Song Yumeng walked up to Yi Ran and said commandingly, "Hey, Yi Nian! You are not allowed to vote for that green tea, do you hear me?"
Yi Ran sat leisurely on the seat, put his hands on the armchair, and smiled instead, "Then tell me, why can't I vote?"
"Because, because..." Because Song Yumeng couldn't find a good reason to come out after a long time, she said angrily, "Why are you asking so many questions, if you don't vote, you're not allowed to vote!"
Yi Ran didn't speak, and looked at Song Yumeng with a smile.
Song Yumeng knew that she was wrong, so she didn't stay too long. Halfway through, she turned her head and emphasized, "Remember, Yi Nerve, you are not allowed to vote that green tea!"
Yi Ran looked at the arrogant back of the eldest young lady, shook her head and smiled helplessly, thinking to herself: she is clearly unreasonable and wants to ask me, what an unreasonable young lady.
When the class bell rang, Tang Xiangping asked the classmates to write down the name to be voted on on the scratch paper, and then passed it on.
The class was full of the rustling of pens rubbing against paper, and many of the classmates had someone to vote for in their hearts, but Yi Ran was still dawdling, holding her face in one hand and turning the pen in the other, looking like she was still struggling with who to vote.
Song Yumeng was sweating inexplicably when she saw that Yi Ran didn't start writing. To be honest, she also knew that she was wrong, so she didn't hold out much hope that Yi Ran would obey her words.
Many classmates had already passed the paper they had written on, and the pen in Yi Ran's hand had also stopped. It seemed that there was already a favorite candidate. She cast a glance at Song Yumeng, smiled in amazement, and wrote a few strokes on the paper, then folded it in half and passed it on.
Song Yumeng who was glanced at: "???" Why is Yi Ning looking at me
After the submission, Tang Xiangping asked the classmates to do homework or review while sitting on the podium to count the votes.
When Tang Xiangping opened the last piece of paper that was folded in half, she looked at Song Yumeng who was sitting at the back door with an incredible expression on her face.
Song Yumeng's face was bewildered, and she was suspicious: Why is Tang Seng looking at me? Could it be that I just deserted and was discovered
Suddenly, Tang Xiangping stood up from the chair, still holding the creased piece of paper in his hand, and asked, "Who is this person who voted for Song Yumeng?"
The whole class is stunned, look at me, I look at you, Su Xiaoxiao scratched the back of her head and simply thought: Didn't Xiaoyu not run for election, why would anyone vote for her
And Song Yumeng had already guessed the truth, no wonder Yi Nerve just glanced at her with Tang Seng, so it was because of this! Song Yumeng also hated Yi Ran across the distance.
Yi Ran looked at Song Yumeng innocently, spread her hands, and said that she didn't know anything.
Why is Yi Nerve so annoying! ! ! I'm so bored! Song Yumeng was mad in her heart.
Tang Xiangping could see it clearly on the stage, but he didn't expose it. She guessed right that it was Yi Ran, this prank was well played...
After the final statistics, the monitor made a wish. Song Yumeng was very dissatisfied with the result, and cursed in her heart, "Hmph, green tea, you are lucky!"
After class, Song Yumeng didn't sarcastically make a wish, but rushed to Yi Ran and asked, "Yi Ner, are you ill? Who asked you to vote for Miss Ben? Are you trying to piss me off? "
Yi Ran spread his hands and said, "Please, you only told me not to vote for Wishing, and you didn't say that I was not allowed to vote for you. Can't I vote yet?"
It is quite reasonable and well-founded, but as we all know, the eldest miss is not unreasonable at all.
"Stop arguing about you!" Song Yumeng pointed at Yi Ran and said fiercely, "Hmph, if I knew you were going to vote for me, then I should vote for you too!!"
Yi Ran pretended to be surprised, pointed to himself and said, "You want to vote for me? Do you support me as a supervisor?"
"Who supports you, stop being selfish! If you go to apply for a job as a trash committee member, I will definitely vote for you!" Song Yumeng reacted greatly.
Yi Ran chuckled, "What is the trash committee member? Please, do you understand that it's called the cleaning committee member?"
"I don't understand!!!" Song Yumeng threw a glance at Yi Ran and went back to her seat.
…
The day before the exam, Tang Xiangping posted the exam seat table and exam number on the back door. The seats were arranged according to the grades. Song Yumeng found that she was sitting next to Yi Nail again, on her right hand side, still in the last row of the last exam room.
When Yi Ran went over to look at the exam number between classes, Song Yumeng deliberately disliked it and said, "Oh, I'm so unlucky, why do I sit with you again!"
Yi Ran looked at the incredible Song Yumeng, and replied calmly, "It's really bad luck, who made you last in the exam again?"
"You!!!" Song Yumeng was so angry that she blew her beard and stared, "Hmph, I don't care about you like this!" In fact, the eldest lady was out of words.
Song Yumeng looked for Liu Luoyang's name on the grade sheet again, and found that he was tied for the first place in the grade with Wishing, and hurried to look at the seating chart, Liu Luoyang was sitting behind Wishing.
Song Yumeng stood in front of the watch with her arms folded, and said to herself, "Hmph, scheming girl, don't think you can do it by sitting behind brother Liu Luoyang."
Yi Ran, who was standing next to her, gave her a speechless look and said, "What's the use of scolding at the wall? Take it."
"It's none of your business, I'll be happy, okay?" Song Yumeng was so proud.
Yi Ran rolled her eyes, "I'm too lazy to tell you." After speaking, he left.
…
Song Yumeng came very early on Thursday morning, because she was embarrassed to give her the bread she made in front of Liu Luoyang, so every time she came very early and secretly stuffed it in his desk.
