As for the love letter, it was one thing to accept it with words and deeds, but it was another matter whether Cen Ning gave it or not.
In her cognition, withholding other people's love letters is very immoral, but there is a voice in her selfish heart that resists this. The two concepts confronted each other, so before and after dinner, Cen Ning was always a little restless.
"Hey, you're blocking my way." Cen Ning stood at the gate of the small courtyard, when suddenly a boy's voice came from behind him.
Cen Ning looked back, only to see that it was the little cousin of Words and Actions, Words and Actions Yao. Yan Xingyao is the child of Yan Xing's little aunt, and because his uncle is a married man, Yan Xingyao follows his mother's surname.
Yan Xingyao is two years younger than Cen Ning, he looks like a pink jade, very cute. But Cen Ning didn't like him, because she remembered that when Xue Xiaoxiao snatched her camera that day, he was also by her side.
Cen Ning stepped aside to make way for him.
Yan Xingyao snorted, walked forward two steps arrogantly, and turned around suddenly in the middle of walking, "Aren't you very proud?"
Cen Ning was slightly taken aback, and looked at him with some puzzlement.
Words and deeds said: "Xiaoxiao has been sad for several days because of you, let me tell you, my brother helped you that day not because he likes you, don't get me wrong."
Cen Ning didn't want to argue with him, she twitched the corners of her lips, and showed a stiff smile as if nothing had happened: "I don't know, you are here, what are you talking about."
"I mean, you little stammer, don't think so much. No one else in the family really welcomes you except grandpa. My brother treats you well just because you feel sorry for you!"
Sometimes what your peers say can be more heartbreaking.
Cen Ning looked at the face full of flamboyant words and deeds, and was both embarrassed and hurt for a moment. For a moment, she hated herself for stuttering, and she also hated herself for really doing what Yan Xingyao said, and she was a bit delusional.
"It's you, thinking too much." Probably because the other party was younger than him, Cen Ning dared to show some anger.
"Me? I don't think too much."
Cen Ning looked at Yan Xingyao indifferently, and didn't speak for a while.
Yan Xingyao: "Hey, what are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that? If I'm wrong, you have the ability to point it out."
"It's nothing to do with you, easy to talk about."
After finishing speaking, Cen Ning turned around and walked out of the yard.
Yan Xingyao looked at her thin back, and shouted: "Why don't you have anything to say! Who do you look down on!"
"..."
The other party didn't answer, Yan Xingyao stood where he was, and rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "I know what kind of hero you are if you walk away, and scold me if you have the ability."
Cen Ning came to the open space in the compound where recruits were trained. It was seven o'clock in the evening. There was no small square in the open space, but there were three 18-year-old boys doing small training.
And it was Yan Guofeng who did the intensive training for them.
Yan Guofeng was born in the army. Although at this age he no longer needs to go to battle or train, he is very strict with himself, so his body is very strong, which is fundamentally different from the old people of the same age.
And as a soldier, he has very high demands on his grandson. At this age, his words and deeds are so long that training and so on is already commonplace. The other two are Tang Zheng and Xin Zechuan, they grew up in the same yard, and they are "fellows" with words and deeds, so the three of them did training together since childhood.
At this time, the three of them were doing pull-ups while climbing the horizontal bar. Cen Ning silently sat down on the stone steps beside him, watching how his words and deeds easily fought against gravity.
After a while, the evening training was over. Yan Guofeng went home first, and Yan Xingzhi walked over while exercising his muscles and bones. He put one hand on the hem of his clothes and suddenly lifted it up, but when he saw a little girl on the steps from the corner of his eye, he paused. Put down the clothes that had been lifted in half.
Cen Ning saw it, and saw that the texture of his abdominal muscles under his clothes was clear, and he was obviously sweating profusely from the high amount of exercise.
He made her very embarrassed by this move, just when she wanted to get up, Yan Xingzhi had already walked over and sat down beside her.
He picked up the mineral water on the side and gulped down half the bottle.
"What's the matter?" After words and deeds, he put down the mineral water and screwed up the bottle cap.
Cen Ning hesitated for a moment, picked up the towel and handed it to him: "Khan."
After taking the words and deeds, he wiped it on his face casually, and kept his eyes on her. Cen Ning was so stared at that he had no choice but to reach into his clothes pocket, holding a beautifully folded letter paper.
heart-shaped…
He looked down at her palm for a few seconds, then raised his eyes to look at her coldly. The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.
"Oh shit, why is it half an hour longer today, I'm so hot." Tang Zheng walked towards this side while talking.
With the addition of other voices, the words and deeds finally retracted their gaze.
"Hey, you're here too, little girl." While speaking, Tang Zheng took off his short sleeves up to his head.
"Put on well." He said suddenly in words and deeds.
Tang Zheng didn't react for a moment, his clothes had already been taken off and thrown aside: "Huh?"
His eyes sank in words and deeds, and he picked up the mineral water bottle next to him and threw it over: "Put on your clothes."
Tang Zheng: "..."
Xin Zechuan gave Cen Ning a meaningful look, walked over to pick up Tang Zheng's littered clothes, and threw them in his face: "Put it on, there's still a little girl here, why don't you take it off."
