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Chapter 213 He is cold (21)

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    " Whether Jiang Ziyuan's family has a mine or not, the two talked about it for a long time, but she didn't know.

    The last New Year's Day of the senior year of high school came as scheduled, and the school organized it more grandly this time.

    She was recommended by the literary and art committee to recite poetry at the New Year's Day party.

    After repeatedly trying to push it away, she got up every morning and practiced in front of the window.

    At seven o'clock on time, I carried my schoolbag and went downstairs, and went to the community to have breakfast with Jiang Ziyuan, who got off the bus at No. 3406.

    Since Jiang Ziyuan said he would come to see her in the morning, except for holidays, he would come over to have breakfast with her every morning.

    Sometimes we go to a milk tea shop with her to eat fast food, sometimes we eat buns and soy milk from the shop downstairs, sometimes we eat beef noodles and various porridges.

    They have eaten all the breakfast restaurants around.

    Jiang Ziyuan finally understood why girls can¡¯t always treat guests, and paid the bill in advance every time.

    Jiang Zhu feels that he can actually be cultivated.

    ¡°At least in terms of human relationships, Jiang Ziyuan needs to be well cultivated.

    Boys who are indifferent and taciturn are very popular when they are students, but after entering society for the first time, such people are super unflattering, okay?

    I really don¡¯t know how those girls in the school would feel if they knew that she gave Jiang Ziyuan a semester¡¯s pocket money to buy breakfast?

    ¡° I guess we can only say that Jiang Ziyuan is poor and living in poverty.

    ¡°What would their expression be like if they knew that Jiang Ziyuan actually slept in every day and was a computer addict who couldn¡¯t live without electronic products?

    ¡°I guess Jiang Ziyuan¡¯s image will be shattered into pieces.

    After drinking the porridge, Jiang Zhu wiped his mouth with paper, looked at the boy who was still slowly eating the steamed buns, raised his hand to look at the time on his hand, and urged: "Hurry up, it's snowing today, if the bus is late,  , we will be late.¡±

    "If you're late, you're late," Jiang Ziyuan disagreed, "It's not like I've never been late before."

    Jiang Zhu was sharpening his sword: "Do you know what I want to do most now?"

    Jiang Ziyuan blinked.

    Jiang Zhu: ¡°Blow your dog¡¯s head off.¡±

    Jiang Ziyuan thought for a while and asked: "are you willing to do it?"

    "Why are you reluctant," Jiang Zhu curled his lips, "You are the king of lateness, but I am not. I have never been late."

    "You are so old-fashioned," Jiang Ziyuan ate the buns at a slower speed, looked over Jiang Zhu, shook his head and said, "You are not late or leave early, are you still a qualified high school student?"

    Jiang Zhu: "" It looks like he's even worse.

    Jiang Ziyuan stretched out his hand and asked Jiang Zhu to pull a piece of paper to him, then slowly wiped the soup from his mouth, "The buns here are not delicious. Let's try another one tomorrow."

    Jiang Zhu: "" It's hard to say anything, he just wants to beat people up.

    After eating, Jiang Zhu hurriedly hurried, but in the end he missed the bus.

    "It's all your fault!" She turned around and glared at the boy fiercely, "If you hadn't been so nagging, how could I have missed the bus?"

    Jiang Ziyuan walked slowly to her side and said calmly: "There is another car."

    "If he wasn't so good-looking, Jiang Zhu would really want to pull his face and ask him why he was so slow?

    "Slower than girls, more clean than girls, more delicate than girls, what kind of boy is this?"

    Jiang Ziyuan: I¡­¡­¡­¡­

    The two of them walked into the classroom with broken jars under the snowflakes flying all over the sky. The self-study class had already ended.

    The head teacher also called her home and asked her if she was sick and why she was late today.

    The parents of the original owner were worried about the call. Jiang Zhu once again complained that Jiang Ziyuan was a slacker, and then told the class teacher that he missed the station.

