"Xiaoyu, how do you do this question?" As soon as the bell rang for the lunch break, a slightly chubby girl leaned over to Liang Yu's seat.

"Little piggy, as an applicant, you asked a classmate who was sick and took a leave of absence for more than half a year to ask a question, how do you feel?" The one who replied was Fang Qing, who was sitting in front of Liang Yu.

"Then you don't have the ability to ask." Zhu Ying retorted unconvinced.

"I was wrong, Liang Yu Ameng save me!"

Liang Yu is very popular among boys, but in terms of girls, it can only be said that the response is mediocre, probably because girls are jealous creatures, so Liang Yu's sudden fame will inevitably make people think about pretentiousness and deliberately attracting popularity, even if they don't think so, but just to withstand the attention of so many boys, ordinary girls will also feel pressure.

But every time after class, there will still be two girls who stick with her, among these two people, the girl named Fang Qing is Liang Yu's close friend since elementary school, and the other Zhu Ying is the one who was in the same class at the beginning of junior high school and has the same hobbies, so she quickly got acquainted and joined the circle, they are all worried about Liang Yu's body, and they are also happy that she can come back to school, but her mouth is very damaged, especially when boys have frequently handed over love letters or asked themselves out to confess recently.

"Speaking of which, Liu Yan in the class confessed to you."

"That famous playboy, what do you say, Xiaoyu?"

"Ah...... Hahaha, of course I refused. ”

"Oh yes, it's falling, Xiaoyu, are there any boys who confessed to you recently and sent love letters to you fifty or thirty?"

"It's not that exaggerated, but I'm quite bothered by them like this." It's not hypocrisy.,Hey.,A little bit of understanding the mood of a twenty-seven-year-old single man who receives a love letter from a little kid (same sex).,It's not joy but anxiety.。

"All of them were rejected, right?"

"Yes."

"Isn't there a suitable one, I think the Sun Xiao in the next class is actually good, very tall, handsome, and very good at football, what about Li Yi, who is known as the Football Department, - what kind of ball protector is like Henry."

"I guess you're the only one who will be called like this, since you think it's good, why don't you go up."

"If he wants to confess to me, I agreed, but the premise is that people take a fancy to me, woo woo woo." Zhu Ying pretended to cry on the side.

Liang Yu was laughed and cried by the two living treasures: "But shouldn't middle school students focus on studying, and they are about to take the high school entrance examination, shouldn't they pay more attention to learning than these messy things, and if they get a different school in the exam, they will break up immediately after they go to high school, right?" ”

"Wow, what is this, surreal speech!"

"Xiaoyu has no dreams."

"I'm going to be a cartoonist." Liang Yu said seriously.

"I always feel that Xiaoyu has changed recently, what should I say, it's temperament, right?"

"It's temperament."

"Before, I would never talk about wanting to be a cartoonist or something.,It's because after getting sick and becoming frank, so the charm value has risen?,I see.,Generally beautiful girl protagonists with sick attributes are particularly cute.。

"I finally understand the reason for Xiaoyu's sudden popularity......"

"Ahahahaha......" In this case, Liang Yu could only laugh.

At this time, a boy from another class suddenly came in at the door of the classroom, with a nervous voice: "That Liang Yu, I have something to tell you, can I ask you to come out?" ”

"Wow, a new brave man has appeared!"

"Is it Fujisaki from Class 5, does this kid want to confess to Liang Yu?"

"That guy seems to be very popular among girls, will Liang Da Mei be shot down?"

"Impossible, impossible, impossible."

The whole classroom exploded with a bang, and even the girls in the class looked gloating, and the boy named Fujisaki Kazuma stood at the door of the classroom and clenched his hands and blushed, but he still insisted on not leaving, and behind him was the "family and friend group" who cheered him on.

"Xiaoyu, if you don't want to go, don't go, this kind of confession is endless, it's like a competition between boys."

