After Ling Yan understood his feelings, he was particularly concerned about Chu Ran.

9 p.m. –

Ling Yan: "Chu Ran, what are you doing?" ”

"Architectural Drawing." One of them sat in the study and the other in the bedroom, talking across the living room.

"Then you come to the study to do it."

"There's a desk in the bedroom."

The room was quiet for a few seconds, and then Ling Yan appeared at the door of Chu Ran's bedroom. Ling Yan held the doorknob with one hand and leaned his back against the door frame. He stared at Chu Ran, didn't speak, just leaned diagonally.

"........., okay." Chu Ran and Ling Yan glanced at each other and compromised.

……

Chu Ran sat next to Ling Yan and concentrated on drawing the draft on the engineering drawings with a 2B pencil and ruler.

The rustling of pencils rubbing against paper made the night exceptionally quiet. Ling Yan didn't take long to write before he stopped and secretly looked at Chu Ran. After looking at it for a while, it seemed that he felt weak again, so he took the pen and wrote a few strokes casually.

……

When Chu Ran noticed that Ling Yan was distracted for the third time, she finally couldn't help but knock the pencil in her hand on Ling Yan's forehead.

"Hey, seriously!" Chu Ran's tone was like talking to a kindergarten child.

Ling Yan knew that the peek had been discovered.

immediately blushed uncontrollably, and quickly turned his face to the other side that Chu Ran couldn't see. In a muffled voice, he replied, "Got it." ”

……

……

In the blink of an eye, November -

An exciting news for the school is that the school art festival is scheduled for December 10th.

Then the whole school can now start preparing for the festival.

Yes, it was said before. Jingyi Middle School is a rare school where the third year of high school can also participate in the art festival. However, the sports meeting held on the second day of the art festival was missed in the third year of high school.

But being able to participate in the festival is enough to make the junior students excited for a while.

……

10 minutes between classes in the afternoon:

"Let's be quiet, about the performance of the art festival, the class committee will discuss the performance form first, and then ......," the class leader stood on the podium and said loudly.

"I don't think so! It should be organized directly by everyone. A tall girl interrupted the class leader.

Then, a boy sitting in the last row also spoke: "I also think I should organize it myself." Get a few shows out and pick the best one to go up. ”

As soon as the two men spoke, the whole class started to make a fuss, chattering like a boiling hot pot.

The squad leader couldn't control it.

It stands to reason that it's normal, the squad leader and the deputy squad leader, a total of three people, are all girls, how can they manage it.

Usually, it's just thanks to the good temper of the classmates, no one fights, no one argues. This time, it was clear that everyone thought that this was the last art festival in high school, and they wanted to come as they wished.

……

In the end, nothing came of it until the end of the recess.

The class leader could only turn to the head teacher Huang Yanqiu for help, and then Huang Yanqiu 'arbitrarily' decided on the performance program of the art festival - the chorus.

Obviously, after the class leader announced the class teacher's decision, the whole class was in a mood called 'mourning'.

It wasn't that no one protested – a dozen boys rushed into the office and complained about their displeasure with the head teacher in a 'peasant uprising' gesture.

But in the end, he was trained to run away.

And Huang Yanqiu used the theory of "if you don't participate, you don't have a sense of class honor", and said that everyone can only obediently choose choral tunes.

……

No matter what Ling Yan thought, he never thought that he would be forced to participate in group activities in the third year of high school. He had no interest in any of that.

……

……

Recently, Rong Zhe has been boring, and every day he is either in class or doing homework, and he is practicing some chorus. He really stood in the queue and didn't even bother to open his mouth.

In the past, when he was bored, he always sneaked out with Ling Yan directly, but now Ling Yan obediently sits in the classroom every day.

If he wanted to let Rong Zhe skip class and go out to play alone, he was still quite afraid, and Ling Yan seemed to be his confidence.

On this day, Rong Zhe instigated Ling Yan to take a class with him, and unsurprisingly, Ling Yan not only refused but also kicked him.

