The sweet smell of citrus

Joy rushed to Cheng Jialan's face.

"Did you really forgive me? Expose this matter!"

"Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just a corner--" After expressing friendship, Song Yi added a few words for the scene as usual.

But Cheng Jialan didn't answer this kind of words, but snorted to the side, "What, it's not a big deal..."

"You obviously care about it!"

"Glaring at me, cold war, you don't look right at me!"

"Don't lie to me by saying such unimportant things!" Cheng Jialan paused twice, and then added in a low voice, "This is the only time, next time I will ask you to borrow something, and I will pay you whatever you want."

"Also... I will read that notebook next time."

After all, he seemed to have worked so hard to copy something, so she kindly lent it to her, and she didn't turn it over at all, which is really a bit sorry for him.

but……

"But I'm just flipping." Cheng Jialan looked serious.

"I don't understand many places."

Song Yi thought she was going to say something with a serious face, but she didn't expect such a sentence, she couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

Cheng Jialan blushed, thinking that Song Yi was laughing at her, a little anxious and shy, "What are you laughing at!"

"……nothing."

Just thinking, it turns out that someone can be so cute.

"You can watch it if you want. It doesn't matter if you don't understand it. If you really want to learn, you can ask me directly."

"Oh."

This is the end of the chat.

But, not long after, Cheng Jialan, who was looking down at the exercise book, patted Song Yi again, and asked in a low voice, "So, you really forgive me?"

Song Yi nodded after a slight pause, "It's true."

Chapter 18 Did you know the monitor before?she takes care of you

The forgiven Cheng Jialan maintained unprecedented enthusiasm.

She felt warm in her heart. Looking at the math exercise book, her head didn't hurt anymore, her eyes didn't blur, and her mind didn't feel sleepy anymore. She concentrated on reading the questions and applied the formula Song Yi just taught in her mind. , make the topic bit by bit...

After getting the answer, Cheng Jialan secretly glanced at Song Yi again.

this person……

After those notes are all down, she will take a serious look at them.

It's not to study hard, but I think she should read it.

After making up her mind, she withdrew her wait-and-see gaze.

On the other side, Song Yi, who was pretending to be doing her homework, looked at Cheng Jialan from the corner of her eye and lowered her head, then paused for a moment. A quick book.

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Today is Saturday, the third year of senior high school makes up classes until today, generally there will be no evening self-study, and school will be over at around 05:30 in the afternoon. Everyone is allowed to go home and rest for one afternoon plus one morning, and then return to school on the weekend to continue working hard.

This school break, the school committee organized and kept all the people who signed up and bought Song Yi's notebook.

"At noon today, I have already copied all the monitor's notes, but!" The school committee smiled and spread his hands, "Everyone knows how popular the monitor's notes are. After copying, the paper piled up as high as a mountain. I Didn't bring it over."

The pile of notebooks was indeed quite spectacular. Jiang Ying was dumbfounded when she saw it, and after thinking about it, she and Song Yi sorted out the notes and squatted beside them.

Simply wait until after school in the afternoon to teach a few students to move these to the classroom before posting.

As quasi-adults, everyone's mobility is maxed out, especially the male students in the class are also warm-hearted, and the printing shop is not far from the teaching building, so it didn't take long for piles of notes to pile up in the class.

The school committee found a group leader, and several people stood on the podium, calling their names and handing out workbooks. The classroom was a bit noisy.

Cheng Jialan just sat in the noisy crowd, waiting for his own 'answer'.

Can--

A bunch is done.

Two piles are done.

The last one is also out.

Everyone left one by one, but her name was still not called.

Cheng Jialan:? ? ?

She wanted to rush up and ask Jiang Ying why her share had disappeared, but at this moment, Jiang Ying was talking to someone else, so she waited for a while, and finally Jiang Ying placed the order.

Cheng Jialan couldn't wait to rush up to the podium, she stopped in front of Jiang Ying, stretched out her hand, her slender red fingertips were facing her face, "Study committee member, where is my share?"

"Didn't I order you at noon!?" She was a little anxious.

But for some reason, after hearing her words, Jiang Ying glanced at Cheng Jialan with a somewhat subtle gaze.

"Hey, transfer student, let me ask you a few questions."

"what?"

"Do you have a good relationship with the class monitor?" The school committee clicked his tongue and added an adjective, "It's the kind where you annoy her madly while she's doing her homework, and she can still respond to you."

"..."

The scene described in these words is so familiar, Cheng Jialan's heart skipped a beat, and his tone was a little unstable, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, I just find it strange." Jiang Ying twisted her chin with one hand, and her eyes began to look at Quan Jialan again.

Cheng had never been inspected by such intense eyes, and she felt a little uncomfortable. She tilted her head, avoiding the gaze of the school committee, and asked, "Where are my study notes?"