One morning in early March, during class break, Pan Haoming took out the photos he had taken of the paintings, handed them to Zhao Hui and said, "Look at the photos we took that day. Zhao Hui took the photo and said "oh" in surprise. She took the photo in her hand and looked at it, then put it on the table and said to Zhang Xiuyan, "Do you see it?" A photograph of Poon's paintings. Zhang Xiuyan smiled and nodded, and they watched together. Zhao Hui was careful and looked at each photo carefully, at this time, the class bell rang, and Pan Haoming said to Zhao Hui: "Listen to the class!" I'll see it after class. Zhao Hui said "um" and put the photo away. The teacher was reading prose on the podium, but Zhao Hui's heart was thinking about those photos, when reading the second prose, Zhao Hui listened for a while, then took out the photos, and looked at them under the table, after a while, Pan Haoming found out, and deliberately coughed twice, Zhao Hui was a little embarrassed to hold her hair with her hands, ignoring his hints, she wanted to see it too much, because the pictures on the photos were very good, and they were also very attractive to her, she looked at a few more, and then put the photos up with pain, and listened to the teacher read the prose. When the teacher read the prose "Sail", Zhao Hui copied a few sentences from the prose: "Sheng, handed over to Haikou; Death, given to the sea; Dedicating oneself to the sea is the long-cherished wish of the sail......" After class, Zhao Hui and Zhang Xiuyan began to look at the photos again, and after reading them again, they watched them again. During class, Zhao Hui handed the photo to Pan Haoming and said: "The photo is very good, and the painting on it is also very good, it is the first time I have seen such a beautiful photo!" Pan Haoming let out an "oh".

Zhao Hui suddenly felt attracted by Pan Haoming, and would think of him from time to time, and admired his exquisite and skilled painting skills.

During the second class, Zhao Hui and Zhang Xiuyan were talking, and they talked about the students of Beijing Broadcasting Institute, Zhang Xiuyan said: "I heard that they study very hard, and they practice pronunciation when they walk in the morning!" Zhao Hui said "oh" and said, "A female classmate in my class has been admitted to Beijing Broadcasting Institute!" Zhang Xiuyan smiled and said, "Oh! Is it? Isn't she pretty good-looking? Zhao Hui said "um". Zhang Xiuyan said: "Actually, some people look very beautiful at first glance, and it's just like that when you look closely." Zhao Hui said, "Oh! That's right, people rely on clothes, horses, and saddles, and three points of appearance and seven points of dress. Zhang Xiuyan said: "That's right, you look at Wei Hua, you look good from a distance, but it doesn't look very good from a close distance." Zhao Hui thought for a while and said: "Actually, everyone has their own characteristics. Zhang Xiuyan looked at Zhao Hui and said, "Hmm! Everyone has their own temperament, and human temperament is also very important. ”

They talked about Xi Murong's poems again, and Zhang Xiuyan smiled and asked, "Have you read Xi Murong's poems?" How romantic Xi Murong's poems are! Zhao Hui also smiled and said, "Hmm! I have bought two copies of Xi Murong's poems, and I think that when she wrote the poems, it was not the mood at that time, but just a kind of realization. Zhang Xiuyan said with certainty: "Yes! That is true. ”

When the bell rang for the foreign language class, the teacher stepped up to the podium and began to teach the students a foreign language lesson. Pan Haoming always didn't listen carefully, sometimes he lay on the table, Zhao Hui looked at him, but didn't dare to say him, thinking to himself: Pan Haoming doesn't seem to like learning foreign languages.

After class, Pan Haoming asked Zhao Hui: "How to pronounce the foreign word emotion?" Isn't it ['fi?l??]. Zhao Hui didn't want to pay attention to him, and said helplessly: "I don't know either." Zhao Hui looked at Pan Haoming, his eyes were very bright, and there was a bright smile on his face, and Zhao Hui also smiled. She saw Pan Haoming reading the word, so she looked at the book, found the word and said, "It's ['fi?l??]. Pan Haoming said "um". Zhao Hui read in a whisper: "['fi?l??]. Pan Haoming said in a long voice: "Yes——。 Zhao Hui thought happily: He is really interesting.

After school in the afternoon, Zhao Hui packed up her things and left. When I got downstairs, I saw Pan Haoming coming over on a bicycle, Zhao Hui smiled and said, "Let's go!" Pan Haoming nodded deeply to Zhao Hui.

Zhao Hui felt that Pan Haoming was getting more and more special, she thought: Have my feelings shifted? Why does he always attract me? He once said, 'I never knew what feelings were,' but I didn't believe it. Maybe many people don't take feelings seriously, or maybe some people don't know what feelings are.

When she left the school gate, Zhao Hui saw a woman riding a bicycle with a child on the side of the road and falling, Zhao Hui wanted to help her push the bicycle, but saw the woman stand up, glared at her, and picked up the child again. Zhao Hui saw that they were fine, so she left, riding her bicycle very carefully.

