The sweet smell of citrus

The number of third prizes is the largest, with a total of eight.

None of the eight thought of Cheng Jialan and Song Yi.

The students who won the third prize came to the stage to receive the award and took a group photo.

There were three second prizes after that, and Cheng Jialan listened to the second prize very attentively.

Principal Li didn't want to make people hungry, so he finished the three names in one breath, without Song Yi and Cheng Jialan.

She suddenly became excited, "Squad leader! We don't have our names!"

"...Why are you so happy?"

"We performed very well! We will definitely win the prize. We are not in the third prize and the second grade, so we—" Isn't it the first prize that is guaranteed!

This method of elimination is well used, "Then you have to be ready, we will be on stage later."

As Cheng Jialan guessed, after the second grade, Principal Li announced the first prize.

"Then, the program that won the first prize is "The Girl in the Moonlight" from Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School. We invite the first prize winners to come on stage to accept the award."

This is the first day of the New Year in 2020 according to the Gregorian calendar. Cheng Jialan and Song Yi stood together under the lights, wearing similar dresses, and holding the same trophy. In the middle of the seat under the stage, a photographer was taking photos.

Cheng Jialan's heart was beating very fast. Before the performance, the monitor had told her that the group photo of tonight's winners would be hung on the white wall of the library.

If there is no accident, it will be suspended until the school closes down.

and so--

What will be written under this photo?

Song Yi and Cheng Jialan in Class [-], "The Girl in the Moonlight"?

At the moment when the picture was frozen, Cheng Jialan turned his head and glanced at Song Yi.

At a glance, it was captured by the camera.

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After the show ended, the temperature outside was very low. Both Song Yi and Cheng Jialan changed into today's velvet skirts and put on a down jacket.

"Squad leader! We won the first place, do you want to celebrate today!" Cheng Jialan was very active holding the trophy in his hand.

Song Yi paused, "How do you want to celebrate? Drinking? Minors are not allowed to drink."

"...What kind of wine to drink! Let's find a place to have a supper together!" I really want to stay with the monitor for a while!

While Song Yi was thinking, Cheng Weiguo appeared.

He was wearing a black overcoat, holding a small bouquet of flowers in his hand. Seeing Cheng Jialan, the man's serious face broke into a smile, "Lanlan! You are awesome."

"Old... Dad, why are you here?"

"It's your first performance on stage, how could Dad miss it." After Cheng Weiguo finished speaking, he also greeted Song Yi, "Student Song's performance is also very exciting."

"Thank you Uncle Cheng for your compliment."

Cheng Weiguo originally wanted to take Cheng Jialan back, but when the girl became self-willed, no one could do anything about it.

She must go out to celebrate, no one can stop talking, Song Yi got into Cheng's car, the imperial capital was still colorful at night, Cheng Jialan kept asking Song Yi where he wanted to go.

She thought about it and said, "If you don't mind, let's go to KFC."

It belongs to the time of little girls, and Lao Cheng didn't interfere.

After entering KFC, the two ordered a set meal together. While drinking Coke, Cheng Jialan asked, "Why does the monitor suddenly want to come here?"

"There is no special reason. It's just that you kept asking, and suddenly remembered... After I won the trophy in the first year of high school, I also went to KFC to celebrate. As the saying goes, there is a beginning and an end. I come here in the first year, and I want to come here in the last year."

the first year?Freshman?

In the year before I got the scholarship, I came to kfc to celebrate so clearly——

I couldn't help but flash through the little cabbage, yellow in the field.

I couldn't help but feel sorry for the excellent monitor.

but……

"Squad leader! Let me ask you a question, are you happy to spend this New Year's Day with me?" She put her hands together, her big eyes flickering, like a kitten with its claws clasped together, meowing shouted.

Who can say that they don't like such a scene?

"Of course I'm happy." Simple compliments were not enough, Song Yi added, "It was Xiao Cheng who let me know. It turned out that two people are happier than one."

"really?"

"Yes." Song Yi laughed.Like melting ice and snow, Cheng Jialan was suddenly warmed up.

The girl immediately picked up the Coke and set the flag: "The monitor, I hope we can spend every new year's day together!"

"Squad leader, why don't you drink Coke! Let's have a drink together."

what.

"Don't just make promises at a young age."

"It will be a long time in the future."

"Squad leader, what do you mean by that?" Cheng Jialan snorted, and called her again, "Pick up the Coke!"

Song Yi looked up at Cheng Jialan. She was indeed firm and persistent. In her eyes, she seemed to be the only one looking at Coke.

Every New Year's Day?

"Then, once the promise is made, it cannot be easily changed." She held up the Coke, "Then let's have a drink."

There was no sound when the paper cups collided, but the ice cubes in the quilt made a sound of falling.

In the end, both were well fed.

The heater in the car made people drowsy, so Lao Cheng drove Cheng Jialan home first.

"Squad leader! Happy New Year, goodbye!"