She has little monsters in her pencil case

"Do you like snow that much?"

Why do you keep talking about snowing recently?

Sang Wan didn't dare to answer the other party's slightly ambiguous four-character idiom, so she changed the topic and asked a second sentence that sounded more normal.

"Ah."

Liang Bing replied softly.

But in fact it was duplicity, she just wanted to watch the snow with the person she likes.

The monosyllabic answer sinking in the other party's throat was slightly magnetic, and it was very pleasant to hear if it was lingering with sake.

Sang Wan took a deep breath, calmed down her flustered heart, let go of Liang Bing's scarf, and said angrily.

"I won't fight with you anymore."

After that, he threw away his hand and turned around as if evading, no longer facing her.

Grab the program flyer and face the two people in the back row, "Do you two want to report on the program?"

The panic when she left suddenly was so obvious that Liang Bing could feel it all, but he just looked at Sang Wan's back and smiled slightly, and then returned to his position.

On the other side, Zhang Qiyu in the back row was still immersed in his homework. After hearing Sang Wan's question, he raised his hands excitedly, "I, I, I! I play and sing by myself!"

Xiaopang sneered when she heard the words, and immediately refuted her, "Is it just your broken voice?"

"If you don't want to live, just squeak."

Fatty was a little vain by Zhang Qiyu's stare, but after shrinking timidly back, he was still a little unwilling, and whispered a small report to Sang Wan.

"You dare to let her go up at night like her?"

Sang Wan sighed, shook her head and added a few words to the program list, "It's good to have a program, there's no room for choice."

"Wanwan, trust me! You can't go wrong if you choose me!"

Hearing Sang Wan's words, Zhang Qiyu immediately patted his chest as a guarantee, and then looked at Xiaopang proudly, "Hmph, and I wrote this song myself. The English song is super foreign!"

"Yo."

Sang Wan became interested when he heard this.

She knew that Zhang Qiyu had learned guitar for a while, but she never expected that this person could write songs, so she asked in surprise.

"Why do you want to write a song?"

"Harmful."

Zhang Qiyu waved his hand, "Don't mention it, I was too good at learning English that day, and I wrote a poem when I was emotional."

learn English...

By the way, Zhang Qiyu's learning English recently is super crazy.

Sang Wan raised her eyebrows at her thoughtfully, "Yo, it's related to the monitor again."

"It was originally written for her!"

Zhang Qiyu slapped the table excitedly, "I can't resist her power, can't I take a detour to attack the enemy!"

Fatty, who has always been friends with Zhang Qiyu, was super disdainful when he heard this.

"You don't have a foreign style. You can use a foreign language? I can give you a foreign name in a few minutes."

"Just you? What do you say if you have the ability?"

Zhang Qiyu gave him a look like you can do it.

Xiaopang snorted softly and straightened his collar.

"Let me tell you, the little green cherry, the leek box, and the moth are all weak now. They are not novel at all. If you want to start, just listen to it and it will make people feel fresh and new!"

Sang Wan blinked curiously, Zhang Qiyu raised his eyebrows in disdain, both of them listened attentively.

Seeing that the audience's emotions have been mobilized, Xiaopang is also excited, and his voice is excited.

"As for me, I'm very good at naming names based on my appearance. Let's say it based on Lao Zhang's face shape. How about calling it...Shoehorn face! Or call it a big face dish? It's more realistic."

"Oh yes, didn't you write a song for the class monitor?"

Xiaopang patted Zhang Qiyu on the shoulder, "I've already thought up the name for you, it's called Song of Big Face, how about it! I'll just ask you if you're awesome!"

"That's really awesome."

Zhang Qiyu replied calmly.

In the next second, without warning, he rolled up his sleeves and slapped Wang Xiaopang on the head.

I can go to your mother's big face song!

"Come again and again."

Seeing the frenzied flames of war in front of him, Sang Wan leaned back on his table rather weakly, and sighed.

Liang Bing glanced at her sideways, "Don't make yourself so tired."

Sang Wan was still a little uncomfortable with Liang Bing's approach just now, but after hesitating for a while, she nodded and agreed to her words.

"If it really doesn't work, let's divide into groups and force each group to produce a program. That's fine."

Liang Bing said.

The other party suddenly said a way, which made Sang Wan look at her in surprise.

"Don't pay back now?"

Liang Bing shrugged with a smile, "I'm afraid that I'll be forced into my arms again."

The milk cat is not teased, but will explode when it is said.

