The sky was blue and cloudless, and the feeling of stuffiness dissipated a little.
When the last bell of No. 3 Middle School rang, everyone had relaxed smiles on their faces.
After the exam, even if you don't have a holiday immediately, you will almost enter the holiday.
When Ning Zhen returned to the classroom from the examination room, there was laughter and laughter everywhere in the classroom, discussing plans for the summer vacation.
Xia Xiaoshi took out her own magazine to read again, laughing while reading, very absorbed.
Ning Zhen's gaze moved forward slightly, and she saw Lu Zhi.
He has tall legs and long legs, and when he sits lazily, he always has an aura of repelling people thousands of miles away. His eyes are beautiful, but they are also ruthless.
There was something pink between his fingertips, and his thin lips were slightly drawn, looking a little cold.
Ning Zhen approached, glanced lightly, the pink envelope should be a love letter.
She looked away lightly.
"Lu Zhi, make room for me, I want to go in."
Slowly, he moved his leg away to make room for her.
But it only moved a little bit of space, if she wanted to sit in, she had to go next to him. Ning Zhen raised her eyes to look at him, and he just happened to look over too, with a big smile on the corner of her mouth, not in a good mood anyway.
Ning Zhen sighed silently in her heart, trying not to bump into him and walked inside.
Legs still inevitably touched his knees.
Lu Zhi didn't move at all, his gaze was slightly lowered, just falling on her waist, it looked like she was in his arms. The heat and breath from her body came over, it was very warm and fragrant.
He moved his fingers slightly and squeezed the letter tightly.
After all, Ning Zhen had learned to dance, even though he deliberately made things difficult, she still squeezed in.
She sat down with a sigh of relief, and Lu Zhi placed the pink love letter in front of her.
On a clean piece of paper, two very delicate and beautiful characters were written on the lower right corner - Ning Zhen.
So... this is a love letter to her
She raised her eyes and looked over in a daze. Lu Zhi bent his lips: "Why, don't you open it and take a look?"
The handwriting was very strange, but it was not Lu Zhi's unrestrained and unrestrained handwriting.
Ning Zhen finally understood that someone wrote her a love letter, and somehow it got into Lu Zhi's hands. She felt a little headache when she thought about it, so she picked up the letter and opened it to read.
The people around her moved faster, leaned over, and took the letter from her hand.
"Don't look at it, there's nothing to see." He crumpled into a ball and stuffed it into his own desk with no expression on his face.
"..."
"Lu Zhi, can you stop being so naive." Not only naive, but also smart.
He raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at her: "Ning Zhen, who are you calling childish?"
He has been in a bad mood for the past few days. She is already smart and sensitive, and she has already sensed it. Seeing his threatening and domineering look now makes her want to laugh.
She pursed her lips and didn't answer.
"Do you believe that a childish person kisses you here?"
Ning Zhen couldn't bear the teasing, she blushed slightly: "Why do you threaten people every now and then!"
"You think I have a bad temper?" He suddenly approached, his dark eyes met hers, Ning Zhen couldn't see his emotions.
He was too close, Ning Zhen felt uncomfortable, and leaned against the wall, but with her back against the wall, she realized that there was no way out.
She was a little panicked, really afraid that this little bastard would kiss her here. Ning Zhen's eyelashes trembled, and she raised her eyes to look at him: "Don't mess around."
Seeing her timid appearance, he smiled instead. He wanted to mess around, but she couldn't stand it.
All presumptuousness had to be restrained for her.
But she is heartless, so she doesn't like him.
He chuckled: "I want to read a love letter, huh?"
"I don't want to see it. You stay away, it's in the classroom."
"Shall I write for you, what do you want to see, and what will I write for you."
"I do not want."
He resisted the urge to pinch her cheek: "It's the first time I've written a love letter to someone since I was a child, and I can't refuse."
He was so close, the surrounding air seemed to be filled with his breath, a very clean fragrance. Lu Zhi really has never smoked before, and he quit smoking earlier than he quit in his previous life.
She was a little dazed, but when she came back to her senses, she realized that many gossiping eyes were looking at her.
Ning Zhen whispered: "Then, then you can write if you want."
