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

Since Duan Zhang strictly prohibited eating in the classroom, Xie Jue simply took Mao Feng to sit in the small gazebo near the teaching building.

"Ah? He really came to look for you?" Mao Feng said in surprise, "Then what did he say?"

Xie Jue chewed on the rice cake, and said inarticulately, "He's talking... so I'll be careful after school."

"Oh, the tone is not small, does Jiang Zhuo know about this?" Mao Feng secretly picked up a potato chip and stuffed it into his mouth while asking.

As soon as Jiang Zhuo was mentioned, Xie Jue felt a little loss of appetite, so he paused his chopsticks in mid-air, "He saw it."

"See?" Mao Feng grabbed another French fries, "Then what did he say?"

Xie Jue quickly grabbed the French fries back in his hand, "He didn't say anything."

"You really broke up?" Mao Feng asked in surprise, "Why? Your confession was rejected again?"

"No." He pursed his lips, and poked the rice cake with his chopsticks again, "I don't plan to chase him anymore."

Hearing this, Mao Feng didn't yell any more, he just stretched out his hand and patted him on the back with a look of relief, "It's a big deal, I'll bring you meals every day from now on."

"A Mao..." Xie Jue was very moved.

"Running errands cost [-] per trip." Mao Feng raised his hand and said with a smile.

Fuck friendship.

Xie Jue returned to the classroom after eating the frozen rice cakes in the cold wind.

"Student Xie!" Zhu Wen shook the paper in his hand at him, "The registration form for the top ten singers has been sent out, and I got one for you."

Xie Jue took it with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Pig."

Zhu Wen waved his hand, "You're welcome. But I heard that there are quite a lot of people who want to sign up this year, so you have to hurry up."

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the window, and everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look, only to see a tall girl waving at Jiang Zhuo with a registration paper in her hand.

However, Jiang Zhuo just glanced at her indifferently, and then stretched out his hand to pull the curtain over, immediately separating the inside and outside of the classroom into two worlds.

Su Rui sucked on the yogurt helplessly, "I will have to endure countless knocks on the window in the next few days."

"Student Xie, hurry up and take Brother Zhuo away..." Zhu Wen stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder and said.

Xie Jue laughed twice.

At this time, Ma Chunyang suddenly ran over and said, "Xie Jue! I heard that you were troubled by Jiang Zhenwei?"

It's really good things don't go out, and bad things travel thousands of miles.

"Jiang Zhenwei? That fat guy from Class Five?" Su Rui asked, "Why does he want you?"

Xie Jue thought about it for a while, he couldn't say that he heard them make an appointment when he was doing big things and was misunderstood as a whistleblower...

"It's nothing, he...he just wants me to hang out with him." He murmured without looking away.

After all, Zhu Wen and the others are different from Jiang Zhuo, if they knew they were being troubled, they would definitely not stand idly by...

However, this statement is really strange. Fortunately, the lunch break bell rang in time, and the two of them didn't ask the question, so they could only turn around and start self-study in the afternoon.

Finally, Xie Jue couldn't help taking a peek at Jiang Zhuo, who was playing with his mobile phone very arrogantly, and looked up at him after feeling his gaze.

It just so happened that Duan Chang Yan Wenwei passed by the window leisurely.

Although he himself said that there should be no more intersections, but when he recalled Jiang Zhuo's appearance just now, he still felt unhappy, so he yelled, "Duan z...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The second half of the sentence was finally blocked back into the stomach by Jiang Zhuo with his hands.

"What do you want?" Jiang Zhuo gritted his teeth and glared at him and asked.

Xie Jue forcefully pushed his hand away, "You die and we die together!"

Jiang Zhuo gave a "tsk", simply threw the phone back into the drawer and fell asleep on his stomach.

The mobile phone stuffed into the table was still restless, vibrating every now and then.

Seeing that he had given up on committing the crime, Xie Jue just opened the Wusan that he didn't know when he bought and began to work hard with the goal of Qingda University.

After 10 minutes, Xie Jue felt from the bottom of his heart that the size and thickness of Wusan was perfect for a pillow, and the film on the book cover was even more exquisitely designed, which perfectly prevented the contents of the book from being damaged by saliva.

It was Zhu Wen who looked at the phone, turned around and patted Jiang Zhuo lightly, and then turned the screen to him.

Jiang Zhuo stroked his hair, and simply took the phone over.

[Shen Kuan]: Brother Zhuzhu, help me find Brother Zhuo, why did this brother disappear halfway through the chat.

[Zhu Q]: Okay, wait a minute.

So Jiang Zhuo continued to do things that violated discipline, and tapped his fingers on the screen quickly.

[Zhu Q]: You continue talking.

[Shen Kuan]: Say what?Is it Brother Zhuo?I've sent you everything I need to say.

Looking at this news, Jiang Zhuo glanced at Xie Jue who was sleeping beside him like a dead pig, and tried to put his hand into the drawer.

However, the drawers were full of books, and I didn't know where the phone was thrown into. Xie Jue would respond to any movement.

[Zhu Q]: Send it again.

After a while, the other party showed that they were typing.

