Jiang Yuncheng never thought that after returning from rebirth, the first real intersection with Xiao Chuyu would happen in this kind of scene.

Eh, or rather, Jiang Yuncheng never imagined that Xiao Chuyu, the iceberg beauty who is usually so beautiful that people dare not approach, would actually do this kind of behavior that is seriously inconsistent with her personality when there is no one in private?

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiang Yuncheng was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Seeing Jiang Yuncheng standing alone at the door of the dance studio and not leaving, Xiao Chuyu was directly anxious, and his beautiful little face was as big as an overripe eggplant, red and purple.

She hurriedly stood up, angrily pointed at Jiang Yuncheng and shouted:

"You, why don't you leave? What are you doing standing there?! ”

"If you don't leave, I'm going to call someone! Voyeurism! Dead perverted! ”

It could be seen that Xiao Chuyu was really in a hurry, his shouting was broken, and he directly picked up the dancing shoes on the ground in a hurry and threw them in the direction of the door, wishing that he would smoke Jiang Yuncheng to death directly, no, as if he was stoned to death.

However, because the area of the dance studio is still very large, Xiao Chuyu's slender and weak body really does not have enough strength to throw the dance shoes in her hand from the innermost side of the classroom to the door.

"No, classmate Xiao Chuyu, can you calm down first?"

Jiang Yuncheng tried his best to keep himself from laughing, and pretended to be serious and said:

"Lao Peng asked me to come to you, you know her temper, right?"

"She's so angry when she learns that you went back to school but didn't go to her class, I think you'd better go back to class with me, right?"

Hearing this, especially after learning that the head teacher Peng Hui was angry, the girl with an angry face gradually calmed down.

"She, what does she care about me........."

Xiao Chuyu bowed his head slightly, frowned, and muttered:

"I came here to borrow it, and she didn't want my ......... before"

Jiang Yuncheng smiled and said:

"Alas, it seems that you still don't understand Peng Hui's virtues."

"Why does she care about students? She just thinks that if you come to school but don't go to her class, you won't give her face, and you won't take her as a class teacher in your eyes, and she will naturally be unhappy. ”

"But ........"

Xiao Chuyu opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

"But I'm an art candidate, the training class didn't start today, what's wrong with me taking some time to come to the school's dance studio to practice.........

Xiao Chuyu's words were full of grievances, Jiang Yuncheng shrugged helplessly and said:

"Even if you have 10,000 truths, it's useless to tell me."

As he spoke, Jiang Yuncheng raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist.

"If I don't go back, I'm afraid this class will be over, and when the time comes, I'm afraid the consequences will be even more serious."

The girl was silent for a few seconds, and then said very unwillingly:

"I know, you go back first, I'll be there soon."

Kang Yun Seung said:

"Don't, I was also ordered to come to you, and when the time comes, I will go back alone, and I will not be scolded by the old woman."

Saying that, Jiang Yuncheng took a few steps forward and walked in front of the dancing shoes thrown by Xiao Chuyu, and was about to bend down and pick up the dancing shoes and return them to Xiao Chuyu, but he only heard Xiao Chuyu on the other side suddenly shout:

"You, what are you going to do?!"

Jiang Yuncheng raised his head, looking inexplicable.

"Well, I'll pay you back."

"Don't, don't touch!"

Xiao Chuyu ran over with a flushed face, like a kitten guarding food, at lightning speed, picked up the dancing shoes from the ground, put them in her arms, and then returned to the corner of the classroom where she was just now, took out a small satin bag from the schoolbag road, and took out a pair of sneakers from it.

The girl sat on the ground, and was about to take off the other dancing shoe on the white silk foot, and then change into sneakers, when she suddenly raised her head and glared at Jiang Yuncheng.

"What are you doing? Turn around! ”

Kang Yun-seung felt very strange.

"You're just changing your shoes, not your clothes, so why do I have to turn around?"

Xiao Chuyu was anxious and shouted:

"I won't show you! It's time to turn around! ”

Jiang Yuncheng thought about it, and said with a suddenly realized expression:

"Oh, you're afraid I'll smell it, aren't you? Hi yes ~ rest assured ~ I understand, people who dance a lot, I won't hate your feet smelly........ Ouch! ”

Before Jiang Yuncheng could finish speaking, Xiao Chuyu, who was angry, rushed up and punched Jiang Yuncheng in the chest.

"Your name is Jiang Yuncheng, right?!"

Xiao Chuyu glared at Jiang Yuncheng murderously, gritted his teeth and said:

"First, you didn't see anything today, and when you get out of this door, you have to forget! Don't mention it to anyone! ”

"Second, me! Foot! No! Stinking! ”

"Well, but you just said it yourself........"

"That's not the same !!"

