"Ye Hewan, the three of you are all from the national team? Do you know a lot of champions? ”

"Champion? We are! ”

Ye Hewan stood up proudly and patted his chest, his little face tilted, it was called sunny.

She also turned to Song Zhihe and Jiang Jinnan behind her and smiled and squinted, stretched out her hand to scatter flowers and said, "But what, the two of them are even more powerful!" ”

At the same time, he kept raising his eyebrows and smiling to imply something.

Suddenly, the attention of the people around them was on the two of them again, and they began to talk in small voices.

After Ye Hewan heard what they were talking about, he also instantly joined in.

Song Zhihe, Jiang Jinnan: "......"

I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what to say.

However, it seems that he wants to hit someone.

Jiang Jinnan coughed tactically, and when he raised his hand to support his face, he "inadvertently" poked Song Zhihe.

Dude, what the hell do you care?

Tube?

Can I control her?

Isn't she going to heaven?!

Song Zhihe didn't stare at Ye Hewan either, but the black bubble on his body that was difficult to ignore fell on someone very clearly.

Front row.

Yun Xinyin, who felt the bad breath, put his hand under the table and gently pulled Ye Hewan's clothes.

Don't forget to use a violent cough to attract someone's attention.

But Ye Hewan chatted with a few female classmates about the gossip of the seniors in the forum was too hilarious, and he didn't receive any hints at all.

Even, I thought blankly that Yun Xinyin also wanted to join in, but I was embarrassed.

So, leaned into her ear and whispered, "I'll tell you more about it later."

Turned his head and continued to talk.

Finally, after Song Zhihe broke Jiang Jinnan's eraser into two pieces.

He couldn't help it, and said casually, "It's time for class." ”

It's time to disperse.

"Huh? No, there's still ten minutes to go between classes! Ye Hewan glanced at the time and corrected.

This Song Zhihe, why can't he understand the time?!

Depend on.

Song Zhihe suddenly wanted to scold.

However, I can't seem to say anything.

However, although Ye Hewan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the atmosphere, those female classmates noticed it.

Immediately, they all sat down in front of their seats.

Ye He reacted later.

As soon as he turned his head, sure enough, Song Zhihe was looking at him with a "smile".

"Oh, what a big deal. Look at it, don't say that I don't pay attention to righteousness, but I have retouched the map for you and Jiang Jinnan! Ye Hewan said with a good face, and he said bitterly.

Jiang Jinnan glanced at the photo of him and Song Zhihe being tightly wrapped in ski clothes or something, and the whole person showed no more than half of his face at most.

He decided, to be dumb.

Thank you.

"Oh, so you sent the picture of the forum?"

Hearing this, Song Zhihe said without being salty.

smiled at Ye Hewan as "amiable".

“······”

"Gee, it's almost class, isn't it? Xinyin, you quickly lend me your notes to copy, otherwise the teacher will check them. Ye Hewan casually picked up a pen on Jiang Jinnan's table, looked back at Yun Xinyin and said.

Looking at Yun Xinyin's very uncooperative appearance, Song Zhihe gradually sneered behind him.

She whispered again.

"That, Yezi, the book hasn't been sent yet."

Yun Xinyin couldn't help but remind in embarrassment.

Sorry, get used to it.

I forgot that it was the first day of high school, and I thought it was junior high school.

Song Zhihe closed his eyes frantically.

Jiang Jinnan on the side looked at the eraser he "sacrificed" and the pen that was "captured".

He calmly put away his pencil case and put it in his bag.

······

Because of the report on the first day, No. 1 Middle School did not let the new students study at night.

After handing out the books, arranging the class schedule, and handing out the new uniforms, they can go home after class in the afternoon.

Originally, Ye Hewan planned to go home with her brother, but after asking, she found that the sophomore in high school could only go back after evening self-study.

Ye Hewan made a quick decision - goodbye, brother!

"Wow! This sky is so blue, this cloud is so white, this air is so fresh! Song Zhi will take a look at you, won't you? Ye Hewan came to Song Zhihe, who was arrogant and walked forward quickly, with a face of "six relatives don't recognize", and he had nothing to say there.

Song Zhihe ignored her, and even picked up the headphones and put them on, and moved his body to the side.

looks like he wants to distance himself from her and draw a line.

Ye Hewan had long been accustomed to this, and skillfully picked up Song Zhihe's headphones and put them on: "Song Zhihe and what you listened to--"

Yes.

“？！ My ears! Why is Song Zhi so noisy with this music? Heavy metal music? ”

Ye Hewan was startled by the sudden manic noise in his ears, and reached out to take off the earphones, but did not put them back on Song Zhihe's ears.

"Tell me about you, you are just a young man in your youth, you should listen to more sunny and passionate music!" Ye Hewan held his chin and instructed.

"Boring."

Song Zhihe glared at Ye Hewan obliquely, took another earphone from her hand, but didn't put it on, just let it hang down, swaying in the wind.

