Zhao Fengqing was extremely grateful that her back was facing Jiang Jing at this moment, otherwise she would not have had time to adjust her expression.
"Women are so fickle." Rao Zi said beside him. He could actually see that the most obvious change in Zhao Fengqing was that she was no longer obsessed with Jiang Jing.
I practiced it for a few days and then gave it up.
Zhao Fengqing ran to the edge of the grove, made a trumpet shape with his hands, and shouted towards the running field with great effort, "Student Jiang! I don't like you anymore!"
She bent down, picked up her clothes and pants, and slowly put them on. Her movements were very slow, as if every move exhausted all her strength.
She gripped her bra so tightly that veins popped out.
She didn't want to say goodbye to him. After he said that, she had already said goodbye to him in her heart.
"Now it seems that you don't want to report it anymore." Jiang Fuli didn't know what was going on. She asked, but Zhao Fengqing didn't say anything.
Jiang Fuli stood on the chair and screamed like crazy. The scream was so loud that Yuan Zao had to move two steps away from her.
It took her a long time to finally put on her clothes.
White hair, black clothes, and makeup that looked like snow, which made her red lips look particularly gorgeous. Under the stage lights, she looked like a fairy, cold and beautiful.
The students around looked over.
She knew that she could never experience a love that was bitter first and sweet later.
Jiang Jing's words completely shattered her dignity.
Jiang Jing.
Fortunately not.
White hair, black clothes, and makeup that looked like snow, which made her red lips look particularly gorgeous. Under the stage lights, she looked like a fairy, cold and beautiful.
She simply squatted down, hugged her knees and cried out loud.
The reply she got was that her solo dance had already been reported to the school, and it would be very troublesome to change it. "The program time has been arranged, and your program has been deleted. Who should take your place? There are also city leaders coming this year, and the principal must pay attention to it."
The speeches at the venue were very lengthy. Many students in the backstage were not paying attention. Until suddenly a sophomore girl shouted, "Wow, it's Jiang Jing's turn to give a speech."
Zhao Fengqing really didn't take Qin Xiao seriously before, and she had forgotten about her several times she had seen her. Now that she looked over, she remembered that the girl who was arguing with Jiang Jing in the corridor was Qin Xiao.
It seemed like a very long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a few seconds.
She finally woke up when many passers-by pointed at her.
Her long silver hair was flying in the air.
Then come back and continue sitting on the stool.
Zhao Fengqing relaxed his grip and began to put on his underwear.
The next day, Zhao Fengqing called his former life committee member to ask if the school anniversary program could be cancelled.
Zhao Fengqing turned her head blankly and looked at the closed door of the bathroom. She suddenly couldn't remember what Jiang Jing looked like.
Zhao Fengqing relaxed his grip and began to put on his underwear.
Zhao Fengqing was extremely grateful that her back was facing Jiang Jing at this moment, otherwise she would not have had time to adjust her expression.
At this moment, she suddenly came to her senses and rushed out of the room before Jiang Jing came out.
She behaved normally. She didn't cry or throw a tantrum.
Several high school girls were chattering about Jiang Jing's handsome looks, charming voice, excellent grades, etc.
During this period, the first and second year of high school had indoor physical education classes. The sun was scorching, and no one came to run.
Zhao Fengqing still looked the same Zhao Fengqing, eating, drinking and having fun with Jiang Fuli and the others as usual, but he no longer mentioned the man in Class 2, Grade 3.
When she buttoned up her shirt, she was still able to speak normally and replied, "It's only two hundred from a doctor I know." After that, she looked at the floor lamp and smiled sweetly. Only she could hear the bitterness in her smile.
Jiang Jing's words completely shattered her dignity.
This cry was heart-wrenching.
There are many school anniversary programs.
The show is set.
Jiang Fuli stood on the chair and screamed like crazy. The scream was so loud that Yuan Zao had to move two steps away from her.
Now that he thought about it, his original idea of dancing erotically for Jiang Jing was so naive. Even when he was drunk, he didn't want to see her, otherwise he wouldn't have turned off the lights halfway through.
She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands hanging naturally, unable to even stand up. She felt faint.
She suddenly burst into tears.
"Why? No time?"
She simply squatted down, hugged her knees and cried out loud.
She finally woke up when many passers-by pointed at her.
"Come on, just blow it." Jiang Fuli threw a clap at Da Hu, "Use this, it's more effective than your roar."
Zhao Fengqing used to think that she was invincible in her pursuit of Jiang Jing, but now she understood that the so-called iron wall was just a self-deception. She was not that brave at all. His words made her fall apart. Her love and her chastity were buried on this night.
The sound of water in the bathroom also stopped.
This unrequited love was extremely difficult for her. Every time Jiang Jing treated her coldly, she would imagine a beautiful future and encourage herself.
"Come on, just blow it." Jiang Fuli threw a clap at Da Hu, "Use this, it's more effective than your roar."
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes turned red from crying, he swept the name "Jiang Jing" into the trash can of his memory.
The attitude of the group of high school girls was obviously different, and they returned to their seats to wait for the show.
White hair, black clothes, and makeup that looked like snow, which made her red lips look particularly gorgeous. Under the stage lights, she looked like a fairy, cold and beautiful.
Jiang Jing didn't say anything and turned into the bathroom.
After picking up the phone, Jiang Fuli's laughter came, "Qing'er, my dad has arranged for me to go abroad. I'm happy today, please have a drink."
Zhao Fengqing smiled.
Zhao Fengqing really didn't take Qin Xiao seriously before, and she had forgotten about her several times she had seen her. Now that she looked over, she remembered that the girl who was arguing with Jiang Jing in the corridor was Qin Xiao.
The reply she got was that her solo dance had already been reported to the school, and it would be very troublesome to change it. "The program time has been arranged, and your program has been deleted. Who should take your place? There are also city leaders coming this year, and the principal must pay attention to it."
The speeches at the venue were very lengthy. Many students in the backstage were not paying attention. Until suddenly a sophomore girl shouted, "Wow, it's Jiang Jing's turn to give a speech."
Fortunately not.
Now that he thought about it, his original idea of dancing erotically for Jiang Jing was so naive. Even when he was drunk, he didn't want to see her, otherwise he wouldn't have turned off the lights halfway through.
Jiang Jing's words completely shattered her dignity.
There was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom.
As the event was coming to an end, Zhao Fengqing lifted his hat.
"Who knows." Jiang Fuli shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong with her lately. She's so lazy."
The students around looked over.
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes turned red from crying, he swept the name "Jiang Jing" into the trash can of his memory.
Several high school girls were chattering about Jiang Jing's handsome looks, charming voice, excellent grades, etc.
Zhao Fengqing turned her head blankly and looked at the closed door of the bathroom. She suddenly couldn't remember what Jiang Jing looked like.
Breathtaking.
She felt dizzy after squatting for too long, so she quickly held onto the tree trunk next to her.
After the dizziness passed, she wiped her eyes and shouted to the sky, "Student Jiang! I don't like you anymore!"
"Forget it then." Zhao Fengqing thought about it. When she first reported the program, she only named it a solo dance, without explaining in detail what kind of solo dance it was. She changed the song and could still dance.
"I won't go."
There were still two days before the school anniversary celebration. Jiang Fuli went to buy a bunch of cheering props and threatened: "All of you should free up your time on that day! Go and cheer for Qing'er."
She bent down, picked up her clothes and pants, and slowly put them on. Her movements were very slow, as if every move exhausted all her strength.
Zhao Fengqing didn't know how long he had been crying, his sobs were intermittent. When he raised his head, the sunlight was blinding.
She bent down, picked up her clothes and pants, and slowly put them on. Her movements were very slow, as if every move exhausted all her strength.
She didn't know where she was, nor where she wanted to go. All her thoughts were still stuck on Jiang Jing's words.
It took her a long time to finally put on her clothes.
The sound drifted away without any echo.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the shop window. Judging from the reflection in the glass, she didn't notice anything wrong. When she turned to the mirror at the door of the shop, she saw that her neck was covered with dots.
Zhao Fengqing wore a black top hat, a black suit and black leather shoes.