Xiao Chuyu was so anxious that she was about to jump to her feet, and shouted:

"I'm talking about smelly shoes! It's not foot smell! ”

"It's because I've been too busy lately to wash these shoes, it's not my feet!"

"My feet don't stink at all!"

Looking at the cold beauty who rejects people thousands of miles away on weekdays, and at the moment she looks as angry and corrupt as a naïve little girl, Jiang Yuncheng can't help but be a little playful, he really wants to tease this iceberg beauty, so he tilted his head and said with a serious look of thought:

"Uh....... But........ Does this logically make sense? ”

"You think, if your feet don't stink, how can your shoes stink?"

"I don't believe it anyway, unless you give me a sniff."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Chuyu was stunned, and stared at Jiang Yuncheng with a pair of beautiful big eyes in surprise.

"You, you, you're sick!!"

"You're not going to be a pervert, are you?!"

Jiang Yuncheng couldn't hold back his laughter, and hurriedly said:

"Okay, okay, no kidding, you hurry up and change your shoes, go back, I won't look at it."

With that, Jiang Yuncheng turned around and said I'm waiting for you outside the classroom.

"Huh, pervert!"

After Jiang Yuncheng left, Xiao Chuyu blushed, sat cross-legged on the ground, took off the soft-soled pointe shoes on the other white silk foot, and changed into the sneakers he took out of the bag, although he was wearing a dance tights and white pantyhose, but because of the relationship between the bat shirt and trousers on the outside, there was no need to change clothes, after changing the shoes, putting on the school uniform jacket, Xiao Chuyu closed the door with Jiang Yuncheng and left the dance studio.

On the way from the complex building to the teaching building, the two didn't talk much, and they didn't even walk side by side, Jiang Yuncheng walked in front, and Xiao Chuyu followed behind.

Speaking of which, this is still the time that Xiao Chuyu transferred to Class 28 in his sophomore year of high school and became the same table with Jiang Yuncheng, the two of them talked the most, even more than the whole year of high school combined.

In the past, although Xiao Chuyu and Jiang Yuncheng were at the same table, at that time, she spent most of her time in dance training classes outside, and the time spent in cultural classes in the school in the past week was less than half of that of ordinary students.

Xiao Chuyu doesn't like to talk, and Jiang Yuncheng is also an introverted stuffy can, so at that time, the only communication between the two was basically:

"I'm going out, please give way."

This is still based on the fact that the group of the two is lined up against the wall, and like most classes, the seats of the students will be changed once a week, in the order of front and back, left and right, and there are eight rows and four groups in the classroom, and the two groups on the side are against the wall, and whenever the people inside the table want to go out, the students on the outside have to get up and give way.

This was also the only opportunity for Jiang Yuncheng and Xiao Chuyu to communicate before, and in addition, most of the time, Jiang Yuncheng sat alone.

To be honest, Jiang Yuncheng feels that Xiao Chuyu is a little strange today, on weekdays, although she is wearing a school uniform, but, judging from the bag Xiao Chuyu carries and the shoes she wears, even if her family conditions are not rich, she will not lack food and clothing, but just now Jiang Yuncheng noticed that the pair of dancing shoes is actually almost time to change, not to mention that the appearance is almost pulped, not to mention, the part of the sole, and some edges of the insoles have begun to show signs of falling off.

It's no wonder that a pair of dancing shoes has been worn for so long, and it doesn't smell.

This kind of dancing shoes is generally not expensive, why does Xiao Chuyu wear it to this point, or not change it?

Although he had doubts in his heart, Jiang Yuncheng didn't ask, after all, he and Xiao Chuyu were not familiar with each other.

The two returned to the door of class 28, Jiang Yuncheng knocked on the door and shouted:

"Report!"

Peng Hui, who was lecturing on the podium with a voice like rotten wood rubbing, saw the two people at the door of the classroom, and her wrinkled old face collapsed instantly.

"Let you go to the complex to find someone, you're going on a tour, right?!"

Jiang Yuncheng smiled and said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Peng, I took a toilet with me on the way."

Seeing that Jiang Yuncheng did not bow his head and admit his mistakes, and dared to make excuses for himself, Peng Hui immediately became angry, raised his voice and scolded:

"Going to the toilet?! I think you're afraid you've fallen into a manure pit, right?! ”

"You're a senior in high school, your grades are so poor, and you don't have a sense of urgency, I really admire you."

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused a burst of laughter from the classmates.

After scolding Jiang Yuncheng, the little eyes behind Peng Hui's crescent glasses stared at Xiao Chuyu beside Jiang Yuncheng fiercely, and laughed weirdly:

"Yo, this art study is different, the shelf is so big, I have to find someone to invite you back in a sedan chair in class, right?"

"Teacher Peng, I, I'm just ........."

