The owner of the handwriting did not look at her, his eyes were glued to the blackboard, and he was listening to the lecture.

The note read: Will you go to the scene to cheer me on?

Zhou Luo silently put away the note, put it under the pad, and continued to look up to listen to the class.

After a few seconds, the owner of the note could not sit still.

He couldn't help but desert and peek at her.

Why didn't you reply to the note?

Is it really impossible to participate?

He looked at the girl's side face with a little disappointment, and then calmed down and threw himself into the class.

……

"That's all for today's class, everyone has done the corresponding exercises in this section after class, and the class is over." Song Yao's high heels collided with the tiles, making a crisp sound, accompanied by the bell for the end of class, which sounded very pleasant.

Zhou Luo finished his math class, breathed a long sigh of relief, and reached out to rub the back of his sore neck.

After she relaxed, she lowered her head and cleaned up the table, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the person next to her staring at her.

She didn't know why, and blinked blankly.

Bai Luofan didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

Oh, the note.

She remembered.

She unhurriedly took out the note she had put away from under the mat board again, took the pen and wrote the word "go" on it, and pushed the note back in front of him.

The young man lowered his eyes slightly and swept the content of the note, his expression was a little relaxed, and he said lightly: "You have a conscience." ”

Zhou Luo smiled and said: "That's right, when the time comes, I'll go to the printing shop and order a banner, sit in the audience and hold it for you, so that you can see it at a glance." ”

"What?" His smile froze, and his tone carried a hint of loss: "That's it?" ”

Zhou Luoqi said: "It's not enough to pull the banner?" ”

Could it be that he still wants her to take a loudspeaker and go to the scene to play the audio of cheering him on a loop?

He looked at the girl and looked a little discouraged, and thought that this guy had opened up, but she didn't think about cheerleading at all.

He glanced at her with a wry look in his eyes.

Zhou Luo saw his expression, her brain was running rapidly, and a possibility suddenly appeared in her mind, and she lost her voice and said, "You won't ...... You want me to join the cheerleading team, right? ”

Before he could answer, she said to herself: "But I really don't have a talent for dancing, I think it's good to cheer you on in the audience, it's really not good, I can always go and occupy the most conspicuous position on the stage in advance when the time comes, right?" ”

He still hoped that she could participate in the cheerleading and cheer him on, so he pretended to sigh: "Alas, I may not be worthy of a cheerleading team, it's okay, it's okay to pull banners, I can accept it." ”

He deliberately didn't make eye contact with her, his eyes drooped, and his short hair hung limply down in front of his forehead, looking a little depressed.

It's pathetic.

Zhou Luo was a little soft-hearted by his appearance, but when she thought of the audience that day, she was really a little unable to handle her dancing skills.

She had to promise again and again: "Don't worry, I will stand in the most conspicuous surround at that time, shouting loudly to cheer you on." ”

The corners of Bai Luofan's mouth twitched, and when it came to this, he didn't want to ask for anything inch by inch, so he had to say helplessly: "Okay." ”

Pull the banner, at least go to the scene to cheer him on, it's better than not going.

Thinking about it made him feel better.

*

Lin Tingzi turned around, and felt that it was not as natural as when the two of them were not in the same class before.

In the past, it was good for him to come to her every once in a while to talk, but now that the two are close, he is embarrassed to look for her often.

Will she go and cheer him on?

From a distance, he looked at the girl who was sitting quietly in her seat reading a book. Taking advantage of the fact that she was temporarily out of place at the table, he quietly walked over and sat down next to her.

Meng Xiangting put down the book, looked at him, and smiled, "Do you have something to say?" ”

He had been struggling in his seat for a long time just now, and now he had all the courage to see her, and said bluntly: "I want you to go to the scene to watch me play." ”

Meng Xiangting nodded slightly, and said briskly: "I'll go and see it." ”

"That's good." When he heard her answer, he instantly felt a lot more relieved, and said with a smile: "With you cheering me on, I have a better chance of winning." ”

The eyebrows of the young man who was close at hand curled up, making her dream back to the time when the two of them were at the same table a few years ago.

She stared at him blankly.

At that time, he really rarely laughed, and every time she pestered him, he kept talking, until the two got acquainted, and he laughed more and more.

Although Lin Ting is also upright, he always gives people a melancholy feeling between his eyebrows. He laughed, and the feeling vanished in an instant, as if a light suddenly shone into the cloudy sky.

Lin Ting stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, and when she came back to her senses, she heard him ask with some expectation and a little tentatively, "Tingting...... Are you interested in joining the cheerleading squad? ”

The cheerleaders can watch him play up close in the field, and he actually hopes that Meng Xiangting can go.

If it was for him to participate, then he would be happier.

But Meng Xiangting hesitated, and she said with some embarrassment on her face: "It's a pity that I'm not good at dancing, and I may not be able to promise you this." ”

He didn't show any disappointment, nodded very calmly, and said gently: "It's okay, if you can watch me play, I'm already very happy." ”

"I should have been able to arrive earlier than you that day, and I can help you get a better view and see the game more clearly."

Meng Xiangting: "Okay, then please." ”

Lin Ting looked at her with a smile in his eyes and muttered, "The last time you watched me compete was two years ago, do you remember?" ”

"Yes." Meng Xiangting said, "It's the second year of junior high school, I remember that it was raining that day, and you were the last one in the finals, and everyone ran out." ”

Lin Ting chuckled, "Yes, the entire audience was empty at that time, only you were holding a small umbrella, and you were still standing there watching me end the game." Not only was it raining that day, but it was also windy, your umbrella was too small to cover the rain, and when the competition was over, your clothes were soaked, and you refused to leave, saying that you wanted to watch me present the award. ”

"As a result, I had a fever when I went back, I didn't go to school for three days, and my mother scolded me for a long time." Meng Xiangting answered.

The two of them recalled the old things at the same time, and they suddenly felt funny.

The three years in junior high school were really stupid, and after two years, I recalled what I did back then and thought I was cool and dragged, and now it's only funny.

"I remember you won that competition." Meng Xiangting's gaze fell on his eyes, "So what about this time?" Will you win? ”

Lin Ting suddenly became serious, and said in a gentle tone: "You have watched it on the spot, of course I will win." ”

He spoke with great solemnity, as if he were swearing something.

Meng Xiangting smiled and said, "Okay, I'll definitely go and see if you win the second championship." ”