[Shen Kuan]: The thing is like this. Didn’t the people in class [-] change classrooms with class [-] before? Ma Wenqiang from class [-] said he lost tens of thousands of dollars, so he came to our class to make trouble, and Jiang Zhenwei followed him They made an appointment to have a fight on Saturday night, and then, for some reason, Xie Jue just witnessed their fight scene, so after they were caught fighting by Yan Wenwei, Jiang Zhenwei thought it was Xie Jue who told him the secret.

[Shen Kuan]: In the past, he would not have dared to trouble Xie Jue. Isn't it because the rumors that you and Xie Jue had broken up recently spread wildly?

Jiang Zhuo glanced at the large paragraph above and then slid it up, but he read the following paragraph many times over and over again.

[Zhu Q]: It's not a rumor.

[Shen Kuan]: Huh?

[Zhu Wen]: He wanted to break up with me, but I refused.

[Shen Kuan]: Hey, it's not like you don't know Jiang Zhenwei, he has no brains.Want me to talk to him?

Seeing this sentence, Jiang Zhuo subconsciously wanted to reply with the word "um", but the words were all typed, but he couldn't help turning his head to look at Xie Jue.

[Zhu Q]: Not for now.

In fact, he was also very curious about what Xie Jue would do in this situation.

Or, as always, he was waiting for Xie Jue to bow his head to him.

The phone vibrated again, Jiang Zhuo stared at Shen Kuan's reply for a while, and then threw the phone back to Zhu Wen, then lay down and continued to take a nap.

Zhu Wen flipped through the chat records, and finally couldn't help but chuckle twice.

Just then there was a knock on the window.

Zhu Wen waved his hand carelessly, instead of Jiang Zhuo, he rejected the other contestants.

However, the knock on the window became a little louder.

Zhu Wen frowned and turned his head to look. Just as he was wondering who was so blind to see, the familiar face outside the window made him turn pale with fright, "Duan, Duan Chang..."

Yan Duanchang smiled and nodded, then hooked his hands again.

"Fuck..." Zhu Wen cursed in a low voice before going out with his mobile phone and turning himself in.

The bell at the end of the lunch break coincided with the sound of his heavy footsteps, waking up Xie Jue, who was sleeping soundly on May [-]rd.

He sat up rubbing his eyes, yawned and then stretched.

"Everyone, bring your textbooks to the music classroom." Wang Ying, the representative of the music class, raised her voice to remind her.

music class!Xie Jue suddenly cheered up.

It is during the competition of the top ten singers that the music teacher will guide the students participating in the competition.

At the beginning, Xie Jue only wanted to ask Jiang Zhuo to accompany him, and he didn't even decide on the repertoire of the competition, so it was almost a waste of the teacher's guidance.

But the situation is different now, no matter how you say he has practiced for three years more than others, it would be a bit unreasonable if he has not yet entered the top ten.

Sure enough, after the students arrived in the music classroom, the music teacher Liang Xiao asked, "Is there anyone in our class for this top ten singer competition?"

Ever since, Xie Jue and music class representative Wang Ying raised their hands.

"Only two?" After confirming again, Teacher Liang pressed his hand to signal the two to put it down. "What about the accompaniment group?"

This time, Zhou Tingmu and Jiang Zhuo raised their hands.

Teacher Liang Xiao nodded, "It happens to be two, then Jiang Zhuo and Wang Ying, you two come first..."

Hearing this, everyone turned their heads in unison, letting their eyes wander between Jiang Zhuo and Xie Jue without any concealment.

Jiang Zhuo stood up impatiently facing their gaze and walked straight to where the piano was.

Seeing him get up, Wang Ying tremblingly walked over to Teacher Liang and stood still. After a while, the score of the competition song she selected appeared on the screen.

Surrounded by such a dense line of sight all of a sudden, she obviously became nervous.

Jiang Zhuo, who has always been impatient, rarely said anything to urge him. He raised his eyes and scanned the music score, and then his eyes fell on her.

The students encouraged her with warm applause.

Finally, Wang Ying smiled slightly and nodded to Jiang Zhuo.

In the next second, Jiang Zhuo's slender fingers touched the keys one by one, making people seem to see Xia He swaying and dragonflies swaying in layers of ripples in the autumn.

Sunlight passes through the glass and through the gauze curtain, falling on the blue and white school uniform, falling between the fingers, and falling into the melody.

This is not the first time Xie Jue saw Jiang Zhuo playing the piano, but when he looked at Jiang Zhuo before, all the sounds became very far away, so that in the sixth year of knowing him, after he died once, Only then did he really hear the piano played by Jiang Zhuo.

It is such a beautiful voice that touches the soul...

"Thank you?" Zhu Wen stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"Huh?" He snapped back to his senses.

Zhu Wen couldn't help laughing, "It's your turn, come on!"

"Xiao Xie, come on!" Su Rui also turned around to cheer him up.

"..." Student Xie Jue sniffed and clenched his fists before standing up and walking forward.

I don't know if it was the frequent trance caused by the sequelae of the car accident, so that when he passed by Jiang Zhuo, he seemed to feel that Jiang Zhuo's eyes fell on himself.

And that low, awkward-sounding "come on" is more like a hallucination...

The author has something to say: Brother Huoshao is playing the piano hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha goose, goose, goose.