The next morning, during the break after the first class, Liang Qingfeng walked up to the podium and told Gao Wutong that she didn't want to be a representative of the Chinese language department anymore, with a resolute attitude and a thoughtful look.

"If you deserve it well, why don't you suddenly want to be?"

"Offending people, thankless efforts, and I have to participate in the student union officer election, so I can't keep busy."

"You recommend a personal choice."

"This kind of thing is still voluntary, and I can't say anything if I want to complain."

Gao Wutong looked at the girls who were playing and laughing, and felt that they were both simple and complex.

"Your suggestion makes sense, I'll deal with it in the next class."

Liang Qingfeng stepped down from the podium and made a triumphant gesture to Lan Lingmei.

In the second class, Gao Wutong said to the class: "Liang Qingfeng has no time to do the work of the language representative because he wants to participate in the student union officer election, and now he needs a new language representative. ”

There was a lot of discussion in the classroom, and there were many people who were eager to try, and Gao Wutong was very pleased.

"If you are willing to be, please raise your hand, there is no requirement for language scores."

Before the words fell, Lanling stood up beautifully.

"I'd like to be the representative of the language department."

Gao Wutong was stunned and smiled reluctantly.

"One of my classmates has already raised his hand, is there any?"

The chatter fell silent, and the birdsong outside the window was crisp and loud.

"Anything else? Raise your hand, please. ”

Gao Wutong asked three times in a row, but no one responded.

"Since only Lan Lingmei volunteered, she will serve as the representative of the language department in the future."

The classroom burst into applause.

Liu Xiyue looked indifferent, and then couldn't help but smile.

Gao Wutong saw Liu Xiyue smiling, and his frustration was alleviated a lot.

Two weeks later, Liu Xiyue went to Gao Wutong's dormitory to play, and asked intentionally or unintentionally:

"How is the new language representative, is he still competent?"

"It's okay, look at her usual hairy hands, and the homework book is neatly organized. It is strange that she would be willing to be the representative of the language department. ”

"Has there been any change in the workbook?"

"There used to be people with little notes in it, but now it's gone."

"When did someone start clipping notes?"

"First semester of first year."

"Isn't it a bit of a pity?"

"It's a pity!"

"Regret what?" Liu Xiyue stared at Gao Wutong angrily.

"I've been looking forward to your little note since I met you in the first semester of my first grade. Every time I correct my homework, I look at your homework book first, open it with hope, and the result is disappointment, the only consolation is that there is your breath and traces in the book, and it feels very kind. Twice I saw your little note in my dreams and woke up laughing happily. If I can receive your little note, I will definitely treasure it. I've been waiting and waiting, but I haven't been able to see it to this day, and I don't think it will be again, and I can't go back to that time, so it's a shame to think about it. ”

"It turned out that I was targeted as soon as I entered school. At that time, I was afraid of being amorous, did I know it......"

"It's good to take the initiative to throw yourself into your arms if you knew it earlier."

Gao Wutong took Liu Xiyue into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Would you like to write a few small notes? Write with emotion. ”

"You've been deceived like this, what do you need a small note?"

"As a bookmark for good memories."

"Write love poems in exchange, a poem in exchange for a note."

"How to exchange? Come to the dorm to get it or put it in your homework book? ”

"Nestled in the homework book, there is an unexpected surprise."

"Will anyone else find out?"

"No, it won't. The homework had to go through the hands of Lan Lingmei and me before it was sent to my classmates. ”

"Oh, I see. Yue'er, you are really a ghost elf! ”

Gao Wutong suddenly realized. Liu Xiyue smiled mischievously.

"Love poems should be original, and copied ones don't count."

"Actually, I've already written a few songs for you, but I'm afraid of your jokes, so I'm embarrassed to tell you."

"I didn't expect you to be sentimental, so let's hear it."

"The way you look back and smile is breathtaking. There's a song about that scene. I'll read it to you, and the name is: Look back and smile."

That smile

Snowfall in June

Gently tug at the heartstrings

The sun shines in my heart

That smile

A gentle breeze blows across the water

The ripples stretch

Forever

That smile

The snow and ice melt

Flowers

A babbling spring

Flowing into the heart

That smile

Everything is silent

The years stand still

Time freezes

That smile

How much do you know about the flowers?

This life and this life

Haunted by dreams

Liu Xiyue threw herself into Gao Wutong's arms and snuggled up to his chest.

"When?"

"During the second semester of the first grade, I was in the corridor, and when you and Lan Lingmei walked across the patio, you suddenly turned around and smiled, and I will never forget that touching feeling."

"The concentration is too bad! I thought you were as still as water, and a smile was mesmerized. ”

On Saturday morning, the Winter Games track and field competition was held at the No. 1 Middle School Stadium.

Gao Wutong was wandering around the track and field, and when he heard that Liu Xiyue was on the check-in list, he went to the starting point to take a look.

Liu Xiyue was twisting her waist and pressing her legs and moving her ankles, while talking to Lan Lingmei and Liang Qingfeng outside the runway. Lan Lingmei smiled: "Hello Mr. Gao, where is your oil drum?" ”

"What oil drums?"

"Barrels for refueling."

"You can't refuel, be careful of slipping."

"Crow's beak."

Gao Wutong and Liu Xiyue looked at each other and smiled. Liang Qingfeng said:

"Teacher Gao, if Liu Xiyue gets the ranking, do you have any rewards?"

"It's not a Chinese competition, no."

Liu Xiyue glanced at Gao Wutong and smiled without saying a word. Gao Wutong Road:

"Safety first, competition second. We are waiting for you at the finish line. ”

"Those with evil intentions, come on!" Lanling Meidao.

When Gao Wutong reached the finish line, the referee's voice came: "Prepare - run!" ”

After the starting gun "banged", cheers rang out, and Liu Xiyue rushed forward quickly.

She started out in the lead, being overtaken by one guy about two-thirds of the way. Unconvinced, she chased after her, still three or four steps behind as she approached the finish line. Seeing Gao Wutong jumping and waving in the crowd, he was even more disappointed, and when he crossed the finish line, his left foot slipped and fell to the ground, lying on the ground and unable to move.

Gao Wutong's heart sank, and he hurriedly rushed over to pick up Liu Xiyue, walked quickly to the inside of the track, gently put her down and sat on the grass, and asked nervously, "Where did you fall?" ”

Liu Xiyue moved, raised her hand and shook it, and the sleeve near her elbow was scratched. He stretched out his right leg and moved freely. As soon as his left foot moved, he immediately let out an "ah" in pain.

"Teacher Gao reacted so quickly, I was worried that the people behind me would rush up and not be able to stop." Liang Qingfeng said.

"This is called fate to come thousands of miles to rescue." Lan Lingmei said with a smile.

"I don't know what the situation is, I have to go to the hospital for a checkup." Gao Wutong Road.

"Then there is Teacher Lao Gao. Liu Xiyue, you have no opinion. ”

"I listen to you, thank you."

"Do you like to carry or to hug?"

"Hold your feet and put them a little bit."

"I like to hug it. Teacher Gao, do you hear me, pick it up and go. ”