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Break for the second period in the morning.

Ouyang Qingfeng felt the need to have a good chat with Ximen Xinyue.

Xinyue's class is next door to her own class, next door to next door, next door to next door, anyway, it's just not next door.

When she first arrived at Ximen Xinyue's class, she was doing exercises seriously with her head down.

From Ouyang's point of view, the soft sunlight shuttling through the gaps in the leaves formed a Tyndall phenomenon and sprinkled on Ximen Xinyue's cheeks, which seemed to make the delicate side more and more soft. Even the exercises on the table that hurt the heads of countless people have become extremely soft.

There were people coming and going outside the window, Ah Lu, who had just come back from the toilet, saw Ouyang standing there silently, Ah Lu shouted tirelessly as soon as he entered the classroom, "Oh, Ouyang Qingfeng is here to find the school flower! Everyone look at it, ......" but it attracted the laughter of some students in the rebellious period of youth, and the high-pitched and sharp voices of other students resounded in the classroom, Ximen Xinyue stopped writing and looked out the window.

Are there so few, in middle school, the love at that time was passed on and on and on and on.

Ximen Xinyue put the pen in her hand, moved a few small steps, and walked out of the door.

"You're looking for me?" Ximen Xinyue was a little surprised.

Ouyang Qingfeng nodded, a smile on his face.

"Let's talk to the top floor?" he smiled really well in the sun.

Ximen Xinyue readily agreed.

Ouyang Qingfeng put his hands in his pockets and walked to the top floor, where there happened to be several pairs of young men and women basking in the sun. Seeing Ouyang Qingfeng coming up with Ximen Xinyue, he couldn't help but be in an uproar, "Wow!

"I'll talk to her about something, I don't know how many people can make room for it, thank you in advance!" Ouyang Qingfeng still had his hands in his pockets, but his words and expressions were very sincere.

"You're a ball, you can let it go, Nima School, your house is open, Shabi ......"

A boy who looked like a thorn walked in front of Ouyang Qingfeng unconvinced, today he just caught up with a girl in the first year of high school, and finally went to the top floor to make an appointment to talk about where to go at night or something, this hasn't started to talk yet, just tell us to go down, what kind of green onion are you, why do we want to go down.

Ouyang Qingfeng looked at the man opposite with a harmless smile on his face.

With a whip leg, the man was directly swept to the ground, and Ouyang Qingfeng stepped on his back, "I hate boys who have no quality the most, they are not gentlemen at all." Full of swearing,!"

This guy is so powerful, he just knocked down the arrogant-looking senior with just one kick. Seeing this, a few young people began to hesitate a little.

Ouyang Qingfeng could also see their hesitation, and directly gave them a dose of heart booster, saying, "If you give face, you will go by yourself, otherwise you will end up like him?"

Bang la blah.

All at once.

Only this pair of young people remained.

The boy stood up very unconvinced, and then punched him directly. Ouyang Qingfeng didn't stretch out his hand, he directly bent his back waist and directly dodged the attack, and then jumped up with one foot, and whipped his left foot on the body of the senior in high school, staggered back a few steps, and the man almost fell to the ground.

As for the little girl in the first year of high school, it was like seeing the male protagonist of an idol drama, with her own light effect, and she looked at Ouyang Qingfeng obsessively, "So handsome!"

The boy in the third year of high school was a little unbearable, seeing that Ouyang Qingfeng was so capable of fighting, and the hero didn't suffer the loss in front of him, he definitely left first and said, "Xiaomei, let's go." ”

The girl shook off his hand directly, "No, you want to go." I broke up with you. Don't come back to me again! I like him now!

The girl named Xiaomei directly abandoned the senior in high school and aimed at Ouyang Qingfeng.

Ouyang Qingfeng's head was big for a while.

"Let him wait for me, I'll find someone to fix him!What is he, Xiaomei, I really love you, don't you break up with me, okay?"

The senior high school student clenched his fists, but after being glared at by Ouyang Qingfeng, he immediately coaxed.

"Are you still coming?"

He shook his head, thinking that this guy was too wicked, "I never hold grudges, and I usually take revenge on the spot." You're lucky today, I'm going back to review my homework!"

"Little sister, please go down too. Please!" Ouyang Qingfeng nodded and smiled lightly.

Yes~

That girl is definitely an idol drama, Qiong Yao has watched too many dramas, she directly put the back of her hand on her forehead, brought her own camera, and hummed, "Ah, I can't stand it, he actually smiled at me! Please ask me!How can there be such a handsome boy, ah~"

Ouyang Qingfeng's face suddenly looked a little like Shen Teng in a happy twist, and he was a little sad.

"My name is Han Meimei, what's your name. The girl asked.