When she arrived at the East Gate, Zhao Hui did not go home, she had to go to the library to help her classmates get library cards, and she was riding on the sidewalk. When she arrived at the intersection near the library, the red light came on and Zhao Hui stopped. A young girl with short hair rode across the street, she was riding by herself, Zhao Hui was thinking about why she was still walking forward and not stopping, at this time, a turning bus drove from the south to the west, and hit the back frame of the girl who was riding a bicycle and turned the corner, the girl said "ah", she was thrown to the front, the bicycle just touched it, but the wheel pressed on her body, and dragged forward for a short distance, and finally hit the platform under the traffic light pole. Zhao Hui was stunned and frightened. The bus stopped, and many people gathered around the girl who had been in the accident. Wei Hua was pushing a bicycle and standing beside Zhao Hui, and she said to Zhao Hui, "Go over and have a look." Zhao Hui said fearfully: "I don't dare to look at it." Wei Hua said, "Let's go!" Go check it out, it's fine. They passed, and Zhao Hui saw that half of the girl's waist was still pressed under the wheels. Zhao Hui said "oh" and said, "It's so miserable." Wei Hua said, "Yes! It's miserable, why did she run the red light? They rode over, Zhao Hui went to the library to help her classmates get a library card, she came to the study room, sat down on the table, she was very afraid, she thought: Why did the car hit the traffic light? Why is the woman riding her bicycle on the left side of the road? Ay! It's all the blame for the car, otherwise why did it all hit the platform in the middle? How did I see a car accident? Luckily, I wasn't the one who got into the accident. Ay! It's better to be careful, don't run a red light, it's too dangerous. Zhao Hui didn't have the heart to study, she didn't know if Li Zhenguo was here today, she raised her head and saw Li Zhenguo discussing a math problem with a classmate not far in front of her, her heart calmed down a little, and she lowered her head to write her homework.

The next morning, Zhao Hui came to school, and when she got out of the morning self-study, Zhao Hui said to Zhang Xiuyan, who was at the same table: "Yesterday I saw someone at the north gate being hit. Zhang Xiuyan let out an "oh". Pan Haoming next to him heard it, looked at Zhao Hui and asked, "What did you say?" Zhao Hui said again: "Yesterday, I hit a person at the traffic light at the north gate. Pan Haoming asked in surprise: "Did you really see it?" Zhao Hui said, "Well! The woman is riding a bicycle north! A car came from the west, she screamed in fright, and the car hit the back rack of her bike, and she threw it out and pressed it again. Pan Haoming said loudly in surprise: "Pressed on?" Zhao Hui nodded and said, "Hmm! It's pressed on the waist, and it's dragged a distance! Later, the car crashed into the platform at the traffic light. It was miserable and scared the hell out of me. Pan Haoming said: "The first thing that comes to mind is yourself." Zhao Hui lowered her head, and Pan Haoming said again: "What if this is me?" When Zhao Hui heard him say this, she looked up at him unhappily, Pan Haoming lowered his head and said: "It's okay if he hits me, or he kills me, I want to repay it with the rest of his life, I have no money now!" Zhao Hui looked at him sadly in horror, and said fearfully, "How could you think of bumping into you?" What's the use of breaking you and compensating for your losses, don't run a red light in the future, it's too dangerous. Pan Haoming smiled "hehe".

Zhao Hui thought: Yes! Pan Haoming really shouldn't have said that, people only come to this world once, I hope he lives well, don't take risks, fortunately he didn't say anything, otherwise it would really make me angry.

In the first Chinese class, Zhao Hui did not take notes in the notebook, only wrote the relevant in the book, and in the second half of the class, Pan Haoming asked: "Did you bring Chinese notes?" Zhao Hui looked at him while taking notes at the bottom of the table and said, "Bring it." Pan Haoming looked at the notes below, pointed to the bottom of his desk and said, "You put the notebook here in the afternoon, and I will use it in the evening." Zhao Hui said "um". Pan Haoming asked again: "Do you have previous texts in your notebook?" Zhao Hui looked at the text that the teacher was talking about, and thought to herself that she had not written down her notebook. Pan Haoming looked at Zhao Hui, Zhao Hui looked at him and listened to him continue: "Is there a text title that the teacher said a few days ago?" Zhao Hui shook her head and said, "No, I wrote it all down in the book." Zhao Hui flipped to the front for him to see, and he said, "I'll take a look." Zhao Hui handed the textbook to Pan Haoming, pointed out the titles of the texts in high school and junior high school, and he handed the textbook to Zhao Hui and said, "You copy it in your notebook, and I'll read it at night." Zhao Hui nodded "um", thinking that he often didn't come to class, and the history class also fell behind, and asked again: "Do you want to read the history notes?" Pan Haoming said in surprise: "I didn't take your historical notes?" I'll just take your English notes. Zhao Hui hurriedly said: "No, I mean do you want to read the historical notes." Pan Haoming said: "Don't look at it." Zhao Hui said: "Actually, Mr. Wang's class is very good, and he pointed out the main ones. Pan Haoming asked: "Is there a difference on the notebook?" Zhao Hui said: "Some are different, and the main content has been written down." Pan Haoming said: "Let me take a look!" Keep all my notebooks in the drawer under my desk. Zhao Hui smiled and said "um".

After school, Zhao Hui put her language notes and history notes in the drawer under Pan Haoming's desk, and then went downstairs and rode her bicycle to the library. On the way, Zhao Hui thought: I hope that when Pan Haoming copies my notes, he will study the two subjects of Chinese and history well.