"You say it again!"

At this moment, Sang Wan turned the villain into the villain, but finally adopted the method proposed by Liang Bing, dividing the class into eight groups, with five people in each group, and one program for each group, none of them could escape.

So the next week became everyone waiting for New Year's Day in excitement and busyness.

Fairly happy.

Every day, I can see the class cadres of different classes carrying large bags of fruit and melon seed drinks to the office.

Of course, Li Ruo and the life committee members were responsible for purchasing the melons and fruits from the first class. At that time, Zhang Qiyu followed them out with shamelessness and insisted on helping Li Ruo.

It's called repayment.

But has she forgotten that her return gift has already been given.

Sang Wan saw all these things, but she just smiled and didn't point it out.

The days are spent in everyone's anticipation and excitement.

Finally, a week later, New Year's Day came.

It was said to be a New Year's Eve party, but in fact the carnival started in the afternoon.

Just after the lunch break, around 02:30, everyone started to pull the tables and chairs to the wall to form a square, leaving the middle of the class empty for performances.

At the beginning of the activity, the head teacher just walked around to talk about the scene, and left after a couple of oranges, leaving the rest of the time for the young people.

And although the performance was mandatory at the beginning, the atmosphere became much better after everyone played with it.

Sang Wan sat in her seat, smiling happily at the two students in the middle of the class who were playing cross talk.

Just as Sang Wan was concentrating on watching the show, a hand suddenly stretched out beside her, and with a light flick of her long finger, she snatched the orange she was holding in Sang Wan's hand.

Probably because it has been held for a long time, the smooth and bright orange skin still has the temperature of that person, it is still warm.

Liang Bing glanced down at the orange in his hand, and shook his head.

"For your stomach, don't eat anything that's cold."

"Well?"

Sang Wan was slightly surprised for a moment when the things in his hand were taken away suddenly.

Then he involuntarily looked to the side, saw the orange in Liang Bing's hand and smiled lightly.

"I didn't intend to eat it, I just held it and played with it."

"Oh, then I brought you small biscuits and snacks, do you want to eat?"

As he spoke, Liang Bing put down the orange and reached for his schoolbag without waiting for her answer.

With a "swish", the zipper was opened, and the contents inside were fully presented in front of the eyes, and the whole bag was actually full.

Sang Wan was shocked, "This, you brought all of this?"

It's not for me, is it?

Just, afraid that my stomach will be cold?

Liang Bing didn't answer her question directly, but just chuckled, "It's a pity that the yogurt is a bit cold, so I didn't bring it."

"Also, forget it."

The other party was so considerate, but Sang Wan felt slightly cramped.

"What did you say? I didn't catch it."

With soft eyes, Liang Bing moved closer to Sang Wan, as if he didn't understand what she was saying.

Because just now, the classmate who talked about cross talk had just finished performing, and everyone applauded thunderously.

The scene was a bit noisy, and it was understandable that Liang Bing didn't hear clearly.

"I say yes...I say thank you!"

Sang Wan breathed a sigh of relief, ready to refuse, but just as she spoke, she suddenly saw Liang Bing's gentle side face, and changed her words by accident.

Hearing these words, Liang Bing said softly with a gentle smile on his lips.

"it is good."

Just when the two of them were close together and biting their ears, the performers in the middle had already started to change to the next batch.

Then the classmate who came up was tall and slender with a slightly heroic face, and went up with a guitar, wasn't it Zhang Qiyu.

Zhang Qiyu was not stage fright either, so he moved a stool and sat in the middle, smiling.

"Hi everyone, I will sing a song for you next, the name of the song is Dedicated to Li Ruo."

When Zhang Qiyu's words came out through the microphone, Li Ruo was sitting at the table peeling oranges.

Hearing this, she raised her head, but her fingers froze. The ordinary orange she had just peeled fell to the ground with a slap because of her weak fingertips, and rolled away for a long time.

Yes.

Because of Wang Xiaopang's disruption that day, Zhang Qiyu didn't care whether he was foreign or not, and directly changed the song.

The title of the song is simple and easy to understand, it is dedicated to Li Ruo.

Sang Wan sat at the table, pinched the snacks that Liang Bing stuffed into her hands, looked at Zhang Qiyu who was already singing affectionately on the stage, and then at Li Ruo who was stunned off the stage.

Can't help chuckling.

It seems that Ayu's spring is coming.

***

The performance was a quick thing, and within three hours, they appeared and ended one after another.