"My name is Li Lei!" Ouyang Qingfeng replied to her directly.

After she went down, the entire roof of the building was quiet at this time. Ouyang Qingfeng stretched his hand out of his pocket and opened it vigorously, feeling the sun and breeze.

"Didn't you ask me to come up to blow the wind and bask in the sun?" said Ximen Xinyue walked up behind him and asked him.

"Can't I tell you to blow the wind and bask in the sun?" Ouyang Qingfeng asked rhetorically.

Ximen Xinyue shook her head.

"Can't!"

"Why?"

"Because you'll ask Wu Jiaxin, not me. So, can't!" her words were a little sour.

Ouyang didn't reply to her, and he didn't dare to look at her expression.

In his opinion, a beauty of the level of Ximen Xinyue will definitely be a noble empress sitting in a luxury sports car in the future, and she will definitely be able to marry a rich and noble family, instead of following a man like herself who has no career, not to mention that she already has Wu Jiaxin.

He is self-aware, he also knows what kind of goods he is, an orphan like him has nothing to be worthy of Ximen Xinyue except for playing football well and having a good skin, and even he feels that it is God's grace to know Ximen Xinyue.

However, at some times, he still fantasizes that if he hadn't met Wu Jiaxin first, would he dare to summon up the courage to confess to her, and then walk together smoothly?

But it was only a brief thought.

"Xinyue, actually, I came to you to ask you something......" Ouyang Qingfeng hurriedly stopped the topic.

"You want to take a look?"

"Yesterday's fight outside our school ......," Ouyang Qingfeng wanted to say but stopped.

Ximen Xinyue sneered, as if she was extremely self-deprecating, "Do you suspect that I told the school?

"You, how do you know?" Ouyang Qingfeng was very surprised, this Ximen Xinyue had the ability to be a prophet?

"Huh. ”

"I just wanted to ask, nothing else!" he said.

Ximen Xinyue sneered again, "Heh...... At the end of the first class, Jiang Da had already come to me, and he asked about it. He doesn't believe me, I don't care, I don't know him well. But you don't believe me, hehe...... I'm very chilled, although we have only known each other for two months, but am I Ximen Xinyue that kind of person? You Ouyang Qingfeng don't know? Others suspect me, even if others suspect me, you also doubt me? Do you have evidence to suspect me? Do you know that you are really hurtful ...... like this?"

Ximen Xinyue cried and finished saying this, slapped Ouyang Qingfeng and left.

Ouyang Qingfeng had never seen her cry, and suddenly felt so distressed, why did this happen, why did she cry, did she say something wrong, saw him crying, why did he have a feeling of hugging her. However, she was resolute and left......

Ouyang Qingfeng stroked his hot face before he was stunned, "Why are you beating me? Who did I provoke, what's the situation?"

He didn't know why this was happening, what was going on?

Why did Ximen Xinyue's reaction be so excessive, and what did Jiang Da say to her?

There are too many things entangled together, and at this time, he feels that not listening to the song really can't relieve the irritability in his heart.

Plug the headset into your phone and gently tap play. The melody of the story is so clear, the beating notes are intoxicating, and the change of rhythm gradually takes him to another place.

There are no worries in that place, only dreams.

Although Han Meimei, who was hiding behind the iron gate, didn't know what was going on, she could see that it seemed that Ouyang Qingfeng and Ximen Xinyue had quarreled, and she even saw the school girl slap Ouyang Qingfeng.

That's a good thing.

For her, it is undoubtedly the school flower and Ouyang Qingfeng broke up, this picture must be like this, Ouyang Qingfeng did something sorry for the school flower Ximen Xinyue, and then was discovered by the school flower Ximen Xinyue Ouyang Qingfeng wanted to explain, but the school flower didn't listen or didn't listen, and finally he wanted to save her, but Ximen Xinyue was very angry, slapped him, and left.

Han Meimei imagined the development of the story to the end, and happily closed the fantasy.

"In this way, Li Lei is single, then I have a chance!" Han Meimei said with a smile.

Ouyang Qingfeng called Jiang Da and asked Jiang Da about the morning, but Jiang Da said a little embarrassed, "It's all Sun Long and Xiao Ming, saying that the wind is the rain, I have already apologized to Xinyue in the morning." ”

"So, isn't she?" asked Ouyang Qingfeng.

"Of course not. Jiang Da said with great certainty, "It's definitely not her! As for who it is, I, I...... I don't know yet. ”

At the end, he was a little unconfident, but Ouyang Qingfeng didn't hear it much at that time, thinking that he might be embarrassed.

"Okay then, you deal with this, it's time for the game, don't make a big deal out of it. After speaking, Ouyang Qingfeng hung up the phone.