Chapter 145: Ding Dongyi
Tao Youwen raised his head. It should be said that in such a quiet environment, the whole class heard this voice and looked towards the door.
It's a girl, very beautiful, the kind of beauty that will be amazed at a glance, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a full forehead, a high ponytail, a crisp and hearty voice, tall, and a long white slim down jacket on her body, which is very conspicuous in the middle of the school uniform that Tao You and all of them wear, which does not fit very well.
She was holding an open physics workbook in front of her.
"Song Yimian, looking for you!" The classmate sitting at the door turned around and shouted. No \./Wrong \./More\./New '.w'.a'.p'.'.'.c'.o'.m
The girl curled the corners of her lips and looked at Song Yimian, "I don't know how many physics problems, do you have time to tell me about them?" โ
Song Yimian raised his head, put down the magazine in his hand, and walked out of the classroom.
"Who is this?" Hong Xiqi immediately turned sideways and communicated with Tao You, "Why haven't you seen it." When did Song Yimian meet such a big beauty? No, there are this type of beauties in our school, I, the news king of No. 1 Middle School, don't know?! โ
Tao You didn't say anything, he held the pen in his hand tightly, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the two backs next to each other in the corridor, the girl should be about one meter seven, and she stood very harmoniously with Song Yimian. Unlike her, standing next to Song Yimian, standing on tiptoe and barely a head behind him.
Hong Xiqi turned around enthusiastically at the same table, pointed to the people in the corridor and said, "You don't know her?" Ding Dongyi, a member of the first class of liberal arts, a university bully, a student union, and a sophomore in high school. โ
"Duan Hua? When did No. 1 Middle School still say Duan Hua? When was the competition judged? Damn, there is still me Hong News King Xiqi, I don't know! Hong Xiqi pointed to himself and asked in disbelief.
At this time, Tao You's back table also poked his head over and said, "When you were a freshman in high school, your two key classes were on the first floor, as if you were isolated from the world, and you definitely didn't know what was going on above the second floor." Ding Dongyi, but since the beginning of high school, he has been defaulted to the Duan Hua of the first year of high school, and now that he is the second year of high school, he will not become the second Duan Hua of high school. โ
- No wonder even Hong Xiqi didn't know about this Duan Hua, it turned out to be the unanimous acquiescence of other classes.
"But wasn't she admitted to the first class of liberal arts?" Hong Xiqi once again grasped the key point, "The key students in the first class of liberal arts are still interested in physics? Then why didn't she just choose science? โ
"Who says that liberal arts students can't like physics." Tao You's back table retorted, "I choose science, but it doesn't prevent me from liking literature." โ
Hong Xiqi approached Tao You and Hong Xiqi at the same table, and said mysteriously, "It is said that she is going to transfer to our class, and I don't know if it's true." โ
"What is she trying to do?!" Hong Xiqi exclaimed excitedly, "It's been a semester, and now you want to change departments?" Isn't that just to find time for what we have learned this semester and spend the shortest time to re-learn it?! As far as I know, liberal arts aren't that idle, are they?! Hong Xiqi looked at the thick stack of textbooks and practice questions on his desk with a hideous face, and thought of the content that he hadn't understood for almost a semester, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and looked at the girl outside the door with admiration.
Tao You glanced at the two figures outside the classroom again, felt that his eyes were tingling, and moved away again, asking, "Can you still transfer to another department now?" โ
Hong Xiqi nodded, "I've heard of this, every year during the winter vacation of the second year of high school, there is a chance to change departments, as long as you succeed, you can enter the key class." But because you have to study on your own, the time cost is too great, and the exam is also difficult. And few people will really change courses at such a time, the school has no publicity, and few people know about it. โ
"What else can this be, the power of love. Ding Dongyi likes Song Yimian at first glance. The two of them, handsome guys and beautiful girls, are so compatible. Hong Xiqi turned the pen at the same table, laughing heartlessly and quipping.
"Yes, yes, yes, I heard my classmates who studied liberal arts say that almost everyone on the liberal arts side knows that Ding Dongyi likes Song Yimian, otherwise who would take such a big risk to change majors." Another student chimed in.
"Really? Why hasn't any news reached us at all? โ
"No wonder Song Yimian went to the student union to help today!"
"That's right, when did you say that, when did Song Yimian meddle with things!"
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"Song Yimian won't like Ding Dongyi too, right?!"
"Impossible!" Jia Ming suddenly slapped the table, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him, he became nervous and stammered again, "I, I heard Song Yimian say before, he, he didn't fall in love in high school." Besides, besides, Song Yimian is not an ordinary person at all, he can divide and distinguish the present, what to do, and what to do. He, in his heart, can only take the university entrance examination, and, and how to crush us. Talking, falling in love, only, will only drag, drag him forward, the pace of progress. He said firmly.
โยทยทยทยทยทยทโ No one really cared about Jamin's words.
Everyone felt that they had accidentally unearthed a shocking and unspeakable secret, and they discussed it enthusiastically, regardless of whether the outsiders could hear it or not.
