little stutter

The cafeteria was already full of people. For some reason, there was no one else at the table of Chen Xin and Zhang Yihui except them. No wonder Cheng Xin saw it right away.Several other friends also quickly found out where Chen Xin was. Cao Ji said, "Isn't that a little stammer? We waited for him for a long time, and he had already eaten, and he chatted so warmly with Zhang, what a guy." Little white-eyed wolf."

In this world, there are always some people who act on impulse, who speak with pleasure, and who don't know how to read the environment and other people's expressions.Xu Junshang silently sympathized with Cao Ji, and he didn't know what kind of fall he would have in the future.

Cheng Xin gritted his molars, resisting the urge to kick Zhang Yihui away, finished his meal with a sullen face, and walked to Chen Xin's table with the plate.A girl was holding a plate and was about to sit down next to Chen Xin, but she was glared at by Cheng Xin, who had a strong aura, and walked away automatically.

Cheng Xin glanced at Chen Xin unhappily, and after not staring at him for a minute, he attracted bees and butterflies everywhere.In fact, Cheng Xin really wronged Chen Xin. That girl was only interested in Zhang Yihui and wanted to observe him secretly, not in Chen Xin. There are not many people, and he has never shown his face in public. He is short and wears glasses. He has a weak sense of presence, and it is difficult to attract girls' attention. After all, most girls don't know how to appreciate handsome guys with glasses.Boys like Zhang Yihui with good grades, good looks and outstanding performance are the gods in the eyes of middle school girls.

Chen Xin felt a shadow appearing around him, looked up, and found that it was Cheng Xin, and quickly smiled: "You, you are here." Chen Xin felt a little uneasy, he remembered that there was a time when Cheng Xin was at odds with each other. Talking by myself seems to be because I said a few words to Zhang Yihui, so I won't be angry again this time.

Seeing his smiling face, Cheng Xin's inner unhappiness subsided a little. He stretched his long legs and sat down beside Chen Xin. One piece of fried yellow croaker was placed on Chen Xin's dinner plate.Chen Xin said in embarrassment: "Don't, don't pinch it for me, I, I'm almost finished eating."

Cheng Xin glanced at him and said forcefully, "I'll eat it for you." After speaking, he glanced at Zhang Yihui who was opposite him, and that glance was extremely smug, as if he was flaunting his unusual relationship with Chen Xin to the other party.

Chen Xin was worried that he would be angry if he refused Cheng Xin, so he didn't say anything, and slowly ate the fish.

Zhang Yihui was opposite Chen Xin, so he discovered Cheng Xin earlier than Chen Xin, and he kept observing the situation quietly. He was a little surprised when he saw the interaction between the two of them. Xin will also get used to it?

Cao Ji sat down again and asked, "Why do you eat together?"

Chen Xin said: "I met, met at the Literature Club."

Xu Junshang sat down next to Zhang Yihui: "Zhang Yihui, are you also in the literature club?"

"Yes, I was there last semester. By the way, our literary club has started to call for papers. Are you interested in contributing papers? There is a fee for the papers." Zhang Yihui took the opportunity to find a topic.

Cheng Xin didn't even write enough words in his composition, so naturally he couldn't contribute, so he rolled his eyes: "I'm not interested."

The Cao Ji brothers are both better at science than arts, and they can barely cope with composition. They just laughed when they heard it.Xu Junshang's composition is good, but Mr. Xu's family is well-off, there is no shortage of pocket money, he doesn't care about the manuscript fee, he is too lazy to worry, and shakes his head: "I'm not interested either."

After listening to the reactions of several friends, Chen Xin smiled apologetically at Zhang Yihui.However, this smile changed in Cheng Xin's eyes. He felt that Chen Xin was laughing at Zhang Yihui's incompetence, and his heart was filled with anger and jealousy, and his eyes immediately turned red, just like an irritated bullfight , he took a deep breath, clenched his hands into fists, and tried hard to restrain his anger, not to explode on the spot.

Zhang Yihui smiled and said with a good temper: "It's okay, I will call for papers separately. Chen Xin, can you write a call for papers for me? It's best written by you. I know your handwriting is very good."

Chen Xin didn't know how the other party knew that his handwriting was good, it was not difficult, and she was about to agree.Cheng Xin said in a very bad tone: "Why should you write it!"

