to declare war on her?

Luo Weiwei swallowed hard, and the two hands on both sides of the skirt tightened unconsciously.

"Let's make it." Fan Yihang looked at her expressionlessly.

Luo Weiwei looked down.

He had a few homework books in his hand, and it turned out that he was just going to hand in his homework.

Luo Weiwei: "...... Oh. Ha...... Haha, you please. ”

She coughed dryly twice, sat back in her chair, and moved her chair forward with both hands, her chest pressed against the edge of the table to make way for a place in the back.

Originally, the two of them were the last table, but there was a blackboard newspaper in the class, and there were two more empty tables in the back, so all the flights in and out had to pass through Luo Weiwei's side.

When Fan Yihang walked over, Luo Weiwei smelled the fragrance of melons and fruits from him, and the terrifying memories of last night came out again.

Luo Weiwei was deaf and pulled her head and lay on the table, like a rabbit.

To fight or not to fight? This is a problem.

However, the balance in her heart has long been inclined to calm down.

If there's anything you can't solve, just talk about it, why do you have to fight? You say yes, right?