The rest of the time is completely left for everyone to mess around.

It's just that the school doesn't allow everyone to use ribbons and colored paper for the convenience of cleaning, so everyone can only get together to chat and fart.

Those standing and sitting were shouting loudly, the scene was really lively.

It just so happened that during this free time, Liang Bing went out to use the restroom, and Zhang Qiyu also finished his performance.

So Xiaopang took out a deck of cards that he secretly made in his spare time, and took it out with a smile on his face.

So 3 minutes later, the three got together and played openly.

"Yes three!"

"I'm sorry."

"Pass..."

"Hahaha, then I only have one card left, you guys are too good!"

This is Wang Xiaopang's proud roar, he threw the cards on the table excitedly, and started laughing wildly with his hips on his hips.

Zhang Qiyu howled and scratched his hair, "Fuck! Lost again!"

Sang Wan numbly pointed to her face covered with notes, "Is it worse than me? I'm covered with notes."

When it comes to food, Sang Wan is the best.

Everyone wins and loses, but she didn't turn over once from the beginning to the end, and posted as many posts as there were rounds.

There is almost no room for the little face.

Wang Xiaopang glanced at them both complacently, and then sighed helplessly but showing off.

"Oh, it's so lonely to be invincible, I'm so proud of the lone wolf king, Xiaopang, to be the leader, it's so lonely."

【What does Proud Lone Wolf mean? 】

Just when Xiaopang's words had just come out of his mouth, Jianjian suddenly spoke out.

Its unique timbre is a bit light, and it rings in the noisy classroom with a little confusion.

But Que Sangwan heard it all at once. Looking back, he saw the little monster wearing a red sweater poking his head.

It has a small figure, but it is cute and lonely.

Sang Wan looked around, then quietly approached it and whispered thoughtfully, "It's just a nickname, he's bragging about how powerful he is."

【ah?Yeah! 】

Jianjian was surprised, and then immediately started making trouble.

[Then I want it, I want it, I want a super-powerful nickname, you name it to me later, I want the super awesome one]

Sang Wan was amused by it, but today is a happy day, and she has no intention of rejecting anyone.

He tilted his head and thought for a while, then pulled a note from his face, randomly took a pen and paper from the side and wrote a few words.

Then the slender fingers were lifted slightly, and they were gently hung on the cheap neck.

Write a letter, a wolf in the wind!

It just so happened that at this time, Liang Bing came back and watched from afar what Sang Wan was doing at her desk.

After a few steps, he looked at the red knitted sweater, proud neck, pen with a note hanging on his body, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Then she glanced sideways and saw Sang Wan next to her with a note on her face, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud, like a bright moon in her arms.

"What are you doing here?"

"Humph!"

Sang Wan snorted softly when she heard the words, curled her lips, and pointed at Wang Xiaopang who was aggressively beating Zhang Qiyu, "I lost to him at cards."

"Being bullied so badly?"

"Then let me cook."

Furious into a puffer fish.

Liang Bing pursed his lips and chuckled, then faced Wang Xiaopang who was still jumping over there, and raised his eyebrows in a rare initiative to mess around.

"Wang Su, do you want to play a game with me?"

"Ah! Good!"

So 10 minutes later, the Proud Lone Wolf was killed by Liang Bing without leaving a single piece of armor, and the number of notes on his face was twice that of Sang Wan.

The legend of the proud lone wolf is completely over today.

Looking at the image of Xiaopang, Zhang Qiyu laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

Even Sang Wan frowned with joy.

It's just that she smiled and looked at Liang Bing inadvertently, her joy gradually faded, and her eyes looking at Liang Bing were a little complicated.

Is this person avenging her?

At this time, the atmosphere in the class was very hot, and you were too noisy to me. At this moment, suddenly, there was an excited shout from outside.

"Snowing!"

As soon as these three words came out, the atmosphere in the class immediately boiled like soup.

Even the few people who were still sitting together playing cards were stunned and looked at each other inadvertently.

In the next second, Zhang Qiyu and Wang Xiaopang got up at the same time, and ran out bluffing.

Sang Wan was also a little surprised, she didn't take what happened just now to her mind, but immediately remembered that Liang Bing was always talking about snow recently.

He wiped off the note on his face, and lightly slapped the arm of the person sitting next to him, "Don't you keep saying that you want to see Chuxue? Come on, let's go out and have a look."

Liang Bing's eyes glanced lightly at her face, and nodded slightly with a smile.

"Ah."

