The sweet smell of citrus

Originally, the two had little interaction, but when Cheng Jialan looked up and saw the school committee, he didn't know what was wrong, so he suddenly opened his mouth and asked curiously——

"Are you sorting out Song Yi's notes?"

The school committee suddenly heard a strange voice, looked up and found out that it was a transfer student, she smiled, "Yes."

She became curious.

"Do people in the class like to ask the monitor to borrow notes and make copies?"

"Of course." The school committee looked up at Cheng Jialan, with a slightly surprised tone, "Didn't the monitor lend you the math notes for you to read, and you still have this question after reading them?"

Cheng Jialan: ...

Isn't this after I got the notes, I haven't had time to turn them over.

When she was here, she didn't have time to look.

Ok……

"Can I still read these notes now?" Cheng Jialan raised his head and asked the school committee.

The school committee member who was doing the finishing work burst out laughing, "Of course, you can read it as you like, as long as you don't wrinkle the book."

Cheng Jialan flicked his hand over the notes and paused slightly.

Open the familiar study notes, skip the first page, and look back...

Cheng Jialan felt that a new door was slowly opening in front of him.

It turns out... just making a class note, can it be made like this?

It's simply too powerful.

"Can I see something else?"

"Okay, just be careful not to wrinkle the book." The school committee still repeated the previous sentence.

At this moment, Cheng Jialan became cautious, and asked curiously while looking at the chemistry notebook, "Why do you always emphasize not to wrinkle the notebook?"

"what……"

"You are a transfer student, so you don't know the monitor's habits." The school committee said with a smile.

Cheng Jialan snorted and asked, "What habit?"

"Sitting next to her, you didn't notice... She comes every day, and the clothes she wears are very neat, basically without wrinkles? And the things on her table are never misplaced. "

"I sat at the same table with her when I was a sophomore in high school, and found that she is a very clean and tidy person. No matter what she puts, it is neat."

"Especially the books and test papers. After studying for a semester, the monitor's books basically have nothing but the fluffy feeling after turning the pages."

While talking, the school committee remembered something.

"Speaking of which, I just remembered that the monitor said he lent you the math notes." She picked up the math book on the table and shook it lightly, "It's even folded."

"Did you make the folds?"

Cheng Jialan's heart sank, and he nodded.

The school committee snorted, "Then you are pitiful. From now on, the monitor may not lend you any notes."

"..."

Never again?

"Is it that serious?"

The school committee looked at what you said.

"So transfer students, do you want to register and copy the other notes? The class monitor's notes are a precious asset for review~ After you make a copy, you can make whatever you want."

She wanted to say that she didn't need it, because it was impossible to see it.

Can--

A pile of notebooks were stacked on the table, Cheng Jialan paused, and looked at the school committee.

"Then...then add my name."

"Okay~ I'm going to make a photocopy then!"

Chapter 16 Carefully Rubbing Squad Leader Song

When Song Yi went to recharge the card, the computer in the school's back office had a malfunction. She waited outside for a long time with a group of students who were starving for food, and then she was able to resume her life.

Another 300 yuan was empty in the wallet.

Walking out the door, there were no familiar classmates around, and no one he knew would come to this corner, Song Yi sighed slightly in his heart.

This semester is still long... I don't know when the grants and bonuses will be issued.

"What a headache."

After being depressed for a while, Song Yi finally adjusted his mood.

But it was a little late to go to the cafeteria at this hour, and there might not be any fresh hot dishes there, so after thinking about it, Song Yi turned a corner and went to the school convenience store.

Although the school's convenience store is not big, it has a lot of colorful products.

Song Yi's eyes swept across from above, thinking in his heart...

Should I eat bread for lunch today, or just drink a bottle of yogurt?

But her eyes turned and turned, and her eyes suddenly stopped on a red cylindrical object.

Ah, there is still this one for sale.

My heart suddenly moved, and a charming fragrance came from my nose. When I looked up, it turned out that someone was pouring boiling water for instant noodles at the door of the convenience store.

The aroma is tangy and alluring.

Ok……

Uncontrollably, Song Yi swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The hand moved forward slightly, wanting to touch that thing, but a surprised voice suddenly came from outside.

"Hey! Squad leader! Why are you here!"

"..."

She took her hand back almost as quickly as lightning, and hooked a strand of hair beside her ear with her slender hand. Song Yi turned around with an impeccable smile on his face, "Yingying, what a coincidence."

"Yes, yes." The school committee laughed twice, "But, monitor, what do you want to buy here?"

"It's nothing." Anyway, it is impossible to buy instant noodles.

Standing here eating instant noodles... how is that possible.