Wangyun

In the next few days, Song Qing's attitude towards Zhang Shenyun became icy cold.

Completely ignore.

When she saw Zhang Shenyun before, she would look away and pretend not to see it, but now her gaze passed directly through Zhang Shenyun, she didn't know where to look, and she didn't blink.

Everyone in the class can clearly feel this change, and they can't avoid the occasions where the two of them appear together. One has a cold face, and the other smiles but doesn't reach his eyes. The air pressure is so low that it breaks through Maria. Na Trench.

During the self-study time before evening class that day, teacher Sun, the head teacher, called Song Qing and Zhang Shenyun to the office, and asked a class committee member to temporarily observe the discipline of the class.

The teachers in the office are all watching the class right now, and the seats are all empty.

Teacher Sun looked at the two girls standing side by side in front of him, and was a little puzzled: "Is there any misunderstanding between you two?"

Song Qing shook her head, and Zhang Shenyun answered, "No, it was a small matter before, but we talked about it later."

Song Qing lowered her eyelids, her expression indifferent.

Teacher Sun is a geography teacher with good logical thinking. It is the first time to lead a freshman class. He is full of enthusiasm and patience.

She asked: "Since there is no misunderstanding, why is your relationship getting worse recently?"

"Of course, I shouldn't take too much care of such personal matters. After all, you are all adults who are going to college. However, because this is a very critical time, even a little mood swing should be taken seriously. .”

"Now you treat me as an ordinary friend, you can tell me what's bothering you recently."

"How about this, you two talk separately, Song Qing, you come first, and Zhang Shenyun wait outside the door."

Zhang Shenyun bowed naturally and walked outside the door.

Song Qing moved, and sat on another chair following the teacher's advice.

The pleated skirt was draped over her knees, and the girl's skin was snow-white, revealing youthful moisture and vigor.

However, her complexion did not soften because of facing the teacher, but her posture relaxed a little, and she was no longer tense.

"Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Song Qing said perfunctorily: "We really don't have anything, Mr. Sun, you think too much."

"It's nothing. It's nothing. Your attitude towards others is so bad? How did she provoke you?"

"...My attitude has always been like this, how can it be very bad. Maybe it's just a natural discord, and I can't get along with her."

Teacher Sun was helpless, thought for a while, and asked, "Is it because of... Su Jie?"

Song Qing sneered: "What are you thinking, don't you think highly of him?"

"Then why, you have to give me an explanation, right?"

"There's no reason, maybe... she hurt my self-esteem."

After saying this, no matter how much Teacher Sun made indirect remarks, or pressed questions directly, Song Qing refused to speak.

Today's students, especially high school students, have weird ideas and love to use swords and swords, but they can't fight or scold, which makes people helpless.

Teacher Sun waved her to leave, and called Zhang Shenyun in by the way.

The two passed by the door, Song Qing didn't look sideways, and didn't even move the corners of her eyes, but Zhang Shenyun glanced at her with a smile, leaned closer to her ear, and smiled softly: "Your ears are red."

Song Qing strode quickly, ignoring her.

But when he heard Zhang Shenyun chuckle, he couldn't help it any longer and blushed.

Zhang Shenyun suddenly felt that this person was quite interesting.

So uninteresting.

The girl who walked up to the teacher put away her playful expression, but there was still a little smile in her eyes.

"Shen Yun, come and sit down, let's talk slowly."

The attitude towards Mr. Zhang Shenyun and Sun is much gentler.

It's not because she prefers good students. In fact, Song Qing's grades in the class are also among the best.

It's just that Song Qing's personality is relatively stubborn. If her attitude is not a bit tougher, she won't even think about asking a word.

As for Zhang Shenyun, everyone knows that in ancient times, she was a perfect example of a lady, and she could still listen to her if she moved her with affection and reason.

But today, Mr. Sun repeatedly hit a wall.

Zhang Shenyun is indeed answering every question, with a sincere attitude.

But she always avoided the important ones, and didn't let Teacher Sun find out any substantive answers.

"Hey... forget it, since you don't say it, I won't force it, let's go back first."

Zhang Shenyun got up, bowed again, said goodbye quietly, and then turned to leave.

Teacher Sun thought for a while, and decided to fight poison with fire.

