My crush wants to make the same mistakes with me after rebirth

"Nine o'clock twenty-five..." Xie Jue lay on the table, watching the second hand go round and round, "He won't go back after practicing the piano, will he?"

possible!He quickly took out his phone and sent Jiang Zhuo a message.

[Xie Jue]: Brother, you won't go back to the dormitory by yourself, will you?

[Thanks]: [/roll][/roll]

Fortunately, Jiang Zhuo replied to the message not long after.

[Jiang Zhuo]: Immediately.

"How did you practice so late..." Xie Jue couldn't help but muttered.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Zhuo walked in from the back door, "Hand."

So Xie Jue straightened his hands, ready to be carried.

"Put both hands together." Jiang Zhuo said again.

together?Is this going to be carried back?

Doubts are doubts, but he still put his hands together as he said.

Then, Jiang Zhuo stretched out the hand that he had been hiding behind his back, and slowly sprinkled the warm osmanthus on his palm.

"Osmanthus?" He looked down at the little flowers scattered on his hands.

"Let's go." Jiang Zhuo squatted down and said.

Xie Jue tightly clenched the flowers in his hands before lying on his back.

Maybe it's because he stayed in the flowers for too long, so until now Jiang Zhuo's collar and hair still have a light fragrance.

The two walked slowly towards the dormitory.

"The following song was ordered by Zhu Wen, Class [-], Grade [-], please enjoy it." The voice of a member of the broadcasting agency came from the speaker on the side of the road.

As soon as they heard Zhu Wen's name, both of them involuntarily pricked up their ears to listen.

The next second, the familiar melody sounded, which was the song "Zhu Bajie Carrying His Wife" that was popular all over the country in the early years.

"..."

Hold.

The good news is that the next morning, Xie Jue's feet finally started to subside, at least he stopped screaming in pain while standing.

"Xiao Xie can walk?" Zhu Wen asked with a smile when he saw that he was about to get up to go to the bathroom alone.

Xie Jue gave a thumbs up, walked out proudly and in an extremely strange posture.

Fifteen minutes before the start of morning reading, Jiang Zhuo casually packed the breakfast box and threw it away before turning out the English book.

Su Rui, who was swiping his phone, suddenly let out a "huh".

"What's the matter?" Zhu Wen immediately moved over curiously, but when he saw the screen, his expression immediately dimmed, "Damn?"

Seeing that their expressions were not very good-looking, Jiang Zhuo slightly frowned to express his doubts.

Su Rui and Zhu Wen looked at each other for a while, and then turned the phone screen to him.

What appeared on the screen was a hot post on campus, with a bold bold line on the title: The behind-the-scenes truth behind the award of a student surnamed Jiang from the 818 private campus.

Even Jiang Zhuo was somewhat attracted by the title.

He wanted to see what truth he could have if he won an award.

The host’s ID is called Mu Wu, and the level looks like a trumpet. On the first floor, the list of judges in the last international competition was sent out, and the name of Gu Danqiu was circled with a red graffiti pen, and a line of small characters was marked beside it. "Jiang Zhuo's piano teacher".

In addition, this person also sent a daily group photo of Mr. Gu and a certain judge teacher in another competition.

It is self-evident what it means.

"..." After reading it, only two words emerged in Jiang Zhuo's heart, that's it?

"Create rumors with one mouth, and refute them quickly..." Zhu Wen shook his head "tsk tsk" as he spoke.

Jiang Zhuo pushed the phone back, "Okay, don't worry about it."

Posting this kind of thing is nothing more than trying to ruin his reputation.

But this method is too naive...

"Is the comment below crazy?" Su Rui slid down to look at it and said in surprise, "Does anyone believe this?"

"Don't look at it." Jiang Zhuo patted him on the shoulder, and then turned the phone out of his drawer.

If you want to ask about the school forum, of course you have to find...

[Jiang Zhuo]: Shen Kuan.

[Shen Kuan]: Here, brother, what's the matter?

[Jiang Zhuo]: Did you see that hot post in the school forum?

[Shen Kuan]: Hot post?I gonna go see.

Their school's forum is shared between private and public schools, so there are quite a lot of posts, and Shen Kuan somehow became an administrator.

Not long after, Shen Kuan sent a black question mark emoji package.

[Shen Kuan]: Brother, forgive me for my insanity, is that person saying that you won the award by going through the back door?

[Jiang Zhuo]: Otherwise, do you think he is praising me for my superb piano skills?

[Shen Kuan]: ...how about I delete the post?

[Jiang Zhuo]: No, I just want to ask if you have seen this ID.

[Shen Kuan]: Nothing?What kind of stupid name is this? I seem to have seen it before, but I don’t seem to have seen it before.Brother, wait a minute, according to my guess, this should be a small size, and his large size is hidden in his watch list!

Looking at this passage, Jiang Zhuo couldn't help raising his eyebrows, this is a novel idea.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Shen Kuan to send a screenshot.

[Shen Kuan]: Brother, look, the number of his followers is 1, so it must be that his tuba is gone!

It sounds reasonable.

However, five seconds later, Shen Kuan sent another emoji scratching his head.

[Shen Kuan]: Hey, the person he is following is you...

"..."

[Shen Kuan]: But I do seem to have seen a similar id somewhere...[/Meditation]

[Jiang Zhuo]: When you remember, tell me.

[Shen Kuan]: Alright bro!

"This post should be posted by someone from the public school, right?" Su Rui said suddenly.

Zhu Wen turned to look at him, "Why do you see this?"