There were still two days before the school anniversary celebration. Jiang Fuli went to buy a bunch of cheering props and threatened: "All of you should free up your time on that day! Go and cheer for Qing'er."
Then, turn around and leave.
A girl stomped her feet in anger, and the boy went up to her and hugged her.
She felt dizzy after squatting for too long, so she quickly held onto the tree trunk next to her.
It seemed like a very long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a few seconds.
The sound of water in the bathroom also stopped.
Zhao Fengqing used to think that she was invincible in her pursuit of Jiang Jing, but now she understood that the so-called iron wall was just a self-deception. She was not that brave at all. His words made her fall apart. Her love and her chastity were buried on this night.
When the music started, her every move was devoid of feminine softness. It was just a masculine mechanical dance. Her hat brim hung very low, and the upper half of her face was in shadow, so the audience could only see her small nose and red lips.
At this moment, she suddenly came to her senses and rushed out of the room before Jiang Jing came out.
"Friend?" Zhao Fengqing blinked and came back to his senses.
Zhao Fengqing smiled.
She didn't want to say goodbye to him. After he said that, she had already said goodbye to him in her heart.
"Why? No time?"
The reply she got was that her solo dance had already been reported to the school, and it would be very troublesome to change it. "The program time has been arranged, and your program has been deleted. Who should take your place? There are also city leaders coming this year, and the principal must pay attention to it."
She got out of the car.
She got out of the car.
"Come on, just blow it." Jiang Fuli threw a clap at Da Hu, "Use this, it's more effective than your roar."
It seemed like a very long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a few seconds.
Zhao Fengqing left the hotel and wandered aimlessly on the street.
There are many school anniversary programs.
She lifted the curtain slightly, and then it dawned on her.
White hair, black clothes, and makeup that looked like snow, which made her red lips look particularly gorgeous. Under the stage lights, she looked like a fairy, cold and beautiful.
The speeches at the venue were very lengthy. Many students in the backstage were not paying attention. Until suddenly a sophomore girl shouted, "Wow, it's Jiang Jing's turn to give a speech."
"Forget it then." Zhao Fengqing thought about it. When she first reported the program, she only named it a solo dance, without explaining in detail what kind of solo dance it was. She changed the song and could still dance.
As soon as the host announced the solo dance of Class 3-7, the group began to roar and applaud loudly, accompanied by whistles.
In the dizziness of white light, she seemed to see a person.
I got on a bus in a daze and arrived at a busy pedestrian street.
Jiang Fuli rolled her eyes and almost fell asleep. "Why is Qing'er's show scheduled so late?"
"Now it seems that you don't want to report it anymore." Jiang Fuli didn't know what was going on. She asked, but Zhao Fengqing didn't say anything.
Zhao Fengqing smiled.
Then, turn around and leave.
The surroundings are lush and green, with no one around.
There was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom.
She got out of the car.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the shop window. Judging from the reflection in the glass, she didn't notice anything wrong. When she turned to the mirror at the door of the shop, she saw that her neck was covered with dots.
There were still two days before the school anniversary celebration. Jiang Fuli went to buy a bunch of cheering props and threatened: "All of you should free up your time on that day! Go and cheer for Qing'er."
Now that he thought about it, his original idea of dancing erotically for Jiang Jing was so naive. Even when he was drunk, he didn't want to see her, otherwise he wouldn't have turned off the lights halfway through.
There was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom.
The running track in A is rather deserted today.
The students around looked over.
She didn't know where she was, nor where she wanted to go. All her thoughts were still stuck on Jiang Jing's words.
It seemed like a very long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a few seconds.
There are also boys and girls holding hands with sweet smiles on their faces.
As soon as the host announced the solo dance of Class 3-7, the group began to roar and applaud loudly, accompanied by whistles.
Jiang Fuli rolled her eyes and almost fell asleep. "Why is Qing'er's show scheduled so late?"
Zhao Fengqing stood up at this time and walked towards the curtain on the left side of the stage.
She finally woke up when many passers-by pointed at her.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the shop window. Judging from the reflection in the glass, she didn't notice anything wrong. When she turned to the mirror at the door of the shop, she saw that her neck was covered with dots.
Jiang Fuli rolled her eyes and almost fell asleep. "Why is Qing'er's show scheduled so late?"
He has so many choices, he is nothing.
She coughed twice and stood up.
There was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom.
After smoking half a pack of cigarettes, she went to A Middle School.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the shop window. Judging from the reflection in the glass, she didn't notice anything wrong. When she turned to the mirror at the door of the shop, she saw that her neck was covered with dots.
The surroundings are lush and green, with no one around.
She behaved normally. She didn't cry or throw a tantrum.
Zhao Fengqing sat on a low stool on the pedestrian street, staring at the people coming and going with his empty eyes.
The warmth and pain that Jiang Jing felt when he pressed against her came back to her mind.
When the music started, her every move was devoid of feminine softness. It was just a masculine mechanical dance. Her hat brim hung very low, and the upper half of her face was in shadow, so the audience could only see her small nose and red lips.
He has so many choices, he is nothing.
It seemed like a very long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a few seconds.
This unrequited love was extremely difficult for her. Every time Jiang Jing treated her coldly, she would imagine a beautiful future and encourage herself.
I got on a bus in a daze and arrived at a busy pedestrian street.
I got on a bus in a daze and arrived at a busy pedestrian street.
She didn't want to say goodbye to him. After he said that, she had already said goodbye to him in her heart.
This is a good phenomenon.
However, when his words suddenly rang in her ears, that warmth disappeared completely. All that was left was intense pain. The pain spread from her heart and reached her limbs in an instant.
There was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom.
Jiang Jing's words completely shattered her dignity.
"Come on, just blow it." Jiang Fuli threw a clap at Da Hu, "Use this, it's more effective than your roar."
On the day of the school anniversary, Jiang Fuli and Da Hu took the first three rows of seats. She kept complaining about the principal's speech, "When will this end? The speech is the same every year, there is really no novelty."
Zhao Fengqing sat on a low stool on the pedestrian street, staring at the people coming and going with his empty eyes.
Probably an illusion.
I practiced it for a few days and then gave it up.
A boy walked by with his arms around a girl, looking at her intimately.
The show is set.
Jiang Jing didn't say anything and turned into the bathroom.
A girl stomped her feet in anger, and the boy went up to her and hugged her.
This day was exactly nine months since she fell in love with him at first sight.
Zhao Fengqing relaxed his grip and began to put on his underwear.
"Who knows." Jiang Fuli shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong with her lately. She's so lazy."
There are also boys and girls holding hands with sweet smiles on their faces.
After picking up the phone, Jiang Fuli's laughter came, "Qing'er, my dad has arranged for me to go abroad. I'm happy today, please have a drink."
Zhao Fengqing stood up at this time and walked towards the curtain on the left side of the stage.
The attitude of the group of high school girls was obviously different, and they returned to their seats to wait for the show.
Zhao Fengqing blinked. She was afraid that she would cry here.
"Well, let's talk about it another day."
The running track in A is rather deserted today.
Fortunately not.
Zhao Fengqing's show was the third to last. The fourth to last was a crosstalk show, which was not funny at all. There was no laughter from the audience, only complaints.
When other acting students saw her, they were all surprised.
The ringing of the cell phone interrupted her daze.
This cry was heart-wrenching.
A boy walked by with his arms around a girl, looking at her intimately.
She coughed twice and stood up.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the group of crazy friends and smiled.
Then come back and continue sitting on the stool.
She bent down, picked up her clothes and pants, and slowly put them on. Her movements were very slow, as if every move exhausted all her strength.
There were still two days before the school anniversary celebration. Jiang Fuli went to buy a bunch of cheering props and threatened: "All of you should free up your time on that day! Go and cheer for Qing'er."
After picking up the phone, Jiang Fuli's laughter came, "Qing'er, my dad has arranged for me to go abroad. I'm happy today, please have a drink."
"Now it seems that you don't want to report it anymore." Jiang Fuli didn't know what was going on. She asked, but Zhao Fengqing didn't say anything.
Breathtaking.
Although she failed to flirt with Jiang Jing, she used three thousand strands of white silk to commemorate her first love which had no beginning and no end.
