The ringing of the afternoon self-study bell made Lu Xining breathe a long sigh of relief, she pulled Ling Xiquan back to her seat, counted the names on the registration form, and after clicking, whispered to Ling Xiquan: "Our class is much more active than I imagined." ”

"How many have you registered?"

"Eight." Lu Xining replied as he stretched out his hands and tapped the backs of the two people sitting in front of them, "Hey, Yin Junyu, Ye Qingting, it's time for the two of you." ”

"I'll forget it." Yin Junyu reluctantly turned around, took the registration form, glanced at it roughly, and handed it to Ye Qingting, "Take a look." ”

"I'll forget it too." Ye Qingting took it and didn't look at it, and put it back on their desks directly.

"Two big brothers, give me some face." Lu Xining continued to tap their backs unwillingly.

"Don't." Yin Junyu didn't look back, he simply refused neatly, and pulled the chair forward a little.

In the past, she would not dare to be so bold.

Since the end of last semester, Yin Junyu and Ye Qingting have been at their front table for nearly four months, and the boys usually borrow their homework at every turn, compared to the previous politeness and rustiness, this semester slowly began to have more daily communication.

Plus......

Ling Xiquan silently glanced at his depressed tablemate, and silently hooked the corners of his mouth.

The original short ear-length hair was almost up to the shoulders, and there were a few strands of smooth bangs scattered on her forehead, which unconsciously added a bit of gentleness to her former delicate and heroic style.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Sensing the meaningful look from her side, Lu Xining glared at her.

"You're good-looking." Ling Xiquan praised her with a grin.

"You just found out?" Lu Xining didn't know what Ziqian was at all, she glanced at her proudly, but her mood was much better, as if she had recovered from the depression just now, she stretched out her hand, and then continued to point on the backs of the two boys, chattering incessantly as if hypnotic: "Yin Junyu, Ye Qingting, sign up......"

*

"Haha, Ling Xiquan, Di Qin, I'm amazing, I actually persuaded Yin Junyu to run a thousand meters!" After school, until he walked out of the school gate, Lu Xining still bragged to his two friends about his achievements in the afternoon.

"Really?" Di Qin was surprised, "I heard Cheng Yihan say that the registration form for the third class was sent down last week, but no one is willing to sign up for more than 400 meters now." ”

"She knows someone from Class 3?" Hearing the name of the third class, Lu Xining intuitively frowned.

"Yes, I heard her say, I seem to have met in a make-up class at the physics teacher's house, and the relationship seems to be quite good."

"Teacher Ning?" Lu Xining asked her suspiciously: "Do you also have make-up classes in physics?" ”

"Yes, but you have to mention it to the teacher yourself, like math supplementary classes, you can't mention it yourself." Di Qin said as she spoke, suddenly remembered something, and smiled at her mysteriously: "Anyway, Lu Xining, yesterday afternoon I went to Feng Witch's house to make up for the class and met Xie You of your family." ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Lu Xining hurriedly covered her mouth, and looked around vigilantly, seeing that no one noticed here, she rolled her eyes indecently, sighed again, and asked in surprise: "Isn't he from the third class, and the math class shouldn't be taught by Feng Meilan, right?" ”

Seeing her nervous appearance, Di Qin slapped her hand funny, and said disapprehantly: "No, but Witch Feng is the head of the grade, and he and Ye Qingting don't they know each other, it's normal to find the same teacher." After speaking, she sighed again: "But I really admire you, you can make people like Yin Junyu agree to run a thousand meters." ”

"What kind of person is that?" Lu Xining looked at her puzzled.

Di Qin thought for a while and gave his opinion: "Just give people a cool feeling, I thought he was not good at talking." ”

"He's a good talker." Ling Xiquan interjected coldly at the right time, "He can't bear the harassment of some people." ”

"How do you say that?" Diqin's eyes lit up and he asked with interest.

"Here's the thing." Ling Xiquan glanced at Lu Xining teasingly, and said slowly: "Yin Junyu originally said that he would not participate, but as a result, our eldest lady Lu Xining did not stop until she achieved her goal, and she poked him in the back for an afternoon, and you didn't even see his collapsed expression at that time." She paused and sighed sympathetically, "In the end, Yin Junyu couldn't stand it anymore, so she could only agree." ”

"Oh my God, how dare you! Isn't Yin Junyu mad? Di Qin looked at Lu Xining incredulously, "He has such a good temper?" ”

The inside story was shaken out by the same table, Lu Xining glared at her several times, and said to Di Qin dissatisfiedly: "Don't listen to her nonsense, besides, he finally agreed anyway." ”

"Yes, I was poked stupidly all afternoon, and I learned from some people to point so casually, but when I pointed to a thousand meters, I also laughed to death."

- "Okay, okay, okay, I'll participate, I'll participate, don't touch me." Yin Junyu's chair had been pulled far away from Lu Xining's desk, and the whole person was lying on the desk like a rout, his fist-clenched hand also knocked on the desk in a collapsed manner, and his tone dragged out a long tone helplessly.

"Great, you pick a project and sign it later." Hearing his relief, Lu Xining happily put the registration form forward.

"You don't have to choose this, you can sign it for me." Yin Junyu casually nodded on the registration form she stretched out.

"Oh." Lu Xining withdrew his hand, glanced at the place where the boy was pointing, nodded clearly, picked up the pen and wrote his name on the back of the item he was pointing to, and said to himself: "One thousand meters, Yin ...... Completed ......"

"What?" The boy lying on the table sat up straight in an instant like a frightened bird, and turned his head suddenly, "Don't write yet!" I don't run a kilometer! ”

*

Ling Xiquan recalled that scene and couldn't help but smile lightly.

She never thought that the boy who was usually dashing would show such rich and vivid emotions.

"He chose a thousand meters by himself, blame me." Lu Xining's face was slightly red when she was ridiculed, and she still retorted unconvinced.

"I blame you for what to do, I'm telling Dichen the facts." Ling Xiquan smiled at Di Qin, "Really, Di Qin? ”

Di Qin smiled faintly and nodded cooperatively, "Yes, I don't blame you, I want to blame Yin Junyu himself." ”