When Song Yumeng arrived, the classroom was empty. As usual, she walked towards Liu Luoyang's desk holding the corner of the transparent packaging bag.
But before he got to the podium, the lights in the classroom were turned on.
Suddenly the classroom was bright.
Song Yumeng turned around subconsciously, saw Yi Ran standing at the switch of the front door, and asked stupidly, "Why are you here?"
"Isn't it normal for me to come to school?" While speaking, Yi Ran's eyes had already moved down to the bread in her hand.
The transparent packaging bag, the bread inside is semi-circular, the skin is baked to brown, and the inside is a cream filling, which looks crispy and soft.
Yi Ran knew that Song Yumeng must have brought this bread to Liu Luoyang, and felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.
Yi Ran licked her lips. It happened that she hadn't had breakfast yet, so she was a little hungry, so she had a plan in her mind.
She walked up to Song Yumeng, gave her a wicked smile, and snatched the bread from her hands at a lightning-fast speed.
Song Yumeng was anxious: "What are you doing, Yi Ning? Give it back to me!"
But after Song Yumeng finished speaking, Yi Ran had already tore open the packaging bag and took a bite of the bread inside.
The rich aroma of the bread spreads in the mouth along with the sweetness of the cream. It is no exaggeration to say that it is delicious. If Song Yumeng was not still angry, Yi Ran really wanted to give her a thumbs up.
She didn't expect the eldest lady to bake bread.
Song Yumeng, on the other hand, was already half-dead with anger, pointing at Yi Ran who was still chewing bread, three-pointed shocked and seven-pointed angrily: "You, you, you actually ate it?! Yi Ran, you bastard!!!"
After speaking, she raised her fist to hit her shoulder, Yi Ran quickly turned sideways to dodge, and took a few steps back to keep a safe distance from Song Yumeng.
Yi Ran swallowed the chewed bread, looked at the furious eldest lady in front of her, and hurriedly made a gesture of Erkang's hand, confessing, "Don't, don't, don't! I'll just take a bite of your bread. "Miss, you're not going to kill me, are you?"
"What do you say!!!" Song Yumeng was in a hurry.
"Wrong, wrong!" Yi Ran swallowed a mouthful of saliva and joked with her without changing her face, "Then I'll give you back the bread. You have a lot of bread, can you spare me?" He took out the bread behind him and handed it to Song Yumeng generously.
The semi-circular shape that was originally raised has now become a full crescent after Yi Ran's bite, and there is a tooth mark in the gap.
Seeing the fruits of her labor, Song Yumeng was so annoyed and aggrieved: "Get out of here! Why do you even give it to me after taking a bite? You unreasonable lunatic!"
Yi Ran burst out laughing, she swears that she definitely didn't mean to laugh out loud, she couldn't hold back because she was so funny.
Why didn't I think she was so funny when I read books before
"You're still laughing? You're so shameless!" Song Yumeng was about to cry angrily.
"Okay, don't be mad at yourself anymore, you're going to cry." Yi Ran wanted to touch Song Yumeng's head like Liu Luoyang, but Song Yumeng turned her head away to avoid it. She was wary of hatred.
Yi Ran retracted her hand in embarrassment and took a bite of the bread.
Don't let it fall!
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At the end of the early self-study, the students went to the designated examination room with their pencil bags and waited in line.
Song Yumeng didn't like queuing the most, so every time she was the last person to enter the examination room. She took a gel pen and walked skillfully to the last exam room. When the invigilator in the exam room took the detector to check on her, the whole exam person looked at her.
Song Yumeng ignored the gazes of those people, raised her chin and walked to her seat, walking with wind. Yi Ran, who was passing by, rolled her eyes at her.
Looking at her dashing figure, Yi Ran was stunned, and said in her heart, "It's so attractive..."
There are a total of forty-two seats in the examination room. The last two individual seats are in the last row of the second and third groups. Song Yumeng and Yi Ran are seated. Song Yumeng is on the right and Yi Ran is on the left. .
The Chinese test papers and answer sheets were handed out, everyone was answering the questions earnestly, and the whole classroom was filled with rustling voices.
However, Yi Ran turned the pen, feeling a headache over this test paper full of dense words.
At first, it was boring textual reading, and Yi Ran's eyelids were almost closed together in the three paragraphs of boring material.
What a boring language test, Yi Ran sighed silently in his heart, turned a page and went straight to reading.
It's a novel, and it's a bit interesting. Yi Ran finished it after reading it a few times. She glanced at the time on the wall, there were still two hours and fifteen minutes left, so she wrote the composition again, choosing all eleven multiple-choice questions.
As for the translation of classical Chinese and the dictation of ancient poems, she is really powerless and does not plan to do it, anyway, it is empty every time.
Yi Ran did it fast, there was still an hour left, she was bored in her empty seat, and Song Yumeng, who was waving the pen next to her, attracted her attention, so she propped her head up and took a few more glances.
Song Yumeng was writing, and Yi Ran couldn't read the content, but the handwriting was still so flamboyant, just like her. Yi Ran's words were also scribbled, but there was a sense of beauty in it.
The invigilator on the stage noticed that Yi Ran was looking at Song Yumeng's test paper and didn't say anything. The further back the examination room is, the worse the invigilator will be. Moreover, even if they copy each other, what can they copy from the second to last and the first to the last
Song Yumeng, who was writing her composition vigorously, also noticed Yi Ran's gaze, turned her head to glance at her, and quickly covered her exam paper with her arms in a half circle, preventing Yi Ran from reading it. It was obviously a misunderstanding.
Yi Ran smiled quietly, this cowardly bastard's brain doesn't seem to be very smart, how could anyone copy someone else's composition