The rumors in the class gradually subsided over time.
Lin Ruo seemed to be stimulated by something, so she didn't even dare to look at her.
And Song Xinyu always looked at her carefully with those kind of pitiful eyes.
Cheng Chu really didn't like these two people. She was very busy. She had to practice the piano, study, and memorize the manuscript of the speech. She didn't have time to participate in the intrigue of these little girls.
Before I knew it, the weekend passed so quickly, and the speech contest was held on Monday as scheduled.
The last class on Monday, along with the self-study class, was changed to a speech contest, and everyone had to go to the auditorium to assemble.
The contestants were called to the backstage.
When we got there, the cramped backstage was already crowded with people, and it was as noisy as a mini-market.
Cheng Chu discovered that Lin Qifeng had also participated in this competition.
He was not surprised to see Cheng Chu, but raised his eyebrows and said loudly, "You are here too?"
"Yeah, we didn't have enough people to sign up for our class, so we were pulled over." Cheng Chu shrugged.
Lin Qifeng smiled: "Hey, same as me."
He glanced around at random, saw Song Xinyu in the corner, and the corner of his raised mouth froze: "Your class, is the other person participating in that Song Xinyu?"
"Yes." Cheng Chu nodded: "Do you know?"
"Haha, I'm not familiar with it." Lin Qifeng quickly denied: "I'll go first, see you in the match."
He was like a mouse seeing a cat, and when his voice fell, he ran away without a shadow.
Cheng Chu only found it strange, but it wasn't the time to care about it now, she had to recite the manuscript in her hand again.
In the cold winter, the air in the background was mixed and hot, and a light blush appeared on Cheng Chu's face.
Someone had already played in front, and a few words of English were vaguely heard from the distant stage.
Cheng Chu felt a little dizzy and couldn't help but took a few deep breaths before being tapped twice on the shoulder.
"You're number three, get ready, you're the next one."
"Okay, thank you." Cheng Chu nodded, folded the manuscript in his hand into small squares, put it in the pocket of his skirt, raised his eyes slightly, and saw Lin Qifeng standing far away, silently compared to her A cheering gesture.
Cheng Chu couldn't help but let out a smile. She was born bright and moving, but now she smiled slightly, and her red face was a little more charming, which made her seem a lot more friendly.
The boy standing next to him couldn't help but stare blankly, and his face turned red involuntarily.
The host's voice came from a distance: "Next, there is Cheng Chu, the third contestant from the second and third classes of high school. Everyone applauds."
"Phew." Cheng Chu took a few deep breaths and walked onto the stage following the classmates who guided him.
A beam of light fell, and the girl was wearing a school uniform skirt. When she stepped onto the stage, the skirt swayed slightly, like the budding flowers on the branches in early spring.
There was a momentary commotion under the stage, and there was a rustling sound of discussion.
Gu Miao sat in the corner and heard the suppressed excited voices of the boys in the other classes behind.
"Fuck, my goddess."
"The goddess not only can play the piano, but also speaks English so well."
"I heard that she grew up abroad with Lin Qifeng when she was a child."
"Hey, I'm lost in love, I can't compete with Lin Qifeng."
It was a cold wind outside, but it was as warm as spring inside the auditorium.
Gu Miao was sitting on the comfortable back chair, and only felt that he was standing in the cold wind of December in Haishi. The cold and still cold wind blew into his collar, and the heart that was surging all the time because of her. Quietly fell silent.
He looked at the girl on the stage with deep eyes.
Under the bright stage lights, the girl's white skin seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light, and the twinkling peach blossom eyes shone with light.
Her voice is clear and clear, like the clear spring water on the top of the mountain, with the cool and brisk wind of summer night, gurgling into her heart.
The girl's English is fluent, not a straight and elegant English accent, but a casual aesthetic, which makes people's tense hearts unbearably relieved.
Gu Miao's English is not good, it can be said that it is very bad. He listened hard, but only understood a few scattered words.
The auditorium was brightly lit, and a shadow fell in the corner.
Gu Miao's dark eyes seemed to melt into the silence.
Never for a moment had he hated his own incompetence so much.
I can't even learn the most basic English, and I can't even understand what she said.
What about Lin Qifeng? He can stand on the same stage with her brilliantly.
Even like her, she is confident and generous to conquer the hearts of all people.
There was loud applause, and the girl bowed slightly to everyone.
Gu Miao just woke up like a dream, he raised his hand mechanically and patted it.
Unsurprisingly, Cheng Chu won the first place.
Under the stage was a field of flowers and applause, she stood in the center of the stage, receiving everyone's attention.
There was a sea of people boiling in the auditorium. The spotlights on the stage lit up like the sun at noon in summer. Cheng Chu's face was slightly warm. She took the trophy handed over by the principal and looked slightly sideways. Song Xinyu in the distance.