Xiao Chuyu just wanted to say something to justify her behavior, but Peng Hui didn't give her a chance to speak, but raised her voice and asked the students under the podium:

"Who has a mirror?"

The students in the audience were stunned when they heard this, and they looked at each other one by one, not knowing what Peng Hui wanted to do.

With Peng Hui's current appearance, even if any girl has a vanity mirror or something, she will not dare to stand up and say that I have it.

Peng Hui looked around, took out a small vanity mirror from the satchel on the podium, opened the mirror, stepped on the high heels on his feet, and walked in front of Xiao Chuyu step by step.

"Look in the mirror yourself, big beauty."

Peng Hui had a cold old face and handed the mirror to Xiao Chuyu.

"Look at your appearance, do you look a little bit like a student at Dancheng No. 1 Middle School?"

"Have you ever seen a girl in a middle school who wears makeup at school?!"

"Or do you think you're special? Think you're different from everyone else, and you're the most beautiful girl in the school? Just what you look like? ”

Hearing Peng Hui say this, Jiang Yuncheng used the corner of his eye to take a closer look at Xiao Chuyu's face beside him, indeed, it seemed that he had painted some light makeup and put on a loss of lipstick.

Xiao Chuyu was originally a student who came to No. 1 Middle School to study, but in the face of the scolding of the head teacher Peng Hui, he could only lower his head, dare not talk back, and endured it silently.

"I'll tell you, Xiao Chuyu."

Peng Hui's tone became more and more intense, and she scolded Xiao Chuyu:

"No. 1 Middle School is a place to cultivate talents, not for you to walk the catwalk!"

"Everyone in our No. 1 Middle School, who is a little self-motivated, is studying hard and preparing for the college entrance examination, just you, dressed up all day long, treating the school class as your own backyard, come when you want, leave when you want, what's wrong? Are you counting on being noticed by a rich second generation, so that you can get closer? ”

As soon as these words came out, the other students in the class began to whisper to each other.

Hearing this, Xiao Chuyu finally couldn't help it, raised her red eyes, and shouted at Peng Hui:

"Teacher Peng, I didn't!"

"Oh, I wronged you, didn't I?"

Peng Hui sneered.

"Xiao Chuyu, I don't know if you have a little bit of the most basic gratitude of people?"

"When your mother sent you to No. 1 Middle School to borrow, which of the teachers in the other classes was willing to take you in?"

"I kindly accepted you, and as a result, this is your attitude towards me?"

When it came to this, Xiao Chuyu felt uncomfortable in his heart, and finally didn't dare to talk back.

"Since you don't want to go to class, you two, just stand outside."

After that, Peng Hui said to Liu Wenhao, the squad leader under the podium:

"Squad leader, after class later, let the two of them move their seats to the last row, and when they change seats every week in the future, the positions of the two of them will not move."

"Okay, let's move on to the lesson, we just talked about how the power of α is equal to ......... β the power ratio."

In the classroom, the class continued, and the sound of reading aloud was heard from time to time.

Outside the door of the classroom, Xiao Chuyu and Jiang Yuncheng leaned against the corner, Xiao Chuyu lowered his head, kept reaching out to wipe the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, his chest rose and fell, and he kept sobbing slightly.

But Jiang Yuncheng was indifferent, he even raised his head, closed his eyes, and took the initiative to feel the breeze blowing on his face this October afternoon, blowing the feeling of short hair on his forehead, while listening to the birdsong among the ginkgo trees outside, while breathing in this long-lost fresh air.

"Whew........ Comfortable! ”

Xiao Chuyu, who was wiping tears sadly, was stunned when he heard this, raised his teary eyes, and looked at Jiang Yuncheng with a stunned and puzzled expression.

How can there be such a thick-skinned boy in this world?

Jiang Yuncheng saw Xiao Chuyu's beautiful face crying like a cat, put his hand in his pocket, took out a pack of tissues that were still half left, and handed it to Xiao Chuyu.

Xiao Chuyu was stunned for a few seconds, silently took Jiang Yuncheng's tissue, lowered his head and wiped his tears.

"Peng Hui, this dog woman, is like this."

Jiang Yuncheng suddenly said:

"It's useless for you to reason with her, the best way to want her to respect you is to slap her in the face."

Xiao Chuyu didn't understand what it meant to slap Peng Hui's face for a while, and thought that Jiang Yuncheng was just talking angry, wiped his tears, calmed his breathing, and whispered to Jiang Yuncheng:

"I'm sorry."

"I'm the one who bothered you."

The orange warm sun shines through the ginkgo biloba next to the teaching building, sprinkling on the two of them, sending a trace of warmth to the sad girl, the beautiful ginkgo leaves, and the hair of the two of them, rustled by the breeze, covering the girl's crying and heartbeat.