She suddenly burst into tears.
Zhao Fengqing's show was the third to last. The fourth to last was a crosstalk show, which was not funny at all. There was no laughter from the audience, only complaints.
Jiang Fuli rolled her eyes and almost fell asleep. "Why is Qing'er's show scheduled so late?"
"Well, let's talk about it another day."
She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands hanging naturally, unable to even stand up. She felt faint.
"I won't go."
This unrequited love was extremely difficult for her. Every time Jiang Jing treated her coldly, she would imagine a beautiful future and encourage herself.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the group of crazy friends and smiled.
Zhao Fengqing stood up at this time and walked towards the curtain on the left side of the stage.
Zhao Fengqing didn't move at all.
Zhao Fengqing didn't move at all.
"Well, let's talk about it another day."
"Why? No time?"
Jiang Jing didn't say anything and turned into the bathroom.
During this period, the first and second year of high school had indoor physical education classes. The sun was scorching, and no one came to run.
When she buttoned up her shirt, she was still able to speak normally and replied, "It's only two hundred from a doctor I know." After that, she looked at the floor lamp and smiled sweetly. Only she could hear the bitterness in her smile.
She finally woke up when many passers-by pointed at her.
The sound of water in the bathroom also stopped.
"Why? No time?"
She finally woke up when many passers-by pointed at her.
"Well, let's talk about it another day."
Zhao Fengqing still looked the same Zhao Fengqing, eating, drinking and having fun with Jiang Fuli and the others as usual, but he no longer mentioned the man in Class 2, Grade 3.
There were still two days before the school anniversary celebration. Jiang Fuli went to buy a bunch of cheering props and threatened: "All of you should free up your time on that day! Go and cheer for Qing'er."
Zhao Fengqing looked at the group of crazy friends and smiled.
As the event was coming to an end, Zhao Fengqing lifted his hat.
Zhao Fengqing hung up the phone, got up and went to the convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes.
Zhao Fengqing smiled.
There are also boys and girls holding hands with sweet smiles on their faces.
She didn't want to say goodbye to him. After he said that, she had already said goodbye to him in her heart.
She didn't want to say goodbye to him. After he said that, she had already said goodbye to him in her heart.
Then come back and continue sitting on the stool.
Then, turn around and leave.
Zhao Fengqing hung up the phone, got up and went to the convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes.
Zhao Fengqing still looked the same Zhao Fengqing, eating, drinking and having fun with Jiang Fuli and the others as usual, but he no longer mentioned the man in Class 2, Grade 3.
Several people from Dahu took the lead in standing up and clapping to the rhythm, and then the classmates also gradually stood up and cheered.
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes turned red from crying, he swept the name "Jiang Jing" into the trash can of his memory.
She gripped her bra so tightly that veins popped out.
Zhao Fengqing didn't know how long he had been crying, his sobs were intermittent. When he raised his head, the sunlight was blinding.
Zhao Fengqing turned her head blankly and looked at the closed door of the bathroom. She suddenly couldn't remember what Jiang Jing looked like.
After smoking half a pack of cigarettes, she went to A Middle School.
“Be gentle…” Da Hu stuck out his tongue and coughed.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the group of crazy friends and smiled.
When she buttoned up her shirt, she was still able to speak normally and replied, "It's only two hundred from a doctor I know." After that, she looked at the floor lamp and smiled sweetly. Only she could hear the bitterness in her smile.
Zhao Fengqing hung up the phone, got up and went to the convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes.
Zhao Fengqing looked at himself in the mirror lazily.
When other acting students saw her, they were all surprised.
Zhao Fengqing relaxed his grip and began to put on his underwear.
The running track in A is rather deserted today.
"Where's Qing'er?" Da Hu looked around, "She went backstage so early?"
The students around looked over.
Then, turn around and leave.
A girl stomped her feet in anger, and the boy went up to her and hugged her.
"Friend?" Zhao Fengqing blinked and came back to his senses.
During this period, the first and second year of high school had indoor physical education classes. The sun was scorching, and no one came to run.
As soon as the host announced the solo dance of Class 3-7, the group began to roar and applaud loudly, accompanied by whistles.
It seemed like a very long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a few seconds.
The surroundings are lush and green, with no one around.
And now, it's really over.
Zhao Fengqing sat on a low stool on the pedestrian street, staring at the people coming and going with his empty eyes.
On the day of the school anniversary, Jiang Fuli and Da Hu took the first three rows of seats. She kept complaining about the principal's speech, "When will this end? The speech is the same every year, there is really no novelty."
She simply squatted down, hugged her knees and cried out loud.
Zhao Fengqing ran to the edge of the grove, made a trumpet shape with his hands, and shouted towards the running field with great effort, "Student Jiang! I don't like you anymore!"
Zhao Fengqing was always strong and seldom cried, but when her first love came to an end, she couldn't help crying.
As the event was coming to an end, Zhao Fengqing lifted his hat.
Zhao Fengqing was extremely grateful that her back was facing Jiang Jing at this moment, otherwise she would not have had time to adjust her expression.
"Where's Qing'er?" Da Hu looked around, "She went backstage so early?"
Zhao Fengqing used to think that she was invincible in her pursuit of Jiang Jing, but now she understood that the so-called iron wall was just a self-deception. She was not that brave at all. His words made her fall apart. Her love and her chastity were buried on this night.
When other acting students saw her, they were all surprised.
The sound drifted away without any echo.
"I won't go."
The sound of water in the bathroom also stopped.
She suddenly burst into tears.
When she buttoned up her shirt, she was still able to speak normally and replied, "It's only two hundred from a doctor I know." After that, she looked at the floor lamp and smiled sweetly. Only she could hear the bitterness in her smile.
After picking up the phone, Jiang Fuli's laughter came, "Qing'er, my dad has arranged for me to go abroad. I'm happy today, please have a drink."
Zhao Fengqing didn't move at all.
As the event was coming to an end, Zhao Fengqing lifted his hat.
The sound drifted away without any echo.
"Well, let's talk about it another day."
“Be gentle…” Da Hu stuck out his tongue and coughed.
When the music started, her every move was devoid of feminine softness. It was just a masculine mechanical dance. Her hat brim hung very low, and the upper half of her face was in shadow, so the audience could only see her small nose and red lips.
Zhao Fengqing was always strong and seldom cried, but when her first love came to an end, she couldn't help crying.
During this period, the first and second year of high school had indoor physical education classes. The sun was scorching, and no one came to run.
She suddenly burst into tears.
"Now it seems that you don't want to report it anymore." Jiang Fuli didn't know what was going on. She asked, but Zhao Fengqing didn't say anything.
At this moment, she suddenly came to her senses and rushed out of the room before Jiang Jing came out.
"Who knows." Jiang Fuli shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong with her lately. She's so lazy."
After picking up the phone, Jiang Fuli's laughter came, "Qing'er, my dad has arranged for me to go abroad. I'm happy today, please have a drink."
This cry was heart-wrenching.
She bent down, picked up her clothes and pants, and slowly put them on. Her movements were very slow, as if every move exhausted all her strength.
"Come on, just blow it." Jiang Fuli threw a clap at Da Hu, "Use this, it's more effective than your roar."
She simply squatted down, hugged her knees and cried out loud.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the group of crazy friends and smiled.
On the day of the school anniversary, Jiang Fuli and Da Hu took the first three rows of seats. She kept complaining about the principal's speech, "When will this end? The speech is the same every year, there is really no novelty."
"Who knows." Jiang Fuli shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong with her lately. She's so lazy."
The sound of water in the bathroom also stopped.
The ringing of the cell phone interrupted her daze.
Halfway through scanning, I suddenly remembered that there was a school anniversary program.
Zhao Fengqing left the hotel and wandered aimlessly on the street.
Then, turn around and leave.
This unrequited love was extremely difficult for her. Every time Jiang Jing treated her coldly, she would imagine a beautiful future and encourage herself.
This is a good phenomenon.
When the music started, her every move was devoid of feminine softness. It was just a masculine mechanical dance. Her hat brim hung very low, and the upper half of her face was in shadow, so the audience could only see her small nose and red lips.
