Lovely Allergen

Le Zhishi didn't take everyone's rumors seriously, he was a little careless, and ignored many things, thinking that it would be over if it passed.Obviously other people are a little more complicated than he thought, after all, everyone likes to gossip.Although he kept explaining, many days had passed, and the rumors of [being pulled aside by Song Yu during Lezhi in the physical education class until his teeth bleed] were still rampant, completely out of his control.

The classmates around him began to express all kinds of "concerns". Some would give him snacks, saying that he must have had a hard time living here, and some directly teased Lele as a contemporary Cinderella.

Le Zhishi kept emphasizing that Song Yu is a very good brother, but everyone attributed his excuse to his easy-going temper, even the female classmates who asked him what he thought of Song Yu at the opening ceremony thought so.

"No wonder you hesitated back then and only dared to say good things about Song Yu." The girl's face suddenly realized, "So you are so afraid of Song Yu."

Generally speaking, Le Zhishi is a person with such a good temper that people think he has no bottom line.

But his most unwavering bottom line is Song Yu. He absolutely does not allow anyone to say anything bad about Song Yu in front of him, because in his heart, it is an undeniable established fact that Song Yu treats him well.

"No, he's just nice, not as you think. I've said it many times, he really didn't hit me, it was all rumors, he was very nice to me." Le Zhishi's tone was uncharacteristically solemn , a little visibly angry, and even stopped to draw a manga, and said to them, "And it's wrong to talk about others behind their backs."

The students were also a little scared by his appearance, "We didn't talk about it behind our backs... What's the relationship between you two? If we say it in front of you, it's the same as in front of him?"

Lezhi couldn't refute it.

The girl asked curiously again, "Then he is really as good as you said, why doesn't he treat you like a big brother at all."

Another person said, "Yeah, it looks pretty badass."

"My elder brother usually dotes on his younger siblings."

"Anyway, I don't like his character, he is not sunny at all, although he looks good."

Le Zhishi didn't bother to argue with them, because Song Yu said before that pointless arguments would make people look stupid.He lowered his head and stared at a villain he had just drawn. It was not pleasing to the eye, so he took a pen and painted his face black.

Jiang Yufan walked into the classroom with a clean mop, and yelled, "Lele, someone is looking for you outside." After speaking, he came in, and said to the students who were still talking, "Everything is boring. As long as you gossip Half of my heart is devoted to my studies, and part of the minute to go to Peiya High School."

Le Zhishi looked up, and there was only half a figure at the window, wearing a high school white shirt, tall, Le Zhishi suddenly got a little excited, got up and ran out.

But as soon as he went out, the smile on his face froze.

"It's too obvious that you're disappointed, don't look at it, I'm the only one." Qin Yan joked with a smile.

Le Zhishi weakly called out "Hello Senior".But he was still very disappointed, so he raised his eyelids again, and asked intentionally: "Senior, don't you want me to send a message to my brother to confess my love?"

Qin Yan laughed loudly, "You two are really more humorous than the other." He patted Le Zhishi's shoulder, "I won't tease you anymore, I came here for important and serious business."

You are not serious, how can you be serious.I thought when I was happy.

The boys in the class were piled one on top of the other in the corridor, huddling and making noises. There were too many people, so Qin Yan took Le Zhishi to the corner of the stairs.

"After the seniors of the last senior year graduated, the radio station lost an English announcer." Qin Yan's voice is very pleasant. He is the current head of the school's radio station. He doesn't have much time. Thoughts to the radio station.

"You speak well. You have good pronunciation in English poetry recitation competitions before. Many seniors in our website recommended you. How about it? Do you want to try it?"

Le Zhishi leaned his back against the wall, tapped the back of his head against the wall lightly, and answered irrelevant questions: "Brother Song Yu's pronunciation is also very good."

"Him? Do you think I can invite his big Buddha?" Qin Yan said with an expression that you, a little friend, think too highly of me, "Besides, the radio station itself also needs more students from the junior high school. Weekly Just once on Friday, it may delay your meal time a little bit, just half an hour." After speaking, he joked again, "How to say English is half of your mother tongue."

It's just spoken before the age of four... Is this also considered a mother tongue?

The work of the radio station is indeed not so suitable for the students in the third grade of junior high school, and I fell into thinking when I was happy.

Qin Yan is Song Yu's good friend. He has often come to their house for dinner since junior high school. In his heart, helping him is like helping his brother.So before the class bell rang, Lezhi agreed.

