In the next six months, Xie Xingchen and Wan Xinghe worked together to clean the classroom sixteen times.

Other than that, they have nothing to do with each other, although they sit at the front and back tables, Wan Xinghe only reads the books of the sages, and even the other people's inter-class fights, he is also quietly turning the books, or lying on the table to recuperate.

Life went on like this, until one day, the math teacher announced that the city was going to hold a math competition, and the school decided to send Wan Xinghe and Xie Xingchen as representatives.

Xie Xingchen glanced back at Wan Xinghe in surprise, he was still sitting upright like that, with a calm expression on his face.

That day, it was still the two of them who were on duty, and after cleaning, Wan Xinghe suddenly said to her: "Let's go together on the day of the competition, I'll wait for you at the station." ”

However, on the day of the competition, Xie Xingchen was late, and when she arrived at the station, it was already a full hour past the agreed time.

Wan Xinghe was still waiting for her at the station, and Xie Xingchen ran towards him panting: "Sorry, I'm late." ”

Today she is different from usual, because she is representing the school in the competition, so she also wears a blue and white fat school uniform, but Chinese school uniforms are like this, which can make ugly people uglier, but it can also make good-looking people look better. Unlike usual, today's Xie Xingchen's hair was messy, and a handful of hair was stubbornly cocked, and he refused to tame it no matter what.

She pursed her hair and smiled awkwardly: "I recorded a song until the early hours of the morning last night, and I got up late today." ”

Wan Xinghe said "hmm", he raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist, said a short "wait for me", turned around and walked towards the convenience store.

When he came back, he carried a breakfast bag with sandwiches and soy milk in his hand: "You got up late, you must not have eaten breakfast yet." ”

Xie Xingchen glanced at him gratefully, and was not polite, picked up the sandwich and began to chew.

Halfway through the chew, the car came, the door opened, Xie Xingchen raised her legs and walked up, she quickly walked to the window to find two vacant seats, and waved to Wan Xinghe, who was still standing at the door of the car: "Here!" ”

Wan Xinghe walked slowly towards her, his posture was very strange, one hand in his trouser pocket all the time.

When the car started, his hand came out of his trouser pocket: "Here you go." ”

In his stretched palm, there was a small horn comb.

Xie Xingchen bared her teeth and smiled embarrassedly, picked up the horn comb, and combed the handful of upturned hair fiercely, but the hair was really stubborn, and she handed the comb back to him in discouragement: "Forget it, thank you." ”

Wan Xinghe didn't stretch out his hand: "I'll give it to you, boys don't need this." ”

Xie Xingchen realized that this comb was not brought by him, but he specially bought it for her.

The handful of hair was tamed before entering the competition, and the reason for its taming was very simple and funny - on the way to the race, Xie Xingchen fell asleep again, and after a bump, she fell on Wan Xinghe's shoulder, just pressing the handful of hair between her little brain and his shoulder, and after a long hour's journey, the handful of hair finally surrendered.