A girl stomped her feet in anger, and the boy went up to her and hugged her.
Jiang Jing didn't say anything and turned into the bathroom.
She simply squatted down, hugged her knees and cried out loud.
Jiang Jing's words completely shattered her dignity.
And now, it's really over.
After Jiang Jing’s speech, it was Qin Xiao’s turn.
The students around looked over.
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes turned red from crying, he swept the name "Jiang Jing" into the trash can of his memory.
Zhao Fengqing left the hotel and wandered aimlessly on the street.
Halfway through scanning, I suddenly remembered that there was a school anniversary program.
"Sister Li, don't worry about this." Da Hu took a sip of wine, "I, Da Hu, have a loud voice. I guarantee that the cheers will resound throughout the venue."
Jiang Jing's words completely shattered her dignity.
In the dizziness of white light, she seemed to see a person.
She coughed twice and stood up.
Now that he thought about it, his original idea of dancing erotically for Jiang Jing was so naive. Even when he was drunk, he didn't want to see her, otherwise he wouldn't have turned off the lights halfway through.
Then, turn around and leave.
The students in the audience were very excited at the beginning, but in the middle part, they felt they could not sit still anymore and left in groups of two or three, using the excuse of going to the toilet.
Zhao Fengqing didn't know how long he had been crying, his sobs were intermittent. When he raised his head, the sunlight was blinding.
“Be gentle…” Da Hu stuck out his tongue and coughed.
There are also boys and girls holding hands with sweet smiles on their faces.
She behaved normally. She didn't cry or throw a tantrum.
"Why? No time?"
I practiced it for a few days and then gave it up.
She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands hanging naturally, unable to even stand up. She felt faint.
She coughed twice and stood up.
She suddenly burst into tears.
She behaved normally. She didn't cry or throw a tantrum.
She suddenly burst into tears.
This day was exactly nine months since she fell in love with him at first sight.
"Sister Li, don't worry about this." Da Hu took a sip of wine, "I, Da Hu, have a loud voice. I guarantee that the cheers will resound throughout the venue."
It took her a long time to finally put on her clothes.
She didn't want to say goodbye to him. After he said that, she had already said goodbye to him in her heart.
As the event was coming to an end, Zhao Fengqing lifted his hat.
She felt dizzy after squatting for too long, so she quickly held onto the tree trunk next to her.
"Forget it then." Zhao Fengqing thought about it. When she first reported the program, she only named it a solo dance, without explaining in detail what kind of solo dance it was. She changed the song and could still dance.
It took her a long time to finally put on her clothes.
Zhao Fengqing's show was the third to last. The fourth to last was a crosstalk show, which was not funny at all. There was no laughter from the audience, only complaints.
In the dizziness of white light, she seemed to see a person.
Zhao Fengqing smiled.
As the event was coming to an end, Zhao Fengqing lifted his hat.
Looks like that strange boy.
On the day of the school anniversary, Jiang Fuli and Da Hu took the first three rows of seats. She kept complaining about the principal's speech, "When will this end? The speech is the same every year, there is really no novelty."
The sound drifted away without any echo.
She suddenly burst into tears.
Zhao Fengqing hung up the phone, got up and went to the convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes.
Looks like that strange boy.
A boy walked by with his arms around a girl, looking at her intimately.
As soon as the host announced the solo dance of Class 3-7, the group began to roar and applaud loudly, accompanied by whistles.
However, when his words suddenly rang in her ears, that warmth disappeared completely. All that was left was intense pain. The pain spread from her heart and reached her limbs in an instant.
All male outfit.
"Friend?" Zhao Fengqing blinked and came back to his senses.
"Where's Qing'er?" Da Hu looked around, "She went backstage so early?"
Zhao Fengqing ran to the edge of the grove, made a trumpet shape with his hands, and shouted towards the running field with great effort, "Student Jiang! I don't like you anymore!"
Zhao Fengqing looked at the group of crazy friends and smiled.
It took her a long time to finally put on her clothes.
As soon as the host announced the solo dance of Class 3-7, the group began to roar and applaud loudly, accompanied by whistles.
On the day of the school anniversary, Jiang Fuli and Da Hu took the first three rows of seats. She kept complaining about the principal's speech, "When will this end? The speech is the same every year, there is really no novelty."
Now that he thought about it, his original idea of dancing erotically for Jiang Jing was so naive. Even when he was drunk, he didn't want to see her, otherwise he wouldn't have turned off the lights halfway through.
The sound of water in the bathroom also stopped.
The surroundings are lush and green, with no one around.
I practiced it for a few days and then gave it up.
There are also boys and girls holding hands with sweet smiles on their faces.
Perhaps, this is the biggest difference between her and Qin Xiao.
Probably an illusion.
There are also boys and girls holding hands with sweet smiles on their faces.
Jiang Jing.
Jiang Fuli rolled her eyes and almost fell asleep. "Why is Qing'er's show scheduled so late?"
Zhao Fengqing left the hotel and wandered aimlessly on the street.
She got out of the car.
"Women are so fickle." Rao Zi said beside him. He could actually see that the most obvious change in Zhao Fengqing was that she was no longer obsessed with Jiang Jing.
It seemed like a very long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a few seconds.
The ringing of the cell phone interrupted her daze.
After the dizziness passed, she wiped her eyes and shouted to the sky, "Student Jiang! I don't like you anymore!"
She felt dizzy after squatting for too long, so she quickly held onto the tree trunk next to her.
There was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom.
She finally woke up when many passers-by pointed at her.
Her long silver hair was flying in the air.
Then, turn around and leave.
There were still two days before the school anniversary celebration. Jiang Fuli went to buy a bunch of cheering props and threatened: "All of you should free up your time on that day! Go and cheer for Qing'er."
Several high school girls were chattering about Jiang Jing's handsome looks, charming voice, excellent grades, etc.
She bent down, picked up her clothes and pants, and slowly put them on. Her movements were very slow, as if every move exhausted all her strength.
Zhao Fengqing turned her head blankly and looked at the closed door of the bathroom. She suddenly couldn't remember what Jiang Jing looked like.
After picking up the phone, Jiang Fuli's laughter came, "Qing'er, my dad has arranged for me to go abroad. I'm happy today, please have a drink."
“Be gentle…” Da Hu stuck out his tongue and coughed.
The surroundings are lush and green, with no one around.
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes turned red from crying, he swept the name "Jiang Jing" into the trash can of his memory.
When she buttoned up her shirt, she was still able to speak normally and replied, "It's only two hundred from a doctor I know." After that, she looked at the floor lamp and smiled sweetly. Only she could hear the bitterness in her smile.
Although she failed to flirt with Jiang Jing, she used three thousand strands of white silk to commemorate her first love which had no beginning and no end.
During this period, the first and second year of high school had indoor physical education classes. The sun was scorching, and no one came to run.
"Women are so fickle." Rao Zi said beside him. He could actually see that the most obvious change in Zhao Fengqing was that she was no longer obsessed with Jiang Jing.
The feelings of youth are pure and unadulterated. The sweetness and bitterness are all precious memories. She has no regrets.
Halfway through scanning, I suddenly remembered that there was a school anniversary program.
Breathtaking.
During this period, the first and second year of high school had indoor physical education classes. The sun was scorching, and no one came to run.
"Where's Qing'er?" Da Hu looked around, "She went backstage so early?"
Then come back and continue sitting on the stool.
Perhaps, this is the biggest difference between her and Qin Xiao.
When the music started, her every move was devoid of feminine softness. It was just a masculine mechanical dance. Her hat brim hung very low, and the upper half of her face was in shadow, so the audience could only see her small nose and red lips.
Zhao Fengqing looked at himself in the mirror lazily.
Now that he thought about it, his original idea of dancing erotically for Jiang Jing was so naive. Even when he was drunk, he didn't want to see her, otherwise he wouldn't have turned off the lights halfway through.
On the day of the school anniversary, Jiang Fuli and Da Hu took the first three rows of seats. She kept complaining about the principal's speech, "When will this end? The speech is the same every year, there is really no novelty."
However, she was not very serious about the rehearsals and felt a sense of loss as if she had lost her goal.