"Okay." Rong Zhe shrugged helplessly, and decided to try to skip school on his own one at a time. He swore in his heart: Just skip school again, and in the future, he will learn from Brother Ling to study hard and make progress every day.

……

Rong Zhe chose half past five in the afternoon, which was the time for everyone to go to the cafeteria for dinner, and it was chaotic and easy to slip out.

5:40 p.m. –

Today, Chemistry Lao Yi is delaying again, so it is a little later than expected.

The sun in November is no longer so exciting, and now the sun still has a little afterglow, shining faintly on people.

Rong Zhe stole to the shortest part of the school wall. When they were still in their first year of high school, they cut off a piece of the barbed wire fence that the school used to prevent them from overturning.

This place is located next to the commissary, but because the commissary leans against a low laboratory building, the angle is relatively off.

So as long as you don't look closely, no one will notice that there are more people here.

But that girl looked closely!

When Liu Xin saw Rong Zhe, Rong Zhe had already climbed to a height of half a meter above the ground.

"Tolerance? Are you going to go over the wall? ”

Rong Zhe saw Liu Xin walking towards him, so anxious that he hurriedly shouted: "Don't come here, don't come over!" Aren't you going to lure people over? ”

Sure enough, Liu Xin's movement towards the wall attracted the student union members who were guarding the commissary to look at the wall as well.

Rong Zhe frowned and pushed down his back molars, then jumped neatly off the wall. Looking at the two people who came over with the name of the student union, I was worried.

Just when Rong Zhe was about to be questioned by the student union, Liu Xin, who had been staring at Rong Zhe, spoke: "You guys go back to duty, I know this person, don't worry about him." ”

……

"Huh?" Rong Zhe looked at the people of the student union who were sent away by Liu Xin in confusion.

"I'm the president of the student council." Liu Xin saw Rong Zhe's doubts.

"You're a sophomore in high school?" Rong Zhe asked.

"No, I'm the previous president, but they all know me."

"Oh,—— thanks." Rong Zhe lowered his head and thanked him, then turned around and walked towards the teaching building.

Now it was noticed by the student council, and although I was exempted from being named, I couldn't get out of here at this time. Rong Zhe thought as he walked, ignoring the people who were still watching him from behind.

……

Liu Xin: She has known that there is such a person as Rong Zhe since she was in high school.

She was so timid and introverted that she would later become the president of the student council in a way she could never have imagined.

One day, she woke up late, and by the time she arrived at school, it was already in her first class. She was so afraid of being noticed by the whole class and the teacher, she lingered at the door of the class and didn't dare to go in.

She wanted to wait until class was over before entering the classroom, so she sat at the top of the stairs and waited. Later, she met Ling Yan and Rong Zhe, who were also late, and they seemed to be very natural, as if they were used to coming to class at such a time.

She dodged Ling Yan and Rong Zhe's gaze, but Rong Zhe seemed to be very interested in her actions. Rong Zhe squatted down and asked her, "What are you doing?" ”

She replied truthfully, "I don't dare to go in." ”

"Hey." Rong Zhe smiled and continued: "Come in, why don't you dare." ”

Rong Zhe pulled her up, and then pushed her to the door of her class: "Come on, come on, I'll watch you come in, if your teacher dares not let you in, I'll help you scold him." As if she didn't dare to go in, Rong Zhe took out a lollipop from the pocket of her school uniform and stuffed it into her hand, and shouted for her, "Report!" ”。

Fortunately, the teacher in the class did not embarrass her. But as she sat down in her seat, the voice of the dean of education came from outside the door.

"Rong Zhe, it's you kid who is late again!"

"You dissipate your breath......" voice ran away.

She forgot that there was a teacher patrolling the corridor, and if she hadn't entered the classroom just now, she would have been the one who was being scolded now. The lollipop in her palm became warm as she held it.

……

……

"He probably doesn't remember." Liu Xin looked at Rong Zhe, who was walking farther and farther, and muttered quietly.