"I'm hot." Tang Zheng put on his clothes innocently, "Little girl, do you mind if I take off my clothes?"
Cen Ning, who was named, blushed and remained silent.
"Do you want face?" The words and deeds cast a cold glance at Tang Zheng, looked at Cen Ning, and continued the previous topic, "Did you give this thing to me?"
Cen Ning's thoughts were also pulled back, and she gave him the palm of her hand: "Yes."
He was silent in words and deeds, and suddenly felt a little tricky.
He thought that what the elders said about unmarried couples might affect her, but he also thought that she might not understand it at such a young age.
But this time, she actually sent him a love letter
He wouldn't be interested in a child, but he obviously didn't want to hurt anyone.
"What is this, a love letter?" Xin Zechuan didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and approached with a playful face.
"Love letter?!" Tang Zheng pushed Xin Zechuan away, "It's incredible!"
Words and deeds pushed Tang Zheng away indifferently: "Go aside."
Tang Zheng refused to let go: "Just send a love letter, little girl, you can do it, but is it really okay, you tormenting a schoolboy in words and deeds—"
Cen Ning pursed his lips, and looked at Tang Zheng seriously: "It's a junior high school student, not an elementary school student."
Words and deeds: "..."
Tang Zheng was amused by Cen Ning's serious look: "Pfft ha ha ha ha, good good, junior high school student."
He cleared his throat in words and deeds, took a rare moment of deliberation, and said, "Cen Ning, you are still young, and you probably don't understand many things, so take this thing back."
He didn't know if it was an illusion of words and deeds, but he felt that Cen Ning's eyes lit up when he finished speaking, as if he was still very happy.
Cen Ning was indeed a little happy, and even this kind of happiness could offset the frustration caused by those words and deeds Yao said just now: "You, don't you want it?"
Words and deeds were a bit awkward again, but he still insisted: "No."
Cen Ning was overjoyed, and quickly took out another pile of love letters folded from letter paper from his pocket, heart-shaped, square, and even paper cranes.
"Then do you want these?"
Words and deeds: "???"
Cen Ning looked at him intently: "Either?"
His words and deeds froze for a moment, but he didn't react: "So much?"
Cen Ning blinked: "The ones in our class are still there, and the class next door is also there, um... Senior sister's ones are also there."
"..."
"..."
"Hahahahahaha!"
Tang Zheng and Xin Zechuan laughed wildly from the side.
The words and deeds that were slapped in the face after "self-righteousness" were silent for a moment, and finally said coldly: "Throw them all away."
Cen Ning: "All of them."
He frowned and glanced at her: "All of them."
Later, Cen Ning ran away with a bunch of love letters. Tang Zheng looked at her back and said happily, "I said, is this girl short-hearted?"
Words and deeds took a sip of water, did not speak.
"I also helped my rival in love to send love letters to my fiancé, it's so funny, hahaha—" I laughed halfway, because I was punched by words and deeds and forced to swallow my laughter back.
The other person who was not beaten, Xin Zechuan continued: "All right, do you have the feeling of being forced to cuckold your wife?"
Tang Zheng: "What kind of fucking metaphor is this, I really like it!"
He glanced at the two of them with incredible words and deeds: "Are you perverted? Don't make fun of children."
"Hey, it's not like you don't know anything in the first year of junior high school. Zechuan has already made his fifth girlfriend in his first year of junior high school."
Words and deeds: "Can she compare with him?"
Xin Zechuan rolled his eyes: "You say what you want, don't drag me in."
Tang Zheng smiled faintly: "But this little girl has grown up a bit, why do you feel that she looks better in this period of time?"
Words and deeds did not speak, picked up the side of the water and walked back.
Does it look better
It seems to have turned white.
**
Cen Ning joined the class in the middle of the semester. Compared with the previous school, this school has too many outstanding students, and the exams are too difficult.
On this day, the papers for the monthly exam were handed out.
Cen Ning looked at the shocking score of fifty-eight on his math paper, and his heart sank to the bottom.
"Don't pick it up, can you pick out the flowers from the test paper." A casual voice suddenly came from the side, Cen Ning glanced at the man, and moved the test paper to his side again.
"I've seen it all, fifty-eight, what are you covering?"
The person speaking at this time is Cen Ning's deskmate. He has a very literary name, Song Ci. But he himself was not very artistic, he was good looking, with single eyelids, high nose bridge, and when he heard Zhang Ziyi's gossip, he heard that there were a few girls in his class who liked him. However, he always acted foolishly, and during the days when Cen Ning was at the same table with him, he occasionally talked to him, but he always liked to make one or two bad words to choke her.
The name of the beautiful word is: be honest and upright.
Cen Ning sneaked a glance at this honest man's test paper, and found that he got ninety-seven points, one multiple choice question short of a perfect score.
Cen Ning's heart twitched uncomfortably. She had worked very hard to keep up with the progress of this class, but she still couldn't catch up with them.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered what Yan Xingyao said, that his words and deeds were kind to her, but to see her pity.
How can she be pitiful
Is it because she is really too weak
That's right, she can't even handle a math paper, she is really weak and useless.
The author has something to say: Ningning will get better and better, don't worry, aunts!
(About the issue of the heroine's intermittent speech, she is stuttering now, that's why she is like this, thank you for your comments~)