She knew that she could never experience a love that was bitter first and sweet later.
Zhao Fengqing turned her head blankly and looked at the closed door of the bathroom. She suddenly couldn't remember what Jiang Jing looked like.
What a disastrous first love.
The sound drifted away without any echo.
Several high school girls were chattering about Jiang Jing's handsome looks, charming voice, excellent grades, etc.
The next day, Zhao Fengqing called his former life committee member to ask if the school anniversary program could be cancelled.
This rhythmic tune made the originally stagnant atmosphere in the auditorium boil over instantly.
She coughed twice and stood up.
Zhao Fengqing was fixing her hair backstage.
The speeches at the venue were very lengthy. Many students in the backstage were not paying attention. Until suddenly a sophomore girl shouted, "Wow, it's Jiang Jing's turn to give a speech."
Zhao Fengqing hung up the phone, got up and went to the convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes.
"Qing'er will be the next one." Dahu consoled him, "Just bear with it."
The reply she got was that her solo dance had already been reported to the school, and it would be very troublesome to change it. "The program time has been arranged, and your program has been deleted. Who should take your place? There are also city leaders coming this year, and the principal must pay attention to it."
Yuan Zao interrupted, "Isn't she going to apply to a school in City B?"
The next day, Zhao Fengqing called his former life committee member to ask if the school anniversary program could be cancelled.
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes turned red from crying, he swept the name "Jiang Jing" into the trash can of his memory.
She bent down, picked up her clothes and pants, and slowly put them on. Her movements were very slow, as if every move exhausted all her strength.
Zhao Fengqing blinked. She was afraid that she would cry here.
Zhao Fengqing relaxed his grip and began to put on his underwear.
"Forget it then." Zhao Fengqing thought about it. When she first reported the program, she only named it a solo dance, without explaining in detail what kind of solo dance it was. She changed the song and could still dance.
"Sister Li, don't worry about this." Da Hu took a sip of wine, "I, Da Hu, have a loud voice. I guarantee that the cheers will resound throughout the venue."
As the event was coming to an end, Zhao Fengqing lifted his hat.
Zhao Fengqing didn't know how long he had been crying, his sobs were intermittent. When he raised his head, the sunlight was blinding.
Perhaps, this is the biggest difference between her and Qin Xiao.
This day was exactly nine months since she fell in love with him at first sight.
She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands hanging naturally, unable to even stand up. She felt faint.
The show is set.
All male outfit.
Jiang Jing's words completely shattered her dignity.
After smoking half a pack of cigarettes, she went to A Middle School.
However, she was not very serious about the rehearsals and felt a sense of loss as if she had lost her goal.
The show is set.
Zhao Fengqing left the hotel and wandered aimlessly on the street.
Zhao Fengqing relaxed his grip and began to put on his underwear.
Zhao Fengqing looked at himself in the mirror lazily.
"Who knows." Jiang Fuli shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong with her lately. She's so lazy."
I practiced it for a few days and then gave it up.
"I won't go."
Zhao Fengqing turned her head blankly and looked at the closed door of the bathroom. She suddenly couldn't remember what Jiang Jing looked like.
Zhao Fengqing didn't know how long he had been crying, his sobs were intermittent. When he raised his head, the sunlight was blinding.
Zhao Fengqing sat on a low stool on the pedestrian street, staring at the people coming and going with his empty eyes.
This rhythmic tune made the originally stagnant atmosphere in the auditorium boil over instantly.
Zhao Fengqing stood up at this time and walked towards the curtain on the left side of the stage.
The surroundings are lush and green, with no one around.
The feelings of youth are pure and unadulterated. The sweetness and bitterness are all precious memories. She has no regrets.
Zhao Fengqing still looked the same Zhao Fengqing, eating, drinking and having fun with Jiang Fuli and the others as usual, but he no longer mentioned the man in Class 2, Grade 3.
The reply she got was that her solo dance had already been reported to the school, and it would be very troublesome to change it. "The program time has been arranged, and your program has been deleted. Who should take your place? There are also city leaders coming this year, and the principal must pay attention to it."
After picking up the phone, Jiang Fuli's laughter came, "Qing'er, my dad has arranged for me to go abroad. I'm happy today, please have a drink."
There were still two days before the school anniversary celebration. Jiang Fuli went to buy a bunch of cheering props and threatened: "All of you should free up your time on that day! Go and cheer for Qing'er."
Several people from Dahu took the lead in standing up and clapping to the rhythm, and then the classmates also gradually stood up and cheered.
Zhao Fengqing really didn't take Qin Xiao seriously before, and she had forgotten about her several times she had seen her. Now that she looked over, she remembered that the girl who was arguing with Jiang Jing in the corridor was Qin Xiao.
"Sister Li, don't worry about this." Da Hu took a sip of wine, "I, Da Hu, have a loud voice. I guarantee that the cheers will resound throughout the venue."
This day was exactly nine months since she fell in love with him at first sight.
After the dizziness passed, she wiped her eyes and shouted to the sky, "Student Jiang! I don't like you anymore!"
There were still two days before the school anniversary celebration. Jiang Fuli went to buy a bunch of cheering props and threatened: "All of you should free up your time on that day! Go and cheer for Qing'er."
As soon as the host stepped down from the stage, everyone in Dahu fell silent.
"Come on, just blow it." Jiang Fuli threw a clap at Da Hu, "Use this, it's more effective than your roar."
Jiang Fuli let go of Dahu and stood on the chair again. She picked up the speaker and shouted, "Zhao Fengqing! I want to marry you!"
Zhao Fengqing didn't move at all.
Zhao Fengqing didn't know how long he had been crying, his sobs were intermittent. When he raised his head, the sunlight was blinding.
She bent down, picked up her clothes and pants, and slowly put them on. Her movements were very slow, as if every move exhausted all her strength.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the shop window. Judging from the reflection in the glass, she didn't notice anything wrong. When she turned to the mirror at the door of the shop, she saw that her neck was covered with dots.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the group of crazy friends and smiled.
Zhao Fengqing still looked the same Zhao Fengqing, eating, drinking and having fun with Jiang Fuli and the others as usual, but he no longer mentioned the man in Class 2, Grade 3.
On the day of the school anniversary, Jiang Fuli and Da Hu took the first three rows of seats. She kept complaining about the principal's speech, "When will this end? The speech is the same every year, there is really no novelty."
I practiced it for a few days and then gave it up.
Now that he thought about it, his original idea of dancing erotically for Jiang Jing was so naive. Even when he was drunk, he didn't want to see her, otherwise he wouldn't have turned off the lights halfway through.
She bent down, picked up her clothes and pants, and slowly put them on. Her movements were very slow, as if every move exhausted all her strength.
I practiced it for a few days and then gave it up.
Zhao Fengqing really didn't take Qin Xiao seriously before, and she had forgotten about her several times she had seen her. Now that she looked over, she remembered that the girl who was arguing with Jiang Jing in the corridor was Qin Xiao.
Perhaps, this is the biggest difference between her and Qin Xiao.
"Where's Qing'er?" Da Hu looked around, "She went backstage so early?"
Then, turn around and leave.
Zhao Fengqing looked at himself in the mirror lazily.
Although she failed to flirt with Jiang Jing, she used three thousand strands of white silk to commemorate her first love which had no beginning and no end.
As the event was coming to an end, Zhao Fengqing lifted his hat.
"Who knows." Jiang Fuli shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong with her lately. She's so lazy."
She felt dizzy after squatting for too long, so she quickly held onto the tree trunk next to her.
Zhao Fengqing looked at himself in the mirror lazily.
Then come back and continue sitting on the stool.
“Be gentle…” Da Hu stuck out his tongue and coughed.
Zhao Fengqing hung up the phone, got up and went to the convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes.
The students in the audience were very excited at the beginning, but in the middle part, they felt they could not sit still anymore and left in groups of two or three, using the excuse of going to the toilet.
She didn't know where she was, nor where she wanted to go. All her thoughts were still stuck on Jiang Jing's words.
Yuan Zao interrupted, "Isn't she going to apply to a school in City B?"