Anyway, don't lean any further, everyone is watching.
So in the last self-study class, Ning Zhen was writing a physics problem, and the person next to her was writing a love letter.
There was a smile on his lips: "Ning Zhen, what color do you like for the cover?"
Song Baoyun kept her self-study and sat on the podium to write the teacher's career plan, occasionally looking down.
Ning Zhen wanted to cover his mouth, lowered her head, her lips moved slightly, and her voice was so small that only the two of them could hear: "It's up to you."
He was restless: "Ning Zhen, I'm poor at words, do you mind writing that I like you 10,000 times?"
"Lu Zhi, stop making trouble."
"If I really wrote it ten thousand times, can you just say that you like me?"
Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head to look at him.
The young man's eyes were clear and clean, and there was a teasing smile in his eyes, but his eyes were full of seriousness. As if he didn't expect her to look over, he slightly lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, it was like a layer of light mist, making it hard to see clearly.
The eyes that seemed a little cold and unsympathetic couldn't hide the slight tension.
If, really wrote 10,000 times like you, can you say you like me
The air seemed to be quiet, and she moved her eyes away, suddenly not knowing how to answer.
It shouldn't be like this.
She actually wanted to say, Lu Zhi, don't like me anymore.
Don't be so persistent.
The teachers concentrated on correcting the papers very quickly, and the results were issued two days later.
As expected, Ning Zhen was the first in Class Seven and ranked fourth in her grade.
She was relieved when she got the report card, it was not far from the previous result, Ning Haiyuan and Xu Qian would not doubt it.
Lu Zhi's report card was placed on the table, and he tapped his fingers lightly on the table, with a somewhat cold expression on his face.
Forty-three is actually a rare good result for him.
But once a person has been slack for many years, it will always be a bit difficult to work hard again.
They still seem to be far away.
It was so far away that he was afraid that it would be too late to catch up.
Ning Zhen was packing her schoolbag, and the vacation had officially entered. The 40-odd days of summer vacation filled the entire No. 3 Middle School with joy, but also a lot of sadness.
The last vacation for the sophomores also means that they are likely to be separated.
Wei Yijie walked up to the podium, cleared his throat, and said, "Students, the holiday will be coming soon, I hope you all have a pleasant holiday. In addition, there will be a grade division at the beginning of the school year. It is very likely that you will no longer be in the same class. Yes. So I discussed with the teachers. Class 7 will hold the last dinner party on the weekend of this week. The venue is the restaurant on Fanhua Street. I hope everyone can come as much as possible. I will send out a wish form later, willing to go All the classmates signed their names on the paper, and I will book a seat after school.”
There was a lot of booing, and a boy asked with a smile: "Squad leader, Teacher Song, are they going?"
Wei Yijie nodded: "Go, Mr. Song said that several teachers will go."
The boy smacked his lips in disappointment. He thought that if the teacher didn't go, he could have a carnival, like a graduation. What's the point of the teacher going? Most of them can't even drink beer, they can only drink soft drinks, and they have to be careful when speaking.
Immediately, many people lost their interest.
The wish list is passed down from the first group.
When it was passed to Lu Zhi's table, he glanced at it and put it in front of Ning Zhen.
Xia Xiaoshi patted Ning Zhen on the shoulder: "Zhen Zhen, are you going? Alas, Teacher Song and the others will also go. They will definitely not have fun. Even if they don't sit at the same table with the teachers, they won't dare to play any games. I don't know I don’t really want to go, but I’m afraid that the teacher will be unhappy if I don’t.”
Ning Zhen took a sneak look at Lu Zhi. Lu Zhi was lazily leaning on the chair, playing games with headphones on, his eyes were stern, and there was no expression on his side face.
She breathed a sigh of relief, well, it's okay, Lu Zhi probably won't go.
Then today would be the last time they were so close. There should be no contact between her and Lu Zhi after the first class of the third year of high school.
Ning Zhen unscrewed the pen cap, nodded, "Go."
If possible, she would like to personally say thank you to Teacher Song. She was very moved by Song Baoyun's tolerance and trust. I didn't have a chance in my previous life, so I should make up for it in this life.
In the black handwriting, the word Ning Zhen was neatly written.