She did well today and finished third.
The petite girl stood on the edge of the stage and was quickly overwhelmed by the surrounding crowd.
She didn't look happy, and pulled the corners of her mouth slightly, showing a far-fetched smile.
After the awards, Cheng Chu followed the crowd to the backstage, took his things and left.
The participants left one after another, and there were not many people in the backstage.
When Lin Qifeng came in, Song Xinyu was the only one left in the backstage.
The girl is a little thin, sitting on a small stool, barely making a sound.
Lin Qifeng was taken aback, seeing that she didn't plan to make a sound, just walked to the side silently, picked up her schoolbag, and turned to leave.
"Lin Qifeng." Song Xinyu's delicate voice suddenly sounded in the empty backstage: "I have something to tell you."
Lin Qifeng's back froze, he coughed awkwardly, and then said, "My driver is waiting for me at the school gate. I'll talk about it next time."
"Don't you even have time to say a word to me?" Song Xinyu stood up with a "swoosh", and looked at Lin Qifeng with tearful eyes, which made his back feel cold.
Lin Qifeng took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then you can talk."
Before all the people in the auditorium had left, Song Xinyu was afraid that others would hear him, so he led him to the hidden staircase.
She lowered her head, bit her lip, twisted her fingers around her clothes, and didn't say a word for a while.
Next to it is the window, and the slow cold wind blows in like a knife.
Lin Qifeng stood in the air vent, only to feel the coolness floating on his back. He looked at the girl who bowed his head in front of him, a trace of impatience appeared in his eyes, and his voice was very cold: "If you have something to say, say it quickly."
He was really freezing to death standing here.
Song Xinyu finally let go of her lower lip. She looked up at the boy in front of her, her watery eyes showing a hint of shyness: "I want to tell you that I like you."
At the dim stairway, the voice-activated light suddenly turned on.
She could clearly see that Lin Qifeng's usually sunny eyes were like the cold wind outside the window, floating with biting indifference.
"I don't like you," she heard him say coolly.
At the empty stairway, there was a slight echo when he spoke, Song Xinyu stood blankly, as if the cold and decisive words echoed over and over again in his ears.
She felt that her heart was broken, her green love was exposed to the cold wind, and the coolness flowed into the blood along the heart, freezing her limbs and bones.
"Why?" Her voice trembled cautiously.
Under the dim light, Lin Qifeng had no expression on his face. His eyes were not deep black, but a light brown color, which seemed indifferent and ethereal.
He fixedly looked at the handrail of the stairs, and said coldly, "No reason, I just don't like it."
The first grade of high school was in the same class as Song Xinyu. At first, he had no feelings for this delicate and weak girl, neither disliked nor liked it, so he always politely refused to show her favor.
But once, in the stairwell, he heard the girl, who was usually so delicate and frightened if she spoke loudly in her ear, was using her soft voice to speak ill of another girl in the class. .
He couldn't believe that such vicious words would come out of such a girl's mouth.
The girl who was slandered was Lin Qifeng's roommate.
She was an introverted and quiet girl, cowardly and kind, always helping others without asking for anything in return. She used to be like sisters to Song Xinyu.
I don't know since when, the girls in the class began to isolate the girl and run on her openly and secretly.
Lin Qifeng didn't understand the reason.
But at that moment, he understood everything.
That girl who needs to be taken care of like a delicate flower and makes many boys feel pity, is essentially a terrifying piranha.
She used weakness to cover up the viciousness in her heart, so that everyone let go of their guard against her, and then gave a fatal blow.
He would not like such a girl, and was even afraid and disgusted in his heart.
In the silent corridor, the phone in Lin Qifeng's pocket vibrated.
It was the driver's call. He picked it up and said apologetically, "Sorry, Uncle Li, I have something to do here. Wait for me for another five minutes, and I'll be right there."
Lin Qifeng hung up the phone and said coldly, "I'll go first if I have nothing to do."
After he finished speaking, he walked up the stairs without waiting for Song Xinyu to say anything.
"and many more."
Lin Qifeng's footsteps were stagnant, and there was some impatience in his tone: "What else?"
"Did you reject me because of Cheng Chu? You like her, right?" Song Xinyu sniffed, her voice choked.
A trace of impatience flashed in Lin Qifeng's eyes: "It has nothing to do with her, don't provoke her, and don't come to me in the future."
The tall and straight figure of the young man gradually disappeared in the corridor, Song Xinyu stood blankly for a while, and tears gradually came to his eyes.
In the misty vision, she thought of the crowd in the crowded backstage, the boy raised his head and smiled brightly at Cheng Chu.
And he didn't even want to look at himself.
Tears gradually fell, and Song Xinyu's misty eyes gradually became cloudy.
She wiped away her tears, the corners of her mouth tickled, and a penetrating smile appeared on her beautiful face.
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