The feelings of youth are pure and unadulterated. The sweetness and bitterness are all precious memories. She has no regrets.
Fortunately not.
The feelings of youth are pure and unadulterated. The sweetness and bitterness are all precious memories. She has no regrets.
Zhao Fengqing really didn't take Qin Xiao seriously before, and she had forgotten about her several times she had seen her. Now that she looked over, she remembered that the girl who was arguing with Jiang Jing in the corridor was Qin Xiao.
When other acting students saw her, they were all surprised.
Zhao Fengqing was always strong and seldom cried, but when her first love came to an end, she couldn't help crying.
On the day of the school anniversary, Jiang Fuli and Da Hu took the first three rows of seats. She kept complaining about the principal's speech, "When will this end? The speech is the same every year, there is really no novelty."
The reply she got was that her solo dance had already been reported to the school, and it would be very troublesome to change it. "The program time has been arranged, and your program has been deleted. Who should take your place? There are also city leaders coming this year, and the principal must pay attention to it."
"Now it seems that you don't want to report it anymore." Jiang Fuli didn't know what was going on. She asked, but Zhao Fengqing didn't say anything.
Zhao Fengqing was always strong and seldom cried, but when her first love came to an end, she couldn't help crying.
I got on a bus in a daze and arrived at a busy pedestrian street.
Jiang Fuli jumped off the seat and suddenly grabbed Dahu's neck, excited. "Qing'er is so handsome! Damn handsome!"
Zhao Fengqing turned her head blankly and looked at the closed door of the bathroom. She suddenly couldn't remember what Jiang Jing looked like.
After Jiang Jing’s speech, it was Qin Xiao’s turn.
"Women are so fickle." Rao Zi said beside him. He could actually see that the most obvious change in Zhao Fengqing was that she was no longer obsessed with Jiang Jing.
However, when his words suddenly rang in her ears, that warmth disappeared completely. All that was left was intense pain. The pain spread from her heart and reached her limbs in an instant.
It took her a long time to finally put on her clothes.
Several people from Dahu took the lead in standing up and clapping to the rhythm, and then the classmates also gradually stood up and cheered.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the group of crazy friends and smiled.
The speeches at the venue were very lengthy. Many students in the backstage were not paying attention. Until suddenly a sophomore girl shouted, "Wow, it's Jiang Jing's turn to give a speech."
This is a good phenomenon.
Several high school girls were chattering about Jiang Jing's handsome looks, charming voice, excellent grades, etc.
The next day, Zhao Fengqing called his former life committee member to ask if the school anniversary program could be cancelled.
Zhao Fengqing was fixing her hair backstage.
Zhao Fengqing blinked. She was afraid that she would cry here.
Probably an illusion.
The next day, Zhao Fengqing called his former life committee member to ask if the school anniversary program could be cancelled.
She lifted the curtain slightly, and then it dawned on her.
The ringing of the cell phone interrupted her daze.
Several people from Dahu took the lead in standing up and clapping to the rhythm, and then the classmates also gradually stood up and cheered.
The running track in A is rather deserted today.
The students in the audience were very excited at the beginning, but in the middle part, they felt they could not sit still anymore and left in groups of two or three, using the excuse of going to the toilet.
When other acting students saw her, they were all surprised.
In the dizziness of white light, she seemed to see a person.
Jiang Fuli let go of Dahu and stood on the chair again. She picked up the speaker and shouted, "Zhao Fengqing! I want to marry you!"
She felt dizzy after squatting for too long, so she quickly held onto the tree trunk next to her.
After picking up the phone, Jiang Fuli's laughter came, "Qing'er, my dad has arranged for me to go abroad. I'm happy today, please have a drink."
Zhao Fengqing looked at the shop window. Judging from the reflection in the glass, she didn't notice anything wrong. When she turned to the mirror at the door of the shop, she saw that her neck was covered with dots.
The speeches at the venue were very lengthy. Many students in the backstage were not paying attention. Until suddenly a sophomore girl shouted, "Wow, it's Jiang Jing's turn to give a speech."
Zhao Fengqing really didn't take Qin Xiao seriously before, and she had forgotten about her several times she had seen her. Now that she looked over, she remembered that the girl who was arguing with Jiang Jing in the corridor was Qin Xiao.
There are also boys and girls holding hands with sweet smiles on their faces.
She bent down, picked up her clothes and pants, and slowly put them on. Her movements were very slow, as if every move exhausted all her strength.
At this moment, she suddenly came to her senses and rushed out of the room before Jiang Jing came out.
Zhao Fengqing didn't move at all.
Several people from Dahu took the lead in standing up and clapping to the rhythm, and then the classmates also gradually stood up and cheered.
Zhao Fengqing was always strong and seldom cried, but when her first love came to an end, she couldn't help crying.
Zhao Fengqing turned her head blankly and looked at the closed door of the bathroom. She suddenly couldn't remember what Jiang Jing looked like.
She didn't know where she was, nor where she wanted to go. All her thoughts were still stuck on Jiang Jing's words.
"Where's Qing'er?" Da Hu looked around, "She went backstage so early?"
There are also boys and girls holding hands with sweet smiles on their faces.
Zhao Fengqing ran to the edge of the grove, made a trumpet shape with his hands, and shouted towards the running field with great effort, "Student Jiang! I don't like you anymore!"
Several people from Dahu took the lead in standing up and clapping to the rhythm, and then the classmates also gradually stood up and cheered.
Several high school girls were chattering about Jiang Jing's handsome looks, charming voice, excellent grades, etc.
"Qing'er will be the next one." Dahu consoled him, "Just bear with it."
The feelings of youth are pure and unadulterated. The sweetness and bitterness are all precious memories. She has no regrets.
Jiang Jing's words completely shattered her dignity.
The warmth and pain that Jiang Jing felt when he pressed against her came back to her mind.
After the dizziness passed, she wiped her eyes and shouted to the sky, "Student Jiang! I don't like you anymore!"
She simply squatted down, hugged her knees and cried out loud.
She gripped her bra so tightly that veins popped out.
Zhao Fengqing looked at himself in the mirror lazily.
"Friend?" Zhao Fengqing blinked and came back to his senses.
She behaved normally. She didn't cry or throw a tantrum.
Jiang Jing's words completely shattered her dignity.
He has so many choices, he is nothing.
Zhao Fengqing blinked. She was afraid that she would cry here.
Zhao Fengqing turned her head blankly and looked at the closed door of the bathroom. She suddenly couldn't remember what Jiang Jing looked like.
"In high school, we have another problem to face, which is the vague feelings." Qin Xiao's face was slightly red, but his voice was crisp, "This kind of inexplicable feelings is very beautiful, but it takes up too much time. Under the pressure of the college entrance examination, we must not be distracted..."
"In high school, we have another problem to face, which is the vague feelings." Qin Xiao's face was slightly red, but his voice was crisp, "This kind of inexplicable feelings is very beautiful, but it takes up too much time. Under the pressure of the college entrance examination, we must not be distracted..."
The ringing of the cell phone interrupted her daze.
After Jiang Jing’s speech, it was Qin Xiao’s turn.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the group of crazy friends and smiled.
Perhaps, this is the biggest difference between her and Qin Xiao.
She suddenly burst into tears.
Breathtaking.
The next day, Zhao Fengqing called his former life committee member to ask if the school anniversary program could be cancelled.
This day was exactly nine months since she fell in love with him at first sight.
The attitude of the group of high school girls was obviously different, and they returned to their seats to wait for the show.
White hair, black clothes, and makeup that looked like snow, which made her red lips look particularly gorgeous. Under the stage lights, she looked like a fairy, cold and beautiful.
Yuan Zao interrupted, "Isn't she going to apply to a school in City B?"
Probably an illusion.
Zhao Fengqing stood up at this time and walked towards the curtain on the left side of the stage.
As the event was coming to an end, Zhao Fengqing lifted his hat.
She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands hanging naturally, unable to even stand up. She felt faint.
She behaved normally. She didn't cry or throw a tantrum.
Fortunately not.
After the dizziness passed, she wiped her eyes and shouted to the sky, "Student Jiang! I don't like you anymore!"
Looks like that strange boy.