The wish form was passed to Xia Xiaoshi, she bit her pen and hesitated: "Then I will go too."
If you don't go, the teacher will think she has an opinion. Besides, she can't go out for a while during the holidays. Dinner is better than being at home.
The wish forms were passed down next to each other, Lu Zhi turned off the game interface, and clicked on the phone.
[Chen Dongshu]
Chen Dongshu replied in seconds: [What's the matter, Brother Zhi?]
[When the watch is passed to you, add my name]
"..."
The back row of the classroom.
Xiao Feng leaned over to have a look: "What's wrong?"
"I don't know much about Brother Zhi. He's going to a class dinner." These scumbags, it's so embarrassing to go to that kind of dinner. If you really want to go out, you must ask a lot of people out by yourself. What's the point of having a meal
And... if he really wanted to, why didn't he write his own name.
Xiao Feng laughed furiously: "I promise Ning Zhen will go, believe it or not?"
"Believe me." Chen Dongshu replied to Lu Zhi's message, and also smiled: "Then let's go too, it must be very interesting."
He really wanted to see what Lu Zhi could do to Ning Zhen with all the teachers present.
You won't really have a meal honestly, will you
I always feel that brother Zhi wants to do something big.
A group of musty rich second generations, with a tourist-like mood, all signed at the back.
Ning Zhen took a deep breath, tensed her toes, and began to press her legs.
She turned on the phone, and a piece of gentle music made people feel peaceful.
The soul seems to be calming down slowly, and the memories of those previous lives seem to have become very distant. All feelings seem to be thrown into a samsara and washed clean.
Fortunately, this is her sixteen-year-old body, young and soft, and her body's instincts can help her control some basic movements.
She has been practicing basic skills these days, leg presses, shoulder presses, jumping...
There is no big mirror or other equipment in the room, and there are not enough conditions for bar training.
Everything can only be perceived by oneself.
When the door was knocked, Ning Zhen froze, and quickly turned off the phone. There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and her breathing was a little short. Ning Zhen took out a tissue and wiped it, calmed down and opened the door of the room.
Xu Qian stood outside the room and smiled at her.
"May I come inside?"
Ning Zhen nodded.
"Zhenzhen, although Auntie knows that I shouldn't say these things, but I feel uncomfortable if I don't say it. Auntie just wants to ask you, do you want to go back to your grandparents this holiday?"
Ning Zhen raised her eyes, Xu Qian's eyes were very sincere, she explained: "Tang Zhuo will go back to his grandfather during the holidays, I know you haven't gone back for a long time, and you will be in the third year of high school soon, and you will have less free time to enter the third year of high school. If you really want to accompany the old man, just tell your father. Your father looks very serious, but he cares about you very much in his heart. You are too obedient and sensible, and we don’t know what we can do for you. If you want to go back, just talk to your father."
Ning Zhen nodded: "Thank you, Aunt Xu. I see."
Xu Qian smiled: "During the meal just now, you said that your class is going to have a dinner together, right? Dress up beautifully. Do you like the dress I gave you last time? I think you must be beautiful in that."
When Xu Qian was pregnant with Tang Zhuo, she wanted a daughter. How wonderful it is to have a daughter, who can make her live like a little princess, heart-warming and beautiful.
She really likes Ning Zhen, even if it's not her own, she can't help but treat her like a daughter.
No one had discussed anything like this with her in years.
When my mother used to be here, she always said, my Zhenzhen is so beautiful, she looks good in anything she wears.
Ning Zhen felt warm in her heart, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Well, the dress is very pretty, I like it very much."
She was clean and pretty when she smiled, and she was shy and cute like a child. Xu Qian couldn't help touching her hair.
Both of them were stunned.
Ning Zhen smiled lightly: "I'll wear that skirt."
Xu Qian also smiled.
The dinner party is scheduled for the weekend, and Ning Zhen is used to arriving early.
Following the waiter's instructions, she went to the private room on the third floor.
Six or seven students played poker inside. The students did not wear school uniforms anymore, and they all exuded a youthful atmosphere.
When she pushed the door open, everyone was startled.
Someone patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's not the teacher, Ning Zhen, do you want to play together?"