"Look, he specially added the word 'private campus' in front of 'classmate surnamed Jiang'. If it's a student from our campus, as soon as the surname Jiang is mentioned and he wins the prize, he will automatically lock Brother Zhuo. It is necessary to emphasize " Su Rui rubbed his chin and said, "So, the main purpose of this post is actually to let the students in the public school district pay attention to Brother Zhuo..."

Hearing this, Zhu Wen clapped his hands suddenly, "Oh—" and then asked again, "Why are you paying attention to Brother Zhuo?"

"My dear pig." Su Rui said expressionlessly, "You forgot that the Top Ten Singer Contest is about to come..."

It was only after mentioning this that Zhu Wen fully understood what he meant.

As soon as this post came out, even if Jiang Zhuo won No.1 in the competition, others would think that he came through the back door.

"It's disgusting..." Zhu Wen couldn't help poking his mouth, "Did they jump over the wall because they saw our campus winning three consecutive championships?"

Jiang Zhuo pressed his temple, "Okay, stop blah."

When Zhu Wen was about to speak, Su Rui reached out to touch him, and then glanced at Zhou Tingmu who was sitting not far away.

At this time, he realized that he had placed the title of champion on Jiang Zhuo's head intentionally or unintentionally, which made the other contestants feel uncomfortable after hearing it.

Ever since, when Xie Jue moved back to the classroom at a tortoise's speed, he was met with a strange silence.

"Isn't it early reading?" He asked with a puzzled face, "Why are all of them quieter than self-study classes..."

As soon as the words were finished, Teacher Huang pushed the door open and walked in, "Students, have you heard all about the sports meeting?"

Upon hearing this, the students immediately started talking.

"Liang Chao." Teacher Huang turned his head and shouted at the sports committee, "I'll leave it to you to organize the registration, and I'll pull everyone to practice more when I have time. There is still more than a month to go, and progress can be made. "

Liang Chao nodded immediately, "Good teacher."

"Okay, everyone, let's start reading early." Teacher Huang turned around and walked out after saying this.

Sports meeting... I don't know who should run the marathon.

After thinking for a while, Xie Jue suddenly came back to his senses, what kind of mind was he messing with.

After the morning reading, Liang Chao immediately walked up to the podium and patted the blackboard and said, "Students, I will write about the events of this sports meeting now. If you have any events you want to participate in, just raise your hands."

As soon as the words fell, the students began to whisper to each other, and the center of the topic always revolved around the [-]-meter long-distance race.

As the white chalk became shorter and shorter, the variety of items written on the blackboard became richer.

"Me!" Xu Yangyang, the tallest student in the class, raised his hand, "High jump and long jump."

"Okay!" Liang Chao gave a thumbs up and waved his hand for everyone to applaud.

The students immediately clapped their hands very cooperatively.

Then there was a particularly awkward quiet moment.

"I remember... Last year, some students in our class won prizes for sprinting, right?" Liang Chao recalled rubbing his chin.

Ma Chunyang didn't know what was in his mouth, and his speech was a little slurred, "Du Wenxi was transferred to the second shift."

"Oh——" Liang Chao nodded with regret, "Then we also won the shot put medicine ball last year."

This time it was Zhang Yang who answered the call, "Li Kai has gone to shift three."

Liang Chao said helplessly, "Is that so..."

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the class became a little depressed.After all, as a top class in the past, Class One not only has a stable first place in grades, but also has never fallen out of the top three positions in the sports meeting.

"Teacher Huang is also true. If you have to keep it, why don't you leave something useful..." Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and muttered.

Xie Jue couldn't help but frowned, what he said was too poisonous, but the poison was that he couldn't refute it.

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point. When Liang Chao was about to pass by with a sloppy eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiang Zhuo raising his hand, "Jiang Zhuo? You want to participate in the sports meeting?"

"Give me 1000 meters and 500 meters." Jiang Zhuo said indifferently, his eyes glanced in the direction of Zhang Yang intentionally or unintentionally.

"Uh, good..." Liang Chao's face resurfaced with joy.

At this time, Zhu Wen also said, "I'll do the 200 meters and 400 meters."

Hearing this, Liang Chao hurriedly wrote his name on it as if he was afraid of their repentance, and then cast his eyes on Su Rui without any concealment.

"Can I...be a volunteer?" Su Rui sneered.

Liang Chao nodded with great satisfaction.

"Leave the women's 400m and 800m to me." Chen Xiaofei said cheerfully.

"Good! Very good!" Liang Chao smiled happily.

Seeing the grids on the blackboard being filled one by one, Xie Jue couldn't help but clenched his fists.

In fact, he is not very good at sports, and occasionally playing basketball with his classmates is just a bastard, playing the role of a tool man who immediately passes the ball when he receives it.

However, what Zhang Yang said was indeed true...

Such a self, why squeeze out others to occupy this reserved spot?

"This marathon is actually not bad. The school has set up four supply points for a distance of [-] meters. It is enough to eat, drink and mix all the way to the finish line. This event does not show rankings, even if it reaches the finish line, there is no problem. Of course... if you go the whole way, you can't do it. Ha, the key is to ensure that the results of other events will not be invalidated." Liang Chao began to fool people again, "If I don't have to compete for results in the events I am good at, I really want to try it. Unfortunately, each contestant can report up to two item…"

It's a pity that there are too many times, and naturally no one believes his nonsense anymore.

"Hey, my classmates! Classmates! Classmates!" Liang Chao raised his voice and said, "Where can I find the taste of youth when I grow up? Of course it is this high school marathon that I will never forget! You... this is What a chance to challenge yourself! After passing this village! There is no..."

Before he could say the next three words, he was blocked by a raised hand.

"I come."

The author has something to say: I have a lot of collections, and I am getting old as I write. (kimbo)

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