she has a baby voice

Before dawn the next day, Ke Meng couldn't wait to get up, get dressed and wash her face, quickly combed her hair, casually held her schoolbag in her hand, and was ready to rush out.Wang Xiaojia took out the alarm clock from under the quilt, glanced at the time, and stuck his head out of the quilt in a daze: "Why are you so excited today? Got struck by lightning?"

Ke Meng's door was half closed, and when she heard her question, she backed away, raised her right fist and clenched it, and said overjoyedly: "No, I was hit by the great power of friendship! The outside is scorched and the inside is tender, I can't help it." Extricate yourself!"

"...I don't understand what you're talking about." Wang Xiaojia was silent for a few seconds, and silently retreated back into bed.

When Ke Meng came back last night, Wang Xiaojia stopped her and asked why she and Chen Hui appeared at the skating rink together. She explained everything, but she just concealed the fact that they became good friends at the end.In today's world, you can stop a stranger on the road and say a few words to call him a brother. The meaning of the word "friend" is far from that of the old days.

Maybe Ke Meng told Wang Xiaojia about it with a serious face, and Wang Xiaojia would at most just smile and forget about it when she turned around. The nature was similar to hearing someone say what I ate today.If Ke Meng emphasized it a few more times, Wang Xiaojia might feel that she was making a fuss out of a molehill.

Wang Xiaojia grew up in the countryside with simple folk customs, and she had many friends around her since she was a child. She didn't realize the precious and important feeling that Ke Meng finally had friends. Ke Meng understood, so she didn't blame her.

But if the result of speaking out is to be ignored or even casually perfunctory, then Ke Meng would rather bury this joy in his heart.Anyway, the one who makes friends with Chen Hui is that she is not someone else, so she doesn't need to be recognized by others, as long as she remembers it, it is enough to take it out from time to time and then secretly laugh at it.

Ke Meng recalled the scene when Chen Hui told her that they were friends last night, and suddenly there were tens of thousands of birds fluttering into the distance in her heart, and her steps unconsciously became brisk, bouncing through the place. In the corridor of the dormitory building, she shook the stationery box in her schoolbag: "Why is the sky so blue! Why is the land so wide! Why is the sea so wide! Hahahaha!"

A boarding student passing by looked up at the dark sky outside the window at the end of the corridor: "..."

Ke Meng was the first to arrive in the classroom. She put down her schoolbag and kept looking towards the door of the classroom. After a while, students came in and sat in their seats.Ten minutes before the morning self-study, Chen Hui finally appeared at the door and walked in unhurriedly.

Along the way, many people greeted Chen Hui and said that you are here, monitor, and Chen Hui responded with a smile.When she opened the chair, Ke Meng immediately looked up from the notes that hadn't been turned over since opening, and said good morning to Chen Hui with vigor: "Good morning!"

"Good morning." Chen Hui followed Ke Meng's example and waved.

With bright eyes, Ke Meng opened a small hard-shell notebook, lowered her head and took a ballpoint pen to tick off the short sentence on the first line.

Chen Hui looked over curiously. The first page of the small book was filled with densely packed words, and each sentence started on a new line. All the sentences were of different lengths but neatly arranged: "What is this?"

Ke Meng moved his hand away so that Chen Hui could see the contents of the paper clearly. There were only four short words on the top of the first page—good morning to each other.

She pointed at the line of words with a ballpoint pen and smiled happily: ""One Hundred Things Friends Will Do", this is the first one, and we just finished it."

Chen Hui flipped through the book case amusedly, but couldn't find the title of the book that sounded silly to Ke Meng: "Who came up with this name? It's so stupid, it sounds like a lie to a child."

Ke Meng stared at her with wide eyes, pointed at herself with a ballpoint pen, and said with her head held high: "This is what I thought, it is the only one in the world, there is no other."

Chen Hui clapped her hands very cooperatively: "Our Mengmeng is the best."

Ke Meng straightened her small chest, accepted the flattery without blushing, and said triumphantly, "Of course."

She was so excited that she couldn't sleep after returning to the dormitory last night, she started to do these after finishing her homework, and bought a beautiful portable book that is not easy to break, and every time she wrote an article, she was so excited, it was the first time she was so full of enthusiasm for going to school on Monday expect.