Ning Zhen smiled friendly at them, she shook her head: "I'm not very good at it, you guys can play."
The cards are being shuffled over there: "Okay, okay, then you have time to help us see the teacher, come and tell us, so that we can collect the cards."
Wei Yijie was sitting beside him, reading a book.
When Ning Zhen came in, he raised his eyes and took a look, his face flushed slightly, and then slowly turned pale, he sighed inwardly, and continued to read.
Ning Zhen accepted them and sat down by the window.
It's midsummer, and there are few pedestrians outside. From this corner, you can see the traffic on the street and the people walking into the restaurant.
The air conditioner in the private room was turned on, which was very cool and isolated from the hot and dry outside.
She rested her chin, feeling a little relieved.
Some people came one after another, some were chatting, some were watching and playing cards.
Ning Zhen checked the time, there are still 20 minutes left, the teachers are probably coming soon.
After lowering his eyes, and then raising his eyes again, a few boys appeared downstairs laughing and entering the door.
Lu Zhi walked in the front, the sun was shining brightly, he looked a little lazy, his neckline was slightly open, he was tall and long-legged, and he entered the restaurant in a few steps, while Chen Dongshu and the others were still fighting behind.
She stood up suddenly.
The movement frightened the card players in the private room, and they quickly collected the cards: "Fuck, is the teacher here?"
Ning Zhen was a little embarrassed: "No, it's not. I'm sorry."
She blushed slightly, but she was a little surprised, Lu Zhi obviously didn't write his name, she thought he wouldn't come.
It was like being thrown a stone into a calm lake, and it was hard for her not to feel uneasy.
Lu Zhi pushed open the door, and there was a moment of silence in the private room.
His eyes sneaked onto the boss, he was a little confused... Ah, what happened, Lu Zhi, unexpectedly, came to have dinner with the people in his class
Wei Yijie lowered his eyes after taking a look.
He accepted the wish form, so he naturally knew that the messier people in the class would come.
The card players couldn't go on.
Hmm... I always feel that doing handsome things in front of real bosses is like pretending to be a calf.
Anyway, the time is almost up, so let's just close the cards.
Lu Zhi looked over the crowd and landed on Ning Zhen.
She was wearing a light blue dress, her fair calves were close together, her face was looking out of the window, her ears were slightly red.
He bent his lips, walked over and sat down beside her.
The people in Class 7 were screaming inwardly, playing with their phones with dumb faces, not daring to look over.
Chen Dongshu pushed the door open and came in: "Hi students, good afternoon!"
The students in class seven saw all the bosses coming, and their hearts were a little broken.
What the hell is this...
It's even scarier than the teacher coming, isn't it!
Chen Dongshu glanced, yo, the little beauty by the window is so fucking beautiful, she wears a skirt with a thin waist and long legs, only showing a side face, she looks like a goddess.
In the next second, it was Ning Zhen who realized...
I have to say, brother Zhi has a really good vision.
It's a pity that the little beauty just doesn't look at Brother Zhi.
It is also very cruel.
"Ning Zhen, you haven't recognized me in just two days? Say hello." Lu Zhi raised his eyebrows, and when she turned around, his face turned red.
"Lu Zhi, won't you come?"
"Who told you that I won't come?" He smiled a bit nastyly, "Huh? Hope I won't come?"
"… No."
He knew that this little coward's words were duplicity, and the corners of his mouth were raised.
"You still owe me something, I must come."
Ning Zhen frowned, she couldn't remember what she owed him, and he didn't want to pay him back before, saying that he either gave it or didn't.
She can only choose not to give.
He approached her, his voice lowered: "Ning Zhen, I've finished writing 60,000 characters. Do you remember what you owe me?"
Sixty thousand words... sixty thousand...
—If you really liked you 10,000 times, can you say that you like me
Ning Zhen, I like you.
If it is written 10,000 times, it will be exactly 60,000 characters.
Lu Zhihe...
She met his dark and deep eyes, and everything around her seemed to be quiet.
Her heart beat uncontrollably a little fast, and she couldn't tell if it was nervousness or something else.
There was a smile in his eyes: "My hand is going to be handicapped, so feel sorry for me, okay?"