The sweet smell of citrus

"It's the Sweet Smell of Citrus" Author: Yubone cc

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It is said that the most beautiful thing in life is to have a confidant along the way.

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The same table leaned over and ear-to-ear: study hard, let's go to the best university together.

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You walked into my life, appeared in front of me, approached me purely, like a twilight in the wilderness.

Let's take the exam together, work hard together, grow up together, get to know each other together, and be best friends together.

-OK.

Chapter 1 The Perfect Female Squad Leader——Song Yi

The sky is bright.

As soon as the alarm clock rang, Song Yi opened her eyes, raised her hand, and turned off the alarm clock. She quickly sat up and went into the bathroom.

After 10 minutes, all the broken hair on the head of the person who came out of the bathroom has been smoothed out by the water, and there are slight drops of water on the beautiful and fair face of melon seeds. Of course, the most eye-catching thing is her expression.

With a three-point smile on her face and four-point eyes, anyone who looks at it will give a compliment—what a slim and kind girl.

After tidying up her hair, Song Yi quickly took out the neatly ironed clothes from the closet yesterday.

This bedroom is very small, and the wallpaper on the wall is even a little faded, but the way Song Yi stood in the room and dressed abruptly made the whole picture bulge into a painting.

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Jiang Ke Yi Gao.

Song Yi parked his bicycle behind the carport and started walking towards the classroom.

The class time for the third year of high school is 6:50. Although this time node is already very early, Song Yi arrives at school half an hour earlier every day, because it would be too hasty to arrive at school on time.Although the appearance of running around the campus is youthful, but——

Song Yi clicked his tongue inwardly, and ran recklessly, very stupidly.

Soon, she walked up to the teaching building of Class [-] and [-] in a calm manner. There were very few people in the corridor, and when she ran into a few classmates occasionally, Song Yi would show a very generous smile, and those who were treated kindly would praise her. He laughed and said naturally: "Squad leader, you came so early again."

After reaching the classroom and opening the door, Song Yi quickly got to his seat and began to read.

People came in one after another and saw that she was studying seriously, and at the same time they were used to it, but they couldn't help but sigh: "Squad leader, you really worked so hard."

Upon hearing this, Song Yi raised his head quickly, blinked his eyes, smiled shyly, and continued to lower his head.

His eyes fell on the lines of ants, and Song Yi tilted his head slightly. Yes, if she doesn't study hard, how can she stay in this high school?

If you don’t come out on top, how can you become the focus of the crowd, and how can you get funding from the school board?

and so--

She looked around, and the corners of her mouth curved higher.

Song Yi has always known what he is after.

The bell rings, class is on.

Although I have already started self-study in the morning, there are still many people in the classroom who have not come, which is normal. After all, Jiangke Senior Class [-] and [-] are not only the key class of Jiangke, but also the special class for students who were born on the finish line. Well.

Smiling inwardly and cursing, Song Yi quickly stood on the podium and began to organize the students in the class to study.

She always smiles when she meets everyone. It doesn't matter whether she reads or not. Anyway, she smiles and says a few words. After laughing, do you listen to it or not...that's up to you.

7:30, morning reading, Song Yi quickly found out his schedule notepad, after scanning it, he quickly started to notify the representatives of each subject about today's matters.

Several class representatives remembered some things and some didn't, but regardless of whether they remembered or not, they all expressed their gratitude to Song Yi after receiving Song Yi's loving reminder.

Song Yi smiled, said nothing, continued to return to his seat and began to hide his achievements and fame.

Class.

In the first class, the Chinese teacher distributed the monthly exam papers.

Only the top [-] were reported for the ranking, and the scores ranged from low to high. Song Yi sat in her seat calmly, but her eyes had already quietly focused on Teacher Tu.

Although... this is just a monthly exam, but the goddess cannot have flaws, not even once.

Therefore, she must be number one!

"Okay, the scores of other students have been reported. Now let me talk about the highest score in our class, and she is also the highest score in the grade. Her score is the highest level in the subject of Chinese. If everyone can match Song Yi, Then in the college entrance examination, Chinese will become your biggest score, Song Yi, come and get your test paper, 147 points."

Hearing her name, Song Yi's eyes flashed a bit of hard-to-conceal surprise, but when everyone's eyes focused on her, she immediately hid her surprise and pride, and put on a happy but slightly A look of bewildered naivety.

After taking the test papers, the classroom was a bit noisy. Song Yi's ears were very good. In the noisy environment, she could vaguely hear people talking nearby.

"How did the monitor manage to be so powerful..."

"Is every subject so good?"

"Why does it feel like other people's IQ is IQ, and mine is just an ornament..."

Praises were heard, and Song Yi lowered his head, burying his pride in the test paper.

Today, a total of three teachers handed out test papers, Chinese 147, which is still within the expected satisfactory range, Mathematics 146 is a bit weak, I heard that there is another person in the grade with the same score as her, English 140 is simply unbearable, I heard that he was ranked third in the grade.