Fang Qing is right, maybe this is indeed the case, junior high school students are quite simple in the end, many of these boys actually don't confess out of like, most of them have been instigated, provoked, and even coerced, full of the game nature of the battle of will. But for Liang Yu, constant rejection will make her look arrogant, and maybe a few of these girls really like those boys who come to confess, which is equivalent to getting into trouble.

"But if he doesn't go, he'll be too pitiful," although the situation may be like this, but there will also be people who come to confess seriously, if you don't even give a chance to show your heart, it will be too unkind, after all, there is nothing wrong with liking someone, Liang Yu, who said this, still stood up from his position: "Don't worry, I will refuse him well." ”

I always felt that she could understand the feelings of those boys, after all, she, no, he had also longed for it.

This scene fell in Luo Shaocong's eyes as it was, his eyes followed Liang Yu's back with a trace of heartache, as a member of the true love for Liang Yu, of course he didn't want other boys to get close to Liang Yu, but he was the one who stayed in the small world and peeked out, curled up and protected his fragile heart with a hard shell, obviously he would be very sad if the beloved girl interacted with others, but he could only watch and was powerless to stop it.

It doesn't matter, anyway, people like herself don't deserve to stand by her side.

And what is worthy of her should be a more cheerful, handsome and sunny man, and his love heart only needs to be hidden in a small notebook and be alone and appreciated.

It was supposed to be like this, it always has been, but today there was a little accident.

Because Luo Shaocong sat in the back row, he was usually bumped into by the boys who were playing in the back, although it was no big deal, but because he was hit on the table, a lot of things on the table and in the drawers spilled.

"Ah, I'm sorry." The boy who bumped into him immediately apologized.

"It's fine." Luo Shaocong is also a person with a relatively easy-going personality, he just subconsciously leaned over to pick up the things that fell on the ground, but his eyes suddenly condensed into a needle, because his most important notebook was spread out and fell to the ground, and it was seen.

"What is this?"

For a moment, Luo Shaocong felt that the world was spinning, and he was almost about to faint.

Don't, don't touch my goddess with your dirty hands......

"It turns out that Luo Shaocong, is this guy so good at painting, wait, this woman is so familiar, isn't this Liang Yu, hey, hey, this is Liang Yu, did you have a crush on Liang Yu?"

"What?"

"Luo Shaocong, this guy seems to have a crush on Liang Yu, and he drew her in a notebook, wow, there are a lot, all of them, you guys are stealing when they are in class. Voyeur? ”

"Wow, this guy is disgusting."

Those rumors and malice are curses that make people's hearts become distorted, perhaps no one thought that Luo Shaocong, who is usually tame and has no sense of existence in the class, would go crazy, he directly pounced on the boy who picked up his notebook first, like a crazy beast, lost his mind, and only vented frantically: "Give it back to me!" Give it back! ”

"Luo Shaocong is crazy!"

"Hurry up and pull them away, the rubber will be killed!"

Liang Yu, who had already walked to the podium and was about to walk out of the classroom, heard her name and turned back, she looked at the chaotic scene but was not afraid, obviously the other girls were hiding from afar to watch the play, but she still entered the center of the storm.

Maybe it was because the aura of the goddess was too much, or she was one of the parties who caused the incident, and the scene that had been so noisy just now suddenly quieted down.

Everyone's eyes fell on her, Luo Shaocong was like a wounded wild dog, wailing, watching Liang Yu pick up the tattered notebook that had been pulled on the ground, and opened the title page, and what came into his eyes was her portrait. The drawing is a ballpoint pen, and it is well known that the ballpoint pen will stick to the ink, and it is easy to smudge the picture, but the drawing on this notebook is so clean, slender and beautiful like a white lily in bloom.

"Luo Shaocong, you are very good at drawing, can you teach me if you have time?"

Out of place, unexpected, Liang Yu, who looked at his notebook, raised his head and said.