As soon as the host announced the solo dance of Class 3-7, the group began to roar and applaud loudly, accompanied by whistles.
The feelings of youth are pure and unadulterated. The sweetness and bitterness are all precious memories. She has no regrets.
She lifted the curtain slightly, and then it dawned on her.
Looks like that strange boy.
"Women are so fickle." Rao Zi said beside him. He could actually see that the most obvious change in Zhao Fengqing was that she was no longer obsessed with Jiang Jing.
And now, it's really over.
After Jiang Jing’s speech, it was Qin Xiao’s turn.
Zhao Fengqing still looked the same Zhao Fengqing, eating, drinking and having fun with Jiang Fuli and the others as usual, but he no longer mentioned the man in Class 2, Grade 3.
Zhao Fengqing really didn't take Qin Xiao seriously before, and she had forgotten about her several times she had seen her. Now that she looked over, she remembered that the girl who was arguing with Jiang Jing in the corridor was Qin Xiao.
This day was exactly nine months since she fell in love with him at first sight.
The show is set.
The next day, Zhao Fengqing called his former life committee member to ask if the school anniversary program could be cancelled.
She simply squatted down, hugged her knees and cried out loud.
"In high school, we have another problem to face, which is the vague feelings." Qin Xiao's face was slightly red, but his voice was crisp, "This kind of inexplicable feelings is very beautiful, but it takes up too much time. Under the pressure of the college entrance examination, we must not be distracted..."
Zhao Fengqing was extremely grateful that her back was facing Jiang Jing at this moment, otherwise she would not have had time to adjust her expression.
She got out of the car.
Zhao Fengqing turned her head blankly and looked at the closed door of the bathroom. She suddenly couldn't remember what Jiang Jing looked like.
Zhao Fengqing smiled.
During this period, the first and second year of high school had indoor physical education classes. The sun was scorching, and no one came to run.
Zhao Fengqing was always strong and seldom cried, but when her first love came to an end, she couldn't help crying.
The next day, Zhao Fengqing called his former life committee member to ask if the school anniversary program could be cancelled.
The feelings of youth are pure and unadulterated. The sweetness and bitterness are all precious memories. She has no regrets.
"Friend?" Zhao Fengqing blinked and came back to his senses.
She got out of the car.
Perhaps, this is the biggest difference between her and Qin Xiao.
Although she failed to flirt with Jiang Jing, she used three thousand strands of white silk to commemorate her first love which had no beginning and no end.
Zhao Fengqing relaxed his grip and began to put on his underwear.
goodbye.
There are many school anniversary programs.
The show is set.
Zhao Fengqing wore a black top hat, a black suit and black leather shoes.
She bent down, picked up her clothes and pants, and slowly put them on. Her movements were very slow, as if every move exhausted all her strength.
After Jiang Jing’s speech, it was Qin Xiao’s turn.
Jiang Fuli jumped off the seat and suddenly grabbed Dahu's neck, excited. "Qing'er is so handsome! Damn handsome!"
Several people from Dahu took the lead in standing up and clapping to the rhythm, and then the classmates also gradually stood up and cheered.
Zhao Fengqing left the hotel and wandered aimlessly on the street.
"In high school, we have another problem to face, which is the vague feelings." Qin Xiao's face was slightly red, but his voice was crisp, "This kind of inexplicable feelings is very beautiful, but it takes up too much time. Under the pressure of the college entrance examination, we must not be distracted..."
The students in the audience were very excited at the beginning, but in the middle part, they felt they could not sit still anymore and left in groups of two or three, using the excuse of going to the toilet.
Halfway through scanning, I suddenly remembered that there was a school anniversary program.
After smoking half a pack of cigarettes, she went to A Middle School.
Zhao Fengqing left the hotel and wandered aimlessly on the street.
I practiced it for a few days and then gave it up.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the shop window. Judging from the reflection in the glass, she didn't notice anything wrong. When she turned to the mirror at the door of the shop, she saw that her neck was covered with dots.
She finally woke up when many passers-by pointed at her.
Zhao Fengqing's show was the third to last. The fourth to last was a crosstalk show, which was not funny at all. There was no laughter from the audience, only complaints.
During this period, the first and second year of high school had indoor physical education classes. The sun was scorching, and no one came to run.
Then, turn around and leave.
Zhao Fengqing hung up the phone, got up and went to the convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes.
After picking up the phone, Jiang Fuli's laughter came, "Qing'er, my dad has arranged for me to go abroad. I'm happy today, please have a drink."
White hair, black clothes, and makeup that looked like snow, which made her red lips look particularly gorgeous. Under the stage lights, she looked like a fairy, cold and beautiful.
After Zhao Fengqing's eyes turned red from crying, he swept the name "Jiang Jing" into the trash can of his memory.
It seemed like a very long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a few seconds.
Jiang Fuli rolled her eyes and almost fell asleep. "Why is Qing'er's show scheduled so late?"
Jiang Fuli stood on the chair and screamed like crazy. The scream was so loud that Yuan Zao had to move two steps away from her.
The attitude of the group of high school girls was obviously different, and they returned to their seats to wait for the show.
When she buttoned up her shirt, she was still able to speak normally and replied, "It's only two hundred from a doctor I know." After that, she looked at the floor lamp and smiled sweetly. Only she could hear the bitterness in her smile.
As the event was coming to an end, Zhao Fengqing lifted his hat.
Looks like that strange boy.
"Sister Li, don't worry about this." Da Hu took a sip of wine, "I, Da Hu, have a loud voice. I guarantee that the cheers will resound throughout the venue."
"Well, let's talk about it another day."
Perhaps, this is the biggest difference between her and Qin Xiao.
"Qing'er will be the next one." Dahu consoled him, "Just bear with it."
She bent down, picked up her clothes and pants, and slowly put them on. Her movements were very slow, as if every move exhausted all her strength.
Jiang Jing.
He has so many choices, he is nothing.
And now, it's really over.
She didn't want to say goodbye to him. After he said that, she had already said goodbye to him in her heart.
As soon as the host announced the solo dance of Class 3-7, the group began to roar and applaud loudly, accompanied by whistles.
A girl stomped her feet in anger, and the boy went up to her and hugged her.
Zhao Fengqing was extremely grateful that her back was facing Jiang Jing at this moment, otherwise she would not have had time to adjust her expression.
Jiang Jing's words completely shattered her dignity.
"Friend?" Zhao Fengqing blinked and came back to his senses.
Although she failed to flirt with Jiang Jing, she used three thousand strands of white silk to commemorate her first love which had no beginning and no end.
What a disastrous first love.
"Well, let's talk about it another day."
The students around looked over.
She felt dizzy after squatting for too long, so she quickly held onto the tree trunk next to her.
Then, turn around and leave.
Zhao Fengqing was always strong and seldom cried, but when her first love came to an end, she couldn't help crying.
Zhao Fengqing relaxed his grip and began to put on his underwear.
As soon as the host stepped down from the stage, everyone in Dahu fell silent.
As soon as the host announced the solo dance of Class 3-7, the group began to roar and applaud loudly, accompanied by whistles.
Zhao Fengqing looked at himself in the mirror lazily.
Zhao Fengqing wore a black top hat, a black suit and black leather shoes.
In the dizziness of white light, she seemed to see a person.
Zhao Fengqing really didn't take Qin Xiao seriously before, and she had forgotten about her several times she had seen her. Now that she looked over, she remembered that the girl who was arguing with Jiang Jing in the corridor was Qin Xiao.
Zhao Fengqing ran to the edge of the grove, made a trumpet shape with his hands, and shouted towards the running field with great effort, "Student Jiang! I don't like you anymore!"
And now, it's really over.
Zhao Fengqing used to think that she was invincible in her pursuit of Jiang Jing, but now she understood that the so-called iron wall was just a self-deception. She was not that brave at all. His words made her fall apart. Her love and her chastity were buried on this night.
All male outfit.
Zhao Fengqing didn't move at all.
The sound drifted away without any echo.
"Who knows." Jiang Fuli shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong with her lately. She's so lazy."
Zhao Fengqing wore a black top hat, a black suit and black leather shoes.