Passed around, the first class of classmates finally summed up a sentence - Ding Dongyi likes Song Yimian and chose to change departments for Song Yimian, but they don't know what Song Yimian thinks now, but it must not be a complete rejection attitude, and it may have been in the wavering period.
They finally reached an agreement and decided to keep this secret for Song Yimian and Ding Dongyi and not report it to the head teacher.
- Ordinary match, is it?
Tao You quickly looked outside the door, and then withdrew his gaze in only a second, and lowered his head to do the question with the same expression, but his heart kept rising, sour.
Hong Xiqi paid attention to Tao You's expression in time, and waved her fist to warn her at the same table, "At a young age, what kind of love is not love, what nonsense." The two of them, where, where are they matched, you should change your glasses. w_/a_/p_/\_/.\_/c\_/o\_/m Take care of your own studies and talk more. โ
She was startled by Hong Xiqi's fist at the same table, and still muttered unconvinced, "Where is it not a good match, everyone thinks that their relationship is very delicate." Could it be that you are as compatible as Song Yimian? โ
"Shut up!" Hong Xiqi gritted his teeth.
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"Xiao Youyou, Song Yimian won't like this kind of girl, you put a hundred hearts. Don't listen to their nonsense. She leaned into Tao You's ear and said, "Moreover, didn't he say last time, he won't fall in love in high school, and as soon as the college entrance examination is over, you will take him down in one fell swoop, and don't give others a chance to intervene." She raised her hand and clenched her fist, very optimistic about Tao You.
Tao You felt that his ears were itchy, so he hid a little farther away, rubbing them, and said with a smile, "Who does he like, what does it have to do with me, and how do you know what kind of girl he likes." โ
Hong Xiqi was stunned for a moment, seeing that the corners of Tao You's mouth didn't seem to be reluctantly hooked, and asked in surprise, "You're not, happy ยทยทยทยทยทยท"
"Alright, let's do our homework." Tao You waved at Hong Xiqi, urging her to turn back, as if she didn't care about it at all.
Hong Xiqi didn't believe it, and continued to maintain his original posture, staring down at Tao You's face, hoping to find a flaw.
Tao You continued to delve into the unsolved chemistry problem, but he couldn't ignore the two hot eyes in front of him, "People just ask a question, how can you make up so much brain." She sighed, put down her pen, and laughed, "You said it yourself, Song Yimian will not fall in love." They make up all kinds of brains, but they are too tired to study, so let's have fun, we play together every day, can you still know what Song Yimian's situation is? โ
"You, are you really okay?" Hong Xiqi still asked.
Tao You said helplessly, "How can I say that you will believe me?" โ
Hong Xiqi was about to turn back, "Okay, you're fine, I believe you." โ
"But your heart is too big, and your rivals have already come to youยทยทยทยทยท." After a few minutes, Hong Xiqi turned around again and said angrily, did you see Tao You's action of telling her to shut up?" She turned back without pause.
- How can there be so many questions to ask, I don't know if you can ask the teacher.
Tao You frowned, glanced at the still empty place next to him, came back to his senses and continued to do the question, his eyes uncontrollably looking at the figure outside the door.
She realized that she was distracted again, and at some point there were many crooked black lines on the scratch paper, some of which were so deeply engraved that they pierced the paper and were printed on the next page.
Tao You patted his face, breathed a sigh of relief, tore off the page, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the belly of the table.
"Wang Jue," Tao You walked to the middle, "Do you know how to do this question?" โ
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Wang Jue is a representative of the chemistry class, and he should be able to do it, although the questions that Song Yimian is looking for are a little twisted.
Wang Jue wrote and drew on the scratch paper for several minutes, shook his head, pushed the notebook back to Tao You, and said apologetically, "I don't know much about this." It should be right to use this formula, but it's not right to do it halfway every time. โ
- Today, the chemistry teacher is the teacher on duty. w_/a_/p_/\_/.\_/c\_/o\_/m
She stared at the chemistry problem for a while, and then stood up, "It's okay, I'll go find the teacher." Say hello to you. โ
She took the pen, walked out the back door with her head down, and hurried downstairs from the other side without looking at the two people who were still talking at the front door.
"Tao You," Gu Yi had sharp eyes, called Tao You at the top of the stairs, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly, "She, is she still angry?" โ
Tao You immediately understood who he was referring to by "who".
Tao You shook his head, "I don't know, you can ask yourself." You deserve it, who let you hide for so long. โ
The wind at the mouth of the stairs was very strong, whirring into Tao You's clothes, and she shivered from the cold.
"I'll go to the office first, and I'll wait for the end of class." Tao You glanced at his watch, finished perfunctorily, and hung Gu Yi behind him.
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"Tao You, where did you find this chemistry problem?" The chemistry teacher looked at the previous questions, and was very surprised, this student who is usually not very interested in chemistry, and the chemistry grades are mediocre, and she hasn't taken the initiative to ask questions for a semester.