Chapter 172: No

Song Yimian on the side stopped his pen, frowned irritably and glanced around, knocked the pen on the table very unhappily, straightened the corners of his mouth and did not say a word, his expression had already explained everything for him.

After all the sights on him disappeared, Tao You finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then he caught a glimpse of Song Yimian coming over, propped up behind her chair with one hand, as if holding her in front of him, his warm breath hit her ear, and he lowered his voice and said, "You concentrate on the question, don't pay attention to them, do you have to ask me." Also, what are you nervous about? A little party?"

The familiar smell of lime came to her face, lingering around Tao You, she shrugged her nose, her body stiffened, and she didn't dare to move at will.

- Talk as you talk, what do you do so closely. I'm curious about what you think in your heart, big brother, it's really easy for people to misunderstand you like this!

Tao You shouted a few times in his heart.

Song Yimian saw that Tao You had been silent, thinking that she had acquiesced, and comforted, "Your psychological quality needs to be improved, it's just a small event, and you don't need to perform on stage, what's there to be nervous about." You'll eat and drink well, and I've heard that tonight's meal is good. Those games, just play around and play with these things, just wait to get on stage and receive the award."

The ears close to Song Yimian's side began to get hot, and they were still a little itchy, Tao You couldn't help but lean to the side, and distanced himself from Song Yimian, and didn't dare to turn his head to look at the handsome face in front of him. Her voice trembled a little, and she said unnaturally, "I'm mentally good, which eye of yours sees that I'm nervous?!" I'm doing the question, don't bother me, read your magazine." As he spoke, Tao You waved his hand at Song Yimian with a little impatience.

- It's nervous, but it's not because of the content of the party, and it's not because you're nervous because you have to fit in with so many people, but because you're your partner.

"Okay." Tao You's series of actions, in Song Yimian's eyes, changed their taste. He replied softly and sat back, and Yu Guang noticed that after he sat back, Tao You's stiff body was visibly relaxed.

Song Yimian frowned slightly, staring at the scroll in front of him for a long time, but he didn't read a word, recalling Tao You's shrug just now, and the action of leaning to the side, he couldn't help but lower his head and sniff his collar.

The coat is clean and freshly taken out, only the smell of laundry detergent, no strange smell. Could it be that Tao You hates him to this extent now? Why?

Tao You was tired of sitting in a sitting position, and was about to change his legs to put on the bar under the table. Because the seating space is so small, there is very little room for her to stretch her legs. She tried her best to slow down her movements, but she still accidentally kicked the foot of the table, and the tables that were next to her also trembled slightly.

- Not on purpose!

Tao You's movements paused instantly, and he silently recited in his heart. After a few seconds, the table stopped shaking, and she put her legs down again.

Song Yimian thought to himself for a long time, and didn't notice the slightest movement on the table. The more he thought about it, the more irritable his heart became, and his face sank unconsciously.

Damn, that's annoying!

Song Yimian threw down the pen lightly, changed to a comfortable sitting position, and turned the pages of the magazine.

Tao You heard the sound of him throwing the pen, turned his head quietly, caught a glimpse of his not very friendly look, and thought that his movement just now had provoked this master, so he breathed lightly and tried to minimize his sense of existence.

- That's it, how can it be liked. That's! I accidentally touched the table, and I was so angry that it would be okay if I didn't tear me up after class.

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The melodious bell rang in anticipation, and all the students in the second year of high school flocked out at the same time, and when the school gate was not fully opened, they were all crowded around the iron gate. Seeing that the main entrance was no longer crowded, the students running behind them turned around and ran towards the back door of the school that was not open, climbing over the wall and drilling dog holes, no faster than waiting for the door to open here!

"Uncle Zhang, can this door open more slowly?! Urge the school to change its door!"

"Don't squeeze! Who's stepping on my shoes?! It's gone! Don't break my new shoes!"

"Feet! Don't go back, don't you feel like you're stepping too soft?! Ahh

"Uncle Zhang, it's dark, why don't you turn on the headlights at the door, you can't see it!"

"! Back! My face is all over the iron frame! It's all out of print! I'm going to be going to the party in a while! Don't squeeze any further!"

"Isn't the door open yet?! Why is it so slow?"

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Uncle Zhang, who was guarding the door, sat in the security room, put down the newspaper in his hand, lowered his head and blew open the tea leaves floating in the tea jar, sipped slightly, listened to the noise close to his ears, and said calmly, "What's the hurry, it will only take about ten seconds for this door to be fully opened, and it is not an old iron door that is full of rust and has not been repaired for decades, and the lubricating oil that was only put on half a month ago." Young people nowadays really don't have any patience at all."

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze! Hey, the ones in the back, talk about you guys! At a young age, your ears are worse than that of an old man like me?!" Uncle Zhang raised his hand and pressed the button of the headlight, and saw that the students in front were all squeezed and pressed against the door frame, and a few of them had already struggled to get out of the crack in the door, their clothes and hair were all messed up, and they continued to run to the station with their schoolbags on their backs out of breath.

He didn't really sit idly by, put down the cup and walked out of the security room, and yelled at the still huge team behind him in a strong voice, "So many people, what if something happens?!" Line up for me! The kindergarten next door is more orderly than you! It's not a shame to say it!"

