Tong Baifeng and the others found that Sister Huai became more and more strange.
They go to school on time every day and don't talk or come out to play. Recently, I asked them if they had any previous textbooks.
Qu Tao touched his head and laughed silly: "Sister Huai, do you think I look like someone with books?"
Bei Huai was speechless and waved his hand: "Forget it, it's no use asking you guys."
She didn't intend to listen to the lecture, but Jiang Wan turned back from time to time, and it was not very good to see her lying on the table sleeping. If she had a book, at least she could pack it.
Bei Huai was thinking about whether to buy a set of second-hand textbooks online after going back in the evening, when he saw the two girls in front of them gathered together and chatting.
Mi Shuyun panicked: "It's over, I forgot my English book at home."
Jiang Wan comforted softly: "It's okay, we can read a book together."
Then, while waiting for the English class, Bei Huai watched the two people in front of them hug each other tightly, sharing a book.
She held back her emotions and lowered her head to stop looking. She was afraid that if she looked at it again, she couldn't help but go up and separate the two.
Read the book, just read the book, why are you so close.
Bei Huai was very upset.
This class was like sitting on pins and needles for her.
As for Mi Shuyun, it was like a light on her back. No matter how slow she was, she could still feel the deep resentment of the person behind her.
The point is, she still doesn't know how she provokes the other party.
After finally getting out of class, Bei Huai poked Jiang Wan's back.
"What's next class?"
Jiang Wan turned around and said, "Math."
"I forgot to bring my math book." Bei Huai said solemnly.
"You..." Jiang Wan glanced at her hesitantly and asked, "Didn't you ever bring it with you?"
Bei Huai: "… "
She persevered: "It's different, I want to study hard in this class."
"Hmm." The girl thought for a while and said seriously: "It doesn't matter if there is no book, the teacher in this class is probably talking about papers."
Bei Huai: "… "
She gritted her teeth: "I don't have any papers either."
"Then..." The girl wanted to speak, but she interrupted directly: "No, nothing."
Jiang Wan blinked, her expression innocent.
"I meant to say, that's fine."
Bei Huai closed his mouth, with a sullen face, walked to Mi Shuyun's side, and said coldly, "Change seats for this class."
"Okay." Mi Shuyun nodded hurriedly, and quickly packed up and left.
Looking at Bei Huai, whose face was still stinky, Jiang Wan was amused and helpless.
"If you want to read a book with me, you can say it directly. Why are you so roundabout." Almost as soon as Bei Huai opened her mouth, she understood what the other party meant.
Just now, it was actually deliberately teasing Bei Huai.
Bei Huai didn't speak, but his eyes were obviously loose.
After the class, Jiang Wan stopped talking and listened intently, occasionally taking notes on the paper with her head down.
Bei Huai tilted his body and propped his chin with his right hand, pretending to be looking at the paper, but the corner of his eye fell on Jiang Wan from beginning to end.
As she got closer, she could even see the tiny fluff on the girl's face and smell the lemon scent on her body.
Sweet, but not greasy at all.
It is said that men are the most handsome when they are serious, and the same goes for girls.
They look really beautiful.
Looking from Beihuai's point of view, the girl is looking down and concentrating on writing, her face is tense, and she taps her chin with the pen from time to time, as if she is thinking about something difficult.
Seriously cute.
She was fascinated by the sight, and the girl looked back coldly, making it too late for her to look back.
The two eyes just met.
Peeking at the captured bag, Bei Huai turned her head away embarrassedly, and touched the earring in embarrassment.
Jiang Wan smiled, got closer, and whispered, "Don't look at me, look at the question."
"Who... Who's looking at you. Self-motivated." Bei Huai was embarrassed and flustered, and her mouth was too hard.
"Really?" The girl smiled, deliberately prolonging the ending.
"Of course." Bei Huai straightened her back, but she was obviously not confident enough.
"Bei Huai, go out if you don't want to listen to the class, don't disturb others!" The teacher on the stage swept his sharp eyes straight down.
He has been following these two people for a long time. Jiang Wan is a child he knows. He has always been serious in class and completed his homework very well. Now that they are deserting, it must be from the Beihuai belt.
"Who allowed you to change seats without permission!"
He remembered clearly that Bei Huai was sitting in the last row alone. Although he didn't want to take care of Beihuai, he had to say it when it came to other students.
Bei Huai frowned and was about to get up, but was taken one step ahead by the girl next to him.
"Teacher, Bei Huai forgot to bring her book, so she changed seats to read a book with me. It happened that she had a math question to ask me, so she just said a few words, and she won't be able to do it next time."
"Just her? Still a problem?" The teacher obviously didn't believe it.
"Why can't you ask?" Jiang Wan asked back.
"As students, shouldn't it be a good thing to ask questions, doesn't the teacher want us to ask questions?"
Being demolished in public, the teacher's face was very ugly, and his sense of Jiang Wan also dropped sharply.
"A class is a class. Can't you ask questions after class? Can't you raise your hand and ask me?"
Jiang Wan did not refute, because she did break the rules of the class and had to bear the teacher's punishment.
"You two go out and stand!"
Bei Huai shook hands, bit her cheeks, and just wanted to freak out, but her sleeves were pulled slightly.
She paused, looked sideways, and the girl shook her head gently at her.
She held back her anger and followed Jiang Wan out of the classroom.
"You shouldn't be in the first place. Originally, I wanted to change seats, and it was I who disturbed you." Bei Huai stood in the corridor and said sullenly.