By the time Sang Wan and the others went out, it was already a step too late.

The corridor was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. As far as the eye could see, there were only crowds of people's heads, and no snowflakes could be seen.

Sang Wan stood on tiptoe at the back and took a look, then got down a little discouraged.

"You can't see it at all."

This scene was expected, Liang Bing raised his eyes to look over, then lowered his head gently to Sang Wan's ear.

"Want to see it, I have a way, I know a place, it should be pretty good there."

"what?"

Sang Wan was stunned for a moment, "Where is it?"

"do you want to go?"

Sang Wan hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

I still want to go.

As soon as her answer came out, Liang Bing's smile deepened immediately, and all the rare emotions appeared on his face, as if he couldn't help himself.

Afterwards, he grabbed Sang Wan's wrist in an outrageous manner, "Then I'll take you there!"

"Huh? Oh."

The opponent's action was really surprising, Sang Wan didn't realize it all at once, but Liang Bing grabbed her wrist and led her away.

But in the end she didn't struggle, looked at Liang Bing's handsome back, and then glanced at the hand that was gently grasped on the wrist.

Shaking his head, with a smile on his face, he ran along indulgently.

The place to go is a little far away.

With one deep foot and one shallow foot, he stepped on the ground following the man's footsteps, snowflakes danced beside him, surrounded by the quiet and deserted campus tree scenery, like an illusion, which made Sang Wan dazzled.

It's just that she doesn't know whether it's the snow that makes her heart tremble, or the person who is pulling her to run in the snow.

When she finally stopped, Sang Wan was still panting slightly, looking at the prospect in front of her, but couldn't speak.

Because she knew the place Liang Bing brought her to, it was a famous building in the school.

This building has been around for some years, because it is red all over, it has been referred to as the Red Building for short.

Shijin Middle School is an old school, and the Red Building has a long history. It is about a hundred years old, and it is a very old wooden building.

Later, in order to protect it, it was no longer open as a teaching building, but everyone can visit it occasionally.

It's just that the students are busy, so the small building is often quiet.

Sang Wan stood in front of the red building in a daze, and finally regained her breath, but for a while she didn't know what to say.

Because she saw large flakes of snowflakes falling down one after another, misty before her eyes.

Behind it is the century-old red wooden building, which is silent.

The red wall and broken snow are gradually charming the eyes.

Liang Bing gently tugged Sang Wan's wrist, who was stunned, and approached her softly.

"Let's go up and have a look."

Sang Wan was dragged by her, and then she came back to her senses, looked at Liang Bing who was slightly invisible in the heavy snow, and nodded slightly.

"it is good."

When going upstairs, Liang Bing was still holding Sang Wan's hand, but Sang Wan seemed to have forgotten about it and never broke away.

Just walked quietly, walked into the red building, and stepped on the wooden steps.

The whole body is quiet, there are only the two of them in this world.

It wasn't until they reached the second floor that Liang Bing finally let go of Sang Wan's wrist.

The view of the scenery here is very good. At a glance, there are snowflakes dancing lightly, green trees and white snow, and the snow scene of the campus is all in sight.

Sang Wan was fascinated by the scene as soon as she came up, and she didn't notice that Liang Bing let go of her hand.

She quietly looked at the misty scenery in front of her, and sighed softly, "No wonder you want to see Chuxue so much, it's really beautiful."

"Yeah, it's really beautiful."

Sang Wan looked at Chuxue, but Liang Bing was looking at Sang Wan, and just looked at Wen Rou and replied to her.

When Liang Bing was speaking, Sang Wan glanced slightly sideways at her, and was a little surprised the next moment.

Because the person next to him had taken off his glasses at some point and was looking at him quietly.

And maybe because of running in the snow for a long time, Liang Bing's eyelashes were covered with snowflakes, which looked cold and warm.

Sang Wan let out a little surprise, and raised her hand to help Liang Bing brush off the snowflakes.

But snowflakes are not a long-lasting thing, just when Sang Wan touched Liang Bing's eyelashes with her fingertips, the snowflakes warmed up a little bit.

It melted between Liang Bing's eyebrows and in Liang Bing's eyes.

And Liang Bing was still looking at Sang Wan like that, with tenderness in his eyes, but the moment Sang Wan raised his hand to move closer, he suddenly smiled.

Dazzling, better than the snow scene this winter.

She spoke softly, and her voice was gentle.

"I really like it."

"what do you like?"

"I like Chuxue and you."

perhaps.

only like you.