"Not boring! Come on, I'll put one for you! ”

Ye Hewan skillfully took the mobile phone in Song Zhihe's coat pocket, slid his fingers on the mobile phone with the screen off, and when he reached the interface of entering the password, he put it in front of Song Zhihe and motioned him to open it.

Although Song Zhihe looked impatient with a stinky expression on his face, he still unlocked his phone.

As soon as you open it, you will see the music app playback interface.

Ye Hewan pressed a pause for the bunch of English that she couldn't understand, and typed it in the search bar.

After successfully finding the music you were looking for, I clicked the play button satisfied.

Song Zhihe was about to ask something, but a prelude from the headphones made his eyebrows move.

How is this prelude so familiar and childish?

How did that dreamy feeling of being in candy and rainbows so much like the cartoon that he had on his TV when he was a kid?

In the next second, he didn't wait for Song Zhihe to ask more.

The lyrics that were slowly sung confirmed his guess.

"Something delicious, great; Nice singing, singing, singing--"

“······”

"This is what you said is sunny and passionate?!" Song Zhihe took off his headphones incredulously and looked at Ye Hewan, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"That's a must! My little cousin listened! I sang and danced with him at home during the summer vacation, and I felt like I was back when I was a child! Children like it, do you see if there is a feeling of vitality in your heart? ”

Ye Hewan stood on tiptoe and approached Song Zhihe with his face.

Song Zhihe looked at Ye Hewan, who was approaching abruptly, and met her eyes full of his figure, and the distance between the two was almost a millimeter, making him slightly red behind his ears, and he turned his head unnaturally and took two steps back.

With some embarrassment, he said, "Childish! How old is it to listen to lazy sheep sheep. ”

Hearing this, Ye Hewan jumped back suddenly.

Ye Hewan crossed his waist with one hand, looked up at the sky with his eyes along the other raised hand, and shouted to himself: "I am me, the different big demon king of Sheep Village-lazy sheep sheep!" Lazy sheep sheep yyds! ”

"Delicious, awesome! Pleasant goat, beautiful goat, lazy goat, goat, goat, ······"

Three: "······"

Yun Xinyin saw that there were passers-by around who were about to take pictures, so she hurriedly walked to Ye Hewan's side, pulled down the hand she raised, and reminded in a low voice: "Yezi, converge a little, it's still outside!" ”

Let's talk about it when we get home!

Ye Hewan actually wanted to sing two more words, but she keenly smelled a strange breath in the air, so she quieted down.

She patted Song Zhihe on the shoulder, and her tone was like an old master.

"Listen to more of this kind of innocent and childlike songs in the future, don't always frown with a straight face, fifteen years old is almost the same as fifty years old! Young man, you can't do this. ”

"Ye Hewan, didn't you say that you want to be a quiet beautiful girl?"

Song Zhihe, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke.

"Well, this... I'll talk about it tomorrow, slightly~"

Ye He's words changed in the evening, and he grimaced at Song Zhihe.

Then, as if she was afraid of Song Zhihe scolding her, she dragged Yun Xinyin, who was still stunned, and ran forward.

While running and shouting: "If you can't scold me, if you can't beat me, you just can't catch me!" ”

Behind him, Song Zhihe saw this, the tip of his tongue against his chin, and said angrily and funny to Jiang Jinnan on the side: "Am I too kind to her?" So that she no longer knows the direction of Tiannan and Haibei? ”

Jiang Jinnan glanced at Song Zhihe thoughtfully, and said coldly: "Oh, have you woken up?" ”

Wake up?!

Song Zhihe found out that Jiang Jinnan was also talking strangely today.

Suddenly.

Looking at the two girls who stopped waiting for them after walking a distance in front, Song Zhihe carried his schoolbag on one shoulder and touched Jiang Jinnan with his shoulder and elbow: "Let's go, I have to go to the city team at night." ”

Jiang Jinnan nodded, and the two walked forward slowly.

Song Zhihe put on the headphones again, and the "childish" music that Ye Hewan was playing just now was playing inside.

But whether it's too lazy to change, or something else, it's just that only he knows.

Or maybe he couldn't tell.

"Song Zhi and you hurry up, the heart is chanting that you will go back at night and paint!"

"I'm fine, don't worry."

"Who was there just now who had to change the music for me, and it took so long?"

"Why are Song Zhi and you like this? Look at our Jiang Jinnan classmates, they are not stingy at all, study it! ”

"By the way, when you introduced yourself in the morning, which of you pushed me?"

“······”

"The bus is coming, brothers and sisters, run, get on the bus!"

The tree-lined paths covered with fallen sycamore leaves fill the air with the boiling of orange-flavored sparkling water.

In the mottled light and shadow of trees and leaves, the laughter and running under the clouds are the wanton frivolity of youth.

That midsummer night, the boy was hot, and the sun was just right.

Our teenage years were scorching and flamboyant.