Chen Xin turned to look at Cheng Xin: "He, is the vice president, the vice president. I, I..."

Cheng Xin didn't wait for Chen Xin to finish speaking, and pointed the finger at Zhang Yihui: "Tsk, I'm still an official, no wonder I can order others to do this or that."

Chen Xin could hear Cheng Xin's dissatisfaction with Zhang Yihui, but she didn't suffer from this kind of thing. Zhang Yihui is the vice president, so it's not too much to ask him to help write some manuscripts. Even if he is not the vice president, please help me. There is nothing wrong with being a little busy, and it is also a kind of exercise for himself. He quickly said: "No, it doesn't matter, I, I can write."

Cheng Xin gave Chen Xin a hard look, and then went to look at Zhang Yihui. The guy had already shown a tricky smile, and the anger in his heart couldn't help but intensify.He lowered his head and stuffed his mouth with rice, treating it as Zhang Yihui's bones, flesh and blood, chewing hard, then suddenly opened his mouth again, spit out all the food in his mouth, and cursed: "Fuck! What? Stuff, it’s so spicy, I don’t want to eat it, I’m going to buy water.” After speaking, he walked away with the plate in his hand, and dumped nearly half of the food into the trash can.

Chen Xin turned her head to watch him leave, and sighed when she saw that he had poured out all the food, but she was still angry, and it was wayward to waste food when she was angry.

Cao Ji said again: "Brother Xin, are you okay?"

Xu Junshang looked at the back of Cheng Xinyuan, then looked back at Chen Xin and Zhang Yihui, and said, "I have eaten chili."

Chen Xin bowed her head and ate all the leftovers. Compared to Cheng Xin and the others, Chen Xin cherished food the most, and he never left any food.Zhang Yihui saw that he had eaten the plate clean, and said, "Are you full? If you are not full, you can go for more food, and it is free."

Chen Xin smiled: "I'm full."

Zhang Yihui said: "Let's go, let's discuss together how to write the call for papers."

Chen Xin nodded: "Oh."

Cheng Xin sat on a stone bench on the lawn in front of the cafeteria, took a bottle of Coke and was drinking it. His eyes never left the cafeteria door. After a while, Chen Xin came out. Unsurprisingly, he was followed by Zhang Yihui.This Zhang Yihui is really lingering, what is he always pestering Chen Xin for, I don't know what his intentions are.

In fact, it's not that Cheng Xin cares about chaos, thinking that everyone in this world will have unreasonable thoughts about Chen Xin.He just subconsciously felt that Chen Xin was not from the same world as himself, but from Zhang Yihui. He was afraid that Chen Xin would look down on him if he had too much contact with people like Zhang Yihui.He can only help Chen Xin materially, and he is Chen Xin's burden in terms of study.This gap made Cheng Xin feel that he was not qualified to like Chen Xin, let alone win Chen Xin's heart, so he felt flustered.

Cheng Xin threw away the soda bottle in his hand, and walked towards Chen Xin: "Have you finished eating? Let's go play."

Chen Xin looked at Cheng Xin, it turned out that he hadn't left yet: "I, I still have something to do."

Cheng Xin glanced coldly at Zhang Yihui next to him: "What's the matter? Didn't you agree to play golf in the afternoon?" After not playing for a while, Cheng Xin replied, "Let's go in the afternoon".

Chen Xin just remembered this. He is a man of his word, but both parties agreed, so he said: "Yes. Do you want to wait? Later. Eat, eat, and don't , unable to exercise."

In Cheng Xin's view, this explanation was rejection of himself, and his heart was filled with sadness: "What are you going to do now?"

Chen Xin said: "Write a solicitation letter."

Zhang Yihui said: "Let's go to the literature club, are you going?"

In fact, Zhang Yihui just said it casually. He knew that people like Cheng Xin would not be interested in this kind of stuff. He didn't expect Cheng Xin to say, "I'm fine now. Let's go visit your literature club." His tone It seems to have given the other party a lot of face.

When Chen Xin heard that he was going to the literature club, she turned her head and smiled at him.Looking at his smiling face, Cheng Xin was very pleased, but he still had a displeased expression on his face. Why did he ask an outsider to invite him to the literature club? Chen Xin didn't invite him.

