"Fuck!"
"The sour smell of love~"
Watching Fu Zhixing enter the classroom, a group of boys on the corridor sighed.
Qin Zheng and Li Shiyu glanced at each other, then their eyes fell on Lu Chen's expressionless face, and asked with a pointed smile, "This is all over the head, can Miss Ruan still study hard?"
"..."
Li Shiyu held back the corner of his mouth and gave him a thumbs up.
Between the two, Lu Chen entered the classroom without saying a word.
Ruan Yue was tall among the girls, and sat in the middle of the first group by the window. He was in the last row of the second group, and while walking in, he had a panoramic view of her movements and expressions.
In my impression, when Ruan Yue was with him, she seldom showed such a pure smile. His Ruan Yue was always sad and worried.
Compared with Fu Zhixing, is he really that bad
"wipe-"
After cursing a curse word in a low voice, he didn't even feel like going to sleep. He casually took a book from the drawer, turned around and left the classroom again.
On the side of the teaching building, there is a small garden.
Fu Zhixing took a Chinese book and read it: "When I come back, please leave me alone. The world is against me, so how can I ask for it again? Please talk to relatives, and play piano and books to relieve worries..."
He has received orientation training since he was a child, and his voice when reading is clear and pleasant.
Every word is in the ear, like an auditory feast.
Inexplicably, Ruan Yue remembered a catchphrase that was later used to evaluate people's voice on the Internet: a good voice that can make people's ears pregnant.
It fits perfectly here.
After Fu Zhixing finished reading the whole paragraph, he turned his head and saw that she was out of her mind, and said amusedly, "So you usually read like this?"
Ruan Yue held the scroll and smiled, "Have you all learned the second unit?"
"No, I'm previewing."
Responding, Fu Zhixing tapped her arm with the spine of the book, "It's like a kitten fishing, concentrate on it, I'll take the test later."
"..."
Ruan Yue silently picked up the book.
She doesn't like to read loudly, her voice is low, and each word is very slow, falling on her ears, there is an inexplicable sense of softness and tenderness.
Fu Zhixing looked down for a few seconds, couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, and looked away.
I also didn't notice that not far away from Dongqing, there was a student who was also studying in the morning, and quietly took a picture of this scene with his mobile phone.
That student is a Weibo expert.
I don't pay attention to my early reading, I use books to cover my mobile phone, and I read gossip online.
When I found that the fifteenth most searched item on Weibo was "first love face", I went in curiously and found that it was a military training photo of a girl.
During this period of military training in major colleges and universities in China, there were quite a few media reporters visiting everywhere, searching for interesting and interesting news topics. This girl, known as "First Love Face", quickly became popular on the Internet because of a camouflage photo that was captured.
In the comment area, quite a few netizens who joined in the fun posted their own saved pictures to ask for praise, and the boy had a thought, so he secretly took pictures of Ruan Yue and Fu Zhixing.
He is from a science class. He doesn't know Ruan Yue, but he is no stranger to Fu Zhixing. After passing on the picture, he cleverly wrote a line of explanation——
[Sneak shot during morning reading, our high school student and his girlfriend?]
To his surprise, in just a few minutes, many netizens liked and commented on the picture.
[Wow, this girl is so beautiful!]
[It's nice to be young.]
[Suddenly remembered our school belle in high school.]
[Is it so white? I'm sour!]
[I feel that the school grass eyes are full of pampering, so sweet.]
[Sweetened to +1.]
[When I was studying, I always thought school uniforms were ugly. When I saw this picture, I suddenly understood that school uniforms are not ugly, but people are ugly.]
[Hahaha, heartbroken!]
…
When the bell rang, the comment sent by the boy was directly promoted to the third most popular comment area, and there was a tendency to catch up.
In the dining hall.
Ruan Yue took a wet towel to wipe the table and chairs, and Fu Zhixing went to cook.
He is a famous figure in the school, because he is a commuter, only at breakfast time, he will occasionally appear in the dining hall.
Every time it appears, it is the focus of everyone's attention.
This morning, more and more students were staring at him.
A few girls in Class 19 had lunch and walked to their seats together, only then did Sun Jing turn her eyes away, and said "tsk", "Good students are so blatant when they fall in love—"
"Eating together is not necessarily a relationship, right?"
She said to the girl sitting across from her.
"Didn't you see that photo on Weibo?"
Sun Jing glanced over, "Anyone can tell, right? The relationship between the two of them is not normal. It's no wonder that Fu Zhixing looks at her like that."
"I saw it too haha, there were people discussing it in the small group in the first year of high school."
"The rhythm of the fire—"
Sun Jing smiled coolly, and found that Ding Chuchu next to her was only paying attention to eating with her head down, and couldn't help complaining, "Didn't I just choose a leader operator? I thought I was a big deal, and so did the netizens. Listening to the wind is rain, saying What kind of school belle, obviously not even class belle."
"that is."
Someone echoed and looked at Ding Chuchu, "Where do we put Chuchu?"
Ding Chuchu raised her eyes, and looked at her helplessly, "Okay, it's just some gossip news, what's there to talk about, it doesn't matter what class flowers and school flowers are, learning is the most important thing."
"… Why."