In fact, she had experienced a lot of being told to get out by the teacher in public before. She didn't care about this, but she didn't expect that Jiang Wan would be implicated.
If I had known, she should not have changed seats.
"It's none of your business, I'm too impulsive." Jiang Wan comforted softly.
They were indeed at fault first, but when she saw the disdain on the teacher's face when she mentioned Bei Huai, she still couldn't hold back and replied aloud.
Perhaps in the eyes of the teacher, Bei Huai is a bad student and is useless.
But in her eyes, Bei Huai also had something sparkling on her body.
It shouldn't be completely rejected at all.
If time could go back, she thought, she would still say that, even if it might offend the teacher.
"Actually, what the teacher said is right. I'm a poor student. I'm too close to you, and it will hurt you." Bei Huai leaned against the cold wall, only to feel that her heart was sinking a little bit.
"Then prove it to them."
"what?"
Jiang Wan's eyes were firm: "Let them know that even poor students will have their day of counterattack."
"Even if you fall into the dust, one day, you will be able to return to the altar."
Bei Huai's heart moved, she looked at the girl, her eyes were unpredictable, and it took a long time to sneer: "Are you trying to be aggressive? It's a pity that you are disappointed. People like me are destined to stay in the quagmire for a lifetime."
After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the stairs.
The back looks more like fleeing.
Jiang Wan looked at the girl's disappearing figure, lowered her eyes and sighed.
If she could, she would really like to see the outstanding and dazzling Bei Huai in Bei Qi's mouth.
It's not that Bei Huai is not good now, she just feels incomplete.
Bei Huai is obviously escaping from his former self and resisting his former self.
Therefore, she tried her best to transform herself into a completely different image from before.
But Jiang Wan wanted her to know, whether it was her now or her past.
She is willing to accept.
***
During recess, several girls were talking about Gao Yan's concert in Ning City.
Gao Yan is one of those tepid singers.
Most of the time, he is silently making his own albums, humble and taciturn, and there are few scandals.
His songs are very deep and always bring a kind of soul penetrating power to people.
His fans are very similar to him, the same Buddhist system.
Coincidentally, Jiang Wan and Guan Guan are both Gao Yan's fans.
Only fans, not charming.
A long time ago, Guan Guan had already made preparations when he heard that Gao Yan would come to Ning City for a concert.
She was the first to get tickets.
It's a concert on the night of the 19th.
It happened to be Friday.
If you want to see it, you must skip the evening self-study class.
Originally, Jiang Wan planned to wait for the 19th to find an excuse to ask for leave from the head teacher.
However, people are not as good as heaven, and the head teacher just left beforehand.
She went to the office and fluttered.
If you want to go out, you must take a leave request. If the head teacher is not there, if you go to the teaching office to ask for leave, the procedures and procedures are particularly troublesome, and it is easy to get help.
Guan Guan didn't care so much, she didn't ask for leave directly.
The head teacher of their class is not as talkative as Jiang Wan's head teacher, and his temper is so strange that he has to be scolded for a long time for taking a leave.
Guan Guan secretly instigated: "It's alright, it's just a self-study at night, it's not an important class, and it's a holiday tomorrow, we'll indulge for a while and it'll be fine."
"And how rare this opportunity is. I don't know how long I will have to wait for Gao Yan to come to Ning City for a concert next time."
This sentence really touched Jiang Wan.
She really liked Gao Yan's songs. When she knew that Gao Yan would come to Ning City, she was really happy.
"Then indulge once," she said to herself.
Although she knew it was wrong to skip class, the opportunity was precious, and she wanted to choose something more meaningful to herself.
I don't want to wait until later, always have regrets.
In the evening when everyone was in class, Jiang Wan ran to the fence behind the school on the pretext of going to the toilet.
That's right, it was the wall that she and Bei Huai first met.
Unlike then, the original emerald green ivy has been completely dyed red.
At a glance, there is a kind of shocking beauty.
"Wan Wan, what are you stunned for? Come on, we have limited time!" Guan Guan arrived early and greeted quickly.
Jiang Wan recovered and ran over.
"Are you sure you can climb up?" She looked at the high wall in front of her with some hesitation, but in a blink of an eye, she saw that Guan Guan had brought a few bricks from somewhere, stacked on top of each other.
Jiang Wan: "...You are quite skilled in this technique."
"Ah, do you have it?" Guan Guan snorted, quite a bit without three hundred taels of silver here.
Jiang Wan was too lazy to care about her.
There are a few bricks cushioned, it is relatively easy to turn over.
But it was the first time to do this kind of thing, Jiang Wan was nervous the whole time, for fear that someone would see it.
After finally flipping it up, when I waited, I started to be cowardly again.
When I looked down, I was dizzy.
Guan Guan jumped down neatly.
"Come down late late! The teachers who will be on patrol will be here soon!" Guan Guan urged when Jiang Wan didn't move for a long time.
He also climbed up, and Jiang Wan realized later that the wall was so high off the ground.
She didn't dare to look down, swallowed her saliva, and said with a trembling voice, "My legs are weak."
"Don't be afraid, I'll follow you!" Guan Guan was anxious and worried, raised his hands, and motioned Jiang Wan to jump down.
Jiang Wan was hesitant. She was afraid that she would go down by herself, and she would make a mistake in checking the gate.
Just as the two were deadlocked, a slightly surprised voice sounded from behind.
"What are you doing?"
The author has something to say: no, not a drop.