Chen Hui continued to look down, there was a desk between her and Ke Meng, the words on the notebook were all upside down in her eyes: "What is the second one?"

Ke Meng read to her: "We often have dinner appointments. Our meals are different. You are curious about what my meal tastes like, and I also want to know what yours taste like, so we taste each other's meals."

Chen Hui couldn't help laughing, "You're still simulating the scene in your head, why are you so cute?"

Ke Meng blushed, not knowing whether it was shame or anger, and protested softly: "Don't call me cute."

The doll's voice was not at all threatening, so Chen Hui thought she was being coquettish, and changed the subject obediently: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything. The second is actually very easy to complete. We can go to the cafeteria to have dinner together this evening. The third is What?"

"I won't tell you." Ke Meng closed the small book and put it in the schoolbag, and put it alone in the smallest interlayer, without showing it to Chen Hui. "If you know the contents and do it deliberately, that would be boring."

Chen Hui smiled with a good temper, and blinked mischievously: "Then I look forward to it."

The class in the morning was very boring, and Ke Meng fell asleep listening to it.She had suffered from insomnia last night because of being too excited, but she was able to stay awake early in the morning. By the time of the last two Chinese classes, she was obviously out of energy, her eyes were so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, her head unconsciously hung down on the table, like a chicken pecking at rice bit by bit.

"Ke Meng!"

The mid-air soprano exploded in her ears without warning, and her eardrums were buzzing. Ke Meng was shocked all over. Before she could figure out the situation, she touched the corner of her mouth and stood up reflexively.

The language teacher at the provincial key high school was under a lot of pressure, and he was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood on the spot, and the saliva almost touched Ke Meng's face: "What did you do when you didn't sleep last night? How many times did the principal repeatedly emphasize during the flag-raising ceremony that you must have a good night's sleep at night?" Get a good rest, or you will miss the next day's study. The class during the day is the essence, and no matter how hard you work at night, you can't learn as much as listening to an hour of class during the day, and staying up late is harmful to your health, and the gain outweighs the gain."

The Chinese teacher was really earnest. Seeing that the more he talked, Ke Meng's head lowered, and his heart softened a little, but his tone was still firm: "Please repeat the knowledge points I just said."

Ke Meng was dumbfounded, she just went to meet Zhou Gong, how could she know what the Chinese teacher said.

She glanced around guiltily, and Chen Hui in front of her suddenly moved her shoulders, a very small movement, which could not be seen by the Chinese teacher who was staring at Ke Meng intently, but Ke Meng was close, and her attention was attracted in an instant .

Chen Hui moved the textbook to the top of the table. The angle could be seen by Ke Meng, who was standing up, and she could pretend to be reading. She pointed to the three words in classical Chinese that were annotated with red pen next to them.

Ke Meng didn't even want to read it out, the Chinese teacher's face turned pale, since Ke Meng can say it, it proves that she is at least paying attention to the class, the Chinese teacher motioned her to sit down: "Pay attention to arrange the time reasonably, don't do it again next time." stay up."

"Okay." Ke Meng replied obediently.

The Chinese teacher continued to teach, Chen Hui turned her head, and the corners of her mouth seemed to have a hint of teasing in it, she mouthed to Ke Meng: "Add one."

Li Minyu looked back and forth between the two curiously, as if guessing what charade they were playing.

Ke Meng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she knew what Chen Hui was referring to—friends should help when they are in trouble. Chen Hui helped her at the risk of being discovered by the teacher, and she completed "One Hundred Things Friends Will Do" One article in "Things".

How did Chen Hui know that she wrote this article?No, as long as you are not an idiot, you can think of it, right?But it was still a surprise.Ke Meng was put at the end because she didn't have the confidence that Chen Hui would do this kind of thing secretly under the teacher's nose for her. After all, it seemed to go against Chen Hui's perfect image of a good student.

So happy, so happy, how could it be so unexpected, how could it be so heart-warming, Chen Xiaohui, you fouled!Ke Meng covered her cheeks with both hands, and curled up against the table to prevent others from seeing her smile at this moment.

It must be silly, Ke Meng thought.