A girl on the side who had been silent for a long time sighed softly, "He was born rich and beautiful, and he was childhood sweetheart with Fu Zhixing. If I die of happiness, I don't care about my studies. I just take the ordinary second degree, and I will definitely marry a rich man after graduation." The second generation is living a life that we can't match even if we work hard."
Hearing this truth, Ding Chuchu was taken aback.
She could hardly lie to herself anymore.
The first time she saw Ruan Yue in her life, she didn't like her very much.
Obviously they are all of the same age, Ruan Yue doesn't touch the spring water with ten fingers, and is pampered, but she can't even pay the tuition fee, so she has to accept her father's financial support gratefully.
Her mother and Uncle Ruan were at the same table in middle school, and they knew Uncle Ruan earlier than Ruan Yue's mother; the grandparents of the Ruan family also liked her very much, and loved her as their own granddaughter. Died unexpectedly, maybe...
Will Uncle Ruan marry her mother
This sudden thought startled Ding Chuchu.
Holding the chopsticks in one hand, she recalled carefully, and vaguely felt that her mother and Uncle Ruan seemed to have feelings from the beginning.
Several times when she went to the bathroom before going to bed, she saw her mother texting.
... Ruan Yue stepped on the bell and entered the classroom.
As soon as he sat down on his seat, Cheng Xiao in the front row turned around, suppressed his excited voice and gossiped, "Hey, hey, what's your relationship with Fu Zhixing?"
Ruan Yue was taken aback, and answered while taking out the book: "We grew up together."
"Childhood sweetheart?"
"... sort of."
Ruan Yue opened the book with one hand and said with a smile, "His parents and my mother are colleagues in the same hospital. We have known each other since we can remember. We moved once two years ago, and the new house is still in the same community."
"Wow, this is too romantic!"
Cheng Xiao said with a look of longing, took out the phone and found the picture to show her, "Do you know that you are popular? It seems that a boy in our second year of high school secretly took pictures during his morning reading. Look at the way Fu Zhixing looks at you , tsk tsk, tenderness is dead!"
"..."
Ruan Yue lowered her eyes and looked at the picture in surprise.
Cheng Xiao continued, "That boy seems to be an expert on Weibo. He especially likes to post some funny jokes on it. He has a lot of fans. This time, he uploaded your photos and became popular."
"..."
After a few seconds of silence, Ruan Yue subconsciously frowned, thought for a while, took out her mobile phone and sent Fu Zhixing a WeChat message, asking: [Do you know what happened on Weibo?]
There is a wall between Class 18.
The teacher in class was already standing outside the classroom. After saving the picture, Fu Zhixing was about to put his phone back in his schoolbag when he received a WeChat message from Ruan Yue.
"Attend class!"
"stand up-"
He yelled, pressed the table with one hand, lowered his head, operated the phone with the other hand, and replied: [Well, what's wrong?]
—[My front desk said that the boy who posted on Weibo has a lot of fans. After the school spreads, will the teacher know and misunderstand?]
After Fu Zhixing sat down, he opened the book with one hand, and still replied with one hand: [In this world, there are only men and women, and there is no reason why the opposite sex will be misunderstood. If the teacher knows it, he will know it. Woolen cloth.]
His deskmate is Meng Hao. He tilted his head and saw him listening to the class in a serious manner and then replying to the text message with one hand. He was a little irritated. Then he leaned over and saw the last few words, and couldn't help "coughing", holding back a laugh : "The love talk skills are at the full level, buddy."
Fu Zhixing didn't raise his head, "Listen to your class."
"... I said, isn't your double standard a bit serious?"
Looking at the blackboard seriously, Meng Hao asked back in a low voice.
After sending the WeChat message, Fu Zhixing stuffed his phone into his schoolbag, turned his head and gave him a flat look.
Although he didn't speak, Meng Hao successfully translated the subtext for him automatically by relying on his classmates' understanding for many years: "Who gave you the confidence to compare with me???"
As the second child of ten thousand years, he shed aggrieved tears.
—
The school day goes by quickly.
After the school bell rang, Li Shiyu stuffed a few books on the table into the table hole, and howled, "I'm so boring."
Immediately she turned her head and asked, "Brother Shen, do you want to have supper?"
"No, I'll go home."
Lu Chen stuffed a few books from the hole in the table into his schoolbag, creating an illusion of "the schoolbag is full", got up and said.
Caught off guard, Li Shiyu gave him a surprised look, "Is something wrong?"
"The school uniform is at home."
After speaking succinctly, Lu Chen threw his schoolbag over his shoulder and walked away.
His home is not far from the school, and he basically rides a bicycle back and forth. After going downstairs, he picks up the bike in the shed. He rides out of the school gate and arrives home after a while.
In the living room, Lu Jianmin was watching TV when he heard the door knock.
The probe found that he was quite surprised when he came back, and asked with a smile: "Why are you back today? All pocket money?"
"No, get some clothes."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and changed into his slippers, and returned to his room with his schoolbag on his back.
A few minutes later, Lu Jianmin pushed open the door of his room, sat on his bed, met his eyes, smiled mysteriously, took out a card from his trouser pocket and shook it at him, "Guess what's in it?"
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