    The head teacher didn¡¯t pursue the matter, just asked her to pay attention next time and sent her back to the classroom.

    For the New Year¡¯s Day party, not only a wealth of snacks and fruits were prepared, but the class also prepared many programs.

    In addition to Jiang Zhu¡¯s poetry recitation, there were also Feng Shasha¡¯s classical dance, the literary and art committee member¡¯s solo, other students¡¯ sketches, plays, and various choruses.

    Jiang Zhu¡¯s playing time is in the middle.

    At that time, the classroom was filled with cheers and excitement. She finished reciting the poem leisurely. After bending down to thank her, the class burst into warm applause.

    The girls looked at her with envy, thinking that she was good at studying, beautiful, and had a nice voice, so they couldn't be jealous at all.

    The boys whispered to each other, feeling that Feng Shasha¡¯s class beauty was not worthy of her name, while Jiang Zhu was the real class beauty, and even an ordinary school uniform would look good.It brings out a different kind of sophistication.

    Feng Shasha was so angry that her lungs were about to explode as she listened to their discussions, all of which were denying herself.

    After Jiang Zhu came off the stage, he rushed forward and danced a graceful and dexterous classical dance.

    Feng Shasha¡¯s dance was so amazing that many students in the class were stunned.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Applause as hard as you can.

    Feng Shasha glanced at Jiang Zhu proudly and cast a provocative look.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? No matter how good Jiang Zhu is at studying or how beautiful he is, so what?  There is always a place where Jiang Zhu can never compare to her.

    Jiang Zhu did not take her provocation seriously. Feng Shasha dances well. This is her advantage and deserves recognition, but there is nothing to envy or envy.

    ¡°As she said herself, everyone always has an advantage that others don¡¯t have, which makes them stand out in the world.

    This is enough.

    At the end of the party, the students in the class thanked their teachers together and sang a song for all the teachers.

    After that, everyone dispersed.

    Jiang Zhu walked out of the classroom with her schoolbag on her back and saw the familiar figure standing at the top of the stairs waiting for her. She walked over quickly and walked behind him as usual.

    Outside the teaching building, from morning to evening, the snowflakes that had fallen all day have not stopped, but spread out a thick white blanket on the ground.

    ??Looking around, it is covered in silver and is as beautiful as a fairy tale.

    Lifting your feet forward, the snowflakes are crowded together, and the sound they make is not pleasant, but the scene is very romantic.

    Jiang Zhu covered his face with a scarf, reached out and grabbed a handful of snow on the ground, and called Jiang Ziyuan.

    The boy turned around slightly, Jiang Zhu walked up to him with his hands behind his back, "Today is the first time in my life that I am late, do you know?"

    Jiang Ziyuan¡¯s expression remained unchanged, ¡°Is it serious that you are late?¡±

    "It's not serious," Jiang Zhu shook his head, "but I'm very angry and want to give you a small punishment."

    Jiang Ziyuan looked into her eyes, a smile flashed across her eyes, "How do you want to punish me?"

    "Come here," Jiang Zhu stretched out his left hand and hooked him.

    Girls wearing furry clothes, under the winter snow, lose the slenderness and softness of summer, but there is an indescribable cuteness.

    Jiang Ziyuan walked towards her unconsciously, lowering his ears slightly, "Say."

    Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhu grabbed his collar, and in the boy's slightly horrified eyes, he put his cold palm on his collarbone.

    "Originally, I planned to make a snowball to make you feel uncomfortable for a while, but then I thought about it. If you have a cold and can't get up tomorrow, who will pay for breakfast?"

    After the biting coldness, there was the warmth and softness. Before Jiang Ziyuan could feel it, the girl had already withdrawn her hand, pushed him gently, and ran towards the school gate without looking back.

    "I'll let you go this time. If you keep trying again next time, I'll stuff snowballs into your clothes. Believe it or not?"

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