"Okay, okay, let me say it! I said it's not enough! So, that game hall held a shooting competition, and the first prize was a limited edition Hulk figure, the kind that money can't buy, so I I just want to... hehe... "
"You like Hulk?"
"It's not me, it's Ling Xuan. He likes to collect Avengers figures. I want to win them back and give them to him."
"So, you want me to help you shoot hoops to win prizes for Ling Xuan?"
"Can you?" Jiang Han's eyes lit up.
"No."
"..."
Jiang Fuyue walked all the way, Jiang Han chased all the way, reached the corner, turned down to the stairs, but Jiang Fuyue stopped suddenly.
As if seeing hope, Jiang Han chased after him, panting but smiling brightly: "Sister Yue, I knew you—"
Halfway through speaking, he stopped abruptly.
At the end of the stairs, the girl with long hair and shawl was half leaning on the boy's chest, talking shyly. From Jiang Han's angle, she could just see her crimson neck, which seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge.
The boy lowered his head slightly, holding the girl's thin shoulders with both hands, with gentle eyes.
Jiang Han pursed his lips, a faint sense of loss appeared in his eyes, and the smile that was about to burst out gradually faded away, and finally disappeared.
"Now you still want to give him a figure?" Jiang Fuyue snorted lightly and walked down the stairs.
The sound of footsteps followed startled the two people who were hugging each other, the girl hurriedly raised her head like a frightened bird, Ling Xuan also took advantage of the situation to look over, the moment her eyes touched Jiang Fuyue, she was immediately subtle.
But Jiang Fuyue, who disturbed the pair of mandarin ducks, didn't look sideways, and walked straight past the two of them.
Jiang Han came to his senses, chased after him, and when he passed Ling Xuan, the stuffy feeling gradually disappeared.
The two came and went in a hurry, and soon disappeared.
Ling Xuan and Lin Yao were left standing there, maintaining an "intimate posture", speechless for a long while.
"... Are you standing still?" the boy said lightly.
"Stand, stand still." Lin Yao supported the wall with one hand, and managed to stabilize her center of gravity, but her frowning still inadvertently revealed a trace of pain.
"Yeah." Ling Xuan stopped and took half a step back, "I've already called Uncle Lin, the driver should be here by now, I'll go down and have a look, you wait here."
After speaking, he made a gesture to leave.
"Brother Xuan!"
Ling Xuan's feet froze.
Lin Yao looked at his clear and unruly back, her eyes flickered slightly: "Thank you for taking me to the infirmary, what I said just now... are all true words, you also feel that way about me, don't you?"
"... Tomorrow I will help you ask for leave from school and have a good rest." After speaking, he strode away.
Disappointment flashed in Lin Yao's eyes, and there was a hint of... doubt.
It was obviously not like this before, even before they were interrupted just now, the atmosphere between the two was still very good, and Lin Yao was even 100% sure that Ling Xuan would accept her confession.
Can…
Why did it change in the blink of an eye
Ling Xuan's eyes, attitude...
Thanks to this scene, Jiang Han finally gave up the idea of pulling her to participate in the shooting competition.
Of course, Jiang Fuyue would not agree.
During the day on Saturday, she spends time at the pancake stand, mainly responsible for collecting money.
Little brother Jiang is about to take the junior high school exam. Recently, he has been staying at home to read books and do the questions, concentrating on preparing for the exam.
At the same time, Ling Xuan, who was practicing the piano in the room, played wrong notes one after another, and he buckled the piano cover a little annoyed.
"Master, Madam ordered you to visit Miss Lin at Lin's house today. The presents are ready to be put in the trunk. When do you think we're leaving?"
"No."
"But… "
"I said no, go, don't you understand?"
The servant's scalp was numb: "Then if Madam asks..."
"I'll explain it to her."
…
And Yi Ci is currently sitting in a well-decorated modeling studio, looking left and right in the mirror, looking at him in various ways.
"Are you ready? Why are you so slow?"
"Yi Shao, you have dyed your hair before, so you should know that it takes a lot of time. Fortunately, dyeing back to black this time is much less troublesome than dyeing seven colors last time, and it will be ready soon."
"Then what... you can give me a cool haircut later."
Well!
"What kind of cool method?"
Yi Ci thought for a while, "It's the kind that can please people."
"The elders like it?"
"..."
Seeing his speechless look, the stylist had a flash of inspiration: "Understood, please girls."
Yi Ci raised his chin in the mirror.
He actually said that his hair is ugly, hum!
Wait, go to school on Monday, Shuaiya is bloody!
…
Zhong Ziang slept until he was exposed to the sun, and was called up by Mama Liu to have lunch.
"... don't make noise, let me sleep for a while... just for a while..."
"Young master, sir is already waiting for you in the dining room."
"!" Zhong Ziang sat up in shock.
Five minutes later, the dining room.
Adhering to the rule of "don't talk about food", Zhong Ziang just lowered his head and planed the rice.
Sitting opposite Xie Dingyuan, he was not in a hurry, and even the posture of holding the chopsticks was dignified.
Zhong Ziang was dumbfounded for a moment.
Until the end of the meal, his eyes were still glued to Xie Dingyuan's body and he couldn't get them off.
Thinking of those crazy scenes in the imperial capital where the famous ladies flocked to their old uncles and paid attention to them, Zhong Ziang looked more and more intently, as if he wanted to see a flower.
Xie Dingyuan couldn't bear it anymore, it has been almost half an hour since the meal.
"What the hell are you trying to do?"
"... Uncle, I want to ask you something."
"explain."
"Which type of boy would a fierce and fierce girl like?"
"?"
Zhong Ziang shrank his neck: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Xie Dingyuan thought of the peach blossom debts he incurred in the imperial capital, he couldn't help but frowned, and his eyes suddenly turned cold: "Who are you looking at?"
Zhong Ziang didn't hear the coldness in his words, his mind was full of the scene of Jiang Fuyue sweating and shooting, that small waist, those long legs...
Simply!
A smile that he didn't even notice slowly crept up from the corner of his mouth: "That's all... the one who beat me up last time."
Xie Dingyuan: "?"
"Uncle, I want to chase her!"
"?" Are you out of your mind
Zhong Ziang stood up abruptly, "I'm going out to buy new clothes, that kind of fierce girl probably likes a gentle scum like you, shirt and trousers, leather shoes and tie, and by the way, a pair of plain clothes with gold silk trim Mirror, perfect!"
After speaking, he rushed upstairs like the wind, changed his clothes and rushed down again, and left.
Xie Dingyuan was sitting on the sofa, rubbing his chin with one hand, his eyes were deep.
He's such a... gentle scum
Ah!
…
This Saturday, the students were relaxing, but the teachers were still working overtime.
"Old Xu, how much is left in your math group?"
"Four stacks."
"Okay, it's fast enough! Every time it's time to correct papers, I always think why I am not a math teacher? Otherwise, I can do physics and chemistry, but I am a Chinese teacher. I am dizzy after reading each composition... "
"Language, it's normal..." Xu Jing looked at the time, "It's almost twelve o'clock, let's have lunch first. Lao Meng, let's go."
"Wait, don't make noise." Meng Zhijian didn't lift his head, and drew the red strokes quickly.
Xu Jing walked over, "What are you doing? You are so focused..."
Before he finished speaking, Meng Zhijian stood up with a swipe, his expression excited, his eyes shining: "Come out!"
"What came out?"
"Score! The first full score in science and technology in history!"