When Cheng Xin arrived at the office of the literature club, he felt that he was really right to come, because there were only three of them here, that is to say, if he didn't come, Chen Xin and Zhang Yihui would be alone in the same room, which was too much. In the future, we have to be careful, and we can't let Chen Xin and Zhang Yihui have a chance to be alone.

Zhang Yihui began to discuss with Chen Xin about writing a solicitation letter, and the conversation was serious. Cheng Xin couldn't get in the way, so he said coolly from the side: "Let the Chinese teacher in each class recommend a few well-written essays." It’s fine if you don’t have people, so why don’t you call for drafts?” Chen Xin was recommended by her Chinese teacher.

Zhang Yihui said: "We used to be like this, but this time we plan to reform, to be fair, open and just, so as to attract more talents and run the literary club better."

Cheng Xin shrugged: "The idea is very good, but it just increases the workload."

It is true to increase the workload. If the call for manuscripts is open, there will be more manuscripts. Without the checks of the Chinese teachers in each class, the people in charge of reviewing manuscripts will have a lot of work.

Zhang Yihui said: "We only publish one issue in a semester, and there won't be too many things."

Cheng Xin glanced at Chen Xin who had already laid out the pen and paper and was drafting the call for papers, and said, "The manuscript review will be Chen Xin's business, right?"

Zhang Yihui said: "Not only him, I will also watch it, and other members of the club will also watch it."

This means that Chen Xin will have to work with Zhang Yihui for a lot of time, which is really a good excuse to occupy Chen Xin's spare time. Of course Zhang Yihui is happy, but he, Master Xin, is not.

Chen Xin was as agile in writing as he was doing math problems, and quickly finished writing the call for papers: "Look, look." He handed the draft to Zhang Yihui.

Zhang Yihui took it, but hasn't started watching it yet.Cheng Xin said, "You can leave after you finish writing, right? Chen Xin, let's go play ball, or go to class if we don't."

Chen Xin hesitated: "But, I haven't, I haven't finished it yet."

Cheng Xin said: "President Zhang is so powerful, it will definitely not be a problem to change the call for papers, let's go."

Zhang Yihui said: "Wait, I want to ask Chen Xin to copy a copy by hand after the draft is finalized, so it seems more sincere."

Cheng Xin frowned unhappily: "What are you copying, just enter it into the computer and print it out. This is an essay competition, not a calligraphy competition. If it is a calligraphy competition, handwriting is almost the same. Don't you just look at the content of the essays you collect? Looking at the handwriting? If I saw this solicitation letter, which was written in handwriting, I would probably think it was pretending, and I would not see any special sincerity."

Cheng Xin's words made Zhang Yihui speechless.Chen Xin, the party concerned, did not express his opinion because he was not good at speaking, so Cheng Xin snatched it all away.At this moment, he felt that what Cheng Xin said made sense, so he nodded to Zhang Yihui: "Cheng Xin said, that's right."

Zhang Yihui said: "Okay then, I won't write. Go and play."

Cheng Xin was finally able to take the man away.After leaving the house, Cheng Xin couldn't help complaining: "There are so many brilliant names in this one. If you make up your mind after a while, you'll know how to trouble people. You'd better deal with him less."

Chen Xin thought for a while, and felt that Zhang Yihui was not as troublesome as Cheng Xin said, so she said, "Alright."

Upon hearing this answer, Cheng Xin was silent for a moment, and then said, "Chen Xin, do you feel more comfortable playing with someone like Zhang Yihui?"

"No, no. Why do you say that?"

Cheng Xin said: "Because there are more topics to talk about with him, you are all good students. Do you feel more comfortable with people with good academic performance?"

Chen Xin shook his head: "No, no." This is Chen Xin's real thought. In fact, he doesn't really like dealing with very good people, because it will make him look awkward.On the contrary, he can feel more comfortable with Cheng Xin and other people with poor grades, probably because he feels that he is not a perfect person, and when he is with people who are too perfect, he will feel inferior, and he will feel inferior when he is with people with flaws. Together, they are all the same, there is a sense of equality.

Hearing this, Cheng Xin felt a little more at ease: "In the future, you don't have to go whenever Zhang Yihui asks you to do something. You are just a vice president, and you can still hold a chicken feather as an arrow."

Chen Xin said: "It depends on the situation." If there is something to do, he will definitely go.

Cheng Xin rolled his eyes toward the sky: "No oil or salt!"