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This book is so new, Wen Wangzhou didn't expect to see the mark on it.
After this, he read a few pages back.
Occasionally, you will see a small red check mark.
Gradually, Wen Wangzhou discovered that the poems marked with the little red check mark all have one characteristic.
Will be the top of the mountain, and look at the mountains and small mountains.
?Raise your head to the northwest floating clouds, relying on the sky for thousands of miles to have a long sword.
?The yellow sand wears the golden armor in a hundred battles, and it will never return until it breaks Loulan
All are ambitious and heroic poems.
Wen Wangzhou was suddenly curious as to who the owner of this poem was.
He opened the front cover of the book, and on the title page, Wen Wangzhou saw a name.
He Yihan.
This is He Yihan's book.
It seemshis tablemate has a side that he couldn't imagine.
He raised his eyes to look at He Yihan, and coincidentally, He Yihan also suddenly raised his eyes to look at him.
Wen Wangzhou was caught straight, and the eyes of the two suddenly collided in the air for three seconds.
He Yihan suddenly asked: "Why are you looking at me all of a sudden?"
Wen Wangzhou's knuckle fingers closed the book in his hand, "Then why do you want to look at me?"
His voice was deep, without any provocative meaning, as if he was stating a fact.
The air next to her was suddenly very quiet. Aren't these two people really flirting?
God, you look at me, I look at yours.
Why don't we come out of this room and let the two of you enjoy your love life.
Recently, the scandal between He Yihan and Wen Wangzhou has been raging. When Wen Wangzhou appeared at the gate of the Poetry Appreciation Club, many people had already confirmed the relationship between the two in their hearts.
Now they are looking at each other in mid-air and flirting again.
Well, sure enough, the things are not groundless, they are all well-founded.
Thinking of this, everyone was completely quiet, for fear of disturbing these two people, wishing they could blend into the air and disappear.
He Yihan didn't notice the expressions of the others, she stretched out her finger, and gently pointed at the wall clock on the wall.
"Half an hour is up, you can leave. I saw you to remind you of this."
Wen Wangzhou smiled softly, the boy's black hair swaying slightly in the air, his eyes seemed to reflect the setting sun outside the window clearly.
"I also want to tell you, since half an hour is up, see you here next week."
"goodbye."
He Yihan turned a page of the book in his hand, she leaned against the window frame, lowered her eyes and began to read again.
Wen Wangzhou put the book in his hand back on the pile of books on the podium, and then left the classroom with his schoolbag.
When he left, He Yihan didn't even lift his head, as if he was really immersed in the ocean of poetry.
The news that He Yihan and Wen Wangzhou were in the same society quickly spread among those gossiping people.
However, the person concerned never responded again, and the matter faded away little by little.
In the second week, Wen Wangzhou deliberately picked a day that was different from the last time.
Last week, he came to the club on Wednesday.
Met He Yihan.
This week, Wen Wangzhou chose Tuesday.
When entering the classroom, there was already a figure sitting on the windowsill.
Hearing the sound of Wen Wangzhou coming in, He Yihan raised his eyes, and seeing that it was Wen Wangzhou, she lowered her head again without saying anything.
Wen Wangzhou suddenly thought of the rules that He Yihan said softly on the first day he came here.
If you want to discuss, please digest it yourself and don't disturb others.
In fact, this society is also very good.
In Wen Wangzhou's mind, such an idea suddenly popped up.
At least in this community, it is quiet enough that no one wants to socialize.
He came to the podium and picked up the book he had read a few pages last time.
I found a seat at random, and after sitting down, I looked at it seriously.
Half an hour later, Wen Wangzhou put the book behind the podium, got up and left.
He Yihan's eyes were a little sour, and when he raised his hand to rub his eyes, he saw the back of Wen Wangzhou leaving.
In a pure white shirt, you can faintly see his excellenceBetween the broken hair and the collar, there is a white and clean neck.
Both are white shirts
He Yihan cast a disgusted look at Hu Nong, who was sleeping next to him with a poem in his hand.
Why do people wear clothes that look like clothes hangers, while Hu Nong wears clothes that look like barbecue grills, with only meat full of them visible.
Fortunately, Hu Nong was immersed in his sleep and didn't know He Yihan's thoughts at all-
Wen Wangzhou took out the keys, and when he opened the door, he saw his mother sitting on the sofa, wearing a light yellow sweater, a camel floral skirt, and her long hair casually coiled behind her head.
Wen Wangzhou's fairness followed his mother's.
He actually prefers dark skin, which he always thinks is more masculine.
However, it is not tanned at all. I tried it when I was in junior high school, and my skin would only turn red and peel off, but it would not turn black.
When Wen Wangzhou passed by his mother, Fu Yue looked up at his tall son and asked with a smile.
"How was school life today?"
"very good."
Wen Wangzhou replied.
Before his eyes, the girl sitting on the window sill suddenly flashed.
"I seem to be starting to like this school."
It has been a long time since Wen Wangzhou had such feelings.
Because he knows that he will never stay in one school for too long.
My mother was always moving, saying it was for inspiration.
But this time, Wen Wangzhou thought.
just in case.
just in case.
Anyway, they are already in the third year of high school.
What if he will stay in this school until the college entrance examination in this year?
Fu Yue smiled, but the worry in her eyes slowly surfaced.
"Well then, Wangzhou, enjoy your high school, it's your last year."
Wen Wangzhou nodded and walked straight into the room.
After Wen Wangzhou left, Fu Yue glanced at the manuscript in his hand.
The tip of her pen was hanging on the paper, and she didn't write down the pen for a long time.
Finally, before the tip of the pen fell, a tear fell.
Fu Yue bit her lips tightly, not letting the sobs come out, and slowly caressed her eyes with her white and slender fingers.
And all of this, Wen Wangzhou in the room did not hear it-
Wen Wangzhou originally thought that the purpose of He Yihan's establishment of this Poetry Appreciation Club was to be perfunctory and become the club with the least activity time in the whole school.
But gradually, Wen Wangzhou discovered.
Every day after He Yihan's class, she would go to the club to read.
Never once, go home first after class.
On this day, when He Yihan left the classroom first, Wen Wangzhou discovered the notebook that He Yihan had left on the desk.
Except for this book, there is nothing in the desk.
His eyes gradually retracted, he picked up his schoolbag and walked out.
As soon as he reached the door of the class, Wen Wangzhou suddenly stopped, turned around and walked back.
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