When I went home at night, Le Zhi told Lin Rong about it, but Lin Rong's focus was all on the matter of not having time to eat, so she insisted on bringing him meals.Le Zhishi couldn't help but think of the giant lunch box that was bigger than his head in elementary school, and the super luxurious lunch that was coveted by the students around him. He shook his head and declined, "It's so troublesome, don't make it for me, I can find time to eat it myself."

The orange cat at home passed by him slowly, and touched his tail when he knew it, "That's right, Orange."

This made Lin Rong very hurt, thinking that Lele didn't need her when she grew up, which left her overflowing maternal love nowhere to display.She grabbed the orange into her arms, but the orange jumped out of her arms lightly, still facing them with her buttocks, standing proudly and gracefully in the center of the coffee table.

"Why don't you ask Xiao Yu if she wants to bring a meal?" Song Jin pinched his sad wife's hand.

Hearing his father call his name, Song Yu, who came out of the shower and wiped his hair without knowing anything, stopped and looked at the three people in the living room.

Lin Rong also stretched her feet on Song Jin's lap, "It's too troublesome, don't make it for him, let him eat it by himself."

Father Song, who was watching the play, couldn't help laughing, "Sure enough, Lele is my own."

With a towel on his head, Song Yu turned around and went upstairs, "A bunch of dramatists."

On Wednesday, Qin Yan took Lezhishi to visit the radio station. The work here was much simpler than he imagined. He was cooperating with a sophomore in high school. The senior sister is responsible for the manuscript work. When you know, you only need to read the manuscript in advance and prepare for it.

On the first day of broadcasting, Lezhi was a little nervous.In order to prepare well for this broadcast, he practiced quietly in the bedroom for a long time the night before, for fear of making mistakes.As soon as the bell rang for the last class in the afternoon, he sprinted to the bell tower.

"Relax." The senior sister patted him on the shoulder, "After we read the opening remarks together, you can introduce this song alone, and then just play the song."

Le Zhishi nodded solemnly, "Yes, I see."

After class, Song Yu was called out by the teacher to chat and explained a lot.Before he could return to the classroom after the end, he was dragged downstairs by Qin Yan.

"Why did Lao Wang call you just now? You have been chattering for so long." Qin Yan asked.

"Something, let me help."

"He's teaching a junior high school class now, what do you want me to do for you? He won't give you any money. I'm starving to death. If only there were pearl balls in the cafeteria tonight." In order to take a shortcut, Qin Yan dragged Song Yu away. In the air corridor, when I walked over, I happened to see a few boys carrying their classmates to play in Aruba in the garden downstairs.

"Hey! You don't even eat." Qin Yan yelled at the boys in the next class while lying on the railing of the corridor.

"boring."

"Who are you talking about?" Qin Yan laughed, "Are they boring or am I boring? Make it clear that there is no connotation."

Music comes from the loudspeakers in the garden downstairs, and the melody is brisk, flowing into the vibrant campus.Seeing that Song Yu didn't answer, Qin Yan began to touch the porcelain, "You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will become evidence in court."

It's tough enough.

The music faded away, and a voice appeared from the speaker, speaking fluent English, with a soft boyish pronunciation and intonation, "Good afternoon, everyone, I'm Joy."

Song Yu pushed away Qin Yan who came up to him, and the words "You are the most boring" had already come to his lips, and he suddenly stopped after hearing these words.

"Welcome to the Voice of English every Friday. At the beginning of the program, I will recommend a very nice English song for everyone..."

Looking at Song Yu who was standing still and not moving, Qin Yan bumped him with his shoulder, "Hey, what's wrong?" He stretched out his hand and shook in front of him again, "The server was cut off?"

Song Yu slapped his hand away, glanced at Qin Yan, "You let him in?"

"Yeah." Qin Yan shrugged and admitted generously, "Lele's voice is so nice. I said before that I must take him under my command before graduation. How about it, isn't it bad?"

Song Yu walked down the stairs on his own, "He's in the third year of junior high school."

"It's just this semester." Qin Yan snorted, "I see that you are nervous. There are rumors outside that you are bullying children. What kind of skill is it to act as a brother and friend in front of me? You have to let the people know ah."

Going out of the stairs, the vision suddenly becomes clear. The sky on the playground seems to have been soaked in grapefruit juice, and a soft orange sun hangs beside the clock tower.The students on the playground chatted and ran arm in arm, and their laughter and laughter were mixed into the selected song.

But the young anchor who had just arrived probably forgot to turn off the microphone. He was more fascinated by the song than the general audience, and hummed the last line in a low voice along with the chorus.

In the noisy and cheerful campus, everyone is busy disposing of their precious leisure time. This small mistake did not cause ripples, but only caused waves in one person's heart.

"My you this yours."

Song Yu stopped and glanced at the bell tower, as if he was not paying attention.