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The next day, Qing Wei went out to class with a few books in her arms, saying goodbye to her parents.
A nose pierced her pants several times, Qingwei bent down and touched the guardian's head: "Sorry, I forgot about you."
"Guardian, goodbye."
The door closed slowly, and the guardian sat at the door wagging his tail and watched Qingwei leave, sending out a reluctant "hmmmm"
Qing Wei turned around and saw a boy with an earphone coming down from upstairs.
The young man also saw Qingwei who was surprised, and didn't care about Qingwei's concealment: "Morning, the lime you gave yesterday is very good."
Qingwei caught a glimpse of the young man holding a gradient green cup in his hand.
A few slices of lime floated and sank in the glass.
Qingwei never expected the slap in the face to come so quickly, and nodded in embarrassment, "Good morning."
Getting closer to the school
Qingwei's heart was beating wildly, at this moment she wished that everything was just going along the way.
She was also a newcomer, and now she is walking with a stranger. Although he looks non-aggressive, Qingwei is always afraid of being followed.
He already knew her home.
Now if I know her class again
And yesterday, she fooled him
Qing did not pee.
When Qing Wei came out, the boy listening to the song had disappeared.
The second and third classes of high school.
Qingwei and many other students who came early took out their books for morning reading.
The progress of the schools on both sides is different, and she cannot fall behind.
The morning light slowly appeared, pouring a layer of soft light on everything on the campus, hazy the years of youth.
The street lamp quietly looked down at the passing crowd and listened to the secrets in the wind, and the sound of reading was floating in the air.
Passers-by hurried into the classroom, and several air bubbles in the "cuckoo" water dispenser rolled and burst.
Creeper covers the entire year-round wall, exposing several windows.
A conversation came through the office window.
"This is the book for my class. Remember the name and buy it yourself. For other subjects, you can ask your classmates more."
"Okay, thank you teacher."
"No thanks, this is what I should do. This semester, a student was transferred to the class, and there happened to be a vacant seat, so you can take care of each other. Study hard."
The young man followed the middle-aged man in a regular manner, and the sound of his footsteps was drowned in the noisy morning reading.
The school bell rang, and the school was quiet for a few seconds. Suddenly, it exploded, and there were doors opening, running footsteps, and laughter everywhere
"Papa papa!" A middle-aged man walked into Class 2 and Class 3 of high school and raised his glasses. "Students, stop and waste a minute or two."
"This is a new student in our class."
The whole class held back their feet, stretched their necks and kept looking at the door.
A pair of well-proportioned long legs stepped into the classroom, and a tall, thin, white and clean boy walked up to the podium from the door of the classroom, nodding downward with a smile.
That smile is like a son of Zhilan Yushu in the hometown of flying flowers at dusk looking back and smiling in the warm wind. It is not amazing but it is better than flowers blooming slowly.
Seems to make everyone think he's looking at himself.
Immediately, there was a gasp from below, and many girls raised their books to cover their faces, and then quietly blushed and peeked at them.
"Wow, so handsome, just like Mr. Pianpian from an ancient song, exquisite and elegant."
"Bad is what a heart attack feels like."
"Are all the transfer students this year so handsome?"
"Wow, I'm falling in love."
"You women are superficial."
"Who is not superficial? Don't you also like lordosis and kyphosis?"
"It can be seen from a distance but not played with."
The boy turned a deaf ear and methodically took out the chalk and wrote two words smoothly on the clean blackboard - Ning Yang.
Qingwei was quite used to his beauty crit, so he looked upright, and his eyes fell on the green lemonade in Ning Yang's hand.
She hasn't eaten any limes yet, so pickle the limes after school.
The middle-aged man waited for a few seconds, Ning Yang did not introduce himself again, but turned slightly to his side and lowered his head to ask him: "Teacher, I have finished the introduction."
There are still many people waiting to go to the toilet.
The middle-aged man pointed casually: "You go and sit there. The rest of the get out of class is over."
A swarm of bees rushed out of the classroom.
After seeing it, Qing Wei immediately collected the books from the empty table, took out the paper and hurriedly wiped the table.
Ning Yang walked up to Qingwei, took out a tissue and together with Qingwei wiped the table and chairs clean.
Ning Yang sat down and stuffed his schoolbag into the drawer: "Hello, my name is Ning Yang, on the 26th floor."
"Qingwei, you can ask them if there is anything you don't understand." Qingwei's gaze drifted back.
What's going on, it's at her house?
A gentle boy wearing glasses cherishes words like gold: "Hang Han."
Another girl is much more cheerful: "My name is Jian Ning, and I'm Qingwei's good friend. You don't have to be polite, just ask us if you don't understand anything."
Two people are good friends, and people often compare them unconsciously.
Qing Wei is fresh, elegant and lively, while Jian Ning is as beautiful as a raging fire, strong and aggressive.
Ning Yang responded with a polite smile: "Then it will be a lot of trouble to everyone."
Jian Ning's eyes sparkled, and she waved her hand: "You're welcome."
Hang Han glanced at Jian Ning, his fingers holding the pen tightened slightly, and all his emotions were hidden behind the resin lens.
Classes will start soon.
The teacher spoke seriously, and Qing Wei listened carefully, taking notes while listening, her curled eyelashes blurred and dazed by the sunlight.
"Next, please turn to page 32, let's take a look at this exercise."
There was a warm and subtle airflow spraying on the side of the face, Qingwei's side face met a pair of eyes that were as hazy as the misty Jiangnan.
Ning Yang retracted his head, sat upright, raised his jaw slightly trying to glance at the books on the front table.
Can't see it.
Two fingers walked quietly under the elbow, and they were caught by a pair of bright and smiling eyes as soon as they reached the edge of the book.
The book was placed between the two of them, and the pink and neat nails tapped the book.
Ning Yang and Qing Wei were far apart at first, but they got together before they knew it.
Qingwei has a habit of stamping the answer a with a pen in the book, and then stamping on the other mechanical pencil.
With a "snap", the refill broke, and the two nibs separated when touched, leaving two crooked pencil marks.
Qingwei has never been so close to the opposite sex before, so she quickly moved away a little without showing any signs of expression, with a serious face, her heart beating drums and gongs in her body.
In the next second, an eraser wiped off the messy handwriting.
"Okay." Ning Yang returned the eraser.
At the back table, Jian Ning chose b, and poked her head to see that Hang Han hurriedly chose c.
The teacher's voice was masked: "Let's take a look at this question, first eliminate option c."
Hang Han: ""
Jian Ning pouted and turned her head to look at her book.
Seeing Jian Ning's unhappy eyes, Hang Han lowered his head even lower. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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