She followed and walked back to the class, and immediately announced an instruction, "Come on, Song Qing, change with Liu Yang and sit next to Zhang Shenyun. Liu Yang, change and sit next to Zhao Junwei."

The whole class was silent.

I can't figure out what the teacher is thinking.

And Song Qing was almost stunned, delirious from being bombarded by this news.

... omg!

Together with Zhang Shenyun!

Do!same!table!

Who will wake her up...

But after a while, under Teacher Sun's personal supervision, she still packed her things slowly, went back and forth a few times, and changed places with Liu Yang.

Teacher Sun saw that she was sitting on the seat with her back straight. Although the two of them were very close but forcibly separated a large space, she clapped her hands in satisfaction: "Okay, the adjustment of the position is also for the benefit of everyone's study. From now on, you two We must also promote each other and learn together.”

Liu Yang and Zhao Junwei looked at each other with tears in their hands. Both of them were in the bottom ten of the class. Without the support of Xueba at the same table, I don't know how sad the future will be.

They also want to learn, teacher!

Song Qing was always dizzy on the way back to the dormitory at night.

She and Zhang Shenyun... have become tablemates...

omg...

How to do……

In the three classes tonight, she didn't know what the teacher said on the podium, and her mind was full of the people sitting beside her.

So close, so close to her.

The profile of her taking notes is so serious.

Her fingers holding the pen are so slender.

Her handwriting is well written.

Her fishbone braid hangs over her left shoulder, exposing the skin on her neck, so white.

she…………

In short, it was all Zhang Shenyun.

She blushed all night, and was afraid of being seen by others, so she kept her head down and let her hair hang down to cover her face. People who didn't know thought she was sulking about this matter alone.

When Song Qing was about to enter the dormitory building, she was stopped by someone.

"Song Qing."

Turning around subconsciously, the tall figure and the mint green dress were Zhang Shenyun.

She said to her: "See you tomorrow, and... good night."

"……oh oh."

Zhang Shenyun smiled again, so tender that water would flow out, turned around and walked towards the school gate.

Their girls' dormitory was built next to the gate, separated from the cafeteria by a wide main road.

The outside side of the dormitory building can see the street outside.

Song Qing froze for a moment, her body had already started to move before her consciousness came to her senses.

He ran upstairs in a hurry, opened the door and walked a few steps to the window, separated by a layer of iron bars, his eyes wandered eagerly among the crowd.

"What happened to you?"

"Song Qing, what are you looking at? Is there a little brother?"

"Ah? Little brother? I want to see where it is!"

As soon as the girls in the dormitory heard the key words, they immediately crowded to the window and looked out.

"So many people... who are they?"

"Where is there a little brother?"

This group of people looked at it for a long time, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets, they didn't find the target, they scattered away muttering, and went to do their own things.

Song Qing didn't have time to talk to these nympho roommates, she was looking at the person who was also very conspicuous in the crowd under the night.

She was holding a few books, and a bag was slung across her left shoulder. The small leather bag was leaning against her leg, pressing down the skirt that fluttered as she walked.

I don't feel it when I'm sitting, why is her skirt so short when she stands up and walks?

She chatted and laughed with the people around her, leaning her head lightly on that person's shoulder from time to time.

Seen from the back, they are really envious of others, what a couple made in heaven.

Song Qing watched her walk away unconsciously, completely out of her sight, her eyes hurt a little, and her heart felt empty.

The colder she was towards Zhang Shenyun, the more she actually cared.

Because of family reasons, she was not very talkative since she was a child, and she was a bit withdrawn. Later, she couldn't express what she wanted to express, and she always kept a respectful attitude towards people and things.

Even if his heart was overwhelmed, he didn't show anything on his face.

Meeting Zhang Shenyun was an absolute accident in her life. This person... is so kind and gentle to everyone. With her around, everyone feels at ease. She always smiles, so sincere, so quiet and beautiful. her heart.

In her world, except for Zhang Shenyun, everyone else is gloomy, and only she is full of flowing colors, so vivid and full of vitality.

But, to Zhang Shenyun, what is she?

A particular crush?

A voyeur hiding in the shadows?

Or a... same-sex pervert?

What the hell is she?