Several high school girls were chattering about Jiang Jing's handsome looks, charming voice, excellent grades, etc.
When the music started, her every move was devoid of feminine softness. It was just a masculine mechanical dance. Her hat brim hung very low, and the upper half of her face was in shadow, so the audience could only see her small nose and red lips.
Jiang Jing's words completely shattered her dignity.
She lifted the curtain slightly, and then it dawned on her.
It took her a long time to finally put on her clothes.
Zhao Fengqing sat on a low stool on the pedestrian street, staring at the people coming and going with his empty eyes.
"Who knows." Jiang Fuli shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong with her lately. She's so lazy."
When she buttoned up her shirt, she was still able to speak normally and replied, "It's only two hundred from a doctor I know." After that, she looked at the floor lamp and smiled sweetly. Only she could hear the bitterness in her smile.
This rhythmic tune made the originally stagnant atmosphere in the auditorium boil over instantly.
Yuan Zao interrupted, "Isn't she going to apply to a school in City B?"
She finally woke up when many passers-by pointed at her.
Several people from Dahu took the lead in standing up and clapping to the rhythm, and then the classmates also gradually stood up and cheered.
During this period, the first and second year of high school had indoor physical education classes. The sun was scorching, and no one came to run.
She knew that she could never experience a love that was bitter first and sweet later.
Jiang Fuli stood on the chair and screamed like crazy. The scream was so loud that Yuan Zao had to move two steps away from her.
Zhao Fengqing was extremely grateful that her back was facing Jiang Jing at this moment, otherwise she would not have had time to adjust her expression.
There were still two days before the school anniversary celebration. Jiang Fuli went to buy a bunch of cheering props and threatened: "All of you should free up your time on that day! Go and cheer for Qing'er."
As the event was coming to an end, Zhao Fengqing lifted his hat.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the group of crazy friends and smiled.
On the day of the school anniversary, Jiang Fuli and Da Hu took the first three rows of seats. She kept complaining about the principal's speech, "When will this end? The speech is the same every year, there is really no novelty."
When the music started, her every move was devoid of feminine softness. It was just a masculine mechanical dance. Her hat brim hung very low, and the upper half of her face was in shadow, so the audience could only see her small nose and red lips.
The show is set.
As the event was coming to an end, Zhao Fengqing lifted his hat.
After the dizziness passed, she wiped her eyes and shouted to the sky, "Student Jiang! I don't like you anymore!"
She simply squatted down, hugged her knees and cried out loud.
Zhao Fengqing was extremely grateful that her back was facing Jiang Jing at this moment, otherwise she would not have had time to adjust her expression.
The running track in A is rather deserted today.
She didn't want to say goodbye to him. After he said that, she had already said goodbye to him in her heart.
Perhaps, this is the biggest difference between her and Qin Xiao.
On the day of the school anniversary, Jiang Fuli and Da Hu took the first three rows of seats. She kept complaining about the principal's speech, "When will this end? The speech is the same every year, there is really no novelty."
Her long silver hair was flying in the air.
This unrequited love was extremely difficult for her. Every time Jiang Jing treated her coldly, she would imagine a beautiful future and encourage herself.
It seemed like a very long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a few seconds.
As soon as the host stepped down from the stage, everyone in Dahu fell silent.
Breathtaking.
The sound of water in the bathroom also stopped.
Jiang Jing.
Jiang Fuli stood on the chair and screamed like crazy. The scream was so loud that Yuan Zao had to move two steps away from her.
The feelings of youth are pure and unadulterated. The sweetness and bitterness are all precious memories. She has no regrets.
However, when his words suddenly rang in her ears, that warmth disappeared completely. All that was left was intense pain. The pain spread from her heart and reached her limbs in an instant.
"Qing'er will be the next one." Dahu consoled him, "Just bear with it."
"Well, let's talk about it another day."
White hair, black clothes, and makeup that looked like snow, which made her red lips look particularly gorgeous. Under the stage lights, she looked like a fairy, cold and beautiful.
Zhao Fengqing wore a black top hat, a black suit and black leather shoes.
Zhao Fengqing was extremely grateful that her back was facing Jiang Jing at this moment, otherwise she would not have had time to adjust her expression.
Jiang Fuli jumped off the seat and suddenly grabbed Dahu's neck, excited. "Qing'er is so handsome! Damn handsome!"
During this period, the first and second year of high school had indoor physical education classes. The sun was scorching, and no one came to run.
"In high school, we have another problem to face, which is the vague feelings." Qin Xiao's face was slightly red, but his voice was crisp, "This kind of inexplicable feelings is very beautiful, but it takes up too much time. Under the pressure of the college entrance examination, we must not be distracted..."
At this moment, she suddenly came to her senses and rushed out of the room before Jiang Jing came out.
Zhao Fengqing sat on a low stool on the pedestrian street, staring at the people coming and going with his empty eyes.
“Be gentle…” Da Hu stuck out his tongue and coughed.
When other acting students saw her, they were all surprised.
She lifted the curtain slightly, and then it dawned on her.
White hair, black clothes, and makeup that looked like snow, which made her red lips look particularly gorgeous. Under the stage lights, she looked like a fairy, cold and beautiful.
Zhao Fengqing sat on a low stool on the pedestrian street, staring at the people coming and going with his empty eyes.
She gripped her bra so tightly that veins popped out.
“Be gentle…” Da Hu stuck out his tongue and coughed.
She gripped her bra so tightly that veins popped out.
Jiang Fuli let go of Dahu and stood on the chair again. She picked up the speaker and shouted, "Zhao Fengqing! I want to marry you!"
Zhao Fengqing turned her head blankly and looked at the closed door of the bathroom. She suddenly couldn't remember what Jiang Jing looked like.
"In high school, we have another problem to face, which is the vague feelings." Qin Xiao's face was slightly red, but his voice was crisp, "This kind of inexplicable feelings is very beautiful, but it takes up too much time. Under the pressure of the college entrance examination, we must not be distracted..."
Zhao Fengqing's show was the third to last. The fourth to last was a crosstalk show, which was not funny at all. There was no laughter from the audience, only complaints.
"Who knows." Jiang Fuli shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong with her lately. She's so lazy."
Jiang Jing's words completely shattered her dignity.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the group of crazy friends and smiled.
Then come back and continue sitting on the stool.
The running track in A is rather deserted today.
The reply she got was that her solo dance had already been reported to the school, and it would be very troublesome to change it. "The program time has been arranged, and your program has been deleted. Who should take your place? There are also city leaders coming this year, and the principal must pay attention to it."
Although she failed to flirt with Jiang Jing, she used three thousand strands of white silk to commemorate her first love which had no beginning and no end.
"In high school, we have another problem to face, which is the vague feelings." Qin Xiao's face was slightly red, but his voice was crisp, "This kind of inexplicable feelings is very beautiful, but it takes up too much time. Under the pressure of the college entrance examination, we must not be distracted..."
Jiang Jing didn't say anything and turned into the bathroom.
Although she failed to flirt with Jiang Jing, she used three thousand strands of white silk to commemorate her first love which had no beginning and no end.
When she buttoned up her shirt, she was still able to speak normally and replied, "It's only two hundred from a doctor I know." After that, she looked at the floor lamp and smiled sweetly. Only she could hear the bitterness in her smile.
I practiced it for a few days and then gave it up.
She felt dizzy after squatting for too long, so she quickly held onto the tree trunk next to her.
The surroundings are lush and green, with no one around.
This day was exactly nine months since she fell in love with him at first sight.
Perhaps, this is the biggest difference between her and Qin Xiao.
The attitude of the group of high school girls was obviously different, and they returned to their seats to wait for the show.
Jiang Jing.
"Qing'er will be the next one." Dahu consoled him, "Just bear with it."
This rhythmic tune made the originally stagnant atmosphere in the auditorium boil over instantly.
The show is set.
goodbye.
He has so many choices, he is nothing.
Then, turn around and leave.
However, when his words suddenly rang in her ears, that warmth disappeared completely. All that was left was intense pain. The pain spread from her heart and reached her limbs in an instant.
Zhao Fengqing relaxed his grip and began to put on his underwear.