The reason for the deliberate amplification of the volume is also very simple, Berlin is expressed to Le Yao.

Berlin has long been aware of the gaffes of Le Yao's indifferent attitude in the future, how can he not understand that Le Yao's mood is wrong at this time? In the future, he has learned that the two actually liked each other in high school, but they didn't break this relationship. In addition, she mistakenly thought she confessed to her before, and now she said that she had found a girlfriend, so can she not get angry?

"Really? That could be our misunderstanding. You're too much like a couple, main..."Fang Yuan added fuel to the fire.

Berlin wished he had been gagged immediately.

He glanced at Le Yao.

Her expression was indifferent, and her eyes were a little cold.

It's not that resentment, it's just that she's dissatisfied... It's just that the two are not a couple, and Berlin knows that although she can't vent her dissatisfaction, she will keep it in her heart....

"Berlin."

"Huh?"

"Did I read the notes I borrowed from you last time? that language. ”

"Not yet..."

"I'm going to use it, give it back to me."

“....”

Sure enough.

She began to take revenge.

Her retributive personality has never changed in the future...

Reluctantly, he took out the notes and returned them, Berlin couldn't hold a grudge against Le Yao, after thinking about it, he threw the pot on Fang Yuan, thinking about how to retaliate against him later to dissipate his anger...

The last class in the afternoon is the class teacher's class, this class is to review a previous lesson, and there will be a small test tomorrow, but during the class, Berlin found that he had read everything the teacher said in the notebook that Le Yao gave him, and he was already familiar with these contents now.

I had nothing to do, and I didn't listen to this boring class, and Berlin was stunned.

He grabbed the pen, had nothing to do, and drew Le Yao in his notebook.

Berlin didn't have much art skills, but he thought he had some talent for painting. Drawing people, painting landscapes, etc., even when you appreciate yourself, you can be humble and say that the level is really good...

Berlin immediately set its hands into action.

Cold and faint eyes, slender eyebrows, thin lips, erect nose... The delicate facial features on the melon seed's face are smeared with light makeup, the long hair with a shawl rises in the wind, and the eyes are looking ahead, as if looking at someone who makes her emotions ripple...

The time for painting is not short, almost a whole class of painting.

The paintings aren't exactly the same, but they're similar.

It's really good-looking...

"Berlin!"

"Berlin !!"

Suddenly, the teacher's voice was a few decibels higher, and Berlin came back to his senses and looked up, at this time, the blackboard was full of lessons for the last class of the day, and the teacher stared at Berlin with a little anger in his eyes. It seems that this has been going on for a while, except that Berlin is so immersed in his own painting that he does not notice the teacher's lecture.

"Huh?"

Berlin hurriedly got up.

"What are you doing? I'm lecturing, what are you writing? ”

The teacher's face was gloomy, and the diligence and studious work in Berlin these days made her impression of Berlin much better. It's just that Berlin's distraction in this class and ignoring her inquiries made her angry...

"Le Yao, look at what he wrote?"

Seeing that Berlin was silent, the teacher shouted in a deep voice.

As a representative of the Chinese class, Le Yao is usually trusted by teachers.

Seeing this, Le Yao nodded expressionlessly, she has always been businesslike. Coupled with Fang Yuan's previous words, he indirectly offended him, and Berlin immediately panicked. But how dare he stand in his way?

Le Yao saw the portrait drawn in the Berlin notebook.

A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he froze.

"Le Yao?"

"Teacher, Berlin wrote the notes from the class."

Le Yao reacted and calmly reported to the teacher.

"Really?" The anger on the teacher's face suddenly subsided a little, and he said, "Berlin, these things have to wait until I finish speaking, you know?" ”

"Got it...."

"Sit down."

With that, she continued her lesson.

At this time, out of curiosity, Fang Yuan at the front table turned his head to take a look, but what he saw was not a note, a portrait of Le Yao that he had never seen before appeared in front of him.

No...

It's not Le Yao.

is very similar to Le Yao, but no matter the hairstyle, facial features, etc., Fang Yuan feels like Le Yao, who is many years older...

Le Yao when she grows up?

So pretty!!

Fang Yuan's distraction was soon awakened by the class teacher's scolding, and he obediently turned his head and listened to the lecture absentmindedly.....

Finally, the bell rang for the end of school.

One by one, the students left.

Berlin was just about to leave, but Le Yao grabbed Berlin" and so on. ”

"What's wrong?"

"You're drawing me?" Le Yao asked seriously.

"Or else?"

"It feels like an adult, not me."

"This is you when you grow up." Berlin replied with a smile.

"Liar... You're just scribbling. Le Yao obviously didn't believe it.

Berlin's smile was even brighter, he didn't explain.

It's the distant future.

If you were yourself, you can't believe it...

Le Yao didn't ask again, she didn't know what she thought of in silence, but she got the answer she wanted, just about to turn around and leave, she suddenly thought of something, and after a little hesitation, her voice was a little weak, "Do you still want a Chinese notebook?" ”

"Yes."

"Then you can see first." Le Yao touched the bag, and finally took out the notebook and handed it to Berlin, turned around and left.

“....”

Berlin smiled wryly.

The difference between a woman and a girl is too obvious.

You can see a girl's thoughts, but you can't see a woman's mind....

How many times did it take to learn to converge?

Berlin was separated from Fang Yuan on his way home. Berlin continued to walk into the noodle shop, Fang Yuan didn't like to eat noodles, and flatly refused. Berlin was also happy, and waited at the door until the people were almost scattered, and then entered the door.

"What do you want?"

Seeing that it was Berlin, Chen Kexin wiped the sweat stains on her sideburns and asked with a sweet smile.

"Noodles."

“？？？”

Chen Kexin's smile froze.

"What's wrong?" Berlin was smiling.

She immediately glanced at the proprietress in embarrassment, approached Berlin, and whispered, "You can't do this!"

"You said you could."

"That's noodle soup!!"

"Alas, that's okay, don't add noodles." Berlin made a bitter face and found a place to sit.

"You ....."

Chen Kexin stomped her feet, it seemed that there was no place to explain a bunch of explanations, and her eyes were full of resentment...

Berlin found himself particularly fond of teasing Chen Kexin.

He didn't know what the reason was, but he thought that maybe he could satisfy the reason why he saw Chen Kexin's different personalities....

Berlin waited quietly for Chen Kexin to bring him dinner, but what happened below made him dumbfounded.