Maybe Uncle Zhang's appearance looks too fierce, or maybe he remembered the report on the news about the campus stampede, or he heard Uncle Zhang say that the kindergarten is better than them, and he doesn't want to lose face, after all, not far from the school, there are many parents who come to pick up their children. Almost at the same time, everyone obediently stopped squeezing forward, and slowly moved out of the campus with the large group.

Uncle Zhang stood on his feet and behind his hands, standing on the edge of the security room to supervise, there was no trace of jokes on his weather-beaten face, and his eagle eyes were sharp and scanned the slowly advancing team.

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"Xiao Youyou, you change your clothes and come to school quickly." At the bus stop, Hong Xiqi and Tao You waved their hands and parted, blinked and instructed, "I'll help you dress up again when the time comes."

Tao You rushed home, and Tao's mother was rarely at home from work.

"I'm back." Tao's mother was ironing clothes in the living room, and it was Tao You's yellow suit.

Tao's mother kept moving her hands and asked, "Which outfit are you going to wear in a while?" Have you tried this suit?"

Tao You put down his schoolbag, fell crooked on the sofa, picked up an orange peeled from the coffee table, stuffed it into his mouth, and spit it into the trash can with a wrinkled face in the next second, smashing his mouth and replying, "I haven't tried it, I don't have enough time." It was almost early in the morning after finishing my homework yesterday, and I didn't have enough time to sleep, and I was almost late this morning, so where did I get the time to try it on. Phew, where did you buy this orange, it's so sour!"

Tao's mother laughed, "It's not that you've been yelling to eat oranges these days, I just got off work and saw that there was something on the side of the road, so I bought some, and I didn't eat it." She handed Tao You a complete set of ironed, slightly heated suits, pointed to the room and said, "There is still some time, you go and try this outfit, you have bought it, you have to go up and see the effect, I don't know when I will wear it in the future."

"Okay." Tao You got up and went back to the house, "Mom, you can help me peel an orange, I'll eat it later."

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"Buckle Button"

"Here we are." Mother Tao heard a knock on the door, put down the black suit she had just hung up, and went to open the door, "Eh, Xiao Song, is there something wrong?"

Song Yimian stood outside the door, still wearing a school uniform, politely greeted Tao's mother, and then probed into the room, "I'll ask, what time will she go to school in a while." Hasn't she arrived home yet?"

Tao's mother warmly pulled Song Yimian into the house, and then continued to be busy with her work, "She just came back and changed clothes in the room. I haven't asked yet, just call her when you leave. Eat fruit, just got out of school, and I'm hungry."

Tao's mother caught a glimpse of Song Yimian taking the orange, quickly bent down to take it, and stuffed him with a yellow orange, "I bought this orange at a discount, it's too sour, don't eat it, my teeth will fall after a while, eat oranges, oranges are sweet." As he spoke, he stuffed a fruit knife into Song Yimian's hand.

"Isn't this the dress that Xiao Yu tried yesterday?" Song Yimian saw the dress that was hung in front of the ironing rack by Tao's mother, and the action of peeling oranges in her hands slowed down, and her heart jumped: The skirt is here, what kind of clothes is Tao You changing in the room?

Mother Tao kept ironing the black suit jacket, took the time to look at the dress on the side, and said, "Yes, this dress is still more comfortable to hang, otherwise it will be all pleats."

Isn't she wearing this dress today? Song Yimian lowered his eyes, his expression darkened, thinking of the complete suit he had carefully prepared, put down the orange in his hand, and wiped his hands with a tissue.

"Eh, Xiao Song, why don't you eat it? Isn't it delicious?" Mother Tao ironed her clothes, sat on the sofa on the other side, and saw Song Yimian peeling a small half of the orange that was placed there, and asked.

Song Yimian shook his head, feeling a little rude, picked up the orange again, and said lightly, "The orange is very fragrant, I'm not too hungry now, I'll eat it later."

Mother Tao didn't force him, took a Chengzi and cut it aside, turned on the TV, and asked, "Xiao Song, I heard Xiao You mention before, you also participated in the organization of this party, so when will your party end today?" What's in it?"

Song Yimian patiently replied, "The student union is not full of manpower, and I happen to have a friend there, so he called me over to help set up the venue, and I didn't participate in the arrangement of the specific content and process of the party, and I didn't know very well."

"If nothing else, the party should be over before nine o'clock. Because the first year of high school will also participate in today's New Year's Day party, the first is in the auditorium, the principal speaks, then there are performances, there are also food, and finally it should be to play some games."

"Oh," Mother Tao began to swallow melon seeds again.

"Mom, how's it going?! This dress fits perfectly!" Tao You opened the door and put a ball head on top of his head.

"Not bad." Mother Tao looked back and nodded with satisfaction, "Why don't you wear this in a while?" It's still a little warmer, and it's cooled down a lot tonight."

From Song Yimian's point of view, you can see half of Tao You. After he saw Tao You wearing a suit, his eyebrows began to beat non-stop, and he had a very bad premonition in his heart, after hearing Tao's mother's words, this premonition became stronger and stronger, and he was in a hurry, so he blurted out, "No!" After saying that, even he himself was startled and shut up and stopped talking.

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Chapter 172: Not Free to Read.